In the ethereal clouds, the jade of Qionglou appears and disappears from time to time, like a mirage.

One second ago, a jade pavilion appeared in the clouds, and the next second I looked at it, it had already become a palace.

From time to time, you can also see the appearance of floating peaks, those peaks have their own charm, some peaks are strange and dangerous, some peaks are solemn, and some peaks are like the support of the sky, standing between heaven and earth.

But those seemed to be just phantoms, a beautiful butterfly flew by, the clouds flowed, and the images of those towers and mountains disappeared.

On the sea of clouds, there was a small boat slowly moving forward, and there was a man standing at the bow of the boat, dressed in white clothes fluttering slightly with the clouds, and his long hair like ice and snow hung down behind him, without any waves.

He has a handsome face, and there is a pair of crystalline dragon horns on the top of his head, although he is handsome, but he is not as angular as ordinary handsome men, and his face lines are relatively soft, giving people a gentle feeling.

Before the boat sailed to the mirage-like clouds, I saw that in the clouds, a jade tower gradually emerged, and butterflies flew out of the jade tower.

The butterflies that seemed to be phantoms gradually turned into substantial bodies, and their wings stirred, lifting the clouds like light veils, making the illusory jade building behind the clouds more and more real.

The boat under the feet of the man in white had stopped, and he gazed at the jade tower with peaceful eyes, and on the plaque of the jade building, there were two words engraved that seemed to be not touching the earth.

"Xiandu. The man in white silently read out the words on the plaque of the jade building, and his eyes showed a bit of strangeness, as if he was appreciative, but also seemed to be a little different.

"Immortals are only in a thought, the world only knows to seek immortals, but they don't know that the immortals are already on the other side, but the world is ignorant and doesn't know how to cross the river. A woman's voice came from the Immortal Jade Tower.

"Wang Mingyuan, the Dragon King of the Eight Divisions, was summoned to come to visit, I don't know which Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Clan Your Excellency is?" Wang Mingyuan clasped his hands in front of his chest, his long sleeves hung down, and said with a slight salute.

The woman in the Xiandu Jade Tower didn't seem to hear his words, and said to herself, "Zhou Wen is your disciple?"

"Yes. Wang Mingyuan replied calmly.

"Where did his Da Luo True Immortal Artistic Conception come from?" the woman asked again.

"Self-taught. Wang Mingyuan is still so gentle.

"Da Luo True Immortal Artistic Conception, even if it is among the immortal clan, it is rare to be able to comprehend it, a mortal human being, do you think he can realize the artistic conception of Da Luo True Immortal?" The woman's voice was a little chilly.

"I have not taught him, and I do not know how he learned it unless it was for self-realization. Wang Mingyuan said.

"If you can teach Da Luo True Immortal Artistic Conception, then my immortal clan will respect you as a teacher. The woman's voice grew colder.

"Don't dare. Ming Yuan saluted slightly, his eyebrows lowered, but his waist did not bend.

"Go ahead, bring Zhou Wen to the Immortal Clan. The woman's voice came again.

"Can I ask Immortal Venerable, why did you want him to come to the Immortal Clan?" Wang Mingyuan had no intention of leaving, and looked at Xiandu Yulou and asked.

"If I said I was going to kill him, would you bring him here?" the woman seemed to be a cold person by nature, and her voice had a kind of indifference that was repelling from a thousand miles away.

"No, but I know that Immortal Venerable won't kill him, and it doesn't take that much trouble to kill him. Wang Mingyuan said.

"You know that I won't kill him, but you still answer no, do you think that I have a good temper and won't really kill you?" Accompanied by the woman's voice, it seemed that infinite power poured out from the Xiandu Jade Tower, like invisible silk threads, restraining Wang Mingyuan's body.

The clothes on Wang Mingyuan's body were immediately cut into cracks by the invisible silk thread, the silk shape was close to his skin, and there was even an invisible silk thread, which was already around his neck, just touching the skin, cutting the crystal like jade, and a little blood overflowed.

It seemed that it only took one thought from that woman for Wang Mingyuan's head to leave his body forever.

"I don't mean to be offended, I just want Xianzun to know that I am a teacher and have received it from a contemporary disciple. Wang Mingyuan's expression was still calm, and that kind of gentleness seemed to have penetrated deep into his bone marrow, even if he cut off his head, it would be difficult to make him hideous.

The invisible thread was suddenly retracted, but suddenly dispersed, as if it had never existed like a mirage in the clouds.

"The road of immortals has gradually opened, the great world is unstoppable, all races are striving for sainthood, and our clan also needs a holy son in the world. Go, bring Zhou Wen to the Immortal Clan, as long as he is the Holy Son of our clan, the matter of the Ten Perfect Sword Immortals and the Crazy Sword Immortals will be written off. ”

The Xiandu Jade Tower gradually disappeared between the clouds, transforming from substance to nothingness, and finally disappeared like a phantom, only the woman's voice echoed above the sea of clouds.

Wang Mingyuan...... Farewell...... Wang Mingyuan bowed slightly, stepped on the boat and turned away, his eyes looked at the ethereal sea of clouds, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

Zhou Wen continued to explore the Star Palace and entered the seventh Star Palace.

The seventh star of the Big Dipper is shaking light, and its star monarch is the broken army, I heard that it is a very murderous star monarch, and the legend is the same as the seven killing stars, it is a very destructive existence.

However, after seeing Wuqu Xingjun, Zhou Wen still had great doubts about whether the Broken Army Xingjun was the kind of Xingjun who was so murderous.

Teleported into the Shaking Light Dimension Realm, and immediately saw the Shaking Light Star Palace, which looked unexpectedly normal, a serious eight hundred Star Palace standing in a sun-like halo.

From where Zhou Wen was, all the way to the front of the Shaking Light Star Palace, there were long steps, which looked like a staircase to heaven.

Zhou Wen stepped on the stairs and walked towards the Shaking Light Star Palace, but soon he found that the vitality in his body was rapidly draining.

Zhou Wen sped up his speed and sprinted towards the gate of the Star Palace, but the faster he rushed, the faster the vitality on his body was lost, and before he could rush halfway, the vitality on his body had already lost nearly half.

Zhou Wen frowned slightly, used spatial teleportation, and directly reached the end of the steps, in front of the gate of the Shaking Light Star Palace.

But the moment he teleported out, he only felt that the vitality in his body had become empty, there was not even a drop left, his legs were a little weak, and he almost fell to the ground without standing firmly.

Fortunately, even if he has no vitality, Zhou Wen's physical fitness is already quite strong, and he stood firmly, looking at the gate of the Shaking Light Star Palace, he was slightly surprised in his heart: "It is worthy of being the last of the Big Dipper, and before he entered the Star Palace, his vitality was abolished." ”

Zhou Wen was already trying to recover his vitality, and his vitality recovered quickly, but here, as long as there was a trace of vitality in his body, it would be immediately lost, and it could not be stored at all.