There is a messenger of light in Taozhi Mountain, and the priest is in the morning. In this way, the boundary between yin and yang is defined. In front of the mountain gate, there is a big peach tree, all over the peach mountain, all the ghosts who intend to escape, are fed to it.

Then the Quartet was pacified.

The immortal is the body of the extreme yang, but the ghost is the opposite.

When ghosts enter the immortal realm, the three souls and seven spirits will undoubtedly dissipate, and the immortals will be invaded by yin energy, and the same will be true for those who are not strong in spiritual power.

Therefore, the ghost kingdom and the fairy world have been established since their establishment, and they have spent thousands of years in peace.

The Wuji East Pearl is the only thing between heaven and earth that has the attribute of yin cooling and does not hurt the immortal body.

The ghost country that Sizhen tail refers to.

Put the Lingfei Sword in the warehouse bag, and tie the Dongzhu around your waist.

"Don't worry."

Sizhen has grown up in Fang Qing all these years, and he is no different from his own son.

"Congratulations to the master."

He wasn't worried. If it had been tens of thousands of years ago, he might have been, but now he never worries. It's just because he now takes the overall situation into account and thinks about it thoroughly.

I wonder if the ancestor would be happy if he knew?

"Lord, take him with you, it's easier on the road."

"Hmm."

Pushed in front of him was a child with clean eyes.

The breath is clean and thorough, with fairy roots.

"This is the ascending scattered immortals, although this matter is urgent, no one can take care of it on the road."

"Okay."

Everything was ready, and the wind was in the air, but when he saw that the child was in the same place, he must have not learned the art of resisting the wind.

"Come on."

With him, a wind to accompany him, on the way, someone behind him gently and timidly pulled the corner of the clothes, thinking that the first time to resist the wind is not very reassuring.

When he first learned to resist the wind, he was not holding the sleeves, but the warm and rough hands.

Before arriving at the ghost country, you need to travel to a dark sand city.

In the sand city, there is nothing floating.

It's a city that's constantly falling.

The wind is here, and the rest can only be walked to, but fortunately, it is not very far, and it can be done in two days.

"Cover your mouth and nose with this."

The flying things in the sand city contain a gloomy atmosphere.

They are to be supplied with water and food.

He didn't need to eat grain, but he fed on aura. Spiritual energy gathers everywhere in heaven and earth, and only the ghost country is missing, and the ghost country is turbid and vigorous, which is not suitable for qi cultivation.

In order to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, it is better for them to replace it with food.

"Thank you, Lord, that I'm going to buy water and food."

The first words along the way.

|“ The owner, gave us some food and water. ”

Pull out the coins from the bag and hand them to the boss.

I have walked in the world, and I know that I exchange things for things, pay coins, and exchange them for income.

"Okay, take it well."

Pack up the food and water and set off again.

"From the world?"

"Hmmm......"

This body spiritual root, which can be cultivated in the world, must have an excellent destiny if you want to come.

I'm afraid this is the reason why Fang Qing sent him to follow.

"Name?"

"Van Wen."

"Why did you come to the Extreme of the East China Sea?"

If you are talented, staying in the fairy world is the right way.

"I love it here."

Only the eyes are left on the face, and the love in the sparkle is not fake.

I like it, if I don't like it one day.

"Lord?"

"Let's hurry."

The violent atmosphere of this ghost country has increased unabated.

Throw Dongzhu to the crumbling Fan Wen behind him.

"Take it."

"Lord, I can't ...... Dongzhu"

Dongzhu is such a precious thing, how can it be used on him?

Even if the foundation is good, if you allow the spirit of the ghost country to erode, the result will only be an early death.

"Can you go to the back island?"

"Never."

Really.

Give him a look to accept it, and see him carefully tucked away in his purse on his waist.

"When you go back, you go to the back island."

"Yes."

"Lightbearer, tell him I'm coming."

Along the way, the ghost is full of spirits, and the bright crimson that comes to the face, before the text can adapt, a chicken flies out in the bright glow.

He wasn't dazzled, a sleepy-eyed.

It's fancy, it's fancy.

The rooster made the messenger of light.

This is the ghost country of Momozhi Mountain.

Welcoming into the court, although the sky is bright outside, the inside of the house is gloomy and soft. The ground is paved with dark stones on the bottom of the sea, and it is cold and lonely, and it does not seem to be a living thing. In such silence, walk slowly, dressed in dark color, and blend into this cold silence.

"The Guardian of the Ghost Realm has seen the Lord of the East China Sea."

Everything is not moved, but the Lord is not moved.

They are here to save Sizhen, and the person in front of them is the one who binds them.

If he didn't move, he could only bow and greet him all the time.

"Where is he?"

"Si Zhen Immortal Envoy now lives in the temple to recuperate from his injuries."

The one who leaned over answered, but did not get up.

"Fanwen, let's go back."

"Lord?"

Sizhen God's mission is on the eve of their journey, and they haven't seen anyone on this trip, how can they go back?

"Ask the Lord of the East China Sea to save Xiao'er's life!"

Since it is useless to bow, then kneel and beg.

"I can't save him, you know."

There is a stubborn person in the fairy world, that is, Yu Yue, the son of the god of this ghost country.

His mother is also the mother of Sizhen.

Yu Yue was born with a fairy body, surrounded by immortal energy, and the fairy roots are quite positive. But he couldn't look directly at Haoran's qi, and was hurt by the scorching sun, and the darkness was tantamount to poison for him. Among the six realms and three realms, only the East China Sea Wuji Dongzhu can alleviate this scene.

With the light of the East Pearl lingering on his body, his cultivation can not retreat but advance.

But Dongzhu also has its lifespan.

Dongzhu is limited to 3,000 years, and the end of life is no different from ordinary Dongzhu.

It is not uncommon for every 3,000 years of reincarnation to occur.

"I know."

He naturally knew that in the past tens of thousands of years, how could he not know about searching for famous doctors?

"Yu Jun, this time it's less than three thousand years."

Even if he didn't know it anymore, he remembered that the last Dongzhu was less than 3,000 years old.

"Yes, it hasn't arrived, but the child's illness is getting worse. As a parent, I am eager to save my son, so I made this decision, I hope to forgive me. ”

"Going from bad to worse? So you hurt him?! ”

What a parent!

"Fanwen, Lingsi really comes out, let's go back to the extreme of the East China Sea."

"The king of the East China Sea is not angry, Rong Xiaoxian elaborates."

"This kid's illness is menacing, difficult to contain, so Xiaoxian made this decision, restraining the divine envoy to come to the ghost country, but the divine envoy was not injured by the little fairy, according to the report, when he met the divine envoy in the lower realm, he was already seriously injured, so he was brought back to the ghost country for healing."

"If the king of the East China Sea does not believe, he can confront the divine envoy."

In ordinary times, most of them are Dongzhu, even if they restrain Sizhen, they have never hurt one or two.

This is a strange matter.

"Where is he?"

"This way, please."

After a few twists and turns, Sizhen and Yu Yue lived together.

Two beds, no different. Only one side of the bed is taken care of by the mother, and the other side is looking at the mother and child from a distance.

Sizhen's eyes looked over as if he was being bullied, but as if he was being bullied.

"Feng Ji begs the King of the East China Sea for help!"

The Yu Yue on the bed, his body was weak, the fairy spirit was meager, and there was a faint death breath lingering.

"It can't be saved."

I am not a heavenly doctor, and I can't save it.

"Sizhen, go back with me."

Fan Wen saw that the light in the eyes of the two of them disappeared in an instant.

"Wait, if the king of the East China Sea saves the kid today, the little fairy is willing to offer the Chaos Mirror with both hands."

Chaos Mirror, the four ** weapons given by the creator of the world, swallow the world

The aura of the room is rich and abundant, providing a continuous supply of superior aura for the owner to help him cultivate.

"Why should I help?"

"Lord of the East China Sea, 50,000 years have come, I hope this magic weapon can help you."

50,000 years? What is it that can be used to demand the salvation of the unsavable?

"Fanwen, let's go."

I don't even think about it when I take the exam, even if it's not an important thing......

"Master, Sizhen begs you to save him."

The injury stretched across the entire upper body, lying on the couch, and actually got up and knelt down to beg, regardless of the tearing of the wound and oozing a trace of blood.

"Sizhen, when ** followed me, do you remember what you said?"

"Sizhen is the guardian of the extreme monarch of the East China Sea, protects his safety for life, listens to his dispatch, and takes his orders as the sky."

"Just remember, go back."

"Master, Sizhen begs you, save him."

The person who knelt and begged, bowed his head very low, touched the ground of the dark stone, and trembled slightly.

"Si Zhen was taken care of by the ancestor and the master, so that he can have today, often make mistakes, the master is tolerant, there is little punishment, although he knows my nonsense, he also came to the rescue, Si Zhen thanks the master for his care, today, Si Zhen violated the oath of the day, trapped in the master and the dilemma, Si Zhen deserves to die, but beg the master to ask him for his life, Si Zhen is willing to be punished."

"No regrets?"

Those who kneel on the ground will accompany me for thousands of years, and they will eventually go away.

That's fine.

"No regrets."

Loud and sound.

If you are so determined, why keep it?

"In the future, you can do it yourself."

"Kneel down to the Lord."

"Fanwen, what are you doing in a daze?"

This kid has excellent fairy roots, if he has to do it well, it will definitely become a great cause. Now I'll take it with me and mention a few things.

"Elder Fang, can I go and see the Lord?"

It's inaudible, but it's also stumbling to speak.

On that day, they returned to the extreme of the East China Sea and brought back Yu Yue, the son of the gods.

Yu Yue was arranged to be treated on the back island, and Sizhen was accompanied by the divine envoy and raised together.

He thought that what the Lord said at that time would surely be punished.

Not really.

The Lord went up to the main house, and no stranger was allowed to enter without a message.

It's been more than a month.

Fang Qing greeted those sincere eyes of spiritual energy, knowing his heart, and his concern was beyond words.

"Don't go, let's wait patiently."

"But the Lord is on him, how lonely he is in the temple alone......"

"Silly boy, the Lord has been a god for more than 100,000 years, and these days are nothing to him."

After a long time, won't you be lonely?

"Don't be lazy, go to Houdao to send medicine after practicing."

"Yes."

Back Island is a special place in the East China Sea.

It's just that the place is full of East Pearl.

Although it is not the best Wuji East Pearl, it is already a treasure.

There is no sun and moon here, and the light of the east pearl is shining with each other, just like the water.

However, in a short period of time, there was no more death on Yu Yue's face, and he stood up from the bed and waited for the little attendant to return it to Taozhi Mountain.

Even if there is no sun or moon, it is windy.

"Young Master Yu, it's not appropriate to sit outside for a long time."

"Thank you, it's just that I don't do this on weekdays, so I sat for a long time."

On weekdays, he is lying on the couch, unable to look directly at Haoran's breath, not bathed in darkness, but also monotonously tight. As far as he is concerned, the time on the back island is really a rare time with him.

"If you rejoice, why not stay a little longer?"

Life is rare and enjoyable, and if you encounter it, you are always unwilling to let it go easily.

"Is that okay?"

Fan Wen saw Yu Yue, who turned his face to look at him, and it was rare to see a happy face, and his sick face was dyed with three colors. He stretched out his hand and touched the mountain wind, squinting slightly, all of them were pleasant.

Not far away, a true divine envoy of ink color thought slowly approached.

Put down the medicine bowl and turn away.

There are only two people left.