Little free heaven.
The white clouds are winding, like thousands of mountains and seas, stained with golden light, and are magnificent.
Pei Ling's figure appeared instantly.
He covered his left eye, and blood dripped down his palms and cheeks, which were covering his eyes.
Pei Ling's face turned pale. The terrifying aura just now, as expected, was probably a certain ancestor of Jiuyi Mountain!
Fortunately, I ran away quickly just now!
Fuck the mentally retarded system!
He vomited turbid breath with lingering fear. Pei Ling took away the palm covering his left eye and began to check his injuries.
At this time, there were still bursts of severe pain coming from his left eye, blood continued to gush out, and his vision decreased significantly. Looking at the scene in front of him, he could see a vast blood color, blurry and hazy, and he could not see anything clearly.
Pei Ling quickly confirmed that except for the impact of his vision, his left eye was not seriously injured.
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. With his current cultivation level of the Hedao Stage, his injury was not serious at all!
If it weren't for a certain ancestor from Jiuyi Mountain that took action this time, he might not even be injured...
This is the power of immortal arts!
The Great Dream of the Underworld, the world is full of fear of me as much as the sky, and they can only use it against nearby opponents...
But all living beings, crossing the boat in the sea of suffering, this immortal art has no distance limit at all, and can attack enemies tens of thousands of miles away or even farther away!
I still have learned too few immortal techniques and have no precautions at all.
Any immortal arts you practice in the future must go to the Eternal Night Desert...
Just as he was thinking, a slender, white and tender horn suddenly pressed down his injured left eye.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. His right eye, which had not been blocked, immediately saw a graceful figure in green clothes and silver hair, which had appeared beside him at some point.
It’s Master Yao Qingpong!
Pei Ling immediately said respectfully: Master...
Yao Qingying nodded slightly, but did not speak. A pure, lively and lively inspiration poured into Pei Ling's left eye along her tender palm.
The next moment, Pei Ling suddenly felt that his left eye began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The severe pain dissipated like a tide, the blood stopped, and gradually, a cool and comfortable feeling came out.
After a moment, Yao Qingying let go of her hand and said to Pei Ling: OK, who hurts you?
Pei Ling opened his left eye again, looking at things as usual, and all injuries had completely recovered.
He said respectfully: Thank you Master!
Immediately explained that this is caused by a distraction and backlash when my disciple was practicing a magic technique, and it was not a big deal.
Please don't worry, Master.
The backlash of practice magic?
Yao Qingying frowned slightly and then said: If you practice any unsure magic in the future, you can come to "Little Zizai Tian".
If you have a proficient teacher who protects the Dharma, you will be much safer.
Pei Ling's expression froze slightly when he heard this. If he had just practiced in Xiao Zizai Heaven, all living beings crossing the boat in the sea of suffering, now in this Xiao Zizai Heaven, I am afraid that only Master will be left!
Of course, it is certainly impossible to say that he attacked Jiuyi Mountain with fairy art...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: Thank you Master.
It is not convenient for the disciple to return to his original place now. Can the master change the position where the disciple returns to Panya Realm again?
Yao Qingying nodded, without doubting anything, and said: Yes.But you are now in Jiuyi Mountain. The location you can change as a teacher can only be within the territory of Jiuyi Mountain and the Ryukeng Dynasty.
Pei Ling said: Then the Ryukeng Dynasty.
Yao Qingying nodded and said: OK.But there are other things?
Pei Ling shook his head and said: No more.
Yao Qingying nodded slightly and waved her hand. Pei Ling felt that the scenery around her was changing rapidly, and in a bizarre way, it had been pushed out of Xiao Zizai Tian.
********************
Liuliu Dynasty, Jishan County.
In a valley outside the county town, there was no one in secluded and no one was present, and a crack suddenly opened in the space.
Pei Ling stepped out in one step, and the crack quickly closed behind him and disappeared.
He looked around and quickly spread his spiritual thoughts. After roughly confirming his position, his face and costume changed immediately. Soon, he turned into an official of the Ryukeng Dynasty and immediately fled towards the nearest teleportation array.
The valley is quiet, the flowers bloom and fall, the ground is full of colorful things, and there is no trace of people.
********************
Half a day later, the junction between Su Zhentian and Han An Sword Sect.
The vast Gobi Desert is still deserted, and the sound of snakes and insects crawling in the dark is endless.
Above the sky, the boat is hanging high.
A distance from a height, an embroidery building is quietly suspended, with the pearl curtain half rolled, the jade hook is gently swaying, and the figures are everywhere.
On the top of the Dharma Boat, in the spacious cabin, the space suddenly ripples like water waves.
Immediately, a figure appeared from it and suddenly stepped into the room.
Pei Ling's divine thought instantly swept across the entire Dharma boat and the embroidery building behind him, and found no abnormalities. He then stepped out and sat down in the main seat with his robe. The plain voice immediately spread throughout the Dharma boat: Go to Hanan Sword Sect!
On the Dharma Boat, all the female cultivators immediately received the order: Yes!
Soon, Shi Nanzi and others controlled the boat to slowly drive and flew towards the Han An Sword Sect.
In the distance, the bead curtain on the embroidered building seemed to move slightly, and immediately followed closely.
********************
Han An Sword Sect.
The long sword is majestic and huge, like a land floating on the sky, carrying vast rivers and mountains above the sword body.
The mountains and rivers are majestic, and the stone paths are lush.
The green mountains are like tulle, winding and floating without a certainty.
The waterfalls and blue pools are decorated with dark and dark colors, and rare birds and animals live in the flying mountains and forests without being stained with the world.
Above a lonely peak, the top of the peak, dig a wall to form a hole, and cut jade into a platform. A big pearl hangs high on the top of the hole, emitting a soft pearl light, sprinkling between the clear light, and the refreshing coolness spreads throughout the room.
On the banks of the jade platform, the cold and cold line fragrance burned in the bronze Boshan stove, causing a layer of frosty and snow-like ice flowers to condense on the entire ground.
A monk with a bamboo hairpin tied with hair and a crow-green robes sat cross-legged on the jade platform. Ice flowers slowly climbed like vines, and they had already spread all over his body, and layers of snow were condensed on his face.
The monk seems ignorant and unconscious, and is like a dead stone.
In the air in front of him, a long sword with faint purple light floated.
This sword looks simple and has a jade texture. It is still shining under the pearl light, emitting a majestic sword intent, like a whale wave, vast and endless, giving people a sense of surging mountains.
The qi between the long sword and the monk is integrated, without distinction between them, and all the auras are in the middle stage of the Tao.
At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded outside the cave: Senior brother, can you speak now?
Hearing this, the monk slowly opened his eyes, and a sword light in his eyes was like thunder illuminating the world, instantly suppressing the pearl light in the room and illuminating the entire space.
The aura around him quickly converged, and the frost and snow that had originally covered him disappeared. The suspended sword moved slightly and turned into a purple light and fled into the middle of his eyebrows.
The monk spoke lightly: Come in.
The white clouds are winding, like thousands of mountains and seas, stained with golden light, and are magnificent.
Pei Ling's figure appeared instantly.
He covered his left eye, and blood dripped down his palms and cheeks, which were covering his eyes.
Pei Ling's face turned pale. The terrifying aura just now, as expected, was probably a certain ancestor of Jiuyi Mountain!
Fortunately, I ran away quickly just now!
Fuck the mentally retarded system!
He vomited turbid breath with lingering fear. Pei Ling took away the palm covering his left eye and began to check his injuries.
At this time, there were still bursts of severe pain coming from his left eye, blood continued to gush out, and his vision decreased significantly. Looking at the scene in front of him, he could see a vast blood color, blurry and hazy, and he could not see anything clearly.
Pei Ling quickly confirmed that except for the impact of his vision, his left eye was not seriously injured.
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. With his current cultivation level of the Hedao Stage, his injury was not serious at all!
If it weren't for a certain ancestor from Jiuyi Mountain that took action this time, he might not even be injured...
This is the power of immortal arts!
The Great Dream of the Underworld, the world is full of fear of me as much as the sky, and they can only use it against nearby opponents...
But all living beings, crossing the boat in the sea of suffering, this immortal art has no distance limit at all, and can attack enemies tens of thousands of miles away or even farther away!
I still have learned too few immortal techniques and have no precautions at all.
Any immortal arts you practice in the future must go to the Eternal Night Desert...
Just as he was thinking, a slender, white and tender horn suddenly pressed down his injured left eye.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned. His right eye, which had not been blocked, immediately saw a graceful figure in green clothes and silver hair, which had appeared beside him at some point.
It’s Master Yao Qingpong!
Pei Ling immediately said respectfully: Master...
Yao Qingying nodded slightly, but did not speak. A pure, lively and lively inspiration poured into Pei Ling's left eye along her tender palm.
The next moment, Pei Ling suddenly felt that his left eye began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The severe pain dissipated like a tide, the blood stopped, and gradually, a cool and comfortable feeling came out.
After a moment, Yao Qingying let go of her hand and said to Pei Ling: OK, who hurts you?
Pei Ling opened his left eye again, looking at things as usual, and all injuries had completely recovered.
He said respectfully: Thank you Master!
Immediately explained that this is caused by a distraction and backlash when my disciple was practicing a magic technique, and it was not a big deal.
Please don't worry, Master.
The backlash of practice magic?
Yao Qingying frowned slightly and then said: If you practice any unsure magic in the future, you can come to "Little Zizai Tian".
If you have a proficient teacher who protects the Dharma, you will be much safer.
Pei Ling's expression froze slightly when he heard this. If he had just practiced in Xiao Zizai Heaven, all living beings crossing the boat in the sea of suffering, now in this Xiao Zizai Heaven, I am afraid that only Master will be left!
Of course, it is certainly impossible to say that he attacked Jiuyi Mountain with fairy art...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: Thank you Master.
It is not convenient for the disciple to return to his original place now. Can the master change the position where the disciple returns to Panya Realm again?
Yao Qingying nodded, without doubting anything, and said: Yes.But you are now in Jiuyi Mountain. The location you can change as a teacher can only be within the territory of Jiuyi Mountain and the Ryukeng Dynasty.
Pei Ling said: Then the Ryukeng Dynasty.
Yao Qingying nodded and said: OK.But there are other things?
Pei Ling shook his head and said: No more.
Yao Qingying nodded slightly and waved her hand. Pei Ling felt that the scenery around her was changing rapidly, and in a bizarre way, it had been pushed out of Xiao Zizai Tian.
********************
Liuliu Dynasty, Jishan County.
In a valley outside the county town, there was no one in secluded and no one was present, and a crack suddenly opened in the space.
Pei Ling stepped out in one step, and the crack quickly closed behind him and disappeared.
He looked around and quickly spread his spiritual thoughts. After roughly confirming his position, his face and costume changed immediately. Soon, he turned into an official of the Ryukeng Dynasty and immediately fled towards the nearest teleportation array.
The valley is quiet, the flowers bloom and fall, the ground is full of colorful things, and there is no trace of people.
********************
Half a day later, the junction between Su Zhentian and Han An Sword Sect.
The vast Gobi Desert is still deserted, and the sound of snakes and insects crawling in the dark is endless.
Above the sky, the boat is hanging high.
A distance from a height, an embroidery building is quietly suspended, with the pearl curtain half rolled, the jade hook is gently swaying, and the figures are everywhere.
On the top of the Dharma Boat, in the spacious cabin, the space suddenly ripples like water waves.
Immediately, a figure appeared from it and suddenly stepped into the room.
Pei Ling's divine thought instantly swept across the entire Dharma boat and the embroidery building behind him, and found no abnormalities. He then stepped out and sat down in the main seat with his robe. The plain voice immediately spread throughout the Dharma boat: Go to Hanan Sword Sect!
On the Dharma Boat, all the female cultivators immediately received the order: Yes!
Soon, Shi Nanzi and others controlled the boat to slowly drive and flew towards the Han An Sword Sect.
In the distance, the bead curtain on the embroidered building seemed to move slightly, and immediately followed closely.
********************
Han An Sword Sect.
The long sword is majestic and huge, like a land floating on the sky, carrying vast rivers and mountains above the sword body.
The mountains and rivers are majestic, and the stone paths are lush.
The green mountains are like tulle, winding and floating without a certainty.
The waterfalls and blue pools are decorated with dark and dark colors, and rare birds and animals live in the flying mountains and forests without being stained with the world.
Above a lonely peak, the top of the peak, dig a wall to form a hole, and cut jade into a platform. A big pearl hangs high on the top of the hole, emitting a soft pearl light, sprinkling between the clear light, and the refreshing coolness spreads throughout the room.
On the banks of the jade platform, the cold and cold line fragrance burned in the bronze Boshan stove, causing a layer of frosty and snow-like ice flowers to condense on the entire ground.
A monk with a bamboo hairpin tied with hair and a crow-green robes sat cross-legged on the jade platform. Ice flowers slowly climbed like vines, and they had already spread all over his body, and layers of snow were condensed on his face.
The monk seems ignorant and unconscious, and is like a dead stone.
In the air in front of him, a long sword with faint purple light floated.
This sword looks simple and has a jade texture. It is still shining under the pearl light, emitting a majestic sword intent, like a whale wave, vast and endless, giving people a sense of surging mountains.
The qi between the long sword and the monk is integrated, without distinction between them, and all the auras are in the middle stage of the Tao.
At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded outside the cave: Senior brother, can you speak now?
Hearing this, the monk slowly opened his eyes, and a sword light in his eyes was like thunder illuminating the world, instantly suppressing the pearl light in the room and illuminating the entire space.
The aura around him quickly converged, and the frost and snow that had originally covered him disappeared. The suspended sword moved slightly and turned into a purple light and fled into the middle of his eyebrows.
The monk spoke lightly: Come in.
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