Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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In the starry sky, because of the re-opening of the fairy world, there was a huge commotion, and Ye Bai was probably doomed to miss the re-opening of the fairy world this time.

Maybe the people who missed it were not only Ye Bai, but also many, many others.

Opportunities are fleeting, and no one knows how many opportunities the fairyland will leave for future generations after this looting.But early-advanced monks must have more advantages. This principle is absolutely correct.

Among them, of course, also include monks from the Underworld.

Outside a certain palace in the Underworld, the gate is tightly closed.

Outside the gate, a ghost cultivator with the appearance of an old man shrouded in gray-black mist flew over. After approaching, the old man stood still and shot a finger wind towards the door.

The gray air of restraint that enveloped the door was creepy like a snake, and it took a long time before it dissipated slowly.

"What's the matter?"

The door was not opened, and the voice came.

It was a young man's voice, with a strong majesty in it, and a strong displeasure in the majesty.

"Report to the young master, the fairy world has reopened, and the master let you enter the world of the underworld, looking for opportunities!"

The old man lowered his head and said respectfully.

After the voice fell, the monk behind the door called the young master did not answer for a long time.

The old man waited silently.

"You go and tell the teacher that my cultivation is at a critical moment. This time the fairyland reopens. I won't go there. Let's save it for the next time. My cultivation base is very low. I think I can't help the teacher find anything. Chance."

When the voice of the monk behind the door came again, it had become extremely calm, as if the other party's heart.It's like a lake without a trace of waves.

"The master said, we must go!"

Hearing this, the old man said lightly.

After finishing speaking, the old man cupped his hands and drifted away.

The air of prohibition soon surged again, sealing the door tightly.

The screen turns!

After the hall.The lights faltered.

In the empty hall with a radius of tens of feet, there is only a futon and a ghost cultivator.

Ghost cultivators did not practice sitting on a futon, but with their hands behind their backs.Standing by the futon, looking at the direction of the door with an extremely complicated expression, it was fear and hatred.It is gloomy and cold.

"Old guy. With me as a monk in the middle stage of Lichen, even if I enter the fairy world, what chance can I get? You are afraid of the punishment of heaven, so you dare not take action against me. Are you planning to use someone else's hand to kill me?" ?”

Ghost Xiu said almost gnashing his teeth, and at the end of the sentence, a pair of eyes shot out an unusually sad and angry light.

There was a clucking sound.

This person clenched his fists tightly, as if he was a body of flesh and blood, and made a clucking sound, as if he couldn't control his inner emotions. The sound coming from his throat was like the roar of a wounded beast.

This person, dressed in white, is heroic and domineering.

……

Some people don't want to enter, dare not enter, of course there are some people who want to enter madly, but can't enter.

On the top of a certain high mountain in the vast and boundless world of Huangquan, there is also a young man in white, who is also roaring angrily.

"Damn it, I haven't got the seal card yet, and you've opened it, you've opened it!"

The young man was 27 and eight years old, dressed in a white brocade robe, slender and tall, with a handsome appearance, this kind of handsome and masculine to the extreme, without any femininity. And majestic.

When he drank angrily, fire seemed to come out of his eyes, and his complexion was as gloomy as death, ruining his natural appearance.

And in front of him, there was a crack in the same space that Mu Wuxie entered before, and colorful sword lights shot out from the crack.

"Li Shanhe, if you don't have a boundary card, get out early and don't block our way!"

A voice rang in the mind of the man in white.

This person turned out to be the long-lost Li Shanhe?

The man in white woke up with a start, his eyes flashed, and he looked into the sky on the left.

I saw two silhouettes of ghost cultivators, driving two sword lights, one red and one blue, coming side by side.

One is an old man in floral clothes. This old man looks a little ugly. He is bald and has one eye missing, but the other eye emits an unusually bright light. There is an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

The other person is a tall young man in blue robe, handsome in appearance, but no matter in appearance or demeanor, he is inferior to the man in white, but he is in the late stage of Lichen.

"Li Shanhe, I think you should hurry back to find your teacher, maybe he has a seal card in his hand, but you'd better run faster, ten years will pass quickly."

The blue-robed man's voice was not salty, and seemed to be reminding Li Shanhe, but no matter how he heard it, there was a sense of ridicule, and the man looked at Li Shanhe with jealousy hidden in his eyes.

The two approached quickly, and without a sound, an invisible force had been emitted, sweeping towards Li Shanhe.

call--

Li Shanhe was only in the early stage of Lichen, how could he resist the magic power of two late stage monks, he was swept aside, and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body.

Li Shanhe was still angry at first, but after the two arrived, he calmed down instantly, so calm that he was unusually calm. After a pair of tiger eyes glanced at the two of them for a few times, he turned and left without saying a word.

It seemed timid and embarrassed, but in the eyes of the old man in floral clothes and the man in blue robe, his expressions froze fiercely.

"This kid, I can't bear it."

The old man in floral clothes smiled evilly and praised.

The man in the blue robe said with deep eyes: "A genius who died halfway, if he endured the humiliation and survived without knowing it, then he died for nothing. Unfortunately, if his teacher was not an ordinary monk, I really want to Kill him now, if this son grows up, it must be no small matter."

The killing intent was not concealed.

The old man in the flowered clothes smiled and said: "Don't waste time, we will enter the fairy world immediately."

"kindness."

The man in the blue robe nodded, and took out the seal card.Together with the old man, fly into the space crack.

Don't mention the two, but talk about Li Shanhe, after flying away.In the depths of his eyes, a strong murderous intent gradually emerged, and his handsome face became more and more gloomy.

"Next time, next time, I must enter the fairy world!"

Li Shanhe swore secretly in his heart.His eyes are dark and firm.

……

In the Underworld, because of the reopening of the Immortal World, it caused a great shock among many monks who knew about it.

But all of this has nothing to do with Ye Bai, he is still cultivating crazily in the purple bead.

In such a situation.Ye Bai really couldn't find anything else to do besides cultivation, he already had quite a lot of fairy stones in his hands.Especially when he entered the Black Temple last time, Ye Bai killed many Wind Clan monks and captured many.

Even if some were given to Qiu Zhen, according to Ye Bai's estimate.The rest should still be enough to cultivate to the late stage of Lichen, but I want to hit the early stage of Starry Sky.I'm afraid there are still some shortcomings.

Among the purple beads, there was no sound at all.

Ye Bai sat cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and performing the Big Dipper Immortal Art.

Beside him, there are a large number of white or gray fairy stones.Wrap him up.

And under his buttocks is Tongtian Immortal Baohong's purple futon.On the surface of the red purple futon, colorful rays of light bloomed, forming an egg-like mask that completely enveloped Ye Bai's body, and two pieces of broken crystal light, one gold and one silver, filled every corner of the mask.

call!

A whistling sound like a tornado blowing by Ye Bai's side rang out non-stop. The immortal energy contained in the massive fairy stones outside Ye Bai seemed to have been summoned most strongly, rolling at an incredible speed. It rushed in, was absorbed by Ye Bai's body, and went straight into the dantian.

Before Ye Bai, he was preoccupied with all kinds of worries and had no time to concentrate on cultivation.

Now, under the circumstances of the accident, apart from cultivation, there is no other distraction. Of course, even if you can't let go, there is no other way.

Time, and the immortal energy contained in each piece of immortal stone, passed together.

On this day, Ye Bai finally opened his eyes, and the two tiger eyes were radiant, as if the immortal energy absorbed in, because too much and too fast, before it had time to enter the dantian, it flowed out from the eye sockets, frightening extreme.

Looking out of the bead, one can see the purple bead floating in the space of the sky fire boiling gold furnace, being hit by wisps of red air current, swaying left and right.

Ye Bai's eyes flashed, he stood up, first put away the red futon, and then released the purple bead.

Out of the purple bead is the space inside the furnace where the sky fire cooks gold.

Putting away the purple beads, Ye Bai had a thought, as if a cover had been lifted from the red space above his head, a piece of white shot down.

With a flash of Ye Bai's figure, he soared into the sky and stepped out of the Tianhuo gold stove.

The air of restraint surged outside him, and the sword restraint he arranged was obviously touched.

Ye Bai's arrangement is quite ingenious. After the sword ban is touched, the forbidden air will attack the sky fire gold cooking stove in the center of the ban. After the sky fire gold cooking stove is attacked, Baoling will attack Zizhu again. In this way, Ye Bai in the bead will immediately feel it.

"Qingpao, there are new monks entering the Mirror Abyss, cough—the master wants you to arrest them immediately, as long as ghost cultivators, flesh and blood monks, cough—the master rewards you, you can do whatever you want, cough cough—"

Ye Bai was about to see who was disturbing him, when an old and hoarse voice came.

Following the sound, the monk who spoke was a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of Lichen, with a gray hair and a hunchback figure. He should be an old man, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, because the old man kept his head down and coughed violently, as if he was seriously ill. Like sickness.

The old man stood outside the sword barrier, and after saying this, he slightly arched his hands, and without another word, he turned and walked towards the distance. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the jungle of light mirrors.

Ye Bai withdrew his gaze, and a helpless wry smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.

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