The only way

Chapter 222 Above the Clouds
Listen to the north of Jianzhou and the south of Chiyang Prefecture.

Where the two states meet, in a barren and inhabited mountain range.

In summer, there are faint clouds and mists rising among the mountains here, lingering endlessly, and the originally clearly visible mountains are all covered.

Occasionally, passers-by pass by on the road, looking at the mountain covered by clouds and mists, admiring and amazed, but they will not stop to find out.

The mountains here are inaccessible, and there must be many dangers among them. In addition, the sudden cloud and mist can pass through this place. Most of them are traveling businessmen. They are well-informed and suspect in their hearts. Dangerous.

But just above the clouds that ordinary people can't see, there are often streaks of light passing across the sky.

Here, above the peaks of the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, several figures have already stopped.

Standing first, and blowing the air in the air, are three figures.

A man with a vicissitudes of life with one arm, a middle-aged man at the other end, and a young man in red.

"Every time, the three of us arrive first. Those from the five major sects just like to put on airs." The young man in red looked handsome, but when he opened his mouth, his face was gloomy.

This person is the ancestor of one of the few sects qualified to enter the ancient battlefield besides the five major sects, known as Fengting Zhenjun.

He is a monk in the early Yuanying period.

The one-armed vicissitudes of life glanced expressionlessly at the young man in red, and his eyes continued to fall on the tumbling sea of ​​clouds. It seemed that the sea of ​​clouds was very beautiful, and he had no intention of opening his mouth at all.

This one-armed man is the Nascent Soul True Lord of the Loose Cultivation Alliance. He calls himself the One-armed Man, and he doesn't like to call himself the True King.

Among the casual cultivators, they are loose. Even if there is an alliance, most of them are free. Among them, there are not many Yuanying Zhenjun, and those who can be found and called are even rarer, and each has a unique personality.

Although the one-armed guest is the Nascent Soul True Monarch who led the team of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, he didn't know the rogue cultivators he brought with him at all. There is not much communication, so I feel that I have nothing to say.

Therefore, the casual cultivators were the first to come, but they never said a word.

The remaining one, a middle-aged man from Duansu, was Zhenjun Yuanying and Zhenjun Qingling elected by several big families in the Eastern Continent.

This Qingling Zhenjun has the most dignified and serious temperament, but as the patriarch of the family, Qingling Zhenjun is also tactful.

Hearing this, he paid attention to Zhenjun Fengting, but he said with Tai Chi, he laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist Fengting, don't be anxious, the five major sects have great achievements, and it is really troublesome to travel, let alone , there are still three days before the agreed time, so there is no rush, speaking of it, I waited too early."

Master Fengting squinted his eyes, squinted at Master Qingling who was smiling calmly, a sneer appeared from the corner of his mouth, and snorted coldly, "The words are nice, but who doesn't start early, not to mention, here is The intersection of Chiyang Daozong and Jianzhai doesn't even count as their respective state boundaries, and these two families came so late, hum."

After these words, although True Monarch Qingling knew it well, he didn't show any signs of expression. Instead, he smiled, "Perhaps it's because we're getting closer that we left late and came late."

"Humph!" Fengting Zhenjun seemed to have something to say on his white face, but the next moment, the faces of the three Yuanying Zhenjuns changed at the same time, and they looked at the clouds.

Colorful clouds and blue moon circle the spirit boat.

The Yuexia Spirit Boat in the Floating Palace came here through the clouds. The huge spirit boat exudes a lustrous luster, and the whole body is like glass. Under the spirit boat, there are blue waves rippling and blue waves, as if riding the wind and breaking the waves.

On the top of the spirit boat, there is a huge spirit stone standing, and the silver-white light is scattered, like a bright moon hanging high, covering the glazed spirit boat with a layer of moonlight gauze.

The spirit boat rides the waves, wearing the moonlight, extremely bright and beautiful.

Quietly suspended in the mid-air of the mountains, a rosy cloud suddenly extended from the spirit boat, like a rainbow bridge, connecting the spirit boat with the mountains and flat land.

Afterwards, a figure flew down first. It had not set foot on the rainbow bridge, but it was full of blue aura, and landed in front of several Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

At the same time, on the Hongqiao, there are disciples wearing light blue robes of the Floating Palace stepping down under the colorful clouds.

"Fellow daoists have been waiting for a long time. I am in the clear water of the Floating Palace." The woman in the water-blue palace dress was delicate and graceful, her brows and eyes were tender, and there was a smile on the corners of her lips and eyes, and said in a soft voice.

True Lord Clear Water, just like his dao name, looks like a person like water.

It's just that few of the monks who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul are obsessed with beauty. Seeing the watery eyes of the True Lord of Clear Water, they remain calm.

The one-armed man was still looking at the sea of ​​clouds, not even the wind in the corner of his eyes moved.

True Monarch Fengting was dissatisfied with the five major sects, but he didn't want to talk to them.

Only True Monarch Qingling, although he is not fascinated by female sex, nor has any resentment towards the five major sects, still nodded his head, "Fellow Daoist Bishui, you are welcome. In Xiaqingling, these two fellow daoists are True Monarch Fengting, and one-armed fellow Taoist."

True Monarch Bishui didn't care much about the attitude of these people, he still had a watery smile on his face, and nodded with a slight smile.

Seeing that the crowd seemed to have no desire to say hello, they also stood still, and when the disciples got off the spirit boat, they rolled up their sleeves and put away the spirit boat.

Afterwards, he followed several Nascent Soul cultivators and stared at the cloud in a daze.

However, before True Monarch Bishui was in a daze, there was another movement in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a dust whisk as white as clouds, as big as a giant cart, on which four people sit casually, as if they are on top of the clouds, and then sit on the clouds.

Fuchen was not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and seemed to be slow, but he came here on the mountain in a flash.

Sitting upright in front of Fuchen was an old man with white eyebrows. His long eyebrows were snow-white, hanging from between his eyebrows to his feet, which was extremely conspicuous.

The white-browed old man was full of kindness and leisurely demeanor.

An old man with white eyebrows in Qianji Pavilion.

There is no master in Qianji Pavilion, but there is an old man Qianji.

The person in charge of Qianji Pavilion of each generation is called Qianji old man.

This white-browed old man is the younger brother of the contemporary old man Qianji, a monk in the mid-Yuanying period.

Putting away the dust whisks, the three Qianji Pavilion disciples behind the old man with white eyebrows were dressed in spotless white robes, as soft as clouds, and they all looked at the void with indifferent expressions, as if they were not interested in everything around them.

It was the youngest one among them, his eyes rolled around unconsciously, and he seemed to be somewhat popular.

Yes, the biggest characteristic of the disciples of Qianji Pavilion is that they are full of immortal energy, even among monks, they are very immortal.

Such a little lively, it is extremely conspicuous.

After casually dismissing the three disciples behind him, the old man with white eyebrows also joined the team watching the sea of ​​clouds.

This time, there is no need for the old man with white eyebrows to introduce himself, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs who have already been present can recognize who this is.

In other words, for the people in Qianji Pavilion, all the Nascent Soul True Monarchs in Donglu would recognize them.

　Thank you Lingling Lingling, Li Xi, |The monthly ticket of Shanna Fanghua, hehe, I have the audacity to ask for tickets, subscriptions, rewards, favorites, hee hee.

　　
　
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