Less than half an hour later, Cao Yi, who was motionless in the shrine, suddenly emitted a bright light, like a burning sun.
Jiang's exclamation came from outside, and then nothing happened.
After a moment, the bright light dimmed, and two figures appeared. One was wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, with a natural and indifferent temperament, full of fairy spirit, and the other was wearing a black robe, with a sharp temperament, like a sharp sword.
"Fortunately, there are peach trees, otherwise it would not be possible to condense the incarnation so quickly."
The figure wearing a sky blue robe, or rather Cao Yi, said to himself.
Just now, he used the method of converting three pure states into one energy to condense the first incarnation. Because he had not practiced for a long time and failed many times, he had an idea and got a spiritual object like the powerful Yelv Zhigu - the blessing of the flat peach tree. The effect was good. .
The figure in black robe turned around.
When their eyes met, Cao Yi felt as if he were looking into a mirror.
There was a soft hum from outside. Needless to say, Ms. Jiang, who had fainted just now, was about to wake up.
With a thought in Cao Yi's mind, the incarnation disappeared, leaving only a peach tree that had become much smaller.
"Taoist Priest, what happened?"
Jiang's voice came from outside.
Cao Yi appeared in the courtyard in a flash.
Jiang, who was looking towards the shrine, was startled.
Cao Yi ignored her and cast his gaze into the void.
At the same time, the void fluctuated, like water ripples. Then, the space tore open, and the sword master walked out with his hands behind his back.
"Senior brother, it doesn't look like you came here to invite me specially."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
The sword master did not smile, and said with worry in his eyebrows: "Junior brother, do you still remember Jiumokong who fought with you the day before yesterday?"
"certainly"
Cao Yi nodded.
Then, he said: "He sneaked in."
The Sword Master nodded and said: "This person's cultivation level is extremely high. After getting the four spirit beads, his cultivation level is even more unfathomable. If he makes trouble, the monastic conference will probably turn into a joke."
Cao Yi was not surprised at all that the sword master not only knew about the last fight, but also knew that Jiumokong had four spiritual beads.
With his cultivation as a sword master and his status as the spokesperson of the God Realm, it was impossible to hide what happened under his nose.
"Junior brother, do you have any ideas?"
The sword master's voice sounded again.
After thinking for a while, Cao Yi said: "Jiu Mokong has four spiritual beads by his side, and he has learned the Five Spirit Immortal Techniques. He doesn't want others to find him too easily. For now, the only way is to wait until he can't help himself. Jumping out, with his competitive personality, Pindao believes he won't be able to endure it for long."
After the sword master was silent for a while, he said: "This is the only way."
"Why don't you see Senior Brother Mo?"
Cao Yi thought of Jiujianxian.
Ordinarily, in a grand gathering like the Monastic Conference, Jiujianxian, as the head disciple, the second best in Shushan should come out and show off.
"He said that if you don't make a big step forward in your cultivation, you will never leave."
The sword master said.
Cao Yi smiled, turned to Mrs. Jiang and said, "I will come back as soon as I go."
After saying that, he summoned the Red Sky Sword and flew into the sky with the sword.
Ms. Jiang looked up at the blue sky, with a trace of yearning on her face.
Not long after flying, Cao Yi and the Sword Master arrived in front of the fairy island in the center of Shushan Mountain.
From time to time, Shushan disciples would ride flying swords and carry guests to the island.
"Head"
"Head"
…
The Shushan disciples who saw the Sword Master saluted one after another.
"Head of Yin"
"Head of Yin"
…
The guests on Feijian also saluted.
The Sword Master nodded towards his disciples, looked at the guests, cupped his hands and said: "Master Zhou, Sect Leader Zhang...Master Qianye, long time no see."
"Who is this?"
Some guests looked at Cao Yi doubtfully.
"This is my junior brother, Cao Yi, whose Taoist name is Xuan Xinzi."
Introduction to Juggernaut.
Hearing this, not only the guests were confused, but the Shushan disciples were also confused. The previous generation of masters had been ascending for decades, so why did a disciple suddenly appear, who didn't look very old?
The sword master saw this and explained briefly.
After Shushan disciples figured it out, the guests saluted and said hello.
Cao Yi also returned the gift politely.
"open"
The sword master waved his hand casually.
The formation protecting the central fairy island is opened.
A group of people flew in.
Cao Yi raised his eyes and saw that a magnificent river divided the entire fairy island into two parts. The apes on both sides of the river could not stop crying. Hundreds of bamboo rafts on the river were swimming upstream.
Most of the people standing above have extraordinary cultivation, and some of them are not even inferior to the Jiu Sword Immortal.
Suddenly, a force that restricted flight came.
Cao Yi immediately understood the reason why these people who participated in the monastic conference did not choose to fly, but chose to go boating.
He immediately landed on an empty bamboo raft.
The Juggernaut also landed.
Shushan disciples, guests, the same.
"There are many powerful strange beasts raised in the mountains and forests on both sides. In order to prevent them from doing evil, many formations are set up to prohibit flying."
Juggernaut explained.
Cao Yi glanced at the mountain forest and then looked back.
This big river seems to have no end in sight, but it is nothing in front of the absolute retrograde speed of everyone.
It didn't take long for Cao Yi, Sword Master and the others to pass through dozens of high mountains and ravines, and several large stretches of desolate land without human habitation, before arriving at the foot of an unattainable mountain peak.
Thousand-foot waterfalls are constantly falling from above, with extraordinary momentum.
On dozens of mountain peaks in the distance, dozens of hundred-foot-high waterfalls were pouring down all the time.
Together they form this great river.
"The power that imprisoned flight is gone"
A guest said.
"Go up"
"Go up"
…
Others spoke.
Before the words could even be finished, these people flew towards the golden summit at the top of the mountain.
Cao Yi and Sword Master arrived first.
There are many ancient buildings in Jinding, with carved beams and paintings, springs can be seen everywhere, and there are so many pavilions that you can’t see them. All kinds of strange stones are like beautiful flowers, and all kinds of precious flowers, plants and trees are planted in the corners like the most ordinary things.
The lavender light envelopes the entire Golden Dome, adding a mysterious and noble temperament to the beautiful Golden Dome.
"Everyone, please come this way"
The Shushan disciples led the guests to a group of pavilions.
After a while, only Cao Yi and the Sword Master remained in their place.
"Junior brother, I have a feeling that Jiumokong has arrived."
The sword master sent a divine message.
"arrive?"
Cao Yi frowned slightly, activated his fiery eyes, and scanned the pavilions and pavilions with his eyes like torches.
After a moment, it stopped.
"Is there any harvest?"
The sword master sent another divine thought.
"No"
Cao Yi shook his head.
Then, he added: "Maybe he used four spiritual beads to completely hide his true colors."
After thinking for a while, the Juggernaut said, "You stay here while I look around."
Cao Yi nodded.
The sword master turned into a rainbow and rushed out of the central fairy island.
"It's no longer appropriate for people from the martial arts world to be here. Mortals should also be allowed in."
"The monastic conference is becoming more and more like child's play."
…
Several dissatisfied voices came from the pavilions.
