When Feng Qingyan entered the Lu country and was about to go up the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain.

In front of the rolling angry sea at the end of the mountain and sea realm, there were already more than a dozen Taoist true monarchs standing at this time, all looking at the rolling angry sea with solemn faces, as well as the three immortal mountains behind the angry sea.

They remained motionless, as if they were waiting for something.

About an hour later, a quiet childish voice loomed in the wind of the angry sea again, still with a trace of coldness.

The welcoming boy of Dapeng Immortal Mountain appeared again.

"The mountains and rivers are far away, cutting off the red dust road, the coarse robe is over, the sleeves are upside down, the sun and the moon are shoulder-picked, and the universe is embraced. Often self-pride in the smoke and haze, the world is free. The dragon descends and the tiger is self-exalted, the purple mist protects the new nest, and the white clouds make old friends. Immortality, only sleep in the pot ......"

The welcoming boy came on the black cloud.

"It's coming. ”

A true monarch looked at the welcoming Tong Dao.

This welcome boy appears every few days, ranging from three to five days.

"I am a fairy realm welcome child, specially for cyclamen from all walks of life to show the way. The welcoming boy stepped on the ink cloud, looked at everyone and said quietly, and then made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Everyone, please." ”

Xie Xiantong showed the way. ”

A true monarch with white eyebrows and hair saluted the welcome boy.

"Have a safe journey. ”

"Return safely. ”

"I'm waiting for you to return as an immortal......"

More than a dozen true monarchs at the end of the mountain and sea realm all saluted the white-haired true monarch.

The white-haired true monarch turned around and saluted back, and without saying anything, he flew to the nearest white skeleton. The bones are more than ten zhang large, and I don't know what kind of giant beast's bones are, like a sword, and also like a small boat......

Although the angry sea cannot be crossed, it seems that there is a mysterious force suppressing it, but the seaside is still more than ten feet long, and it can still fly.

At this time, the welcoming fairy boy looked at the white-haired true monarch and said, "This cyclamen, the East China Sea has not been calm recently, and you need to be careful of the demon beasts in the sea when you go, so as not to be buried in the belly of the beast." ”

"Thank you, Fairchild. ”

The white-haired true monarch saluted again.

The welcoming fairy boy said no more, and floated into the sea of rage, gradually disappearing.

"Brother Chen, I'm waiting for you to return as an immortal!"

The True Monarch at the end of the mountain and sea realm said loudly again.

"I will return as an immortal. ”

At this time, the white-haired true monarch looked at the mountain and sea realm, looked at the dozen true monarchs and said loudly, then controlled the bones under his feet and flew towards the angry sea.

The angry sea is boundless, setting off rolling waves of blood.

However, he unexpectedly did not overturn the bones, but made the true monarch at the end of the mountain and sea realm look forward to it.

Maybe the angry sea is really too much.

Maybe you can really become an immortal......

After a while, the True Monarchs were unable to see the white-haired True Monarchs, but they did not leave, and waited here.

on the bones.

The white-haired true monarch drove the bones and walked cautiously.

In the terrifying blood wave that was set off, there were white bones floating one by one, and there was a terrifying aura filled with it, which made people feel very uneasy.

"Hey, these beast bones seem to hide a power. ”

As time passed, the white-haired true monarch was somewhat surprised to discover the magic of the bones. However, it is also understandable that after all, these bones will not be simple if they are corroded by no blood waves.

At this time, the wind and waves set off by the angry sea were even greater, and the bones seemed to be a little unable to support them.

The white-haired true monarch's face couldn't help but change.

A moment later, he saw a huge skull floating nowhere, like a ship, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

He immediately drove the skeleton closer to the skull.

This skull is crystal clear, lingering with a faint layer of fairy light, filled with a mysterious power.

"Immortals, immortal bones?"

The white-haired true monarch was horrified.

Could the owner of this skull be an immortal when he was alive?

In fact, any bone that survives in the rolling sea of anger is not an ordinary thing. If the bones in the sea of blood are thrown to the realm of mountains and seas and the world, I am afraid that countless people will fight frantically.

It's a pity that no one can fish the bones out of the sea of blood.

A few days ago, Zhenjun had already tried it, and he almost got himself into it.

Although the skull is like a ship, it is very safe for the white-haired true monarch, but the sea of blood is becoming more and more bright red, and there is a depressing atmosphere.

Even if he is a true monarch, he can't bear it.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like a day had passed.

But the fairy mountain is still very far away.

The Angry Sea seemed to be boundless, and the Three Immortal Mountains were still far away, making the white-haired True Monarch puzzled.

In one day, he had driven the skull and crossed at least thousands of miles.

"Not good, Blood Mist!"

After a few days passed, the white-haired true monarch's face changed suddenly, and he thought that the angry sea suddenly had a blood mist. The safe crossing of the sea in the past few days almost made him think that the sea of blood could be crossed and the sea of blood was safe......

Whew-

And when the blood mist arises, the wind blows violently, and the ghosts cry wolf howls, which set off a terrifying monstrous wave.

The white-haired true monarch had a solemn face, and he tried to stabilize his skull, drifting cautiously in the stormy waves. However, he couldn't avoid the blood mist, which immediately began to corrode as it enveloped him.

"Ahh

The white-haired true monarch couldn't help but scream.

Even if he was a true monarch, he could not resist the corrosion of the blood mist. Moreover, the blood mist not only corrupted his flesh and blood, but also his soul......

"Far from upside-down dreams, ...... nirvana"

However, at this time, the Buddha's hymn floated in the angry sea again, just like Huang Zhong Dalu, who instantly suppressed the blood mist and suppressed the blood wave.

The white-haired true monarch was shocked and overjoyed.

At this time, he drove the skull and frantically chased after the white-clothed monk who was stepping on the blood wave.

Around the white-clothed monk, the wind howled and the blood was raging, but the wind and waves were calm under his feet.

After a while, the white-haired true monarch finally caught up, and the whole person couldn't help but let go.

The white-clothed monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, gently knocked on the wooden fish, as if he didn't see him, and walked step by step.

The white-haired true monarch followed closely behind, frantically driving the skull boat.

I don't know when, and I don't know how long it has been floating, but the white-haired true monarch found that the fairy mountain was actually close.

"Immortal Mountain!"

At this time, the white-haired true monarch was a little incredulous, standing on the bones and looking at the fairy mountain excitedly.

The immortal mountain is majestic, high into the sky, exuding an eternal atmosphere of time, as if you only need to walk on the immortal mountain to become an immortal.

Soon, the white-haired true monarch drove the skull and floated to the front of the immortal mountain.

"Da Peng Mountain. ”

In front of the fairy mountain, there is a stone monument 100 zhang high.

The stele is mottled, I don't know how many years it has existed, and it looks incomparably ancient.

"Haha Immortal Mountain, I finally walked to Immortal Mountain. The white-haired true monarch couldn't help but roar, trembling with excitement, and couldn't believe that he had actually walked in front of the immortal mountain.

He drove the skull slowly close to the immortal mountain, and then he couldn't help jumping down and landing on the stone platform next to the stone tablet. After a while, he found that there were many sword marks on the stone tablet, and it seemed that there had been a tragic battle.

"What the hell happened to Xianshan?"

At this time, the white-haired true monarch calmed down and looked at the stele suspiciously. Moreover, as soon as he approached the stone stele, he felt a fierce murderous aura slashing at him.

"Hahaha......"

A pathetic laugh rang out, but it quickly faded away.

The white-haired true monarch trembled.

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