Chapter 177 Wind Spirit Road

Fenglingdao is one of the top ten Taoist sects in the eastern heaven. It occupies one end of 100,000 immortals in the eastern heaven. It has a huge force and a large number of personnel. It is said that there are 30,000 disciples, among which the ancestors have reached the third level of the immortal family and the realm of Yuanxian!

On a flying boat, Wang Mo sat on it, with two women standing behind him, and a fat man at the helm.

Along the way, according to the communication between the three, Wang Mo learned that only monks who have reached the realm of cultivation in the fairyland can break free from the shackles of the law of the fairyland and barely fly. However, disciples of the gate school like them disdain to fly by themselves. They have flying magic weapons in their hands, and the speed is several times faster than their own flight.

So Wang Mo was very "blessed" to take the flying magic weapon of the gate school.

He pondered for a moment and didn't do anything wrong. He just followed them.

Xiaolong looked at the three people with a steel face and said, "Wang Mo, where on earth do these people want to take us? They feel so unfriendly."

"It's okay. Let's see what these people want to do first. It's not the right time for us to leave now. This is the territory of Fenglingdao. If we really start against each other, I'm afraid it's very bad. Besides..."

Wang Mo thought of the fairy feather on his eyebrows.

Xiaolong shook his head and could only say no for the time being.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Mo and others skimmed through a large number of forests and entered a world full of fairy fog. It is very beautiful, full of faint fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel physically and mentally happy and very happy.

The flying boat flew fast, but the fog in front of it gradually decreased. When I looked at it, I saw the mountains overlapping to form a huge Panlong Mountains with clear veins!

The strong spirit of immortals surged out of the mountains. As a result, the whole mountain range is shrouded in fairy spirit. It is impossible for those disciples to practice in this environment without improving their strength.

Seeing such a big mountain gate, Wang Mo suddenly wanted to join it.

He is now helpless in the fairyland. It is even more difficult to find his father's whereabouts with his own strength, so he has to have a place to settle down.

However, it's a pity that he has made a bad impression on the people of Fenglingdao, which is really a troublesome problem.

"What bad luck!"

Wang Mo sighed. This man is really unlucky. He encountered such a bad thing as soon as he came to the fairyland. He really won't let people pass.

"What are you looking at with your eyes floating left and right!"

The woman in pink saw Wang Mo's eyes turning around, sometimes hitting herself, sometimes to Sister Bai, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Ah, I didn't look at you!"

When Wang Mo saw that the other party said this, he immediately withdrew his messy eyes and said solemnly.

"Bastard, what's not staring at? Just now, I clearly saw you look at Sister Bai's mountains and rivers.

The woman in pink rolled her eyes and roared angrily.

Wang Mo was shocked: "What... I really didn't see..."

Wang Mo felt that he was too wronged and was misunderstood like this, so it was really difficult to get along with these spiritual people.

"Ah..."

At this moment, the woman in white guarding behind the flying boat realized the meaning of the woman's words in pink, and immediately exclaimed loudly. She stared at Wang Mo fiercely, and immediately poked out with one hand, and there was a cold shining flying sword in her hand, and fiercely cut at Wang Mo. .

"Rougan!"

The flying sword was full of cold air. It penetrated the void and made a swish sound. Wang Mo was shocked to see that the other party actually took action. He immediately sacrificed the ancient pattern flying sword and cut it over.

Cangling!

The two flying swords collided with each other, emitting a dazzling white light. When the two swords were heard, the flying swords fell to each other.

The woman in white was shocked: "Who are you who can resist my white flying sword?"

At the same time, the pink woman and the fat man also stood up and stared at Wang Mo with bright eyes. Their thoughts spread out one after another, as if to devour him, and the whole person had to see through.

But no matter how they spy, Wang Mo is a five-level cultivation of Yuanying, which is a little confused.

Seeing that the other party had raised his vigilance, Wang Mo knew that things would not be so simple.

Wang Mo spread out his hands and said helplessly, "Actually, it's not my problem, it's the flying sword in my hand."

"Your flying sword?"

The three looked at each other and then paid attention to the ancient flying sword in Wang Mo's hand.

This is a simple and yellow flying sword, which is very ordinary. If Wang Mo hadn't said that he had stopped the attack of Bai Ling's flying sword because of this flying sword, I'm afraid they would not have looked at him.

However, when they saw the flying sword, all three of them looked shocked.

"This flying sword is actually a Taoist weapon! How can you, an ordinary monk, have a Taoist weapon?

The three saw the quality of the flying sword and looked at Wang Mo one after another, with too much distrust in their eyes.

"Oh..." Wang Mo secretly complained in his heart. What on earth is this? He took out his flying sword, which not only failed to clear the suspicion, but was misunderstood...

Wang Mo really feels that he is too memorized!

Originally, he was able to enter the fairyland, but such strange things happened on the other side of the channel. He was not only swept by the terrible energy storm and fell into such a broken place.

It's okay to go to such a broken place, but why do you meet people here...

"Huh, boy, come with us! If you are not a spy, we will let you go immediately!"

The fat man said.

When encountering such bad luck, Wang Mo also has no temper, so he will admit it.

Wang Mo and others took a flying boat and drove into the depths of the mountain. From a distance, they saw a huge mountain gate, hidden in the fairy fog, looming and dreamlike.

"Ah, Brother Liu, Sister Bai, and Sister Xiao are back!"

The two disciples in charge of guarding the mountain pass immediately roared when they saw the three people coming in the flying boat, looking very excited, but when they saw Wang Mo being held in the middle of the flying boat, their faces showed surprise.

"Brother, who is the whole person?"

A disciple came up and said hostilely with a large number of Wang Mo.

"Wang Mo doesn't know what it is, but he and I appear on the territory of the spirit, and I won't bring him back to the elders to deal with."

The fat man said.

"Yes, especially just now, he was able to resist Sister Bai Ling's flying sword, which shows that this person is unusual." Next to the woman in white, the woman in pink said.

"What!" However, when they heard Wang Mo's words that he could crack Bai Lingfei Sword, the two gatekeepers showed a look of horror, and their eyes stared at Wang Mo sitting on the flying boat opposite.

"Bai Ling Feijian, known as the ten famous flying swords of Fengling Road, is controlled by Sister Bai herself. How can it be cracked by an ordinary monk!"

"That's right. We were surprised by this matter, so we brought this man over and gave it to the elders for them to deal with." The fat man said.

"Well, okay, let's go in and pass it right away. Several elders are probably discussing the spiritual enlightenment in these months."

As the disciple said, he quickly entered the mountain gate of Fenglingdao. Brother Liu looked at Wang Mo, who was expressionless beside him, frowned slightly, waved his hand and motioned to enter.

In this way, Wang Mo entered the wind spirit road.

Fengling Road is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The environment is elegant and full of strong fragrance, giving people a very fresh and refreshing feeling. Wang Mo sat on a flying boat and was pressed by two women like a prisoner, but he looked indifferent and enjoyed the scenery. This made the two women on the side a little confused, and the two women muttered in a low voice.

"What on earth did this boy do? It doesn't matter so much. Isn't he afraid of death?"

Sister Xiao came to Sister Bai's ear and said.

"I can't see what this man wants to do. If he is really wronged, then such a performance is understandable. If he... pretends to be, then..." Speaking of this, a murderous flash flashed in Sister Bai's eyes.

If this kind of person had such thoughts, how terrible it would be!

She dared not imagine.

Wang Mo looked at all the actions of the two women in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, and he still looked leisurely.

However, he has learned some news from the two little Taoist priests who just guarded the door. It seems that Fenglingdao is arguing with Hualingdao, but I don't know if this is the case.

"It's here!"

Finally, he flew a cup of tea in this mountain, and Wang Mo and other people arrived in front of a mountain gate.

What you see is a tall mountain, on which stands a huge divine palace full of golden glory and full of fairy spirit. Several plainly dressed women came to worship Sister Bai and Sister Xiao: "Two senior sisters, please come in!"

"Go, don't play tricks!"

Sister Bai snorted coldly at Wang Mo and gave a serious warning.

Wang Mo smiled awkwardly and followed.

He looked carefully at everything around him and found that the cultivation of these female Taoist priests was only similar to his own, and their qualifications were not very good. They seemed to be handymen disciples in some sects.

However, it's not bad for miscellaneous disciples to be able to do this.

"What are you looking at, spy, and then dig down your eyes!"

Xiao's sister is petite, but exquisite. Seeing Wang Mo spinning around, she couldn't help scolding her in a delicate voice.

"Oh, isn't it? I'm just looking at it, hehe!"

Wang Mo was too lazy to chew his tongue with this woman and said lightly.

"Well, before you see the master, you'd better give me peace!"

Sister Xiao hummed coldly again, and Wang Mo could only roll his eyes impatiently.

Squeak...

The gate was opened, and Wang Mo was escorted into the door by the two women. What he could see was the extremely spacious palace, and the walls were full of crystal clear gems. These gems were very precious, and they were the best materials forging spiritual treasures in the mortal world.

"Bai Ling, Xiaoer, why did you come here?"

At this moment, a vicissitudes of life sounded from inside the palace, and Wang Mo followed the sound...