With such a greasy voice, you can feel the fat and turbulent people just from it, and there is only one person on this flying boat, which is naturally Zhu Qian.

At this time, Zhu Qian's eyes looked at the Shenjing City below, and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, He Xiaoshi's heart moved, and he couldn't help asking, "Looking at you like this, have you ever been to this Shenjing?"

On Zhu Qian's fat face like a big cake, a proud look suddenly appeared: "I was originally a Shenjing clan, but I was just a ......."

Speaking of this, Zhu Qian's expression suddenly became a little lost: "It's just that my uncle is an elder of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, so the family finally forced me to enter the sect, otherwise, with my talent, I can enter the Xuanqing Palace." ”

He Xiaoshi nodded, it seemed that in Zhu Qian's mind, entering the Xuanqing Hall had a greater future than entering the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

The next moment, the fat man restrained his mood, looked around with a sly look, and then approached He Xiaoshi, and said mysteriously: "This Shenjing is as beautiful as a cloud, and there is a mandarin duck tower among them, but it is a place where people are ecstatic to go back and forth, are you interested in going around below?"

He Xiaoshi rolled his eyes, and was about to sneer a few words, when suddenly a cold snort sounded.

After Zhu Qian heard this cold snort, his fat body trembled slightly, and a certain unwilling and fearful light appeared in his little eyes, and then he sighed and left He Xiaoshi.

This cold snort came from Xia Han, who was standing in the distance.

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed slightly, and he guessed in his heart that Zhu Qian and Xia Han were really related.

At the moment when the two were talking, the flying boat of the Barbarian Ghost Sect had already approached the mountain protection array of the Xuanqing Palace.

He Xiaoshi looked at the majestic mountain in front of him, felt the rich aura faintly coming from inside, and the good and great aura that seemed to be there, and had a deeper understanding of the strength of the Xuanqing Palace in his heart.

The blue flying boat hovered in the void, and the man with a collapsed nose who stood at the bow of the boat and looked similar to Li Yuanying flashed his eyes a few times, and then with his right hand, a transmission note appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the cyan light mask that seemed to be half of the sky appeared silently in front of everyone's eyes, and then the light mask slowly split into two, and out of it came a man in the realm of Confucianism and with a lingering lip.

It was He Mingcheng who welcomed the Heavenly Sword Gate and his party not long ago.

"Li Daoyou, Mo Daoyou, the two of you have come from afar with all the disciples, it has been really hard all the way," He Mingcheng smiled and arched his hand at the blue flying boat.

The man with a flat nose who looks similar to Li Yuanying is Li Kaixuan, the son of Li Yuanying, and at this time, a warm smile appeared on his face and said in return: "It turned out to be Brother He, I haven't seen him for several years, Brother He's strength has greatly improved, and his demeanor is better than in the past." ”

Mo Xiaoyao, who was standing next to him, pretended to arch his hand at He Mingcheng, and then ignored the other party.

It seems that the relationship between Mo Xiaoyao and He Mingcheng is not very good.

He Mingcheng glanced at Mo Xiaoyao, and said with a smile on his face: "Everyone, please come in." ”

Li Kaixuan bowed slightly, and the blue flying boat slowly entered the mountain protection array.

With the entry of the people of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, the cracks in the mountain protection array slowly closed, and finally gradually disappeared, turning into countless rich white mist swirling around the mountains, making the mountain of the Xuanqing Hall looming.

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The milky white mist curls, which is the embodiment of the rich aura of the weather.

Below the flying boat, you can vaguely see a huge long river of yellow waves rolling, like a yellow dragon meandering into the distance, two lantern-sized eyes, flashing purple and gold, slowly emerging from the huge waves.

A coercion from the wilderness swept up.

"Ancestor, these are guests," He Mingcheng bowed respectfully to the bottom and said loudly.

Those two huge purple-gold eyes slowly disappeared into the water, and the coercion disappeared suddenly.

"Could that be the mountain protection beast of the Xuanqing Palace?

On the blue flying boat, the blonde man whispered with some envy.

The rest of the disciples suddenly had envy and fear on their faces.

This desolate beast living in the Yellow Waves has a lifespan of thousands of years, and its strength is even at the peak of the Jie Dan, and it once wandered from a certain space to the Aolai Country, rampaging the world, devouring many mortal monks.

In the end, he was subdued by the ancestor of Xuanqing Hall and became the mountain protector of Xuanqing Palace.

He Mingcheng was so cultivated, he naturally heard the whispers of these disciples, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes showed a little self-satisfaction.

Let the desolate beasts at the peak of the Jiedan guard the mountain, except for the Xuanqing Palace, there is nowhere else.

The flying boat continued to move forward, bypassing several mountain peaks, and the birds and beasts encountered during the period were all rare in the mortal world, which opened the eyes of the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

After half a pillar of incense, the flying boat landed on a wide flat land, in front of the flat ground, a huge stone bridge with a width of three zhang, across the front, under the stone bridge, is an abyss that I don't know how deep.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after crossing this bridge, you will arrive at the core of my temple, and it is forbidden to fly, please understand," He Mingcheng glanced at Li Kaixuan, and then glanced at Mo Xiaoyao, and said.

Mo Xiaoyao laughed "hehe" and did not speak.

Li Kaixuan nodded, ordered the disciples to get off the flying boat, and then put away Li Yuanying's blue flying boat, and then walked towards the stone bridge under the leadership of Li Yuanying.

He Xiaoshi walked at the back of the crowd, looking around from time to time, and was shocked by the foundation of the Xuanqing Palace.

When He Xiaoshi's feet stepped on the stone bridge, for some reason, an extremely familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

The next moment, He Xiaoshi couldn't help but turn his gaze and look at the bottomless abyss below, and that familiar feeling became even stronger.

He Xiaoshi couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, this was definitely his first time here, why did he have such a strange feeling, but in front of Monk Jiedan, of course he would not make any more attention-grabbing moves, so he could only forcibly put away the doubts in his heart.

After crossing the stone bridge, under the leadership of He Mingcheng, and after a few miles, the eyes suddenly opened up, several rows of strangely arranged houses, standing between the clouds and mist, among which there was a clear stream walking slowly, there were pale golden green bamboos with the thickness of the bowl mouth, slowly shaking, and there were more colorful strange flowers, exuding the fragrance that made the monks in a trance.

It can be described as a mortal fairyland.

"He Daoyou, could it be that these bamboos are all golden thunder bamboos?" Li Kaixuan asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

Even Mo Xiaoyao, who had been drooping his eyes, his eyes brightened.

He Mingcheng smiled "haha", and said with smugness: "Daoist friends laughed, what is the Golden Thunder Bamboo, no matter how deep the foundation of my palace is, it is impossible to plant it here like ordinary bamboo, these bamboos are only contaminated with a little bit of the spirituality of the Golden Thunder Bamboo, but for the evil, it also has a bit of restraint effect." ”

Li Kaixuan was silent for a long time, and then said convincingly: "Xuanqing Hall is really a big deal. ”

At this point, He Mingcheng laughed and said nothing.

The two of them said a few more casual words, and He Mingcheng said with a smile: "I will arrange a place for you to settle down here, by the way, Daoist friends of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but I am waiting for the two, or I will go and meet them for a while?"

Mo Xiaoyao, who had been silent, suddenly said with his lips slightly curled: "Okay." ”

Li Kaixuan didn't have any opinions, turned his head to Zhu Qian and the others behind him, and ordered a few words with a serious face.

The content is nothing more than to take a good rest, recharge your energy, and don't walk around.

Seeing this, He Mingcheng's eyes flashed slightly, but the smile on his face was even better.

"These senior brothers of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, you can arrange it," Then, He Mingcheng gave a faint order to the two deacon-looking disciples who were already standing beside him, and then took Mo and Li and walked towards a tall house surrounded by pale golden bamboo.

"Senior brothers, please go this way", one of the disciples, facing Zhu Qian and the others, made a gesture of invitation, and walked forward first.

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After a stick of incense, He Xiaoshi stood in the courtyard temporarily assigned to him, looking up at the pale golden bamboo planted in the middle of the courtyard, and the glimmer of light in his eyes flickered from time to time.

Regarding the Golden Thunder Bamboo, He Xiaoshi had learned about it from some ancient books, and knew that this thing was the best material for refining the best spiritual weapon.

This thing is said to be contaminated with the thunder of the sky, the day after tomorrow to grow into a strange thing, the real golden thunder bamboo, the color is pure gold, can absorb the aura of heaven and earth to grow.

The spiritual weapon refined from the golden thunder bamboo has an innate restraint effect on the evil things of heaven and earth, and is the favorite of those who cultivate the Dao method.

One level higher than the Golden Thunder Bamboo is the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo that there are not many in the entire mortal realm.

It is said that the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo is an extraordinary thing, which is an innate thing formed in the endless thunderstorm, and its power is more than that of ordinary magic weapons.

Since the Xuanqing Hall has such a large number of pale golden bamboos, I am afraid that it also has a real Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

He Xiaoshi kept thinking about the introduction of the golden thunder bamboo that he saw from the ancient books, and his curiosity about the thick pale golden bamboo in front of him became a little stronger.

He took a few steps forward, reached out and touched the bamboo, and wisps of tiny thunder and lightning flashed out from the place where he had touched.

At the same time, the thick bamboo also began to sway.

A slight tingling sensation appeared in He Xiaoshi's palm.

He Xiaoshi's curiosity was aroused, of course he would not take the liberty of attacking this thing, but cautiously poked out a wisp of his divine sense, and leaned towards the bamboo in front of him.

"Hmm", He Xiaoshi's face turned slightly pale.

That wisp of divine consciousness, the moment it came into contact with this bamboo, it was turned into nothing by a few tiny rays of lightning.

"Sure enough, it's not a mortal thing," He Xiaoshi thought in his heart, his mind moved slightly, and a stick with blood-red ends and a dark middle dotted with stars appeared in his hand.

He Xiaoshi held a black stick in his hand and slowly approached the bamboo.