Li Peicheng changed his mind as soon as he thought about it. 【Full text reading】looked at Lingqiu Dao Chang with a smile, and said: "Cang Hao Zhenren didn't invite Poor Dao, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Poor Dao to go rashly." ”

Seeing that Li Peicheng intended to go, the Lingqiu Dao Elder was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately said, "We are going to explore the way of alchemy, not to seize other people's caves. If a person like Daoyou is a profound Taoist goes, it is too late for Cang Hao to welcome him, so there is no reason. Besides, although the poor road is not talented, it is also a bit thin on the sea. ”

Li Peicheng was about to go, but when he saw Daoist Lingqi say this, he immediately said, "So there is a Taoist friend who has introduced him." ”

The Spirit Dao Elder laughed and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

So one of the two rode the crane and the other rode the dragon. If it weren't for the fact that one person was wearing modern clothes and the other was full of beards, they would really be a pair of immortals who traveled in space, but now they look a little weird.

This strange scene also reminded Li Peicheng that now his activities in the cultivation realm are becoming more and more frequent, and he has to prepare a Dao robe next time, so that it looks more in line with his identity.

Lingqiu Daoist is a heroic and talkative person, and he has the heart to make friends with a master like Li Peicheng who can ride the dragon, and Li Peicheng, who has lived in the world for a long time, knows the principle of multiple friends and multiple paths, and also has the heart to have a good relationship with overseas monks. As for how much weight this brother has, it is estimated that the two of them have no bottom in their hearts. But as long as it is not something that endangers oneself, it is still possible to support the other party and support it.

Along the way, Li Peicheng also learned something about the overseas cultivation realm from the mouth of the Lingqiu Dao Master. Knowing that Cang Hao's real person Cang Cui Island is like the five major sects in the land of Shenzhou overseas, there are many people, the cave is huge, and the aura is full. As for his own Lingqiu Island, although the Lingqiu Daoist did not say it explicitly, Li Peicheng could also hear that there were some forces overseas.

I didn't expect that I would even have a Huashan faction in the land of Shenzhou to bite myself and bully, but when I got overseas, I immediately wanted to discuss the way of alchemy with the head of the "Gate Sect", this life experience is really unpredictable, full of drama surnames, Li Peicheng sighed with emotion, of course, Li Peicheng will not be narcissistic enough to think that he is very handsome, there will be such a big change, if there is no dragon under him, if his own strength does not climb up again, it is estimated that whether it is overseas or returnees, the treatment will still remain the same.

Feeling emotional, Li Peicheng is still very happy that he made a wise decision. In the future, he will be regarded as an overseas faction, and he is also an overseas faction that has some friendship with overseas giants, regardless of whether these friendships are deep or not, but they must have an influence.

The vast ocean, vast and boundless, sometimes calm, sunny, blue sea and blue sky, seagulls flying. Sometimes it is cloudy, thick fog, turbid waves empty, lightning and thunder.

Infinite changes play out on the sea, and infinite secrets are hidden deep in the bottomless sea.

Even when human science has advanced to the point where it is today, when the sea is angry, it still feels a deep fear and a sense of helplessness.

The sea is a mystery, a mystery that human beings have always wanted to unravel but have never been able to solve. A region that humans have always wanted to conquer, but have never been able to conquer.

This is a certain sea area in the East China Sea far from the Chinese mainland shelf, and there is not a single ship coming and going, only a whirlpool several meters in a square circle rotates according to a strange trajectory under the sunlight.

A whirlpool several meters in the ocean is as small as a molecule of water in a basin, no one will pay attention to it, and no one will be able to see it so coincidentally.

In the sunlight, a little blinding light fell on the surface of the sea where the whirlpool was located.

Suddenly, the whirlpool spread out like a wave of water, and gradually a colorful light shot out of the whirlpool.

Looking down at the brilliance, what you see is no longer a dazzling whirlpool black hole, but a vibrant scene. Green mountains and green waters, flowers and weeds, white cranes flying, jade rabbits flying, but it is a beautiful fairyland.

The light was unmistakably drawn where it had emanated, and then the sea returned to its original form, the whirlpool still the same whirlpool, swirling silently in the sunlight.

After that bit of light fell into the whirlpool, after a burst of light distorted, the true face of Lushan appeared, which was a man and a sword.

The sword is a good sword, but the man is a strange man. Rickety, with four long silver whiskers on his lips, two on each side, no more, no less, a pair of eyes as small as mung beans, but very divine, and a little scaly armor on his forehead, shiny.

A long cyan stone staircase led down from top to bottom like a ladder to the view below the light just now, which was an island several miles in circumference. The island was like a huge pumice stone suspended silently in the vast and deep sea, and the sea water within 100 meters around it seemed to be blocked by great resistance and was excluded from the island. There are mountains and rivers on the island, pavilions and buildings, and Taoist squares...... The rickety strange man had just put away his sword, and a man appeared under the stone stairs, but that person was also a strange face, with a large head and a small body, and his back arched, as if he had a large sarcoma. His face was even more flattering, his face was dark and yellow, his nose and nostrils were facing the sky, and his eyes were as small as those of a rickets. The mouth is surprisingly large, and the corners of the mouth are almost cracked to the base of the ear. The thick lips are turned out, and the sharp white teeth are exposed from time to time, which is very scary.

As soon as such an ugly person appeared, the rickety strange man's mung bean-like eyes immediately lit up, two sharp lights burst out, and the whole person seemed to stand up straighter.

"Haha, Long Xiang Zhenren came from afar, and the poor road is not welcome, sin, sin!" said the big-mouthed stranger. Although others are ugly, their voices are rich and vicissitudes, and they are quite flavorful.

The rickety strange man, who was also the Taoist known as Long Xiang Zhenren, hurriedly climbed the stairs and said, "How can I Lao Canghao Zhenren come to greet him in person, just send a disciple." ”

Although Long Xiang's real name sounds very majestic, his voice is the same as his human appearance, small and sharp.

Cang Hao Zhenren cordially walked hand in hand with Long Xiang Zhenren, and said with a smile: "Daoist friends come from afar to appreciate their faces, how dare you slack off in poor Dao." ”

Long Xiang Zhenren felt that his face was full of light when he heard this, and he thought that above the sea, there were probably few people who could make Cang Hao Zhenren say this.

"I wonder who has come to this conference?" asked Long Xiang Zhenren.

"There are already a lot of people here, but there are not many masters like you, you will know when you go. Cang Hao said in real words.

Long Xiang Zhenren's heart became more and more cheerful when he heard this, and he looked at how Cang Hao's ugly face was pleasing to the eye.

Sure enough, as Cang Hao Zhenren said, there were already a lot of people coming.

In a green land the size of a football field, there were already many monks, some of them were monks from the green island, some were foreigners, and their cultivation was high and low, but they were all below the primordial infancy.

Those monks have different forms, and there are not many who are as eccentric and ugly as Long Xiang Zhenren and Cang Hao Zhenren, but there are not many who are serious.

The monks looked up expectantly.

In front of the green field is a 100-meter-high mountain cliff, the cliff is about ten meters above the ground, and there is a huge cyan rock sticking out, like a natural point platform. On the cliff are cypresses, green pines, flowers and grasses. There was a murmur of clear water flowing down from top to bottom, forming a small pool of turquoise water on top of the huge cyan rock.

At this time, there were six white jade futons on the cyan rock, and there were already two cultivators sitting on the white jade futon, a man and a woman. These two people are quite normal, to be precise, the woman is quite good-looking, middle-aged, with hair in a bun like clouds, a white palace dress, a sharp nose and a wide forehead, bright eyes and bright teeth, dignified and noble, and extraordinary temperament. The man was slender, with a white face and no beard, and his appearance was ordinary, except for a little cold air, there was nothing special about it.

These two people can sit on the rostrum, it can be seen that their cultivation is not low, and they should be the masters that Cang Hao Zhenren said.

When the monks on the green ground saw Long Xiang Zhenren and Cang Hao Zhenren coming hand in hand, they all stood up and saluted, and the reverence in their eyes was revealed.

Obviously, the two people on the rostrum knew Long Xiang's real person, but their attitudes towards him were very different. The man ignored him, but the woman got up and smiled, and said, "Don't come to Longxiang Zhenren." ”

Long Xiang Zhenren also ignored the man, but also smiled and saluted the woman, and said, "I didn't expect Fairy Baiyun to come too." ”

It's just that Long Xiang's real person laughed more ugly than crying, and his voice was so small and sharp, but it was very strange to greet a beautiful woman like this.

Cang Hao Zhenren knew that Long Xiang Zhenren and the man, that is, Haitian Zhenren, had some festivals, so he didn't mix it up very wisely, but just smiled and said to Long Xiang Zhenren: "Fellow Daoists, please sit down." ”

Long Xiang Zhenren took a place across the sea and Tianzhen, and then sat down. Cang Hao Zhenren smiled, didn't say anything, and sat down cross-legged, chatting with the three people on the rostrum.

During this period, Cang Hao Zhenren got up once, and when he came back, he brought a thin and tall cultivator named Huan Yuan Zhenren.

"I don't know who else you invited?" Long Xiang's real surname was relatively anxious, and when he saw that there was still a vacant position, he asked.

(To be continued)