The Shenzhu was in Li Jiang's hands, so he was naturally not worried about the interruption of the task of finding the Shenzhu, and Mo Junqian and Mu Dong were freed from the predicament of the Shenzhu and turned to worry about Qinghe.

Only Lingyin, her eyes looked straight at the three divine beads standing in front of her, close at hand, which her father asked her to get.

"Lingyin, Lingyin!"

Lingyin suddenly came back to her senses, realized that someone was calling her, and subconsciously responded, "Ah, what's wrong?"

Mu Dong looked at her, a pair of big eyes almost close to Lingyin's face, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Lingyin was stared at directly by these clear and pure eyes, a little uncomfortable, and stepped back and said, "I'm thinking about something else." ”

Her lying ability is really not good, so much so that people can see at a glance that there is definitely a problem, but Lingyin has already entered the Qingyun Sect and is their little junior sister, so there is no doubt about her words.

Li Jiang raised his eyelashes to look at her, and then looked away casually and looked at the clear blue sky.

It was night, the moon was sparse, and a figure left the inn and quietly came to a hidden alley.

At the end of the alley, there was a man in black, Lingyin walked over quickly, bowed and said, "Father." ”

Ji Chen took off his hood, revealing a pale and feminine face, "What happened to what I told you?"

Lingyin hesitated for a moment: "Shenzhu, I haven't got it yet." ”

Ji Chen lowered his head slightly and looked at her with lowered eyes.

The fierce gaze made Lingyin feel like a thorn in the back, and a chill crept up from his back.

She was slightly surprised at her reaction, and once upon a time she had become so afraid of her father, as if the man in front of her was not her once gentle and kind father, but a chilling stranger.

She tightened her fingers and took the initiative to explain: "The Shenzhu is now in Li Jiang's hand, this person is thoughtful, suspicious and sensitive, I don't dare to act rashly." ”

Ji Chen's eyes narrowed, "Is the opponent too difficult, or do you not want to steal the Divine Bead at all?"

The voice was sharp and cold, spitting dangerous and deadly letters like a cold viper, stirring up a shiver in the cold night.

Lingyin involuntarily took a small step back, and hurriedly said: "No, my father's order, Lingyin has always kept it in mind and dare not slack off." She raised her head and looked at Ji Chen boldly, "Please wait a few more days, father, I will definitely get the divine bead and hand it over to you myself." ”

The corners of Ji Chen's mouth were raised, and the cold air around him subsided a little, "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

With a flick of the robe, the person has disappeared.

Lingyin looked at the boundless night sky, and a heavy emotion arose in her heart for no reason.

......

Lishan is handsome, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

In the sea of epiphany, the eyes are full of white.

As soon as he stepped into the range of Futu Mountain, Qinghe felt an incomparably comfortable aura pouring into his body, and the spiritual aura of the spiritual sea continued to converge, faintly having the momentum of advancing to the next level.

She settled down, leaned down lightly and smelled the fragrance of flowers, the green shirts and dresses were flying, and they became more and more beautiful against the backdrop of the sea of flowers.

The green girl is cold and glamorous, and she smells the fragrance of flowers.

Well, not bad.

"I have a question. Qinghe said.

Shen Xun: "What's the problem?"

"Isn't it true that epiphanys bloom only at night, and why do epiphanys bloom during the day?"

Shen Xun said leisurely: "Because this is a sacred mountain, the aura is sufficient, and it is natural to let the epiphany bloom all the time." ”

Qinghe nodded: "Oh, I have one more question. ”

"What?"

Qinghe asked, "Why are you closing your eyes?"

Shen Xun: "I'm feeling the breath of nature. ”

Qinghe: "Oh, no wonder you can't see a bug on your shoes. ”

Shen Xun was stunned for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at his shoes, and sure enough, he saw a millipede at the toe of his shoes, and his face suddenly darkened.

He leaned down, flicked his fingers, and the millipede flew into the distance.

Then, he raised his head, elegantly straightened his clothes, and said to Qinghe: "You didn't see anything just now, right?"

Gentle tone and smile, Qinghe heard the threat from it, she glanced at the place where the insect flew, swallowed, and immediately showed a confused expression, "What happened just now? I don't know anything, ah, this flower is so fragrant......"

At the end of the sea of flowers, there is a vast ocean, the waves are rolling, and the bottom is not visible.

Shen Xun pointed to the horizon in the distance, because of the long distance, the fog clouds obscured the huge mountain.

"That's the Futu Mountain, and you just need to cross the Black Sea to reach the real sacred mountain. ”

Qinghe looked there, even if he was thousands of miles away, he could still feel the solemnity and sacredness that belonged to the sacred mountain.

She couldn't help but put away her usual uninhibited expression, and her expression became slightly serious.

Seeing this, Shen Xun said: "You don't have to respect this place too much, even the Divine Mountain is no different from the ordinary peaks, and you want to embankment those gods on the mountain." ”

Green and jaw.

The Black Sea Spirit was so powerful that Shen Xun and Qinghe didn't stand too close, but even from a distance, Qinghe felt that he couldn't breathe, and his mind was a little dizzy.

On the other hand, Shen Xun stood in place like a nobody, his eyes were clear, his posture was straight, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Qinghe couldn't help but learn from him: "How can I be like you without being affected by spiritual pressure?"

Shen Xun looked into the distance and said seriously: "It's okay to have rough skin and thick meat." ”

Qinghe glanced at his skin, which was as tender as a baby, and thought of his real age, imagining in his mind the appearance of Shen Xun's white flesh and snowy sideburns, and nodded thoughtfully.

It was nearly evening, the two of them no longer delayed, Qinghe took out the empty boat, shook it with his bare hands, and entered the sea with the jade bottle.

At first, it was just a small wave, but as the empty boat continued to grow, the bottom of the ship pushed open the seawater, stirring up a thousand layers of waves, until it changed into the ultimate form of the ship, and then stopped.

Qinghe looked up and saw a huge and vast empty ship standing in front of him, with its sails extended, as if it had broken through the sky, and the top could not be seen.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then tiptoe onto the deck.

Qinghe controlled the rudder, Shen Xun pulled the sails, and the two headed in the direction of Futu Mountain.

It seems that Futu Mountain is close in front of him, but the distance is extremely far, and the road is long and lonely, so Qinghe called out the nine-headed fire phoenix.

Little Red appeared on the deck with wings outstretched, with a cage in her mouth, which was the same demon ghosts she had caught before.

The spiritual energy of the sacred mountain is rich, the spiritual pressure is huge, and as soon as several demon ghosts appear, they become languishing, and even feel a little dying.

And Xiaohong is different, it has followed Zhuge Hongming for many years, I don't know how many elixirs it has eaten, it has long been out of the essence of Warcraft, and it is naturally not afraid of the aura of the Divine Mountain.

I saw it walking slowly on the deck with the cage in its hand, and the cage swayed with the movement of walking, making several ghosts even more dizzy, and almost died on the spot.

It was already not light that Xiaohong was tossed in the space, but now she has inhaled a large amount of spiritual energy from the sacred mountain, and it is even more painful, and several little guys looked at Qinghe with big watery eyes, wanting her to stop this hateful red-haired bird.

It's a pity that Qinghe was also dizzy and nauseous by this huge spiritual pressure, and he was too busy to take care of himself, so how could he care about them.