In the center of Elysium Island is the main hall, surrounded by spiritual fields. The main hall and the spiritual field are not closely connected, and there are many gaps in the middle. These gaps are used by the cultivators, and to the north of it is a commercial area called "Ethereal Bliss".

Temple Street is the "ethereal bliss" commercial street. And "Xianfang" is also in "ethereal bliss".

Wei Wuxian only walked through dozens of streets before he came to the front of the "Immortal Fang". "Xianfang" is a beautiful forest garden, flowers and trees are all treasures of the fairy family. "Xianfang" provides flower appreciation, poetry, painting and piano playing, and can also exchange and discuss fairy methods. In the "Xianfang", most of the "waiters" are young low-level monks, the women are graceful, and the men are handsome and handsome. If necessary, these "waiters" are no different from "waiters" and can provide special services.

In the eyes of Sanxiu, "Xianfang" is a symbol of beauty, elegance and nobility.

However, in Wei Wuxian's eyes, "Xianfang" was not nondescript at all. The land of a good immortal family is mixed with the atmosphere of the mundane. Casual cultivation is a casual cultivation after all, and the worldly atmosphere is too heavy.

Rao is like this, Wei Wuxian has to admit that "Xianfang" can be regarded as beautiful, and it is also a gathering of prosperous and beautiful things in the world.

It's just that when a man and a woman appear in view, everything in the "fairy fang" is eclipsed.

The man is very young, with a calm complexion, calm and steady. The woman is veiled and has a captivating posture, which is unforgettable at first glance, but she doesn't dare to look at it at the second sight. They stood there, and the world lost its color. They are like colorful characters in a black and white world, distinctive, unusual, and distinctive.

The flowers are no longer fragrant, the spirit birds are no longer beautiful, everything in Xianfang was originally desirable, but in contrast, it immediately became tasteless and completely became a foil.

Wei Wuxian knew that the man was the target person—Si Dao. And that woman is the predecessor of the Hehuan Sect - He Miluo.

He's ready to come here.

Of course, he knew who Si Dao was. In terms of "art and sword", Si Dao proved that he was "the first person under the foundation" with absolute strength.

Although Wei Wuxian was proud, he had to admit that the Si Dao in front of him was indeed extraordinary. It's hard to imagine that he is just a teenager who has been cultivating immortals for more than 20 years. At the same age, he was not as far as Si Dao!

In addition, the opponent can defeat several Heavenly Zen monks at the same time, which is enough to prove that the opponent has mastered the power of divine consciousness. You must know that there are no weak people in the Immortal Sect, and the disciples of the Six Immortal Sects all have some skills.

Now, Wei Wuxian saw Si Dao with his own eyes, and he was even more convinced that although the other party's cultivation was still shallow, it was definitely not to be underestimated.

He had never seen such a calm person. When he looked at the other person, the other person looked at him in the same way, smiling at him. It's like, it's all the layout of the other side.

He is just a pawn who comes here as expected by the opponent and acts according to the opponent's plan.

He had already learned that the other party had come to Elysium Island to find a man named "Han Lingzhi". The other party stayed in Xianfang for a long time, investigating many "attendants", and in the end it seemed that there was no result. Then, for some reason, Wei Wuxian's junior disciples clashed with Si Dao.

Wei Wuxian didn't understand the other party's intentions. But he knew that the other party's actions must have some kind of purpose. He sensed that the other party seemed to be coming at him on purpose. Otherwise, how could the rumors spread so quickly? How could the object of the rumors happen to be him?

He subconsciously clenched his fists. He didn't like it. It's what it's like to be manipulated.

He is sixty-five years old this year, has practiced more than three times as long as the Dao, and is recognized as a genius in the world. There was no reason for him to feel this way for a twenty-year-old.

He swept his gaze to the fairy beside Si Dao again, and looked at the beautiful shadow.

The shadow was veiled, sealing its own aura with an enchantment. Despite this, the moment Wei Wuxian saw Qianying, he still felt in a trance.

It was certainly not the first time he had seen Homulo. He still remembered that when he first saw that Qianying, the other party was only a foundation building monk of the Hehuan Sect.

At that time, in terms of seniority, the other party was his senior sister, not his senior. At that time, he was amazed by her, and even thought about her. In retrospect, it was nothing more than a joke.

Since then, every time we met, the shadow was more deeply imprinted in his heart.

He needed to spend more time and energy to erase that shadow from his heart and return to the path of cultivating immortals. Having said that, the moment he saw He Muluo, he was very happy in his heart. It's a contradictory thought.

When he came here, in addition to seeing Si Dao, he vaguely longed to see this shadow. It is a well-known thing that Homulo walked with Si Dao.

It's just that after really seeing He Muluo, he regretted it a little. His mind became confused and needed more time to adjust.

He obviously took the initiative to come here, but his steps became hesitant. He began to regret that maybe he shouldn't have been here.

But in an instant, he was firm again. He had to come here, or he would be against the word of his heart. He can't help but come, if he doesn't even have the courage on the other side, then what kind of immortal is he cultivating?

He took a deep breath and refocused on Si Dao, on the young monk in his twenties.

He was a little jealous, but he had to admire. The young man and He Muluo were close together, holding hands with each other, but they were not affected in the slightest, and their faces remained calm.

How did that young man do it? Ask yourself, Wei Wuxian would never be able to do it!

In Wei Wuji's eyes, He Muluo was an extremely delicious poison, delicious but deadly.

In this way, he recognized Si Dao more and more, and he became more and more determined in his inner fighting spirit.

He smiled. This is an opponent worth defeating! Now, regardless of whether the opponent has a holiday with the Heavenly Zen Sect or not, he has to take this step forward and challenge the opponent.

He was a sixty-five-year-old senior, and there was no reason to bow down to a teenager.

Thinking about these things clearly, Wei Wuxian no longer hesitated and walked forward.