There is a paradise in the depths of the East China Sea, in the past, there were Zhongzhou Daozun to come to preach, Juxian Mountain set the name of Penglai, Penglai Xianshan is located in the East China Sea for hundreds of millions of miles, pay attention to the hidden world to cultivate immortals.

Someone once said: Penglai, its mountain height is 30,000 li, and its top is 9,000 li. Seventy thousand miles away from each other in the mountains, I thought I was a neighbor. Its appearance on the stage is all gold and jade, and the birds and beasts on it are pure. The trees of the pearls are all clustered, the flowers are all tasteful, and the food is immortal. The people who live there are all the seeds of the immortal saints, and those who fly to and fro day and night are innumerable, and they are the holy places for immortal cultivation.

Boom!

A bell rang, breaking through countless sea areas, alarming the Penglai fairy, there are nine days of female cultivators from the depths of the clouds and mist barefoot out, white skirts rippling, countless spirit beasts spread their wings, followed by male monks dressed in white shirts, driving fairy swords, all handsome postures, deep cultivation, and a fairy family beyond the world.

They gathered here, listening to the sound of the bell and drum, and their hearts were peaceful.

The East China Sea Xiaoyao Sect rang the bell and drum of the East China Sea Festival, implying the opening of the 60-year Jiazi Festival.

The sky is full of colorful auspicious clouds, and an old man on it, a crane-haired fairy, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

When a group of young male and female monks saw the old man coming, they all bowed their heads and said, "Welcome to the Elder Guixu!"

"No courtesy. The Guixu real person raised his hand, and the group of monks felt an invisible force lift them up.

This group of monks are all the core disciples of Penglai Immortal Sect, and they are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and they have been carefully trained by Penglai Daoist for decades, and they are the mainstay of the next generation of Daoism.

The real person of Guixu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at this group of monks one by one, and his heart was very happy.

When looking at the end of the crowd, the real person of Guixu frowned, as if he remembered something, and looked up at the ancient Taoist Palace on the top of Penglai Immortal Peak.

The clouds and mist of the fairy mountain rolled, and a phoenix groan came from the nine heavens, and a colorful fairy phoenix fell from the top of the nine heavens, and there was a red and yellow snake at the corner of the mouth, which fell on the side of the ancient Taoist palace.

This is the real fairy phoenix, dressed in colorful divine glow, bathed in the holy light of the Great Dao, inheriting the bloodline of the four ancient divine beasts, and the bloodline of these divine beasts can still be preserved after endless years.

"Feng'er, you stole it again. There is a clear sound from the top of Penglai Mountain, the corner of the fairy phoenix's mouth sucked, swallowed the yellow snake, made a phoenix chirping and jumping sound, flapped its wings, and led Penglai to move in the clouds.

There is a woman standing on the top of Penglai, fluttering like a frightening Hong, she stretched out her green jade fingers, counted the morning glow between the clouds, and extradited the nine days of the glow to fall, wearing white yarn into the clouds, emitting bright starlight, such as stars dotted. Her hair was untied, like three thousand waterfalls, falling into endless sorrow, and the morning glow emitted a five-colored divine light, leaving no trace of divine light on her face, as if she was afraid of blasphemy.

Her face was hazy, like a smile that was frozen in that place, one point was too long, one point was too short, one point was too white, Shi Zhu was too red, her eyebrows were like green feathers, her muscles were like snow, and everyone seemed to see a hazy face, indescribable, as if she was born to look like this, only ethereal.

The fairy phoenix quietly guarded her side, and the bells and drums from the extreme east continued to ripple throughout Penglai, and the woman slowly stepped to the fairy phoenix.

"It's Lord Fengwu. ”

There is a man who stagnates, not blasphemy, but an unconcealable love.

Guixu Zhenren looked at the woman above the fairy phoenix from afar, showed a respectful face, and said, "Welcome to the phoenix dance fairy." ”

"Let's go!" The woman on the fairy phoenix said indifferently, she had cultivated to the peak of Ning Dan, but when the Returning Soul Sect Master Guixu Zhenren heard the woman's lazy words, she also felt that there was nothing wrong.

More than ten years ago, Penglai Palm Sect got the heavenly metaphor, the sky descended to the immortal town, on the same day, the Nine Heavens Divine Light broke through the human world, Penglai Immortal Sect descended a baby girl, the avenue is clustered, the holy light does not disperse for three days, there are also divine beasts and fairy phoenixes accompanied by birth, since then Penglai Immortal Sect closed the mountain gate, Penglai Palm Sect appointed the baby girl as the Penglai Holy Daughter, personally accepted as a disciple, except for Penglai Palm, no one does not respect her, Guixu Zhenren also called her a fairy, but also feel honored.

The immortal phoenix cleared its voice, swayed and went straight to the nine heavens, and the real person of Guixu transferred hundreds of its disciples to the immortal boat with supreme mana, followed behind the fairy phoenix woman, and flew towards the East China Sea Xiaoyao Sect.

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Qingliang Sect, sitting and lying in the sea of 100,000 for respect, countless disciples under the door, hearing the sound of the bell and drum above the nine clouds, a burst of holy sound came from the Qingliang Sect, the young generation of Tianzi Academy pushed the door out, and the Qunying Pavilion swept out several divine lights, for the ten heroes of the group, and walked into the main hall of the Qingliang Sect in the envy of everyone.

Located in an illusory world, the man in the green shirt opened his eyes, and two divine lights seemed to be able to see through the long river of the world, like a true immortal, tearing this illusory world with one hand, and crossing the space with one foot, there is a chaotic breath behind him to evolve into a fairyland, which is a vision, this is the realm of the immortal scriptures, which can ignore the void and repeat the fairyland.

He opened his eyes, the chaotic aura was extinguished, and a pair of black eyes were indifferent, and he instantly appeared above the main hall. As soon as he appeared, countless young disciples retreated, because his surname was Ye and his name covered the sky, and even the ancestors of the sect praised him as an ancient genius who could cover the sky with a leaf, and a descendant of the Qingliang Sect's immortal scriptures.

The leaders of the younger generation, Jun Yue and Xu Zimo, who participated in the Xiaoyao Sect's questioning, silently bowed their heads and showed respect to him; ”

Ye Shatian snorted and came to the first place in the young generation.

"Brother Shatian!" A crisp voice came from behind, and the girl in the green dress walked over, with bright eyes and zirconium teeth, snow-white skin, and a bumpy body under the pothos skirt.

Ye Sha was slightly moved, and his originally stiff and jerky lips showed the most warm and harmonious smile when the woman came.

Seeing the girl coming, he habitually reached out and wanted to rub the girl's head, but found that the girl had already grown into a slim and earthly beauty, and she was no longer the little girl who held her hand and walked through the endless peach blossom forest of the Qingliang Sect.

"Yun Yao, this time you are also going to the Xiaoyao Sect?" Ye Shatian withdrew his hand and stood quietly beside Ye Yunyao, reining in all his edges, and smiling as doting as the brother next door.

"Yes, I have been practicing hard for a year, especially to go to Xiaoyao Sect to participate in this grand event in the East China Sea. ”

Ye Yunyao raised her eyebrows slightly, suddenly clenched her teeth, and snorted, "If I meet Chen Yu in the Dao Huiwu this time, I will definitely take revenge for the year and beat him openly." ”

There is a young monk of Tianzi Academy behind him who gritted his teeth, Chen Yu made a fuss in Qingliang Sect back then, which made many people lose face, and if he encounters it this time, he will definitely not be spared.

Looking at the girl reading the name of the young man Chen Yu, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a narrow arc, Ye Shatian's expression darkened, Ye Yunyao is no longer the ignorant little girl she was back then, but now she has grown up and has her own thoughts.

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The East China Sea Burial Dragon Dao System, the former place of the East China Sea Dragon Cave, the outer port of the Burial Dragon Road, staying in the huge fairy boat, countless scattered cultivators have long been dispersed, and the mermaids of the Burial Dragon Gate wearing golden robes rushed in, neatly entering the golden fairy boat.

At the bow of the fairy boat, there is a woman in a palace dress in red, standing with her hands in her hands, and the red lotus fairy sword exudes warmth, wanting to warm her hands that are cooled by the sea breeze, but she can't warm the woman's deep sorrow.

Her eyes looked into the distance, it was the place where the holy sound flowed, but she didn't care about the boundless fairy clouds, nor did she care about the advice of the elders of the sect, only the sparkling waves rippled in the morning glow, three years ago, there was a young man who was as reckless as the morning glow, broke into her heart, stirred up waves, and there was no peace again.

It is also that young man, cute and hateful, who wants to forget him, and the heart that is difficult to calm down will always reflect the young man's face.

Dongluo Ruri wasn't sure if the young man was still alive, but she preferred to believe that he was still alive.

She asked softly, "A year has passed, I don't know if he has returned to Xiaoyao Sect?"

The red lotus swept out of her hand, and the faint red lotus fire conjured up a lotus fairy curtain, covering the sea breeze.

"I know, it's still you who are the best for me. ”

The Red Lotus Sword Spirit let out a bird's cry, like a cute little girl, flying into the sky, giving birth to an infinite red cloud to set off the woman.

Dongluo Liuli smiled, a pair of golden divine pupils, emitting scorching Dao fire, there is a gluttonous phantom in the underworld, which does not need to be summoned, and gradually merges with the bloodline, reproducing the power of Dongluo's bloodline.