Chapter 407 Initial

"The bottom is Zhongtiao Mountain, Master, do you want to announce the Lord of Zhongtiao Mountain, that Zhao Xianren came to visit?"

The talking girl wears a feather coat, and her appearance is hidden behind the veil. She can only hear her sweet and crisp voice, just like a fairy pearl falling on the jade plate, which is ecstatic.

"No, what does a little fairy know?"

The fairy's eyelids did not move in front of the day palace, and she closed her eyes and said.

The girl in feather clothes seemed to be a little unhappy. When the fairy closed her eyes to refresh herself, she secretly took a look at her, and then turned to the other side: "But Zhao Xianren is at least the lord of a blessed land. Maybe she knows where the god dog lost by the master is. Don't you think so, sister?"

"What the princess said is very true, but I think the master has planned for a long time."

The one who is called a senior sister is also a girl, at least in appearance. She sat cross-legged, with a plain face facing the sky, with a faint smile on her face. Her long cherry-red hair fluttered in the white smokey day palace, and she was meditating and practicing.

Hearing the senior sister's words, the little princess smiled with satisfaction and looked at her senior sister with a little closerness.

It's not only miserable to be forced to worship this difficult woman as a teacher. If it hadn't been for a kind senior sister who was a little too kind, my life would have been really hard.

With a secret sigh, the little princess thought silently in her heart, and her eyes were on the beautiful and touching senior sister, and she couldn't help but have a trace of sympathy.

He has a weak nature, but he has followed such a strong master. I think the senior sister must have suffered a lot over the years. Who told her to come from Penglai Fairy Mountain? If she was born in Jiuyuanzhou and has been familiar with it since she was a child, she would never be so kind and good to anyone.

The little princess played with the corner of her clothes and thought about saying something.

Even if this senior sister is good at all kinds of good, she is also dissatisfied with her. The senior sister is very fond of practice, but whenever she has nothing to do, she and the master are one with each other, swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the day palace. Cultivation is naturally good, but there is no need to open and close your eyes to practice, eat and sleep, and also practice. What's more, in these days in the Day Palace, the little princess has never seen her senior sister take action. In her mind, cultivation is to fight, to fight, otherwise who will work hard for thousands of years.

Such a senior sister who hates fighting, why does she practice so hard?

As soon as her eyes lit up, the little princess suddenly said, "Sister, why don't I ask my father to help you find a Taoist couple?" Don't worry, even if the person I choose for you is not a genius, he is definitely a handsome talent who will not be born. What do you think, senior sister?"

The hair drooped in her ears. The woman opened her eyes and smiled inexplicably: "Thank you for your kindness, but your sister already has a Taoist couple."

Hearing this, the little father-in-law advocated a big mouth, looked at her senior sister with stunned eyes, and then turned to the motionless fairy.

"Does Master also know?"

"Of course I know." The red-haired girl replied.

"Then why have I never seen him?" The little princess is still a little unbelievable.

At this moment, the smoke and clouds on the day palace steamed and suddenly pulled the huge day into the dark clouds.

"Is there a stranger?" The little princess is naturally intelligent and knows all kinds of actions of her master.

Opening the thick dark clouds, the little princess stretched out her head and looked at several figures on the ground that had just passed the middle mountain.

"It turned out to be a few real people."

While speaking, the little princess looked up at her senior sister, but unexpectedly found that the senior sister had stopped practicing and looked down at the clouds like her.

......

"Bochen, why did you stop?"

At the foot of Zhongtiao Mountain, Wuhua turned around and looked at An Bochen.

The boundary of the mountains in Zhongtiao is more than a hundred miles, and the rocks are brown copper-colored, but they are due to the copper mine under the stone. This is the ninth blessed land that the four people have passed. The owner of these blessed lands is not more than the four immortal realms, and the lowest level is even the Yuanying realm, which is equivalent to a divine master.

is clearly different from that of Wuzhen Haidu. The distribution of strength is very uneven, and it can even be said to be chaotic. Some caves are blessed with true immortals and are in charge of the sect, while others only have Yuanyingjing. In this way, the four people were given the opportunity to take advantage of it. Even they themselves did not expect that after being sent to Dongtianfudi by the king of Dongyue, they could ** and were not found for two days and nights.

In addition to An Bochen, there are also Wuhua, Zhang Bushi and the First Wang Feng.

Originally, An Bochen planned to go on an envoy alone. He couldn't resist Wuhua and Zhang Bushi, so he had to take them with him, but he didn't expect that the first Wang Feng also volunteered to be brave. For this reason, An Bochen did not ask in detail and wanted to have something to do with Yue Qingqing. It happened that the king of Dongyue also gave him four places. Using the four fine works killed by An Bochen, he cast a spell to change the shape, avoid the ears and eyes of the cave, and send the four people of An Bochen to the cave.

Looking at the dark clouds with white light in the sky, An Bochen only felt his heart beating faster, and an extremely familiar feeling gushed out from the bottom of his heart, which made it difficult for him to move away for a while.

But he can't operate his eyesight. The breath on the dark clouds is too huge. An Bochen doesn't want to be out of the way. Look at the dark clouds that don't mean to stop. The people on the cloud should not have found them.

"It's okay. Keep moving forward."

Shaking his head, An Bochen flew eastward, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly drifted westward.

Not long after, the four of them passed the Zhongtiao mountain boundary smoothly, and what they didn't see was a towering stone pillar.

The stone pillar stands in a purple steaming abyss, high and infinitely. The top of the stone pillar is supported by a group of white clouds, which looks spectacular.

"This should be the boundary between heaven and earth."

Zhang Bushi whispered, and everyone was clear.

The cave is a general name, including thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed land. The blessed land is on the ground. The cave is naturally high, and there are mountains and rivers up and down. Although some of it violates the laws of heaven and earth, this cave heaven and earth is the area refined and cast by the ancient immortals, which cannot be inferred by common sense.

"I'm not in a hurry. Let's rest here for half a day."

Looking at the stone pillar of the abyss not far away, An Bochen said.

Hearing this, the first Wang Feng looked different: "But there are only five days left."

Before leaving, the king of Dongyue told everyone that in seven days, Wuzhen Haidu would fight against Dongtianfudi. That is to say, An Bochen must send the war book to the high-level officials of Dongtianfudi within seven days, the sooner the better. If this deadline is passed, the war letter will be meaningless. Submit the war letter in advance. As a so-called envoy, An Bochen and the other four may still have a glimmer of vitality. After this deadline, An Bochen and others will not know what will end.

"Are you really going to throw yourself into the trap?"

Wuhua looked at the first Wang Feng and laughed.

"Is it possible that we are wandering around in the cave, hiding in Tibet, and dragging on until the end of the war? How much do you think we are likely to survive?

The first Wang Feng was unwilling to show weakness and looked coldly at Wuhua.

The two of them have argued a lot about this issue along the way. Wuhua wanted to take this opportunity to get out of the control of the King of Dongyue and be free from then on, and the first Wang Feng wanted to deliver the letter of war.

Wuhua was impatient to be called around by the king of Dongyue. He was worried all day long. The first Wang Feng was worried about the Yue Qingqing who stayed in the five towns, for fear that there would be any mistakes and repeat the mistakes of those years.

"Even if you go to deliver the war letter, there are still more than five days left."

An Bochen against the first king.

The first Wang Feng's expression eased slightly, and Wuhua sneered: "In Dongyue, you have enough of the anger of the King of Dongyue, and you have to come to endure humiliation and bear the burden... When will such a day come to an end? Maybe as soon as our war letter was handed over, we would be taken down the head and sacrifice flag.

Among the four people, Zhang Bushi is the oldest, and he is quite calm when talking about this matter all the way.

Looking at An Bochen, Zhang Bushi asked calmly, "Bochen, what did King Dongyue say when he summoned you alone?"

"I explained the task of delivering the letter of war." An Bochen replied.

As early as at the oath-taking meeting, the king of Dongyue said that An Bochen's name was to declare war, but in fact there was another task. An Bochen did not mention it all the way. He looked confident, but at this time, he suddenly stopped. Zhang Bushi vaguely guessed that it might be related to that task.

"What task?" Zhang Bushi asked.