Li Yuchun was awakened by a sound of surprise, and in a daze, he felt a bird's claw ruthlessly stepping on his handsome face, and almost scolded his mother angrily in his heart, and the sound of it flapping its wings and flying away was in his ears, and he realized that something was wrong, mistakenly thinking that he had been caught by the Monkey King and was being abused, so he broke out in a cold sweat and completely sobered up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He rolled over neatly and sat up, looked at his surroundings, and realized that he had come to a strange place, and it was okay! I wasn't caught by the evil monkey at the tip of the hair. He remembered that after the seventh uncle fought with the monkey king, he was accidentally caught in a move, and he was tortured by his monkey and monkey grandson out of human form, and he stayed up for ten years, and the bitter tears were handful! It's unforgettable.

He looked down at his black gorgeous robe, there were several bird paw prints, which made him have a habit of cleanliness in his heart is 10,000 *** rushing by, and a cyan waist embroidered with a belt of Xiangfei bamboo is empty. There was a storage bag missing, he looked at the little black dot that flew farther and farther into the blue sky with a cold gaze, snorted coldly, and thought: You little bird who owes flat, the stealing is all on the head of Young Master Ben, see if you don't pluck your miscellaneous hair next time to get out of my turbidity.

He raised his head and took a serious look at his surroundings, which were halfway up the mountainside, with rolling mountains behind him. The mountain is steep and straight, and the mountain is covered with lush spiritual grass, and there is a small stream in the mountain that flows from south to north to an unknown distance.

Indignantly, he took out a storage bag from his storage belt and hung it around his waist, looked at a conical house in front of him, and immediately thought that it might be the cave of a fallen monk.

With this thought, he immediately hurried forward.

The later group of monks knew the details, and when they woke up, they saw that they had entered a strange place for the first time, and their faces were full of joyful expressions, and even more so, they danced hand and foot to express their excitement.

They suppressed their emotions and flew into the air to see the scenery of the mountains and rivers at their feet without an unobstructed view. After determining the direction and direction you want to go, you immediately step on the flying magic machine and fly towards your destination.

Among the group of monks who came in, the luckiest one was Nangong Yi, who woke up on a big stone in a spiritual grassland.

He glanced ahead, and saw the vigorous spirit grass growing on a large scale one by one, and was stunned, followed by a burst of ecstasy in his heart. There are a lot of spiritual grasses here that are hard to find in the outside world, such as the third-level bitter spirit heart for 500 years, the fourth-level five-pollen for 300 years, the fourth-level blue grass for 700 years, and the 400-year-old Qingling flower that you want the most.

He thought of a hexagram of divination when the master came, and his heart was full of success and calamity, which made his heart fluctuate, and he was uneasy for a while, and now his heart was over, I don't know what his calamity was? Thinking of this, his face was gloomy, and he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He sat cross-legged on the stone, and with a wave of his hand, three paper puppets appeared, their faces blurred, but their hands and feet were sharp, and they carefully and carefully picked the ripe spirit grass as soon as they got out of the field, and then put it into jade boxes that had been forbidden with their own methods.

Later, a few scattered cultivators came here, and when they saw the spiritual grass in the spiritual field, their eyes lit up, and without saying a word, they immediately waved their hands, and a batch of spiritual grass was picked from the ground regardless of size.

Nangong Yi saw that he had almost picked the mature spirit grass, got up and collected the puppet, and wanted to leave here, but a woman in pink fell in his direction, he glanced at the woman with a cold expression, and dodged away.

The woman in front of her was about to make intimate contact with the ground, when a vine wrapped around her falling body and pulled her towards the flying sword she was on, preventing her from shattering her bones.

The woman on the flying sword glanced at the man who stood by expressionlessly, and then glanced at the two male cultivators who followed with resentment, subconsciously hugged the woman in her arms, and left very quickly with the flying sword.

The woman on the flying sword is Zhang Susu, the fourth lady of the Zhang family, and the woman who was rescued is her own sister Zhang Lingling. The two woke up in a place, and when they were walking in the air, they met two male cultivators who killed people and caused more trouble, Zhang Lingling was suddenly attacked by the enemy, and was suddenly injured by the male cultivator's magic weapon and flew out. Zhang Susu saw the opportunity quickly, threw a few talismans and flew in the direction of his sister's whereabouts.

The two male cultivators saw that there was a spiritual grass in front of them, and they didn't care about killing the two Zhang Susu sisters one by one, but collected the flying sword and came to the spiritual grass to pick spiritual grass.

This time Lan Zixuan finally found his junior sister Yu Wenqiong, Yu Wenqiong woke up and saw her senior brother at a glance, and the tears of grievance fell down, and after a while, the water flowed into a canal, and she cried intermittently about her miserable experience.

Lan Zixuan always listened with a gentle expression, and he learned from his junior sister that he was caught by Qing'er's half-demon, and after working as a coolie for a few days, he was rescued again, and then he fainted.

After the junior sister stabilized, she comforted in a gentle tone, "Cousin, it's the senior brother who didn't protect you well, it's the senior brother's fault!" Now you quickly take a healing elixir and restore your spiritual power."

After hearing this, Yu Wenqiong nodded.

Half a day passed, and Yu Wenqiong felt that her spiritual power had almost recovered, so she withdrew the formation and walked out. She looked at the tree and saw Lan Zixuan's handsome appearance, she couldn't help but be a little stupid, and she was stunned for a while.

Lan Zixuan felt the attention of his gaze, his slightly long eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his bright big eyes, looking in the direction of her.

Yu Wenqiong saw her senior brother's black and white eyes look over, her spirits lifted, and she suddenly came to her senses, her face was a little feverish, her eyes lowered slightly, and asked, "Senior brother, we can go!" ”

Lan Zixuan frowned when she saw her junior sister looking like she was in love, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.

Two days later, Lan Zixuan took his junior sister to the cone-shaped cave mansion, where there were already many monks who occupied a corner and looked at a wooden door.

The wooden door was made of thousand-year-old lightning strike wood, and there was a conspicuous conical fan on the door, which was recessed.

The entire cone-shaped cave was shrouded in an invisible killing array, and everyone waited quietly, praying for the formation master to go and break it.

When Lin Ruoran first arrived, he happened to see a ragged male cultivator crying wolf howling and trying to get out of the formation, but the formation dragged him to death, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, leaving only a bloodstain outside.