Miss Seven stared at Wu Wang's smile with a smile, her eyes were looking forward to it, and there was an irresistible temptation, which was by no means comparable to an ordinary woman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Wu couldn't help but move in his heart, this fairy was probably obsessed with the feelings of the world, and she did not hesitate to violate the rules of heaven and take a risk. However, her behavior was inevitably too naïve, and Wu Wu was worried that it was the immortal family who tested him, and if he was disrespectful, he was afraid that he would die without even ashes.

Seeing that Miss Seven had no intention of letting herself go, she simply sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to cultivate. Because of the fairy's side, the narrow house was filled with fairy energy, which was very beneficial to cultivation. Wu Forget soon entered the realm of self-forgetfulness, forming a vortex of energy above his head, constantly absorbing immortal energy.

Miss Seven couldn't help but be speechless, looked at him in a daze, and thought: I don't want to give you such a beautiful gift? How unreasonable!

She walked up to Wu Wang, stretched out her right index finger and clicked on his eyebrows, and a strange thought entered Wu Wang's head, creating countless false information, as if Wu Wu had always been by her side by nature, never abandoned, she was never alone, and what happened with Yun Xin also became this Seventh Miss.

Wu Wu was thrown into a mess, his cultivation came to an abrupt end, and there was an incomparably soft and delicate body in his arms, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss it, and suddenly he was out of control, and he was crazy.

The next day, when Wu Wang woke up, he had a terrible headache, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a patch of grass, and he couldn't help but stay for a moment, thinking: What is going on? Could it be a big dream in autumn?

Look around, where there are attic fairies, it is clearly barren mountains and mountains. He sighed, didn't want to think about it, crossed his legs to adjust his internal breath, fortunately, everything in his body was as usual, and there was a faint immortal aura, like the breath of Miss Seven, as if yesterday's events were true. He suffered from gains and losses, swept up the sky and looked around, this mountain peak is indeed where he came yesterday, but where did Miss Seven go?

He shouted loudly: "Miss Seven, Miss Seven! ”

There was no end to him, but no one answered him.

It seems that Miss Seven has returned to the sky, he looked up at the sky above, although he can fly, but for the immortals, it is only a low-altitude tour, and the heavenly palace should be at a deep and unfathomable altitude.

He descended down the mountain in some disappointment, and saw that there was no garden in the mountain, but it was still full of flowers.

He walked around the mountain, but it was still empty, and he was alone. Originally, I was looking for a hidden place to cultivate, but now this should be the most suitable, why are you in this mood? He secretly blamed himself for being half-hearted, how would he face Yunxin in the future?

He tried his best to calm himself down, found a flat stone to sit down, and practiced cross-legged again. Finally gradually entering the realm, it seems that I have forgotten everything.

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I don't know how time has passed, and nine months have passed without me noticing.

Wu Wu still sat cross-legged on the stone, as if he had not moved at all. But the breath in his body flowed endlessly all the time, and the meridians were unimpeded everywhere, running one big week after another small week at a time, and the cycle repeatedly. The aura in his body gradually became stronger, at least twice as strong as before the peak, reaching the peak of a high-level sword immortal, faintly wanting to break through the barrier.

If the barrier is broken, he will be able to enter the ranks of false immortals.

Although the fake immortal still belongs to mortals, it is by no means comparable to ordinary sword immortals. Fake Immortal Flyby doesn't need a sword, and can come and go in the air at will, perhaps this is the biggest difference with the Sword Immortal.

Wu Forget could have suddenly stepped down in one fell swoop, but he didn't force himself, he just hoped that he could be promoted naturally, anyway, this day won't come too long, so why rush?

This night, when he was looking up to admire the moonlight, he suddenly heard a long whistling, he was secretly surprised, with this condensed sound, he already knew that the other party's skill was not trivial.

He swept up to the top of the mountain, looked to the north, and saw bursts of energy ripples from the distant valley, and it was clear that there was another master who was in retreat and cultivation like himself, and he couldn't help but feel pity for him, and immediately flew towards the valley.

The valley seems to be not far away, but it is actually more than a hundred miles away. Fortunately, Wu Wang's strength increased greatly, and his flying speed was much faster, and he was above the valley in a moment.

I saw that several formations had been set up in front of the valley, and the entrance was firmly sealed, and it seemed that the other party was a cautious cultivator who didn't want others to disturb him.

Wu Wu suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether to go down or not.

"Since you're already here, come down," the man's voice shrill as if it had broken a gong.

"Wu has taken the liberty to come here, please don't be surprised." Wu Wu said lightly, knowing that that person was the same as himself, a sword immortal, and he belonged to the side of the road, because from his voice, he had already heard that his cultivation was a little weird.

"Your Excellency, is it the rumored Wu Forget on the rivers and lakes?"

"Exactly down there."

"Haha," the man burst out laughing, unable to tell whether it was jealousy or envy.

Wu Wang's door was wide open, so he fell.

Unexpectedly, the valley is full of tall sandalwood, and when it is sent by the wind, the sandalwood is tangy, which makes people feel energetic. Wu Wang looked around, and finally saw a simple thatched hut in the depths of the valley, which seemed to be in disrepair and had collapsed halfway.

An old man with green hair walked out slowly, staring at Wu Wang, wearing only a short jacket sewn from tiger skin, revealing two red arms, full of wildness.

Wu Wu couldn't help but secretly wonder, arched his hand and said, "I've seen Mr." ”

"I'm humble here, I don't have anything to entertain guests, just a bottle of old wine." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him, and a round stone platform and two stone benches suddenly appeared on the originally empty ground.

Wu Wu was taken aback and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Don't worry, it's just a trick." The old man smiled slightly.

Wu Wu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would actually be able to change the technique, and his strength was far beyond his imagination, and it turned out to be a mechanism. He sat down on a stone bench generously, and saw the old man open a bottle of wine on the table, and suddenly the aroma of wine came to his nose, it was indeed an old wine.

The old man said, "I treasured this wine for twenty years before the retreat. ”

"Sir, have you been in retreat for twenty years?" Wu Wang, stunned, asked.

"That's good, but it's a pity, the fake immortal level is too difficult to break through!" The old man shook his head, his face full of regret.

Wu Wang nodded and said, "I also deeply understand this. ”

"Your Excellency has reached my level at a young age, and it seems that the future is limitless! Come on, come on, I'll toast you first! The old man poured a glass of wine for Wu Wang, and then filled it for himself, and drank a glass with his head high, and the sound of "boom boom" in his mouth was endless.

Wu forgot to put the wine under his nose and smelled it, and felt that it was no problem, so he also took a sip, and sure enough, it was extremely fragrant, and he couldn't help but praise it again. The old man was very proud.

"I didn't ask Mr. Gao's name!"

"Me?" The old man shook his head and said, "I'm just a nobody in the mountains, my common name is Zhang Ning, and I don't mention my name, we cultivators have long been fame and fortune." ”

"Sir is right," Wu Wu felt that this person's appearance was a little strange, but he did have a very high cultivation, unlike ordinary secular people, so he tried to avoid talking about the mundane.

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