The sea, up and down.

The waves crash against the reef with the crisp sound of the waves.

It fits in your ears and is extremely comfortable.

On the edge of the seaside, there is a sea of flowers.

When, when the wind blows.

The flowers in this sea of flowers sway from side to side with the wind, especially ...... It is the most central place of this sea of flowers, with a seven-petal purple flower.

It was at this time that a fire.

Appearing in this sea of flowers, the golden flame slowly condensed into a person.

Sun, Wukong.

Last time.

When he came to the sea of flowers on the shore of this endless sea, at that time, he was still in Qin Feng's sea of knowledge, and it was because of Qin Feng that he was able to see all this.

And this time.

He, the ontology, comes.

He is the real Monkey King.

One step, one step at a time.

Sun Wukong walked in front of the seven-petaled purple flower, with tenderness in his eyes.

Hands, raised.

From his fingers, there was a wisp of white spiritual light, floating out and submerging into the seven-petal purple flower, this white spiritual light was the soul of Zixia's original soul.

It was Sun Wukong, who borrowed Qin Feng's body, and snatched it from the body of Emperor Ziwei when he was in the Immortal Court.

When this ray of spiritual light entered the moment of the seven-petal purple flower.

Flowers, trembling slightly.

There is a deep purple light, which is revealed from these seven-petal purple flowers.

Purple light, emitted.

This square sea of flowers, at this time, was instantly covered with purple, and the rest of the flowers, fluttering up, with a little petals, swaying in the wind.

Passing by, in front of Sun Wukong's eyes.

The seven-petal purple flower, between the deep purple meaning, has the shape of a woman, and slowly transforms out.

The long skirt flutters, and the phantom smile is like a dream.

When the woman was completely condensed, the purple intent around her instantly dispersed.

The seven-petaled purple flower is gone.

Standing in front of Sun Wukong is a woman, her name is Zixia.

The wind, caressing the heavens and the earth.

The sound of the waves is endless.

"Little monkey. ”

Zixia, looking at Sun Wukong in front of her, with a smile in her eyes, shouted these three words.

Sun Wukong's hand was trembling.

His eyes instantly reddened.

As soon as he raised his hand, he hugged the woman in front of him into his arms.

Hold tightly.

Zixia was slightly stunned, and then, with a smile on her face, her hands wrapped around Sun Wukong's waist and leaned on his shoulders tightly.

In this life, you are enough.

..................

Fairy world, Xuannu Mountain.

Between a loft.

Qin Feng, alone, in the balcony of this pavilion, from here, he can see half of Xuannu Mountain.

And looking down, there is a woman's back, far away.

That is, Nine Heavens Xuannu.

And behind Qin Feng, on the bed in this room, there was a wisp of misty white tulle, which was the clothes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, just ......

In this house......

Qin Feng sighed lightly.

Inside, for some reason.

There will be an inexplicable sense of guilt.

When he gets along with the Nine Heavens Xuannu as 'Yan' and with the memory of 'Yan', even if he sleeps together and does what men and women in the world love to do, he will not have any sense of mustard.

But now he is never 'Yan'.

The memory of the 'Yan' that he forcibly pulled out will always be taken back.

And when this memory is taken back, he is no longer 'Yan', but Qin Feng.

Originally, Qin Feng planned to go to Nangong Yiren again.

But when he thought about it, he didn't know how to speak.

He, came to find the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Nangong Yiren must know about this matter, if he goes to Nangong Yiren again at this time, the word 'embarrassing' will be written directly on his face.

But...

Qin Feng had a wry smile on his face.

He found that the flow rate of the spiritual power in his body was dozens of times faster, and his perception of the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth was too clear, too much!

He, of course, knows.

That's where it comes from.

That 'day' is a thousand miles of words, not only for Nangong Yiren, but also for the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

This master and disciple are all Heavenly Maiden spirits.

Qin Feng is now the most holy cultivator.

At the holy level, if he wants to be higher, he can only comprehend the power of the nine elements of heaven and earth, so what he gets is the increase in the flow rate of spiritual power, and the clear perception of heaven and earth.

At the level of the Holy Triple, between heaven and earth, I am afraid that no one is its opponent.

Whereas.

If Qin Feng didn't have a supreme saint-level cultivation.

For example, if he is only the cultivation of Taiyi Xuan Immortal or Da Luo Jin Immortal, this 'day' will directly reach the peak of quasi-sainthood.

For ordinary people, it is simply a 'day' to ascend to the sky, and it is not an exaggeration at all.

Qin Feng hurriedly shook his head.

I wondered why I was suddenly thinking about these things that didn't make sense in my head.

Took a deep breath.

Qin Feng was about to leave this Xuannu Mountain.

Since he didn't look for Nangong Yiren, then next, he was going to find Feng You, and he wanted Feng You to show him a way, a road to the Abyss Realm.

Moreover, he is going to take the body of the Nightmare with him.

Even the current body of the nightmare has not completely lit up the ninth star.

Otherwise, but with this first ontology, there are not many accidents that can be dealt with at all.

Qin Feng, one turned around.

But at this time.

His steps were slightly stunned.

Because, there was a silver bell, and it rang.

Ringtones, crisp and pleasant.

Qin Feng subconsciously looked at his waist, on his waist, there was a string of silver bells, this string of silver bells, he remembered...... It was at the time of the cloud and water realm.

The old madman of the Wine Sword Fairy gave it to him, and this silver bell also has a special meaning.

Qin Feng didn't forget this, he kept it in his heart.

And one more point.

Qin Feng remembers it clearly.

That's the function of this silver bell.

The cloud bell is in pairs, divided into two pairs of yin and yang.

Qin Feng's string is yang.

And Yin is on Yun Ling's body.

At this moment, the silver bell is ringing, which means that there is a problem, Yun Ling...... It's around here.

Qin Feng did not hesitate at all.

The figure soared into the sky and soared into the sky.

............

A side peak of Xuannu Mountain.

The pinnacle.

Nangong Yiren, standing here alone, saw Qin Feng's figure rising into the sky, and her eyes were ...... There is a hint of loneliness flowing through.

She wanted to talk to him.

Even if......

It's okay if you don't speak.

Just, standing quietly behind him.

Just, just like in the past in the Yunshui Realm, it is enough to stand quietly behind him and make a cup of coffee for him.

Why...

Why don't you come to see me......

You are...... Don't you want to see me......

Nangong Yiren couldn't help it, with tears, rolling in his eyes.

Whereas.

At this moment, the Nine Heavens Xuannu also glanced at the sky, and at a glance, she took it back.

She could feel it.

There is a powerful qi that appears around this Xuannu Mountain, but this qi does not have the slightest malice.

It's not coming to her, it's... Look for him.

"Merry Debt ......"

Muttering, there was a wordless bitter smile in the eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.