Chapter 23

Nalan Zhouyi, who was immersed in the sea of his heart, ran the true qi in his body and practiced the breeze to support the sword record while chatting with Xing Zun. For the way to cultivate immortals, Nalan Zhouyi can be said to be a monk halfway. He doesn't know anything about it. Although his physique has improved and his veins are fully connected, he still doesn't know how to cultivate immortals, let alone himself. The family's unique learning, Qingfeng Fujian Record, will be the method of cultivating immortals. Nalan Zhouyi is overjoyed, and his mind is full of doubts.

"Master, don't you think my father knows that Qingfeng Fujian Record is the way to cultivate immortals? My mother used to be a immortal. You can teach my father. Why can't my father break through the eighth level, but only reach the seventh level, the realm of swordming?

"This is more or less understood from your memory. The main thing is that it is hindered by some kind of agreement. The immortals have boundless magic power. Your family is just a mortal. A word of immortals can change their lives, or just a complaint can ruin your reputation." Xingzun sighed deeply.

"Oh, well, I will definitely change everything!"

Nalan Zhouyi clenched his little fist, his tone was firm, and his little pink face rose to the sky with unprecedented fierceness.

"Zhou Yi, remember that cultivating immortals is the cultivation of the heart. Don't do what you want to do to others. However, good and evil have a head. When it is time to take action, you will take action. As soon as you take action, you will be struck by thunder and kill them all. However, remember that you know that you can't do it is a stupid act. A gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, so you should endure it. , calm down and can't be angry. Do you remember?" Xing Zun thought about Nalan Zhouyi's concern, and there was a burst of kindness in his eyes.

"Master, I think of a person. I haven't seen her since the last time I said goodbye for no reason. I don't know how Grandma Feng is now?" Hearing this, Nalan Zhouyi couldn't help but move. She sounded a mother-in-law who cared about herself and taught herself how to do things.

"Grandma Feng? Zhou Yi, as long as he cultivates immortals well, he will build a foundation every day. He can step on his flying sword and go back to his hometown to find her, so you have to work hard!"

"Yes, Master!"

Nalan Zhouyi nodded firmly, with a firm look in his eyes, indomitable, straightened up his seemingly thin small body, raised his head, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Nalan Zhouyi, who was immersed in the sea of his heart, was depressed. At first, the crowd was dense, but now there is no one. At this time, it was night, the stars were dotted, the breeze blew, rolled up his hair and clothes and danced wildly, an image of a master outside the world.

"Master, what's going on? Why is there no one? Have you climbed into the city of the sky? It's impossible. Why am I still so far away? A figure walked alone, looking up at the sky, with a puzzled face.

"Oh, it seems that they can't hold on any longer. They fainted on the road and were picked up!" Xingzun looked careless and stared at the stars all over the sky.

"Ah! Isn't it just me? So when can I climb the ladder? Looking at the city of the sky where the clouds are still deep, he was stunned.

"This is very easy. As long as you faint on the way forward, someone will immediately pick you up to the fairy palace. This is a test of your sincerity."

Hearing this, Nalan Zhouyi's expression is everything. Time is equal to life. How can it be wasted?

"How do you feel dizzy? I'm so energetic now, and I'm still alive, huh?! It's been a few days now. It seems that I haven't eaten anything. I'm a little hungry..." Nalan Zhou Yi looked stuffy and pulled his stomach as he spoke.

"You can't pretend. Fall on the way forward. Well, just lie down." Xingzun was speechless at Nalan Zhouyi. This boy was so shrewd that he even pretended to faint and asked his master to teach him. After talking, he saw Nalan Zhou Yi lying there with wide eyes and a sad look.

"Haha.... It's so funny, hahaha..."

"Well, what's wrong? Master. Can't you? This shape is okay.

"Yes, but you have seen people with such big eyes open even when they fainted, and you can also hesitate to talk. Apprentice, you have to be professional and remember that this is professional... Huh? Get ready."

With a flash of light, Nalan Zhouyi then disappeared in place. On the deserted road, the moonlight revealed a simple atmosphere.

In an instant, Nalan Zhouyi was brought to the city of the sky. It is magnificent, and countless carved dragons and colorful phoenixes are lifelike. Dragons play beads, phoenix tails, dragons and phoenixes are intertwined, and the profound and vast feeling really makes people excited.

The texture is far-reaching, and the four big characters with vast dragons flying and phoenix dancing: ossavage to the sky!

At a glance, he shocked Nalan Zhouyi's caution and unconsciously fell into it. His eyes gradually faded, his face smiled unconsciously, and finally his hands and feet danced.

"Zhou Yi!" An angry shout suddenly sounded in the bottom of Nalan Zhouyi's heart. A thrill suddenly turned around and turned his eyes confusedly.

"What's wrong?"