Genshin.
From a distance, the sect seems to be a brilliant cloud hanging high in the sky and never withered.
It is as bright as a brocade, colorful and dazzling as bright light.
The clouds wind for thousands of miles, reflecting the rivers and mountains, and are full of brilliance and dazzling.
At this moment, two disciples with rosy skirts, moon capes and red faces were growing step by step, quickly passing through the clouds and escaping towards a high platform deep in the depths.
These two people, half a step ahead, have beautiful eyebrows and beautiful faces, elegant and luxurious, as if thousands of flowers are blooming and beautiful, and are as beautiful as Tianji Yanminghuà.
The laggards have a bun like a knife, wearing a green lotus crown, and they are shaking their steps. They have snow-skinned skin and flowers, their eyes are like peach blossoms, green robes and white skirts, oranges and green ribbons, and their collars are dancing with a streamer during their movements. Their style is graceful, but they are the true disciple Qiao Ciguang.
The two of them fluttered in wide sleeves. Every time they took a step, light pink flowers condensed from the bottom of their feet, supporting their bodies. As they walked, the flowers bloomed and fell, colorful like rain, and the surrounding clouds were as colorful as brocade. They looked like gods, and were so beautiful that they could not say.
However, at this moment, whether it was Yan Minghuà or Qiao Ciguang, they looked a little absent-minded, and they seemed to have some thoughts.
Suddenly, Qiao Ciguang sent a message and asked: Senior sister, I wonder what is wrong with the head summoning us this time?
Yan Minghuà shook her head slightly, and the beads swayed lightly between her hair. The pearlescent light reflected the snow skin, making her look more and more beautiful as Shunhua. She replied in a voice: I don’t know either.
After a pause, she said in a voice transmission, and you will know when you arrive soon.
Qiao Ciguang nodded slightly and stopped talking.
The flowers and rain are filled with rain, and the clouds are everywhere, as if endless. The sound of gurgling water comes from the surroundings, clear and lively, appearing and disappearing, the water is clear and round, and the pebbles are round.
I occasionally saw Yaohua and Qicai grass stretching out on its banks, some of which were lined up between pavilions and towers, with rare trees and flowers, lush lush green gardens, golden shapes and green birds, and auspicious birds soaring freely, and flying in the sky.
After a period of time, a drooping waterfall appeared in front of me.
Sutra hanging in the air, splashing snow beads, falling thousands of feet straight, with a majestic momentum.
The waterfall is surrounded by helplessness, as if it comes from the sky, pouring down from the colorful clouds, layers of white mist and rain flowers rise, white eyes wash, and gather in the air into a deep pool.
The water in the pond is green, shaped like a full moon, and full of pearls, connecting with the winding stream that circles the entire Suzhentian.
On the banks of the pond, an extremely gorgeous towering tree stands quietly, with dense branches and leaves, and the beautiful flowers are swaying like songs, and the crimson petals are floating freely, falling all over the surface of the pond, red and green, and colorful.
Above the flowers and trees, the slender veins are coiled like seats, with the main and secondary positions, and several beauties in gorgeous clothes are sitting upright.
Among them, the clouds in the middle are full of beauty, elegant and beautiful, and have a calm and clean attitude.
A long skirt with a long skirt with a lingering branch and a flower tumbling in the red ground, a wide-sleeved shirt with green crepes on the outside, a rugged crown and beads, looking at the face of a serene look.
On her lower head, there was a woman in a white robe and blue skirt sitting on the left. She had a beautiful and beautiful face, with her head full of green silk tied into a Taoist bun. She had no decoration except a bamboo hairpin. She had a natural charm in her simplicity, like a lotus flower in her simplicity; on the right was a female cultivator with a colorful skirt and many rings. Her neck was as long as a swan, her waist was light and tied. She was elegant and beautiful, and she was light and graceful. She was holding a cluster of blooming light pink complex petal branches in her arms. Her breath was bright, but she was dark and cold.
At the bottom is a girl with golden hair tied with goose yellow palace outfit. Her temperament is pure and beautiful, pretty and cute. When her eyes turn, she is shimmering and her smile is charming.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang approached, and when they arrived under the flower tree, they immediately bowed and bowed: Disciple Yan Minghuà, pay homage to Master, pay homage to Elder Qi, and pay homage to Elder Fang.
Disciple Qiao Ciguang, paid homage to the head, to Elder Qi, and to Master Fang.
As the two of them were talking, they swept the colorful female cultivator on the right from the corner of their eyes, and hesitated slightly. They all sensed that this martial arts aura was the direct inheritance of this sect. Judging from his seat, his status was still above Elder Fang in the Ehuang Palace, but they had no impression of this senior Su Zhentian...
Just as they were hesitating, the head of Su Zhentian, who was in the main position, said softly: This is Supreme Elder Meng Hongxuan.
Elder Meng went to Yousu Tomb many years ago to look for opportunities. He was trapped in danger and recently, he was caught in an opportunity and escaped and returned to this sect. This is really gratifying.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang quickly salute: Meet Elder Meng!
Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly, then sent a message to the head of the sect and asked, "Why haven't the contemporary Tianji of our sect arrived yet?"
The headmaster was stunned and immediately replied: Master Meng’s uncle, Ming huà is the Tianji of this generation, and he is also my personal disciple.
Meng Hongxuan was also clearly stunned when she heard this, and looked at Yan Minghuà again. The clear light surged in her eyes, and she looked it up and down carefully.
Her face suddenly became extremely puzzled. The Tianji of Su Zhentian's generation has a profound foundation and extraordinary strength. Even among the Tianjis she has seen, she is ranked among the best and has outstanding talents...
However, in the land of Yousu Tomb's creation, she heard Pei Ling say that Tian Ji of Suzhentian's generation is stronger than the other party!
Pei Ling's strength can fight with the older generation in the third sect!
Even during this period, the opponent challenged two sect leaders of the nine major sects one after another, and won a great victory. His strength was beyond the ordinary ability to compare with the Tao!
And this generation of Tian Ji's cultivation is only a god-turning spirit, but she is far from able to compete with Pei Ling...
this……
At that time, Pei Ling deliberately lied to her in order to make her feel at ease?
Just as Meng Hongxuan was pondering, the head sected Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang and said solemnly: Pei Ling, the sage son of Chongming Sect, challenged the lord of Yàn Xicheng a few days ago.
At present, the Iron City Lord has been defeated.
You both fought with Pei Ling before, so let’s talk about him.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang hurriedly said: Yes!
After thinking for a while, Yan Minghuà took the lead in speaking: Not long ago, the disciple, Pei Ling, and the saint of Chongming Sect, Li Liyue, accidentally entered Yousu Tomb. Because Yousu Tomb was dangerous, he agreed to join forces temporarily to find a way to leave.
After that period of observation, it can be confirmed that Li Lieyue is profit-oriented and cruel, and is a typical demonic witch, and is hopeless.
But Pei Ling...
Although he was born in the Demon Sect, he was branded as a demon sect because of his ancestors. He was unable to choose good and evil.
If one is a kind heart and a bright mind, one needs a little guidance and influence with virtue, one can turn it into a good way and abandon darkness and turn to light.
As they listened, the faces of the elders suddenly became extremely strange.
Can a devil like Pei Ling turn from evil to justice?
Not to mention other things, the other party has collected the affairs of the wife of the sect leader almost in front of the whole world several times. This is the only example in ancient times. Even the founding ancestor of Chongming Sect has never left such a deed!
If such a demon could be refreshed, in comparison, wouldn’t Li Liyue, a witch who is just a greedy spirit stone, have the potential to become a saint?
I heard Yan Minghuà continue to say: When I first entered Yousu tomb, my disciples didn’t know the situation. When I met a human skin lantern, the situation was extremely dangerous, but Pei Ling helped me in time...
Later, the disciple and Li Lieyue entered a drying yard to siege the ghosts. Pei Ling arrived in time and helped...
besides……
as well as……
also……
In short, if Pei Ling was replaced by any Demon Sect cultivator during Yousu Tomb, his disciple would never be able to come back alive...
Therefore, the disciples think that Pei Ling’s challenge to the Emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty and the Lord of Yàn Xicheng this time must be because of the ambition of Chongming Sect and the ill-gotten plot!
There are also Jiu Ali's greed, and he is aware of all kinds of tricks.
With Pei Ling's true character, he is not in conflict with the world, is indifferent to fame and fortune, and only wants to practice quietly alone. It is impossible to challenge and provoke disputes like this.
Yan Minghuà finished speaking with a serious expression and righteous expression. The entire pond was silent for a moment.
From a distance, the sect seems to be a brilliant cloud hanging high in the sky and never withered.
It is as bright as a brocade, colorful and dazzling as bright light.
The clouds wind for thousands of miles, reflecting the rivers and mountains, and are full of brilliance and dazzling.
At this moment, two disciples with rosy skirts, moon capes and red faces were growing step by step, quickly passing through the clouds and escaping towards a high platform deep in the depths.
These two people, half a step ahead, have beautiful eyebrows and beautiful faces, elegant and luxurious, as if thousands of flowers are blooming and beautiful, and are as beautiful as Tianji Yanminghuà.
The laggards have a bun like a knife, wearing a green lotus crown, and they are shaking their steps. They have snow-skinned skin and flowers, their eyes are like peach blossoms, green robes and white skirts, oranges and green ribbons, and their collars are dancing with a streamer during their movements. Their style is graceful, but they are the true disciple Qiao Ciguang.
The two of them fluttered in wide sleeves. Every time they took a step, light pink flowers condensed from the bottom of their feet, supporting their bodies. As they walked, the flowers bloomed and fell, colorful like rain, and the surrounding clouds were as colorful as brocade. They looked like gods, and were so beautiful that they could not say.
However, at this moment, whether it was Yan Minghuà or Qiao Ciguang, they looked a little absent-minded, and they seemed to have some thoughts.
Suddenly, Qiao Ciguang sent a message and asked: Senior sister, I wonder what is wrong with the head summoning us this time?
Yan Minghuà shook her head slightly, and the beads swayed lightly between her hair. The pearlescent light reflected the snow skin, making her look more and more beautiful as Shunhua. She replied in a voice: I don’t know either.
After a pause, she said in a voice transmission, and you will know when you arrive soon.
Qiao Ciguang nodded slightly and stopped talking.
The flowers and rain are filled with rain, and the clouds are everywhere, as if endless. The sound of gurgling water comes from the surroundings, clear and lively, appearing and disappearing, the water is clear and round, and the pebbles are round.
I occasionally saw Yaohua and Qicai grass stretching out on its banks, some of which were lined up between pavilions and towers, with rare trees and flowers, lush lush green gardens, golden shapes and green birds, and auspicious birds soaring freely, and flying in the sky.
After a period of time, a drooping waterfall appeared in front of me.
Sutra hanging in the air, splashing snow beads, falling thousands of feet straight, with a majestic momentum.
The waterfall is surrounded by helplessness, as if it comes from the sky, pouring down from the colorful clouds, layers of white mist and rain flowers rise, white eyes wash, and gather in the air into a deep pool.
The water in the pond is green, shaped like a full moon, and full of pearls, connecting with the winding stream that circles the entire Suzhentian.
On the banks of the pond, an extremely gorgeous towering tree stands quietly, with dense branches and leaves, and the beautiful flowers are swaying like songs, and the crimson petals are floating freely, falling all over the surface of the pond, red and green, and colorful.
Above the flowers and trees, the slender veins are coiled like seats, with the main and secondary positions, and several beauties in gorgeous clothes are sitting upright.
Among them, the clouds in the middle are full of beauty, elegant and beautiful, and have a calm and clean attitude.
A long skirt with a long skirt with a lingering branch and a flower tumbling in the red ground, a wide-sleeved shirt with green crepes on the outside, a rugged crown and beads, looking at the face of a serene look.
On her lower head, there was a woman in a white robe and blue skirt sitting on the left. She had a beautiful and beautiful face, with her head full of green silk tied into a Taoist bun. She had no decoration except a bamboo hairpin. She had a natural charm in her simplicity, like a lotus flower in her simplicity; on the right was a female cultivator with a colorful skirt and many rings. Her neck was as long as a swan, her waist was light and tied. She was elegant and beautiful, and she was light and graceful. She was holding a cluster of blooming light pink complex petal branches in her arms. Her breath was bright, but she was dark and cold.
At the bottom is a girl with golden hair tied with goose yellow palace outfit. Her temperament is pure and beautiful, pretty and cute. When her eyes turn, she is shimmering and her smile is charming.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang approached, and when they arrived under the flower tree, they immediately bowed and bowed: Disciple Yan Minghuà, pay homage to Master, pay homage to Elder Qi, and pay homage to Elder Fang.
Disciple Qiao Ciguang, paid homage to the head, to Elder Qi, and to Master Fang.
As the two of them were talking, they swept the colorful female cultivator on the right from the corner of their eyes, and hesitated slightly. They all sensed that this martial arts aura was the direct inheritance of this sect. Judging from his seat, his status was still above Elder Fang in the Ehuang Palace, but they had no impression of this senior Su Zhentian...
Just as they were hesitating, the head of Su Zhentian, who was in the main position, said softly: This is Supreme Elder Meng Hongxuan.
Elder Meng went to Yousu Tomb many years ago to look for opportunities. He was trapped in danger and recently, he was caught in an opportunity and escaped and returned to this sect. This is really gratifying.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang quickly salute: Meet Elder Meng!
Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly, then sent a message to the head of the sect and asked, "Why haven't the contemporary Tianji of our sect arrived yet?"
The headmaster was stunned and immediately replied: Master Meng’s uncle, Ming huà is the Tianji of this generation, and he is also my personal disciple.
Meng Hongxuan was also clearly stunned when she heard this, and looked at Yan Minghuà again. The clear light surged in her eyes, and she looked it up and down carefully.
Her face suddenly became extremely puzzled. The Tianji of Su Zhentian's generation has a profound foundation and extraordinary strength. Even among the Tianjis she has seen, she is ranked among the best and has outstanding talents...
However, in the land of Yousu Tomb's creation, she heard Pei Ling say that Tian Ji of Suzhentian's generation is stronger than the other party!
Pei Ling's strength can fight with the older generation in the third sect!
Even during this period, the opponent challenged two sect leaders of the nine major sects one after another, and won a great victory. His strength was beyond the ordinary ability to compare with the Tao!
And this generation of Tian Ji's cultivation is only a god-turning spirit, but she is far from able to compete with Pei Ling...
this……
At that time, Pei Ling deliberately lied to her in order to make her feel at ease?
Just as Meng Hongxuan was pondering, the head sected Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang and said solemnly: Pei Ling, the sage son of Chongming Sect, challenged the lord of Yàn Xicheng a few days ago.
At present, the Iron City Lord has been defeated.
You both fought with Pei Ling before, so let’s talk about him.
Yan Minghuà and Qiao Ciguang hurriedly said: Yes!
After thinking for a while, Yan Minghuà took the lead in speaking: Not long ago, the disciple, Pei Ling, and the saint of Chongming Sect, Li Liyue, accidentally entered Yousu Tomb. Because Yousu Tomb was dangerous, he agreed to join forces temporarily to find a way to leave.
After that period of observation, it can be confirmed that Li Lieyue is profit-oriented and cruel, and is a typical demonic witch, and is hopeless.
But Pei Ling...
Although he was born in the Demon Sect, he was branded as a demon sect because of his ancestors. He was unable to choose good and evil.
If one is a kind heart and a bright mind, one needs a little guidance and influence with virtue, one can turn it into a good way and abandon darkness and turn to light.
As they listened, the faces of the elders suddenly became extremely strange.
Can a devil like Pei Ling turn from evil to justice?
Not to mention other things, the other party has collected the affairs of the wife of the sect leader almost in front of the whole world several times. This is the only example in ancient times. Even the founding ancestor of Chongming Sect has never left such a deed!
If such a demon could be refreshed, in comparison, wouldn’t Li Liyue, a witch who is just a greedy spirit stone, have the potential to become a saint?
I heard Yan Minghuà continue to say: When I first entered Yousu tomb, my disciples didn’t know the situation. When I met a human skin lantern, the situation was extremely dangerous, but Pei Ling helped me in time...
Later, the disciple and Li Lieyue entered a drying yard to siege the ghosts. Pei Ling arrived in time and helped...
besides……
as well as……
also……
In short, if Pei Ling was replaced by any Demon Sect cultivator during Yousu Tomb, his disciple would never be able to come back alive...
Therefore, the disciples think that Pei Ling’s challenge to the Emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty and the Lord of Yàn Xicheng this time must be because of the ambition of Chongming Sect and the ill-gotten plot!
There are also Jiu Ali's greed, and he is aware of all kinds of tricks.
With Pei Ling's true character, he is not in conflict with the world, is indifferent to fame and fortune, and only wants to practice quietly alone. It is impossible to challenge and provoke disputes like this.
Yan Minghuà finished speaking with a serious expression and righteous expression. The entire pond was silent for a moment.
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