"This ...... How is this possible?"

Yu Qingzhu was a little out of shape in an instant, and her beautiful face showed great surprise, although she still had doubts in her heart, but when she reached her realm, she would not have such violent mental fluctuations under normal circumstances, the saint realm could actually control the order of Kyushu, and only the change of order would make them react so much, that is to say, the appearance of this young man in front of him had touched the order of the Kyushu continent.

Yuqingzhu no longer has the tranquility and elegance of the beginning, suddenly stood up, the breath of the whole body rippled, the goose-yellow long skirt continued to roll and flutter, and the snow-white bare feet stepped on the bamboo floor, as if stepping on the water out of thin air, and circles of colorful ripples continued to ripple.

Her heart is completely messed up!

She can say everything about Kyushu, and she naturally knows the ancient legends of the Nine Heavens and Eight Divisions outside Kyushu, but for hundreds of millions of years, countless saints have been born during this period, but no one has ever left the Kyushu Continent, even if it is the legendary land of eight pillars that can reach the sky, she has entered it several times, but she has almost found nothing except for the endless crisis.

But this young man said that he came from outside the world, and this statement was at least five points possible, otherwise it would not cause a fluctuation in the order.

And five points may be a hundred percent truth for their kind of realm, unless this young man's realm is higher than her, but this is obviously impossible, because she almost can't feel the existence of any order power from Yang Ling.

Yuqingzhu was wrapped in a faint fragrant wind, like a fairy floating around in the room, obviously confused.

The wind and the wind are a little overwhelmed, like sitting on pins and needles.

Yang Ling was indifferent, slowly tasted Hsinchu tea, felt good, and poured himself a cup after drinking.

The big monkey didn't look like a monkey at all, sitting motionless beside Yang Ling like a stone, with a hat and no expression to see.

Through the understanding of the past few days, Yang Ling already roughly knew that the difference between this Kyushu continent and the world he lived in outside was very big, and the cultivation level here was the seven levels of Qi Training, Enlightenment, Gathering Spirit, Yuan Infant, Mahayana, Immortal, and Sage, of course, there were some small realms in the middle, but it was also an unwritten distinction level in the cultivation world, and this division of levels was similar to the cultivation level that Yang Ling had known before, and the most incredible thing for Yang Ling was that the monks here did not comprehend the rules, but constantly mastered a power called order。

And order, Yang Ling listened to Feng Jingzi explain, everything in heaven and earth is in order, so Yang Ling believes that order should also be rules, according to his guess about the strong density of rules in Kyushu, order should be more powerful than Mystery.

In the Kyushu Continent, if you comprehend the power of order and open the door to order, you will be able to set foot in the Holy Realm.

Now in the world I live in, I can only cultivate to the Xuan Realm, which is probably the immortal realm here, as for the cultivation of saints, there seems to be no clue, it is said that no one has broken through the holy realm for tens of billions of years.

"In this way, it should be that the power of order cannot be felt in the Xuan Realm, maybe the order has disappeared?"

Yang Ling couldn't help muttering, and Yu Qingzhu, who had been walking around, suddenly stopped and landed in front of Yang Ling, with a faint fragrant wind, the drumming breath lifted the skirt of the long skirt and gently brushed Yang Ling's face, Yang Ling couldn't help but raise his head, and went up along the snow-white naked calves, and saw two more snow-white and flawless thighs.

Well, Yang Ling couldn't help pinching his nose, and Yu Qingzhu didn't seem to notice anything, but looked at Yang Ling condescendingly with a pair of beautiful eyes and said, "Yang Ling, I want to go to the Land of Eight Pillars with you!"

Yang Ling felt that he might not be able to help but have a nosebleed if he continued to sit like this, so he also put down the teacup and stood up with a faint smile and said: "Yes, but you can't spread anything that happens inside, and this matter must be kept secret, I don't want anyone to sabotage it until I get the exact result." ”

"Okay, I promise you!" Yu Qingzhu showed a relieved smile on his face.

Half a month later, in the westernmost mountain of the western boundary of Yizhou in Kyushu, a blue light flew out from a canyon, blinking into a huge bamboo flute 100 meters long, above the bamboo flute, the first is a beautiful woman wearing a goose yellow dress fluttering like a fairy, and there are two men and a woman standing behind, the man is Yang Ling and Feng Jingzi, the woman Ruomo is fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a light green long skirt, in addition to the breath, the posture is not under the woman in the yellow skirt, it is Yu Qingzhu's apprentice Yu Xiaoxiao.

"Thousands of miles away from the depths of the mountain is the entrance to the land of the Eight Pillars in Yizhou, our Yu family has never participated in the battle between the Holy Gate and the family, nor in the management of the land of the Eight Pillars, so we go in to say hello to the Tujia, although Qingzhu has set foot in the Holy Realm, but the status is low in the Holy Gate, there are the saints of the Tujia family guarding here, and a few people will not make people suspicious!"

"Qingzhu Daoyou don't worry!" Feng Jingzi hurriedly agreed, and Yang Ling only nodded slightly, of course he can't afford to provoke a saint, he is the best at being a stuffy gourd.

And here, the arrival of several people may have been noticed by the saint, so Yu Qingzhu is not too public, the huge bamboo flute is like a flying boat, floating in the air and slowly going to the destination, the surrounding mountains are undulating and the peaks are lined up, and the mountains are layered on top of each other, the more the mountains are towering, facing the mountain wind, the long skirt is attached to the Yuqing bamboo, whirring and fluttering, revealing the concave and convex temptation posture.

Twenty minutes later, a steep mountain rises up in front of the sky, a huge stone gate appears on the mountain wall like a knife and axe cutting 10,000 meters high, a halo like water in the center of the stone gate continues to ripple, and the top of the stone gate is engraved with two ancient seal characters of "open soil".

The bamboo flute slowly stopped 10,000 meters away from Shimen.

"Yu Qingzhu of the Middle Earth Yu family has come to meet Mo Yuan's senior!" Yu Qingzhu rushed forward with a slight blessing.

"Hahahaha~" With a hearty laugh, the void swayed, and a burly middle-aged man in a gray robe suddenly appeared out of thin air, with gray hair tied behind his head at will, a wooden hairpin obliquely inserted on the top of his head, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he smiled at Yu Qingzhu: "I said why don't you think about tea these days, it turns out that Qingzhu Daoyou is here, I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and the fairy has grown more handsome!"

Uh! Yang Ling had a few black lines floating on his forehead, which didn't tell that the old man was terrifying and not a good bird, and he began to flirt with beautiful women as soon as they met.

Yu Qingzhu smiled and said, "Senior Mo Yuan praised it, Qingzhu is ashamed!"

"Dare to be a daring person, who dares to say that you are not beautiful, the old man will beat him!" the middle-aged man continued to praise shamelessly.