"It stands to reason that you are not qualified to enter my Jinghai Hall, all those who enter my hall are all Tianzi outstanding far beyond ordinary people, and there is another condition, do you know?"

Wang Yi thought about it, the man in white who was crowning the world, the little witch he chose among the crowd who was beautiful and miserable, and the Ling Fairy in front of him who was like a real fairy, all represented one of Jinghai Tang's criteria for selecting people: supreme appearance!

Beauty is justice.

But he shook his head wrenchedly.

Fairy Ling said leisurely: "To tell you the truth, the person who enters my hall not only has extraordinary talents, but also has extremely strict requirements for appearance, and you don't meet these two items. ”

Of course, Wang Yi realized the mediocrity of his appearance, and said with a wry smile: "Ask the fairy to open up and intercede for me." ”

Fairy Ling said, "Fortunately. By accident, you were promoted to the rank of pharmacist. Although my Jinghai Hall is big and wide, I still haven't recruited a single medicine officer, and you are still a medicine officer promoted because of taking medicine, which is of great significance, but once your identity is known, you will also be jealous and excluded. What I mean is to let you hide your identity as a medicine officer for the time being, I would recommend arranging for you to take care of the medicine garden, which is easier and has no requirements for appearance, and in terms of drug cultivation and nursing, I think you are completely competent as a medicine officer, what do you think?"

Wang Yi immediately kowtowed and said, "Xie Xianzi." ”

Fairy Ling waved his hand and said, "The biggest reason why I accepted you is because of the silver-armored person you saw who stepped on the rainbow, you are now also a disciple of Jinghai Hall, and it is defenseless to tell you, he is very likely to be my senior uncle and ancestor, the most amazing and brilliant peerless genius in the thousand-year history of Jinghai Hall." Fairy Ling said leisurely, her face showing a look of fascination for her.

"He told you to go to Jinghai Hall, I don't know the deep meaning, but there is a necessary cause and effect, I just accept you according to his wishes. ”

Wang Yi lowered his head and said yes, but he also knew very well that if there was no layer of nonsense he had, if the silver armor man had nothing to do with Jinghaitang, maybe he would end up like Huang Chengli. It was precisely because of the existence of that god-like silver-armored man that Fairy Ling had scruples about killing herself.

What Fairy Ling did, to put it nicely, was called: The avenue is ruthless. To put it mildly: selfish and vicious.

Faced with the temptation of the medicine on the samurai path, even if it is a real fairy, it is impossible to resist.

Dadao is selfish, cold and ruthless.

The great god cut off all mortal upward passages.

The great god is also selfish, cold and ruthless.

Fairy Ling flicked her fingers, and a small black dot flew into the sky, exploding in the sky, and disintegrating into three-color fireworks.

Boom, boom, boom

The familiar sound of gold and jade sounded.

The huge white crane that had carried away the little witch flapped its wings and fell to the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Throat...... The white crane took off again, carrying Wang Yi and Fairy Ling, and flew over the peak of Wanzhong Mountain in a blink of an eye.

Even at the speed of the white crane traveling more than 2,000 miles a day, it flew for three days and three nights with the two of them, and with the time to rest halfway, it took about four days in total.

Then he saw: the peaks surrounded by mountains, the peaks covered by clouds and mist, the huge and majestic peaks.

The white crane passed through the ribbon of clouds and mist, and his eyes lit up, and as far as he could see, the pavilions and pavilions did not know how heavy they were. Wang Yi couldn't help but think of such a sentence:

"Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the pavilion; the corridor waist is back, the eaves are high and pecked; each hugs the terrain, and the hook is intriguing. The long bridge lies on the waves, the clouds are not cloudy, the dragon is empty, and the road is empty, and the rainbow is not dark, and the high and low are confused, and the west and the east ...... are unknown.

This is Du Mu's words to describe "A Fang Palace", but Wang Yi privately thinks that such words and sentences are still not enough to describe the weather in front of him.

This is Castle in the Sky!

Such a place is hidden in the midst of the Ten Thousand Mountains and cannot be seen by mortals, and there are clouds and mist, and birds are not seen.

Such a building, such a handiwork, can be called a miracle, you can imagine what kind of great power those ancestors of Jinghai Hall were! Only people on the path of the Feather Sect can accomplish such a great feat here.

The white crane landed in front of a tall jade statue on a huge square.

Surprisingly, it was a female statue – a very unusual thing in a patriarchal society.

"Senior Sister Ling has returned to the mountain. ”

"Senior Sister Ling has returned to the mountain. ”

"Uncle Ling has returned to the mountain. ”

......

When these greetings sounded, Wang Yi realized that most of the people who appeared in front of him were women with beautiful faces flying in white, and as far as the eye could see, the man was probably less than one in a hundred, no, he was full of eyes, except for himself, he couldn't see any other man at all.

Jinghaitang, Jinghaitang - no wonder it is such a name, which itself represents the temperament and atmosphere of women.

The women also looked at Wang Yi curiously, this unremarkable young man in a shabby green robe.

Maybe they were thinking, Jinghai Hall has been established for thousands of years, how could there have been such a man in the world?

The appearance of such a man in Jinghaitang is an insult to Jinghaitang! It is an insult to these women who are the best of the best in the world.

But Wang Yi was in a huge heartbeat, thinking about that little witch, will he meet it, what will happen if he does?

However, this complex is so large and so large in number of people, it may not be easy to meet.

Wang Yi was really scared and melancholy, worried and looking forward to it.

Little witch with crooked eyes, crooked eyebrows, crooked nose, how are you?

Are you still between good and bad?

Fairy Ling nodded her head one by one, ignoring the strange glances that everyone cast at Wang Yi, and led Wang Yi straight through the square to a large hall. Wang Yi looked up and saw that there were three big characters engraved on the door plate of this palace: Tanxin Palace.

Indeed, as the name suggests, the temple is rich in sandalwood, with a simple and deep atmosphere, and at the bottom of this breath, there is an endless and flexible taste.

Before entering the temple gate, Wang Yi's heart was beating faster.

This meant that there was an extremely powerful existence in this hall, which caused Wang Yi's heart to shake.

However, as he followed Fairy Ling into the hall, the huge air pressure disappeared again, and it turned soft and gentle.

There were two women sitting inside.

When the king saw these two women, he was shocked again.

Compared to the disciples of the Jinghai Hall outside, they didn't look pretty and good-looking.

But you can't find any fault in their faces.

At a second glance, I feel that one of their faces is a sea, containing a kind of mother's brilliance and a power that encompasses all.

Looking at it for the third time, Wang Yi felt that all the beauty in the world was no more beautiful than it.

Their beauty is hidden, generated from the inside out, never tired of seeing, and transcendent to the ordinary.

After Wang Yiyi glanced at them three times, his head buzzed, and their faces were blurred, hidden in a mist, and he could no longer see their true faces, and he could no longer remember their specific appearances.