"Master Dao Idiot, are we really going to the monk realm?"

"Huh? Why are we on this flying ship?"

The red-robed Taoist looked at his feet, it was a vast blue wave, as far as the eye could see, and the salty, wet and cold sea breeze came from the opposite side, and he couldn't help but show a look of vigilance.

This ship has a length of 100 meters, and its speed is very fast, although it is not as fast as the Great Lunar Eclipse, but it is also ridiculously fast, far from being comparable to a puppet in the world.

The Taoist's thick eyebrows jumped straight up, up and down, left, left and right.

The young Taoist priest beside him had clear eyebrows, and was holding the bean-yellow gourd on his waist, reminding: "Master, you introduced me to the club, and you also brought me on the boat. ”

"What will?" the red-robed Taoist jumped up in shock, "Wow, wow... Dao Lin, have you joined some mysterious organization? Has someone deceived you by pretending to be a teacher?

You... Are you a pig?

The boss is not small, and he will be deceived.

Then he also gave a secret medicine to trick the teacher into this flying ship.

You..."

These two people are really idiots and Zhang Daolin.

The corners of Zhang Daolin's mouth twitched: "Master, it was the one in your body who introduced me to the club... Our trip is to go to the Nine Peaks of the East China Sea, and get some demon weapons and demon pills from an adult and return to the world, so as to help the White King dominate the world in this troubled world. ”

The Taoist idiot raised his eyebrows: "What is the white king and the black king, we are people from outside the square, and we are in charge of the world." ”

Zhang Daolin said speechlessly: "You also told me that the King of Dog Rong has been incarnated as a killer and robber, one person has become a robbery, and the whole family has become stronger, and the Dog Rong Ancestor, and even the extremely strong Tiansu, who is hidden behind the scenes of Xiyi, have become many times stronger under the blessing of this general trend, which is extremely difficult to deal with."

That's why we need to go to the monk realm to get some weapons and elixirs, so that we can deal with them without fail. ”

Dao idiot: "Dao Lin, what about Nima, people outside the party don't speak, when did I say this? You're smearing people's innocence out of thin air!!"

Zhang Daolin: ...

"Master, you just think my first sentence is a fart, and forget about it. ”

He lost any patience for further discussion with the idiot and hurried away.

It's okay if he doesn't run, but as soon as he runs the track, he chases after him...

Zhang Daolin got into the cabin, and there were ten people wrapped in black robes in the cabin, and behind these ten people were a bright and red sun pattern.

"Seniors, please explain the current situation to Master Dao Idiot..."

After speaking, Zhang Daolin wore it.

The ten people stopped them, "Lord Xingtian, what's the matter?"

Idiot: ???

Zhang Daolin listened to the sound of the fight soon behind him, only to feel a crow flying in front of his forehead, he rushed to the bridge of the empty ship, propped his hands on the cold metal platform, and looked at the clouds and sea, birds and big fish outside the window with a large perspective, and his mood calmed down.

His eyes condensed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Interesting, really funny.

Hum... Hahaha.

...

...

Xia Ji temporarily settled in the small building in the back mountain of Junzhu Peak.

The mountains are quiet, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the bright moon summons a layer of icy mist.

In the small building...

Xia Ji's body flickered, and his eyes also had some color.

He just entered Bai Taohua's body, looked at Da Zhou's information, and now he has just returned.

The other side.

In the abyss of the Red Mansion, in the light and shadow of the lantern swaying, the person who walked out of the ink stroked his long hair, looked at the information that had just been transmitted in front of him, rolled it up casually, put it on the red candlestick on the wooden and stone table, and looked at the flames.

Her slight breath flickered the candle flame.

Bai Taohua was stunned for a while, and then came back to his senses, and then put the rolled rice paper on the flame and burned it to ashes.

"Lord... Every day, do I look forward to this moment of meeting? As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world, but why do I always feel that this hatred is endless?"

She held her snow cheeks, her demeanor was elegant, and the lonely candle flame was reflected in her eyes, "The world 5 million kilometers away, how can I keep up with you, how?"

She held out her fingers, fiddling with the flames at will.

The flame seemed to have "forgotten" its own scorching effect, so that the finger that reached into it was completely unharmed.

Waited a little while.

Two "pops" were heard outside the cliff at midnight.

A girl wearing a strange black and white mask, but unfortunately not tall, walked in.

Bai Taohua didn't look back, and asked softly, "Is there any news?"

The girl outside the door does not enter, because when people are close, there will be a height difference between looking up and overlooking, the white peach blossom is one meter seven, she is only one meter four, so she decided to stay at the door and talk, so that the distance will make the height difference be infinitely reduced, and then the effect of equality can be achieved.

"Yes, I made 10,000 little sparrows, and finally a little sparrow found what we needed in the Tang Gate, but it was just to take it out, and impermanence thought it was not easy. ”

Impermanence is herself...

"It's okay, have you forgotten that colleague from our Tang Sect?"

"The judge may not be able to help us. ”

"But he'll help Yama. ”

"But Yama has already gone to the monk realm..."

"You're wrong..."Bai Peach smiled and got up, stretched her graceful body, and said softly, "I am Yama." ”

Black and white impermanence: "You... Can you sit down and talk to me?"

White Peach Blossom: ...

...

...

Xia Ji stretched his waist, some time ago he sat on the Kunpeng every day, it was rare to be able to get on the sheet, although he is now an immortal formed by white clouds, but the immortal body can't change those habits before.

Lying in the small building arranged by this sect.

In the distance, the sound of insects and pigs in the mountains is very quiet.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps on the mountain path.

This Jun Zhufeng's little junior disciple was holding a dinner plate with his head down, and walked forward quickly.

On the dinner plate was a pot of good, drunken elixir, and a few peaches that were said to grow on the spiritual soil.

He is Zhang Xiaofeng on this Jun Zhu Peak, and he is a little nervous now.

This mysterious senior even needs to stand up to deal with it, and he actually proposed to eat supper, but the senior didn't say what he wanted to eat...

Helpless, Zhang Xiaofeng could only figure it out by himself and prepared something he thought the immortals should eat.

Now I am really scared in my heart.

When he was walking, he heard the voice of his senior sister laughing and moaning: "Xiaofeng, don't be afraid, I'm accompanying you." ”

Zhang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he was about to say something.

Then came the voices of the other brothers: "Hehe, we're all here." ”

Zhang Xiaofeng's expression was slightly gloomy, but then he said softly: "It's okay, it's okay, but I went to the scripture building to read the book for a long time, and then I was sure to take the elixir spirit peach for the seniors to eat, and the seniors will definitely like it." ”

Senior Sister Shi Yu Zhuo was suspicious: "The senior is not a monkey, why do you like to eat this?"

The others followed suit: "Yes, yes, Xiaofeng, the seniors may also like to eat salt and pepper pork knuckle..."

"That's right, Xiaofeng, in my opinion, you should go to the back mountain to catch a Caiwei pheasant, and then make your best secret roast chicken for your seniors to eat, hahaha. ”

Zhang Xiaofeng: "Go and go, don't hurt me." It is said in the book that the immortals are the body of the primordial gods, they don't like meat, but they want to be pure, so the elixir spirit peach is just right, and our sect has no other good things. ”

When a group of people were talking, the tension in Zhang Xiaofeng's heart disappeared a lot.

And the chic little building in the distance soon came into view.

The others hid behind the bushes and stopped coming forward.

Zhang Xiaofeng nervously walked up the steps, walked to the chic little building, bowed his head and knocked on the door.

No response.

Zhang Xiaofeng said softly: "Senior, I put the supper at the door." ”

There was a soft "hmm" from inside the room.

Zhang Xiaofeng nodded hurriedly, bowed slightly, and then stepped back, only taking two steps, and some voices floated out of the room, "Bring me a bowl of wontons tomorrow, soy sauce soup." ”

Zhang Xiaofeng: ???

"Yes, Senpai. ”

Xia Ji listened to the footsteps outside the house, and the group of little guys were laughing and playing, saying something, "Hey, the sect doesn't have soy sauce yet, I have to go to Hongye Peak to borrow a bottle tomorrow...", "Why do the seniors emphasize the word soy sauce, is there any deep meaning", "I understand, I understand, the book says that there is a saying about soy sauce in the world, which means not to participate in some **, the predecessors must be hinting that something big is about to happen, let us protect ourselves and don't care about anything".

Wait a minute...

Strictly speaking, he is only 21 years old this year, why should he call someone a little guy?

Not...

Xia Ji listened to the group of sect disciples who were actually older than himself chatting, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, and he suddenly remembered some of the past years.

He was lying on the round table in the Golden Gui Palace, and Xia Ning was lying lazily on the couch at that time, the sun was warm, and the air was still filled with the smell of desserts.

It's really homely.

Maybe the war shouldn't have been brought to such a place.

He opened the door, and there was a pot of wine and three washed spirit peaches outside the door.

Eat peaches.

Drinking.

And then in the eyes:

The immortal envoy who had been inserted into the earth by himself finally stopped.

The boy in silver armor put away his sword and stood outside a mountain gate.

This is a bamboo hut on the top of the mountain.

There should be a small courtyard inside the door.

There is a bright moon in the depths of winter in the sky, and there is misty cold smoke in the mountains.

And the sound of laughter came faintly from the courtyard, which seemed to be very hilarious.

But it sounded like only one person's voice.

So it's self-congratulatory.

Xia Ji suddenly became interested and shifted his gaze to this place.

The fairy envoy waited for a long time, until the courtyard was a little quieter.

He knocked on the door and pushed it open.

Xia Ji looked along the line of sight and saw a six or seven-year-old boy standing in the courtyard, holding a huge brush in both hands, just finishing the last stroke on a white paper spread out four or five meters in front of him.

When the boy with the pen heard the voice, he raised his left hand, and the ink treasure on the stone table suddenly rolled up, and then turned into a white light and disappeared into a painting tube in the corner of the wall.

The huge brush also flew out casually, half leaning against the bamboo wall in the moonlight.

The Immortal Envoy said softly, "Lord Book Saint." ”

The boy known as the Book Sage didn't ask, and said directly: "Lin Yuan, that Jun Zhufeng's bitter bamboo didn't cooperate with you, this is because he has nothing to do with the immortal machine, since this is the case, then recruit him to be an empty ship guard and go overseas to fight with demons." ”

The silver-armored boy known as Lin Yuan said, "Yes." ”

He knew in his heart that this was a special time.

The big man in the fairy world has been floating in the universe for thousands of years, and at most he will arrive in the world in more than ten years, and the three mountains must be the realm he will inspect, and he and the others can't let the big man see an unordered nine peaks.

There are a lot of resources in the fairy world, and to be honest, they really don't necessarily care about a "Zixia clothes".

What they care about is the attitude of whether these sect masters are tame or not.

Those who obey will be supported.

If you don't obey, you will suppress the demon domain reclamation team that is very dangerous, and if you die, you will die, and you will die to eliminate the demon, is there a problem with this way of dying?

No.

That big man is said to have come with a great mission, and his identity is also extremely noble, and he also vaguely knows that the person who came may be the son of the Immortal Emperor, in addition, there are many powerful existences that live in the age of mythology.

After a brief conversation, Lin Yuan withdrew from the small building on the top of the mountain to watch the moon, and he needed to go and complete the matter of "exile bitter bamboo".

Grunt...

Xia Ji drank the pot of elixir and breathed a sigh of relief, if others saw him like this, he really felt that he didn't look like an immortal at all.

He muttered "Painting the saint, painting the saint"...

Then he grabbed the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, put on the twisted Bull Demon mask, went out, and disappeared into the bamboo house.

In the darkness of the night, his speed was as fast as it was and as hidden as it was as subtle.

No one could stand up to him in the night.

Because of his talent, once night falls, his strength and speed will be tripled!!

A moment later, he was already standing on the cliff of the back mountain, burped, and jumped straight down.

Immortals will not fall to their deaths.

And Xia Ji will not land embarrassed.

Just in mid-air, he dragged the halberd upside down and flew towards the offshore place outside the back mountain.

The sky was faint into dawn, a snow-white giant fish leaped out of the water before the red sun rose, and the heavy waves splashed up, Xia Ji jumped up, jumped on the top of the big fish's head, sat cross-legged, patted the slippery head, and shouted: "Go!"

Kunpeng got up and flew into the distance as a white shadow that the wind could not catch up.

The sky lit up.

Kuzhu sat cross-legged in the main hall.

He thought about it all night.

Is this decision right or not?

However... The disciples handed over their path of cultivating immortals to him, and he had the obligation to fight for better cultivation opportunities for these apprentices.

The little fairy world is insatiable, so what if he is the pioneer of the predecessors of the demon world?

Thinking of his Taoist companion Youlan Fairy's understanding and support for him, Kuzhu couldn't help but smile, and then stroked the seven emerald bamboo swords in front of him, sighed lightly, and got up.

Xia Ji rode the kun and flew to the top of the mountain accurately according to the route of the immortal envoy in his memory.

The moment he saw Xiao Zhu, his divine sense let go, and he immediately locked on the book saint in it, and without saying a word, the long halberd in his hand burst out directly from a distance of thousands of meters.

The Book Saint was meditating cross-legged, feeling the fluctuations in the air current, and this undisguised power, his eyes suddenly opened, "Bold!"

Almost at the same time, his hand was raised in an instant, and the large brush outside the door of the room flew out, and the electricity shot into his palm as he wished.

Shusheng was not in a hurry, his elbow was horizontal, and the brush was blocked in front of him.

Boom!

It's the sound of air exploding!

Boom!!

The walls are shattered!

Boom!

This is the sound of a screen completely tearing apart!

Three rings in a row.

The book saint entered the two crescent moons, and the long wind made a whistling and piercing sound from the halberd sky.

The book saint shook his head and greeted him with a horizontal pen.

However, as soon as the pen touched the flying halberd, his pupils widened, and he couldn't help but open his mouth.

Boom!!

The fourth loud bang.

This is the sound of the book being blown away.

Syllable!!!

He crashed into another wall.

Shusheng was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that he was careless, his eyes swept over, but he recognized this halberd, and said in a deep voice full of majesty: "Xiang Bu of the Demon Cultivation Mountain, you dare to do it to me, are you entering the demon barrier?"

The next moment, he saw a figure flying into the cave, and in the darkness, he could vaguely distinguish the strange face of the bull demon, and the figure behind it was not very tall.

"You're not Xiang Bu, it seems that you don't need to say any more. ”

Shusheng shook his head, obviously he was careless just now, at this time he raised his left hand and moved his five fingers.

Outside the door, the lid of the scroll "snapped" open, and one of the extremely long canvases flashed out like lightning, like a long tongue, and the book saint suddenly rolled up, and brought it to the ink treasure, and at the same time, black characters shot out from the canvas, attacking the bull demon who was holding Fang Tian's halberd.

However...

The scholar sat firmly on the canvas.

He suddenly felt a little strange.

Because of this world, suddenly there was darkness.

It's morning, but where does the darkness come from?

Immediately after, he saw a swirling eye emerge from the void, high in the darkness, looking at him emotionlessly.

The moment it made contact with that swirling pupil...

The book saint felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Unseen.

Can't hear you.

I don't know whether it's warm or cold.

I don't know the taste.

Can't feel it.

All five senses are lost!!

Xia Ji wore a mask of the Bull Demon, and looked at the ink-colored words that flew out of the scroll, as if a machine gun was shooting, and the strength was really not small, but the accuracy was not good, and it shot crookedly, shooting the entire hut with thousands of holes.

The morning light shone through these small holes, but it could not enter the darkness of the house.

As if drunk, the book saint squirmed, and suddenly flew to leave, but it hit the ground and let out a miserable scream.

flew again, but it flew in the right direction, flying diagonally towards the outside of the house.

However, before he flew to the wall, Xia Ji's figure flashed, and he waited there early, and shot out with a halberd in his hand, directly knocking the immortal unconscious.

"Immortals don't seem to be very strong, so they still rely on magic weapons, right?"

Xia Ji muttered, tilting his head and glancing at the brush that was inserted on the ground, as well as the ink treasure that was with the holy scroll.

He groaned slightly, and muttered softly to himself, "I don't know if for immortals, the puppet still works... Try it first. ”

He walked up to the six- or seven-year-old boy, and carried the secret method of the divine puppet, wisps of black qi poured out from his condensed white cloud body, and gathered to the fingertips of his two fingers.

The sleeping Shusheng seemed to have a premonition that he had suffered a miserable treatment, and his whole body trembled.

He's dreaming.

A nightmare.

Since becoming an immortal, I haven't had this kind of dream for hundreds of years.

In the dream...

A terrible cow chased after him.

And he is like a child who doesn't know martial arts, running and running desperately in the barren mountains and mountains, panting and his heart beating faster.

It's been a long time.

"You're awake. ”

The Book Saint obviously closed his eyes, but there was a nightmare voice in his ears, he turned over and hurriedly said, "No matter who you are, this is my Nine Peaks Monk Realm, and I am the Book Saint, one of the Seven Little Venerables of the Little Immortal Realm, Your Excellency... Your Excellency..."

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, apparently aware of the existence of the "Divine Puppet".

The next moment, he saw the strange man wearing the mask of the bull demon leaning his head against the beam of the house that fell to the ground diagonally, and he seemed to feel the pillar of afternoon light cast from the holes.

Then, when the bull demon saw his astonishment, he made a gesture of please.

The book saint pinched the seal with both hands, and the immortal power brewed out of the aura surged out of the body, only touching the skin, and the layer of pitch-black "spider web" appeared again, like a cage, the surging aura was tightly bound, and he couldn't move a bit!

The book saint was shocked a few times, and even sweated profusely, and the cobwebs showed no signs of loosening.

At this time, the Bull Demon gently reminded: "Perhaps, you can try the magic weapon, or combine it with the pill, the little fairy realm is so big, and you are one of the seven little venerables, these things will not be lacking." ”

Shusheng was not pretentious, he directly took out a jasper-colored fan from his arms, shook it twice in his hand, and the fan became three times larger from the size of a palm, and the fan was lifelike, imitating flowing white clouds.

The book saint fanned directly at himself, and with each fan, the aura in his body seemed to begin to swell, brewing a wave of even more turbulent resistance...

But it didn't work at all.

Shusheng gritted his teeth and raised his hand again, and the sound of a bottle "poof" sounded not far away, and a jade-white pill flew in, and the air was full of a strong smell of herbs, just taking a sip was refreshing.

The scholar didn't handle it, for fear of losing the medicinal power, so he directly opened his mouth to swallow the pill and used the aura again.

But it still didn't work.

Shusheng was almost exhausted, and suddenly he heard a yawn, and turned his head to one side, only to see the terrible bull demon wandering with his legs crossed, leaning to the side.

He suddenly understood that he was already under control, and he couldn't break free, and now all he needed to do was accept his fate.

Because he knew that as long as he disobeyed all his life, he would be worse off than dead.

Xia Ji tilted his head and asked, "Did you try it?"

Shusheng nodded blankly.

"Don't try again?"

The book saint was at a loss, he didn't know how to answer, he had been a little immortal venerable for hundreds of years, and he was still drinking crazy books after finishing it, but now he became a prisoner in one day, which was really unacceptable.

Xia Ji gently prompted: "You can try to find the little ones in your little fairy world... Immortal Emperor?"

Shusheng said: "He doesn't dare to be called the emperor, just the immortal king." ”

Xia Ji nodded: "Then go find him and see if he can help you crack it." ”

The book saint is not stupid.

Can anyone know what he is controlled over?

It's good if this can be lifted, but if it can't be lifted, he is afraid that he will be directly besieged and killed by the Immortal King and others, and there will be no more life.

The path to immortality is hard to find, who wants to die for no reason?

So, the book saint shook his head and sighed, "What exactly do you want me to do?"

Xia Ji smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you, do you want to be an immortal king?"

Book Saint: !!