Nine Heavens, Taixiao Palace.

Such a fairyland holy place is a song every night, drunk and dreaming of death.

For the Divine Immortal Realm, this is probably unprecedented.

However, if today's Tao collapses, the fairy world changes hands, and the drunken Tao and void dust who are nostalgic for the mortal heart regard this fairy world as a happy and leisurely place, and the wine pond meat forest is alive and fragrant.

There is no fairy dust, no more immortals.

In the fairy world, it is the devil who is dormant, and the order is chaotic.

Drunken Dao opened his sleepy eyes, and he was holding a delicate fairy in his arms, who was graceful and graceful, compared to the rouge gouache in the mortal world, but a fairy who was alive and well. The crimson face, the pink haze piled up all over the cheeks, was really charming.

Such a pink fairy queen, even if she is a Buddha in the Tao, it is inevitable to move the mortal heart.

However, drunken Dao, Xuchen and other people who are dressed in Taoist robes and robes have no intention of enlightening and cultivating Buddha, and now they can sit in the fairy world, and naturally regard Taixiao Hall as a paradise.

Indulge in bliss and sensuality.

The fairy world, a sacred place that makes people fascinated, is immersed in the sound of beauty all day long.

From the Taixiao Palace, Zixiao Palace, Zhenxiao Palace, Yuxiao Palace, Jingxiao Palace, Danxiao Palace, Bixiao Palace, Qingxiao Palace, Shenxiao Palace, these Eight Xiao Palaces are naturally also singing and dancing.

The human world was slaughtered by 100,000 hungry ghosts, and the immortal world was so erosive.

It can be described as an underground purgatory, and there is a freedom in the sky.

Xuchen struggled and rolled up from under the shadow of a silky fairy girl, then sat upright and smiled at Zuidao.

Drunken Dao laughed loudly: "Master Xuchen, this fairy-like happy life is much more chic than your green light cold Buddha." ”

Xuchen clasped his hands together and smiled with relief: "Amitabha, Lao Gu is just a purifying being. This is also a practice. ”

Drunken Dao glanced at this old monk whose bone marrow was full of lewdness~, and his soul was full of lewdness~trivial, and there were still small mouthmarks of Xianji's red lips on his cheeks, and he also spoke out words again and again, which was also ridiculous.

He pushed away the fairy in his arms. He got up, walked to the Xuantian Mirror, glanced at the Xuantian Mirror, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect this young Tang Feng to really be buried in the sword mound, now it seems." This immortal realm is our Elysium. ”

Xuchen got up from the chair a little sluggishly, walked over lightly, and stroked his eyebrows slightly with his hand, "How can you see it?"

"Master Xuchen, look, these two Yi Sect disciples in the back mountain of Qianyuan Peak. has been waiting for more than five days, and there is still no trace of Tang Feng, this sword mound collapsed, can there be a place for him to survive. I think it's all out of the picture. Drunken Dao couldn't help but feel a little sad, "It's a pity that we have been painstakingly designing for so many years, and he is suddenly gone." Alas, hard work!"

Xuchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Brother Drunken Dao, don't forget, the Void Space is a place where the Xuantian Mirror can't enter, and the poor monk is deeply worried, worried that this young man will cultivate an immortal body in the Void Space, so we ......"

"Haha...... Master of Void Dust, after all. I would like to see and see this young man, although he is born with a strange nature, has a great ability to cultivate immortals, and can control the demonic mind illusion with his mind. I'm really impressed. Drunken Dao's eyebrows were low, his eyes stared at the Xuantian Mirror, the ethereal and floating space, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

I could only see Desolate and Moon Hanxu standing on the edge of the cliff in the floating space, sometimes sitting, sometimes pacing, sometimes looking into the distance.

With a flick of his sleeves, Xuchen closed the Xuantian Mirror, strolled through the Taixiao Palace, and thought, "Yes, if the righteous path forces are wiped out like this, it will not be a little happy." You and I are with these beautiful immortals every day, drunk and dreaming of death, practicing the art of merging, but it is extremely boring. ”

Drunken Dao nodded, "By the way, 100,000 hungry ghosts marched to Qingqiu Mountain, is there any news?"

"100,000 hungry ghosts ransacked all the way, and everywhere they went, there was no grass and rivers of blood. It was already getting closer to Qingqiu Mountain, but ......" Xuchen was paying close attention to the movements of the 100,000 hungry ghosts, and he knew everything about it.

Drunken Dao frowned, "But what?"

However, Yi Zong, who didn't know the so-called monks, actually strengthened their defenses and resisted stubbornly. A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xuchen's eyes.

Drunken Dao raised his hand and dissuaded: "These Xiao Qiang who can't be killed, don't pay attention to it, as long as you are sure that the young Tang Feng has been buried in the sword mound, these people have nothing to fear, and as soon as the 100,000 hungry ghosts arrive, all obstacles will be swept away." ”

............

Qingqiu Mountain, Yi Zong's martial arts field.

Gu Jianhan stood with his hands in his hands, closing his eyes and concentrating, on the martial arts field, all the disciples of the Yi Sect sat cross-legged on the ground, all of them closed their eyes and concentrated, absorbing the essence of the qi between heaven and earth.

Qingqiu Mountain, a mountain of spiritual energy, can be described as a holy place for those who cultivate immortals and enlighten the Tao. Not only is the air pure, but the environment is quiet, so you can stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and you can concentrate on your practice.

He had already given the "Qi Condensing Pill" to these cultivators, and although they still had no whereabouts of the sect leader Tang Feng, they still firmly believed that Tang Feng was still alive. Naturally, they can't waste their cultivation, and those who cultivate immortals, the cultivation that accumulates over time is the first step in the pursuit of the immortal body.

Therefore, even though there is no news of Tang Feng, Gu Jianhan, as the third disciple of the Yuan Department, except for the "Wutan Sword" after slaying the dragon son and the "Kunwu Sword" Master Ziting, he is the "eldest disciple" among these disciples, and he is also Gu Tian's only son.

In any case, he should shoulder the heavy responsibility of training the disciples of Yi Zong, and through this period of training, his own martial arts cultivation has also improved a lot, and he has broken through the cultivation of the ritual exercises-Liangyi Fu.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, he can also be regarded as the leader among these disciples, originally he had an indifferent and cold expression, but after the death of Gu Tianxian, he has become the mainstay of Yi Zong, with more responsibility, and gradually more vicissitudes.

"Third Senior Brother, haven't you heard any news from the Ninth Senior Brother?" Mu Furong's figure appeared in the martial arts arena, standing beside Gu Jianhan, frowning, and asked in a low voice.

Gu Jianhan still closed his eyes, shook his head, and said heavily: "It's already the fifth day, and there is still no news of him, it's really worrying." ”

Mu Furong gathered her face, sighed slightly, and was silent.

Gu Jianhan slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Mu Furong, "Is the little junior sister still unconscious?"

Mu Furong nodded, "Yes, she knows that there is still no news from the ninth junior brother, and she still doesn't want to wake up." I'm afraid that if it drags on for one more day, the little junior sister will be even more in danger!"

"The little junior sister has a deep affection for the ninth junior brother, and for the sake of the ninth junior brother, she is willing to defect to the devil's path, change her mind, and rejoin the righteous path. These are obvious to all, if the ninth junior brother really has three longs and two shorts, I am afraid that she will ......" Gu Jianhan couldn't help but worry again. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.qidian to read. )9