Thank you Yaya for loving sleeping, lockray's pink ticket ^-^ Anyway, I forgot to take the name of the previous chapter.,It seems that it can't be changed~~~.

The vast East China Sea, a piece of blue, with no end in sight, let the Buddha sail through a thousand sails, the scenery is still the same.

Breathing in the fresh sea breeze, Jia Jia couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It feels a little bit like stepping on the waves to return! The East China Sea has its own different scenery of China, and the world of the great world is so wonderful!

Among the four people, Jia Jia, who has the lowest cultivation, is known for his speed, and among the other three, even if Mingyu is a real person, he is also a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Yuanying, so his speed is naturally dissatisfied. It was the figure of these four people, and the monks who occasionally saw it, all of them were just like meteors, crossing the sky.

In less than a cup of tea, several people were already standing outside the largest Dharma tent on the nameless island.

Although it is only a day and a night's work, in just one day and night, the island has undergone earth-shaking changes. The rest of the monks of the Kunlun Shadow Division, except for a few who stayed in Penglai, have almost all flocked here, and in Shushan, a group of monks led by Lu Ze are standing aside with a smile on their faces, this group of monks is neatly dressed, white clothes, blue belts, and jade and silver crowns, which looks quite conspicuous.

The tips of her ears moved, and a slight "poof" sound came into her ears, Jia Jia looked around, and when her eyes touched the corners of Wei Dong's slightly twitching mouth, a little clear flashed in her heart.

In comparison, the people of the three islands of the East China Sea are obviously not as large as the number of people in Kunlun and Shushan.

Penglai is led by Mo Wuji. In fact, there are quite a few people. It can be compared to the "huge" Kunlun and Shu Mountains. It's obviously not enough to see.

Yingzhou Island is led by Liang Xiaozhen, and the number of people is almost the same as Penglai, as for the people from Abbot Island, who have not appeared for a long time, they are one-third of Penglai and Yingzhou. The few people who were sparsely pulled, as well as the appearance of a Yuanying monk who took the lead with his eyes closed and ignored foreign affairs, just looking at it, Jia Jia couldn't bear to look at it directly.

In this way, among the groups of monks on the island, the group is naturally the largest on this side.

A glance out of the corner of her eye. The monks who had already been left nearby were dismantling the Dharma tent, and they were still new young monks, and their cheeks had not really been practiced, and Jia Jia turned his head a little unnaturally when he met the slightly complaining gaze of the monks who had been forced to move away.

It's not that she thinks too much, but the number is really a bit surprising. A group of them parachuted in here, and there was a great deal of potential to raze the place.

At this moment, a voice of "Ge Laozi, these bastards, what about the exercises?" There are many people and few bullies?" quickly floated into everyone's ears.

The young monk's face is better than the old monk's. Always ashamed of herself, Jia Jia clearly saw that many young monks lowered their heads with red ears. And the likes of Shizun are as expressionless as ever, as if they have not heard of it.

After waiting for the surrounding area, whether it was a loose cultivation or a demon cultivation, there was no one left, Jia Jia saw the master raise his head and explained to everyone: "I, Kunlun Qiu Zhenren and Shushan Zhu Zhenren, were unfortunately killed in pursuit of the Hehuan Sect Orchid Gong, which is really a rare loss for my two factions, and we deeply regret it." ”

Jia Jia's eyes carefully looked at the three people who were standing there, Wei Dong, Shizun and Mingyu Zhenren, forgiving her for being clumsy, and she really couldn't find any regretful expressions.

The fall of Qiu Zhenren and Zhu Zhenren was revealed so gently, if you are a Tibetan God Monk or a Qi Cultivator, there will not be much difference in treatment after the fall. Jia Jia once again understood this truth: in the cultivation realm, the one who survives is the winner.

After saying a few more official words, the elders and others who spoke to them asked the new monks to set up a Dharma tent and find a place to stay, and the first batch of people to go to the island, such as Jia Jia, were extremely honored to be arranged in the original crowded Dharma tent.

Jia Jia had nothing to do for a while, so he simply crossed his arms and looked at the group of cultivators, in a group of monks who were at least above the golden pill, Jiang Weiyu was originally a special case, and he had not yet attained the Dan. Now, there's another nun in it.

The hairstyle with a short blue floral placket and a headscarf wrapped in a headscarf was recognized by Jia Jia at a glance, and it was the cook lady on Penglai Island who was in the late stage of foundation building.

Seeing her, because of the Xuan Ling in the dantian who reminded her again, Jia Jia couldn't help but look at the cook twice.

Maybe it was these two eyes that made the cook find out, she immediately pursed her lips and smiled, and her ordinary appearance immediately increased a lot of beauty because of those beautiful eyes.

Jia Jia smiled, which was a return salute, and was about to turn around, but saw a young man with a beautiful face suddenly emerge from the oblique thorn on the side. This man, Jia Jia frowned slightly, it seemed that he met this man and that Li Niangzi on the first day he went to Shenhezhuang.

"What are you doing standing stupidly?" The man hurriedly came up and grabbed Mrs. Li's sleeve, and his voice was not small, but he did not shy away at all, "The island owner is already dissatisfied with me bringing you here without permission, so don't hurry up and stand on the side, don't shake in front of his eyes." ”

But I saw that Mrs. Li pursed her lips slightly, looked at the man with a pair of hooking eyes, and the man who was counting her in a hurry was slightly stunned, and then the tips of her ears were quickly dyed a little pink.

And Li Niangzi didn't seem to be aware of it, opened her lips, and was about to speak, but when her eyes saw a monk with a serious face, she suddenly fell silent, and then trembled.

Jia Jia was about to turn around early in the morning, but she thought that Li Niangzi's reaction was interesting, so she couldn't help but look at her twice, and saw that she was suddenly so scared. I couldn't help but wonder and turned to the monk with a serious face, seeing that although his appearance was serious, he was also considered a clear man, and on the whole, this monk was not ugly, it was Li Zigui from Shushan.

What's so terrible about this Li Zigui? Jia Jia shook her head and quickly withdrew her gaze.

When she was bored, she was slapped on the shoulder, and Jia Jia suddenly woke up. She turned her head in surprise, but saw Zhuangzi Zhan smiling at her, pointing to the side, Jia Jia suddenly looked over, but saw that Wei Tan had just stepped into their crowded law tent, followed by Mo Wen, who was holding the sword, and then Lin Peiyuan, who was winking at the two of them.

Although the two of them couldn't figure out what was going on, they decided to follow them into the Dharma tent immediately.

I don't know when there were a few more sheets in the law account, Wei Tan found a few pieces and sat down, and leisurely took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage bag.

Spread out the paper in an orderly manner, and Wei Tan then grinded the ink leisurely.

After grinding for a while, he finally started writing, and several people around him were silent, watching him move a few strokes, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, moved a few strokes, and then closed his eyes and thought for a while, and so on and again.

Halfway through the painting, Jia Jia only felt that it seemed to be a little familiar, but she also saw that this "living dossier" seemed to be recalling something, and now I was afraid that it would be inconvenient to disturb it, so she wrote it down seriously.

This was until the end of the whole scroll, Wei Tan blew it, rolled it up after it was dry, and handed it to Qin Ya, who had been waiting there early in the morning.

As soon as he turned around, when he saw a few curious and surprised faces, Wei Tan covered his lips and chuckled, shook his head and walked away.

Several people glanced at each other, and immediately lost interest, some left the law tent like Wei Tan, and some were like Jia Jia, so they simply found a place to sit down, took out Futu Lingshan from the storage bag, and grinded it silently.

"Nine turns of the formation, not a day's work......" Jia Jia silently twisted up the words in the "General Outline of the Formation".

After grinding for a while, she noticed that someone had been staring at her for half a cup of tea, and Jia Jia finally sighed and asked, "Jiang Daoyou, is there something?"

Jiang Weiyu, who was staring at her coldly, stiffened and shook her head again and again: "No, it's okay." Then she hurriedly opened the door of the tent and walked out, probably in a hurry, she accidentally stepped on her left foot and stepped on her right foot, staggered, and almost fell.

In addition to not saying it, her whole face was almost clearly written with the word "panic".

Jia Jiahu looked at her suspiciously, withdrew his gaze, and stopped looking at her.

But I don't know that Jiang Weiyu left the legal tent in a hurry, and didn't go far, but happened to meet Zhong Bugui, who was talking to Mingyu Zhenren, and didn't call "Brother Bugui" sweetly as usual, and then pounced on him and hugged his arm.

Jiang Weiyu just shouted: "Dad, step back to my brother." He nodded, and walked to the side.

When he walked, he looked panicked, causing the two of them to frown together: "What's wrong with the light rain?"

Jiang Weiyu naturally couldn't answer the two of them at this time, so he hurriedly walked out of the road for a while, and only stopped when he was not far from the crowd.

Jiang Weiyu pressed his chest, and after a long time, he finally calmed down, and pressed the Koran bracelet with one hand: "Fog Shadow, come out!"

There was a hint of indescribable annoyance in her voice.

"What's wrong?" The young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Weiyu with dissatisfaction after he came out.

Jiang Weiyu looked at his dissatisfied expression in disbelief, and her outstretched fingers trembled slightly: "You, you actually call me ......"

"So what?" Mist Shadow immediately interrupted her words, looking at Jiang Weiyu with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "Her flying sword is an immortal weapon, and now that flying sword has her mark on it." I am sure that if you can remove this mark, I will be able to make the flying sword recognize you as Lord. ”

"If you want to remove the mark on the flying sword that recognizes the master, there are only two ways," Jiang Weiyu frowned and looked at the fog shadow, "Either she doesn't want it herself, but this is her natal flying sword, and removing the mark by herself will definitely damage her cultivation, and she will never do it; But ......"

"What's the matter?" "What is it?" Mist Shadow bit his lower lip tightly, a trace of entanglement and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, hidden in the clenched fists in his sleeves, his nails were already deeply embedded in the flesh, "I have lived on this Colan bracelet, you are my master, think about it, how can I harm you?" (To be continued......)