Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 89 [Human Chang'e enters Zizhou Mansion]

Although Chang Xi changed her clothes, her cold temperament was not completely restrained. She put on linen clothes to cover up her earthly aura, but she had a different style.

The change in temperament did not cover up Chang Xi's beauty. She lost the aura of a Chuchen fairy, but gained a touch of weakness.

Stepping on the rocky ground with bare feet made Chang Xi's face slightly painful.

Although Xuanyin's spiritual energy changes endlessly, it is all immersed in her body. Without the protection of magic power, her body looks a little fragile.

Although Chang Xi was in some pain, it was still within the tolerable range, and he walked towards the top of the mountain step by step with faltering steps.

As the saying goes: Wangshan is a dead horse. Chang Xi doesn't understand this road. There is no road up the mountain in Zizhou Prefecture. Even among the famous mountains and rivers, the immortals all travel in the clouds and mist. How can they be willing to take the mountain road.

This also hindered Chang Xi's progress like never before. The branches and branches slipped a scar on his snow-like skin, and his ragged clothes exposed the snow-white skin, making him look extremely embarrassed.

She was even about to cry. If she hadn't been afraid of getting too close and being noticed by Zhang Yan, she would have landed directly at Zizhou Mansion.

However, Huangtian paid off, and after walking for dozens of days, she finally arrived at the gate of Zizhou Mansion. At this time, she looked as embarrassed as she could, and her expression was miserable. It was obvious that she had been greatly hindered along the way.

If the hatred in her heart hadn't been lingering in her heart for a long time, Chang Xi might have given up long ago.

When she came to the Zizhou Mansion Cave Mansion, she was immediately attracted by the scene in front of her.

Colorful flowers bloom all over the land, and there are no seasonal distinctions between flowers here.

In the center of the endless sea of ​​flowers stands a splendid gold and jade palace. The palace has four corners, corresponding to the four poles of heaven and earth. There is a faint brilliance falling from time to time, like a fairy palace.

Between the sea of ​​flowers in front, there is a secluded path. The path is completely paved with innate spiritual stones, winding and ruggedly leading to the main hall.

"so beautiful!"

Chang Xi lost consciousness for a while, thinking that above the Lunar Star, there was only the endless barren land. Under the abundant energy of Xuanyin, there was only the endless white snow and the sweet-scented osmanthus trees that covered the earth.

Compared with this Zizhou Mansion, Guanghan Palace is as barren as it is, completely incomparable.

"who are you?"

A weak voice came from the front, awakening Chang Xi who was immersed in beauty.

The sound seemed to appear out of thin air, but although Chang Xi's magic power was restrained, the power of her mind was still there. She naturally knew that the sound came from the endless sea of ​​flowers.

However, at this time, she was transformed into a human mortal, so naturally she did not dare to point out the visitor so blatantly, but looked around pretending to be confused.

"Who? Who can speak again."

The voice did not directly answer Chang Xi's question, but said with a smile: "Hehe, how did you, a mortal, get up here?"

"Zizhou Mansion? Could it be the fairy mountain where the Saint Master lives?"

Chang Xi pretended to be excited, "Finally I found it."

"I would like to inform you that I am from the Black Rock Tribe of the human race and I want to see the Holy Master."

"Human Race!"

Ziwei's voice was hesitant, and then she paused, because she then remembered that her master seemed to be a member of the human race.

"Just wait a moment, I'll go make a report."

Ziwei didn't know why the woman in front of her came to Zhang Yan, but since she was a member of his master's clan, she naturally didn't dare to make things difficult.

Not long after, a gap appeared in the restriction in front of Chang Xi, which was just enough for her to enter. “My master has ordered me to bring you to meet him.”

As the voice fell, a crape myrtle flower slowly bloomed with dazzling light in the sea of ​​flowers, turning into a woman with long purple hair.

A charming smile appeared on Ziwei's delicate face, "Please come in."

A hint of horror appeared on Chang Xi's weak expression. Of course, this was all fake. Although she had never acted, deceiving is a natural skill for women.

Chang Xi stepped onto the sea of ​​flowers with bare feet and followed Ziwei towards the distant hall.

The path under his feet seemed to be blessed by formations. Chang Xi walked with his current mortal body, covering a distance of hundreds of feet with one step.

This is also to take care of Chang Xi. The territory of Zizhou Mansion is huge, and the central hall is even more far away. With the strength of an ordinary person's body, it will not be possible to get close to the hall within a few decades.

As he slowly moved forward, the hall that came into view was hundreds of times larger than what he saw from a distance.

The huge palace is like a huge mountain range in front of you, magnificent and majestic.

The door of the main hall alone is hundreds of feet tall. If an ordinary person stands in front of it, it is like a huge stone wall.

When she got here, Ziwei stopped and said, "The master is waiting for you inside, you can go in on your own."

As he said that, he saw the door that was hundreds of feet open without any wind, and pushed it open half way, enough to accommodate ordinary people inside.

"Thank you fairy for leading the way."

Chang Xi saluted Ziwei politely, and then stepped inside with a determined look.

It would be a lie to say that he was not frightened. Everyone knew what kind of person Zhang Yan was, who was famous throughout the world. Chang Xi also heard a lot about Zhang Yan along the way.

It is said that he is a living Shura, with a ferocious face, a mouth full of fangs, and eats hundreds of little demons every day. Others say that he is a humble gentleman and a human saint master.

At this point, Chang Xi could not retreat and had no choice but to move forward.

The hall was not dark at all. The ceiling seemed to be made of colored glaze, drawing all the light from the sky into it, making the entire hall shine with golden light, just like the residence of an immortal.

The hall was huge. Chang Xi stood in it as big as a baby. There were various spiritual beads around as ornaments. Along the front of the hall, a young man sat cross-legged on a mat.

The young man was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, his face was as white as jade, his facial features were slender, his slender hair was tied behind his back, and he had the aura of an immortal from the world.

Chang Xi calmed down a little, at least he was not a man with a livid face and a fierce face and fangs, which also made her feel a little better.

In an instant, Chang Xi noticed a look staring at her, which made her heart beat uncontrollably.

Chang Xi followed his gaze and saw that he had crossed thousands of feet and appeared at the young man's feet.

"Are you from the Black Rock Tribe?"

Facing Zhang Yan's inquiry, Chang Xi's heart sank slightly, and she softly said, "Chang'e, the daughter of the leader of the Black Rock Tribe, has met the Holy Master."

"I hope the Holy Master will show mercy."

Chang Xi said, tears welling up in his eyes, looking at Zhang Yan pitifully.

"Chang'e."

Zhang Yan's mouth curved, revealing an unexplained smile.

(End of this chapter)