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On a hill only a few hundred meters above sea level, the trees are verdant, and a clear stream flows down the low-lying part of the mountain to a small cliff, but the water turns sharply, and continues to flow in a different direction to the foot of the mountain.

On the banks of the brook there was a simple hut made of thatch, which looked very dilapidated, and the thatch on the roof had rotted a lot, revealing a grayish-black patch.

The hut was like an old man in his old age, and occasionally a gust of mountain wind blew, and it shook on all sides, making an overwhelmed creaking sound, and it looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

In front of the hut, a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a thin face sat on a bluestone on the edge of the stream, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and threw it far into the water.

The water of the creek is crystal clear, the smooth pebbles at the bottom are clearly visible, the sun shines down, and the shadows of the man and the distant mountains are reflected in the water, forming a natural ink painting.

As the saying goes, "when the water is clear, there are no fish", how can there be a fish in this stream, but the man has been sitting there as if he does not understand this truth, and the fishing line on the fishing rod sways slightly with the current.

No one knows how long he has been sitting here, not even himself, except that he has crossed the sea to this place when he was a young monk who had just embarked on the path of monasticism.

The generation of kings he once served should have died a long time ago, and the elixir of life was not brought back in time, but even if he brought it back, I am afraid that all he saw was a handful of loess.

Crash!

A small blue fish swam up from the downstream against the current, the fins swaying desperately, and the tail of the fish hitting the current left and right, helping itself to swim to a higher place.

When the man saw this scene, a smile appeared on his lips, and he blew lightly, and the small cyan fish quickly swam away, and the oncoming water seemed to be no longer an obstacle, and in the blink of an eye, he turned around the stone wall and disappeared.

The man got up, retracted his fishing rod, and walked slowly towards the hut behind him, and after a few steps, his figure disappeared at the same time as the dilapidated hut, as if he had never been out.

In the boundless white mist, a cyan dragon shadow was quickly rushing towards Penglai Island in front, and there was a beautiful woman sitting on the neck and a teenager who looked only eleven or twelve years old, it was Lin Fan and the three.

After dealing with the Seven Masters of Vajra, he left the fleet of cultivators and set out on his own. After incarnating as a dragon, walking through this white mist is like a fish in water, without the slightest sense of discomfort, and the speed of flight has even increased by a few points, and if it goes on like this, it will not take a stick of incense to reach Penglai.

As for the group of cultivators who were still fighting against the sea beasts on the sea, Lin Fan didn't have the leisure to care about them, it would be good if he didn't take the opportunity to kill these competitors, whether these people could finally reach Penglai depends on their creation.

"Penglai, this place is very famous in the desolate world!" Ao Xuan sighed.

"What kind of famous method?" Lin Fan said in his heart.

"The sects of the Eight Immortals are all based on this Penglai Island! There are many monks, and it is a real blessed land of immortals. Ao Xuan said.

"The sect of the Eight Immortals?"

"Yes, don't think that these immortals in the heavenly realm are all alone, there are quite a few sects under them!" Ao Xuan said with a smile: "Do you think, if something happens, such as being hunted down by the enemy or something, there is at least a group of people behind them to support it, at least not alone!"

Lin Fan nodded slightly, it seems that this group of immortals is also well versed in the way of dealing with the world, although they seem to be high and inviolable, but if they really get into trouble, they have to rely on the power they have cultivated.

On weekdays, although they meet each other with the affectionate call of a "Taoist friend", they drink two pots of wine and eat some vegetarian food when they have nothing to do, and they call it "enhancing friendship".

While the two were talking, Penglai Island was already close in front of them, Lin Fan jumped forward, rushed out of the range of the white mist, and officially stepped into the realm of Penglai Island!

Landing into a human form, the extremely rich aura suddenly rushed to the face, more than ten times thicker than the aura on the earth, taking a deep breath, there was an abundant spiritual power rushed into the body, wandering in the meridians, and finally sank into the dantian, and the cultivation seemed to be faintly taking a step.

"What a great place!"

Lin Fan sighed, it really deserves to be a famous blessed land of immortals, the aura of any place on the island is so abundant, it can be imagined that the places occupied by those great sects of immortal cultivation must be even more extraordinary, cultivating in such an environment, why worry about not being able to improve cultivation.

Rumble!

Lin Fan suddenly felt that Chen Mengqi's aura beside him suddenly rose, and when he turned his head to look, he found that her cultivation had actually broken through to the middle of the acquired realm at this moment.

"The aura here is too strong!"

Chen Mengqi's black hair fluttered in the sea breeze, with obvious joy on her face, and a few strands of hair stained her red lips, which was a different kind of temptation.

Hua Lu was chattering and chewing all kinds of snacks on the side, his little head shook his head and looked around, and he didn't know how much of this thing he had put in the Qiankun Ring, anyway, Lin Fan hadn't seen his mouth stop all the way, and his foodie attributes were bursting!

"I didn't expect that we would be the first to land on the island!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, and glanced back at the white mist surrounding Penglai Island, and a row of small black dots in the distance could be faintly seen moving towards this side.

Strange to say, the white fog that permeated the sea suddenly disappeared out of thin air when it reached the edge of the island, and it could no longer be stored for half a minute, and the dividing line was very obvious, as if there was a transparent cover that isolated Penglai from the outside world.

"Let's go, let's go to the island and have a look!" Lin Fan retracted his gaze and looked at Chen Mengqi beside him.

"Okay!" Chen Mengqi nodded.

The trio were new to the island, unfamiliar with the island's surroundings, and plunged headlong into the boundless greenery, using only the tallest mountain in sight as a signpost.

The sound of insects in the ears is murmuring, the roars of various beasts in the mountains and forests come and go, the old trees are like dragons, more than ten meters high, covering the sky and the sun, the sun in the sky is blocked, only the light spots of the stars are projected down.

The dampness in the forest was very heavy, and not long after walking, a very thin layer of mist appeared on the clothes of the three people, and their hair became damp, Lin Fan had no choice but to take out the fire spirit bead, and under the urging of spiritual power, the crimson bead suddenly exuded a burst of warmth, enveloping the space within a radius of several meters, and the damp and dull feeling disappeared completely.

And when the three of them came to a tree with a crooked neck that looked like a golden rooster again, Lin Fan scratched his head helplessly, although he was very reluctant, but he had to admit that he was lost!