Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

She plucked the hair on her butt, and stood obediently behind Qinghe.

At the moment when Gong Yilin made a decision, Ning Qing's eyes immediately fell on him. Gong Yilin knew that his action of standing in line was undoubtedly an admission of his identity, so he raised his head and smiled at Ning Qing. Say hello.

Ning Qing also smiled at him, but there was some bitterness in the smile.

Although most of the atmosphere on the field is still talking and laughing on the surface, there is still a sense of fighting in the invisible. After entering the secret realm, everyone knows that anyone present may be the target of attack.

There are many treasures, which are dispensable, but there is only one chance to become a fairy, and no one gives up.

Gu King stayed out of the matter, he just accompanied the Amethyst Dragon King today to find a cheap master who had disappeared for a long time, but he didn't care about becoming an immortal or anything.

The Amethyst Dragon King is even more indifferent, even if there is a chance to become a fairy, he should give up, after all, only one person is qualified, he can't leave the Gu King to ascend alone, he has only one purpose here, meet Long Shao for a while, Completely cut off the cause and effect between Gu King and Long Shao.

Looking outside the hall, feeling the surrounding atmosphere, Long Shao must be blocking the E Gate, but he probably won't show up until the Nalan family shows up.

"Why is the expression so serious?" Gu Wang stretched out his finger and poked him.

The Amethyst Dragon King held his hand instead, "I just suddenly remembered something that I didn't deal with." Seeing Ouyang Jing behind him, a dark light flashed in his vertical pupils. It seemed that before Long Shao came out, he had trouble finding him. It's time to come.

To say that the happiest one is Gongyilin. The moment he saw Ouyang Jing choose the Purple Crystal Dragon King, he almost applauded excitedly. Wouldn't be a wise choice.

Gong Yilin lowered his voice and said, "The time to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight is coming."

"Not necessarily." Qinghe's eyes seemed to have casually swept across the young son of the Du family behind the patriarch of the Du family, "Your troubles have just begun."

Gongyilin looked in the direction that Qinghe was looking at just now, and sighed: "If the heaven is not beautiful, good things are hard to come by."

As the last craftsman made a choice, the Du clan chief spoke again, "Since you all have someone to follow, there is no need to continue the competition."

With a wave of his hand, the scroll floated in mid-air, and the chief of the Du clan raised his sleeve, and the scroll unfolded again.

"Array, open!"

As his words fell, a huge six-pointed star appeared under everyone's feet, and at the center was a huge wind nest, the terrifying air flow in it was enough to make a monk fly with flesh and blood in an instant.

"The Du family is really generous," Gongyilin said, turning his head, "To build a formation with such a powerful lethality here, it must have used blood sacrifices and other ways of anger."

"Those who achieve great things don't care about small things. This is not an excuse that you humans have always loved to use."

Gong Yilin looked at the rubble on his head and thought for a while, "Marry a chicken as a chicken and marry a dog as a dog. With our relationship, you are somehow related to human beings."

Qinghe didn't quarrel with him, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity, "Don't act alone when you enter the secret realm."

Seeing his serious face, Gong Yilin whispered: "What's suspicious?" In the end, he felt that it was not appropriate to ask this question. After all, everything in front of him, including the people present, was not suspicious, so he changed his method. Ask: "Did you notice something?"

"This array is deployed here, neither is there ample support from heaven and earth spiritual power, nor is it blessed by treasures, but its power is not small. It is enough to use the array as a bridge to build a virtual space transmission entrance. It must be with the help of the general trend of heaven and earth. "

"Take advantage?" Gongyilin was stunned, "Is there any place in Du'emen that can provide the general trend of the world..." Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped, his eyes widened slightly, "Burning God Bridge?"

The last time he and Qinghe jumped into the sea of ​​flames, they found nothing. The deeper the flames became, the higher the temperature was. In the end, it was no longer something that a high level of cultivation or a treasure could defend against.

"Through the power of the earth's veins, taking advantage of the momentum to form an array, it must have paid a high price."

A conjecture could not help but emerge in Gongyilin's mind, a frightening conjecture for which no evidence can be found for the time being, whether the so-called "Climbing the Immortal Ladder" is a huge weapon spirit.

As for the Du family, they tricked countless strong men into entering, in order to sacrifice the spirit of the weapon with blood.

"I have a bad guess."

"I know." Qinghe said lightly.

Gongyilin raised his eyebrows, "You know?"

"Isn't it your usual style to think of the worst in everything?" Qinghe glanced at him lightly, "From this point of view, it's not difficult to guess what you're thinking of."

Gong Yilin: "You actually secretly observe my conduct. You have a crush on me. No, it's a long-planned plan."

Qinghe glanced at him with warning eyes.

Gong Yilin spread his hands: "Well, I admit, it's barely consensual."

"The big formation has already opened, if you don't enter now, when will you wait!" The head of the Du family shouted with excitement, and immediately a figure flew into the formation like lightning, the young master of the Du family and several old men followed him Behind him, protect the law for him.

In the blink of an eye, several people including the chief of the Du clan disappeared into the vortex.

Seeing that the Du family was ahead of the others, Madam Bai was the first one who couldn't hold back, she just heard her snort coldly, "Don't worry about him, I'll explore first!" into the vortex.

After Mrs. Bai entered the formation, the vortex wind in the center of the formation seemed to be a little weaker, and it no longer had the frightening power just now.

"Not good, this array will be closed soon." Leng Chen frowned.

""The Stairway to the Immortal", "The Stairway to the Immortal" has changed."

I don't know who screamed, everyone looked, and saw the ten-meter-long picture floating in the air, with a few small dots in the middle, those small dots were too small, like a speck of dust in the vast sea, but Everyone still found out at the first glance, without him, the few dots were actually moving!

"It's a few people from the Du family, and Mrs. Bai!" Leng Chen's eyes flashed, and without any hesitation, he flew into the formation with the craftsman beside him.

An opportunity to ascend to immortality is in front of us. Even if we know that the bamboo basket may be empty, or even lose our life, no one can remain indifferent, especially some old guys who are close to life, they are more willing to fight hard before dying. Give it a go!

Gong Yilin was very calm, he felt that someone was looking at him, raised his head, and met Ning Qing's eyes unexpectedly, the latter nodded at him, took Chang Le, and entered with Emperor Yu.

Gradually, there were not many people left on the field. As the formation was about to close, the few remaining people also gritted their teeth and rushed in. Gongyilin and Qinghe became the last two remaining in the main hall of Du'e Gate.

"Go in and have a look?" Qinghe looked at Gongyilin and said.

Gongyilin's eyes were focused on the picture scroll, but when he heard Qinghe's words, he thought for a while and then nodded, "Whether it's a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, I still have to go."

After all, he didn't act immediately, but took out a pen and painted on a piece of cloth.

This pen is very strange, it looks like an ordinary brush, but it is surrounded by a layer of blue light, as if it was condensed with the soul.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that Gong Yilin showed no signs of stopping writing, Qing He asked.

Gongyilin didn't raise his head and said: "Write down roughly the location of the person who entered in front, including the obvious signs around, so that we can wait for them to find the treasure after we go in, and then hit a sap and make a fortune in silence." .”

Qinghe: ...

Gong Yilin put away his pen, "The route must be well planned. In my opinion, it's better to start from the east, all the way to the west, with the alpine cableway as a cover, we will be invincible... wait, I haven't remembered everything yet, what are you doing?" You have to drag me, wait and go in again, there are still two waves of squads and I haven't observed the terrain they are in!"

Regardless of Gongyilin's shout, Qinghe dragged him in without hesitation.

The terrifying darkness struck, the world seemed to be dead silent, there was no sound, nothing could be seen in front of the eyes, and there was no difference between opening and closing eyes.

brush!

A small flame sprang up, almost illuminating a small piece of the surrounding world.

Qinghe looked at the quiet fire at Gongyilin's fingertips, and it was also rare that there was a sense of appreciation in his eyes. Huangquanhuo, a flame that only exists in legends, is really extraordinary. The flames of others must be immature at most to illuminate several miles. The Yellow Spring Fire in Gongyi Forest can illuminate the sky brightly.

"The fire is a little too big," he reminded.

Gongyilin was able to see through even a little bit. Although he only used a little bit of flame covered by his fingernails, it illuminated a whole world. It was so ostentatious that others would easily find their traces.

Soon, he turned the strands into threads, and controlled the flames to be as thick as a silver thread, just enough to illuminate the surrounding environment and the road ahead.

At this time, Gong Yilin took out the small rags that had been marked just now, and lowered his head to study, "Let me see who is the best place to start."

Qinghe sighed, and stretched out his hand to cover his sight, "Look for the exit first."

Gong Yilin looked up, "We just came in."

"So we have to find a way out first."

Most of the time between the two of them, Gongyilin was worried about how to leave room, but this time it was Qinghe who took the lead in thinking about this issue. Gongyilin realized the seriousness of the matter, "You must have something that you haven't told me. It's probably far away from here. It's more complicated than I imagined."

"It's not different from what you said, I just have a vague intuition that there are some bad things sealed here."

"Something not so good?" Gongyilin felt it calmly, and didn't think there was anything wrong. As a ghost cultivator, he was most sensitive to some evil spirits. He didn't find anything at the moment, but Gongyilin Instead of taking it lightly, he took Qing He's words to heart.

It is impossible to have illusions for no reason when the cultivation level has reached the realm of Qinghe. There must be something here that he has not discovered yet.

The unknown is often the scariest thing, Gong Yilin thought for a while and walked around behind Qinghe, "You take the lead, and I will be your strong backing."

Qinghe: ...

Gong Yilin smiled and said, "How about it, don't you feel particularly safe?"

Qinghe shook his head, "Go ahead."

Gongyilin's smile faltered, "You don't believe me?"

Qinghe looked at him, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and finally Gongyilin was defeated, "Well, I admit that even I have some doubts."

After finishing speaking, he obediently walked ahead and led the way.

While walking in Gongyilin, he did not forget to brag about himself, "burn yourself, and use my faint light to illuminate the road ahead for you. I am your guiding light in the dark, and the lighthouse on your road ahead. Looking at me is like seeing Liaoxi... ah!"

Feeling the pain from his buttocks, Gong Yilin turned around and said viciously, "Why did you kick me?"

"Too much nonsense."

"..."

Not everyone can be like Gong Yilin, talking and laughing along the way, and fighting with kung fu. The atmosphere of some other teams is much worse.

For example, Amethyst Dragon King should be happy to be alone in the team with Gu King, but Ouyang Jing joined the team halfway, making the supposedly harmonious atmosphere a bit strange.

While guarding against Ouyang Jing's tricks and guessing the other party's intentions, he also had to take care of the Gu King. The Amethyst Dragon King is not in a happy mood right now.

The originally happy two-person line turned into a three-person team, and the depression in it may only be known to him.

Sensing the danger of the Amethyst Dragon King, the Gu King asked from the side: "Do you want to take a rest?"

Hearing the words of his sweetheart, Amethyst Dragon King's eyes softened a lot, "No need."

King Gu stretched out his hand to hold his.

The Amethyst Dragon King was startled, and then there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after he was happy, he heard Gu Wang's pleasant voice, "If you are afraid, you can hide behind me, don't worry, I won't despise you."

The Purple Crystal Dragon King's smile froze, "You misunderstood."

Gu King: "No matter how powerful the race in this world is, there are things to be afraid of. If you are afraid of the dark, just say it. We won't laugh at you."

"We?" Amethyst Dragon King repeated the word.

Ouyang Jing on the side glanced at the Amethyst Dragon King, and said seriously: "It's true that you won't laugh."

Amethyst Dragon King: ...

For a moment, he really couldn't help wanting to kill Ouyang Jing.

When the Amethyst Dragon King was upset, the members of the Du family had already walked to the front of the crowd. They were the first to enter the formation, and they had sent the clan's arrogance to the secret realm before, and their understanding of this place was far beyond the crowd.

At this time, the chief of the Du clan who was walking in the front showed a sinister smile, and gave an order, "Find a way to lure these people to the Wulin. Even though he is a peerless genius, there is only one way to die after entering the Wulin."

The young master of the Du family who was following at the end of the team heard the word "fog forest" showing deep hatred. Before the head of the Du clan told everyone that he had sent Tianjiao into the secret realm to investigate, only half of it was true. They did send Tianjiao He came to the secret place to explore the truth, but he didn't care about his life and death, and insisted on letting him enter the most dangerous forest to explore the secrets, where there was almost no life, surrounded by mist.

But after that Tianjiao came out, his body was aging rapidly and his cultivation was regressing. The patriarch was not sad but happy, and even inquired about the state of the forest in detail, trying to lay a poisonous plan to lure the elites from all sides to take the bait. Not to mention being abandoned by the family, because of the loss of cultivation, his status has plummeted since then.Suicide with hatred.

"Father, I will definitely avenge you." The young master of the Du family vowed silently in his heart, the hatred in his eyes was subtly hidden, leaving only a pair of vicious eyes like poisonous snakes, staring at this void, "Enter here Everyone will die, regardless of the patriarch, relatives or those who are respected and powerful, I will let everyone be buried with you!"

……

Everyone has their own thoughts, everyone wants to let others die, but on the surface it is an illusion of sincere cooperation and peaceful coexistence, and there are occasional sincere people, such as Gongyilin and Qinghe, Amethyst Dragon King and Gu King, Yuhuang father and daughter, It seems a bit different among these people.

Gongyilin didn't know that he could be classified as a good person for the first time in his life. He was sitting on a boulder with his sword in his arms. The flame in his hand was only the size of a grain of rice. His handsome face was faintly visible under the firelight. Looks like a lone wolf heroic.

Qinghe broke this illusion, didn't say much, stood beside Gongyilin, and let him stare blankly at the sky, seemingly thinking, or in a daze.

"Understood." Suddenly, Gong Yilin said without thinking, "No, it seems to be a little worse." Yu Bi tilted his head, and continued to open his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qinghe looked at him from the side by the light of the fire. Although Gongyilin didn't move once he stopped, and his body was rooted in the ground like a stone, he was very interesting to watch, and could make a person who couldn't be idle for a moment think about it quietly. One thing, it's really interesting.

As for why Gongyilin fell into this state, we have to start from not long ago.

At that time, Gongyilin was bickering with Qinghe. Of course, he was the main one. Qinghe only occasionally responded with a sentence or two, but just a few words, not only miraculously silenced Gongyilin, but also made the other party feel awkward. .

Gong Yilin was thinking about how to fight back, when a squirrel suddenly ran in front of him, saying that it was just a squirrel was a bit inaccurate, this 'uninvited guest' had a fluffy and soft tail, but it was so big that it was almost bigger than the whole body More than ten times, Gong Yilin has no doubt that it can attract a strong wind to do things with a flick of its tail.

The body of the squirrel with the big tail is fiery red, the eyes are very bright, and it looks like a cute thing, but in such an environment, even if it is a soft-hearted boy and girl, Changle is here, and they dare not take it lightly. Take this squirrel as a small pet and keep it with you.

For a moment, Gong Yilin bent down and stared at the little squirrel, but no one moved.

Then I saw Gongyilin talking to himself, saying some incomprehensible words, and after a while, he took out a giant sword from the storage bag and hugged it in his arms, sitting on the boulder , began to fall into the identity of the meditator.

After the little squirrel made such a move in Gongyilin, it ran away without a trace.

After a long time, Gongyilin's fingers holding the sword trembled slightly, and then his whole body moved. He retracted the giant sword without hesitation, jumped off the boulder, looked around, and frowned, "Then What about a squirrel?"

"Run away." Qinghe said lightly.

Gongyilin, "Why don't you stop it?"

Qinghe looked extremely calm, "I'm not hungry yet."

This sentence was said without emotional ups and downs at all, as if stating a very ordinary thing.

Gongyilin couldn't help shivering. Sure enough, in the world of the monster race, there are only differences between strong and weak, and the difference between eating and being eaten. Rare fruits formed by good fortune.It's a pity, because the aura is too strong, only the powerful demon body of the big monster can bear it. If you try to enjoy it with human flesh and blood, sooner or later you will bleed from your seven orifices and explode to death.

Thinking of this, Gong Yilin patted his chest, showing an expression of being spared, "I'm still not a monster, so I don't have to face the threat of being eaten."

From the corner of Qinghe's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Gongyi Lin Song's breathless expression, and roughly guessed what he was thinking. After thinking about it, it was too early to let him go without telling him.

After all, there are many ways to eat.

Gong Yilin, who still doesn't know that he is too stupid and sweet, puts aside his worries and starts to talk about business, "I remembered, it was a doom-tailed rat just now. It is said that it will only appear in extremely cold or bloody places. Once Appearing will surely herald the coming of bad luck.”

Qinghe: "It's nonsense."

Gong Yilin stretched out his tingly arm that hadn't been moved for a long time, "I used to think it was just hearsay, but later I heard the elder brother accidentally talk about it. The legend of the doom tail mouse is very likely to be true."

Qinghe looked at Gongyilin, "Why?"

Gong Yilin searched his memory, and said seriously: "Eldest brother said it, because there is something wrong with its appearance."

In fact, the original words of senior brother Gongyilin are as follows: "Red fur, flamboyant nature, sharp teeth, sharp mouth, huge tail, extremely ugly. The face is so unbearable, it will bring disaster to people just by looking at it. "

Almost at the moment when Gong Yilin spoke, a pine nut flew from the dark and hit him directly on the head. The distance was too close, and it was dark again. Gong Yilin didn't check for a while, and his head was swollen. .

Gong Yilin immediately drew out his sword, and slashed at the direction where the pine nuts were flying, cursing as he swung the sword: "You're right to call you ugly!"

Both Qinghe and the Doomtail mouse hiding in the dark felt that this sentence sounded strange, but the sentence was very fluent.

It has to be said that Gongyilin's talent in kendo is indeed not high. His sword has a gorgeous appearance, but its lethality is not enough compared to his other methods. Of course, this is to ignore Gongyilin Before throwing the sword as a hidden weapon, the real swordsman always has the sword in his hand, and forgets the death of the sword. In a real battle, it is hard to imagine that a person holding a sword will use the sword as a hidden weapon, and throw it with bare hands at a critical moment, sending out a fatal blow. hit.

Qinghe looked at Gongyilin, and finally asked the question that had been buried in his heart since just now, "Why do you hold your sword when you think?"

Fighting fashion is understandable, but Gong Yilin is used to sitting on a rock with a giant sword in his arms every time he thinks about a problem.

Gong Yilin replied, "This makes me more unique."

Qinghe: ...