Qiong Ming felt sad in his heart and really regretted his previous words.
Everyone of the same generation knows that Peng Zhen is very thick-skinned and always has a mysterious confidence.
That is to say, the Taoist couple in this person's mouth have the same temperament and pursue each other, so they end up in the same place.
It’s true that every broken pot has its own broken lid, and the bastard has his own mung bean love!
She snorted coldly, turned away, and said no more words.
And Peng Zhen clicked his tongue twice, with a subtle expression on his face.
"I understand, I understand, playing hard to get! Huh! You still want to use such clumsy means to plot against me? I can see through it!"
This Qiongming Immortal couldn't bear it anymore. A moon mark appeared vaguely between his eyebrows, shining with an extraordinary cold light. He was about to kill the old man, but he turned his head and looked at another place.
"I didn't expect that the three of us would be gathered in the Fairyland on this small island."
The voice of the visitor was clear and clear, with a hint of youthful vigor. If I hadn't known the details, I would have thought he was a very handsome young man.
This old thing has lived for hundreds of thousands of years!
The third Supreme Immortal Monk arrived here and saw that he had a handsome posture, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. There were faint ripples on his silver-gray clothes embroidered with bamboo and white cranes, and his movements were chic.
The accumulated stones are like jade, the rows of pines are like green emeralds, and the beauty is unique and unique in the world.
Peng Zhen snorted coldly and muttered: "Peacock."
In terms of age, this person is the eldest among the three of them. It is so shameless that he chose to look like a young man when he transformed into an immortal.
Never stop!
Qiong Ming's complexion softened slightly, and the twinkling moon mark between his eyebrows dimmed until it disappeared.
She cupped her hands and said, "Shangxian Kuichuan is also interested in the dragon chick?"
This Kuichuan comes from the large rock vein of Cangshan Mountain in Anxu Blessed Land, and its cultivation is extraordinary. Peng Zhen came from the Kunlun Immortal Sect, and Qiong Ming learned from Qiuyue Donglian.
The latter two sects paid a heavy price so that they could go straight to the junction of the Daqian Dynasty and the Anxu Paradise to search for traces of the dragon hatchlings.
The dragon roared in seven tones, but they all knew that only one of them was the real dragon chick, so for a while they felt somewhat competitive with each other.
At this moment, Peng Zhen sighed.
"Okay, I came here earlier than you. I searched everything and didn't find any whereabouts. I only saw the dragon blood essence stone. Do you still want to compete with the juniors in the fairyland?"
This is naturally unnecessary.
This thing is of little benefit to them and looks like a useless thing. If they really want to take it from the hands of the younger generation, they will lose their status.
Na Kuichuan said: "We also need one or two fine stones."
"When I came here, I happened to see a monk looking for the Dragon Blood Essence Stone and opening the altar, so that he could leave the island here and go elsewhere."
He reminded with a smile, seemingly not determined to win the dragon chick.
Qiong Ming frowned, nodded slightly, thanked him for his confession, and then she disappeared and left the place.
Peng Zhen turned away and disappeared into the clouds, without even saying thanks.
Kuichuan fell on the spot with a thought-provoking smile.
…
Time passes by like a shuttle.
Eleven days passed in the blink of an eye. After asking for the attention of the mysterious immortal monk, Pei Xihe urged the "Eighteen Poems on Blowing Dreams" to seize the Dragon Blood Essence Stone, if there was any divine help.
She created a false path of her own, a step of thousands of miles, and there were no mountains or seas blocking her path. She also knew the place where every stone was hidden because of the mountain and river scrolls, so she was able to go anywhere without any disadvantages.
In eleven days, she had already jumped to more than 40 islands and found more than 3,000 dragon blood essence stones.
It was a pity that Pei Xihe got a few pieces from Ao Jiuze. He also discovered the existence of the altar and jumped to other islands. He failed to trap him on one island and told him to wait for the end of this opportunity. .
Now she found a lake and saw quite gorgeous lotus flowers blooming in the center of the lake.
Red, green, blue, white, different colors.
But there is only one golden lotus, from the lotus petals to the stem, it is like pure gold, shining in it, and full of spiritual energy.
Ao Huahua said proudly in the small space.
"How, but this is a third-grade elixir I raised from the leftover ambergris saliva."
"That Dragon Claw Golden Lotus is an excellent material for you and other heavenly monks to use to defeat the true form of the Dharma."
"Not bad right."
Pei Xihe nodded, it was indeed good.
The condensation of the Dharma body and the innate nature are based on the monk's understanding of the Tao and the foundation of the magic power. It is the unified expression of the root, inheritance and Taoism.
Then as the monk's realm improves, the increased mana will continue to nourish the true body of the law, but it can also collect the treasures of heaven and earth and smelt the essence, thus continuously endowing the original body with all kinds of mysterious powers.
I saw that the golden lotus petals are huge, the dark golden silk threads are smooth and natural, the stems are like dragon arms, and the flowers are spread out like dragon claws extending out.
If you can seize this Dragon Claw Golden Lotus, it may make your Dharma Body stronger and stronger, and use the true dragon energy in it to nourish the spirit of the Divine Crow hidden deep in your Dharma Body.
There was some burning heat in her heart, so she stepped into the sky and reached for the golden lotus.
Suddenly, changes occurred.
There was a strong wind howling and thundering.
I saw the tip of a long sword shooting straight towards Pei Xihe. The sharp point did not hit Mingmen. He probably wanted to force her back.
Pei Xihe's golden eyes flickered, and a round silver shield suddenly appeared beside her. The runes on it flashed, and her figure instantly disappeared on the spot.
She shrunk to an inch and came directly to the lotus. She stretched out her right hand and was about to seize it, but she came face to face with the master of the spear.
The slim figure of the silver-clad woman was a bit taller than that of an ordinary man. Her brows were full of excitement, and she seemed to be quite curious about Pei Xihe immediately getting rid of the spear attack and coming to the lotus.
I saw the female cultivator's silver clothes trembling, and suddenly a wave of mana surged, and the spear was turned upside down to kill.
Pei Xihe's brows were slightly cold, and a sky-light sword formed from the halo beside his body, fighting against the spear.
The platinum flaming pupils between her eyebrows opened, she cast the Burning Heaven Technique, and a beautiful pillar of fire flew out, and at the same time she transformed into a fire spirit and carried out killing actions.
And the female cultivator in silver made a palm with her backhand, and the majestic magic power condensed into a simple seal character in her palm. Pei Xihe looked at it with her golden eyes and found that it was "nothing".
Using the word "无" as a point, a gray and black color filled the air, forming a vortex that swallowed nothing. It actually involved the Burning Sky Fire Pillar and severed Pei Xihe's connection with it.
She looked horrified and prepared.
Pei Xihe's body technique was so exquisite that the round silver shield made of eighteen levels of Sumeru space shattered layer by layer under the bombardment of the female cultivator's magic power. By the time the thirteenth layer was damaged, she had already captured the dragon claw. Golden lotus!
She uprooted the golden lotus, and heard the roar of dragons. The dragon's energy came back, but Pei Xihe suppressed it with Shenwu's blood.
After putting the object into the Yin Palace, Pei Xihe turned his head and glanced at the female cultivator. The mana in his body surged rapidly, re-condensing the broken silver shield. The mana was exhausted, and his face couldn't help but look a little pale.
