Chapter Ninety-One: Climbing the Ladder
After walking for about a month and a half, I was able to see a corner of Futu Mountain, and finally saw the dawn of dawn.
Crossing the Black Sea, the spiritual pressure gradually decreased, Qinghe clearly felt that the discomfort of nausea and dizziness was slowly disappearing, she glanced at the rising sun in the distance, and took a breath of fresh morning air.
She was about to stand up, but suddenly felt a strong feeling of dizziness, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and she held on to the corner of the table and tried to stand firm so as not to fall to the ground.
Shen Xun held her arm and said worriedly, "Are you okay?"
After relieving for a while, Qinghe became sober, she opened her eyes and looked at Shen Xun, and was stunned before realizing what he had just said.
"It's fine, probably the after-effects of seasickness. ”
She shook her head and said she was fine, and Shen Xun looked at her worriedly a few times before stepping aside to let her rest by herself.
Qinghe only felt refreshed at the moment, his ears and eyes were bright, and his whole body was comfortable, as if the dizziness just now was just an illusion.
The hands operated the spiritual power, and the spiritual power was controlled to run in the body for a small week, and nothing was found wrong.
She soothed her mind, put her thoughts behind her, and sighed that she was suspicious.
Maybe it's just seasickness, as she said.
The empty boat drove unhurriedly towards its destination, the floor pushing away the waves, rolling and roaring to welcome the huge fellow.
The speed seems to be smooth and uniform to the people on board, but in fact, the empty ship is traveling at a speed of 15,000 miles a day, which can be described as a 10,000-mile journey a day, and the speed is amazing.
However, even so, the journey to Futu Mountain has not yet been reached for a month and a half, which shows the far-reaching vastness of the Black Sea and the fact that Futu Mountain, as a distant retreat of the Three Realms Divine Mountain, is unattainable.
After walking for more than half a month, the empty boat finally arrived at the foot of Futu Mountain.
The rich aura surrounded the immortal mountain, and Qinghe broke through the cultivation before getting off the ship, and successfully advanced to the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and even faintly had the posture of successive promotions, but fortunately Qinghe stopped it in time.
The monk is most jealous of not having a solid foundation, and it is not good for her to be promoted repeatedly.
When I opened my eyes again, the boat had stopped and was leaning against a reef at the foot of the mountain.
Qinghe jumped off the boat, recalled the nine-headed fire phoenix, and just wanted to take the empty boat back to the jade bottle, when he suddenly remembered that there was another person.
She looked around, but didn't see Shenxun's figure.
After calling twice and not responding, Qinghe got on the boat again to look for him, but Shen Xun disappeared out of thin air as if he had never appeared.
"Where's this little brat......
Reluctantly jumped off the boat, took the boat back casually, Qinghe stepped on the rocks at the foot of Futu Mountain, and stood on a high place looking for the figure of Shenxun.
was poking his head out to look for it, and a hand quietly touched Qinghe's shoulder.
"Girl. ”
Qinghe was startled, jumped a few meters away, and looked at the stranger in front of him vigilantly.
I saw the man in front of me dressed in jade clothes, dignified appearance, holding a white fan, and looking like a beautiful son.
For handsome guys, Qinghe is still very friendly, but for handsome guys who are scary behind his back, no matter how handsome he is, it's useless.
She said coldly at the moment: "Childe is behind people's backs, silent, don't you think it's rude?"
The man in white smiled suddenly, opened the fan and shook it gently, "Haha, I deceived you!"
Qinghe hadn't come back to her senses yet, and when she saw the red rope on the man's wrist, she suddenly brightened, and she looked at Shen Xun in disbelief and said, "Are you ...... Shen Xun?!"
The man in white shook his fan and said, "Exactly." ”
Qinghe glanced him up and down, his face showing disdain.
Shen Xun frowned, "What kind of expression do you have?"
Qinghe snorted coldly: "I said that you are too flamboyant, even if the original body is good, you can't become good-looking, right, we are here to save people, not to participate in beauty contests, you have become like this because you are afraid that others will not recognize you, right?"
Shen Xun scratched his nose, "I didn't think about it so much...... Shall I become a normal one then?"
Qinghe glared at him: "Of course, another one." ”
Shen Xun hesitated for a long time, reluctantly changed his body, and changed several Qinghe in a row before nodding.
After that, she also changed her appearance and entered the sacred mountain with Shenxun.
The peaks of the mountains are built on top of the mountains, and the long and narrow stone steps are built against the mountains to reach the peak.
Ascending the ladder, a cool breeze hangs on the misty peaks.
Shen Xun is still a gentleman, and he took the initiative to block the wind in front of Qinghe, and Qinghe's eyes were full of tears of gratitude.
The picture in front of him was blurred by tears, and he couldn't see clearly, so he wiped away his tears, and was about to express his gratitude to Shen Xun, but he saw that Shen Xun had already taken three steps and ran up quickly, shouting as he ran: "The wind is getting stronger and stronger, you have to hurry to the fairy palace on the top of the mountain, otherwise you will be blown into an ice sculpture by the cold wind!"
He looked back and said, "Hurry up, I don't care about you!"
Qinghe: "......" is this ungrateful thing!
Helplessly, Qinghe climbed the stairs against the cold wind, goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't stop shivering.
She shook her hand, the spiritual power in her palm worked, and the qi ran through her body, and after a while, she felt the warmth of her whole body.
It's just that Futu Mountain is covered with snow and cold all year round, and the place where the gods gather can not withstand this bit of spiritual power to withstand the cold, and it has not lasted for a pillar of incense before it has returned to the time before liberation.
Shen Xun had already walked a long way, and the distance between the two had widened a lot, and he could only vaguely see a small dot moving slowly, and soon he was submerged in the cold mountain.
After climbing for a long time and finally reaching the top of the mountain, Qinghe panted and walked to Shenxun's side with his waist in his hand, panting and said, "I said, you can't walk slowly, I'm tired to death......"
But seeing that Shen Xun didn't respond, staring straight ahead, Qinghe followed his line of sight, and saw the brilliant and magnificent fairy palace in front of him.
The immortal mist is layered, shrouded in Qionglou Yuyu, immortal mountain pavilions.
White jade stone steps, carved beams and painted buildings, the exquisiteness of the building is Qinghe has never seen in the human world.
And each immortal pavilion has its own floating clouds, and the immortal clouds are surging, hiding mysteries, but they change positions in the blink of an eye.
There are white cranes flying overhead, and the cranes are crying, resounding through the nine skies.
Qinghe raised his eyes and saw a person flying towards the depths of the Immortal Palace with a crane on his back, and from a distance, he was vaguely a middle-aged Protoss.
Shen Xun took Qinghe down to the top of the mountain and swept towards the fairy palace, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of an immortal palace.
One after another, the divine beasts flew into the depths with the gods, and Qinghe asked, "What are they going to do?"
Shen Xun pondered for a moment, "Look at this posture, what kind of banquet is being held in the God Realm, and all the God Clans are ready to participate." ”
Qinghe nodded: "I see." That's right, let's go find the sacred tree. ”
Shen Xun glanced at her and did not object.
The two of them quietly swept in the direction of the sacred tree, glancing around with each step to avoid being discovered.
After all, this is the realm of the gods, so it's better to be careful.
"Hey, you two! Yes, it's you, don't look back, no one else!"