Chapter 52 A trip to Qingyue Mountain
"I don't have much research on musical instruments, but the sound of the plain girl is so intoxicating that I can listen to it unconsciously." Zhuge Bule smiled.
He gently lifted the green silk on his forehead and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuge may understand the sound of my piano?"
"Desolate, euphemistic, secluded, full of helplessness. Maybe this is the girl's perception of immortality." Zhuge Bu didn't say it.
He smiled without makeup and said, "It seems that Brother Zhuge is regarded as a temperamental person and can actually recognize my piano meaning. You're right. The fairy road is vast. There are several immortals who have achieved immortals in ancient times. Maybe there are no immortals in the world. For an illusory goal, how many people have devoted their lives, but it is difficult to peep at the fairy machine. Isn't this helpless?
After saying that, he floated up without makeup, nodded at the branches, and drifted away, just like an elf in the night.
Looking at the shadow of leaving, Zhuge Buteng sighed. Although the words just now were concise, they said the helplessness and desolation of the fairy road.
"The fairy is ruthless." Zhuge Bliang looked at the endless starry sky and realized that his mind was intoxicated. It seemed to be integrated with the starry sky, and the divine travel was too empty.
At this moment, the seven stars in his body also seemed to be felt. The seven divine caves flashed, like Beidou, and the stars seemed to give birth to a starry sky in his body.
With his mind back, Zhuge Fuliang returned to Biluo Palace. The next day, the elder Biluo, who had disappeared for several days, came back, and his whole body seemed to be much haggard.
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was another half a year. In the past six months, there has been no obvious breakthrough in Zhuge's cultivation.
On the quiet pool, Zhuge was sitting on the water, closing his eyes and condensing. The justice is suspended above his head, simple and elegant.
Lin'er dragged her fragrant cheeks, sat on the edge of the pool and looked at Zhuge Buliang, with a smile on her charming cheeks. In the past six months, Zhuge Butiang has been practicing here for most of the time, but there has been no breakthrough in cultivation. In the past six months, he has not even done the third floor of the foundation period.
"Cangling!"
A strong sound of sword sounded in the judicial Qingyun, which was held in Zhuge Buliang's hand. The simple judicial Qingyun waved, and the calm pool was stirred up a big wave. The iron sword is dim, but it gives people a heavy feeling. With a sword wave, the whole space is distorted.
"Hu~~"
The iron sword with a harsh sound of breaking the air and inserted into a boulder on the edge of the pool. The boulder shattered in response to the sound and turned into flying stone debris.
Zhuge Bliang exhaled gently and raised his hand. The judicial Qingyun seemed to be felt and flew back into his hand. Zhuge's arm sank slightly, and then carried the iron sword behind him.
"Lin'er, do you know how the magic killer Luo practiced the seven-star treasure body at the beginning?" Zhuge Buzuo asked.
Lin'er shook her head and said, "I don't know. Brother Luo never let anyone know how he practiced."
Zhuge Bu Liang sighed a little lost and talked with Lin Er again for a while. Zhuge Bu Liang's sword flew towards the Biluo Palace. The phoenix trees all over the mountain set off the fiery red of the Biluo Palace.
"Little brother, I'm going to find you. The master called us to ask questions." Li Kewei was dressed in red, and the ribbon bound her slender waist, like a willow with the wind.
Zhuge Butiang followed Li Kewei to the hall of Biluo Palace. Elder Biluo sat in the first seat, next to Yin Mengli, and more than a dozen girls stood there. At this moment, they were talking about something, and from time to time there was a delicate laughter of warblers and swallows. Compared with several other elders, the Biluo Palace is full of laughter and does not have too many rules.
Zhuge Butiang and Li Kewei stood aside. Elder Biluo looked this way, especially for a moment on the judicial Qingyun behind Zhuge Fuliang and said, "Zhuge, judicial Qingyun must be used with caution. Don't use it when you have to. No matter how rich the real yuan is, it can't be consumed."
Zhuge did not nod his head. To be honest, the drawbacks of justice Qingyun have always been a headache for him. Even if the seven-star treasure body is strong, he dares not use justice too much.
Elder Biluo said, "Three days later, it will be the ten-year Qingyue Mountain experience of Yaohai School. Several of you have participated in the experience of ten years ago, and there are also people who have not participated in the experience for less than ten years. This trip to Qingyue Mountain is the responsibility of Meng Li. Be careful about everything. During the experience, it may be relieved with some other immortal cultivation sects. Don't have any trouble.
Speaking of this, Elder Biluo deliberately took a look at Zhuge Butliang. What she was most worried about was the only male disciple of Biluo Palace.
"Zhuge, you have to listen to Meng Li's arrangement all the way." Elder Biluo said in a serious voice.
"Yes, master." Zhuge Bu Liang rolled his eyes a little depressed.
Next, Elder Biluo began to introduce some rules and experiences. Zhuge Boulang came to a senior sister and whispered, "Sister Wang, did you also participate in the experience ten years ago?"
This woman's name was Wang Yueru. She nodded and said, "Yes, at that time, I hadn't even reached the foundation period. If it hadn't been for Sister Mengli, I would have been buried in Qingyue Mountain."
"What kind of place is Qingyue Mountain?"
Wang Yueru said, "Qingyue Mountain is full of monsters. Some powerful monsters can even tear up immortals. The whole Qingyue Mountain stretches for thousands of miles. The scope of our experience is only on the periphery of Qingyue Mountain, not deep, because there may be powerful monsters in the depths of Qingyue Mountain."
"Our goal of experience is those monsters?" Zhuge asked.
"Yes, kill the monster and take the inner elixir in the body of the monster. It is said that the inner elixir of ten monsters can be exchanged for a middle-grade spiritual stone, but not every monster contains the inner elixir in its body. Only monsters that have been cultivated for more than a hundred years will the inner elixir be born in the body." Wang Yueru explained in detail.
The cultivation of beasts is different from that of human beings. In comparison, the cultivation process of beasts is more difficult than that of human beings.
"How many immortal cultivation schools have been seen in this trip to Qingyue Mountain?"
"This is not very clear. I think most of the immortals in Qingzhou will come." Wang Yueru said.
Zhuge is not bright and meditating. There are countless holy places to cultivate immortals in Kyushu. There are no less than ten sacred places to cultivate immortals in Qingzhou alone, and there are two of them, which are not less powerful than the Yaohai faction. I'm afraid this trip to Qingyue Mountain will not be so easy.
Three days later, there were seven people in Biluo Palace and Zhuge Fuliang, the only male disciple. In the enviable eyes of everyone, Zhuge Fuliang was surrounded by a group of beautiful women and came to the Yaoxian Pavilion.
On this trip to Qingyue Mountain, each elder can only send 20 disciples to visit. However, the number of Biluo Palace is originally small, and there are only 17 disciples, so only a few seven disciples can be sent to visit.
The disciples sighed one after another and cast envious eyes at the disciples of Biluo Palace.
"Sister Yin, how many times have you participated in the experience of Qingyue Mountain?" Zhuge asked, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.
Yin Mengli's beautiful eyes stared: "Do you care!"
Of course, she will not know what Zhuge Fuliang is paying attention to. Qingyueshan's experience is held every ten years. If Yin Mengli tells Zhuge Fuliang the answer, it is equivalent to announcing her age