Chapter 12: Nine Songs Immortal Realm
Nine Songs Immortal Realm.
Now it is the leader of the entire Upper Immortal Realm.
In the past 10,000 years, the immortals who have gathered countless immortal feathers and turned into immortals have always smelled the immortal names of the Jiuqu Immortal Realm, and they have settled in the Jiuqu Immortal Prefecture, and the Jiuqu Immortal Realm has gradually risen and risen.
Today, the acting head of the Jiuqu Immortal Realm is the Jingxing Immortal Venerable who is highly respected and expected.
Jingxing Immortal Venerable was still a Jingxing Sanren hundreds of years ago, and in just such a few hundred years, he has already become an Immortal Venerable, and he is the youngest Immortal Venerable in the Jiuqu Immortal Realm.
Although he is the acting leader, the current leader has announced a retreat, and it is just that the heavens and thunders will not come out, and when the immortals first heard the news, they knew that it was hopeless when the leader came out of the mountain.
Today's Jingxing Immortal Venerable, the only one in the four seas and eight wildernesses, the three realms and Kyushu, has a high moral and respected immortal family with a praise ratio of 99%, although most of the immortal families have been cultivating for thousands of years, they have already experienced the practice of eternal life and seen through the red dust. However, the absolute immortal talent, a group of male immortals have to admit that the Jingxing Immortal Venerable is a genius who only came out of 10,000 years, and the immortal foundation that you have worked so hard to achieve has already been reached.
As for the other half of the female immortals, Jingxing Immortal Venerable doesn't even need to look at the immortal base or anything, just the appearance that leans into the three worlds of people, gods and ghosts, is to lie down and win.
It can be said that it is worthy of the name of "National White Horse Immortal".
Jingxing Xianzun is really good-looking, his appearance and talent are all off the charts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he will not be able to produce such an immortal family in ten thousand years.
But the high place is unbearable, Jingxing Xianzun is famous, and he cares about his reputation very much, so he suffers a lot of female fairies, full of unrequited love and admiration, but none of them dare to approach, and they don't even take the opportunity to give up their identity in the fairy court to be a fairy maid.
Because there are no half female fairies in the fairy court of Jiuqu Prefecture.
At this time, in the immortal court, Jingxing Immortal Zun wore a white brocade robe, compared with the free, scattered, and individualized costumes of the immortals in Jiuquzhou, it seemed that he could attend the ceremony at any time, and a noble and alienated look could make you see the alienation and gap between people for eighteen thousand miles.
Luck - Jingxing Immortal Venerable's personal immortal servant, naturally can't fall into the face of his own immortal venerable.
Dressed in black clothes straight without a trace of wrinkles, he has the charm of an immortal, but he doesn't care about his appearance, and the style of clothes on his body has not been changed for hundreds of years. At this time, he was outside the door, his eyes were slightly drooping, and his expression was slightly heavy.
Immortal Venerable, who has always been self-contained, has looked up at the window for the third time. If in the past, on two birthdays, I didn't see Xianzun raise his head once, but now it's only one birthday yet.
Following the fortune for many years, he must have something going on with his own immortal venerable.
"Jingle bell, jingle bell—" Feng Yun heard the sound of the curtain shaking, and immediately straightened his waist.
"Are they all idle and have nothing to do?" Feng Yun only heard a sound from inside the house, and felt that the situation was more serious than he expected.
It's just that there are no major events in Xianzhou recently, not even a small thing, eighty percent of the immortals have retreated, and the rest have also gone through the experience together, and Fengyun can't even think of a thing that can be called a thing.
Suddenly, Feng Yun was stunned, and his eyes almost looked up at his own immortal venerable with presumptuousness.
Isn't it, that thing......
"Immortal Venerable, according to the calendar of the mortal world, it has only been less than a month now...... "That Chu girl from the Lost Mountain Imperial Pool?" It's been so long, and you're still chasing it?
Immortal Venerable's belly has never been so small for tens of thousands of years.
It's just that, according to luck, it's better to kill it with a knife.
The man in the fairy court turned around slightly, looking at the luck of speaking, his handsome facial features were pleasing even if he was unhappy, like the sun and the moon scorching light, so dazzling that you could directly ignore the cold snort.
One month?
It's three hundred years.
Three hundred years, it actually allowed her to live another three hundred years, and a fool is a fool, a fool who has not been enlightened at all, even if she lives, she is still a fool.
A layer of cold sweat is on the back of luck.
This is......
This is getting bolder......
I really thought he wouldn't hold Miyama Miike accountable.
"The subordinates are derelict in their duties-" Feng Yun immediately knelt down, at that time, Xianzun obviously meant to let go of the Chu girl in the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond, and did not want to kill them all, after all, it has been a matter for so long, and now this is going to be ......
Make a clean sweep of?
"The subordinates will send people to ......"
"No need, those spirit beasts who escaped from the gate escaped to the mortal world with immortal strips, you can go there yourself-"
Feng Yun was stunned, and some didn't sort out the brain circuits of his own immortal venerable.
Those spirit beasts who escaped from the gate committed immortal rules, and it was a few days ago, didn't the immortal venerable also let it go? At this time......
These retreating guys are very cunning, and now that they have been in the mortal world for half a year, how can he find them?
I didn't dare to say this when I was lucky.
"Subordinates obey—"
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Just as Chu Xiyin was busy avoiding Le Zhengwei, who had already cleared up the relationship between the Xianmen and others, he didn't want to have anything to do with the past, but someone took the initiative to find the door.
Chu Xiyin was stunned when she looked at her sister-in-law who had almost changed her appearance in front of her, but the flower on her head still made Chu Xiyin sit down for the first time.
"Sister-in-law?" The sister-in-law of Lahua in Chu Xiyin's mind is the most beautiful person in the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond, she has the exact same face as a mortal human being, and she is the result of the earliest connection between the Lost Mountain Imperial Pool and the mortal world.
Sister-in-law Huhua also took the most care of Chu Xiyin in the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond.
"Shein, is it really you?" Sister-in-law Lahua looked excited, her hands fluttering in the air, and walked in the direction of Chu Xiyin.
Chu Xiyin immediately greeted her, although the last thing she wanted to see at the moment was this result, but the problem was that the people from the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond had already been found, and it would be useless to hide any longer.
"Sister-in-law, how did you find me?" Chu Xiyin asked directly, although Aunt Suhua has talent in this area, and at this time, she is also a real future, and she has pinched a soul silk, but she has been reborn, and she doesn't think that Aunt Lahua will still be able to find her.
"Xiyin, Xiyin, I've been in the mortal world for six or seven years, and I've been looking for you for six or seven years—" Aunt Lahua's words made Chu Xiyin stunned.
Six or seven years, at that time, she was still a wisp of wandering spirit. Le Zheng has only succeeded in repairing her soul now, but what is Aunt Lahua doing in the mortal world, a trace of bad premonition immediately used Chu Xiyin's heart.
"Shein, you've had big ideas since you were a child, and I can only count on you for this." As soon as Aunt Lahua cried, the soul silk was blurred, and Chu Xiyin only saw Aunt Lahua's slender legs, which were still the same as before.
"Auntie, don't worry, what's going on?" Aunt Lahua is timid, but she is very kind, and she is good to Qingji.
It must have been something that happened to Qingji's boys.