Chapter 286 Moon Dew Fragrance

In the inn, Xuanyuan Qingshuang sat cross-legged on a low couch under the window, with a log-colored tea table by her side, and a small stove above which a snow-blue teapot was roasting, humming.

Ying Huai was wearing a dark red gown trimmed with gold silk, and slumped lazily on the chaise longue, with her collar open wide.

The originally dignified and expensive robes gave out a sense of indecency when he wore them.

Qi Feng buttoned his collar meticulously, and sat cross-legged on the futon to meditate.

The black-bottomed and silver-edged clothes paired with his overly breezy temperament, lazy and abstinent, inexplicably want people to pull him into the mortal world.

In the middle of the room, Sikong Zhu was sitting on the floor, while stroking the snow-white fox, he asked:
"Uncle, do you want to eat, I'll go find Xiaoer and get some?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang slowly opened her eyes, shook her head and said:
"Need not."

The obedient student has made her a fool, and she has no interest in ordinary dishes because she has a lot of appetite.

Forget it, anyway, in her state, not eating for hundreds of thousands of years will affect it.

Looking around the room, the frosty and snowy voice was a little helpless:
"You just stay in my room like this, don't you want to go out for a walk or see the customs of Wanling Continent?

"Don't worry, the highest cultivation level in this city is the Mahayana stage, so it's very safe."

Qi Feng finished his work and raised his eyebrows, "We have important things to do, we are away from home, so we can't cause trouble for our junior sister!"

Sikong Zhu took a deep breath of Xiaobai, and continued:
"The situation in the city is the same as what I saw along the way, it is lifeless and there is nothing to visit.

And one more thing is worse than one less thing, curiosity kills people, I still don't go to those troubles. "

Seeing Xuanyuan Qingshuang pouring tea, Yinghuai instantly got up from the chair and squeezed to the opposite side.

"The fragrance of the tea is cold, refreshing and pleasant, with a feeling of melancholy like the cold moon and frosty white. What kind of tea is this? It's quite special."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang paused slightly with her right hand, raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and poured a cup of tea for him.

"Melancholy, what is there to be melancholy about?

"This is called Moon Dew Fragrance. My apprentice stir-fried it. I don't practice hard on weekdays. I try to study these heresies. Try it?"

He said heresy, but there was no accusation in his tone.

A total of four cups were poured at the tea table, Qi Feng and Sikong Zhu took their own cup consciously after receiving their eyes, and neither of them spoke to the person Xuanyuan Qingshuang mentioned.

Ying Huai didn't have so many worries, took a teacup and sniffed lightly, and said with an ambiguous smile:
"You still call me apprentice, you have deceived the master and killed the ancestor... When Luo Wuyou's Qilin son was one year old, you made it public."

"Okay, my Taoist companion, I'm used to calling it that way."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's expression remained unchanged, but when looking at the light blue tea, her eyes became distant.

The apprentice is not good, he ran away without a word, I really want to deal with him!

Is there anything you can't talk to her about, you have to follow the example of those hypocritical teenagers and girls, and run away because of a little thing?

The right hand tightened in an instant, and the cup disappeared together with the tea.

Ying Huai still wanted to say something, the air fluctuated slightly, and a woman holding a sword appeared.

"It just so happens that you are all here, listen!"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang waved his hand, Fusang bowed his head to salute her, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and sank into Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyebrows.

Fusang reported with a cold face:
"After my investigation, the art of sacrifice is prevalent in this world. The upper-level monks capture the middle- and lower-level monks to sacrifice to improve their cultivation, and the middle- and lower-level monks wantonly capture mortals to sacrifice to get rid of this fate.

The Liuxi city we are in was once a great city of cultivating immortals with a population approaching one million, but now the resident population is only over [-].

The way of heaven in this world has collapsed, and sooner or later it will become a world of death. "

Xuanyuan Qingshuang frowned, and said in a cold voice:
"The only way to escape death is to travel to other worlds.

They can make the Wanling Continent like this, and it is impossible for them to go to a world lower than the level of Wanling and live a life of suppressed cultivation.

Then, the only option is to accumulate strength, forcefully break through the Heavenly Gate, and go to the God Realm. "

Yes, there is a god level above the fairy level.

However, there is only one God Realm, and there is either an innate god, or a god who has acquired a heaven-defying chance, and is called the acquired god.

The God Realm is between reality and reality, and is divided into different God Domains. Each god stays in his own God Domain to maintain the operation of the heavens, and Fusang God Domain is one of them.

It is almost impossible for ordinary people to go to the God Realm, because it is very difficult to open the passage to the God Realm.

For example, if ordinary people want to go to Fusang God's Domain, they need to gather all the tokens of the three thousand worlds under the jurisdiction of Fusang God's Domain.

The so-called token is just a piece of grass or a flower stained with the atmosphere of that world.

When the three thousand tokens are gathered in one body, the breath will attract the corresponding divine domain, and the door between the virtual and the real will be opened.

These are all things in the inherited memory, so she felt that it was ridiculous to forcibly open the gate of the God Realm.

Yinghuai wailed suddenly, "No way, we have only reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, if we put it in the past, it would be terrible!
As a result, now, you tell me that there is not only the fairy world above this, but also the god world. Do we have to climb up from the bottom over and over again in our lives? "

Sikong Zhu squinted his eyes, clenched his fists and nodded, "Yes, practice!"

Qi Feng sighed, "Shouldn't we worry that our Kyushu Continent will collapse because of the Wanling Continent?

Are things in the God Realm too far away? "

He glanced at Xuanyuan Qingshuang, "Perhaps there are no unique conditions, such a heaven-defying chance, you can't touch the god-level threshold, right?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang is still in deep thought, Father Shenzun asked her to save Wanling and Kyushu, this Wanling Continent is so dirty, why not just ruin the restart?
"Junior sister? Junior sister?"

Qi Feng shouted hastily, he was startled by the flash of murderous intent in the woman's eyes.

That kind of surging evil spirit like destroying the world, and his indifference to the creatures in the world like ants, made him deeply understand the meaning of the word "god".

Xuanyuan Qingshuang coughed twice, called back Qi Feng who was stupefied, threw the dice and said:
"Since we have found the reason, we don't need to stop and stop. Let's find that kid Qu Yi first, so as not to lose his life for nothing."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his right hand lightly, a black space tunnel opened, and he stepped in without looking back.

"Hurry up!"

The three followed in silently, thinking in their hearts when will they have such a realm?

(End of this chapter)

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