Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

The idea is well thought out, but it is extremely difficult to find two people in such a large space.

Qinghe: "The purpose of most people is to reach the end of the painting. As long as you move forward, there will always be a time when you encounter it."

Gong Yilin: "I'm afraid it will be too late then."

The two looked at each other, Qinghe said: "The movement just now is not small, Yuhuang should also be able to sense it, do you want to look around?"

Gong Yilin nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a small misty blue sea butterfly stopped in his palm.

"Things are not good."

Hai Die pressed the tentacles against Gong Yilin's palm, and passed the picture she saw to him.

After healed for a long time, he flew out and turned into a handsome young man.

"Thanks a lot."

There was a trace of exhaustion in Xiaoya's expression, "There are really many treasures in here, some of them were snatched away by the searchers by mistake, should we intercept them halfway?"

In the memory conveyed by Hai Die, these treasures are mostly magic weapons, Gong Yilin shook his head: "It's not very useful to me, so don't take this risk."

His natal magic weapon is the pen in his hand, and nothing else can be used to full effect.

"Have you seen Ning Qing?"

Xiaoya shook her head, and suddenly looked a little hesitant: "I found a space crack in the north, but I didn't dare to break in."

Gongyilin nodded: "You did the right thing."

Even he and Qinghe dare not trespass in such a place.

Xiaoya: "But near that space crack, I saw a few red feathers, which should be left when Ning Qing turned into her main body."

Gongyilin frowned: "The beast made a mistake."

If it wasn't for getting lost in the illusion, it wouldn't be such a troublesome situation.

Xiaoya moved the tip of her nose, and said with an ugly face: "The smell of the devil is getting closer and closer."

It changed its body, flapped its wings, and let Gongyilin come up.

This pair of wings is quite beautiful, as thin as a cicada's wings, but it can easily carry a mountain.

Gongyilin was about to ride on it, but without any warning, he was caught in the air. The huge Kunpeng spread its wings and flicked its head, and Gongyilin sat firmly on the spine.

Xiaoya flew up to the sky alone, staring at Qinghe, this jealousy is too irrational.

Gongyilin looked at the lower realm. Many monks were still digging for treasures excitedly. Every time a treasure appeared in the world, it would cause fierce competition. Bloody battles followed one after another, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

He suddenly remembered the words that the giant lizard said before——

History needs a witness.

In this painting, there are two most dangerous things, illusion and space crack.

"Climbing the Immortal Ladder" itself is an illusion, if it is nested with other illusions, it will be quite difficult to decipher. As for the space crack, even if it is in the outside world, if one is not careful, it will disappear.

Gong Yilin: "Yuhuang's luck can't be that bad, he met both of them."

Xiaoya: "Maybe it's because of your influence."

Gongyilin cleared his throat, trying to cover his voice.

Xiaoya: "According to my past few..."

Gongyilin smiled dangerously: "If you don't want your wings to be crumpled by me, then continue."

Xiaoya had no choice but to finish the following words in her heart: According to his observations over the past few years, anyone who has a cause and effect with Gongyilin may lose their loved ones at least, and at worst may not end well.

At this moment, Gongyilin's hand slid down Kunpeng's spine restlessly, and the urge to pluck his hair was unstoppable. Just as he was thinking about whether to risk his life to be satisfied once, Qinghe's voice came: "The battle is intensifying, and we want to work together to break through. It becomes impossible to block out the space."

They have flown far away, but there are still monks fighting below.

Gong Yilin looked serious: "How could this happen?"

Logically, even if there were fights, it shouldn't be so frequent.

Qinghe: "There are many smart people, probably someone guessed the essence of "Climbing the Immortal Staircase" and induced other monks to kill each other."

Gong Yilin seemed to think of something: "I really shouldn't let that person go."

Presumably, when young people go out, they will publicize the secret of becoming a fairy.

Thinking of this, Gong Yilin shook his head secretly: "I thought he would restrain himself after sealing most of his power, but I didn't expect to underestimate the degree of danger of this person."

Qinghe didn't speak, and controlled the flying speed to see the situation below clearly.

All living beings have selfishness, and so does he.

His love, hatred, greed, and desire all come from this person on his body. When he just sealed the young man's power, Qinghe noticed that the latter had a powerful defensive treasure on him. With the help of the treasure, troubles would inevitably happen again. .

Gong Yilin seemed cynical, but it was not difficult to see from his previous actions that he wanted to play the role of a savior, trying to make everyone inside safely evacuate.

Qinghe is well aware of the dark side of human nature. For some monks whose lifespan is about to come to an end, they will do everything in order to become immortals. If Gongyilin interferes with them, they will even join hands to kill them.

This is the most malicious speculation, but now it seems that his speculation is not wrong.

Rather than watching Gongyilin being harmed by others, he is more willing to use young people to fuel the flames, and the life and death of others depends entirely on personal creation.

"The crack in space is just ahead," Xiaoya's body was in a highly tense state.

Gongyilin: "You go back first."

Space shuttle is not the field that Haidie is good at, and Xiaoya will not be of much use if she is by her side.

A burst of water mist drifted away, and the figure of the sea butterfly disappeared from midair.

The crack in the space is hidden behind the black cloud, and there are faint fluctuations around it, and that fluctuation will spread out from time to time, and all birds and beasts passing by will be swallowed inside.

Qinghe: "Can you create a formation in the void?"

Gongyilin nodded and took out a pen: "You can give it a try."

Qinghe accelerated, and first tested around the cracks in the space. The brush in Gongyilin's hand swam quickly, depicting complex formations.

The power of the space crack was partly offset, Qinghe saw the timing and rushed directly into it.

In the passage at the beginning, all the white bones were seen by the eyes, which made one's hair stand on end.

Going deeper, it's like entering the universe, surrounded by meteorites with dim light, Qinghe turned into a human form, and majestic spiritual power leaked from the two bodies, forming a transparent armor to resist the increasing air pressure.

Gong Yilin: "You can't go too far, or your bones will be crushed."

Qinghe nodded: "Even if Emperor Yu strays into this place, he won't go too far."

Behind them, the crack in space had already closed, but a crack appeared in a place a hundred meters away.

Gong Yilin: "Not good, the export is changing arbitrarily."

After finishing speaking, he sighed: "That girl Ningqing, I'm afraid she will cry in fright."

Qinghe said as if nothing had happened: "You care about her very much?"

Gongyilin just wanted to nod, but when he realized it, he silently straightened his head with his hands.

He has no childlike affection for Ningqing, in the final analysis, it is guilt. When he rescued Ningqing, the latter was still a little girl, and he acted casually, so that Ningqing's obsession has grown day by day over the years.

Qinghe: "If you are worried, you can recognize her as a righteous sister."

Gong Yilin stared at him suspiciously: "Really."

Qinghe nodded: "Being brothers and sisters of the opposite sex on the day we got married is the icing on the cake."

Gongyilin: "..."