Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

After three years of not seeing each other, Tiandao is still such a jerk.

The ninety-nine thunderbolts from the golden elixir last time had been blasting for a whole day this time. The explosion caused the entire Wuwu Sea to become turbulent. Several monks who were about to cross the sea stood there and watched helplessly, feeling so worried in their hearts.

Where is the great god who is going through the tribulation in the Wuwu Sea?

How long will it take?

It is quite insightful to watch the ice below flicker and the sea water to freeze and break.

The ice spirit root, which is not found in the world of lower cultivation, is actually so powerful that it can overwhelm rivers and seas.

Three days later, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed. The young man in white, with a handsome figure and no trace of embarrassment, was walking towards them in a white python robe with a leisurely half-empty pace.

Several monks' backs froze instantly and they quickly bowed and saluted.

"senior!"

Mu Qing glanced at a few people with white beards and hair, nodded and walked down the path to the top.

Several people looked at each other.

Who is this lord?

go back? ? ?

Why, there are restrictions in the human world. Even if you have a high level of cultivation, you will be pushed back below the foundation level when you enter the human world.

These people looked at me and me, their eyes full of doubts.

But no one dared to ask more questions!

"Can't we cross the sea?"

The ferryman's voice came from below.

"Dududu!"

They stepped forward and landed firmly on the raft below.

"Fifty spiritual stones per person, no credit allowed." The ferryman said with a foul look on his face.

"This..." One of the monks with the highest level of cultivation among the group came forward and asked politely, "Fellow Taoist, I had thirty spiritual stones before, why..."

"If you don't want to sit down, just swim there by yourself!" The response was not polite at all.

Several people looked at the scene reflected in the sea, and the memories of their past lives were slowly eroded at this moment. They couldn't help but want to dive into the water, but they saw that the past was shattered and turned into withered bones, trying to pull them off the boat.

In an instant, several people swallowed their saliva and said to the ferryman: "Easy to talk about, we will give you fifty spirit stones!"

The ferryman rolled his eyes and continued rowing.

He was really unlucky. Three years ago, the turmoil in the world of cultivation capsized his boat. He originally wanted to find someone to compensate, but it turned out that the other party was the Piaomiao Sect, so he gave up.

After three years of hard work, who would have expected that the bastard who fell into the sea actually survived. He jumped out of the sea and attracted the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. The boat he finally built for him was destroyed again!

He didn't open a business for three hundred years, and the ship was destroyed just as he was able to open it. After repairing the ship and operating it for three years, it was struck by lightning again. Who did he provoke?

Wait, there are two people who fell into the sea... is there one who hasn't come out yet? ? ?

The ferryman's heart tightened, but a sound that broke through the air sounded in his ears.

With a swish sound, a golden sword shadow passed by his side, and his brand-new sail instantly split a hole.

The ferryman gasped in pain and stared at the sword shadow.

Damn, this young man with golden spiritual roots looks like the Yan family’s running brother!

He had to go to Yan's door to ask for the damage fee!

……

When Mu Qing walked to the entrance of the Dengji Road, the little sword boy was squatting at the door and drawing circles.

After not seeing each other for three years, the little sword boy felt something, his fingers froze, and he turned around to see his host burst into tears.

"Host, I thought you didn't want me anymore."

The little sword boy stood up and hugged Mu Qing and sniffed fiercely.

"how come."

She stroked its head and then handed the fragments of 299 to him.

The little sword boy took the fragment and blinked.

It feels so familiar.

His figure gradually became ethereal and turned into a white light that penetrated Mu Qing's spiritual consciousness.

Yan Wuzhou's voice came from behind.

"Brother, wait for me."

Mo Qing turned around and finally had time to take a closer look at the young man's features. She smiled and said:

"Wuzhou, I haven't seen you for three years. You have grown into a handsome young man."

The young man in dark gold robes stepped down the steps and turned his head sideways. Starry eyes overflowed, and a trace of water appeared on his face that already looked sharp and mature. He raised his hand and quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand, turning back towards At the foot of the steps, the young man in white robe and python showed his crooked eyebrows, raised his legs and ran over.

"Senior brother, I'm glad to be back."

……

"If you don't meet each other in life, it's like participating in business."

——Welcome back, Cultivation Chapter.