Chapter 7 Red Cloud and Zhen Yuanzi

"Penglai Immortal Island is here, presumably the two immortal islands of Yingzhou and Abbot are not far apart!"

While talking to himself, Lin Xi's divine sense erupted, and after just exploring for a moment, two immortal islands that were not under the scale of Penglai Immortal Island appeared in his mind.

"Come here!"

With a thought, the two huge immortal islands suddenly shifted and came to the left and right sides of Penglai Immortal Island respectively.

"Rong!" I saw Lin Xi let out a low shout, and the two immortal islands were linked to Penglai Immortal Island respectively, and instantly turned into a super-large island, which was more of a small continent than an island.

"As the station of my Boundless Sect, I am barely qualified, and I will arrange it well!"

As the words fell, the chaotic sword qi that tore through the desolate void emanated from Lin Xi's body, forming small lotus sword formations, and small lotus sword formations converged to form a supreme sword formation that covered the entire Penglai Immortal Island!

After the sword array was arranged, with Lin Xi's movements, above the immortal island where the qi was thick and the glow was spreading, there were suspended islands floating in the air, as if the heavenly realm was as unpredictable.

On the fairy island, where the fairy mountains are lined up and the trees are lush and verdant, there are ten thousand palace towers in an instant, and at the same time, Qionglou Yuyu is also all over the fairy island, with the strange flowers and plants all over the island, making the whole fairy island full of fairy spirit and beautiful!

"In this way, it barely looks like an immortal sect!" Although he was very modest in his mouth, Lin Xi showed a satisfied look on his face, looking at the Penglai Immortal Island that had been rejuvenated in his hands, Lin Xi was a little complacent.

Taking one step, Lin Xi came to the door of the largest palace in the center of Penglai Immortal Island, and with a wave of his hand, the three big characters of Wuya Palace were imprinted on the door plaque, giving people a sense of majesty and not daring to offend.

"You two, choose a palace to live in. In the future, the shape-shifting creatures on my Penglai Immortal Island will be managed by you!"

"Please rest assured, I will not disappoint you!" Qingzhu and Baishi hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Nodding, Lin Xi took a step forward, entered the main hall directly, beckoned a futon casually, and then sat on it.

In the palm of his hand, the Hongmeng purple qi that had been included in Lin Xi's sleeve robe before was summoned by him, held it in the palm of his hand, and kept looking at it.

After a while, Lin Xi put it away again, the core of this Hongmeng purple qi contained a void lawlessness, but it could not be comprehended, and it could only be comprehended after attaining the holy position.

As for the holy position or something, it may be a dream opportunity for the creatures of the Flood Desolate Plane, but for Lin Xi, it is like a chicken rib, he can't use it, and he is not ready to hand it over to his disciples, after all, if he accepts the holy position of the Flood Desolate Chaos Universe, he can only be confined to this chaotic universe, and it can be said that he can't help himself.

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Penglai Immortal Island Wuya Sect, although Lin Xi has already started a sect, but it is very low-key, and did not directly start to open the mountain gate to recruit sect disciples, for a while, except for Lin Xi, who was in retreat and penance in the Wuya Palace, only Qingzhu and Baishi, two boys, sat boredly by the small pool, watching the lotus carp in the lake frolicking and playing.

"Qingzhu, do you say that the old man is powerful, or is that Hongjun Daozu more powerful?" Bai Shi asked with a smile on his cheeks.

"I don't know, the master is Daozun, Hongjun is Daozu, they all look powerful. Qingzhu sprinkled the fish food in his hand into the pool water and said casually.

"But according to the fame, our master is far worse than the Dao Ancestor, it is said that when the Dao Ancestor preached in the Zixiao Palace, there were three thousand great gods who went to listen to the Tao, and in the entire flood wilderness, as long as the existence of spiritual wisdom has been opened, they all know the name of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, relatively speaking, our master is too low-key!"

"Isn't this bad? Anyway, I like this kind of life, there are no disputes, I can do whatever I want, I can cultivate if I want to, and if I don't want to cultivate, I can play in the fairy island for a while, isn't it very comfortable?"

"You're right, a weak person like us can be a boy under the master's door, which is already a great merit, and we really can't be greedy anymore. ”

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In the west of the Flood Desolate Continent, there is a mountain peak that is not very large, although this mountain peak is not large, but it is a holy place for some scattered immortals who are not strong after transformation.

There is no other, just because there is a grand Taoist temple halfway up this little-known mountain.

The Taoist temple is called Wuzhuang Temple, which is known as the ancestor of the earth immortals, where the Zhenyuanzi Great Immortal cultivates, for most of the scattered immortals, they do not seek to become the disciples of Zhenyuan Daxian, but only seek to be able to enter the Wuzhuang Temple, and they are also satisfied to be a little boy.

Zhen Yuanzi, a quasi-saint cultivator, holds the Chaos Spirit Treasure Book of the Earth, and even has a Chaos Spirit Root-level ginseng fruit tree, whether it is strength or cultivation resources, among the great gods of the Flood Wilderness, he can be ranked in the forefront.

On this day, the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe and a Taoist temple walked out of the gate, and at the same time, beside him, a man in a red Taoist robe walked out side by side.

"Brother Hongyun, why don't you just refuse to listen to Brother Wei's advice, isn't it good to stay here for Brother Wei? It's very dangerous for you to go back so rashly!" the blue-robed man persuaded as he stepped forward with a worried look on his face.

"Brother Zhenyuan doesn't need to persuade me anymore, Hongmeng Purple Qi was given to me by Daozu himself, I don't believe that anyone really dares to disobey Daozu's orders and dare to trouble me!"

The young man with long red hair named Hongyun laughed, not paying attention to Zhen Yuanzi's persuasion, and after arching his hand, his figure soared into the sky.

"Thank you Brother Zhenyuan for your hospitality today, and when my brother and I become holy in the future, I will definitely find a way to win a chance for you to become holy!"

Looking at Hongyun's disappearing figure, Zhen Yuanzi sighed, a little helpless, "Hongyun, you are really confused, those few great gods who have obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi have all been accepted as disciples by Dao Ancestor, but you are the only one who has not been accepted as a disciple, such an obvious thing, why can't you see it?"

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However, it was said that after the red cloud left Wuzhuang Temple, he did not return directly to his Huoyun Cave, but teleported to the east.

"If I become holy in the future, how can I not have a good dojo? I heard that there are countless immortal islands in the East China Sea, let me go and take a look, if I can find a better dojo than the Fire Cloud Cave, it will also be in line with my identity as a saint in the future of Hongyun!"

In his own words, the frequency of the red cloud's teleportation did not decrease at all, and in the spatial transformation again and again, he finally came to the sky over the East China Sea with the red robe floating in the wind.