The coast of the East China Sea.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the birds are singing and the streams are quiet.

The steep and steep Dan cliff towers on the top of the clouds, looking around, the sea of clouds like a dragon and smoke gathers and scatters, and the whistling mountain wind also blows the branches of the pine swaying left and right.

But I saw a pavilion with red pillars and blue tiles.

Eight immortals dressed in different costumes, old and young, stood or sat and talked.

Han Zhongli stroked the three strands of gray beard under his chin, and said, "Fellow Daoists, the matter is urgent, but we can't delay it any longer. ”

Pure Yang Zhenren was dressed in a plain white robe, with a tall figure, and on top of his handsome face, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, and his starry eyes were shining.

He was carrying a scabbard fire dragon sword behind him, and at this time, hearing Han Zhongli's words, his face couldn't help but be much more solemn, and he said in a solemn voice: "Without further ado, I'll go to Penglai to collect medicine." ”

The two immortals had already made up their minds, and the other immortals also nodded in agreement.

The Eight Immortals did not delay any longer, but set up a cloud of auspicious clouds and flew towards the East China Sea.

When the eight immortals left, a flash of inspiration appeared in the corner of Danya, and the real people of Tongxuan and the cave spirit showed their old figures.

The peak of the Golden Immortal of the Cave Spirit is holding an ancient bamboo slip, and the tadpole gold text on it is densely packed, which is exactly the 'Cave Spirit True Scripture' that he has learned in his life.

He looked at the eastern sky, and said with a solemn gaze: "Fang Cai is poor and divination, it seems..."

Tong Xuan Zhenren was wearing a linen robe, his gray and white hair was neatly combed, and the upturned bun was tightly held by a green hosta, and he stepped on a pair of mango shoes, giving people the feeling of a mountain and a wild man.

Hearing this, he smiled meaningfully and asked, "How is Daoist Bu calculated?"

"It's a shame to say that the heavens are chaotic, the calculations are dumb and silent, and the poor road can't peep into one or two. ”

The cave spirit real person stared at him and sighed.

"Don't worry, don't say that the pure yang real person has already attained immortality, even if there are really one or two accidents, you and I can also take action. ”

Tong Xuan's real eyes flickered and smiled.

The cave spirit real person frowned deeply, and sighed, "I hope they are all the best." ”

The two of them were entrusted by Wen Shi Zhenren to personally protect the Eight Immortals, and the meaning of this protection was naturally that they could not make a move as much as possible.

Tong Xuan Zhenren chuckled, and a pair of dark eyes were uncertain.

But he didn't tell the cave spirit real person a little-known news, Wen Shi real person also wrote to Huayang real person, so that Huayang real person, the golden immortal, was also secretly protecting the eight immortals.

Of course, if it weren't for the catastrophe of the Eight Immortals falling into the realm of death, they wouldn't have made a move.

Shooting adds variables!

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Above the East China Sea, the sky is clear.

Wisps of light breeze blew across the sea, and the white mist slowly dissipated, but it was a calm weather.

Above the clouds.

Han Zhongli showed a reserved smile on his baby-like ruddy face, and the banana fan he held in his gentle big hand pointed in the direction of the East China Sea, and said angrily: "Fellow Daoists, look, even God is grateful for the suffering of the common people, and it is convenient for me to wait." ”

When the immortals heard this, they all nodded yes.

The land near the East China Sea is still good, but the depths of the ocean have always been unpredictable, and the power of Yuan Magnetism in some sinister places is chaotic and disorderly.

Throughout the ages, there have been many immortals who were unlucky and did not have a deep path and strayed into it, lost all their mana, and drowned.

Uncle Cao Guo was dressed in a blue-bottomed, red-sun-white crane official robe, and his elegant face was kind.

He retracted his gaze and said with emotion: "When I was in the mortal world, I heard that there are many strange flowers and plants on Penglai Immortal Mountain, and every year there are some fishermen looking for Penglai medicine pickers, but unfortunately Penglai Immortal is faint, and they are not allowed to enter." ”

Lan Cai and his eyebrows are delicate, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is wearing a blue shirt, standing in the wind, and his spirit is clear.

Hearing Uncle Cao's words, Lan Cai and Qingsheng said: "Cao Daoyou doesn't know, Penglai Immortal Mountain is hidden in the immortal array, and what fishermen along the East China Sea can see, it's just a mirage. ”

Han Xiangzi in the distance was dressed in a moire robe, the sea breeze was blowing, his wide sleeves were fluttering, and he was chic and elegant, not like a person in the dust.

He held a tube of hole flute, looked at He Xiangu, who was standing silently with a cold expression not far away, and said in a clear voice: "What is He Daoyou thinking?"

He Xiangu's face was cold, a depressed breath between her eyebrows and eyes did not dissipate, her lips moved for a moment, and she did not speak after all.

For some reason, in He Xiangu's heart, there was a scene of Penglai in the East China Sea back then, and several of them intercepted and killed that person.

On that day, the weather seemed to be so clear, was it evening or early morning?

She can't remember anymore...

The Eight Immortals laughed and floated across the sea, and rows of white seagulls flew across the sea.

"Fellow Daoists, we flew from the East China Sea to Penglai, the road is long, and the road is boring and tight, why not use some means to compare the highs and lows. ”

Lan Caihe proposed with a smile on a whim.

With a sense of arrogance, Li Meiyu held an iron crutch spirit treasure under his arm, nodded, and said, "Poor Dao has this intention. ”

Among the eight immortals, Tie Guan Li is the oldest, but this person has been stumbling for so many years, and even the cultivation of Cao Guo's uncle Lan Cai and these latecomers is the same as him, if it is said that there is no desire to win, it is impossible.

Lu Dongbin laughed loudly: "Several Taoist friends are very good. ”

"But..."

Speaking of this, his face sank, his eyes looked into the distance, and he sneered: "Let's cook a few miscellaneous fish first." ”

Lu Yan's eyes suddenly shot out of a fierce murderous intent, and he said coldly: "When you don't know the sky, you dare to block our way?"

"Groan..."

The fire dragon sword stirred the wind and rain, and a sword slashed out from afar.

The flying sword pierced into the void, and a line of blood suddenly grew larger, turning into a fountain of blood.

The terrible screams resounded one after another for hundreds of miles, but they were the enemies of the Eight Immortals all the way.

Before he even reached the front of the Eight Immortals, he was killed by a fire dragon sword of the Pure Yang Zhenren!

The power of the golden immortal is terrifying!

"Okay, I'll continue. Pure Yang Zhenren said lightly.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand towards the void and made a move, and the fire dragon sword returned to its scabbard, and a pungent bloody aura permeated the surroundings.

However, except for Uncle Cao Guo's pale face, the rest of the immortals were all as usual.

Han Zhongli laughed loudly: "Then the poor road will be one step ahead." ”

The cyan banana fan in his hand was suddenly sacrificed, and the treasure light fell, turning into a green and shining boat, and Han Zhongli jumped up and stood with his hands in his hands.

A cyan light turned into a line, but it fled along the sea towards Penglai.

Not to be outdone, the Allegro Lingbao in his palm jumped out, stepped on it, and followed closely.

Uncle Cao Guo's eyes moved slightly, he smiled faintly, and the ivory jade wat with both hands held in his left hand and offered it straight out.

Han Xiangzi and He Xiangu are also using their own means.

All of a sudden, the sentence was really answered, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.

Ryugu.

In the hall, Ao Guang sat on the dragon chair, enjoying the singing and dancing of His Royal Highness with a comfortable expression, and the wine cup raised in his hand was waiting to be sent to his mouth.

At this moment, a white light penetrated through the deep waters and lit up in the huge courtyard in front of the Crystal Palace.

The beams and pillars shook a few times, and several dancing girls were also staggering, and their faces were discolored.

"Wow..."

The wine cup in Ao Guang's hand shook, and the golden wine slurry splashed out, falling on the needle-embroidered and exquisitely made robes, and in the blink of an eye, it was soaked in a large mass of stains.

"What's going on?"

Ao Guang's face was angry, and he asked in a deep voice.

At this time, outside the hall, a Yaksha water general with an ugly face hurriedly ran over.

As soon as he entered the hall, he nodded to the ground on one knee, clenched his fists and said: "Back to Your Majesty, there are a few passing immortals on the sea who have passed through the East China Sea to exert their magical powers of stirring water... Blocked by the discovery of my Dragon Palace patrol soldiers, I don't want these immortals to suddenly use hot hands, and now I have started to work with my Donghai Erlang. ”

"Is that so?"

Ao Guang's face was gloomy and he said in a cold voice.

Since the East China Sea Dragon Palace pacified the Taigu Ahuizotl, Ao Guang was in high spirits.

Now that I don't know which way Xiaoxian dares to touch his tiger whiskers in the East China Sea, Ao Guang only feels that an evil fire for no reason is surging in his heart.

"Do you know who did it?"

"I don't know, Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess has already rushed there. ”

The Yaksha general said fifteen-ten.

"Has the listening heart already gone?"

Ao Guang's brows furrowed, his face was slightly angry, but there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, and he waved his hand and said, "You go to the secret realm of Longchi..."

"Come back. ”

Hearing this, the Yaksha paused and looked at Ao Guang suspiciously, waiting for orders.

But Ao Guang suddenly remembered that after Ao Jun returned from Dongxu Xiaoyuan, he was still in retreat to heal his wounds, so he muttered: "You can send more people to support the four princesses." ”

Yaksha Shuijiang's face was stunned, and he hurriedly retreated.

Ao Guang sat on the chair, was silent for a long time, picked up the wine cup, drank a few sips, and felt that the sweet and delicious immortal wine on weekdays had no taste at the moment.