Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 573: The Fairyland on Earth (Four thousand more updates)
Hearing the woman in white suddenly mention "Tongtian Pavilion", Song Qingming, who was already a little intoxicated in his mind, suddenly had a flash of clarity in his eyes, and returned his attention to the woman in white opposite.

"Song Qingming, I am a monk who entered Tongtian Pavilion and participated in the trial. Naturally, what I am asking for is to get some guidance here so that I can improve my cultivation in the future."

Facing Song Qingming's answer, the woman in white raised her lips slightly and smiled sweetly. She nodded and said, "As I thought, everyone who has come here over the years, including you, has basically been given to me. The answers are basically the same.

However, I still want to ask one more question, what is the purpose of friend Daoist Song to improve his cultivation? Is he just here for the path of immortality like others like them? "

"The main purpose of monks who devote themselves to cultivating Taoism is to ascend to the immortal world and live forever in the future, and Song is no exception to this." Song Qingming replied calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Song, do you think my Tongtian Pavilion can compare with the fairyland in your mind?"

"Although I have never seen what the real fairy world looks like, this place is full of fairy spirit, gorgeous and not tacky. It is indeed similar to the fairy world I imagined." Song Qingming glanced around, admiring with envy on his face One sentence.

Hearing this, the woman in white smiled and continued: "This Tongtian Pavilion has become a world of its own, immortal for thousands of years. If you come here for the road to immortality, it will be a great opportunity for you.

The cup of fairy tea in front of you already contains the origin of heaven and earth of Tongten Pavilion. As long as you drink this cup of fairy tea, you can stay in this fairy world like us and enjoy immortality forever. "

"As long as you stay here, you can enjoy immortality?" Hearing the woman in white say these words seriously, Song Qingming couldn't help but have a trace of doubt on his face.

"Indeed, since fellow Taoist can come here, you should also know something. This world has existed for countless years. If we are not still alive here, how can we still have a chance to see you if we don't live forever? ”

As soon as the woman in white finished speaking, the two maids waiting on the side also echoed in Song Qingming's ears:
"The master is right. We have lived here for more than a few years. We have never had to worry about birth, old age, illness, or death. We enjoy drinking and having fun every day. This place is much more wonderful than the fairyland!"

"That's right! Anyone can go to the fairy world. After working hard for a lifetime, in the end, you can only perish halfway. If you stay here, you can not only enjoy immortality, be worry-free for the rest of your life, but also be high. Please come and enjoy the endless food and wine here with us.”

There was a hint of coquettishness and seductiveness in the tone of the two people's words. They were close to Song Qingming, and the fragrance exuding from their bodies made Song Qingming's face glow with a hint of red.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song. After drinking this cup of fairy tea that brings the origin of this world, you will be the master of this place like me. As long as you stay here, you will live forever and won't have any worries." , as long as you don’t want to, no one can come in and disturb you.”

As the woman in white spoke, she picked up the teacup on her desk and took the initiative to give Song Qingming a small demonstration.

After slowly pouring the immortal tea from the cup into her mouth, the woman in white then closed her eyes with a look of aftertaste on her face, as if what she had just drank was a rare delicacy in the world.

When the woman in white opened her eyes again, Song Qingming's hand had reached out involuntarily and took the initiative to pick up the teacup on her table.

The alluring aroma of the light green tea in the cup seemed to be a little richer, making Song Qingming's eyes reveal a trace of reluctance, as if he couldn't bear to drink it so quickly.

Just as everyone in the hall was waiting expectantly for Song Qingming to drink this cup of "fairy tea", after a long time, Song Qingming took the initiative to open his eyes and put down the teacup in his hand.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Song?" Seeing that Song Qingming's eyes had reopened, and there was no trace of obsession before, the woman in white asked again with a confused look on her face.

Song Qingming replied calmly: "It is indeed a good cup of tea, but I am still used to the taste of my own spiritual tea, so I won't waste your cup of fairy tea here!
Being able to experience the fairyland here makes me almost lose control. However, besides immortality, there are many things in the next life. I really cannot stay with you. I am afraid I will disappoint you! "After saying that, Song Qingming stood up on his own initiative, ignored everyone in the hall, turned around and walked out.

Seeing this sudden and unexpected scene, the two maids on the side quickly stepped forward to stop Song Qingming.

Just when their jade hands were about to touch Song Qingming's clothes, a burst of golden light suddenly lit up, sending the two men flying away immediately.

"Ah!" After a soft scream sounded in the air, the two maids in the air suddenly turned into a burst of white mist and disappeared before Song Qingming's eyes.

The surrounding girls who were still playing music immediately let out a few sounds of panic when they saw this, and began to flee in all directions. Soon, only Song Qingming and the woman in white were left in the hall.

"Hey! Wouldn't it be nice to stay? When did you come out of my charm?"

Song Qingming smiled slightly, shook his head and replied: "Haha! In fact, from the very beginning when I came here, I knew that this was a trial. Indeed, I am also a greedy person. If it weren't for practicing a secret method, My soul is relatively powerful, and I almost fell into your trap!"

"I have practiced the Divine Soul Technique, and it is indeed the case. No wonder I miscalculated this time. I should have given you another trial if I had known earlier!"

After the woman in white laughed at herself, she waved her jade hand gently in front of Song Qingming's face. Soon, the splendid color in the hall instantly cracked, and then disappeared without a trace, and the place where the two stood became a place. In a small, empty room.

After doing all this, the woman in white smiled slightly at Song Qingming, and then turned into a white light and flew directly towards Song Qingming.

Song Qingming's expression changed when he saw this, and he raised his hand and released a yellow shield in front of him. What he didn't expect was that when the white light touched his shield, it penetrated the shield without being affected at all. , and then submerged into Song Qingming's body.

After the white light entered his body, Song Qingming suddenly felt a huge amount of information appear in his mind, which made him freeze in place, unable to move.

On the second floor above "Tongtian Pavilion", Li Mufeng and others who had already met had just walked out of a secret room with disappointed faces and came out of a somewhat narrow passage.

"I said there must be nothing inside, but you just don't believe it, Old Ghost Zheng. Look, you've wasted a lot of time! If the monsters get to the main hall first, the Wanling Sect's gang will inevitably laugh at us. "

Hearing Situ Yan's endless chatter, Zheng Zitong said with disdain: "Huh! Why didn't you speak when you were about to go in? Now, brother, you can speak. If a spiritual object is really found inside, I'm afraid that's not what you said in this conversation. ”

Li Mufeng nodded and said with a smile: "Haha! Although there will be some spiritual objects in these secret rooms, the places they appear every time are unpredictable. Finding things depends entirely on luck. Our luck is indeed bad. "Yes! Everyone, it's better to hurry up and move forward. If you can't find anything here, it's bad luck. If you go in too late, everything will fall into the hands of others, and we have no reason to go back." Blame your luck."

After Situ Yan, who was walking in front, spoke again to urge them, they looked at each other and hurriedly walked forward along the passage with a smile.

After Li Mufeng and others left, not long after, a graceful figure in red appeared again where they had just left.

"Fortunately, the restrictions in this place can isolate the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul monks, which saves me a lot of energy in following them."

Huofeng stepped forward and glanced at the secret room that Li Mufeng and others had entered, then stood there and smiled and muttered to himself before continuing to follow slowly forward.

In another passage on the second floor, the Blood Demon Patriarch, Gu Daoyun, and Mo Yunting, three demonic Nascent Soul monks, worked hard to smash a stone puppet beast blocking the passage ahead, and then came to a secret room ahead. in front of the door.

After the Blood Demon Ancestor glanced at the stone door, he turned to Gu Daoyun and asked: "Brother Gu, there is a secret room here, should we go in and take a look!"

Gu Daoyun glanced at Shimen, shook his head and said: "The chance of getting good things here is too low. There is no need to waste too much time here. If we want to get things from the main hall, we'd better hurry up before them." Go in first.

I didn't come in this time to accompany you to find these useless things. If I delay my time in going in and don't get anything in the end, you two don't blame me for being unkind. "

"Haha! Brother Gu is a little worried about what he said. The three of us joined forces this time. Although we are still unable to defeat the righteous monks or the demon clan, it is not difficult to seize a few treasures from their hands while taking advantage of the chaos. "

Seeing that Gu Daoyun's face was already somewhat displeased, Mo Yunting reassured him. Among the three of them, Gu Daoyun had the strongest magical power. He would be the key to the success of the next treasure hunt. At this time, he and the Blood Demon Elder Zu still dare not offend him casually.

After Mo Yunting finished speaking, the Blood Demon Ancestor immediately echoed, turned and left the door of the secret room, and the three of them quickly continued walking forward.

The same is true in several other places. The nearly twenty Nascent Soul monks who dominate the Fuyun Mountains are divided into several different camps, each walking in a passage. However, when these passages finally meet, But they are all in the same location.

After spending half a day, Song Qingming, who had been standing there, finally digested the large amount of information he had just received in his mind and regained control of his body.

"I didn't expect that the reward for passing the trial would be something like this. It's no wonder that some people can achieve breakthroughs in cultivation after going out." After Song Qingming lowered his head and muttered to himself, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

After passing the previous trial, when the white light transformed by the woman in white entered Song Qingming's body, a large amount of memories immediately appeared in his mind.

This memory is a complete memory of all the cultivation parts of a monk starting from the Qi Refining Stage and breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Although everyone practices different techniques, being able to obtain all the training experience of a complete Nascent Soul cultivator must be of great help to an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

Normally speaking, even if you are a direct disciple of your master, there are very few people who can teach you so much. If you can take the initiative to help you solve your doubts when you encounter something that you don’t understand in your practice, it is already considered a first-rate person. A very responsible preaching teacher.

With the reward of this memory of cultivation, Song Qingming will have an additional mentor in his future cultivation path. At least before the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation path will be better than that of other ordinary golden elixir monks. Walked some more.

After digesting the memories in his mind, Song Qingming began to look around again, only to find that he was in a small closed secret room.

"Isn't it said that if you pass the trial, you will have a chance to get other rewards? Why is there nothing here? Is it outside?"

After thinking about it in his mind, Song Qingming touched the bronze mask that had reappeared on his face, came to the door of the secret room, opened the door and walked out.

This bronze mask was exchanged for a second-level medium-grade magic weapon at a monk exchange meeting in Guiyunfang when Song Qingyu was looking for pill-forming spiritual objects a few years ago. This time Song Qingming went out for convenience. , so he borrowed this thing from her.

Although I don't know if this thing is as good as the seller boasted, it can isolate the gentlemen of Nascent Soul monks from prying, but Song Qingming has tried it himself, and wearing this mask can still block the spiritual consciousness of ordinary Golden Core monks.

After walking out of the secret room he was in, Song Qingming came to a long passage. He raised his eyes and looked around, only to find that there were many secret rooms in the same place as the one he just walked out of.

Most of these secret rooms are closed, and only two or three stone doors have been opened.

Song Qingming walked in and took a look, and found that it was just like the place where he had just stayed. It was also empty, and not even a shadow could be found.

After thinking for a moment, Song Qingming randomly selected a secret room that was still closed, and stepped forward to try to push open the stone door. At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up at the door of the secret room, pushing him directly as he approached. He pushed back with such force that Song Qingming took more than ten steps back and almost failed to regain his footing.

"What a powerful restriction!"

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