Don't forget the two-phase instrument, Ling crosses the Tianzhao Gate, the fairy sword takes the xia to go, and I become an immortal bone. The birds are singing, the beasts are cihui, the illusion of Wu Ling is rising, and the soul of the hundred immortals is ......

Ling Xian Shangshen stood on the roof of the Wuling Immortal Pavilion, listening to the new students stepping on the auspicious water bluestone and reciting the entrance immortal oath, casually using their slender fingers as white as snow fat to lightly support the curling clouds and smoke rising from the world in front of him, the ethereal white dust and smoke seemed to be enchanted around his skin, along the golden white tulle Daohua slowly soaked his body, through his star-like eyes, and fell into the faint fragrance of his waist and smeared long silk green hair. Before he became an immortal, when he had not yet stepped into this immortal realm, when he was still a Taoist who traveled in the world, when he was still a child who ate in the world, how deep was he to be able to experience the fireworks in the world that drifted away in the clear sky after a thousand years, how beautiful and precious is the memory worth remembering for a thousand years......

"Senior Brother Xianhua, what are you doing here? Master has asked me to look for you for a long time, you are leisurely, your senior brother, I am about to break my leg, hey" Du Ling Shangshen walked towards him in a blue and white Changsha style, and his mouth was still muttering.

Bai Xianhua has long been surprised by his senior brother's attitude towards Du Ling, and since he took off his red dust coat and put on this immortal costume without Ling Xiandu, he has been opposite to his senior brother day and night, and he has already figured out his senior brother's temperament for thousands of years, and he is full of worries about his life, the mouth of the old mother, the heart of cabbage and tofu, he is cautious in everything he does, and he is afraid of making mistakes. But in the eyes of outsiders, every word and deed of Tilt Ling is a model of the immortal family, and in the eyes of Bai Xianhua, he is a stupid person with a positive appearance and a second heart, which is simply a contrast between yin and yang with his unruly and grinning personality.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here stupidly? Every day, you come to this Wuling Immortal Pavilion to punish the station, is there any sweetheart on the other side of the illusion to tell the senior brother, I am good, the master has fulfilled your lovesick suffering" Before the words fell, Ling touched Bai Xianhua's clothes with his elbow, and his hand dispersed the fireworks around him, leaking out the eyes of the special two, and there was a trace of evil and evil smile on his mouth

Bai Xianhua ignored it completely, retracted his fingers, and a light smoke immediately gathered suddenly, and the golden light appeared and turned into a white bead embedded in him, losing the mortal taste and adding a faint fragrance.

"Senior brother, you are in a bad mood for me to enjoy the beautiful scenery, you have to find a chance to return me, if you don't pay it back, I will tell the master about your drunken dreams," Bai Xianhua leaned on the Loulan pole and looked like an uncle was dragging on Du Ling's slow quiet path, and from time to time he also picked the long eyebrows of the willow leaves, and lived with a sense of déjà vu in the boudoir.

"Okay, okay, who called you my junior brother, a little goblin who never suffers," Du Ling smiled, and at the same time swiped Xianhuajiu's slightly reddened nose in the breeze with his warm fingers, and the slightest coolness passed through his hand to his heart.

"Senior brother, didn't you just say that the master is looking for me, let's go quickly, don't let the master and his old man wait in a hurry" In fact, Bai Xianhua knew very well that the master was generally in a hurry, and it must be a red light and an immortal talisman appeared, and the senior brother's attitude of being in a hurry for fear of delaying the matter looked at the big thing, in fact, there was no need to be in a hurry, and the reason why it was like this was completely because of his senior brother's character

"I almost missed the right thing, hurry up, don't ink, hurry up, hurry up," Du Ling didn't say a word, pulled Xianhua is trot, and went straight to Qianling Fei Pavilion, now at the gate of the palace where the fairy aura lingers, Du Ling tidied up his clothes, completely scattered, and turned around to tidy up Xianhua's golden silk white clothes, paused, and said softly

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," led Xianhua into the main entrance.

Xianhua helplessly raised his star-like eyes, threw a roll of his eyes, and gave his senior brother an insult in his heart, and followed his senior brother into the palace gate. The moment he stepped into the green cloud stone covering the whole house, the fairy clouds dispersed and Zhou diffused appeared, Wuling Guzun his master was wearing the auspicious clouds and dragon begging for phoenix red clothes to entertain guests, leaning sideways on the nine-colored fairy spirit clouds, wiping white hair as clear as spring water and flowing down through the handsome cheeks, falling into the spirit clouds, slender and white fingers from time to time also rolled up a touch of white and put it on the tip of the nose, red tulle white lining, a good picture of the national spring palace, Xianhua has long been not interested in his master's skin, who doesn't know that his master Wu Ling Guzun has cultivated himself for thousands of years, and his merit and mana are boundless, but he is an extremely narcissistic person who can't tolerate others saying that he is not good at all。 What he does is always right, his beauty is always the first in eternity, and of course no one dares to say that he is wrong or ugly, after all, his magic power and his alluring beauty are impeccable. Although in the eyes of outsiders, Wuling Guzun is a legendary real existence, but in the eyes of Xianhua, he is his master, the handsome and beautiful man who makes him an immortal, especially the handsome man who plays with his child's temper.

"Xianhua, Du Ling, you are here, come to the master's side, the master will introduce you to a few guests who have come from afar today," Wuling Guzun stood up, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly

Xianhua and Du Ling walked through the Qingyun Stone through the eyes of dozens of strangers with the immortal qi under their feet, and faintly heard a voice of exclamation from the side

: I have long heard that the handsomeness of the gods of Ling Xian without Ling Xiandu is comparable to the beauty of his master, this is completely a rumor, he is obviously more enchanting and heroic than his master, and he is very amazing

: Don't you say this, if this is heard by Wuling Guzun, you will have to abolish your thousand-year-old Taoism, but don't say it, a person like me, who is only a woman, has a kind of burning wolf smile when he sees his figure like this, and he has the urge to rush to the crown with a red face, and the beauty of life is good

Xianhua vaguely heard them talking about it, although he couldn't hear it clearly, but it was inevitable that a trace of diaphragm rose in his heart, but he still suppressed his mentality, calmly came to his master's face, and looked at the group of immortal disciples below with his senior brother, and a contemptuous attitude suddenly arose in his heart, and scolded unconsciously, ants.

In fact, Xianhua is right, Wu Ling Xiandu is the only one among thousands of immortals who has eternal immortal immortal law and a unique sect to become an immortal, its immortal law is far from being able to control these garbage immortal cultivators, Wu Ling Xiandu's immortal law has extremely high requirements for the immortal cultivators themselves, emphasizing the past life and the next life, the so-called previous life is not a life but a life after life, since the bloodline is the time when you need to accumulate virtue and do good deeds to complete the merit department, once the demon heart is near, ten thousand years of immortal bones are gone. This is the lowest level of immortal law that can only be cultivated by immortal cultivators of the family. Only this immortal method will not urge the immortal root and destroy the immortal mansion. And the so-called afterlife is the immortal bone of the immortal gate, the immortal needs to enter the chaotic primordial spirit mirror, find his immortal bone in a daze, and use the blood vein to condense a magic weapon that only belongs to him, and the power of the magic weapon not only determines your future but also determines your present day, it sounds simple but it is difficult to do it in a flat step, the world is vast and rootless, and the white bones of the previous life are so easy to need the blood to resonate, even if you are lucky to find it, you need to help the bloodline, ninety-nine eighty-one days, the sky and the earth are thunderous, and you need to keep the blood to help, if you interrupt the previous efforts, If you become a formal disciple of Wu Ling Xiandu, you can find a teacher wearing immortal clothes, and Wu Ling Xiandu's current dynasty is currently unknown to no one but the world knows that after this dynasty, there are only three people in the world for a thousand years, and this is higher than the blue sky Wu Ling Immortal. Wu Ling Gu Zun Immortal Wu Ling, Ling Immortal on the god Bai Xianhua, Du Ling on the god of Ling.

"This is Qiu Shangbo of the Immortal Pavilion and the proud protégé of his family, what do you forget" Xian Wuling nodded disdainfully, and the handsome man next to him withdrew his precious finger

"Little Life Forget River Water" bowed his head and almost fell to the ground with a deep baggage

Xianhua snorted coldly and was bored

Wuling Guzun obviously didn't have the slightest cold for these sesame-sized immortal cultivators, and after letting them introduce themselves, he leaned sideways on the nine-colored fairy spirit cloud again, and the more he listened, the more sleepy he became, and he almost fell asleep, but out of the nobility of his status, he still smiled and pretended to be kind and loving in his heart

: In the Xiannan Mountain Immortal Sword Mansion, the Sleeveless and the protégé of the Mansion stayed Qingzhu to meet Wuling Guzun and the two gods, and prepared their own heirloom Immortal Sword Qing Immortal Sword and Absolute Dust Sword to the two gods, and then said with a crackling sound.

Although it is said that Bai Xianhua has his own bone refining magic weapon, he still fell in love with the Qing Immortal Sword at a glance, the faint tenacity of the cold light, the fiery sword body of the Nine Heavens Xuanbing Red Vulture, and the sword Bing formed after the hardening of the heart thunder, a good sword is really a good sword, Wuling Guzun saw the slight change in Xianhua's face with a slanted eye, and responded

"Or Nanshan Immortal Sword Mansion has a heart, take the fairy sword of my own mountain gate to honor me, this deep mountain fairy gate, I am very happy, for the sake of your heart, I will reward your son with a cloud talisman" As soon as the words fell, a red light flew out from Gu Zun's hand, reaching the Baihui of the green bamboo, and suddenly a red flower appeared in his foyer, which was very good-looking, which made the guests envious, and he was ashamed of why he couldn't spend more money

Leave no sleeve hurriedly buckle his head and drag the bamboo to kowtow, buckle the forehead flushed before thanking Dade up, he deeply knows the meaning of the red rune, this is how many people can't ask for a spell to the cloud rune, with this rune can be said to be a hundred years of immortal capital, this hundred years of immortal capital in the mortal world can call the wind and rain, in the fairy world can still be a steady step, and in this Wuling immortal degree this hundred years of immortal capital can be worth a life, with this degree of cloud charm can be used to resist the first level of the entrance to the unbounded illusion: this also means that it is one step closer to the test of the past life and the next life, leaving the sleeveless old tears and patting the shoulder of the bamboo is full of relief

Xian Hua swept a glance, and the Qing Immortal Sword turned into golden light into his sleeve, and the Absolute Dust Sword also disappeared into everyone's shocked eyes with the slight movement of Du Ling's fingers

Xianhua was still playing with this Qing Xianjian with his divine sense, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, suddenly a loud voice full of temptation interrupted his thoughts, and his consciousness returned to a young man in light blue green clothes appeared in front of him, and the afterglow projected by Xianling on his back made him a little illusory and lost Xianhua's eyes, and he saw clearly this young man in blue clothes and white lined with gold edges, his clear eyes reflected the glow of ten miles, his reddish lips seemed to be a hundred miles of spring makeup, his moist cheeks and heroic face had black hair fishing, and his slender and powerful fingers seemed to rub the smoke to see him lose his mind

After many years, there will always be such a person, in your thousand-year-old dusty state of mind dust to project a touch of soft light to you, so that you lose yourself and lose your mind, even if your body is covered with thorns and blood, you have to climb to the abyssal hole, touch the temperature and feel a warmth

Xianhua's silent thoughts, born are very handsome and I have a fight, but unfortunately it is still ants

"Xiaosheng Cold Frost Ling, Demon Brake Ghost Domain, no door and no faction, just for one person's heart" said and looked up at Xianhua slightly

Xianhua inadvertently looked at him, a shameful and unspeakable feeling flowed out of his eyes, he faintly felt the temperature of this eye named Leng Shuangling, but the greater feeling was that he was a nervous disorder, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, so he moved his fingers slightly, and a trace of imperceptible golden flew out of his hand, Xianhua was about to secretly be happy to give you a little color for this kid who didn't know the height of the sky, when a white light broke his gold, needless to say, it must be his timid senior brother, so a disgusting look smashed at his senior brother, Du Ling showed an attitude that it was not about himself, Bai Xianhua was angry, so he also put his hand away, thinking that he would be settling accounts with the two of you in the future

Wuling Guzun accompanied these immortals to talk and drink, a little Wuling Xiandu was too leisurely and elegant, the sudden celebration actually made Guzun fluttering, accompanied them to talk about the moon before the banquet was dispersed, Xianhua waited for everyone to leave, and the master also quietly fell asleep before casting the immortal law to clean up the mess, and then chased the senior brother who sent the guest, the night was getting cooler, the moonlight was devoted, the beauty forgot the heart, it was not happy for a long time, Xianhua seemed to have returned to the world and felt the breath of fireworks, and when he was immersed in his reverie, he actually turned around outside the door and a pair of wide palms slid from his waist through the gauze clothes and touched the soft place of his body: Xian Hua was startled and was about to use the immortal method to protect himself but was attracted by a pair of bright eyes, and the bright moonlight was cast on the handsome face in front of him, I don't know how much soul hooked him, he fixed his eyes and looked at it, how is this light and thin man, the brain-dead Leng Shuangling

Shuang Ling looked at the face in front of him that reflected the moonlight, it was still so beautiful and dazzling, even if thousands of years passed, he couldn't forget this face, and he couldn't lose the temperature between the palms, and the tears that were slightly flashing in the corners of his eyes made Xianhua feel overwhelmed by his affectionate glance

"Bai Xianhua, you remember that I am Leng Shuang Ling, the man who wants to marry you to be my daughter-in-law" After speaking, the blazing temperature sealed Xianhua's thin soft lips, and a support went away with the moonlight, leaving only the back and Bai Xianhua, who was already stunned, and Bai Xianhua yelled for a long time

"Leng Shuangling, I, Bai Xianhua, I'm not done with you, you'd better not fall into my hands, I won't let you die well," After speaking, he took a big sip on the ground, and returned to his palace gate with his eyes full of response

The night is getting deeper, Ling Bird Fit, tomorrow is a new day, when the sun shines on the Xiangshui Stone, the test of no Ling Xiandu really begins