Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Canglan Palace, in the Canglang Pavilion.

The green-roofed pavilion stands on a small high ground, and a blue-colored figure sits casually by the side of the pond. A transparent jade bowl is placed beside him, which contains trivial red animal meat, which is frighteningly white. He reached in and took a handful, and threw it into the pool.

Gollum.

Dozens of red koi scrambled to jump halfway out of the water, and the fish scales were extraordinarily beautiful in the sun. These cute little creatures actually eat meat for a living.

"Your Majesty..."

Bai Ce reached out his hand to stop the little eunuch's cry, fixed his eyes on Bai Mo sitting in the pavilion, walked over, stopped outside the steps, and said respectfully, "Father."

Bai Mo's figure was thin and his spine was straight. He didn't stop his movements just because of his request, and nodded slightly.

"The Puppet Sect has already dispatched the Realm Seeker, Fairy Qinglian and Immortal Zhentian, the three of them attack at the same time, I'm afraid they will be injured by mistake..." Bai Ce hesitated for a moment when he said this, he didn't know what to call Bian Feichen, and called Zuo Baichen, the eldest brother still has the current name.

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished." The pieces of meat in the jade bowl have already bottomed out. "A part of Canglan is supported by the puppet gate. It is unreasonable to take away the fairy puppet rashly."

Bai Ce's lips moved slightly, but he still didn't speak in the end.

"I'm going out for a couple of days. You can handle the affairs of the palace yourself. You don't need to ask for my opinion."

"Are you going to the Holy Land of Immortality?" Bai Ce blurted out.

Bai Mo's expression is calm, his long hair is fluttering, his eyes are deep, his fingers still have some smell of animal meat, and his eyes are looking into the distance.

"Undead Mountain, count the time, they should be here too."

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The infinitely stretching mountains and rivers are uneven, some are steep, some are towering, but within a thousand miles, there are tens of thousands of mountain peaks, even if they go straight into the sky, they must bow their heads to a mountain, which is called the undead mountain.

There are two paths to eternal life in the world, one can cultivate the way of immortality, or enter the undead mountain.

Three hundred miles away from the Immortal Mountain, there are divine horses, monks, and a small bird.

The aura of the mountain top a hundred miles away is too strong, not to mention the fire dragon horse, even a giant dragon can only fly a hundred miles away, no living beings can fly over the top of the undead mountain.

"Immortal Mountain..." Huolongju sighed sincerely, even if there were hundreds of miles left, he would be overwhelmed by its breath.

The name is Immortal, but the whole mountain is filled with the breath of death.

"Only a divine beast like the phoenix that can be reborn from Nirvana dares to live here."

Gongyilin didn't reply to him, but slapped the storage bag, and the fairy puppet appeared on the flat ground, even if it was around the Undead Mountain, it was instinctively afraid.

"Undead Mountain." With the same three words, Gong Yilin stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, but his tone was much calmer, "It's almost here."

He glanced at the Fire Dragon Colt, "You just stay here and wait for us to come out."

Originally thought he was going to a dead end, but now he heard that he didn't have to go, Huolongju stepped back quickly as if he had been pardoned.

Bian Feichen was on the side, with a solemn expression, he was a person who either didn't make up his mind or would never look back once he made up his mind, since he had already decided to go into the mountains, he was planning the best plan in his mind.

"Maybe I need to trouble you to go with me." Gong Yilin smiled slightly, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face.

The little bird, which was combing its feathers, looked up and was slightly absent-minded, but soon recovered its dignity and glamorousness, raised its white neck, and nodded in agreement.

The sycamore wood is also what it covets.

The undead mountain is three hundred miles away, and I am in awe.

The undead mountain is two hundred miles away, and the sky bows its head.

Under the Immortal Mountain, everything worships.

At dusk, Gongyilin and the others stood at the foot of the Immortal Mountain, bowed their heads respectfully three times, and the little bird spread one wing, raised its head and whistled, which was the highest etiquette of the Kunpeng tribe.

"The Holy Land of Immortality is in the Undead Mountain. We must not stop after we get the sycamore wood."

Even if he doesn't say this sentence, everyone will follow suit. No one wants to stay in this ghost place for too long.

"Why do they all have such serious expressions?" Gongyilin twitched his lips, "The inheritance of the undead saints is in the undead holy land. Maybe there are destined people among us who inherit it."

The listener sighed inwardly.

The ancient inheritance, the fallen supreme inheritance, this is what every monk longs for. Sometimes monks can fight each other for an ordinary inheritance, and turn against each other. Inheritance.

Just being recognized by the Holy Land will make people less human and ghosts, and if they are inherited, they may be transformed into some evil things.Thousands of years ago, there was a genius monk who tried to obtain the inheritance of the immortal saints. No one knew what happened, only that when the monk returned, his eyes were blood red and his cultivation base increased dramatically, but he was denied by his relatives. There are tens of thousands of dead souls under his knife.

In the end, several super sect leaders were forced to unite to suppress this monk.

The folks call this battle "killing evil", which coincides with the first year of Tianxing, and the monks call it "the disaster of Tianyuan". '

Tianyuan, Gongyilin's eyes flickered slightly, and it happened to have a similar pronunciation to Tianyuan.

"Senior...Senior..."

His thoughts were interrupted by the voice, "Sorry, I was distracted."

The corner of Bian Feichen's mouth twitched, how unreliable it would be to be able to distract himself under such circumstances. According to this situation, he can probably plant cabbage for his future grave ahead of time and enter reincarnation early.

"Since we're here, let's enter the mountain." Gong Yilin took the first step forward.

Bian Feichen and Xian Puppet hesitated for a while, and finally embarked on this road of no return in the eyes of the world. '

The Holy Land of Immortality, the land of ten deaths and no life.

The trees are green and surrounded by exotic flowers and plants.

"The whole mountain is filled with dead energy, and there are countless creatures inhabiting it. It's amazing." Bian Feichen sighed from the bottom of his heart as he walked around a place of moss.

"There is a ray of life left in the sky, and the undead mountain is entangled in the aura of death, but it is named after the word 'immortal'. It has its own reasons."

There is a glimmer of life left in the sky.

Immortal Puppet was stunned suddenly. Gong Yilin in the puppet formation said something similar, but he didn't take it to heart. It couldn't help looking at Fei Chen, whether it was true as he said, this person is this lifeline?

"How do we find the Holy Land of the Undead?" Bian Feichen looked at the surrounding terrain and remembered it in his mind, "I heard from Master that the Holy Land of the Undead seems to be movable."

"The Holy Land of Immortality, only those who are predestined cannot enter." Gong Yilin said lightly.

"Fate?" What is fate.

Gong Yilin smiled and said, "I'm not this predestined person, but you are."

Bian Feichen was startled, but quickly realized, "Father?"

Bai Mo got the approval of the Immortal Holy Land, so naturally he has a lot of fate with the Immortal Holy Land, and he has a deep karma with Bai Mo. Although his fate with this Immortal Holy Land is not as deep as Bai Mo's, it is not difficult to find it.

At the same time, two forces had also gone to the Undead Mountain: the puppet sect sent to intercept and kill the three elders of Gongyilin, and the other force... Bai Mo.

The author has something to say: Small Theater: —— "If They Travel to 2016"

Immortal Puppet: I am the No.1 skilled craftsman in the world, and I can repair anything.

Qinghe: The birdcage is broken.

Immortal Puppet: I'll fix it.

Bian Feichen: The hoe is broken.

Immortal Puppet: I'll fix it.

Gong Yilin: My boyfriend is broken.

Immortal Puppet: ... Inflate it yourself!