Can the Book of Mountains and Seas live as a living creature?

Wei Ping was a little uncertain, and he couldn't help beating the drum in his heart.

"Hey, the Book of Mountains and Seas, respected descendant of the ancient gods, you are so powerful, Adali is willing to go to the human world with you!"

The corners of Wei Ping's mouth hooked, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "Of course you can, but if you want to have something, you must pay something, as a reward for your sojourn in the Book of Mountains and Seas, you have to give me the human fruit." ”

The branches of the Hercules tree froze and were silent for a long time, and when Wei Ping thought it was going to say something again, his thoughts were transmitted: "Respected descendant of the ancient gods, a long time ago, I promised to give Xiaoli two body fruits, and the remaining two body fruits for you, are you still willing to take me back to the god realm?"

When Wei Ping heard it say this, he quickly tightened his face, so as not to laugh out of the pig's voice, he originally thought that he could get a human fruit, and he was satisfied, but he didn't expect to get two, he nodded incomprehensibly, and replied: "Two is fine, you don't have to give it to me now, I'll give it to me when I need it." ”

The top of the tree with the Hercules tree as the head nodded, and the island rumbled, the mud and rocks rolled, and the roots rose from the ground, waiting silently.

Wei Ping opened the first page of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, aimed the page at the Hercules Tree, and with a movement of his mind, the page shot out a misty light, covering the Hercules Tree, and the Hercules Tree flew up, from large to small, and submerged into the page.

There is an extra Hercules tree on the page, the branches are luxuriant, verdant, and the branches stand in a large zigzag shape, and the vitality is extremely vigorous.

When the island in the lake rumbled, the two Seven Realms ghost sword cultivators opened their eyes and saw the Hercules Tree flying up, flying into the Classic of Mountains and Seas, turning into a wisp of white smoke, burrowing into the flying sword behind them, the body and sword were united, turning into a sword light, and killing Wei Ping.

Leng Yi's figure standing by the lake flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Wei Ping, coldly watching the two swords flying, motionless.

The two ghost sword cultivators did not dare to provoke its majesty, a wisp of white smoke withdrew from the flying sword, turning into two white-clothed figures, among which the ghost with long hair to the shoulders bowed and saluted, and said: "Leng Great God, our sect leader is bound to gain the human body, you are friends with our previous sect leader, and you will not be an enemy of the Ming Sect, right?"

"Joke, the old lady and the old man are friends?

A sneer appeared on the corner of Leng Yiren's mouth, and then his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "The old lady will be afraid of being the enemy of the Ming Sect?

How can the two Mingjiao ghosts say that they are also ghost sword cultivators of the Seven Realms, their faces changed when they heard this, and the double swords and swords behind them were surging into the sky, and the soldiers could not be killed, and it was a big deal to die!

Didn't you never die?

A wisp of black smoke wandered in, turning into the figure of Rahu, and the red spear pointed obliquely, pointing at the bundled hair ghost sword cultivator.

Monroe incarnated into the body of a water baby, instantly shrunk into water droplets, flew down to the Blue Lotus Lake, teleported, rose from the right side of Wei Ping's feet, turned into the original body, and a blue trident disappeared in the kidney house, flew out of the acupoint in the palm, and was held in his hand, concentrating.

Fu Zhong stood in place, the battle on the island on the lake could not be participated in, and there was no need to participate, although Leng Yiren, as the lover of the former Ghost Face Sect leader, had something to do with the Ghost Face Sect, but the relationship was not very big!

In particular, the previous sect leader has been missing for 500 years, and the new sect leader has been in office for more than 300 years, and he is very good, and he is at the peak of his ghost life.

"Two brothers, if you have something to say, why bother fighting? Fighting hurts peace!" Although the other party wants to rob him of his personal fruit, everything is easy to discuss, especially Leng Yiren stands in front of him, and he can't owe this girl a favor.

Since the people who have gained the fruit of the human body have said so, as an envoy of the Ming Sect, they must also show their due bearing, and the two Seven Realms Ghost Sword Cultivators have collected their sword qi.

The long-haired and shoulder-to-shoulder ghost sword cultivator looked at Wei Ping, but his eyes were condensed, he didn't look carefully before, but now he looked carefully, and his face was suddenly full of surprise, and he asked: "Brother Dao is right, I don't know how this Brother Dao can give up his body?"

Wei Ping groaned slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was about to speak.

Leng Yiren raised his eyebrows and interjected: "Fool, the old lady wants a human fruit, if you don't give it to ...... Hmph!"

The smile on the corner of Wei Ping's mouth froze, and he weighed it repeatedly in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, he couldn't lose his soul anymore, and then stared at the two ghost sword cultivators with bright eyes, and said viciously: "I think the Ming Sect is also a great sect in the Yin and Ghost Realm, I don't know what you can come up with in exchange?"

"Of course the Ming Sect is a Great Sect, what does Brother Dao want?" said proudly with long hair to the shoulders of the Ghost Sword Cultivator's head raised.

What a big wrong!

"Do you have a half-immortal soldier?"

"Well, no. ”

"Where's the Genshin Stone?"

"Nope. ”

"The Vitality Stone?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"Mingjiao is really a great religion, why are you so poor?"

“......”

The face of the long-haired ghost sword cultivator changed again and again, and he actually asked something that was not available in the Yin and Netherworld ghost realm, how could the Ming Sect have it?

"Ah, yes. ”

"Wasn't it a little silly when you were a kid?"

"Who said that?"

"What our sect leader said, his surname is Wei, and his name is Wei Ming!"

“......”

Wei Ping's heart was mixed in an instant, and many pictures flashed through his mind, scene by scene, bit by bit, tears welled up in his eyes, and then he came out of his eyes and slid down his cheeks silently.

There are joys and sorrows.

I was glad to know my father's whereabouts.

Sadly, my father is dead.

How could he die, a man so powerful?

How can you die??

With a turn of her eyes, she turned to Leng Yiren, she had said by the sinkhole of the Dragon Palace Secret Realm that she knew the whereabouts of a person who looked very similar to him, and she was talking about Wei Ming?

Leng Yiren hesitated slightly and nodded.

His gaze turned back to his long hair and shoulders to the ghost sword cultivator, and his lips trembled and said, "I, my father, where is I?"

Sure enough!

The long-haired and shoulder-to-shoulder ghost sword cultivator's face was full of joy, happy for the sect leader who missed his relatives every night, and said excitedly: "The sect leader went to the Netherworld Pool to find the water of life, so he asked me to come to Luoli Island with Mo Hui." ”

"Netherlife Pool?" Wei Pingjian's brows furrowed, he didn't know anything about the Netherworld Ghost Realm, so he naturally didn't know where the Netherlife Pool was.

Hearing the Underworld Pool, Luo Hu, who was as powerful as Leng Yiren, also changed his face.

"The Netherlife Pool, one of the top ten dangerous places in the Netherworld Ghost Realm, is the third most dangerous place, known as the saying 'there is no life in death, nine deaths and one life', even if the sect leader goes, it is also dangerous!" mentioned the Netherlife Pool, the long hair to the shoulders of the ghost sword Xiu's face was solemn, and his tone was solemn at the end.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!" Wei Ping was very excited, difficult to calm down, and just wanted to see Wei Ming immediately.

The ghost sword cultivation of the two seven realms has no opinion, and the young master will go, so he will naturally follow.

Leng Yicai tasted the taste of small fresh meat, and didn't want to be separated from Wei Ping, but also wanted to go to the Netherworld Pool to try to see if he could find the water of life.

As the younger brother of Leng Yiren, Luo Hu only met after more than 300 years of separation, so he naturally had to follow for a while.

Monroe is a person who is afraid of ghosts, and without Wei Ping, he will be afraid of death.

The ghosts looked at Fu Chong, Fu Chong was startled, his face was pale, and he waved his hand again and again.

Leng Yiren pointed with his hand and ordered: "Luo boy, you go!"

This time, Rahu did not pretend to be injured, his face was hideous, and he replied very doggedly: "Okay!"