Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Five days later.

Covered in blood, she climbed up from the Abyss Sea. She lay on the glacier, panting slightly. The monster beasts in the Abyss Sea were extremely ferocious. After she killed a few, she was able to frighten the other monster beasts.

Facing the blue sky, Fu Zhu's heart slowly calmed down.

She closed her eyes and let herself go. The fatigue of the past few days was relieved at this moment.

An hour later, she sat up and adjusted her Qi.

When Fang Waitian was there, all the spiritual stones on Fu Zhu's body were scattered into the ground. He only hoped that Fang Waitian would be able to breed spiritual veins again in the future.

So now, she has no spiritual stones with her that can restore her spiritual power.

Fu Zhu sat quietly for a while, then suddenly blinked, and the waves washed a spiritual plant that she didn't recognize onto the shore.

Although the spiritual energy has dissipated a lot, the spiritual plant with ice blue leaves is still shining brightly.

Fu Zhu went to the edge of the glacier and picked up the spiritual plant. Between the two ice floes, she saw another spiritual flower petal, close to the ice floe. She reached out and fished it out in the water, and sure enough she found a multi-headed plant with broken petals. Orange flowers.

"It should have fallen out of the body of the Extraordinary Yuanling Beast."

Fu Zhu guessed, looking slightly into the distance, he saw many fallen leaves and fallen flowers floating on the sea surface. As soon as the water splashed, they were swallowed by unknown monsters on the bottom of the sea.

"Fortunately, these monsters will not leave the sea." Fu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up two spiritual plants, found an ice cave, and stayed in it to nurse his injuries.

Thinking that Yuesu might be at Gong's house, Fu Zhu only practiced for one day before preparing to leave Jiyuanhai.

The glacier can't be seen to the end. It's unknown how big it is. It's silent and there is no sign of life at all.

But Fu Zhu knew that there were dangerous monsters living here.

Like the Ice Sword-Wing Butterfly, a ten-thousand-year-old monster, Gong Lianrong said that it also came from the glaciers of the Abyssal Sea.

After knowing that the five-color spiritual realm is the colorful Yuanling Beast, Fu Zhu now understood why the Ice Sword-wing Butterfly in the glacier appeared in the spiritual realm.

It is the food of the colorful Yuanling Beast.

All the monsters in the spiritual realm are food for the colorful Yuanling beasts. They were confused and didn't know that the warm little world was actually a burial ground.

Later, due to the awakening of the colorful Yuanling Beast, they sensed the danger and fled away one after another.

Fu Zhu thought about it carefully and realized that the colorful Yuanling Beast should have awakened when she killed the green jade long-feathered beast and the Ice Sword Wing Butterfly.

The tide of beasts started from that time.

Fu Zhu suddenly focused his eyes and noticed a black shadow swimming under the ice. Its body is slender, hazy, and seems to be one foot long.

Is it a sea snake or some other monster?
Fu Zhu continued to move forward calmly, and the black shadow followed patiently under the ice.

When she stepped on an obviously floating ice surface, a black shadow suddenly rushed out and bit her with bloody fangs!
Fu Zhu half-squinted his eyes, and with a move of his hand, he summoned the sword Shuang Xueming and held out a sword.

The sword light passed quickly and cut a straight line on the monster's abdomen. With a "bang", the monster fell on the glacier, and blood overflowed to the ground and flowed away.

"It turned out to be a dragon."

Fu Zhu stared at the corpse of the monster and sighed softly. When taking the elixir, he found that there were many injuries on its body, which were caused by the spells of the human monks.

"It seems that it wants to swallow me and restore my cultivation."

"But are there any other monks here?"

Fu Zhu released his spiritual consciousness, checked the surroundings, and found no aura of human monks, so he used his sword to pick out the dragon's tendons and put them away.

The monster beast belonging to the dragon family is covered with treasures. I have heard of the talisman beads, so I naturally know the magical power of the dragon tendon. The weapon refiner loves to use it to refine the immortal rope.

The so-called Immortal Binding Rope is just a "gimmick", it's just a nice name. But it is undeniable that ropes made from dragon tendons are extremely difficult to break, and are most useful for binding monks with advanced cultivation.

Fu Zhu washed the sword by the water and Yu Jian left.

……

South China Sea, Feixian Island.

Guests gradually arrived, and the whole island became lively.

The sea breeze blew, and several figures with floating immortal energy came in the form of rainbows with their feet on long swords.

The steward below bowed to greet him, and then more guests arrived.

The old man with an immortal air and a young man wearing a gilded white robe and a sword landed on the square and said with a slight smile: "We have not had a grand ceremony in the South China Sea for many years. I am bringing my grandson to see you." In this world, Steward Lao Mo would like to say hello to your old family master for me."

The young man had a handsome face and said proactively: "I would also like to say congratulations to Shaoqing Sword Immortal for me."

The old man's beard curled up and he glared at the young man. Did he forget his instructions to behave appropriately? The young man didn't take it seriously and smiled brightly.

Manager Mo didn't mind the young man's lack of etiquette at all, and the smile on his face became more genuine, and he said with a smile: "I will definitely help the young master bring the message."

The maid has blessed her body and leads the way.

The Gong family's Feixian Island has an elegant layout, just like a fairyland, with pavilions and pavilions set up at random heights. From a distance, it looks like a palace in the sky.

"The Sword Immortal Ceremony is truly magnificent." The young man sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The old man said calmly: "If you can be like Gong Shaoqing and become a sword immortal in two hundred years, what's the harm if I hold a grander ceremony for you?"

The young man immediately said with a bitter look on his face: "Two hundred years old swordsman must be extremely talented. I am still far from the state of transformation into a god."

"Hmph!" The old man snorted, "You are such a skinny monkey, it's really strange that you still belittle yourself."

Faced with his grandfather's ridicule, the young man shook his head and said: "My grandson is not belittling himself, but he understands himself."

"It's easy to know the enemy, but it's rare to know yourself. My grandson has a very clear understanding of himself, which is also a rare quality."

"Stop." The old man couldn't stand his confidence, so he drove him to sit with his peers and warned him, "Don't get into trouble during the ceremony."

The young man bowed and bowed with a very thorough etiquette: "My grandson, please remember this."

*
Gong Liurong sat up from the bed suddenly. She looked at the smoky blue bed curtain above her head and was stunned for a long time.

Is this her room?

The elegant soothing incense was burning in the room. Gong Lianrong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she pinched her palms to confirm that she had indeed returned to the Gong family and was not dreaming.

The faint sounds of people outside came into the house, and it seemed to be very lively.

Gong Lianrong sat up against the bedside and reached out to pull the golden bell beside the bed. Soon a maid in a green skirt came in.

When she saw that Gong Liirong had woken up, her eyes lit up with joy: "Miss, you are finally awake!"

Gong Lianrong tugged at the lips that were almost stuck together, opened her mouth, and her voice was hoarse, which shocked herself.

The maid quickly handed her a glass of warm water.

Wetting her lips, Gong Liurong opened her mouth again and asked, "What day is it today? Why is it so noisy outside?"

The maid in the green skirt replied respectfully: "Miss, today is Young Master Shaoqing's Sword Immortal Ceremony."

(End of this chapter)