Do you think I look like a fairy?

Chapter 216 Daoist Friends Please Stay Away

Looking into the river.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yi couldn't help closing his eyes.

Oh my god, it's too hot for the eyes.

In the dynasties, it has developed to such an age that even ordinary people wear cotton clothes.

Although it is not silk, it is also available in various sets, and it looks very polite when worn on the body.

But this good guy.

I'm afraid this is still in primitive society, right?
This man looks crooked, not to mention how vicious and ugly he looks.

The most outrageous thing is that the clothes worn by this group of people are simply from the primitive society period.

She was naked and only wore a small leather skirt.

It looks outrageous!

Of course, what caught Wei Yi's attention was not the group of ugly men, but the charming women next to them.

Each one looks stunningly beautiful.

More importantly, they didn't wear a few leaves on their bodies, and their bodies were hot.

That's totally an S-curve.

Everyone's rice bowl is very sufficient.

You can tell at a glance that you can raise children.

This kind of beauty and ugliness go hand in hand, and the appearance of the relationship is very friendly, which really shatters people's three views for a while.

of course.

This was only Wei Yi's first thought.

But turning his head, he thought of a legendary race that was very similar to it:

"Is this Blood Sea Asura?"

According to the legend, the Asura people are ugly men and beautiful women, who form a couple with each other.

And it looks very fierce.

Obviously, this group of guys who came across the Huangquan River didn't seem to be any kind.

A majestic and domineering exposed.

Even if it wasn't Blood Sea Asura, it probably wouldn't be much different.

Seeing them in groups, holding swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands, Wei Yi became interested:
"Is this red heart grass yours?"

"What's more, Pindao hasn't heard your ancestor's name yet."

"I don't know if you guys dare to show up?"

As soon as this remark came out, the group of guys on the opposite side who could be regarded as Asura for the time being, became angry one by one:
"Hmph, what is said to be ours is ours, and it grows in our family. Whose belongs to what is not ours?"

"I tell you……"

"Tell you, what we call Patriarch is the majestic Huangquan Patriarch, how about it, are you afraid?"

Seeing how proud they all mentioned the ancestors of Huangquan, Wei Yi became more and more interested.

Immediately afterwards, he spoke to this group of Asuras with great interest:
"You won't tell me that Huang Quan Patriarch is your creator, or father god or something like that?"

As soon as these words fell, I saw that among the group of Asuras, many people quickly became excited.

Many people are like a pilgrimage.

It seems that this name cannot be recited by ordinary people.

Suddenly, Wei Yi, who had been chatting with these Asuras, seemed to feel something.

Immediately afterwards, he nodded thoughtfully, and then read a sentence softly:
"Old Patriarch Huang Quan?"

The moment he pronounced the name, he only felt that his mind seemed to be touched.

next moment.

He only felt that in the dark, there seemed to be a Taoist man in a long robe who was meditating and practicing.

Following his chanting, the meditating Taoist seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two sides separated.

Although the two sides may be thousands of miles away, at this moment, both of them are very sure that they have seen each other.

Just when this idea came up, I only saw the ancestor Huang Quan on the opposite side showing a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestor of Huang Quan said:
"Since we are destined, why don't fellow Taoists come here to get together?"

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Yi felt that there seemed to be no other disadvantages in going to get together.

Then he nodded and said:

"good!"

With this word falling, the connection between the two parties is slowly disappearing.

However, at this time, Wei Yi had already obtained the place where the ancestor of Huang Quan was.

"Yuezhou?"

"The distance is not too far."

Wei Yi thought about the map in his mind, and found that it didn't seem too far from Yuzhou.

More importantly.

This Yuezhou seems to be on his way to Tiandu.

And it's pretty close.

He went to a gathering, and maybe after the lecture was over, he could walk directly to Tiandu in two steps.

Besides, he also had a feeling in the dark, and felt that this meeting should not do him any harm.

Moreover, he also felt that there seemed to be many different auras in this so-called meeting place.

If the guess is correct, this should not be a simple meeting between the two of them, but a gathering of many fellow Taoists.

Moreover, when it comes to this Yuezhou, Wei Yi originally planned to go there.

Yue is a mountain.

Taking Yue as the name naturally implies the situation in the entire state.

Obviously, compared with Yuzhou, there are still these few plains, but Nayue Prefecture has no plains at all.

It is almost like mountains connecting mountains, hills connecting hills, hills and mountains one after another, endless.

The entire state is completely composed of countless mountains.

Therefore, such a place is naturally not suitable for large-scale gatherings of people.

There are exceptions to everything, and both yin and yang can transform into each other.

It is not suitable for ordinary people to live in, so naturally the entire Dazhou has become a paradise for practitioners.

After all, it's a state.

And all of them are mountain ranges, so naturally you can find any mountain top and you can occupy it for practice.

Therefore, after being allowed by the imperial court, this Yuezhou can almost be said to be a rare holy place for practice in the entire dynasty.

There are all kinds of spells.

It is completely a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

And obviously, using Yuezhou as a place to meet and gather, it can be regarded as a bit of a fairy family.

If there are a few great practitioners in this gathering, maybe there will be Dharma lineages handed down from them in Yuezhou.

Thinking of this, Wei Yi didn't stop, and continued to talk to them again.

After all, their ancestors personally sent invitations, so why would they want to chat with these ugly-looking guys?

A cloud of smoke flashed.

After a while, Wei Yi's whole figure completely disappeared by the Yellow Spring River.

There were only dozens of Asura left who looked at each other and didn't know how to speak for a while.

What do you say when everyone is running away?

Moreover, did they seem to feel the breath of the Father God just now?
Could it be that they felt wrong?
Wei Yi didn't have any guesses about what this group of Asuras thought.

All I saw was the sound of cloth being torn in the air:
"Stab!"

Immediately afterwards, all I could see was a crack that was as tall as a person was torn open in the original blue sky.

Walk out slowly from inside.

Wei Yi first glanced at the world below.

After seeing the rolling mountains, he nodded in satisfaction:
"It seems that Pindao did not make a mistake."

"At first, I thought that we could go to Yuezhou by leaving Yuzhou through the crack, but I didn't expect that the two sides are actually connected."

"I found the right direction for the first time. Speaking of which, Pindao's sense of direction should be pretty good."

Although it is said to be boasting of oneself, there is a feeling that Wang Po sells melons and sells herself.

But the problem is that this is also true.

Of course, at his stage of practice, basically there are very few mistakes.

After all, the sense in the dark is extremely miraculous, sometimes nothing can be sensed, and sometimes it can be understood in every detail.

It looks very magical.

Shaking his head, Wei Yi stepped on a blue cloud, then flashed through the white clouds, and flew towards the mountains under the clouds.

at this time.

Suddenly, two streaks of light flashed in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, I saw only two old men with fluttering long hair, one by one wearing a light, seeming to be moving forward quickly.

Take a closer look.

All I saw was the fastest running old man in front of me, but what he stepped on was a shiny green bastard.

Of course, it can't be said to be so indecent.

It should be called a tortoise shell if it sounds nice.

Generally, tortoise shells like this are used for fortune-telling, but who would have thought that they would actually be trained into magic weapons.

However, seeing the two streamers of light chasing each other in the distance, Wei Yi suddenly froze in his heart:
"This tortoise shell may really be a good thing for refining magic weapons."

Let's imagine.

Generally, those who can grow large turtle shells can generally live for 800 to [-] years.

In such a long lifespan, give him a spiritual wisdom, and then let him slowly conceive and raise this shell.

Good guy.

If he thinks like this, if the operation is good, maybe it will be passed down from generation to generation, and a lot of tortoise shells can really be raised.

This is really a business opportunity!
However, if you really want to get this business opportunity, if you really achieve something, you have to invest in it for at least several hundred years.

Under normal circumstances, even the so-called Xianzong sect would probably be reluctant.

After all, the income is not directly proportional to the expenditure.

Just like the Xieyue Mountain, they don't even look at ordinary magic weapons.

Only the real ancestral artifacts that can suppress luck and arm-wrestling in the realm of the body are what they value.

Just when he had a bright light in his heart.

I could only see in the mountains and forests in the distance, there were several escaping lights coming out for a while.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"..."

Some people are stepping on the slow white clouds.

It looks like climbing a cloud.

It's just that those monks driving clouds look seventy-eight years old, and even their beards are white, which has a different kind of contrast.

It looks really fairy-tale.

Of course, the age of the other people who wear the light is not too young.

It seems to be at least thirty or forty.

There is no such thing as the so-called youthful vigor and arrogance.

After all, before the inspiration of heaven and earth recovers, if you want to enter the Tao, you really need a lot of insights.

There is not enough age, unless you are a true peerless genius!

so.

Although the spirit of the world has been greatly recovered, the main force in the current practice world is still those middle-aged and elderly people.

Otherwise, those young people would have jumped out long ago.

After all, who hasn't dreamed of flying?

Wei Yi didn't intend to get rid of the countless auras that fluctuated in his heart and all kinds of gossip thoughts.

After all, people have to have the seven emotions and six desires.

If there is no gossip or all kinds of thoughts, then what is the point of cultivating immortals?
Seeking immortals is not just for doing whatever you want.

If the higher the cultivation base, the more forgetful it is, then the more the immortal cultivates, the more boring it will be.

Just when Wei Yi was stepping on this white cloud, slowly and fluttering towards a high mountain in the distance.

All he saw was a sudden flash of light behind him.

Followed by.

A young Taoist who looked like a very carefree young Taoist took big strides and caught up with him from behind, and then called out:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay behind~"

Hearing his words, the corner of Wei Yi's mouth twitched subconsciously, and then he turned to look at the fellow Taoist.

This sentence can not be said.

Thinking back to the original sentence, fellow daoist, please stop, but how many big shots have been harmed.

It can be said that whoever died.

He couldn't bear such a great fortune!
Taking a closer look, this young fellow Taoist is really unrestrained.

The robe he was wearing was very loose, and it seemed that it was not suitable for him.

There is no crown on the head.

It was just tied up hastily with an ordinary wooden hairpin.

The most brilliant thing is his feet.

Because he didn't wear shoes on his big feet.

If he hadn't looked at his young and handsome face, Wei Yi would have thought he was a Living Buddha Ji Gong.

No, living Buddha statues are equally handsome.

In this short period of time, because of the strangely dressed fellow Taoist, he has already walked barefoot through a section of clouds and arrived at the piece of white clouds that Wei Yi stepped on.

Moreover, this fellow Taoist is very unrecognizable, and seems to have a familiar feeling.

I only saw his big feet stepping on the white clouds under Wei Yi's feet a few times, and then he approached Wei Yi and said:
"Friend Daoist, this little piece of cloud is too small, make it bigger, it will be comfortable for us to step on."

Seeing the fellow Taoist in front of him, feeling the unfathomable magic power in him, Wei Yi shook his head helplessly.

Then, the cloud that could only accommodate one person suddenly expanded several times, so that the two talents would not appear obtrusive in it.

What cultivating immortals wants is personality.

They have cultivated to their level, if they don't have any personality, how can they show that they are different?

After stepping on it a few more times, feeling the comfort of the soft cotton, the individual Taoist friend said:

"My servant Fuyao, who was given the nickname Liuyang Shenjun, dare to ask You Zun's name?"

"Looking at the direction that Fellow Daoist is going, don't you also participate in the Immortal Tea Conference on Qingfeng Mountain?"

Wei Yi shook his head, then said truthfully:
"Pindao doesn't know what kind of conference he is here for, but he just came to get together at the appointment of Huang Quan's ancestor."

Hearing this, the Lord of the Six Suns clapped his hands and said:

"That's right, Huang Quan is also here to participate in the Immortal Tea Conference!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)