The teleportation array is on the edge of a cliff, not far away is a bamboo house that is not too big, the bamboo house is surrounded by spirit flowers and plants, and there is a light fragrance floating in the air, such as orchids and plums, and a few spirit birds are dancing and playing in the bamboo forest, full of simple and natural atmosphere.

A beautiful girl in a pale green dress came out of the bamboo forest and saluted the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Shi, please go back, Master asked me to take guests in!"

The middle-aged man nodded and stopped talking, and with a slight clench of his fists, he turned around and stepped into the teleportation and disappeared.

"Elder Feng and the three guests come with me!" The girl turned around slightly, her posture swaying, and she had a natural quality that was independent of the world, as if she was fused with this bamboo forest.

Yang Ling followed behind and looked east and west, this mountain peak is like a bamboo piercing the sky, independent in the churning aura, the mountain wind blows, the surrounding sea of clouds floats, occasionally revealing a large area of endless reckless mountains, the sky is pure and far away and everything is quiet.

"It's a great place to retreat!"

Yang Ling sighed as he walked, if he could put a rocking chair on the edge of the cliff, he could lie comfortably on it until he died, but unfortunately he was a hard worker, so this idea was quickly strangled to death by the two villains who jumped out of his mind.

"Master, the guest has arrived!" the girl walked to the door of the bamboo house and bowed.

"Well, Xiaoxiao, you go make a pot of Lingzhu tea!" A beautiful voice came out of the bamboo house, and soon a woman wearing a goose yellow dress walked out, no more than twenty-five or sixteen years old, barefoot, holding a scroll of ancient books, her appearance was beautiful and full of extreme visual impact, and the ethereal breath was rolling around her body, and the long skirt was like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks in the world.

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel a little moved, even the old Feng Zizi who was about to lose his teeth had his eyes bulging out, and after staying for a long time, he came back to his senses and said with a bitter face: "It turns out that Qingzhu Daoist actually set foot in the Holy Realm, which is really gratifying!"

The woman in the yellow dress smiled faintly and said: "I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, but I can still see the wind and the Taoist again, Qingzhu is also very surprised, please speak in the house!"

The room is fresh and elegant, but it can also be called simple, a few futons, a coffee table, a bamboo flute is placed horizontally on the coffee table, and an ink painting is hung on the wall facing it, and a few strokes draw a few ink bamboos, although it is simple, but it has good charm.

Several people sat down on the futon, and in a brief introduction, the girl in the green dress came in with a pot of tea, and the woman in the yellow dress poured a cup for each person and said in an elegant voice: "Qingzhu has also heard about the Feng family, but our Yu family has always pursued a neutral policy, so we can't stop the Lei family's actions, and I hope that the Taoist friends will understand Qingzhu's helplessness! Later, I also made up my mind to hear the whereabouts of the Taoist friends, and knew that you might have been exiled to the Yun family, so I didn't bother." ”

Feng Jingzi smiled bitterly and said: "Lao Qingzhu Daoyou is worried, this matter has passed, the Feng family has now disappeared, today Qingzhu Daoyou did not turn me away is already a memory of the old love, Feng Jingzi is grateful!"

"That Daoist friend came to my Jizhou today, but what do you need Qingzhu's help with?" Yu Qingzhu's movements were elegant, her conversation was soft, and her every move seemed to be in line with infinite mysteries, making Yang Ling feel that this woman was fused with this bamboo house and even this mountain peak, and there was an extremely natural charm.

Feng Jingzi looked at Yang Ling, Yang Ling nodded and said, "Senior Yu, I came today because I want to ask my seniors for help!"

Yu Qingzhu didn't seem to have the slightest surprise, she put down the teacup and said softly: "Since it is a friend of the Wind and the Devil, as long as it is not too much, I will naturally satisfy you!"

"Thank you!" Yang Ling clenched his fists, "I think my seniors will help me arrange a chance to enter the Land of Eight Pillars!"

"Hmm~" Yu Qingzhu was slightly stunned and then said: "Do you know the danger of the land of the Eight Pillars, the Yasheng may fall into it, and now you are not even satisfied with the Heavenly Tribulation, once you enter, there is no chance of coming out alive!"

Yang Ling nodded: "What the seniors said is good, but I have a reason to go, maybe this matter will have an unpredictable and huge impact on the seniors, the Holy Gate Nine Clans, and even the entire Kyushu Continent in the future." ”

Yu Qingzhu's beautiful eyes fell on Yang Ling, and Yang Ling's spirit was in a trance, as if he saw a door condensed by white light slowly opening in front of him, but this seemed to be an illusion, and Yang Ling's consciousness recovered in an instant.

Seeing that Yang Ling didn't seem to be affected too much, Yu Qingzhu showed a hint of surprise on her beautiful face, nodded and said softly: "Since you are determined to go in, I can fulfill your wish, but you have to tell me the purpose of your entry!"

Yang Ling looked up at the green-clothed girl standing next to her, Yu Qingzhu raised her fingers as white as green onions and said, "Xiaoxiao, you go out first!"

"Yes, master!" The green girl put down the teapot, seemed to be a little dissatisfied Yang Ling glanced and turned to leave, the doors and windows of the bamboo house were windless and automatic, and they all closed gently in an instant, and the atmosphere in the room was suddenly a little silent.

"Say, I want to know what kind of thing can shake the Kyushu Continent and the Ancient Clan's Holy Gate!" Yu Qingzhu had a strange expression on his face.

"Senior, don't be weird!" Yang Ling flicked his fingers, and a little golden light exploded, instantly turning into a golden translucent light mask that enveloped the entire room.

Looking at Yang Ling's movements and serious expression, Yu Qingzhu seemed to be more interested, and her delicate body was straight and showed a hint of solemnity.

This translucent golden light mask flowed with the breath of time, but she couldn't see through the structure of this light mask at a glance, which was obviously a Dao method that was very different from the Kyushu Continent.

And now she has reached the sub-saint realm, almost standing at the top of the Kyushu continent, from the moment he entered the door, he didn't see through this young man at all, the realm is still second, the most important thing is his calm demeanor and ancient well-free emotions, there is no low-level monk when he sees the saint The excitement and caution, every move, word and deed is neither humble nor arrogant, giving people a feeling of calm as a mountain.

And this is also the reason why she decided to meet Yang Ling and the others after observing for nearly two hours, and as for Feng Jingzi, it was just a reminiscence by the way, and now the two are no longer at the same level of identity.

"Senior Yu, do you know anything outside of Kyushu?" Yang Ling lightly pointed to the sky.

Yu Qingzhu suddenly shook her delicate body in confusion, and her eyes were full of brilliance, bursting with bright light like the birth of a universe, "You...... Are you from outside Kyushu?"

Yu Qingzhu felt that he was trembling slightly when he spoke, and his heart that had been like water for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly set off a shocking wave.

"Not bad!" Yang Ling nodded after taking a slow sip of tea.