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Chapter Forty-Nine: Goodbye to the Old Man

Yuyangzi of Zixiao Palace has always been sitting alone in a corner. Seeing that everyone was almost there, he shook his clothes, got up and walked towards the Yuanying monks.

At this time, a white-bearded old man with a solemn expression and no smile came out of the crowd and gently arched his hands. The principals of the Ten Immortal Sects also saluted one after another.

"Old man Zhou Gonghuan, on behalf of my Purple Sword Palace, I will discuss with you the matter of opening the Crape Myrtle Fairyland. If there is any politeness, forgive me. The old man said politely unhurriedly, and continued with an expressionless face: "Yuyang Daoist friends of Zixiao Palace, Fuyun Daoists of Taiqing Gate, Wuxingyun Daoists of Moyunling, Taizhen Daoists of Qinghua Palace, Lian Nishang Daoists of Phantom Moon Sect, Xuanci Daoists of Faxiang Sect, Wuwei Daoists of Gujimen, Ao Lie Daoists of Beast Spirit Sect, everyone is polite. His gaze swept lightly over the people of the sects, and then his eyelids drooped, and he stopped speaking.

The infant monk has his own reserve. The people from other sects who were not invited were a little embarrassed, but they didn't dare to make a move. It was the floating dust of the Taiqing Gate, and he walked out at the right time, a smile bloomed on his face, and he arched his hand and said, "I have seen all the Taoist friends of various factions. Fortunately. ”

The people in charge of the other factions saw that Fuchenzi was full of face, and they all bowed down and replied in unison: "Fuyun Daoist friends are polite. "Although everyone is a monk in the Jindan period, they represent a sect, but they can't call themselves juniors. Fuchenzi looked at everyone, smiled, and said in a loud voice: "The opening of Ziwei Wonderland is imminent, I hope you will live up to this trip." ”

When the leaders of the ten major sects, the ten Yuanying cultivators, discussed the steps to open the forbidden land together, Zhou Moyang was still not idle, looking around at the hot characters of each faction. You must know that in the crape myrtle fairyland, this time it is not an opponent, but a large number of red-eyed immortal cultivators. If you don't spare any strength and keep the power to fight back at all times, he will definitely be one of the first people to be eliminated.

When he was looking at it and thinking to himself, Zhou Moyang suddenly felt that someone seemed to be watching him, and he was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but look towards the sensed gaze. A female disciple of the Jade Void Palace was looking at Zhou Moyang with a puzzled face, looking at his beautiful and familiar face, Zhou Moyang couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart, it turned out to be Ouyang Yibing. Their hearts tumbled instantly, and they didn't come back during the Protector War. How did he get away with it later. How could it appear in the Jade Void Gate now? A series of questions flashed, but now was not the time to ask, he forcibly held back his fluctuating thoughts and smiled at Ouyang Yibing.

"Hmph. That day, when the sect was in great trouble, he ran away, and I thought I would never see this kid again. Hearing a familiar voice whispering in his ears, Zhou Moyang tilted his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw the disgusted person, Ouyang Junxiu. At this time, he was also dressed in the costume of the Jade Void Gate and stood not far from Ouyang Yibing.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, this person has an enmity with you." A fellow disciple beside Ouyang Junxiu asked curiously. Ouyang Junxiu sneered conceitedly, and replied, "Of course there is a grudge, this time I went to the crape myrtle fairyland, which is exactly what I want." "Congratulations to Senior Brother Ouyang. The trip was as good as it could be. The fellow doorman on the side, with an uncertain smile, flattered him without being salty.

At present, the place where everyone is located is not the real place of the crape myrtle fairyland, but a valley hundreds of miles away. The real crape myrtle wonderland is located on a mountain peak in another direction of the island.

The major sects chose a valley here, and some even set up a teleportation array as a gathering place to connect the Heavenly Dome Continent and the various immortal sects nearby. It's just that where is the crape myrtle fairyland. In the verdant valley, Zixiao Palace and the others found a place to settle down temporarily.

Where is the crape myrtle fairyland, I didn't ask Li Qiushui for a reason. Seeing that Patriarch Ziyuyang and even the disciples were all sitting quietly in the shade of the trees on the side of the valley, Zhou Moyang had no choice but to follow suit and find a place to sit down.

On this trip, the only people Zhou Moyang is familiar with and can talk about are Li Qiushui and Zheng Yu. Because Zheng Yu is a female disciple, he keeps a certain distance from the two and doesn't talk much.

In the time that followed, more monks came on the magic weapon. It should be that they belong to different sects, and these monks also have different costumes, men and women, and they are different in age. Half a day later, no less than 500 monks had gathered in the valley of one or twenty miles.

At this time, seeing that the people who came were almost there, the Yuanying monks of the ten major sects came together together, and then walked slowly outside the valley. Led by these ten men, the monks had already walked out along the valley. Noticing the abnormality, Zhou Moyang, who was sitting cross-legged under a small tree, opened his eyes in time. The sun overhead is slightly tilted, and the valley in front of you should be southwest and northeast. Those departing monks were heading towards the northeast, no one to lift their swords into the air, and no one to cast spells, just like ordinary people, all on foot. Is this going to crape myrtle wonderland?

There was no way to solve the doubts in his stomach, Zhou Moyang had no choice but to settle down with the encounter, and it happened that the Horseshoe Peak of Zixiao Palace had already gotten up to greet him, so he got up and walked forward with everyone. The group was full of light and healthy people, and after a while, they walked to the end of the valley, and a cave dozens of feet high appeared in front of them. In front of the cave stood a few monks, with a relaxed demeanor and extraordinary bearing. The Zhuji monk who had already accompanied him stepped forward to salute, which made Zhou Moyang secretly surprised. Could it be that the one who guards the entrance of the cave is also the Jindan Patriarch.

The people of the Zixiao Palace slowly approached the cave with the people who walked forward, and when Horseshoe Peak and several Jindan elders in the door also bowed to each other with several monks at the entrance of the cave, Zhou Moyang behind the crowd confirmed his guess. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly, this trip to Ziwei was really extraordinary.

The cave in front of me was quite tall and spacious, and hundreds of monks walked in it, and there was no crowding. For some reason, Zhou Moyang, who came here, understood everything in a blink of an eye. There is another teleportation array in the cave......

On Ziwei Island, on a path covered by lush greenery, two women appeared, whispering. The woman who spoke was only in her early twenties, her face was delicate and handsome, and she was wearing a moon-white dress that dragged to the ground, and she was talking to a beautiful woman in palace costumes.

A hundred miles away from the two of them, there is a mountain protrusion, proud of the peaks. This mountain is the highest peak of Ziwei Island, and it is called Tongtian Peak. The huge peak, which is no less than 10,000 feet high, reaches into the sky. What makes people feel strange is that, unlike the surrounding green mountains, the majestic peaks are not treeless, and the whole body is yellow, and in the reflection of the sun, it is like gilt and shining.

The white-clothed Shengxue, a beautiful woman with cold and delicate beauty, has a calm and restrained charm in her indifferent and arrogant demeanor, "Master." It's too late, the ancestors and uncles have already taken people away. The woman who spoke affectionately held the arm of the beautiful woman in palace clothes. The woman who was called Master, her cherry lips were slightly upturned, and she smiled helplessly as she looked at the little bird beside her, and then looked up at the towering mountain peaks, her eyes as calm as water.

If Zhou Moyang was present, he would definitely recognize these two women. This is exactly the way he met Wang Fuyu and her master on the way to find immortal fate with everyone at sea, Zhuang Xinyan, the Jindan monk who gave medicine and his Jindan, at that time he was only a minor monk who practiced qi at the sixth level.

Where Wang Fuyu and Zhuang Xinyan are now, not far from the place where Zhou Moyang and the others were waiting just now, but this is an open valley, and the line of sight is much wider. At this time, on the side of the valley, a gentle voice sounded behind Wang Fuyu's master and apprentice, "Isn't this Fuyu." How could it be so late. I've been waiting for you both for a long time. ”

Wang Fuyu turned around when he heard this, bowed down and bowed, "I've seen my uncle." The person who came was a middle-aged man in a cyan robe, with three short beards on his fair face, lined with a long body, and the whole person looked handsome. It's just that this person's eyes flickered, giving people a sense of unpredictability and unapproachability.

"Don't worry about Senior Brother Nie Feng." Zhuang Xinyan did not turn around, and looked at Tongtian Peak from afar. Seeing that the master's expression became cold, Wang Fuyu quietly avoided the side, not daring to say more.

This man is the apprentice of the palace master of Qinghua Palace, Taizhen Sanren, named Nie Feng, who is already a cultivator in the later stage of Jindan. He has been in love with the senior sister Zhuang in front of him for a long time. It's just that the other party has always been unpretentious, although he is flattering in every way, he is not lawful.

Having expected Zhuang Xinyan's indifferent expression, Nie Feng smiled disapprerovingly, took two steps closer, and said, "I heard the elders of the sect mention that there are many crises in the territory of Ziwei Immortal. As a senior brother, how can I not worry about the safety of my nephew. ”

Zhuang Xinyan's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, he moved a step slightly, and said coldly without looking back: "You are not my close person, nor is you my elder, senior brother, please respect yourself." Nie Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister Zhuang, Senior Brother is kind-hearted. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he wiped the short beard under his chin, set his eyes on the mountains in the distance, and said with a smile: "Senior sister." Today is a lively day, the monks of all the large and small immortal sects in my Heavenly Dome Continent have gathered here, and my Qinghua Palace is also full of elites. May this trip to Ziwei Wonderland live up to the expectations of the sect, and may the Fuyu master and nephew be worthy of this trip. ”

At this point, Nie Fengwang looked around, saw that there was no one left and right, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Xinyan's body beside him, which was like shaving his shoulders, green silk like clouds and daisies, cheeks like jade, Yao's nose was straight, and his cherry lips were tightly closed, like a flawless jade person. Especially the shallow pear vortex on the cheeks, full of grace. It's exciting.

Nie Feng couldn't help but straighten his body and secretly moved his nose. A wisp of dark incense hit him, and he was a little shaken. If you are accompanied by such a beautiful woman and live with the same practitioner, it can be said that you are a good couple, a fairy couple.

Seeing Nie Fengshi's unyielding appearance, Wang Fuyu on the side bit his teeth lightly, and he was slandered, but he didn't dare to act. "Fuyu, it's time for us to go to that Tongtian Peak, it's too late to catch up with this trip to crape myrtle." Zhuang Xinyan called out at the right time, which made Wang Fuyu respond happily. The master and apprentice walked one after the other, towards the outside of the valley.

His thoughts were disappointed again, Nie Feng was embarrassed, and snorted at the back of the beauty. Then he looked up at Tongtian Peak, and his gloomy gaze was deep and unfathomable.