The fair-skinned and handsome young monk left the Blood River Palace, turned around and walked towards another palace that looked like a jade palace.
When the maid in front of the palace, who was wearing brocade clothes and sleeves and wearing jingle bells, saw him approaching, she leaned down like weeds bending in the wind and shouted: "I have seen Wang Langjun."
The pile of buns looks like green clouds, making her look extremely beautiful.
He seemed to enjoy such respect very much. He walked proudly into the palace, but after crossing the threshold, he suddenly transformed into the meek demeanor of a weak boy.
The treasures in the palace were scattered all over the floor, and the furs of various rare and exotic animals were constantly being laid out. As the young monk walked, the endless treasure light could not be seen, and everything was half-hidden under the heavy curtains.
"Palace Master, Yingchi said that he has been busy allocating places in the secret realm these past few days and has not yet started to explore the old cultivator." He opened the curtain and walked in slowly, bending down like an ear of rice and kneeling in front of the collapse.
"Is it?"
Protruding from the cinnabar-like red silk brocade is an arm that is whiter and plumper than suet chalcedony. There are various emeralds, gold and jade on it. It jingles as it is waved, but it cannot match the beauty of the arm itself. Hue is half the difference. She put her jade hand on the young monk's forehead, her fingers were as white as green onions, and pinched a little pink on the tip, which was as soft as boneless.
The hand tapped on the skull a few times, scaring the young monk so much that he didn't dare to breathe. Fortunately, after a few breaths, it slid from the top of his head to his face: "Ying is used to being a sneaky person. This It was me who lost my mind when I left the matter to him."
"How can the Palace Master be at fault? It is all the elders who are at fault. One by one, they are blaming each other. The corpses are eating nothing, and the flies are fighting for dogs... The prosperity of Chishen Palace now must be attributed to you, Palace Master."
"You are good." The plump jade arms retracted and lifted up the red curtain. A face as beautiful as a hibiscus and as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow appeared in front of the young monk. She was quite agreeable to the agreement, with a hint of coquettishness on her round face. An ordinary smile, with two green eyebrows, a skin as white as jade, and eyes as green as waves.
Realizing that she was in a good mood, the young monk dared to take a breath. He raised his eyes slightly to look at the curve of the woman's lips. Suddenly, his heart moved. He knelt on the ground and leaned forward. He put his hands on the edge of the collapse and tentatively said: : "Palace Master, I heard that Na Yingye has sent seven disciples into the secret realm."
"Well, I ordered you to go down half a month ago. If you don't go in now, the opportunity of this ten-day period will be wasted." The Lord of Chishen Palace half-squinted his eyes, turned sideways to support his head with his hands, and covered his hair with black hair hanging from his ears. Half of the cheek.
Seeing this, the young monk quickly bowed forward with a smile, put her hanging hair behind her ears, and whispered softly: "I heard that the treasure inheritance in the secret realm is countless, and all the disciples who enter it have become I have been with the Palace Master for a long time, but I have never taken a closer look at this talented person who is the mainstay of the sect."
As he spoke, he held the ivory-carved jade hand of the Lord of the Red God Palace and squeezed it slowly and gently: "I also know that my talent is mediocre, and there are only seven places in the secret realm every year, so it is not my turn... What Yan Gui wants is to be by the palace master's side for a long time, and I hope you can fulfill this wish."
Cultivator Fenxuan has a lifespan of five hundred, and the master of the Red God Palace is extremely talented. He is only over two hundred years old now. Although Wang Yangui has the same lifespan as her, Ningyuan only has a lifespan of three hundred. If he wants to be with her for a long time, other than looking for those treasures that can extend his life. There is only one way to break through Fenxuan.
Therefore, just after a second thought, the deep meaning of Wang Yangui's words became clear to the heart of the Red God Palace Master. She pulled the fair and handsome face in front of her and said softly: "Wang Lang, you and I have known each other since childhood, but unfortunately we were separated halfway. It’s not easy to meet again. I found the tortoise shell elixir for you to extend your life by twenty years, and I devoted all my efforts to help you break through Condensation Yuan, but what’s the harm in having a place in the secret realm?”
Wang Yangui was almost ecstatic and wanted to kneel down and thank him, but was stopped by the jade arm: "Wang Lang, this is the last time..."
The Lord of the Red God Palace seemed to be extremely tired. He waved the curtain down and turned over to face inside, leaving Wang Yangui half-bent and not knowing what was going on.
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When Gu Zhaochun entered it due to the force of attraction, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be isolated, and he felt as if there was nothing on all sides.
After she swallowed the spirit knot Gu, the power of her soul was far greater than that of monks of the same level, but she rarely encountered such a situation. With the thought of being able to stop with silence and use his skills as soon as he saw them, Zhao Shun calmed down in a moment, summoned Changjin into his hand, and moved the body-protecting sword around his body.
After about an hour or two, the misty scene in front of us dissipated.
Even Zhao Chun couldn't help but be stunned by the scenery that appeared in his eyes.
The river rushes through the mountains above our heads, and the majestic sound of the waves comes from the sky. The shadows of trees and fallen flowers are colorful, like stars gathered on the dome. When I look down, I realize that I am actually standing on the dome. In the vast sea of clouds, I didn't notice it immediately because I was walking on flat ground.
The earth is the sky and the sky is the earth. In this strange world that is upside down and confusing, the broken spiritual veins are like swimming fish, passing by Zhao Chun's side deftly. When touched with his hand, they seem to be nothingness and disintegrate. The broken shadow was broken in the hand. After removing the hand, the broken shadow condensed back to its original shape.
"Flowers in the mirror, or the moon in the water." Zhao Shun murmured. Qu Yitang's words before entering this world may be the reason why the spiritual veins of Mize Lake were broken, but it became more and more profound in her heart.
The strange thing is that in front of us is clearly an endless sea of clouds without any cover. The other six Yuan Ning Yuan monks who entered it together with Zhao Shun are now nowhere to be seen...
She quickly formed a seal with her hands, and her whole body fell towards the mountains and rivers as if falling. The world seemed to be turned upside down. When Zhao Xuan stepped on the ground that should have been solid, he suddenly found that there was a touch of ethereal clouds under his feet.
"You will gain nothing if you stop here. You have to move forward and explore." She stood up and walked in the air. As she walked, she raised her eyes and looked around. On the lush ground, there were almost lush flowers and plants growing. Several plants The elixir, which is considered precious in the small world, is hidden in the greenery and moves with the wind.
Suddenly, she stopped and frowned!
"This is..." Zhao Shun stepped forward in two steps and used his true energy to brush aside the bushes that were half a man tall. Inside, there was an elixir with delicate roots and black and white arc-shaped leaves like human faces growing on both sides.
Huangjie elixir, the impermanent flower!
This substance has extraordinary effects and can be used as an auxiliary drug to be added to elixirs to purify the medicinal properties and keep the finished elixirs at top quality!
However, Huang-level elixirs can only be effective in elixirs of the Huang-level and below, which are not very rare for Zhao Shun. Moreover, on the rhizome of the Impermanent Flower in front of him, the two black and white buds have not yet bloomed. It can be said that It is not mature yet, and it is useless to take it.
So what made her focus was the rotten flower stem between the two buds.
After the Impermanence Flower is picked, the flower stem will completely turn into sap in a quarter of an hour, and then flow to the root system to become nutrients for other flowers. The three-quarters of the flower stem will be rotten in front of you, which means that someone has come and is there. Left less than a quarter of an hour ago!
"It will never be a person from Zhongxiao!"
