"Master, what kind of cultivation is Dugu seeking defeat?"

Lin Feng's expression was extremely serious,

"He's a lot of rubbish."

Bai Wuwu stared intently at the Spring Palace Map, laughing while looking at it, and said sarcastically.

"Trash?" Lin Feng subconsciously glanced at Dugu for defeat, but Dugu for defeat squinted his smart eyes, looking at the Spring Palace Diagram in his hand indifferently.

"That's right"

"Seeking defeat likes the purple pupils of the Holy Demon Clan, and it just so happens that the purple pupils also like to seek defeat, which is something that many people in the Sword Spirit Clan know. But whenever Zitong mentions that she wants to marry Qiu Defeat, she will always take the lead and run away without a trace. ”

Bai Wu smiled and said.

In fact, the description of this incident does not add the slightest oil and vinegar, or add branches and leaves.

Bai Wu has achieved true objectivity in the narration of this matter.

Dugu and the purple pupil of the Holy Demon Clan, the two met thousands of years ago and have experienced countless ups and downs together.

Although Dugu is from the Sword Spirit Clan, and Zitong is from the Holy Demon Clan, the relationship between the two clans is still very tense, but this has not affected the love between the two.

But that's it, the two love each other, and Dugu is unwilling to marry Zitong. In this way, the two people who loved each other turned into hating and killing each other.

"It turns out that Dugu has a favorite person when seeking defeat" Lin Feng suddenly smiled, smiled happily, and continued to ask: "You have someone you like, why do you still ask me to introduce you to a girlfriend?"

"It's time for us to go."

Dugu avoided Lin Feng's question, he just smiled and put away the Spring Palace map.

Dugu Qiufu looked at the clouds in the distance, his expression was gloomy and a little lost, he didn't speak, just quietly thinking about the past that belonged to him.

In those pasts, there was both him and a girl named Purple Pupil.

Purple Pupil, are you okay?

Dugu Qiuqiu thought about this person with all his heart, but he could no longer speak to describe it in words.

"Okay" Lin Feng nodded, and didn't say anything more. Lin Feng knew that there were many things that Dugu was unwilling to mention again.

The past is gone, a memory, a scabbed wound.

Why do we bother to touch and peel off those painful scars?

"Master, I'm going to a meeting with Qiu Defeat, you can help me tell Allure so that she won't worry." Lin Feng turned around and looked at Bai Wudao.

"Don't worry." Bai Wu nodded.

The four major races are the Sword Spirit Clan, the Holy Demon Clan, the Ancient Demon Clan, and the Witch Clan.

Every ten years, the four major races will meet in Penglai Xianshan to hold a meeting of the new generation of disciples.

For all four major races, this meeting is very important. Therefore, the four major races will select the disciples with the most natural strength within them to participate.

Lin Feng and Dugu set off from Tianzhu Peak, and after half a day, the two arrived at Penglai Immortal Mountain.

Penglai has fairy mountains, ethereal clouds.

Lin Feng and Dugu sought defeat and went to Penglai Immortal Mountain.

At the end of winter and early spring, Penglai Xianshan is seen horizontally as a jade side into a blue, and the distance and distance are different.

Lin Feng and Dugu stopped on the sea of clouds in Penglai Immortal Mountain, and the two of them swept their eyes, the clouds towered one after another, and there was an indescribable poetic feeling.

From a distance, the five peaks standing together are like five white-haired old men sitting in the sea of clouds.

The twilight of the cold mountain has the meaning of "I don't know the true face of Penglai, only because I am in this mountain".

"Where are you coming from?"

Suddenly, a very bright voice came from the distant sky.

"Sword Spirit Clan"

Dugu Qiu Defeat smiled, looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, and said in a condensed voice.

"Please come in"

The words fell, Penglai Xianshan suddenly the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the clouds on the top of the mountains or peaks were clearly visible;

Suddenly, a cloud and mist hit, and the strange scenery of the mountain peaks in the distance and near was hidden in the clouds.

Lin Feng looked ahead, only to feel that the road ahead was also misty, and it was all covered by the mist.

After the clouds clear, the clouds and mist either sink to the bottom of the valley, or freeze on the top of the mountain, or fall on the mountainside.

Lin Feng and Dugu moved forward, and a golden dragon gate appeared in the sea of clouds.

The dragon gate is ten meters high, the left and right exquisite green towers, the bottom of the clouds and mist are ethereal, and there are dragon patterns that are engraved on the dragon gate.

"Seeking defeat, what is this Penglai Immortal Mountain? It can be so mysterious and mysterious. Why haven't I heard you mention it," Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng followed closely behind Dugu Qiu, and the two passed through the dragon gate one after the other.

"Shhh Do you know why? ”

"I don't know." Lin Feng shook his head and said.

Lin Feng was very puzzled by this question, since there had never been an immortal in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, why did the cultivator always believe that there were immortals in this world

"The answer lies in Penglai Immortal Mountain."

Dugu's expression became more and more solemn, and he continued: "Penglai Immortal Mountain has the foundation of immortal paths. This point is the consensus of Master Shengxue, the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor. ”

"I see." Lin Feng understood why the monks of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were dedicated to hard cultivation and did not give up.

All because of the peak powerhouse of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he said that the immortal Dao essence is real.

Just such a sentence made countless monks rush to cultivate.

"Let's go to Penglai Pavilion first and wait for the others to arrive."

Through the dragon gate, there is another sea of clouds, Dugu's line of sight through the entire sea of clouds, you see that there is a pavilion at the end of the sea of clouds.

The name of the pavilion is called: Penglai Pavilion

The body was headed, and in a moment, Lin Feng and Dugu came to Penglai Pavilion.

Standing in front of Penglai Pavilion, Lin Feng looked intently at the two poems written on both sides of Penglai Pavilion.

The lush canopy sea is mountainous, and the puffy vegetables are endless.

Yazhi sighed to himself, and the old man was relatively tearful.

Lin Feng savored these two lines of poetry carefully, and at first glance, he felt that these two lines of poetry were quite charming.

But when Lin Feng calmed down, when he looked at these two poems again, his heart moved, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Seeking defeat, these two lines of poetry are not right." Lin Feng was a little distracted, and said in a serious voice.

"What's wrong?" Dugu frowned slightly, he looked at Lin Feng with a gloomy face, his heart suddenly sank, and asked.

"The mountains of the sea, there are infernal, old people." Lin Feng muttered these three unrelated words in a soft voice.

"What do you mean?" Dugu's expression changed in shock, and he asked eagerly. Dugu Qiu felt that Lin Feng should not have discovered the essence of the Immortal Dao

Dugu's defeat is very clear, since the foundation of this immortal road is said to exist in Penglai Immortal Mountain, countless strong people have flocked to it, and almost all of them have come to Penglai Immortal Mountain, but they have been looking for many years without success.

"Meaning......" Lin Feng muttered.

But just when Lin Feng wanted to continue talking, he was covered by Dugu's defeat.

In an instant, several bright voices pierced through the sea of clouds.

"Ancient Demon Clan"

"Wican"

"Holy Demon Clan"