In the ethereal clouds, towers and jade buildings appear and disappear, like mirages.
One second, what appeared in the clouds was a jade pavilion. The next second, when I looked at it, it had turned into a palace.
From time to time, you can see peaks floating in the air. Each of these peaks has its own charm. Some peaks are beautiful and dangerous, some are solemn and solemn, and some are like supporting the sky, standing between heaven and earth.
But those seemed to be just phantoms. A beautiful butterfly flew by, the clouds moved, and the images of beautiful buildings and mountains disappeared.
Above the sea of clouds in the sky, there was a small boat moving forward slowly. There was a man standing on the bow of the boat. His white clothes were slightly fluttering with the clouds. His long hair, like ice and snow, hung behind him without any waves.
He has a handsome face, with a pair of crystal-like dragon horns on his head. Although he is handsome, he is not as sharp-edged as ordinary handsome men. The lines of his face are relatively soft, giving people a gentle feeling.
As the boat approached the mirage-like clouds, it saw a jade tower gradually emerging from the clouds, with butterflies flying out of the jade tower.
The butterflies that seemed like phantoms gradually turned into real entities. Their wings flapped and spread the clouds like veils, making the illusory jade tower behind the clouds more and more real.
The boat under the man in white has stopped, and he is staring at the Jade Tower calmly. On the plaque of the Jade Tower, there are two words engraved on it that seem to be untouched by the worldly atmosphere.
"Xiandu." The man in white silently read out the words on the plaque of the Jade Tower, with a strange look in his eyes, which seemed to be admiring, but also seemed to be a little different.
"Immortals only have one thought. People in the world only know how to seek immortality, but they don't know that immortality is already on the other side. It's just that people are ignorant and don't know how to cross by themselves." A woman's voice came from the Immortal Crossing Jade Tower.
"Wang Mingyuan, the Dragon King of the Eight Tribes, has been summoned to pay homage. I wonder which immortal of the Immortal Clan you are?" Wang Mingyuan said with his hands on his chest, his long sleeves hanging down, and a slight salute.
The woman in the Xiandu Jade Tower seemed not to hear his words, and said to herself: "Is Zhou Wen your disciple?"
"Yes." Wang Mingyuan replied calmly.
"Where did he get the artistic conception of Daluo Zhenxian?" the woman asked again.
"Teach yourself." Wang Mingyuan still looked so gentle.
"Even among the immortals, it is rare to be able to comprehend the Da Luo True Immortal's artistic conception. A mortal human being, do you think he can comprehend the Da Luo's True Immortal's artistic conception?" The woman's voice was a little chilly.
"I have never taught him. If he didn't realize it by himself, I don't know how he would learn it." Wang Mingyuan said.
"If you can teach Daluo the true immortal mood, then our immortal clan will respect you as our teacher." The woman's voice became even colder.
"I don't dare." Ming Yuan bowed slightly, his eyebrows lowered but his waist was not bent.
"Go and bring Zhou Wen to the Immortal Clan." The woman's voice came again.
"Can I ask the Immortal Lord why you want him to come to the Immortal Clan?" Wang Mingyuan had no intention of leaving and asked as he looked at the Xiandu Jade Tower.
"If I said I wanted to kill him, would you bring him here?" The woman seemed to be born to be an indifferent person, and her voice had an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.
"No, but I know that Immortal Lord will not kill him. It doesn't take that much trouble to kill him." Wang Mingyuan said.
"You know I won't kill him, but you still said no. Do you think that because I have a good temper, I won't really kill you?" Along with the woman's voice, there seemed to be infinite power surging from the Xiandu Jade Tower. Out, like invisible threads, bound Wang Mingyuan's body.
The clothes on Wang Mingyuan's body were immediately cut into cracks by the invisible silk threads, which were close to his skin. There was even an invisible silk thread that was already wrapped around his neck. Just touching the skin, it was like Cut open the jade-like skin, and a little blood spilled out.
It seemed that with just one thought from that woman, Wang Mingyuan's head would leave his body forever.
"I don't mean to offend, I just want the Immortal Master to know that I am a teacher and have been trained by my contemporary disciples." Wang Mingyuan's expression remained as calm as before, and that tenderness seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones. Even if he cut off his head, it would be difficult to let him go. Became ferocious.
The invisible threads suddenly retracted, but then suddenly dispersed, as if they had never existed like a mirage in the clouds.
"The road to the immortal world has gradually opened. There is no way to stop it in this world. Thousands of races are fighting for saints. Our clan also needs a human saint son. Go ahead and bring Zhou Wen to the immortal clan. As long as he is the saint son of our clan, ten The matter between Quan Sword Immortal and Crazy Sword Immortal will be wiped out."
The Xiandu Jade Tower gradually disappeared among the clouds, transformed from substance into nothingness, and finally disappeared like a phantom, with only a woman's voice echoing above the sea of clouds.
"Wang Mingyuan...Farewell..." Wang Mingyuan bowed slightly, turned around on the boat, and looked at the ethereal sea of clouds, with a smile seemingly rippling in his eyes.
Zhou Wen continued to explore the star palace and entered the seventh star palace.
The Seventh Star of the Big Dipper is Fluctuating Light, and its Star Lord is Po Jun. It is said that he is a very murderous Star Lord. According to legend, he is a very destructive existence like the Seven Killing Stars.
However, after meeting Wuqu Xingjun, Zhou Wen still had great doubts about whether Pojun Xingjun was the kind of Xingjun with serious murderous intentions.
After teleporting into the realm of Fluctuating Light Dimension, I immediately saw the Fluctuating Light Star Palace. The Star Palace looked unexpectedly normal. A serious star palace stood in the sun-like halo.
From Zhou Wen's location to the front of the Yaoguang Star Palace, there are long steps that look like stairs leading to heaven.
Zhou Wen stepped onto the stairs and walked towards the Shaking Light Star Palace, but soon he discovered that the energy in his body was losing rapidly.
Zhou Wen increased his speed and sprinted towards the gate of the Star Palace. However, the faster he rushed, the faster his energy was lost. Before he reached the halfway point, nearly half of his energy was already lost.
Zhou Wen frowned slightly and used space teleportation to reach the end of the steps and the gate of the Shaking Light Star Palace.
But when he teleported out, he felt that the energy in his body had become empty, not even a drop was left. His legs were a little weak, and he almost fell to the ground without standing firm.
Fortunately, even if he lost his vitality, Zhou Wen's physical fitness was already quite strong. He stood firm and looked at the gate of Yaoguang Star Palace, feeling slightly surprised: "As expected of the last one from the Big Dipper, who has not yet entered the Star Palace. , the vitality will be destroyed."
Zhou Wen is already trying to restore his own vitality. His vitality recovers very quickly, but here, as long as there is a trace of vitality in his body, it will be lost immediately and cannot be stored at all.
