Chapter 570 Clear Moon, Bright Moon

Style: Heros Author: Yu BuyanWords: 2087Update Time: 24/01/11 22:41:16
Two figures, one blue and one white, walked side by side, slowly heading towards the Bo family's spirit ship.

The skin of the woman in blue is almost transparent, crystal clear under the sunlight. On her snow-white face, she has big bright eyes, lips like dots, delicate vermilion flowers on the center of her eyebrows, and shoulder-length embroidery on her earlobes. She wears a tassel pendant, her long black hair is tied up in a high bun, and is decorated with exquisite beaded hairpins. She wears a blue skirt as thin as a veil, but the hem of the skirt is embroidered with a spreading phoenix in gold thread. Three more elements are added to the elegance. Very noble.

The woman in white also has snow-white skin, but it is as cold as ice and snow. She is completely opposite to the fairy-like and noble dress of the woman in blue. Except for a white skirt and a silver headband to fix her hair, There were no accessories on his body, but even so, his cold and pure face attracted countless gazes.

Lingchu, who was hidden among the immortal servants, just like the other immortal servants, did not dare to look more. He only planned to quietly raise his eyes to take a look. But with just such a glance, Lingchu's eyes seemed to be rooted in the woman in white. on the body.

In an instant, a faint light flashed through those clear and agile eyes.

The woman in white's always cold and indifferent expression suddenly changed, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and a pair of icy lake-like eyes looked coldly in a certain direction, with a faint purple light flowing in her eyes.

The woman in blue who was walking beside the woman in white let out a soft sigh and said through the voice, "What's wrong?"

The woman in white looked away without any change in her expression. She glanced at the woman in blue and didn't say a word in reply.

This attitude caused the woman in blue to get angry instantly. Her face still looked like a dignified and noble saint, and her steps were always slow and steady, but in the voice transmission, she had a different look.

"Qingyue! It's obvious that you owe me the spiritual stone, but you act like I owe you the spiritual stone every time." The woman in blue, the Saint of Wuge, was furious, and the more she spoke, the more she felt aggrieved.

They are both saints, so why are they always being bullied by the other party?

Saint Qingyue's expression finally changed, she frowned slightly and tilted her head imperceptibly, "In that case, please return the Ten Thousand Holy Spirit Pill, Hundred Flowers Dew, Lantian Heart Warming Jade, and White Jade Cong first. Me."

The Ten Thousand Holy Spirit Pill, Hundred Flowers Dew, Lantian Heart-warming Jade, and White Jade Cong are all rare treasures, and these were all obtained by Saint Qingyue during her travels over the years.

However, although these treasures are precious and rare, they are of little use to the Qingyue Saint with the Phantom Body and the Ice Spirit Root. However, they are very useful to the Wuge Saint.

Therefore, over the years, these treasures that are of no use to Saint Qingyue have all gone into Saintess Wuge's pocket, and Saintess Qingyue has never cared about these.

This is also one of the important reasons why Saint Qingyue asked Saint Wuge to borrow spiritual stones, but Saint Wuge remained silent.

After all, the mouth of the cannibal is short and the hands of the taker are soft.

The Saint of Wuge coughed twice suddenly, her eyes wandered to the side, and there was no more follow-up to the message, and she even completely forgot the question she wanted to ask before.

As for Saint Qingyue, she lowered her eyes slightly. She just felt a line of sight, and in her spiritual sense, this line of sight was somewhat different.

However, when she looked up to catch that line of sight, she found nothing.

but.......

A faint purple light flashed across the eyes of Saint Qingyue. Her eyes were deep for a moment, and her fingers that were hanging in her long sleeves moved slightly.

Among the immortal attendants, Lingchu, like many immortal attendants, lowered his head and looked at the smooth deck. The expression on his face was a bit unpredictable, and she recognized it at a glance.

That Qingyue Saint from Penglai is clearly Senior Sister Mingyue who has been missing for decades.

When the space collapsed, she fell into the Northern Wilderness. However, Senior Sister Mingyue never knew where she was going. She only knew that her life was safe. Lingchu thought about many possibilities, but she never thought that Senior Sister Mingyue would actually fall into the boundless sea.

Moreover, she also became the saint of Penglai.

Recalling what he had heard recently about the deeds of Saint Qingyue of Penglai, Lingchu couldn't help but have doubts. According to the rumors, Senior Sister Mingyue should have become a disciple of Penglai almost immediately after the space collapsed and disappeared. She became the saint of Penglai again.

However, they are disciples of a sect and disciples of their master.

Even if the culture of the world of cultivation is not strict about apprenticeship, it is common for a monk to have many masters. After all, sometimes, the higher your cultivation level, the higher the level of monks you need to guide you. Sometimes, Monks are not omnipotent. Some are good at cultivation, some are good at alchemy, some are good at formations, some are good at weapon refining, and some are good at making talismans. It is common to learn different fields from different masters.

But sects are different. Once you choose a sect, no monk will join another sect unless you leave the sect.

Just like Lingchu, even if he agreed to Wuwangzhai, he only became a guest elder, that is, an elder in name only, and it was impossible to actually worship Wuwangzhai.

Even if Penglai is placed in the Eastern Continent, it is still a strong sect. If placed in the Boundless Sea, it will be the overlord of the Boundless Sea. It is impossible for such a sect to allow a monk who is not his disciple to become a saint.

In other words, Saint Qingyue must be a serious disciple of Penglai who has been initiated by the patriarch.

But this is impossible!

Lingchu subconsciously denied this guess. Such behavior was tantamount to betraying the master!

The senior sister Mingyue she knew would not be such a person.

So, is it just an amazing coincidence that Saint Qingyue is not Senior Sister Mingyue? This idea only appeared in his mind for a moment, and then was completely erased by Lingchu.

The appearance may be similar, the spiritual root may be the same, and the spirit body may be the same, but a person's eyes are not deceiving.

Saint Qingyue didn't find that line of sight, but Lingchu saw those eyes.

It was as cold as an icy lake, clear and waveless at first glance, but deep down in the eyes, it was as dark as a deep pool and a ravine, with no bottom visible. The moment they looked at each other, it seemed that they could penetrate people's hearts.

Just like when we first met him in the inn, he was as bright as moonlight, as rustling as ice and snow, and his eyes that were as frozen as the sea were unforgettable.

From the appearance of the shark at the auction, to meeting that Chu Changsheng, to now seeing Senior Sister Mingyue.

The whole thing was weird, as if there were a pair of invisible big hands pushing her to see the Penglai Saint of Qingyue.

Something was wrong with people and things were wrong, Lingchu sighed secretly in his heart.

Shark Man, Chu Changsheng, Changsheng Guest, Saint Qingyue, Senior Sister Mingyue, Penglai, Boundless Sea, Eastern Continent...

Countless thin threads are like dense spider silk, intertwined and intertwined, with no head or tail visible.