As he was flying away, Li Hong suddenly heard the sound of someone driving the cloud in the distance, and it seemed that he was driving towards his cloud. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Duanmu, borrow your god eyes!"

Duanmu Youlan smiled lightly, understood what Li Hong meant, and then swept his eyes, and he had already seen that there were three rays of light that were surrounded from three directions, and the speed was not slow, but it didn't look like it was hostile.

Li Hong rarely walked overseas, but he also knew that except for Wind Demon Island, the cultivation level of the rest of the overseas sects was not good, and the customs and culture were very different from those of the Central Plains, so he didn't want to cause trouble, so he sped up his speed and surpassed the three in an instant.

Moments later, the three met at sea. One of them was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, with a long body and tight skin, holding a bamboo basket in his hand. The other two were a man and a woman. The man looks mighty, dressed as a middle-aged scholar, carrying a bundle of willow branches behind his back and holding a book in his hand. The woman was dressed like a village girl, wearing a pair of pink straw sandals on her feet, and holding an enamel bowl with half a bowl of water in the bowl.

The three of them seemed to be old acquaintances, and after meeting, they greeted each other and greeted each other.

The old man smiled heartily: "It turns out that you don't read and half a bowl of water friends, don't come to harm!"

The scholar also laughed, shaking the book in his hand, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his nickname. Obviously, I am reading this book every day, but the road number is called 'not reading', which is really too witty, even ironic.

"Old Zhu Weng, are you also chasing after the cloud driver in front?"

The old man nodded: "That fellow Daoist suddenly sped up, it seems that he doesn't want to meet with us!"

"It's flying fast enough, I almost want to use the teleportation technique, but I'm afraid I'll miss it, so I forcibly hold back. I didn't expect the result to be missed!"

"There seems to be more than one person in that cloud, coming from the Shenzhou Continent in the west, I don't know if it's a Daomen monk?"

The scholar closed the book: "This place is tens of thousands of miles away from Shenzhou, and it is not necessarily a Taoist monk, but the cultivation is indeed not low, I am afraid that it is not under the old man!"

The old man held up the bamboo basket and blinked, as if he didn't think so. "It's hard to describe the things of cultivation, I haven't seen them, I don't know the details of each other, and I always can't say it well!"

The scholar knew the old man's temper and did not distinguish it.

The old man said again: "Poor Dao sensed this retreat and was fast, and wanted to come up and make friends, but unfortunately Luohua was ruthless and ruthless, and people didn't want to see each other!

The scholar waved his hand, opened the book again, pointed to a page of the book, and said, "The book says that the heart of guarding against others is indispensable. That cloud driver flew by not far above my cave, I have to come out to find out the news, and see if there are any bad intentions of others, right?"

"You, you are a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

......

The friars, dressed as a village girl, saw the old man and the scholar chattering endlessly, and refused to pay any attention to herself, so she shouted coquettishly: "Hey, you two! I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, how can I see me as if I don't exist?"

The scholar's face flushed, and he bowed and saluted: "The half-fairy atoned for his sins, but he only cared about talking to Lao Zhuweng to talk about the past, but it was rude!"

The old man also said: "Although the poor Dao said hello, he also snubbed the fairy, forgive the sins!"

The village girl smiled, then took a sip of water, and then said: "I'm different from you, I'm here to sharpen!"

"Sharp?" the old man and the scholar shouted almost in unison, "What good things are there in the cloud driving that are worth rushing to the fairy?"

In the overseas cultivation world, it is not uncommon for each other to grab treasures one after another. Even if you are a senior who has already achieved fame, sometimes you will have itchy hands and rob on the road or something. But the treasure is the treasure, but there are not many people who kill.

"I don't know if there are any good things, I'm just itching!" The village girl looked innocent: "It's a pity that they ran away, but the next time I encounter it, I must give them some color to see." ”

The scholar sneered: "Being targeted by the fairy, I think this group of people is difficult to fly even if they have wings!"

The village girl took another sip of water: "The people from outside, who knows what they are thinking? Grab it, and feel the bottom casually, so as to save them from ruining our overseas atmosphere!"

One sentence reminded the old bamboo man. The old man stroked his beard and said lightly: "The fairy reminded the old man. Although the old decay came to make friends on the surface, it was actually a precaution. Maybe the old man should learn from the fairy, and the soldiers come first, and then the salute?"

The village girl smiled: "I think it's indeed more reliable than saluting first and then soldiering!"

The scholar said: "If you say so, then you will also count on me! If there are some good things, I can't be left behind! The so-called seeers have a share!"

The old man quipped: "Just now you said that people's cultivation is higher than mine, in case you can't beat people, wouldn't it be bad?"

The scholar shook his head: "What I just said is that you may not be able to do it, but with me and the fairy, it is not foolproof?

The old man said with some uncertainty: "Shenzhou is a vast land, outstanding people, and there are endless cultivation masters, I'm afraid it's not easy, right?"

The village girl shook the water bowl in her hand: "Anyway, this time it should be okay! The people of Shenzhou didn't know about us before, so let them know about us! It's not easy, don't you know if you try?"

The scholar said flatteringly: "The fairy said yes, that is, yes!"

After the scholar finished speaking, the village girl giggled. Although she is dressed rusticly, she is actually a little coquettish, and now this smile has a bit of charm that turns all beings upside down.

The scholar couldn't help but look stupid, and the books in his hand were about to fall to the clouds.

The old man coughed lightly, knowing that the scholar had been forbearance and pretending to be forcible before. At first, he deliberately ignored the village aunt, but he was actually afraid that his old relationship would recur, and the old man would not be able to see it anywhere.

The scholar was awakened by the old man's cough, his face was slightly red, and he sneered: "Without further ado, let's chase it, right?"

The three of them looked at each other, and then said in unison, "Chase!"

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Li Hong urged the clouds to fly away, and eight or nine hundred miles had passed in the blink of an eye, and he didn't know what the three people were talking about, nor did he know that the three people were chasing and beating behind him.

The location of this treasure exploration is called [Poor Hair of the Spirit], which is a cave blessed land excavated by the predecessors of the masters hundreds of thousands of years ago with great mana at the bottom of the sea. The so-called ghost means that the cave is born in a desperate place deep under the sea. And poor hair means that there is no grass growing there. Because the aura in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land is extremely sufficient, and there are treasures hidden, ordinary mortal things are difficult to survive.

There are countless ancient prohibitions around the Wraith's poor hair, which are psychedelic and bizarre, and often change directions, so it is extremely difficult to find. Feng Fuqin held a delicate chart in his hand, and he could constantly point out the direction, so every time he flew, Li Hong had to change his direction.

A gust of sea breeze rolled up a thick fishy stench, and everyone on the clouds frowned.

Duanmu Youlan flicked his fingertips, and a ban isolated the smell, in fact, the place where everyone was was still very far away from the source of the smell, but everyone had a sense of smell that was too sensitive.

Feng Fuqin looked down at the Linglong chart, and pointed with his hand: "Fellow Daoist, we have to change our direction to the north!"

Li Hong nodded, Yun Jia was slightly on one side, and walked straight forward without making the slightest pause. (To be continued.) )