I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

For several days, the overwhelming mayflies were completely dead.

The surface of the sea sparkling in the sun was covered with a layer of black endless insect corpses.

Some successfully emerged, but for most, the outcome was doomed the moment they jumped out of the sea.

Even if it succeeds in becoming a feather and spreading its wings under the bright light, it will only take a short moment for it to completely burn itself out and turn into ashes and drift away.

"Are these bugs stupid?"

Bai Yu asked while shaking his head while feeding Da Kong.

He couldn't understand why he was so anxious to die when he knew he was going to die.

This is in obvious conflict with his idea of ​​living in the present.

"There is a way of life and death, and this process is just an ordinary reincarnation for them.

Don’t forget, they are all creatures of reincarnation, and reincarnation is our enemy! "

Ning Meng was eating fruits and vegetables, flipping through books and answering Bai Yu's questions casually.

Although the Immortality Sect has not fully understood the existence of its own side.

However, the blood feud between the two parties has been irreconcilable in the past few years.

Most of the disciples who were killed outside Dongtu were almost all killed by the Immortality Cult.

The two factions of the Immortality Sect and the Guhua Sect worked together to eradicate dissidents in the Eastern Territory.

Coupled with the disaster of Chaos, the Taoist Alliance fell apart. Both mortals and monks had long-standing grudges against the two factions.

"Suddenly I felt that it was quite difficult for us..."

Taking a handkerchief to wipe Da Kong's mouth, Bai Yu shrugged.

The guy from Daheishan still hasn't been able to solve it.

The entire mountain gate has been busy with this for several years, and the price paid is not small.

But the results are unsatisfactory.

This can be seen from the increasingly serious look on Master's face.

"If it's difficult, just know it yourself and don't tell it."

Ning Meng continued to reply casually.

After hearing this, Bai Yu didn't want Ning Meng to continue talking about a lot of truth, so he hurried away with the jade bowl.

Going to the upper deck, Bai Yu directly found Song Siming who was leaning on the railing and looking into the wind.

"Hey, Sixth Senior Brother!"

Seeing no one around, Bai Yu shouted to Song Siming.

He and Song Siming had the deepest relationship on this giant boat.

"You're here just in time. Can you help me see if there is Yundao Heavenly Palace in the sky?"

Song Siming turned around and smiled at Bai Yu, asking him to check for him whether there was a Sea of ​​Clouds Palace in the distant sky.

Bai Yu didn't care, went to Song Siming's side, raised his head and began to look upward.

I saw countless islands appearing above the sea of ​​clouds, and many huge immortal boats were shuttled back and forth above.

"What kind of mirage is this? It really looks like a fairyland."

Seeing this scene, Bai Yu thought it was Haishi he saw often and couldn't help but admired it.

"Mingqing is the ancient Jiuzhou. It stands with the sky and hides in the cloud world. It is also called Lingyun Xianzhou."

Song Siming took out the "Jiuzhou Chronicle" given by Qing Cang, turned to the pages of Ming Qingzhou, looked up at the distance and sighed.

After more than a month, Ming Qingzhou finally arrived.

"Sixth Senior Brother, what are you talking about?"

Before Bai Yu could react, he looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds above and asked in confusion.

He also thought that the sky was just an ordinary sea city.

It wasn't until a silver waterfall fell from the sky, and the fine beads fell on Bai Yu's face, that he realized it later and started cheering loudly.

"Ming Qingzhou has arrived!"

This news instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the disciples on the giant boat.

Especially the disciples of Jian Zong, this means that they can start over from Ming Qingzhou.

There is no need to hide in the small community like Yunningzhou and worry about life and death tomorrow.

Many Sword Sect disciples hugged each other and cried.

Listening to the cheers of the Sword Sect disciples, Ning Meng and the others also stood under the statue of Li Cheng, looking at the colorful light in the distance with smiles on their lips.

Next, here is a new world for them to flex their muscles.

Just when Ning Meng and the others went to Ming Qingzhou.

Yunning Prefecture, Dongtu Changsheng Sect.

The snow was flying heavily, turning the sky and the earth into a layer of frosty white.

Ximu wore a white robe and led Xiong Fei into the main peak of the Immortality Cult, which made the entire Eastern Territory fearful.

Today's Changsheng Sect can be said to be the number one sect in Yunning Prefecture.

Although on the surface, Guhuamen is the most powerful.

But because of Chaos Flesh, countless monks in the Eastern Territory were controlled by it and were all included in the religion.

The number of monks on the surface alone has reached tens of thousands of followers.

Not to mention that the Immortality Sect has been recruiting potential cultivators from outside.

Eastern soil, northern territory, southern territory, Xiwang Mountain...

There are traces of the Immortality Sect in all parts of Yunning.

Among them, the ancestor of the Tu Sect in the Northern Territory was rumored to be the key figure who broke the Demon Locking Tower that day.

But this murder of Qinglian Sword Sect.

The mastermind is definitely the Immortality Cult.

They have been planning this for hundreds of years.

Don't hesitate to give up the name of Rebirth Religion.

We must also completely let the Qinglian Sword Sect become a thing of the past.

The whole journey in the church was smooth, with Ximu still smiling.

The male dragon next to him was gnawing on a piece of meat.

The drool that fell down wet her white robe.

"Your sister is deteriorating more and more. Is it okay?"

A voice came from behind, interrupting Ximu and the others.

Looking back, I saw a young man holding a folding fan squinting his eyes and standing behind him at some point.

"Shen Wanqiu, other people's affairs have nothing to do with you, right?"

Just as Ximu was about to answer, there was another woman in a white dress who looked like a child, sitting on the eaves eating spiritual fruit and turning her head and asked.

It was Qingwei who acted with Ximu that day.

"Haha, it seems I'm not the last one to arrive."

While everyone was talking, a skeleton wearing a brand new white robe came hurriedly from outside.

"Everyone, please come into the palace!

Master Yin Yangzi has been waiting for a long time! "

Before Ximu could speak, a jade-faced woman walked out of the hall and invited Ximu and others outside.

Ximu patted Xiong Fei's head and asked her to wait outside the hall.

Following Qingwei and others, they entered the brightly lit Changsheng Hall.

At this time, four people were seated in the nine seats in the hall.

Including the four people from Ximu who came, there is still one position that is temporarily absent.

"Has the identity of Qing Cang from Yongcang Prefecture been found out?"

Yin Yangzi, who was sitting at the head table, looked at Shen Wanqiu.

Yin Yangzi's voice has both male and female tones.

It sounds difficult to tell the difference between male and female.

Plus a head of long hair that is half black and half white.

The face wears a blank mask.

It adds a bit of mystery.

"No, his fate seems to have been rewritten, and divination has no effect."

Shen Wanqiu sighed and spoke frankly.

Hearing the word Qingcang, Ximu sighed slightly in his heart.

"Then let's ignore him for now. Since you three lost in Yongcang Province, you can make up for it in the next Tianjiao battle."

Yin Yangzi threw out three jade tokens and gave them to Ximu, Shen Wanqiu and Qingwei.

According to Tianjiao's rules for participating in the war, the age and cultivation level of the three Ximu people are indeed within the same range.

"Are we participating in the Prodigy Battle?"

Ximu thought he heard wrongly and asked in confusion.

He really couldn't figure out what the relationship between Yunning Prefecture's Prodigy War and their Immortality Cult were?

"That's right, this time the Tianjiao battle is different from the past, sects from all states will send their disciples to come over.

It is also time for the various sects in Yunning Prefecture to see the true strength of our Nine Immortals. "

Yin Yangzi's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

But if it falls into the ears of Ximu and others, they will know that this guy is serious.

"Then it doesn't matter if you kill a few geniuses, right?"

Shen Wanqiu raised his folding fan and asked with a smile.

"Whatever, but the people from Qiongzhen Pavilion and Guhua Sect have to stay alive."

Yin Yangzi replied casually.

In their eyes, this battle between geniuses is destined to be a massacre.

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