Pang Maimai with Duanmu unharmed, Zhao Qianxing, Lin Paner, Yuan Ya four people everywhere to detect the spiritual root, the four of them were not bad, and later found an eleven-year-old girl with a spiritual root, the girl is the lower grade of the wood spiritual root, although there is Pang Maimai is specialized in the front, the four of them are still quite satisfied, Duanmu Wuxian said, this girl is born to be the material of the spiritual planter, although the talent of the spiritual root is not very high, but it is not low, living in the sect, planting elixir fairy grass for the sect, very useful.

Two months later, a group of seven of them returned to the Unity Sect.

The hundreds of disciples who were sent to test the spiritual root and screen the disciples have come back to hand in the tasks in the past few days, and they can see that from time to time in the sky, various colors of spiritual light glide like meteors, disappearing, and the scenery is moving.

Duanmu let out a sound similar to a chirping sound, and the seven people also lowered their clouds.

Flying continuously for six or seven hours, that is, more than three hours, according to Pang Maimai's rough estimate of the flight distance of more than 4,000 kilometers, Duanmu unharmed fan with the little girl and Ah Gua, but I didn't feel tired, but my expression was a little numb, and the graceful and suave state was a little unsustainable; However, Lin Paner and Yuan Ya were very pale,—— long-distance flight was a great loss of spiritual power.

Duanmu's uninjured fan fell into the air, about a meter above the ground, and as soon as he collected his spiritual power, the little girl and Ah Gua were used to him recently, and immediately jumped and landed, not at all like a dog □□ at the beginning.

Zhao Qianxing grabbed the wrist of Pang Maimai's hand that was holding his waist (although it had been two months, Pang Maimai, who was not known as a person with fear of heights, still had not overcome this bad habit), put away the flying sword, and landed steadily. Before, he also collected the flying sword like Duanmu collected a fan without injury, but it was even higher...... After Pang Maimai fell three times in a row, and insisted on staring at him with resentful eyes, he finally cultivated this almost gentlemanly good habit that was simply the only remaining fruit.

Pang Maimai expressed his gratitude verbally and heartily, and at the same time strengthened his belief: as long as he persists, most men can be cultivated into good men.

However, the seven of them all entered the mountain, and Pang Maimai still didn't see any difference between this mountain and other barren mountains, because it was winter, the grass was withered and the trees were declining, and the scenery was really not very good.

The seven people, led by Duanmu Wuxian, walked towards the bottom of the hillside.

Pang Maimai and the other two mortal children were all surprised, there was nothing under the hillside, only a small stream that was "clear" and visible because of the dry season, not even a mountain stream.

Of course, all three of them obediently chose not to ask and followed.

When they reached the creek, two other columns of colored streamers also landed on the hillside, ranging from three or four to five or six streamers each.

Duanmu was unharmed, they all looked back and stopped, only to see □□ people standing on the hillside after the streamer, some people were riding paper cranes like Yuan Yalin Pan'er, some people were using flying swords, some people were riding on gourds, and an old man also put away a huge dragonfly, which was obviously alive, and their eyes were straight when they saw Pang Maimai.

Especially Ah Gua, who couldn't help it anymore, pointed to the side and stammered, "Okay, what a big dragonfly......"

"White Jade Bearded Giant Dragonfly," Yuan Ya glanced at him disdainfully, "You don't have to be greedy, with your qualifications, you can get it in the future, although it is only a second-order demon beast." ”

Pang Maimai was actually shocked, dragonflies are actually quite ferocious carnivores, such a big dragonfly, although it looks very beautiful, it should be okay to eat a handful of people, right?

This kind of monster beast doesn't know where it lives, there are not many of them, and it is not dangerous.

The old man over there had already greeted them, and quite respectfully called Uncle Duanmu Wuxian, Duanmu Wushu nodded very reservedly, the fan was folded in his hand, his movements were very free, and he called him lightly: "Niu Steward." ”

Hmm, this should be because the cow steward is one level lower than Duanmu Wuxian, right? Maybe he was younger than him, and the monk couldn't tell the age, maybe Duanmu was already hundreds of years old without injury. - Although it looks like his maturity and composure are very different.

And another girl who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old called Zhao Qianxing "senior brother".

Zhao Qianxing pretended to be cool, but he just bowed his head slightly, looked at her very coldly, and ignored her. The girl's face is not very good-looking.

These two groups naturally also went out to screen the people, one of them got nothing, and the other group found a four-year-old child with a spiritual root, but the three lines are under the spiritual root, so for the big harvest of Duanmu Wuxian, it is simply all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

A twenty-four-five-year-old female monk said to Yuan Ya: "Senior Sister Yuan, good luck, being in a group with Uncle Duanmu, this time you will definitely be able to get a lot of rewards." "It's as if I found three disciples with spiritual roots entirely because Duanmu was unharmed.

Yuan Ya sighed and said, "No matter how great the merit is, it won't be to enter the inner courtyard, my spiritual root is like this." I was already overjoyed to be rewarded with the exercises. This is the first time that the strong Yuan Ya has admitted that she has poor talent.

Lin Paner showed a slight smile.

Pang Maimai quietly watched from the sidelines, knowing that Lin Paner was definitely not happy because of Yuan Ya's poor talent, that is: It is likely that Lin Paner will be able to enter the inner courtyard because of this?

The □□ and the seven of them rendezvous, came to the creek together, Duanmu Wuxian picked up a gossip-like token on his waist and threw it into the water, the water in the stream was surging, and a wave turned into a carp and held the token up, and splashed with his tail, which was very realistic.

Then the splash carp also spoke: "Uncle Duanmu is back." ”

It's a boy's tender and clear voice, and it's cute.

At this time, the other two groups of people also threw over a token, the carp caught the token in the air with vigorous movements, all three tokens were held in the mouth, and the tail flicked again, and a golden circle of light was born from its tail like a ripple, slowly expanding, and finally it was about the same size as the gate of the Forbidden City.

So everyone got on the mount of the mount again, and the flying sword magic weapon of the flying sword magic weapon flew towards the golden circle of light.

Just like the last time he broke through the invisible barrier of the village, Pang Maimai stood on Zhao Qianxing's flying sword, and the moment he crossed the golden aperture, it seemed that he had also crossed something invisible.

At that moment, to put it simply, it was a spring breeze. Specifically, at that moment, the temperature, the humidity, the seasons, the air, all changed.

Pang Maimai couldn't help but take a deep breath comfortably, feeling that his whole body was stretched.

How to describe this feeling? It's like...... Fish that have left the water and returned to the water.

It's like taking a hot bath after a tired day, and the moment you feel when you enter the water.

Not far from Yuan Ya, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was also riding a paper crane stretched her arms and said comfortably: "It's still good in the sect, full of aura, well, it's finally back!" ”

Although the rest of the people didn't say anything, they more or less showed a sense of comfort.

At this time, the whole picture of the Unity Sect was also displayed in front of Pang Maimai.

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Since ancient times, the world's yearning for the dwelling of immortals has never been broken.

The climate here is like spring, flowers are like brocade, distant trees and grass are near, like jasper with different shades of jasper, and the heart of the view is relaxed and pleasant. The peaks are lined up, the mountains are stacked, the strange peaks and different rocks are different, and each has its own beauty. And the palace hall, sprinkled among them, some are majestic and majestic, entrenched on the top of the mountains, some are beautiful and lovely, hidden under the valley, some are elevated by the wind and bones, uninhibited, stand on the mountainside, it is really a fairyland on earth, the residence of the immortal family.

Lin Pan'er pointed to the very majestic main hall at the highest point and said: "The highest on the main peak is the Lingxiao Palace, which is the main hall of our sect, and there are twelve pavilions behind it, some of the scriptures and books, some of the Tibetan magic vessels, some of the Tibetan pills, some of the deliberations, some of the teachings, some of the precept pavilions, and the daily residence of the head of the family and the elders of the main peak. ”

He pointed to the surroundings and said, "The rest of our sect still has nine peaks, the main peak of Gongwei, which is the rest of the branches in the sect, of which five peaks belong to the outer gate and four peaks belong to the inner gate. You see that person comes and goes, the lively and extraordinary, it is the outer peak, and the quiet and quiet is the inner peak. ”

Pang Maimai fixed his eyes and looked at it, sure enough, the largest five peaks were in the outermost periphery, most of them were people coming and going, and there were various streamers flying in the sky from time to time, but if you circled inside, you could hardly see any streamers flying by.

Most of the small peaks in it are not very big, and some even have to be pointed out by Lin Pan'er before she can see that it is also a mountain, there is an inner peak, and there are even a few faint bamboo buildings on it.

They were greeted by a round-faced young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, who first smiled and called Uncle Zhao Qianxing without injury, and then greeted the cow steward, and then greeted the rest of the people.

His voice was exactly the same as that of the carp that had just been spraying. Pang Maimai couldn't help but look at him with wide eyes, and the other three children younger than her were of course full of curiosity.

Among them, the woman who talked to Yuan Ya was called "Senior Sister Hong" by him, and Senior Sister Hong glanced at him: "Don't dare, you are a noble person with high eyes, just greet Uncle Duanmu and Uncle Zhao to take care of them, where can we little people afford it." ”

The friar next to her gently pulled her and stopped her from continuing.

Pang Maimai looked at it with a slight smile, feeling that the monks were not very different from the female classmates in the university dormitory.

It's not that if you cultivate immortals, you won't be stained with dust.

The same is greed, hatred, and delusion.

Maybe it's because the monks in the Qi Induction Period are just low-level monks who have just escaped from mortals.

The round-faced young man led them to the mountain gate, there was a building complex here, presumably a place where the gatekeepers were on duty and some stewards to deal with things, they went all the way in, there were many monks back and forth, all kinds of them, most of them were very respectful to call Duanmu Uncle Wuxian, and Zhao Qianxing only had a sixty percent chance of being recognized and greeted.

They entered a vestige room, and the three groups of people each took out a jade card to hand in the task, Duanmu said solemnly: "Zhouji Peak Duanmu is not injured and three of the same door, receive the task of recruiting disciples, and recruit three people with spiritual roots, one for each upper, middle and lower grade." ”

A middle-aged monk with a round face in front of him smiled: "Senior Brother Duanmu is really capable, he really wins glory for Zhouji Peak." ”

The other two groups of people also stepped forward to explain their tasks, and naturally they would not get such a good evaluation.

The monk in charge was called "Hou Steward", but although he looked younger than the old Niu Steward, his status was obviously higher, and his cultivation was also significantly higher, at least he was called Duanmu Wushu as a junior brother, and Niu Guan was called Duanmu Wushu as Uncle Wuxian.

Duanmu's harmless cultivation is in the Qi period, so it should mean that Steward Hou is also in the Qi period, but Steward Niu is not, and it should still be in the Qi induction period.

Steward Hou recorded the names, ages, and spiritual roots of Pang Maimai and the other four people, and then instructed his minor monks and boys to arrange temporary shelter for the four of them.

"Miss Pang lives in the Star Picking Courtyard," said Steward Hou, "This girl goes to Qingpingju, and the boy goes to the compound, this child is still young, otherwise let Master Hong's nephew take her first." ”

Senior Sister Hong, who was quite prickly just now, agreed quite gently at this moment.

When they came out of the house where Steward Hou was and stood in the courtyard, Pang Maimai saw Duanmu turn around without injury, and suddenly realized that the four monks who had been with each other for two months were about to say goodbye to her.