Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers rushed down, and bursts of water vapor rushed to the face. It was not a rainy season, but the rumbling sound of water could be heard everywhere, and the roar resounded like a thunderbolt. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast white river.

A jade belt-like river winds between the mountains and mountains, like a wild horse that has taken off the reins, rushing down, pouring thousands of miles, the huge waves are surging and roaring, stirring and churning, and the water and air are cloudy, forming a barrier of pearls splashing everywhere.

Mo Xie was greatly surprised, this is the Green Rui Pass, how is it a wide and boundless river.

Tens of thousands of saints stopped by the big river with the sound of the waves, looking at the rolling white waves, splashing like jade and silver. Mo Xie retreated and fell to the river with huge waves. The Draped Saint Priest looked back and stared at Mo Ye in surprise. "Jing patrol law, storage patrol law".

Mo Ye gasped heavily, and his voice changed tone with the whirring panting. "Young master, that demon can do illusions, the two of us chased separately, and I didn't find the Chu Xun Method, I thought he was back."

The middle-aged saint glared at Mo Ye fiercely. "What are you doing with the realm so low"?

Mo Xie smiled helplessly. "Just now in order to deceive the demons, the demons were not fooled."

A torrent rushed straight down, and under the reflection of the daylight, it looked like a suspended color practice, shimmering with colorful glow. There was a continuous sound of spring thunder. Beads splashed, the dragon spitted, a majestic rainbow bridge, majestic, heroic, and open flew out of the misty river.

Hongqiao was instantly embedded in a huge crystal ball by the river, and a cold-faced gray-haired man, wearing a cloud suit, with long eyebrows like willows, was like a jade tree, and held a delicate jade fan. Step down the rainbow bridge and teleport through the crystal ball. Glancing at the tens of thousands of saints, he moved to the side of the Draped Saint and bowed deeply. "Shan Feng has seen the young master".

The Bearded Priest nodded. Divine Sense. "Is it coming"?

Shan Feng smiled. "Young master, Qin Shengyou is behind."

The Bearded Saint's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly cleaned up his appearance. The thick eyebrows also rippled softly, and even the nose was smiling. Smiling like a bright crescent moon in the night sky. Xiang Shan Feng made a look.

Shan Feng rose into the air, looked around at tens of thousands of saints, and shouted like a bell. "On-off-. The old rules, if you don't shout, you can't enter the customs for ten years".

Mo Xie almost didn't make a sound, poofed, and held back again. What kind of rule is this? What are you shouting? Mo Xie looked at Shan Feng suspiciously.

Four rays of light suddenly appeared on the rainbow bridge. A string sound rises into the air, erratic, and lingering. Suddenly, it is high-pitched and rapid, and the aftersound lingers, and sometimes it is low and sad, soft and ethereal. Like the sound of a drunken piano, the tide rushes in. The rotary tone becomes sonorous and powerful, and the tone is abrupt.

A mysterious melody echoes in the blue sky. Breaking the silence of the sky, it was like a drizzle in the air, and silver beads were touching. It is like a river with waves. The melody goes high, echoing in the crystal sky.

Mo Xie was stunned, so familiar with the sound of the guqin, how could she be here. Four rays of light condensed at the end of the Hongqiao. Flowers sprinkle down from the misty walls of the rainbow bridge. A reindeer nibbles grass in its mouth, skimming across the rainbow bridge, which is deeply transparent by the clear water. After a pause, the purple and red flowers behind the reindeer slowly bloomed. A burst of fresh fragrance passed through the crystal ball wall, condensing in the airspace by the river.

A Hundred Flowers Soaring Cloud Chariot was surrounded by four cultivators. Slowly flew out of the crystal ball. The sound of the piano does not stop. Tens of thousands of saints by the river, the sound was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth. "Welcome to the special envoy of Shengyun City, Chazi and look at it".

Mo Ye was shocked like five thunderbolts. Stretching his long neck, he mouthed twice, but didn't shout. Hmph, the disgusted eyes of the middle-aged saint stared at Mo Ye's mouth. stabbed Mo Xie hard. "Jing Lou, you want to die, what are you shouting"?

Mo Xie pointed to his throat and said with a bitter face. "I was chasing demons just now, and my voice was a little hoarse."

The strings in the Baihua Tengyun car hurriedly left, and the strings ran away as if the strings were broken, and stopped in astonishment. A wisp of incense blew the floating curtain in front of the car, and a soft look condensed through the curtain on Mo Ye's casual face.

"Young Master Zong, every time your subordinates are well-trained, this time I didn't know how to patrol the law, and the voice was like a cat. Someone who comes, bring it back to the house and impose a heavy penalty of 500 'fire spirit whips'."

The bearded priest's face was flushed and white. He turned his head and looked at Mo Ye fiercely. "Don't make amends to the envoy yet."

Mo Xie stared at his big round eyes, ahhhh Hmph, the two cultivators on the side of the Hundred Flowers Tengyun car, with a little Mo Ye at their fingertips, a crystal rope flew in, and it was tense in an instant, and Mo Ye was tied up strongly.

"Young Master Zong, you don't need to shout today, this saint, I will take it back to the mansion to ask for the guilt." A slender and delicate jade hand stretched out a hundred flowers and clouds. Holding the crystal rope and pulling it gently, Mo Xie flew behind the Hundred Flowers Tengyun Car with a bitter face, lowered his head and was pulled by the Hundred Flowers Tengyun Car, and entered the crystal ball like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the mist on the Hongqiao in an instant.

The young master of Sect Lian looked at the mist in a daze, and obsessively recalled the last curling piano sound. sighed and scolded Jing Lou fiercely. "Jing Lou, you pretended to be crazy and stupid, ruined the good things of this young master, and when you come back, Lao Tzu will send you to Hanshuitan to be a coolie."

The Hundred Flowers Tengyun Car sucks thousands of feet on the Hongqiao, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Mo Xie was like a pinball, and he was pulled and stumbled. From time to time, it hit the Baihua Tengyun car, and the old face hit the stamen, printing yellow, yellow, white and white anthers. From time to time, he flew to the back of the car, and the Holy Sacrament was vacated.

Mo Xie stared in astonishment, what kind of river is this, it is too wide, loose and tight, and it has been flying for so long, and he has not seen the shore.

The car slowed down sharply. Mo Ye slammed into the flowers like a cake, his eyes half-open and half-closed. His face was deformed. On the side of the Hundred Flowers Soaring Cloud car, the four cultivators covered their mouths and chuckled. For the first time in so many years, I have seen an envoy ponder the saints in this way.

The clouds on the rainbow bridge are changing rapidly. The sky is full of colorful clouds and a line of black shadows merge into one. Mo Xie was stunned, and there was a huge island in the midst of the clouds and mist. Languang's treasure flickered, and the floating light was dazzling. "Obediently, isn't this a river, it's a holy sea"?

Mo Xie had never seen the Holy Sea, nor had he seen such a wide river, staring stupidly at the giant island in the fog barrier. I forgot all the pain of the crash, and when I looked around, I was all in sight. The water is like a mirror, and the island is like a rock. Fly over the Hongqiao.

In the blink of an eye, a courtyard with a simple and elegant atmosphere came into view. Roses of all colors are in full bloom. The flowers are clustered, and the green grass grows several towering giant trees, with sparse branches, round green leaves, and each petal of the flowers between the trees is delicate and beautiful.

The giant trees are surrounded by small and exquisite pavilions like temples, with eaves and corners, and openwork window roots, which are unique. The half-open small window is full of round, square, rhombic and fan-shaped patterns, and the antique and delicate atmosphere seems to be in a hurry to go out and forget to close.

The hundred flowers in front of Mo Xie disappeared in an instant, leaving the leisurely reindeer eating grass among the flowers and meadows.

A beautiful saintess, the hair of the black waterfall is like flowing down, the slender posture, the soft twisting of the thin waist, and the stone long piano in her arms. With one hand, the green onion and white jade hand gently pulled the crystal rope.

Mo Ye's body tightened, and he stumbled and followed the saint into the carved pavilion. "Dharma protectors, go on meditation, and I will personally punish this holy priest."

The four cultivators looked chaotic in their eyes, staring at the figure of the Liyan Saintess, and stopped talking. The four sages glanced at each other, not running away, sitting on the four sides of the pavilion in four corners, staring intently at the carved small building.

Mo Ye's eyes lit up, and a faint body fragrance crashed into his arms. The soft, thin mouth bit Mo Ye's earlobe. The wave of divine consciousness swept into the sea of Mo evil consciousness. "Little enemy, change your face and pretend to be dumb, I won't be able to find you."

Mo Evil Divine Sense smiled. "Ji'er, am I not running for my life, let me go."

Qin Ji raised her willow eyebrows, and the charm disappeared from her face. The white teeth bit the thin lip fiercely. "As a legal envoy of the Green Rui Pass, if you do not abide by the customs rules, you should be held responsible."

Qin Ji condensed a blood-colored crystal whip in his hand, and with a slight wave, a fiery red dragon-shaped movie flew out of the whip, snapping into the airspace with a dragon sound, flying out of ten thousand points of white light.

Mo Xie smiled indifferently, and a phantom faded out of his body, instantly becoming solid, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the shadow of the fire dragon whip. There was a small sound of ragged clothes, and an inhuman wail came out of Phantom Mo Ye's mouth. The sound has always been tens of miles.

The four cultivators sitting in the air outside the building were so shocked that they only stuck out their tongues. The first time I saw Qin Ji angry. This "Fire Spirit Whip" is a special torture weapon for the Holy Soul City to punish disciples. With a whip, not to mention the skin and flesh, the soul can be pulled out of the Holy Body. Talking about whip color change in the Holy Soul City.

The four cultivators were mixed with chicken feather bumps, and their faces changed with the sound of thin whips. I was secretly shocked in my heart, after this whip, that Jing Xun method must be more alive and less breathing.

From the Holy Soul City to the Ethereal Peak, and then to the border Baiguan. Qin Ji's envoy pursued all the way, but failed to find the saint priest of the city's lord, and now twenty years have passed, and the mysterious saint has sunk into the sea without a trace. Not long ago, the Holy Realm Great Sage Yao Saint Son chased after the Green Rui Pass, and he also chased and killed the Holy Priest Mo Ye. Hey, it's no wonder that Qin Ji's meek and feminine temperament has also become dry.

Crack, there was another whip sound, and the red light in the pavilion was shining, reflecting the stone building brightly, followed by a howl like killing a pig. The four cultivators didn't need to go into the building to look, just by listening to the sound of the whip, they knew that it was the "Fire Spirit Whip". The "Fire Spirit Whip" is so famous that the sages who don't know the "Fire Spirit Whip" in the Holy Soul City are not far from death.

For millions of years, after the "Fire Spirit Whip" was passed down, there were very few Holy Envoys in Holy Soul City who did not do well. Everyone understands that if the errand is not done well, the taste of the "fire spirit whip" is that you can't survive and die. After the first whip, the seven orifice smoke; after the second whip, the flesh and bone are separated; after the third whip, the soul is out of the body; after the fourth whip, the soul is scattered, and a wisp of smoke is clear.

There was no need to look at it, the eyes of the four cultivators were red as if they were on fire, and their teeth shivered with the third whip whistle of the wind. "End, this Jing patrol method is hopeless."

There were two subtle pops in the attic, and the eyes of the four cultivators were condensed, needless to say, the divine consciousness and the five elements spiritual root of this Jing Xun Law were shattered with one blow. Hey, four sighs of soft regret. "This Jing patrol method is really unlucky, when it encounters this bone eye trouble, the four whips have not arrived, and the soul of the beating is scattered." (To be continued......)