Among the six people traveling together, no one recognized Pei Xihe except for the previous conflict with Xu Xun. Even though they had known each other by name before, they were not familiar with each other.
At this moment, Immortal Shuo Li raised his eyelids, glanced at Pei Xihe, then closed his eyes and crossed his legs in the air, looking like a master.
Song Qingge and Mu Mayi were chatting and joking, obviously getting along well with each other, while the other four were standing or sitting, quietly concentrating, waiting for the day when this opportunity would come.
Pei Xihe is not tired of getting along like this. After all, if monks who have never met before can hit it off, it is just superficial.
She was too lazy to spend her time socializing like this.
Pei Xihe took out a gray cloth futon from the storage mustard seeds, then sat on it, closed his eyes, and deduced in his mind the method of the rotation of the five elements previously taught by Master Houtu, which was the same as the secret technique "" "Changhe" reflect each other.
Her magic power is pure and mellow, born from the fusion of three supreme Taoist scriptures. It has the magical charm of the origin of heaven and earth, the primordial energy. The heavenly spirit root is a blessing, but its affiliation can no longer limit Taoist practice.
And the soul of Pei Xihejiang is sitting upright in the palace, and the Yin Palace embedded in the soul emits a faint dark gray light, like a mist, all the aura is restrained, even Shuo Li can't see the atmosphere in her body. .
On the other hand, a few people around him were somewhat interested in him. Song Qingge had a nonchalant temperament. Looking at Pei Xihe, he wanted to talk to her, but he thought that she was already meditating, so he gave up.
Muma Yi next to her had a change of color in her eyes, revealing some thoughts, but they quickly disappeared.
Xu Xun looked at it but laughed in his heart, secretly thinking that it was a waste after all to give this female cultivator the second level of immortality.
The 'Thousand Dragons Flying Island' will be crowded with immortals, and the cultivators in the immortal realm may not have smooth sailing. It is hard to say that the Shuoli Academy Officer will be able to protect them safely.
Immortals like him, who are in the Sixth Realm, need to be careful. What if Zhao Fuxi, who is only in the Second Realm, is practicing hard now? But improvising only adds to the laughing stock.
Pei Xihe didn't care about what others were thinking, he just ran the Taoist scriptures peacefully, evolved the mysteries contained in them, secretly deduced the changes, and waited for the day when this divine spiritual boat would set sail.
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The sky is clear and the air is clear, and the wind is gentle and gentle.
The big boat hanging in the sky suddenly trembled, and the long sail that seemed to be made of shark's silk rippled, and the clear silver light escaped, just like the waves of the silver sea.
Formation waves surged on both sides of the huge black-gold hull, and there were magnificent patterns flashing on the sides. They were smooth and natural, echoing the aura of the heaven and earth, pushing away the air waves, and sailing freely.
The monks living on the deck all came back to their senses from waiting quietly.
Shuo Li was dressed in a black robe that was blowing in the wind, and an indescribable look appeared on his old face. He crossed his legs in the air, put two fingers of his right hand together, raised a little gray dot, and suddenly pointed toward the sky.
The surge of mana turned into a magnificent pillar of light. At the same time, six other torrents of mana burst out from the academic officer at the same time, converging at one point and falling into the core of the divine spirit boat.
The seven Immortal Academic Officers solemnized their faces at the same time, and their magic power was integrated into their voices, reaching the ears of each academician.
"Qianlong Feiyu, today, at this moment, set sail!"
However, he saw a Bagua formation disk outlined at the end of the giant boat, and the space in front of him was torn open with a huge gap filled with nothingness and black ash.
Pei Xihe stared at the black and gray with his golden eyes, feeling that this was similar to the art of traveling on a virtual journey in "Eighteen Poems on Blowing Dreams".
And she also said together with the monks around her: "Bachelors must obey the orders of the academic officials, not to lose the prestige of the Imperial Academy, and to uphold the name of the great cadres!"
However, the words passed by the Immortal Puppet, but with forty-nine people speaking out at the same time, it really had a somewhat inspiring effect.
The Eight Treasures Fighting Boat flew into the cracks in the void and headed towards Longyu.
Divine objects are rare, and their inherent power is even more extraordinary. Unless they are contracted as their own destiny, even if they are cultivating in the Celestial Realm, it is difficult to display their full power, and because the magic power cannot actually nourish them perfectly, there is a possibility of being severely damaged. It is also growth.
But now, with the magic power of seven immortal monks as its source, the divine object left here as fast as the wind, with the sound of thunder, and turned into a wisp of black gold light and shadow.
A layer of pale white light emerged, and fine black gold runes were scattered on it, condensing into the appearance of eight treasures, such as jade, bamboo basket, short flute, crutches, etc. This meant that the turbulent current could not disturb them at all.
Song Qingge couldn't hide her excitement on her face, and her eyes were full of joy.
"Senior Sister Mu, Thousand Dragons Flying Island is finally open this time."
Mu Mayi entered the Imperial Academy in the same generation as her, but her talent was a bit stronger. After six hundred years of trials, she was successfully promoted to a "celestial" bachelor. She also received an extraordinary blessing and has now reached the eighth level of heavenly immortal. I am going further on the road to immortality, so I call out to my senior sister.
At this moment, Muma Yi held a jade fan and opened it with a wave of her hand. She saw a majestic picture of mountains and rivers, painted in ink and wash.
Her eyebrows were clear and she said with a slight smile: "It's just right."
Mu Mayi looked at the female cultivator in gold clothes on one side. The others were already somewhat familiar, except for Zhao Fuxi, who was here for the first time.
The cultivation level of the second realm is indeed a bit low, but maybe there is something extraordinary hidden in it?
She smiled and said: "Does Fellow Daoist Zhao want to find the Dragon Blood Essence Stone like me this time?"
This is not false, but of course what Mu Mayi wants is the dragon bones that may be left behind by the real dragon, or other remnants, so that they can understand the magical power of this clan, which will be of great benefit to their practice.
Hearing her words, Pei Xihe looked sideways and nodded.
"Dragon Blood Essence Stone can cleanse the immortal body and solidify the foundation of the immortal way. How could you not want it?"
When Mu Mayi heard this, her eyes changed, and her smile couldn't help but become more genuine. She nodded and said nothing.
Song Qingge smiled and said: "Then we have to take care of each other and cooperate sincerely."
"When the time comes, we can rely on the seven-star jade to sense each other. Even if there are thousands of flying dragon islands, we will definitely be able to gather within ten days. By then, the seven of us will join forces and join up with the master, and we will definitely be able to kill everyone!"
She has bright eyes and bright eyes, but she is wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket, showing a bit of simplicity. She is smiling at the moment, which makes people feel warm and happy just looking at her.
Pei Xihe thought to himself, that may not be the case.
Except for her, the seven of them had the lowest cultivation level of the sixth realm. Now, except for Mu Mayi and Song Qingge, who showed some kindness to themselves, the other four people must have only felt that they were a burden.
As she expected, except for Mu Mayi who rubbed her hair, causing her two ponytails to dangle, the other monks did not answer the question. Academician Shuo Li raised one eyelid and glanced at it, and then continued Close your eyes and meditate.
Pei Xihe was not upset, his face remained calm, and he also had his own thoughts and considerations in his heart.
But suddenly, her expression suddenly changed. She was still in the void crack, but she saw a large area of scarlet pouring out of the black gray.
Looking up, I saw a bloody full moon hanging high in the sky!
(End of chapter)
