Ma Feifei was already stunned.

Zhang Yunji looked at Ma Feifei's stunned expression and thought it was normal, because he was like this at the beginning, so regardless of Ma Feifei, Zhang Yunji continued: "In the 30,000 years of Canglong, there have been rumors that someone has had the blessing of immortals, but in the end they were all confirmed to be false, so as to spread falsehood. ”

"It is precisely because Canglong has not appeared in the blessings of immortals for 30,000 years that many people think that this legend is fake. ”

"But in fact, some high-level families in the Canglong Continent are very sure that this legend is true, and the reason why it has not yet appeared is that the time has not yet come. ”

"And it is said that if the blessings of the immortals appear, it will be the five kinds that appear together, as long as the blessings of the five immortals appear again in the Canglong Continent, they will be able to break the dilemma of not becoming an immortal in the Canglong Continent for 30,000 years. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yunji was also excited, pointing to the projection and saying: "Our family is a firefly, which has been blessed by the immortals, and has the exquisite heart in the five blessings. Shopkeeper, do you know what that means?"

"Does it mean that your sister will become an immortal in the future?" Ma Feifei replied subconsciously.

Zhang Yunji shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Shopkeeper, you are only half right. It's good that Liuying will become an immortal, but more importantly, the birth of the Linglong Heart means that the blessings of the other four immortals have also been born! The blessings of the five kinds of immortals will be released, and the curse of Canglong not becoming an immortal for 30,000 years will be broken, and then becoming an immortal will no longer be an illusion, and the scene of immortals walking everywhere in ancient times is also coming!"

There have been no immortals in the Canglong Continent for a full 30,000 years!

In the past 30,000 years, how many romantic figures, the power of the peak of the ninth stage of the Spirit Saint, tried to break through the shackles and wanted to step into the realm of immortals, but they all died of depression and depression.

Everyone said that this was a confinement left by the immortals to the descendants of the Canglong Continent, and as long as the blessings of the immortals were not born, there would never be immortals in the Canglong Continent!

Immortal is the goal that every cultivator strives for all his life, why do you cultivate? Just to achieve the realm of immortals, higher than the sky!

If you don't become an immortal, you can't bear the erosion of time after all.

No matter how beautiful you are, you will be the best in the world, and you will eventually be buried in the ground, unable to escape the endless sleep.

......

"It's a bit of a shock indeed. Ma Feifei sighed.

Even if it is a salted fish like him, he actually hopes that he can become an immortal one day and live forever.

After all, everyone wants to live longer, longer.

"So, no matter how profound this illusion is, in the face of the blessings of the immortals, there is nothing to hide. Zhang Yunji said confidently.

Ma Feifei nodded, if this is the case, Liuying's seven-trick exquisite heart is much more powerful than the seven-trick exquisite heart inside, look, the blessing of the immortals, listening to the name, it will be graded.

At this time, Zhang Yunji suddenly bumped Ma Feifei's shoulder.

Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Unmarried. Zhang Yunji raised his eyebrows.

"Are you bold, dare to talk to me like this? Yu Qingyang, drag him out for me and beat him to death. Ma Feifei shouted at Yu Qingyang.

"I was wrong about the owner. Zhang Yunji's face collapsed instantly, and he hurriedly ran away.

"Don't think I don't know what your idea is, and you want to introduce your sister to me? Ma Feifei rolled his eyes, lay on the table and continued to watch the development of the plot.

......

In the projection, the flowing fireflies cross the river in white.

It went smoothly and there were no problems.

On the other side of the land, the whole river suddenly changed color, the blood water became the river water, clear to the bottom, and the turbulent water became gentle, flowing slowly.

"It's an illusion!" Seeing this scene, the cultivators inside and outside the bookstore reacted, and they were surprised one by one.

"How did Miss Liuying tell that this was an illusion?" A powerful person who was close to the realm of Lingzun had a shocked expression, if it wasn't for this illusion to break on its own, he wouldn't have known that the scene just now was an illusion.

The old man didn't see it. An old man shook his head, his strength had already stepped into the realm of Lingzun, but he couldn't even compare to the Liuying of the realm of the Spirit King, and his face was ashamed.

"I don't see it either. Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Just when everyone was ashamed of themselves, Liuying had already walked towards the mountain range and came to the end of the plot, in front of the Mangcang Mountain Xiao Temple.

It's not so much a temple as a dilapidated and rotten house.

Painted gold roofs, tattered red doors, and netted eaves.

The ancient trees around are towering, the green trees are shady, the branches are like creepers, and the bricks and tiles on the roof are scattered all around, and the sunlight shines into the Xiao Temple from the roof like a giant pillar, illuminating the scene in the Xiao Temple.

Liuyi held the remnant sword and walked into the Xiao Temple.

Enter the hall, there are nine steps of 30 meters in the opposite direction, and on the steps, the dragon throne is carved with gold lacquer. On the throne, a white skeleton sits on it.

With a burly body, he must have been a king who looked down on the world during his lifetime

Now, it has turned into a white bone, the stump sleeves are fluttering, and the king is lonely.

On either side of the throne of the gold-lacquered carved dragon, there is a drum stand erected, and because no one has touched it for many years, the drum stand has become tattered, and there are cobwebs in the gaps.

Liuying stepped forward, came to the bottom of the steps, first saluted the white bones, and then walked to the drum stand on the right, and according to the hint, the Ziying Sword was hidden in this drum stand.

Sweeping away the cobwebs from the cave entrance with her sword, Hotaru reached inside.

The cultivators inside and outside the bookstore became extremely quiet at this moment, staring at Liuying with nervous faces, the eighth-order spirit sword, whether or not it can be obtained depends on this.

Very smoothly, a white and tender hand grabbed a purple spirit sword and appeared in front of everyone.

"Got it!" everyone shouted softly, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

'Buzz~'

The Purple Ying Sword trembled slightly, as if to tell the Flowing Firefly that it was willing to become the Spirit Sword of the Flowing Firefly.

The high-level spirit sword already has its own spiritual intelligence.

Liu Ying was very happy, looking at the Ziying Sword in her hand, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and with a sound of 'Qiang~', she pulled out half of the body of the Ziying Sword and exposed it outside.

The purple purple sword looks extremely dazzling under the sunlight, and the sword body also exudes a faint purple light, and there are two words engraved from the sword body to the hilt: Ziying.

"Okay, let's go back then. "Liuhotaru put the sword into the sheath with a bang, and was about to go down the steps when he suddenly stopped and glanced at the drum rack on the left.

"You say, could the drum rack on the left also have an eighth-order spirit weapon?" The people in the bookstore seemed to know Liu's thoughts, and they began to discuss it.

"I think there would be, otherwise there would have been two drum racks for no reason. Someone affirmed.

"Maybe it's a trap?" someone questioned, as it is common in the world of practitioners to die due to greed.

"It makes sense, too. ”

"What if you don't?"

Before everyone could argue about the result, Liuying's final choice was to give up and walk down the stairs.

'Ding~'

'Story mission complete!'

'Brush~'

The book shone with golden light, and a ray of light shot out from inside, and a firefly appeared inside the bookstore.

At the same time, the book slowly fell to the table, and at the time of the page, there was a cloud of golden light.

Ziying Sword, it's inside!