After the defeat, Ling Zhen was still full of praise for the Dongfang that won his own victory, and he looked fascinated by him.

Ling Xiaoxiao just kept looking at her ninth brother for a moment, full of suspicions, and even wondered if Ling Zhen had been taken away after she lost.

It stands to reason that if you are like this to increase the morale of others and destroy your own prestige, it will never come out of the mouth of your own brother!

No one in his eyes is used to talking about the dignified god Yuan Shizi, when will he praise others like this?

That Dongfang is white is of course a jade tree in the wind, but he really has such a huge personality charm, so that this young master of the villa with his eyes above the top can voluntarily be a head shorter than him?

Ling Xiaoxiao's heart was complicated, and when she was in a trance, her brother Ling Zhen suddenly raised his voice and shouted in a bad tone: "Hey, that guy over there, isn't he half-sighted?" Come out of here, what do you look like sneaky?! ”

Under the stern words, a strange-looking boy walked out of the alley next door.

It was a skinny boy with a height between Ling Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao.

He has long pointed ears and wears a green conical hat.

The facial features are particularly exquisite, like a porcelain doll carefully made by a craftsman, and the person can't help but want to pinch it a few times when he sees it.

After the man appeared and approached, Ling Zhen, who had basically recovered from the stage, stood up from the stage and came to the sharp-eared boy, and after taking a closer look, Ling Zhen seemed to be very interested in his appearance.

"You...... Is it a member of the Baihua tribe in Wanhuizhou? ”

Asked by Ling Zhen, the strange-looking boy's eyes widened with curiosity, and his slender eyelashes flickered.

The boy, who was significantly different in appearance from the Terrans, couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell my race?" ”

Ling Zhen rolled his eyes, feeling that this person was not a fool, "Nonsense, what normal human would have such pointed ears as you?" Doesn't this make it clear that it is the appearance of the elves of the Hundred Flowers Clan? ”

The man who was suddenly pointed out of his race, his face was slightly red, and he didn't seem to be embarrassed, and said softly: "Okay then." ”

Ling Zhen looked at this guy again, after all, it was the first time he had seen a living Hundred Flowers Elf in his life, of course he had to take a few more looks.

"You, don't look at me like that......"

The elf boy, who was only about half a head taller than Ling Xiaoxiao, was obviously a little shy by Ling Zhen's gaze, and a faint red appeared on his smooth and fair and extremely delicate face.

"Yo Yo Yo, it's so easy to be shy, are you all such thin-skinned people in the Hundred Flowers Clan? Ha ha! ”

Ling Zhen felt more and more interesting, "Well, what are you hiding in the alley and eavesdropping?" Isn't it good to be above board? ”

The boy of the elven race lowered his head, snorted for a while, and then looked up and explained: "When I was flying up just now, I noticed something different on the ground, and when I looked down, I saw that in the center of this town, there were two yang gods fighting, so I came down to take a look. ”

Ling Zhen nodded, and then a right hand was quickly stretched out, and it landed on the boy's left shoulder with a "snap", making the latter clever.

The tattered young man in the green robe leaned his face closer with a smile and asked, "That embarrassed appearance of the boy who was beaten so hard that he couldn't stand up just now was also seen by you?" ”

The thin boy was forced to look directly into Ling Zhen's eyes, and he swallowed his saliva and said "um".

"Beautiful!"

Ling Zhen widened the distance between his face, and the hand that was placed on the boy's shoulder also picked it up, and applauded, "Okay, it's so beautiful!" Now there is one more person in the world who knows that I was beaten by Dongfang that is, the white storm! ”

A boy who looked as good as a porcelain doll, he looked at Ling Zhen, who was much taller than himself, and said, "Don't worry, I won't mess around." ”

Ling Zhen laughed loudly for a while, with a strong sense of self-deprecation, and then waved his hand and said indifferently: "You, even if you go to talk to others, it doesn't matter, I'm not familiar with you, what are you afraid of?" If I force you not to mess around, it will seem that our human race is too much of a chicken intestine and not broad-minded enough! ”

The boy blinked his big clear and bright eyes, "My name is Pan Jian, what's your name?" ”

Ling Zhen thought about it, and felt that it was okay to report his real name and surname, and it was always a little immoral to make up a fake name to lie to foreigners, and it was easy to ruin the reputation of his own race, so he said frankly: "My name is Ling Zhen, the Ling of the two points of water, the truth of cultivating and seeking truth, your name is Pan Jian, which sword character?" ”

"Sword Xiu's 'sword'!"

The boy with elven ears replied aloud, "That sword word next to the sharp knife." ”

Ling Zhen laughed a few times, "It turned out to be a sword cultivator's sword, I thought it was a healthy jian, so are you a sword cultivator?" What about your sword? ”

"Yes, I'll show you."

As he spoke, a ray of white light quickly swept out of the boy's eyebrows.

In an instant, the wisp of white qi was divided into five, condensing into the appearance of a thin flying sword, and the colors were red, yellow, white, black, and blue.

The Tongxuan Flying Swords all floated in the air, gathered around the elven boys, and they were very smart and gorgeous!

Ling Xiaoxiao, the girl in white, was dumbfounded, her mouth was wide open, and no words came out.

Ling Zhen's eyes almost fell when he saw it, and he stammered a little: "Five, five handles? You have five natal swords?! ”

The boy Pan Jian smiled and explained very honestly: "No, no, no, I only have one natal sword, whose name is 'colorful', which can transform into five colors at the same time, combining the five elements. To others, it looks like one person has five natal swords, but it's not that powerful. ”

Ling Zhen muttered a sentence of "bells and whistles" in his heart, and said the most: "Pretty powerful, how old are you, you have a sword trick, and you have a natal sword?" ”

Pan Jian replied, "Seventeen." ”

"It's only seventeen?!"

Ling Xiaoxiao, the eighth daughter of the Ling family, exclaimed in surprise, "Seventeen years old is a sword cultivator, so powerful." ”

Pan Jian looked at this "girl" who was not much shorter than himself, and asked, "Sister, how old are you and what is your name?" ”

"Call sister! I'm five or six years older than you! ”

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her neck and said, "My name is Ling Xiaoxiao, and I am Ling Zhen's own sister." ”

Pan Jian was quite strange, tilted his head, staring at the girl in white in front of him, and didn't understand why she was so delicate, but she was older than her own age.

Ling Zhen ignored the eighth sister who looked like his own child, and instead asked, "Pan Jian, right, as an elf of the Hundred Flowers Clan, why didn't you stay in Wanhui Continent well, and what did you do when you came to our Terran Hanlan Continent?" ”

Pan Jian said without hesitation: "I'm now going all the way south to the South China Sea." ”

Hearing that this boy's itinerary was similar to his own, Ling Zhen instantly became interested, "South China Sea? What to do in the South China Sea? ”

"Go find the mysterious island floating on the sea, and meet the Terran Emperor Zhuge Jielu."

Pan Jian smiled confidently, "My father is Pan Zhishan, the richest man in the Mahuai country of Wanhuizhou, when he sailed to the South China Sea, he unfortunately encountered a shipwreck, if he hadn't been rescued by Zhuge Jielu, he would have drowned in the South China Sea, so this time, I specially went to the island to thank my father, if I can, I also want to practice swordsmanship in the Death Academy, and apprentice to the Zhuge principal who stood at the peak of the human race." ”

Ling Zhen nodded thoughtfully, "What about your father?" Isn't that a thank you? Why didn't your dad come with him? ”

The elf boy Pan Jian's expression was different, his eyes were dim for a while, and he paused: "My father is dead, at the end of last year, he died of tuberculosis, and he had two wishes before he died, one is that I can go to the island of death for him and thank Enyang once, and the other is that my swordsmanship can continue to climb high, and I will practice a great way in my lifetime......

With the bitterness in Pan Jian's chest, his delicate eyes were flushed with ruddy luster, and he couldn't hold back his crying and said: "It would be good if I could worship Principal Zhuge as a teacher, then I can not only repay my father's kindness, but also sharpen my sword path under the guidance of the Emperor of the Human Race, killing two birds with one stone!" ”

In fact, Ling Zhen originally felt that he, an elf of the Hundred Flowers Clan, wanted to learn swords from Emperor Zhuge of the Human Race, and felt very incomprehensible.

But now, after Pan Jian clarified the original situation in a few words, Ling Zhen immediately knew it in his heart, and Ling Xiaoxiao was even more empathetic and sad.

Ling Zhen once again reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of the boy with the green hat on his head, this time he didn't use much force, he approached slightly, and said warmly: "Brother Pan, it just so happens that Sister Xiaoxiao and I are also going to the south, and the destination is also the South China Sea, or let's get together, and talk to many people on the way?" ”

Pan Jian was instantly overjoyed, clapped his hands, and exclaimed excitedly: "That's great, I'm feeling bored along the way, and I want to have a companion!" ”

Suddenly, behind its body, a pair of almost transparent wings were born out of thin air.

Fluttering the wings that were not very big, but were closely connected to the body, Pan Jian's entire body slowly rose and slowly left the ground.

He floated in mid-air and shouted to the Ling family brothers and sisters below, "Come on, let's fly to the South China Sea together!" ”

Ling Zhen was immediately frustrated, realizing what a stupid suggestion he had made.

Terran monks need to rely on the third order of the Great Perfection of the Void Realm before they can achieve "Feng Xuan Yu Feng" without consuming internal strength, and be free and distant above the sea of clouds

And they of the Baihua tribe, regardless of gender, as long as they are not disabled, they can fly with wings behind them, and they don't need to spend a trace of their natal true qi, and they are very free.

At present, there is still only Ling Zhen, who is consummated by the virtual realm and cannot fly through the true qi, how ugly and ugly his face is at this moment, he made up a reason and shouted at the top: "I suddenly thought that there are still some important things that must be dealt with as soon as possible, and I can't accompany you to the South China Sea." Brother Pan, the South China Sea has always been sinister, if you really can't find that island where you can't live in a fixed place, it's better to go back and throw your life there, it's not worth it! ”

Knowing that Ling Zhen was no longer able to accompany him to the south, Pan Jian felt lost, and spent a little energy to adjust his mentality, the pretty young man grinned, was in mid-air, and shouted down with a smile: "Okay, I'm leaving!" Brother Ling, the rivers and lakes are far away, take care! ”

Ling Zhen waved his hand, and finally said: "Okay, Brother Pan, go slowly, if there is a fate in the future, you and I will accompany you again!" ”

Pan Jian also waved his hand vigorously, flapped his wings, and reluctantly waved goodbye to this "friend" who had met in Pingshui and had not known him for a while, and flapped his wings and flew south.

Looking at the direction in which the elf boy of the Bian Baihua Clan disappeared, Ling Zhen, who was still standing in place, pursed his mouth, his chest was full of emotion, and he muttered to himself, he sighed: "It would be great if all the human races could fly at any time, and then all living beings could pick the bright moon and take in the grand scenery of the world, it would be wonderful, but it's a pity, it's a pity......"

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In the southern boundary of the Splendid Dynasty, there is a place that is extremely strange regardless of time or location, called "Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Mountain".

As the name suggests, there are no people, no larks, only the scorched earth stretches for 800 miles.

Legend has it that there was originally a large green forest, but about 30 years ago, two golden apes, taking advantage of the inferiority of fierce beasts, maliciously set fire to trees and burned trees.

So that a good sea of lush forests turned into a sea of fire!

The fire lasted for several months, and 800 miles of land were devastated, but the government was unable to extinguish it, so it spent money to ask the monks to make a huge "watermark" to draw rain and pour down, trying to extinguish the raging fire.

Unexpectedly, this fire is extremely vigorous, it can be described as extraordinary, it is the mana of two golden apes refined, it is not overcome by water at all, even the pouring rain caused by the cultivators, it cannot be extinguished!

Later, the fire burned to the foot of Mount Meru, the abbot of Qingling Temple, Master Baizhu, just in the Yuanguang Temple of Mount Meru, preached the scriptures for the monks, after understanding the situation, in order to prevent the fire from burning the mountain, he exerted his profound mana, with the true qi of Buddhism, enveloped the entire Mount Meru, and did not make the raging flames go up the mountain for half a minute.

Two annoyed and angry golden apes joined forces to kill the Buddhist monk Baizhu, but they were defeated by the master with two palms and sealed under a giant Buddha statue on Mount Meru.

After the culprit's Chengjing Twin Ape was suppressed, Master Baizhu spent a lot of energy to envelop the eight-hundred-mile realm after the flames were burned, and the fire was extinguished and never spread again.

However, although there is no more fire, the land is completely barren, full of ruins, scorched earth and yellow sand, and it is no longer suitable for the people to live!

It was named the Eight Hundred Miles of Flame Mountain, and it has been almost 30 years since it was inhabited.

The curtain is dark, the earth is red, the environment is fierce, and it is difficult to find people.

This Flame Mountain Realm, which has been abandoned for thirty years, today, two guys who seem to be not afraid of death have broken in like that.

Looking at the posture, there is a great idea of trekking through the cluster, which can be said to be heroic!

Two people who entered the world.

One person was wearing a brand-new green robe, with a bright and energetic spirit.

One person was dressed in snow-colored white, his face was full of resentment and sweat.

In the past year, the cluster was burned by the flames refined by the golden ape, and although most of those fires have been annihilated by the Baizhu Zen Master with the magic power of Buddhism, some of them still remain.

Therefore, the temperature is extremely high, and it is really difficult for all things to live!

Walking on the scorched yellow land, full of devastation, every step is tormented.

Of course, this so-called "torment" is only relative to Ling Xiaoxiao, who is not physically tough, and she can't withstand the time and place, which doesn't mean that others can't stand it.

For example, the young man in the green robe who walked side by side.

Ling Zhen, the ninth son of the Ling family, didn't feel hot at all, he was too adapted, and even had a ...... Go home and talk about feelings!

The green robe on his body has a refreshing appearance, and it looks more and more personable and distinctive.

This robe is in the alchemy furnace of the Ding Laojun given by Xianhao, which completely decomposes the "Qingdi" of the upright green shirt and magic robe, and makes it fully integrated with the original broken robe "Chopping Jiao", and carefully refines the latest thing.

It can be understood that the quality has been improved to a higher level, and the effect of the anti-injury has been greatly strengthened!

However, even if he didn't wear this valuable robe of the soldiers, the young man Ling Zhen would not feel how difficult the environment here was.

The reason is simple, naturally because he has been in retreat for four whole years in the secret realm of the Red Refining Ruins, and he has already been able to adapt to the extraordinary high temperature, which will not be affected.

Ling Zhen strode forward, with the wind under his feet, and even urged the eighth sister to walk faster from time to time.

Ling Xiaoxiao was out of breath, her walking speed kept slowing down, and she complained as she walked: "Huh, huhu, it's hot to death!" Brother, why do you have to pull me over? And what kind of Xuanyuan sword furnace, why does it have to be built in a ghost place where birds don't? That guy surnamed Xuanyuan, is there a serious illness in his brain......"

Ling Zhen listened to Leng Buding's voice, smiled and comforted: "Don't complain a few words, my mother asked us to come here, and I can't help it!" There shouldn't be much to do, as long as you find the highest 'Bagua Peak' here, you can see Xuanyuan Yin, the master of the Xuanyuan Furnace, and bear with it again, it's almost fast. ”

"Soon? Hurry up ......."

Ling Xiaoxiao, who was soaked in sweat, was almost unable to hold on, "This is an eight-hundred-mile flame mountain, do you know how many peaks there are?" Looking for a needle in a haystack, when is this going to be found?! ”

"Sister Xiaoxiao, have you forgotten? Didn't Dad say back then, 'Where there's a will, there', it means, as long as we think in our hearts, we will definitely be able to find it! ”

Ling Zhen said in a confident voice, "It's only eight hundred miles, we are all cultivators, we should all sharpen our physique, what is this?" Sprinkle the water. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao muttered unexpectedly: "I can do whatever I want in my heart, what I want most now is to leave this hot and dead ghost place quickly!" ”

The two of them walked for half a pillar of incense, and suddenly a dirt slope appeared in front of them, but they saw that at the highest point of the hill, there was a large fire.

In the midst of the red fire, there was a ...... hovering cross-legged in mid-air Girlish?

There is a fire girl on the top of the hill, with a fiery body!