Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

At this moment, the atmosphere is inevitably a little stiff.

Gongyilin wanted to step in, but Qinghe held him back: "Be careful of fraud."

Ning Qing also said: "I have suffered in this space crack for a long time, you did nothing, the entrance floated in front of you in vain, it is really doubtful."

A golden light emerged from Gongyilin's fingertips and melted into the crack. He closed his eyes, and the plants and trees outside appeared in his mind.After a while, he said, "It's true."

Yuhuang: "Regardless of whether it is true or not, we have only one choice."

No matter how high the cultivation base is, if you stay here for a long time, sooner or later you will be torn apart under the powerful pressure.

Gongyilin: "I'll try first."

Qinghe: "I'm with you."

Gong Yilin nodded, and suddenly said: "The situation outside may not be better than here."

This sentence has not been comprehended by a few people, so he drew a circle around it with a pen to form a protective cover, and jumped into the entrance.

Strange to say, the exit suddenly narrowed after he entered.

Yu Huang squinted his eyes, immediately held Ning Qing, and jumped up: "Let's go."

Several figures emerged from the crack one after another.

Ning Qing was the last one. Almost at the same time she came out, the crack closed suddenly, half of the skirt lifted by the wind was still inside, and it turned into powder and disappeared into the sky.

Ning Qing's complexion changed, she was not an ordinary skirt, but refined by a high-level craftsman, even though it was a skirt, it was completely comparable to body armor when worn on her body.

After confirming that she was fine, Emperor Yu looked at Gongyilin with an unprecedented serious tone: "This secret realm seems to treat you very favorably."

Needless to say, Gong Yilin himself sensed it.

And now, they no longer bothered to discuss the reason, Qinghe looked at the sky and raised his finger.

Looking carefully, there are several cracks there, as if the smooth mirror surface fell on the ground.

Ning Qing's shoulders trembled slightly: "Do you feel that the sky seems to shatter and collapse at any moment?"

The air was filled with the smell of blood. It wasn't long before Gongyilin and Qinghe entered the space rift, and the secret realm had already changed.

Corpses can be seen everywhere, like purgatory on earth.

"How could this be?" Ning Qing murmured a few words, her body was like a swallow, and she floated to another place in the blink of an eye.

There was also a monk lying in the grass, his face was bloody, and he was still breathing.

Ning Qing glanced at Emperor Yu, who nodded and took out a pill and fed it to the monk.

His heart was almost completely broken, but relying on his strong cultivation, he persisted for a while, and with the panacea, he could at most hold on for one more breath.

"What happened?"

The monk didn't answer her question, just kept laughing, and every time he laughed, he would spit out a mouthful of blood: "It's ridiculous, I always thought that it was a path of immortality, but I didn't expect it to be a path of blood."

After finishing speaking, he died completely.

Gong Yilin stepped forward to check: "He was stabbed through the heart from behind and died, so it can be seen that it was someone very close to him."

Ning Qing: "Should we also go for a foray?"

The fact that so many people died meant that something must have been discovered, at least it was much better than wandering around at a loss before.

Gongyilin shook his head: "Find a way."

Ning Qing lost her voice: "Go out?"

Gongyilin didn't explain much, and discussed with Qinghe whether to divide the army into two groups.

Yu Huang's cultivation and knowledge were far above Ning Qing's, and he smelled something unusual, "For nothing else, there is an extra way out."

Ning Qing nodded, looked at Gongyilin, hesitated and said: "It's better not to separate, there are too many variables on the way to rendezvous."

Gong Yilin: "The array has eyes, and the illusion is not much different. If we can find the weakest place in the space barrier, the initiative is in our hands."

A painting can be seen at a glance, but the world in the painting seems to be endless. They didn't go far, and the group was also affected by the killing of several pairs of horses.

The strange thing is that Gong Yilin saw the young master of the Du family in it. His face was full of hatred, and some scarlet blood splattered on his eyelids. Every time he blinked, he looked very frightening.

The Du family was the initiator of this trip, and they should have taken advantage of it logically. Who would have expected that there would be internal strife within the family.

Gong Yilin just glanced at him casually, all his attention was on a boulder behind the young master of the Du family.

Seeing him approaching, the young master of the Du family subconsciously clenched his sword tightly.

Gongyilin did not stop by his side, and pulled the thing behind the rock.

Flicking its wide and fluffy tail, the doomed squirrel was dejected when it saw that the struggle was fruitless.

Gong Yilin looked away in disgust: "This little thing is so ugly and unique."

Even though they have walked together together, it is still unacceptable.

"When the ghost beast came out, you ran quite fast."

The doom squirrel squeaked a few times, indicating that he had been separated from them by accident.

Gong Yilin sneered, and using a pen as a sword, he gestured on his neck.

The doom squirrel kept rubbing its head against his hand.

Gong Yilin: "I didn't have time to argue with you before." Putting the doom squirrel on the ground, he said with a sneer, "Now it's time to discuss your origin."

Behind him, the young master of the Du family saw that none of them made any moves against him, so he raised his sword and started on the road again.

Gongyilin's voice suddenly passed over: "Your method of fighting with people like this will end here sooner or later."

The young master of the Du family paused slightly, and said calmly, "Even so, everyone from the Du family will come to hell to accompany me one by one."

After all, he walked forward without looking back.

Everyone has their own choice of path, Gongyilin only mentioned a few words, did not say much.

Grabbing the tail of the doomed squirrel and pinching it: "Be honest, or..."

Do a neck wipe.

The fur of the doom squirrel twitched, as if it had a cramp.

Ning Qing moved her heart with compassion: "Be gentle."

Gong Yilin's eyes sank: "It's as cunning as it is, if it wants to escape, how can I find it?"

The only explanation is that the doomed squirrel showed up on its own initiative.

His face was stern, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up: "I ran away and ran into the tiger's mouth again. I guess I encountered unfathomable danger again?"

The doom squirrel hugged its tail tightly, trembling.

Gongyilin: "Nowhere to go?"

The doom squirrel nodded sharply.

Qinghe walked over, and promptly mentioned the doomed squirrel that wanted to sneak into Gongyilin's arms: "There is something strange, why does it just linger on you?"

Gongyilin nodded: "Looking at its appearance, it seems that it is destined to save its life with me."

Yuhuang analyzed: "In terms of strength, you are not the strongest."

Ning Qing interjected, "But he has a kind heart."

As soon as the words fell, even Qinghe cast a strange look at her.

Realizing that what she said was too much against her will, Ning Qing coughed lightly and stepped aside.

Yu Huang said coldly: "The most likely explanation is that the people behind the scenes who want to kill this squirrel will not do anything to you."

The corners of Gongyilin's eyes rose slightly, and his fingers slid down along the fur of the doomed squirrel, "Is it too arbitrary?"

Yu Huang said indifferently: "I'm afraid you already have calculations in your heart."

Gong Yilin didn't refute. After a short while, the hair of the doom squirrel was wet and formed into long strands.

The ambient temperature is increasing as a whole.

Suddenly there was an abnormal fluctuation in the air, Qinghe grabbed it from the air, and the figure in the air appeared.

Gong Yilin frowned: "Chang Le?"

Chang Le was a little happy to see his expression.

Gongyilin laughed: "It's not bad to be able to live till now."

Chang Le stuck out her tongue: "Thanks to this invisible treasure." Her relaxation didn't last long, and her tone was obviously a little anxious: "I need to find a way out quickly."

Even if she didn't say it, everyone would do the same, the temperature in the air was too abnormal.

"The Du family is insane. I heard that they led people to the foggy forest, causing countless deaths and injuries. Originally they had the upper hand, but the young master of the Du family unexpectedly murdered the people."

Chang Le said with horror, if not relying on the treasure given to him by Gong Yilin, he would have died without a place to bury him.

Her skin was already a little red, and her mouth felt dry after talking too much.

Even so, he said in a hoarse voice: "Do you feel that the whole secret realm is like, like..."

"A cauldron." The last few words were spoken by Gong Yilin, "The Nalan family really has a heart to kill."

I thought it was just to make these great figures fall and compete in the world, but now it seems that the Nalan family has a better plan.

Qinghe shook his head: "The Nalan family may not know all about it."

Chang Le clenched his fists tightly: "If the secret realm is a furnace, what is the material?"

Ning Qing sneered: "Of course it's the masters who came here."

During the high-temperature roasting, there was a moment of deathly silence.

The sound of dragon chant came from afar, which was different from Gongyilin's fake phoenix cry and dragon chant. This was the real roar of a dragon. A desolate air made the mountains tremble.

Gongyilin: "It's the Amethyst Dragon King."

He and Gu King have probably already started trying to forcibly break the space barrier.

Qinghe: "The dragon clan is physically strong, so it may not be impossible for them to succeed."

Chang Le's eyes brightened: "Why don't we meet them?"

Gongyilin waved his hand: "No, firstly, the distance is too far away, and secondly, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble on the way back and forth."

Chang Le: "But it's not good to sit here and wait for death."

Gong Yilin: "We can do it with the strength of a few of us." He looked up at the crack in the sky with some worry: "The problem is that the secret realm has a faint tendency to collapse. Once another huge force is injected, it will soon be destroyed." will disintegrate."

The squirrel of misfortune grabbed Gong Yilin's skirt tightly. The temperature of the ground was already scalding and its tail was almost scorched.

Qinghe looked at him and said, "There's no time. We've come all the way, only the barrier here is a little weak. Let's give it a try."

All of them were quite decisive, and without any hesitation, they unleashed a blow with all their strength.

Ning Qing pulled Chang Le back a few steps. They were not strong enough, and they were easily affected by the remaining power.

A point of light appeared in the sky, at first glance it looked like a sun.

The next second, the sun exploded.

Not even having time to breathe, one after another figure flew through the air, trying to get out before it completely collapsed.

In terms of speed alone, they are all top-notch, but while resisting the strong pressure before the space collapse, while flying, the speed will slow down a lot.

Gongyilin shouted low: "It's too late."

Qinghe returned to his original body, sat him on his back, and flew quickly,

The amazing thing is that in the space that was about to collapse, thousands of fragments solidified in the air, which was very strange.

Before he could feel the rest of his life, the doomed squirrel suddenly let out a scream.

someone is coming.

There is a strong wind on all sides, and the energy spreads out in waves, and the light almost pierces people's eyes.

However, Gong Yilin still keenly sensed that a strange aura was surrounding him.

His eyes fixed on one spot, he waved his sleeves suddenly,

The power bounced back and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Gong Yilin frowned, this feeling was like hitting cotton with a fist.

"Little forest."

Gongyilin was startled, his gaze almost rippling.

A phantom appeared in mid-air, looking at him with a smile: "It's not good to be so rude."

Gong Yilin looked at him without saying a word, his expression was unprecedentedly strange.

The angles of other people are different, Ning Qing and Chang Le couldn't help but take a few more glances, the appearance of the man who appeared out of thin air is really too good-looking, just one glance can make people never forget it for life.

The most attractive thing is that he has a pair of eyes that don't match his age. They are deep and moving. Ning Qing thought that only her father Wang and Gong Yilin had such eyes, but under the contrast of the man, their eyes seemed to be less vicissitudes.

After the dead silence, Gongyilin said slowly: "It really is you."

The man smiled, and looked at the doomed squirrel curled up in his arms: "This little guy can run."

Sensing the panic of the doomed squirrel, Gongyilin asked, "You want to kill it?"

The man nodded: "It knows too many secrets, it can't keep it."

But this doomed squirrel knows how to escape and who to turn to in order to survive.

From the moment Yuhuang appeared, flames burned all over his body, and he was always in a state of preparation for battle.

The man glanced at him, and said calmly: "At first I wanted to kill a few big shots, but now more than half of the people in this secret realm have been killed or injured, and your life can be saved."

Even though he said so, Emperor Yu did not slack off.

The man ignored it, and most of his eyes were on Gong Yilin from the beginning to the end.

Gong Yilin pursed his lips, his voice a little dry: "Are you...alive?"

Seeing the hope in his eyes, the man's eyes gradually softened: "There are no bones left."

"But……"

"It's just that I have kept some primordial spirit in this painting. As time goes by, I should have disappeared." The man leaned over and looked at the entire secret realm, with corpses everywhere, and shook his head. "It seems that I can survive for a while longer. .”

Gong Yilin: "Their deaths are inseparably related to you."

The man smiled slightly: "It's a pity that it still didn't achieve the effect I expected. It seems that I have to wait another hundred years."

Gongyilin's eyes moved: "Do you still want to..."

Before the voice fell, the space channel was completely opened.

There was no room for him to refuse, surrounded by a soft force, the figure of the man slowly blurred in front of him.

"Big Brother!"

The deep voice didn't break through the light curtain, and only the man's words could be heard clearly: "You and this little bird are quite suitable, except for a few juniors in the world, I am afraid that he is the only one who can tolerate your temper."

Gong Yilin wanted to say something, but in the distorted space, it was difficult to even breathe.

……

The teleportation was random. After a while, a few people stood on a trail.

Looking up in the distance, you can see the stone monument of Nagato.

Ning Qing hadn't recovered yet, she held onto Emperor Yu's arm, her body throbbing in pain.

Qinghe suddenly said: "Look there."

Gong Yilin raised his head, and there was a man standing on the towering mountain peak, the upper half of his clothes was red with blood.

"It's the young master of the Du family." Chang Le said in surprise, "What he is holding seems to be a painting."

A long distance away, to a monk, this distance is nothing.

Looking at each other, the young master of the Du family clenched the painting tightly in his hand, moved his lips a few times, and turned to leave.

Gongyilin's eyes tightened, he frowned, and after a while, he relaxed again.

"Aura," Ning Qing didn't pay much attention to the young master of the Du family, and stretched out her hand as if wanting to hold something: "The aura between heaven and earth has become much stronger."

Yu Huang said calmly: "Sacrificing so many monks is inevitable."

Escaping from death, thinking that before entering the secret realm, she was still fantasizing about finding the way to immortality, Ning Qing couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said in a relieved tone, "It's finally over."

"Not necessarily." Gong Yilin stared at the direction where the young master of the Du family left: "There are many casualties, but not enough."

Recalling what the elder brother said, he shook his head: "A hundred years?"

Those who enter the secret realm are all famous figures in the cultivation world. After the fall, the power of the world will have to be re-divided. In hundreds of years, I don't know how many talents will be born.

Qinghe: "Young master of the Du family is very paranoid. Your elder brother chose him to be a new round of guardian, and then there will be another bloody storm."

Looking around, there are thousands of ravines and thousands of rocks, and the mountains and rivers are extremely magnificent.

Gongyilin approached him, covered with a wide sleeve robe, and held Qinghe's hand without showing any trace: "This world has its own direction, do what people do, and end people's lives."

The doom squirrel just woke up from a coma, and when he heard the last words, he wagged his tail up and down in agreement.

Turning around, Gong Yilin nodded slightly to the Emperor Yu, and after a while, there was a snow-white Kunpeng in the sky, and the cyan figure was almost invisible on it.

Yu Huang looked at Ning Qing and sighed: "Go home."

Ning Qing looked up, her eyes seemed to be buried with flowers, beautiful but sad.

At the last moment, she saw it clearly, Qinghe quietly stuffed a wing into Gongyilin's hand——

Every year, every year, they soar to the sky and fly together.