How can you say that Yan Tuo is also his servant, or a master of peeping into the sky, where can he find it when he is dead? Wentian will not let Yan Tuo die under his nose, but he is still some distance away from Yan Tuo, and seeing that the seven powerful attacks are about to fall on Yan Tuo, Wen Tian can only open the Divine Jade World and suck Yan Tuo into it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A spinning of the world, Yan Tuo felt as if he had fallen into the abyss, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he came to a fairy world as the world said, did he come to heaven Yan Tuo muttered to himself, carefully looking at the world of divine jade. A long time ago, before he practiced, he heard that there was heaven and hell in the world.

As soon as I moved, the sharp pain in my whole body came to Yan Tuo's senses, knowing that he was not dead, could it be that the master saved me?

After rescuing Yan Tuo, Wentian turned around and left, he didn't want these peeping masters to notice, and then came to chase and kill him.

The seven people only saw that the mortal Yan Tuo suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and their attacks all failed and hit the ground, they couldn't figure out why Yan Tuo disappeared for no reason, and they couldn't find it after looking for a while, and finally had no choice but to leave.

Wentian walked very fast, and no one thought of him, and the people who saw Wentian just thought that he was here to snatch the fairy sword, because Wentian changed his appearance, and he was controlling the red sword, and the red sword became very ordinary, and no one would know that he was the devil of the southeast mountain.

A few days passed, Yan Tuo no longer appeared, and no one recognized him, not to mention that half of the people who had actually seen him were dead.

Walking on the street to see people coming and going, ask the sky to not know where to go next, go to the river and ask the sky on a boat, the first time to take a boat fluttering, a little uncomfortable but also very leisurely, ask the sky is very calm, forget all the troubles, sit in the boat and go with the flow, only the boatman and the sky on the boat, very quiet.

Childe is in front of Mingyue Lake, and now is the season of lotus blooming, do you want to go to enjoy the flowers? Hearing what the boatman said, he didn't know where to go next, so he asked the boatman to row the boat to Mingyue Lake.

Wen Tian was dressed in white, revealing a dusty atmosphere, making the boatman think that he was the son of a certain family.

Mingyue Lake is the largest lake in the kingdom of heaven, it is full of lotus flowers, the scenery is beautiful, it is now the season of lotus blooming, it is a holy place for literati and ink writers, and there are many people in and out at this time.

It is also because it is a holy place for literati and ink writers, so it is managed, and it costs a hundred silver taels to enter it, and ordinary people can't afford to spend so much money to come here, so those who can come have status.

As soon as you enter Mingyue Lake, a lotus fragrance will slowly float with the breeze, and the lotus flowers on the water are slim and elegant, like a beautiful girl in the water, enchanting and fragrant.

The river turned into a house and the boat could not move forward, so he gave the boatman some silver and asked the heavenly gazebo.

The pavilion is built to enjoy the flowers, meandering, surrounded by willow trees, willow branches hang down to the water, wisps of light flickering in the water.

There are many humanistic people and writers who are chanting poems, and they don't understand it, but they still feel a little comfortable.

Wentian saw that there was a person standing in the water stepping on a lotus leaf, and his eyes should be practicing, there was a monk Wentian thought in his heart, Wentian looked at her, it was a woman with a veil and couldn't see her face, and a few mortals watched quietly like Wentian, there are many monks in heaven, mortals can also see it, so they won't be surprised, this woman who is like a fairy, as if sensing that Wentian is different from others, gently opened her eyes and looked at Wentian, this person breathed lightly and smoothly, and looked at me calmly and naturally without distractions, Is it also a monk? But the woman couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in Wentian's cultivation.

Glancing at her and asking the sky to leave quickly, he didn't want to cause trouble.

There was a trace of piano sound in front of him, like the sound of squeaky water, low and sound, and Wentian went away with the sound.

He saw a woman playing the strings in the water pavilion, trembling lightly, sending out touching heartstrings, there was such an independent small pavilion in the water, there was no way to pass, it seemed that she should also be a monk, Wen Tian thought in his heart.

The pavilion is surrounded by lotus flowers in full bloom, and a woman plays the piano lightly in it, like a painting.

Wentian found that there were many people painting around, and there was also an old man with fairy wind bones, which was particularly conspicuous.

Wentian calmly closed his eyes and quietly listened to the beautiful sound of the piano.

Since there are no sects to join, then I will cultivate on my own, and Wentian remembered the introductory cultivation book given to him by Mengxue, which introduced that cultivation is not only to improve cultivation, but also to practice the mind, only when the heart is strong and the more enlightenment, the higher will you stand, and the cultivation will be stronger.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Wentian's heart is extremely quiet, slowly moving up the cultivation, circulating in the body like a line being pulled, the surrounding wisps of heaven and earth aura like asking the sky to surge, asking the sky as if wandering outside the world, listening to the cicadas, the sound of the wind, with the sound of flowing water with the sound of the piano gently steps like walking in the water, Wentian stepped on the water, a trace of microwaves, like walking on the road, did not fall into the water.

"Master", a woman said to the white old man who was painting, it's okay to follow him, I can feel that the practice is good under the sound of a piano! Even if it is his creation, don't bother him, the white old man said to the women next to him.

Wentian stopped at the side of the pavilion in the water, standing in the water, the breeze blew his clothes up and moved lightly with the wind, a few butterflies flew around the pavilion and danced, a look at this moment here from a distance became a beautiful painting, the white old man quickly in the original painting, the back of Wentian in white clothes fluttering into it, and added a few flying butterflies, so that the original lack of aura of the painting, such as the shadow in the realm vivid.

The wind blew around Wentian, his hair was flying, and a fluctuation of cultivation in the early stage of the transformation of the spirit spread, put away his cultivation power, and Wentian bowed to the pavilion with his fists, thanking the girl for a piano sound.

At this time, a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi flew into the pavilion, and her sister's master successfully painted, "Well, let's go back"! The woman playing the piano said, the woman in Tsing Yi helped her up and flew away with her, my master called you over, she turned back to Wentian and said.

Asked Tianzou frowned, was he recognized? If you don't recognize me, you don't call me over.

Wentian saw them flying to the old man, could it be that I disturbed his painting, Wentian could only go over and make amends, after all, it was he who destroyed his painting.

Wentian tread water in front of them, and bowed with fists.

I don't need to apologize, I didn't call you over because you disturbed me painting, but I think you are very good, and you can break through your cultivation with a piano sound and have a high level of understanding, so I feel that your cultivation fluctuations should be loose cultivation, why don't you be my first son?

When Wentian approached, he found that the old man in front of him was a peep at the sky, but he was a little unstable, as if he would peep at the sky for a while, and he would not be a peep at the sky for a while.

Okay, I agreed after thinking about it, and I didn't have a good place to go.

The boiling demon turmoil also disappeared because of the sudden disappearance of the Yan Tuo Immortal Sword.