The Legend of Cultivation by Little Mortals

"Look, this is the legendary double blessing boat. "Literature Network" http:"

"It's so big, so domineering, how advanced is this magic circle, to support such a behemoth in flight?"

Among the crowd waiting in line below, there were many discussions and expressions of envy and admiration.

This is indeed a big guy like an aircraft carrier, translucent inside, shining brightly, with flowing figures.

From the outside, it can be seen that this is like a moving palace in the air, with hundreds of houses and rooms, various servants and maids, and various utensils, it is really shocking. [

"Shuangfu boat..." Zhang Ye also raised his head and murmured.

A gossip guy in front turned around and said, "It's the Shuangfu boat. Did you know that this is the air palace of the second son of Shuangcheng, and the second son happened to be a guest in our Blue Snow City. Unexpectedly, our Saintess of Longlan is so famous , even someone like Young Master Shuanger has come to pay a visit."

"Shuang, Cheng..." Zhang Ye said word by word.

Ziyi suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness and said, "You are right, Shuangcheng, the largest city in Jialan, is also the number one magic weapon of the year, with six hundred cities under its banner, the number one power in Jialan, in Jialan The status is equivalent to the status of the blessed land of the East China Sea in Kunlun."

All kinds of discussions continued, and at this moment, a soft voice floated out of the double blessing boat: "Shuanger son, Changkong Ji, pays a special visit to Longlan Saintess."

The short-haired young man who walked up to Zhang Ye earlier, wanting to trouble Zhang Ye, raised his head and frowned and said, "Sorry, please forgive me, Miss Fourth has her own rules, and it's not convenient to meet people casually."

"Arrogance." Suddenly, a burst of icy stellar energy flew out of the double blessing boat.

Seemingly just a small punishment, Gang Qi turned into a small hand, flew up to the short-haired man and raised it up, as if to slap him.

Knowing that he couldn't resist, the short-haired man sighed, closed his eyes, and seemed to be punished calmly.

Snapped--

Zhang Ye, who was beside him, waved his sleeves, and the hand transformed from Gang Qi was scattered amidst the sound of a slight burst of energy.

"Huh...the dragon and crouching tiger are hidden in the small market, interesting, interesting." That soft voice came out again, but it didn't seem to be angry.

Opening his eyes, the short-haired man glanced at Zhang Ye gratefully, lowered his head slightly, clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and performed a courtesy.

Ziyi said in a voice from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, "This is a Zen ceremony, from the Mandala Realm. Interesting, Long Lan must have also learned from the Mandala Realm."

"Is the Mandala Realm the birthplace of the first supernatural power in the world, the 'Phenomena of Heaven and Earth'?" Zhang Ye asked in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Exactly." Ziyi went back to Baihua Valley. . .

The scene became more and more embarrassing, and many people waiting in line dispersed. This seemed to be a subconscious action to show that there was no malice, and they did not want to compete with Chang Kongji.

But these guys didn't disperse, gathered around, watching this scene curiously, not knowing how far it would evolve.

"Changkongji came here just because of her reputation, and paid a visit to the Holy Maiden of Longlan." From the double blessing boat, that soft voice came out again. [

Seeing that there was no longer a queue, Zhang Ye did his part, and came to the gate of the Feixuejing Pavilion and said, "Little envoy of Snow Crystal City, I am calling on the fourth princess, the Saintess of Longlan, and I beg to see you."

Although the short-haired man guarding the door frowned, he simply remained silent because he was rescued by Zhang Ye just now.

"Go back, Feixuejing Pavilion has its own rules. I'm tired today. There will be lectures in the afternoon. Those who meet the requirements should meet each other by fate. The rotten. Tiny."

There was a crisp sound from the inner courtyard, just like the flowers and plants blooming in this icy and snowy courtyard.

"The Holy Maiden's words are mysterious, Zhang Kongji is being abrupt, and I will meet you in the afternoon." The voice floated, and the huge double blessing boat in the sky slowly flew away, heading towards the inner city.

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This is bad.

Zhang Ye has no reason now.

If Chang Kong refused to leave and showed arrogance, Zhang Ye would certainly have a reason not to leave, and he could even be more arbitrarily than him.

Now that guy escaped, no matter how thick-skinned Zhang Ye was, he wouldn't dare to do it again.

Scratching his head, the little guy walked a few steps away, but suddenly returned, and said to the inner courtyard with a reckless look: "Why don't Miss Si meet me, I'm very gentle, I'm not a bad person."

"Puchi..."

It seemed that what he said was fun, the clear and flowery voice inside laughed, but no sound came.

Before the short-haired man left, he clasped his palms together and said, "Miss said that there will be a lecture in the afternoon. If there is a destiny, those who follow the rules will meet each other."

Zhang Yedao: "How can we comply with the rules? You are not "human" at all. You cannot enter if you are above the foundation. It is troublesome."

"Mr. Ji went to the inner city to get the rules." The short-haired man reminded in a low voice in order to thank him, "The saint had a great wish to repay Lan Xue's kindness. The rules are determined for outsiders. People in the inner city must Don't worry, you can bring one person into the Feixuejing Pavilion."

"So that's the case, thank you senior brother." Zhang Ye turned around and left.

No wonder the very ambiguous Mrs. Zhao earlier said that she had a way, and Zhang Ye couldn't see it by herself.

Of course, it is possible to make a hole in Feixuejing Pavilion and rush in, but what's the point of that?The background is as big as the sky, no, there is no violence. . .

Quickly returned to the post house, Zhang Ye found the guy named Zhongping after inquiring, and said at the first sentence: "I want to see Mrs. Zhao, right away."

"Your honored guest will be later." The handsome boy who was born in vain hastily turned around and left.

A moment later, all the waiters in the posthouse left in an instant. [

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and when the fragrant wind hit, the graceful and beautiful Mrs. Zhao opened the door of Zhang Ye's room and came in.

Not in a hurry to talk, she sat down and took a sip of the high-quality snow tea handed by the maid beside her. Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "I finally want to see me, do you want to test the depth of others?"

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Zhang Ye said in a daze, "Ma'am, you misunderstood, Zhang Ye's talent is shallow, and with my strengths, I will never be able to test the depth of Madam."

Mrs. Zhao suddenly burst into a coquettish smile, laughing so that the flowers and branches trembled.

"..." Ziyi, who was within his sea of ​​consciousness, really wanted to give this Xiaobai who was talking nonsense all day long a hard blow.

She inevitably lost her former composure, and said angrily: "You will die if you don't talk nonsense, you are tall and short!"

Uh.

Brother this time is simple.

Seeing this little guy blushing, Mrs. Zhao was really interested and thought he was so funny.

The interesting thing is that Xiaobai is really confused, not pretending to be confused.

Seeing the number of people, Mrs. Zhao had experienced too much scheming and insidiousness, so it was inevitable that she would feel relaxed when facing him, and she found it interesting.

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