The gods of Penglai left the ruins, like a white rainbow, and flew towards the direction of Penglai Mountain at a very fast speed, leaving six white cloud trails in the sky, like a corridor in the fairy world, which is amazing.

The ruins are at the junction of the four seas in the far east, and they are thousands of miles away from Penglai Mountain. Even the cultivation of Yun Zhongjun and the others took half a day to come to the location of Penglai Mountain.

But at this moment, the Immortal Mountain had been destroyed, and only a ruin was left within a radius of a hundred miles, and the enchantment that had condensed the majestic energy before had also been destroyed. If someone passes by at this time, it is impossible to imagine that this was once the world-famous Penglai Immortal Mountain.

At this moment, the occasional bird glided through the sky, and with a pleasant cry, the gods looked up and saw a few colorful feathers, slowly drifting by. And that swift figure had disappeared into the depths of the sky.

This is the Luan Bird that once lived on the Immortal Mountain, with phoenix blood on its body and strong spiritual power. But it is also gone today, and once it enters the turbid world of the Great Wilderness, its powerful bloodline will gradually fade and become an ordinary bird.

The gods sighed and stopped, not knowing what to do.

"What should I do now?" Xiang Jun found a broken jade platform, sat down, drank a big gulp, and then asked.

As soon as his voice fell, Mrs. Xiang, Da Si Ming, Shao Si Ming and others also set their eyes on Yun Zhongjun and Dongjun, at this moment Donghuang Taiyi has fallen, and there are only six Penglai Eight Gods left, and everyone faintly regards the two gods of heaven and earth as the head, and Donghuang Taiyi has passed on the spell of "recreating the world" before he died, and only they have the ability to restore the fairy mountain to its original state.

Dongjun's face was full of sadness, she waved her jade hand, and a little green light flew down, and in the chaos of stones, several large trees that had been cut off regained their vitality and grew vigorously, and soon they were thousands of feet high.

After another moment, a few birds fell, playing and chirping among the leaves.

The gods looked at the situation in front of them, and they were surprised and smiled bitterly, they couldn't imagine that there was only so much left in the immortal mountain where all things had grown and countless spirit beasts had survived. However, since the spiritual root of Penglai Mountain has not been broken, it is not impossible to recover, it is just a matter of time.

"Although the spiritual root of the immortal mountain is still there, the barrier that once condensed energy has been broken, if it is not restored as soon as possible, I am afraid that from now on Penglai will just be an ordinary mountain in the East China Sea. Dongjun said lightly.

When the gods heard this, their faces changed greatly, and Xiang Jun threw the wine gourd he had drunk into the sea, stood up, and said, "Then what are you waiting for? ”

"You can rest and recuperate for the time being, and leave the matter of resetting the barrier to me and the god of heaven. Dongjun smiled.

As soon as the words fell, Dongjun's figure flew up and jumped to the height of the mountain, and the green light around him surged, full of endless vitality. At the same time, Yun Zhongjun's body also flashed and flew into the sky, and in an instant, a majestic heavenly spirit spread, faintly forming a light shield suspended above everyone's heads.

Mrs. Xiang put Feng Yi and Yu Xi on a jade platform, meditated and rested with peace of mind, the breeze around her body was warm, her expression was flat, extremely relaxed, and after a while, she seemed to blend into the surrounding space.

The three gods of Xiangjun, Da Si Ming, and Shao Si Ming also stood on the jade platform respectively, pranayama and condensation.

In the sky, Dongjun waved his jade hand, pinching a shining silver needle, the tip of the needle condensed an incredible green light, and where it crossed, there were even seeds of flowers and plants growing without soil, turning into dense vines, flowers in full bloom, colorful.

The meridian needle flew in the sky, gradually merging with the spirit of heaven. After a while, a huge green light shrouded in the sky, and countless green stars fell like a torrential rain.

On the ruins of Penglai, those dead immortal grass and ancient trees are full of vitality, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it will not take a moment to become a dense jungle, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel refreshed.

At this moment, Mrs. Xiang opened her eyes and said with a smile in the wind: "Lord Dongjun, let me help a little." ”

Dongjun nodded, smiling freely. Mrs. Xiang's clothes flew, and the green silk turned into a black satin in the air, shining with luster. She was ethereal, and a fierce wind was set off with her gestures, but the wind was fast, and when it landed on the mountain, it instantly became gentle and warm, as if a pair of invisible hands were caressing the fairy mountain.

"Flower trade winds, detached from metamorphosis!"

In an instant, the ruins within a radius of 100 miles were full of greenery, flowers everywhere, and spirit saucers were flying, as if a colorful neon had been born in the vast East China Sea.

After that, the gods of Penglai showed their magical powers, and the two gods of heaven and earth spent several months to finally complete the repair of the enchantment of Penglai Immortal Mountain, and a majestic energy gathered in it, just like the dragon galloping, the phoenix dancing for nine days.

As soon as the enchantment was completed, Penglai Immortal Mountain greedily devoured the surrounding heaven and earth energy, and the infinite spiritual power rushed in like a torrent, quickly nourishing all the newborn things on the immortal mountain. However, this also brought great benefits to the Penglai gods, and the last bit of injury in their bodies was also completely recovered after absorbing the terrifying spiritual power, and even cultivated better than before.

It's just that Feng Yi and Yu Xi have been sleeping all the time, and there is no sign of waking up.

"Is something wrong?"

Xiangjun frowned, a trace of worry in his heart. However, the cultivation of Feng Yi and the others has now faintly reached the realm of sub-saints, even if it is the insight of the thunder god, he can't see what kind of state Feng Yi is in at this moment?

"I see that their breath is stable, and the fluctuating dantian has gradually calmed down, not like something is wrong. Mrs. Xiang also said lightly, she muttered a few words, and suddenly looked at Xiang Jun with suspicion in her eyes.

"You were the most seriously injured before, and now you are not completely well, why have you been staring at this kid and the Nine-Tailed Holy Maiden?

"How come? How could it be?" Xiang Jun was so frightened that he jumped out of the way at once, and said hurriedly: "Lao Tzu obviously only has you in his heart, what are you guessing? Could it be that you still don't believe me after so many years?"

Mrs. Xiang's face softened a little when she heard this, and she sighed, her eyes showing worry.

Xiangjun was extremely distressed when he saw this, but he was helpless. He knew the worry in Xuanzhu's heart, the two of them were originally brothers and sisters, but they had an indecent relationship, which is a taboo today.

Although there was also an ambiguous legend between the two saints of Fuxi Nuwa back then, no one has mentioned it to this day.

"Hmph, no matter what, you are not allowed to come to see this Nine-Tailed Holy Maiden every day, you honestly go and help Yun Zhongjun and Dongjun repair the Immortal Mountain, don't be idle all day long. Xiangjun said angrily.

"Who is rare?" Xiang Jun felt insulted, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu is still afraid that he will destroy the fairy mountain if he shoots too hard? ”

Xiangjun snorted coldly and strode out.

And during this period of time, the big Si Ming and the young Si Ming were also inseparable, Bing Yi was already cold, and she was even more depressed after the death of her father Wuzhiqi, especially when she thought that the enemy Yu Hanxun was still at large, she was unhappy in her heart, and she couldn't help but have a trace of killing intent.

Xihe couldn't help but say: "Then I will go to the Great Wilderness and go to his head to give it to you." He had a fiery temperament, and as soon as he spoke, a raging fire burned all around him, and bursts of golden light and shadow flew out of his body.

"Wait. Bingyi exclaimed.

Xihe said: "Bingyi, whatever you want, I will help you do it." ”

When Bing Yi heard this, there was also a slight change in his cold heart. She couldn't help but think of the time she had with Xihe in the past, the two were in the same situation, sympathetic to each other, but they were not good at words, and they often looked at the sea on the top of Penglai Mountain, and sat for several days.

And Xihe, who was as fierce as fire, came to him, and he also suppressed his temperament and became quiet.

And after March, the previous ruins have completely changed, the mountains are towering, the clouds are shrouded, the majestic energy is like a river rushing in the sky above the fairy mountain, and those dead fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum are also growing rapidly.

These cherished spiritual objects are not only reproduced by the rich spiritual power on the fairy mountain, but also exhale a majestic natural breath while growing, so that the immortal energy on Penglai Mountain is becoming more and more intense, and I believe that in just a few years, the fairy mountain can restore most of its original appearance.

On this day, the two gods of heaven and earth were still casting spells, urging the magic circle above the fairy mountain, and the two gods of water and fire urged the fairy arts, and rained down the rain of vitality, which condensed countless energies in it, and quickly fell to the land of the fairy mountain. The two gods of wind and thunder used their divine power to set off monstrous waves in the East China Sea, and those immortal mountain divine stones that were silent at the bottom of the sea were brought up and returned to their original places.

Seeing that the Immortal Mountain had regained its original vitality, the gods were greatly relieved in their hearts, and they only felt that they had lived up to the entrustment of the Eastern Emperor.

From now on, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi will be gone, and they can only rely on their own strength. After the battle of the ruins, the gods of Penglai are no longer high, they know that compared to this heaven and earth, their strength is not strong, even the human beings who have always been considered cowardly and insignificant by them can give birth to strong will and existence.

Just as the gods stopped and discussed the next plan, in the distance of the immortal mountain, a sudden burst of abnormal movements, and a violent shock wave spread, knocking down all the jungles within a thousand zhang, and it was a mess.

"That's ......," the Great Si Ming exclaimed, although they were far away, he still sensed that this force was extremely powerful. At least not weaker than yourself!

The two gods of heaven and earth glanced at each other, revealing a hint of joy, but before they could speak, they had already seen Xiangjun laughing, and then his body was like electricity, and he flew in that direction.

"Damn, these two people have slept for so long, and when they wake up, they will wreak havoc, I have to teach them a lesson!"