Chapter 112 Zhuting, Monk

(Collection!!! Mu Liu shouted for collection!!!!!)

Seven-star Xuanmo Volume 2 Alien Fairy Road

Chapter 112 Bamboo Pavilion, Friar

"The strong man, stay!" Liu Wu looked at the fading black figure and finally became anxious: "Immortal, immortal master, stay!" Liu Wu's excitement at this time can be imagined that the living immortals, which are rarely seen by mortals, actually appeared in front of him like this. This is really the smoke of the ancestral grave, the blessings and opportunities cultivated in 800 lifetimes. If you can be taken as a disciple by the immortals to practice immortal spells, then won't you really live immortality? Even if you don't like your immortals, even if you do a handyman for the immortals, it's definitely better than you are now. What if the fairy is happy to give himself an elixir so that he will live immortally?

Therefore, as soon as he saw the man in black go further and further, Liu Wu finally shouted desperately. At the same time, he ran excitedly, regardless of the mud and water on the ground sticking to his shiny clothes, as if he had to catch up with the man in black in front of him.

Under the shout of Liu Wu's "immortal master", the figure of the man in black seemed to pause, but Liu Wu still had time to be happy. The black figure, which was still clearly visible, suddenly blurred, and then slowly disappeared in Liu Wu's shocked eyes.

Liu Wu stopped and stood still, allowing the fine raindrops to hit his body. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and the boss with an open mouth seemed to be shocked.

"Immortal, what a fairy!"

It was raining, and only Liu Wu stood on the path and looked at the place where the man in black disappeared.

The man in black is naturally Jiyang who has come out of the falling star peak. Three months ago, after learning from Ximen Molian that he could enter Haobaimen through this opportunity to recruit and repair, Jiyang began to prepare for everything today. First of all, he easily accumulated the 10,000 points he wanted for mining through some interpersonal relationships of Han, thus obtaining After being free, he returned to the Falling Star Valley two and a half months ago.

Then he found a secluded small valley outside the five mountains and worked hard for two and a half months. It was not until three days ago that he broke through the barrier. After three days of driving, Jiyang naturally arrived at this famous mountain today, because the mountainside of this famous mountain is the one that Haobaimen recruited for free repairs. The real place.

In the past two months, Jiyang has been fully prepared. Although he heard Ximen Molian say that it is very difficult for Sanxiu to enter Haobaimen, he believes that it is not a problem to obtain the qualification to enter the sect with his own series of means.

Although he has now come out of the falling star peak, Jiyang has no intention of finding the dark-hearted viewer. In fact, according to Jiyang's nature, he can't wait to go directly to the five mountains to smash the old man to get rid of his great hatred, but because the old guy is also a disciple of Haobaimen, it is not easy for him to kill, so Jiyang can only wait for a chance to kill this man in the future. The revenge.

"Wo--" gently exhaled a turbid breath, and Jiyang's figure slowly appeared on the mountainside. Although there was still light rain in the sky, there was no rain on his body, and even the bucket hat on his head was not stained with an inch of rain. If someone had excellent eyesight, it would It was found that every inch of rain falling from the sky, it automatically scattered to both sides. It seemed that the rain was actively avoiding Jiyang, which was very strange.

"What a difficult boy. If he hadn't used this phantom, he would have been unable to get rid of some unnecessary trouble." Jiyang touched his nose and seemed to be crying or laughing. It was the first time he was forced to be like this by a mortal.

Looking up slightly, Jiyang looked at the thin fog and looked at his face, which also showed a little strangeness: "Is this the mountainside? It seems that the fog is a little strange. However, this can only stop some mortals. Immortal practitioners like me have no effect at all.

With a gentle smile, Jiyang's original dark eyes suddenly emitted an inch-long green light, which was very strange through the black veil covering his face.

"Sure enough, this little trick is not difficult for immortals." Jiyang seemed to be unaware of the green light coming out of his eyes, and under the corners of his mouth, he stepped directly into the mist that all mortals were almost frightened.

As soon as Jiyang stepped into the mist, his steps suddenly became strange. First, he took seven steps forward, then three steps back, then took a small half a step to the side, and then twisted his other foot and took a few steps diagonally forward again, which was very strange.

Although the expression on his face is extremely relaxed, in fact, Jiyang is also very happy. If he hadn't learned this eye technique earlier and could see through some low-level small illusions, he would really not have been able to get out of this mist, because this layer of mist is just a very low-level small illusion array, although It has no effect on immortals, but for some mortals, it is an insurmountable barrier for a lifetime, because you can't want to go out of this small fantasy array without seeing through the illusion. And this is the real reason why so many mortals are trapped in it.

After all, the illusion is really weird. There are no special ways to do whether what he shows is true or false. After all, if there is a cliff ahead, do you really dare to jump? Although everything in the illusion array is true or false, who dares to jump? What if that cliff is real?

This is the terrible place for his illusion.

However, the small illusion array in front of him has no challenge or threat to Jiyang. Under the observation of Tianyan, all the scenes in the illusion array have no escape, and they are all truly displayed in front of Jiyang.

In this way, after Jiyang shook two or three teas back and forth in the mist with an extremely strange pace, a path suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes suddenly became bright.

The corners of Jiyang's mouth were slightly up, and he knew that he had walked out of the illusion that was as difficult in the eyes of mortals. In fact, the illusion array is also a test for their scattered cultivation. If even the simplest illusion array cannot be broken through, then this immortal cultivater is not qualified to join Haobaimen. Haobaimen is also a sect of immortal cultivation. For long-term reasons, the senior management of Haobaimen will definitely be better than abuse. Otherwise, if any kind of scattered cultivation can be added to Haobaimen, I'm afraid that this Haobaimen will soon disappear and be completely annihilated in the smoke of history.

Jiyang smiled and left the mist and slowly stepped on the path. At this time, the surrounding scenery changed slightly. At the moment Jiyang stepped out, the mist behind him suddenly disappeared, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed greatly.

The surrounding world seems to have been pulled away from the curtain on the stage, revealing its true face. The path is not long, only 20 or 30 meters long. At the end of the path is a green pavilion. The pavilion is crisp and emitting a faint fragrance. Jiyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the materials of the green pavilion. The rough traces of those sections are clearly the appearance of bamboo being cut off. The faint fragrance is obviously floating down from these bamboos. Jiyang looked at the whole green pavilion without any color, and it was completely made of this strange bamboo.

It was the first time he saw this pavilion made entirely made of bamboo, so he was a little surprised, but this was just a surprise. Jiyang, who came to his senses, stood still and observed the surrounding scene quietly. The first thing that caught his eye was a man and a woman in the center of the Cui Pavilion. White figure.

Both of them are dressed in white shirts. The man is extremely burly, seven or eight feet tall, several heads higher than Jiyang, and behind him is still carrying a dark sword. The sword is cold and shining, much bigger than the man, and looks quite imposing.

Although the woman standing next to the man is not as beautiful as the few women Jiyang has seen, she is small, her eyebrows are upright and heroic.