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The southern Vermilion Bird is the foundation of fun. Five points of its body, three for the top, two for the bottom, three days and two places of righteousness. The top is wide and the bottom is narrow, and the image of humility is also. The middle wings are eight inches, like eight winds. The waist is four inches wide, like four hours. The circle is like yin and yang, but it is not endless.

This majestic and free red bird made the monks feel comfortable and contented, just as they embraced and adjusted evenly, and because they were called Qing Shang, they were happy and soared by inhaling the breath of the people.

It wandered in the air on a whirlwind, looking down at the cultivators in mid-air, and people couldn't help but want to chant along with the sound of Qingming. The joyful chirping spilled from the sky, and then changed the tone, which made people feel desolate.

If it weren't for the fact that all the cultivators present were in a stable state of mind and a powerful spiritual refining period, they would have been unable to help but be moved to tears by this passionate and pathetic voice. They seemed to see the creatures of the Southern Spirit Realm who had been trapped for hundreds of thousands of years struggling to survive in the predicament, and saw countless creatures fall with hatred because they couldn't break through to the higher realm.

There are at least two spiritual realms in the Nether Realm, which can be used by monks to ascend in order to reach higher realms and live longer. And the Southern Spirit Realm, which is closed from the outside, is like a higher exile cave heaven, and when it reaches a certain realm, it can only sit and wait for death.

The chirping of the Suzaku lasted only twenty breaths, but the echo reverberated over the sea for a long time. At the moment when Suzaku disappeared, the pure aura from the barrier disappeared, and in the surprised gaze of the monks, a pillar of light glowing with a soft red light was born.

Zi Xuan was surprised to find that this pillar of light was exactly the same as what he saw in another time and space, it was the one that went straight into nothingness in the southern city of Duxian City. There were dark red filaments of light swimming in the pillar of light, which looked like they were alive, and they flickered and emitted a fiery aura.

In the pillar of light, figures flickered out, and the suppressed high-level aura was still intimidating. Fortunately, there was a pillar of light as a shield first, and there was no stronger spiritual pressure coming out of it.

There were four monks who came out of the pillar of light, two men and two women, all of whom were middle-aged, and no one could tell what kind of realm they were. The female cultivator at the head was wearing an ochre-red wide-sleeved long skirt with vermilion bird patterns on the cuffs of the skirt, and a finch-shaped spirit jade pendant around her waist, and the red marks at the corners of her eyes made her black eyes brighter.

The two men and a woman behind her were all dressed in family costumes painted with various ornaments, and they looked like family monks who were close to the Suzaku family of the Zi family.

The female cultivator of the leading Zi family does not have facial features like Zixuan and Ziling, but is somewhat similar to Zilu and Zijun. If it weren't for the marks in the corners of her eyes, if it weren't for the fact that she could feel the traction of the Vermilion Bird blood from such a distance, Zixuan and everyone in the Zi family would have regarded her as a vein of Qingque.

"In the later life, Zixi, with the members of the Xian Critical Boundary family and Taoist friends from all walks of life, came to welcome the lower realm of the seniors. The first to wake up from the shock and excitement was still Zixi, she faced the four deliberately restrained but still powerful coercion, stepped into the air and hugged her fists and bowed far away.

When she left, Zixuan and the people of the Zi family, as well as many monks behind her, came to the sky and saluted with their fists in unison.

A soft but very strong force lifted everyone up, and the cultivators saw the female cultivator in an ochre robe smiling with her hands in her hands, surrounded by streamers.

"The Southern Spirit Realm has been closed for many years, and I am like walking a dangerous road in the dark, and I am in danger of dying at any time. Thanks to your help today, we have been able to get out of a desperate situation and be reborn. The family and the clans of the spiritual world will never forget. ”

As she spoke, the female cultivator of the Zi family put her hands in fists in front of her chest, and together with the three high-ranking monks behind her, she bowed deeply to the one hundred and ninety junior cultivators in front of her, and was shocked that all the monks bowed in return.

"I am the first son of the Nanling Yingfu Realm. The three behind me are the first of the three clans of Yin, Shi and Tangyang. Since the channel is not stable for the time being, and the situation here is not clear, I will wait to check first. Since it is a happy event, we will definitely do our best to improve the passage as soon as possible after we return, so that the nether friends can soar. ”

After she finished speaking, she looked at the low-level clansmen of the Zi family, nodded with a smile, and her eyes swept over every face that was similar or god-like, so kind that it was like a spring breeze gently blowing.

"I am very pleased to see that you have this realm and this strength. When she saw Zixuan, her eyes lit up slightly, and she praised softly, "Four thousand five hundred young people have been refined, and the Zi family still has successors after millions of years of ups and downs." ”

At this moment, even if all the monks' eyes were faintly on Zixuan, she didn't feel a sense of crisis. Because she knew that once she had the support of the elders of the spirit realm, the status of the Zi family in the lower realm would only be higher, and no one would dare to commit it for any reason.

Sooner or later, the identity and role of You Xuan will be revealed, and when they return, they agree that they will no longer hide their ability to cross time and space from their families and the world.

Because the Tree Soul would be of even more important use, she believed that with the mind of a high-level cultivator in the Ten Thousand Realms, he would definitely put the matter of destroying demons in the first place, and would not forcibly seize You Xuan for selfish purposes. In addition, once the two spiritual realms are opened, the deterrent power of the Zi family can prevent Xiao Xiao from having evil thoughts.

Zi Xuan bowed to the air, and as soon as he was lifted up, he heard Zixi say with a little urgency: "The first elder, Ziling went to the Ji family in the Middle Spirit Realm to find information on ......the immortal and demon passage, and as a result, he alarmed the traitors of the Ji family and the Youxin clan, and he must have been trapped at this moment."

It was the first time that many Spirit Monarchs present had heard of the Immortal Demon Passage, and as for the traitors of the two clans, it was even more unheard of. When they came, they only knew that the seals of the three major spiritual realms had been found, and those who were close to the Zi family knew more, but they were not detailed. Hearing what Zixi said at this moment, the cultivators were inevitably amazed in their hearts.

Zi Chengfeng's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, leaving only one sentence of "Wait in the Immortal Realm of Returning to the Cultivation Realm", and then disappeared into the red pillar of light with the first elder of the three major families.

"It should ...... You should be saved. Zixi didn't feel the palpitations of his relatives' fall, but he thought that the spiritual world was too far away from this, and he felt that he couldn't be very relieved.

Everyone in the Zi family can't be safe, just like her. The reason why Zi Chengfeng did not dare to assure them was also because of the same concern. Ziling's life and death are unpredictable, and whether the monks of the Southern Spirit Realm go to save people or take revenge depends on the will of heaven.

"Everyone, let's go back to the Immortal Boundary first and go to the noble land, how about it?" The Cheng Xinjun of the Mirror Family stepped forward, nodded and smiled with Zixuan, and proposed to leave here first, so as not to have any more accidents.

"Chengxin Daoyou is right. "Ziling is not here, Zixi is naturally the leader. She turned to the monks and said, "Thank you fellow Daoists for taking the initiative to come to help, if you don't like it, please return to the Seven Star Mountain Range of the Immortal Critical Realm with us, no matter what questions you have, we will try our best to answer them." ”