Chapter 418 Yuanshen

The siege of the Qingyun faction, which lasted for more than half a year, finally came to an end.

Whether it was the infinite sect and Baihuamen at the beginning, or the Xianmeng, they did not expect such an ending. No matter what the process is, at least the Qingyun School still exists.

Lu Xian's immortality not only did not overwhelm Xia Houtian, but also achieved the name of Qingyun Mountain fairyland. The nine-clawed golden dragons surrendered the rain, making the Qingyun School, which continued to fight and be damaged, rejuvenated with vitality and vitality, which is no less than before!

Although the Qingyun faction has not been removed from the immortal world, it is still a great damage to its vitality. Most of the remaining doormen are basically elders awakened by the earthly clock. After the crisis was lifted, they sat down again. After all, their life expectancy is not long!

Gu Hong died, Qing Yunzi fell, and the remaining forces of the Qingyun faction were ready to move one after another. However, the most hope of inheriting the position of leader is Kong Xia, the law enforcement elder!

In terms of identity, Kong Xia is a law enforcement elder with a respected status. In terms of cultivation, it is not impossible to go further after this war. In addition, with his good dispatch, the loss of his own strength is relatively small, and there are many supporters.

More importantly, it is also the reason why the other two departments are not competing for the position of leader, but because of Xia Houtian alone.

With his own strength, the Qingyun faction can be preserved. Such achievements have impressed everyone. What's more, Xia Houtian is still a member of Kong Xia's family. It seems that everything is a fore.

Tiange, Xia Houtian's original residence, is also one of the few preserved buildings. Maybe it is remote, or maybe it is because of the guard of the array, but it is also very intact. Xia Houtian, who was in a coma, was placed here, and Li Fang and others took turns to guard.

Unfortunately, Xia Houtian was still in a coma. Although the injury gradually recovered, there was no sign of awakening. It seemed very strange. Zixin took care of him day and night without leaving.

"Sister-in-law, you'd better go down and have a rest. Brother, I'll take care of you first!" Looking at Zi Xin's haggard face, Lan Xin couldn't bear to say.

Zixin shook his head slightly without saying a word. His eyes looked softly at lying **, as if he were sleeping peacefully.

"Oh!" Lan Xin sighed slightly and said to Chen Lun behind him, "Brother Lun, you can also advise your sister-in-law that even immortals can't stand such fatigue. It will definitely hurt the inner house!"

Chen Lun waved his hand to show his helplessness and said, "My sister, it's not that you don't know. Even the second brother has persuaded him. It doesn't work, unless the eldest brother can wake up, otherwise!"

For Zixin's infatuation, Li Fang and others have been persuaded more than once. Unfortunately, it has had little effect. Zixin is unmoved, extremely firm, and takes care of Xia Houtian step by step.

"What's wrong with the eldest brother? The injury has obviously improved more than half of the time. Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Lan Xin said derely.

"Sister, let's go out first!"

"Ye-huh!"

After a while, Zixin and Xia Houtian were left in the spacious house again, silent and deep.

Outside the house, the whole Qingyun Mountain is a busy scene. The remaining disciples of the Qingyun School, under the leadership of the elders, began to rebuild.

Although the bones of most of the immortals have been taken away by various factions, there are still a large number of bones that no one cares about. Most of them come from scattered cultivation or small schools.

Whether it is the relics of immortals or fragments of magic weapons, or the Qingyun School, which is waiting to be popular, they are all those who come and refuse. After sorting them out one by one, they are given to the disciples.

The symbol of the Qingyun School, the Qingyun Hall has been destroyed, and there is only one golden statue standing on the side. In order to commemorate this battle, the elders of the Qingyun School decided to rebuild the hall.

Before the reconstruction of the hall, the place of discussion of the sect was temporarily set in the practice cave. When the practice cave was built, it was considered to deal with various powerful spells and magic weapon attacks. Therefore, the afterglow of the battle was the most affected, but it was also bearable. It was relatively well preserved and could be used with a little repair.

One day when Xia Houtian was in a coma, the remaining elders of the Qingyun School gathered here to discuss a major event related to the Qingyun School and the continuation of inheritance.

"E elders, after this war, there has been no one in our Qingyun faction. In recent days, many idle people have invaded. Although they have been forced back by our Qingyun faction, they are still in an endless stream. We must elect a new leader as soon as possible to establish the prestige of our Qingyun faction!" Elder Fang, who originally belonged to the neutral family but is now responsible for guarding the mountain gate, said so.

"What Elder Fang said is that the last generation of leaders unfortunately fell, but there was no indication, so we must recommend a person with both virtue and talent to lead our Qingyun faction through this disaster!" The elders who belong to the same neutral system should respond.

"Cough! What the two elders said is that only by selecting the leader as soon as possible can we open the mountain gate and accept the disciples, so as to increase our Qingyun faction!" The law enforcement elder interrupted.

Except for the law enforcement elders and the neutral department, there are few remaining departments left. For a while, the harmony rose one after another. It seems that it is imperative for the law enforcement elders to succeed as the head of the family.

At this time, no one thought of a person to stand up, especially Kong Xia, the law enforcement elder, who was inexplicably shocked.

"E Elders, here, Zhang Ming's generation is the lowest, but I still want to ask, if Brother Xiahou doesn't come forward, will my Qingyun School still exist?"

"It is the pride of my Qingyun faction that Elder Xiahou tried his best to turn the tide!"

All the elders recognize Xia Houtian's credit, and they are very impressed. It can be said that the Qingyun School can continue, and Xia Houtian's contribution is indispensable! Moreover, Xia Houtian is also one of the few survivors of the Qingyun School, and he is the pillar of the sect!

"Okay, since the elders say so, I propose to elect Brother Xiahou as the next teacher!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone suddenly kept silent and glanced at the face of the law enforcement elders, wanting to know whether this was beneficial to him. After all, Zhang Ming was a disciple of the law enforcement elders.

"Enough, tomorrow, don't talk nonsense, step back!"

Kong Xia couldn't sit still any longer and said that he wanted to drink off Zhang Ming. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ming did not flinch and fought against each other for a while.

"Master, in my eyes, you have always been my beloved elder, just like my father. I also understand that in the sect, you must bear your competition and deception. Unfortunately, until now, you still have to do this. Why don't you understand?" In Zhang Ming's sad and indignant eyes, there was a real chill, which made people shudder!

Looking at the appearance of his beloved disciple, Kong Xia's already indifferent nerves seemed to be touched.

"Are I really wrong? Is it really wrong?" Kong Xia asked himself again and again, but there was no answer. In the end, this recommendation was over.

Since then, Kong Xia, the law enforcement elder, has never raised the matter of recommending the leader again. All the elders have tacitly avoided this topic. It seems that all the focus is on the reconstruction of the Qingyun School.

One month, two months, three months. With the passage of time, it is getting closer and closer to the agreement between Xia Houtian and Bing Ying. Qian Kun waited outside the Tian Pavilion day by day, which seemed very anxious.

In the Tiange, on the side of the couch, the haggard Zixin leaned against the bed and looked at Xia Houtian sleeping soundly. He was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Well! What's wrong with me, by the way, nine-clawed golden dragon!"

After Xia Houtian fell into a coma, the mark of the dragon, which had been hidden in the depths of the sea of knowledge, broke out again. The huge memory swarmed out with the appearance of the nine-clawed golden dragon, and the power of the heavenly disaster was also added. A period of vague memory seemed to point directly to the source.

In this way, Xia Houtian was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a voice kept ringing, as if calling Xia Houtian, reminding him that he could not go on like this.

"I seem to have forgotten something. What is it?"

Suddenly, two familiar faces flashed in Xia Houtian's mind, one was Bingying and the other was Zixin. The memory from the depths of his heart suddenly opened, making him understand everything in an instant.

It turned out that the appearance of the nine-clawed golden dragon found the existence of such an alien as Xia Houtian. A trace of breath from the dragon clan naturally attracted the mark of the dragon, which was followed by the evolution of the dragon cold in the Hongmeng realm, and gradually showed signs of awakening.

"Huh? Is there finally a change?" Du Guhan suddenly appeared beside Long Han and said in surprise.

In fact, when Xia Houtian accepted the inheritance of the dragon, the huge memory was not fully absorbed and had been hidden in the depths of his knowledge, which was also the reason why he had been unable to take a step closer.

The appearance of the nine-clawed golden dragon made this memory explode. The Yuandan in the sea of Xiahou Tianzhi quickly absorbed this huge energy and slowly strengthened itself. In the golden shell, the shape of a little man was faintly revealed.

Xia Houtian is like a bystander, a quiet viewer, slowly, Yuandan stops absorbing, and the remaining energy is still gathered around and constantly conveying.

A trace of crack appeared on the round Yuandan, and a trace of golden ** slowly flowed out. A small arm slowly stretched out, and the Yuandan slowly broke. A five-inch villain who looked like Xia Houtian appeared!

"Yuan Shen!" Xia Houtian blurted out his debut!

At this time, Xia Houtian keenly felt that there seemed to be a wonderful change between Dantian and Zhihai, and the communication between Yuanying and Yuanshen seemed to be so wonderful.

On the eyebrows of the new zomblet, there is a clear imprint of lightning. From it, Xia Houtian felt a familiar feeling, which was actually the power of the disaster that had troubled him for a long time.

Suddenly, a strong suction came, and Xia Houtian's consciousness was suddenly sucked into it. Gradually, Yuanshen's eyes slowly opened and waved his arms, as if it were very novel.

"This is the feeling of the genhm. It seems that everything is different!"

The incubation of the yuan god has made Xia Houtian have a new understanding of everything. Everything has become so different, and the whole senior sister has become much more flexible.

A strong sadness swept over. When Xia Houtian saw a look, he actually saw Zixin, who seemed to be much older, with a haggard face, which broke his heart!

"Zi Mei, Zi Mei!"

Zixin, who was overworked, suddenly heard a few familiar calls and suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that Xia Houtian was still in a coma. He couldn't help shaking his head and comforting himself in a low voice: "It seems to be an illusion!"

"Zimei, Zimei, it's me, not an illusion!"

Xia Houtian didn't know how he knew what Zixin was thinking, and immediately called again.

This time, Zixin felt it clearly. He suddenly stood up, glanced around, and shouted, "God, where are you, God!"

Just as Xia Houtian was about to say something, a sense of fatigue hit his heart, and he only had time to say, "I'm fine. Don't worry!" Then he returned to the sea of knowledge again.

No matter how Zixin called, Xia Houtian did not appear, but Zixin was very happy. At least she knew that Xia Houtian was fine!

Knowing Xia Houtian's situation, his deep tiredness seemed to have destroyed Zixin's nerves. He couldn't help falling down by the bed and fell asleep!

In the sea of Xiahou Tianzhi, Yuanshen's eyes slowly closed, and his consciousness slowly fell into a deep sleep.