Qianfengshan slowly turned around, stretched out his hand and stroked the inky blue smoke patterns on Mu Bai's demon armor, his eyes flashing with bright colors.

"It's really a Heavenly Demon Body, but it's still not enough, how many Demon Cores do you have?"

Mu Bai was shocked in his heart, how did Qianfeng Mountain know that he had a demon core. But it also makes sense, without a demon core, how can you improve the cultivation of this heavenly demon body.

"Back to the Holy Lord, Jing Nian still has nearly 10,000 demon cores!"

Mu Bai waved his hand, and nearly 10,000 demon cores were piled up in front of Qianfeng Mountain. Qianfengshan stretched out his hand and grabbed a magic core in his hand, measured it carefully, and pinched it hard, the blue magic core juice splashed out, burning a few wisps of white smoke in Qianfengshan's palm.

"It's really extraordinary, it can burn the body of the deity, it's really a holy thing for body refining. ”

Qianfengshan waved his hand and put the accumulated demon cores into a jade bottle and returned it to Mu Bai.

"Jing Nian, accepting you as the third son is the Holy Land's admiration and respect for the Heavenly Demon Clan, and in order to protect this precious inheritance, you have to practice diligently day and night. As for the required magic core, the deity will arrange it for you!"

"Thank you, Holy Lord!"

"I called you here this time to take you to the Holy Spirit Dojo and take you to see the demeanor of the Venerable Realm. ”

As soon as Qianfeng Mountain's words fell, eight elders immediately entered the Shanhe Hall, all of whom were extremely strong people around the middle stage of the Dao Spirit Realm. Another golden-veined brown-robed young man also stepped in, calmly and unhurriedly, with a majestic momentum, and between his gestures, he was quite similar to Qianfeng Mountain.

"Yu Quan meets the Holy Lord!"

Qianfengshan nodded, with a look of appreciation.

"This is the third brother, I'm the second brother Qianyuquan. Because he had just returned from outside, he didn't greet the third brother, look at Haihan!"

This Qianyu Quan is the second holy son of the Qianyuan Holy Land, and it is really very different from Qianhao and Qianxuan and others, and their prestige and cultivation are very different.

"Meet the second brother, Jing Nian doesn't dare to disturb the second brother!"

"Okay, you two don't have to be polite, you will be brothers in the future, and you should work together to magnify my holy land. Come with me to the Holy Spirit Ashram now. ”

I saw Qianfeng Mountain stretching out his hand and pointing at the huge map of mountains and rivers behind him, and his fingertips pointed to a giant peak at the foot of the mountain, and the huge map of mountains and rivers immediately shone brightly, enveloping everyone. When Mu Bai opened his eyes, everyone had already come to the foot of the mountain.

Although it is at the foot of the mountain peak, it is surrounded by clouds, and when you look down, you don't know how deep the ravines are tens of thousands of feet deep. Suddenly, there was a roar, and then I saw that there were cows roaming on the mountain, and the roar was like thunder. There is also the legendary Qiangliang, who has a snake in his mouth, a tiger's head and a human body, wielding a short stick and speeding in the mountain stream. Suddenly, a powerful Kunpeng rose from the ravine, its wings covering the sky, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was side by side with the red and fiery sun in the sky.

Qianfengshan and the others ignored these strange beasts and rare birds, did not say a word, and took the lead to climb higher on the mountain.

"Why don't you fly in the air, but take it one step at a time?"

Mu Bai felt the breath of the surroundings, desolate and simple like another world, but

There is no strong prohibition that prevents the monk from flying. Looking up at Qianfeng Mountain's serious expression, so did Qianyuquan, so he suppressed this thought, and just followed the two of them to climb up step by step, and the eight elders who followed behind him were also the same.

Climbed like this for half a day, along the way to see all the strange rocks, strange flowers and trees, several times to see the strange beasts and rare birds are not afraid of everyone calmly go, but still can not see the end of the peak, the outline of the surrounding distant mountains looms in the clouds and mist, the wind and clouds surge.

"Third brother, hold on a little longer, and you'll be here soon. ”

Qian Yuquan saw Mu Bai's doubts and said encouragingly.

"Well, Jing Nian followed the Holy Lord and Second Brother. ”

Sure enough, not long after walking again, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of them, sitting on a stone cliff with solemn expressions. The cracks in the stone cliff are intertwined like endless dragons, supporting a huge green pine, covering the sky and the sun like a cover, and the fluorescent dark green is like a jade carving.

When Qianfeng Mountain stepped towards the stone cliff, there were also more than ten people on the other side of the peak, all of whom were jade belts in green clothes, and the instruments were extraordinary. Mu Bai recognized one of them as Lu Changlin, the great elder of the Yuan Soul Holy Land, who had a beautiful and delicate face and facial features, which was unforgettable.

It can be seen that Lu Changlin is not the leader among the people from the Yuan Soul Holy Land, but a young man in the middle, majestic and restrained, but the vitality he exudes is extremely amazing, as if he can live forever if he is closer.

That is the Holy Lord of the Yuan Soul Holy Land, Lu Changsheng, of course, he is also a clone.

All the people in the Yuan Soul Holy Land are young people, not because they did it deliberately, but because this Holy Land inherits the Soul Cultivation Tantra, the soul power is strong, the vitality is infinite, and the reverse growth is common.

The two holy places were mortal rivals, the two groups of people met, no one looked at each other, Qianfengshan and Lu Changsheng were each sitting cross-legged under the green pine, and the holy son and elder-like figures could only stand respectfully on one side.

Not long after, another group of female cultivators moved the lotus step lightly and came suddenly. The leader was a white old woman, followed by a woman in white.

"Xuanjia Gate"

I don't know who said it softly, Mu Bai looked up, didn't look at anyone, just looked at the woman in white for a moment, as if he had fallen into reincarnation.

In countless reincarnations, he has encountered a pear tree, a pear tree, and a girl. The white figure made him unable to see his real face, and suddenly saw through it, it was the woman in white who came slowly in front of him, she walked into his heart step by step, out of his confusion and confusion.

Involuntarily, Mu Bai stepped forward and reached out to hold her hand and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Smack!"

The white old woman waved her hand and slapped Mu Bai on the face, slapping it out, leaving five deep blood marks on her face.

"Presumptuous! When did you Qianyuan Holy Land cultivate such a prodigal son!"

The old woman was angry and stretched out her hand to point at Qianfeng Mountain. Qianfengshan got up, apologetic.

"Don't be upset

, The kid is not a frivolous person, presumably for a reason. Why don't you apologize to Miss Twilight!"

Qianfengshan stepped to stop Mu Bai, and Mu Bai was also woken up by the slap, blushing, bowing his head to apologize.

"Excuse me! Don't come close to my door in the future, otherwise you won't blame the old body and not give you the face of the Qianyuan Holy Land!"

The old woman's anger did not subside, she walked to the green pine with a straight face, sat cross-legged and closed her eyes and meditated. Qianfengshan glanced at Mu Bai meaningfully, did not speak, and returned to the green pine.

Mu Bai was very embarrassed, but he still couldn't help but glance at the girl named Li Duxue, his heart was surging and quiet, and he didn't care about the disdainful glances of everyone. Li Duxue and several elders of the Xuanqi Sect stood far away, their faces unhappy and a little confused.

Qian Yuquan's face was gloomy, he was very displeased with the rash behavior of the third brother, and looked at Li Duxue's snow-white figure, only then did the gloom on his face dissipate.

(End of chapter)

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