Shrouding the sky and asking for immortals

Chapter 48
There are many cities named after the word "Holy" in the world, but the most famous one is this city in front of you.

Endless years ago, I don't know at what time, this place was originally a mountain of [-] li, deep and lonely, extremely dangerous, and no one set foot there on weekdays.

However, the world is impermanent, and a terrible turmoil broke out. Many creatures came here, and they avoided the disaster. Just when the disaster was about to come to their heads again, a holy spirit appeared out of nowhere to stop the disaster and turn the world around. It was conceived here, like a god descending, bringing hope to the creatures at that time.

Although the [-]-mile high mountain collapsed later, no one of them knew where it went, but they knew its origin, so the living beings who were still alive at that time built this city to commemorate it!

The Holy City has been shattered several times, and the most serious one was when it was irrigated by the Tianhe River, turning it into a large lake, bordering rivers, and disappearing for a long time.

Later, a human monk appeared, his cultivation was the highest in the world, and he removed the water from the Tianhe River with great mana and supernatural powers, and rebuilt the holy city here.

Now, the word "Holy City" that Weiwei saw was still left by him with his pen. Weiwei stared at it for a long time and sighed, "Although it has been baptized by the years, its divine form seems to be still in front of my eyes."

"Don't be ashamed! Human cultivator, don't pretend to be a ghost, what are you talking nonsense?" Hei He said coldly, she observed all the way, but did not see anything unusual, now she is very sure that Wei Wei is an ordinary human cultivator.

Weiwei glanced at Heihe. She has been on this journey, but she has shown hostility to her dozens of times in just three hours. Her eyes moved to the moat again, and said lightly: "It's just a word of emotion, the word holy city, the ancient rhyme It still exists and circulates endlessly, I don’t know what kind of person left it.”

"Hehe, human monks are just two ordinary handwriting. Do you still want to decipher some sacred meaning?" Hei He glanced at the word "Holy City", which was rusty and incomplete. Disdainful in the heart, with a mocking look on his face.

"A person, a powerful person, a person of noble virtue," Weiwei said flatly.

"He used to stand there and write inscriptions with himself. Even now, people can see his figure." Weiwei said seriously.

Qingying heard the words, and looked at the word "Holy City" earnestly, showing a puzzled expression.

Qingmuzhen and the others, such as Mo Qingzhou, looked in disbelief, "Can you see someone?"

He has been here so many times, why can't he see him once?Mo Qingzhou scratched the back of his head and looked at Weiwei suspiciously.

"Hahaha... Human cultivator, you don't even make up a plausible lie." Hei He smiled and leaned back and forth, out of breath, she stopped smiling abruptly, and said coldly: "It really is a human cultivator, treacherous!" Cunning, full of nonsense."

Heihe didn't care about anything else, seeing Weiwei say such crazy words, he immediately mocked.

Weiwei was extremely calm, standing still on the bow of the boat, her eyes were far-reaching, and she was speechless for a long time.

Qingying frowned and said nothing, she looked at Heihe with extreme disgust in her heart, but due to the identity of that person, she couldn't take action to teach him a lesson.

"people……"

There was a "bang", before the words could be heard, they were abruptly interrupted by a sound wave. A white-haired old man gave a loud shout, which seemed to explode the air. He jumped out and stepped onto the Shenzhou, saying: " Nameless little demon, one human cultivator at a time, what precious thing do you have, crow?"

"You..." Heihe wanted to speak, but found that there was an invisible force coming, like a mountain pressing down on him, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

The white-haired old man looked around and said: "This little friend is indeed right. You can indeed see a figure on it, but no one has seen it for a long time, so many people gradually forget it."

"These two words are left by Lin Feiyu, the peerless and strong man who built this city back then."

Before everyone could react too much, a strange change appeared slowly, attracting everyone's attention.

Dragon fish go first, colorful, thousands of fish schools, jumping up.

"Look, what a beautiful fish!"

The water of the Tianhe River rolled up, and the originally calm water surface raised waves. A crystal clear water bridge connected the two places, one end was in the holy city, and the other end was in front of Weiwei.

"This is..." The white-haired old man looked at the figure on the top of the wall with surprise in his eyes.

Wei Wei observed the word "Holy City" carefully, and was drawn by the aura within, her brows glowed unconsciously. Her consciousness was beating, resonating with the figure who wrote the word "Holy City". Learned a wonderful mystery.

The mystery is simple and complicated, and Weiwei couldn't comprehend it for a while. She felt that she could go further, so the fairy eyes were passively opened, and a bright light came out of her eyes, but in an instant, Weiwei's eyes changed again. She became ordinary, and a green light flashed, calming Weiwei's mind.

She stepped onto the bridge in one step and looked at the man calmly, whom she had seen from the beginning.

This figure is facing Weiwei, he has no emotions, as if it is just a procedure, he stops the movement in his hands, and then demonstrates a set of palm techniques, Weiwei follows his movements, gradually, her speed is getting faster and faster It was getting faster and faster, and most of the people around couldn't see Weiwei's movements clearly. They just felt an extremely smooth plane gathered in front of her, and an invisible energy slowly rose from it.

"boom"

The water of the Tianhe River flowed up, and waterspouts surrounded Weiwei. She demonstrated her palm technique again, and then all the waterspouts returned to the moat.

Weiwei's eyes were clear and bright, she didn't say anything, but just glanced at Heihe indifferently.

"Good!" "Good!" "Good!"

The crowd below cheered loudly. It was the first time they saw such a scene, but they still thought it was a new sideshow, so they begged for another one.

"one comes!"

"another one!"

The crowd below chanted, they cheered loudly, excited.

Weiwei glanced at the crowd helplessly, she moved out with one step, and her figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, she appeared on the Shenzhou, looking curiously at the white-haired old man in front of her.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, someone can do this," the white-haired old man sighed.

"What do you mean?" Vivi asked suspiciously.

"It is said that in the past, at the head of the holy city, nine dragons seized the pearl. Now you alone can summon nine water dragons. You are really talented!" .

After hearing this, Weiwei became even more confused. What's going on?She had no choice but to ask again, "Old man, what's so special about this water dragon?"

The white-haired old man pondered: "It's a long story, why don't we go to the city and discuss it in detail?"

(End of this chapter)