Immortals are not as good as dancing

Three days later, a shuttle boat passed through Wei Zizong's mountain guard formation.

"Wow, it's here, it's here, look quickly, look quickly." Even with the warning from the headmaster, some people couldn't help cheering when they saw the shuttle boat.

In such voices, the people who had been waiting for a long time raised their heads and looked into the sky.

A figure flew out from both sides of the shuttle boat, followed by the second, and the third...

The boys and girls of the Tianwu Gate, who are walking on floating steps, are leisurely and wanton. The silver stars on the sleeves and cloaks of the boys and girls sprinkle the sky with spiritual light, and they fly towards the square at the waist of Wei Zizong Mountain on the back of the shuttle boat.

The very ordinary shuttle boats in Liangyi Mountain also look extraordinarily mysterious and elegant because of these Wuxiu's guards.

When they were about to reach the square, the restriction on the shuttle boat was finally lifted.

Wu Changliu, who is dressed in a new student uniform of blue gemstones, stands on a boat with a jade head, and is handsome and handsome.

He raised his hand slightly, and a jade pagoda appeared in his hand, and it was thrown onto the platform.

The jade pagoda rises in the wind, and young girls and boys walking on floating steps surround the jade pagoda and slowly float down on the square.

The dancing cultivators who landed on the ground, the silver aura around them spun around and spread out in all directions.

The moment the jade pagoda fell to the ground, the eight thunder lotuses disappeared in a flash at the eaves of the jade pagoda, and it seemed as if I could hear the Sanskrit music from the Buddhist kingdom in my ears.

"I... I seem to feel the calling of heaven to me."

"I feel that just now, I have ascended to immortality."

"It turns out that fairy children and fairies are dressed similarly to cultivators of Tianwumen."

The shuttle boat in the air began to get smaller and floated towards the platform.

When the distance from the ground was less than a few tens of feet, several people on the shuttle boat stepped up from the boat smoothly on floating steps, stepped on a few fleeting silver-white night clouds in the air, and headed towards the square. Float in the direction.

These people landed leisurely, and Master Qing Hao of Wei Zizong had already stepped up to greet them: "Everyone has worked hard all the way."

Wu Changliu smiled slightly: "Thanks to the real person, I have a safe journey."

With just this smile, there was an uncontrollable commotion among the crowd standing around the square.

"Oh my god, I must have a great cultivation, otherwise how could I be so close to Mr. Changliu."

"I can't do it anymore, Mr. Changliu's smile is so handsome that I will faint."

Naturally, such a commotion cannot be concealed from the ears of all cultivators.

Wan Wan, who was standing beside Meng Ran, couldn't help snickering when she heard these whispers.

"Ah~~ Junior Sister Wan Wan just laughed."

"I'm Wanwan~~~ so cute."

These are the voices of idiots at first glance. As a senior, Meng Ran said: irritable.

Who are you Wan Wan?Can you call me little junior sister?

Probably because he was afraid that his disciples would continue to lose face, Master Qing Hao, whose face had already turned dark by half, couldn't wait to ask: "Everything is ready in the Tianwu Pagoda."

"Everything is ready," Wu Changliu turned sideways slightly, and made a gesture of invitation: "I only owe you all to enter the tower."

Daoist Qing Hao replied: "Okay, order them down and arrange them to enter the pagoda."

Several foundation builders behind Daoist Qing Hao agreed, turned and left.

The eight-sided tower gate of Tianwu Tower opened, and the crowd scattered around the square all entered along the tower gate after a while.

When Wei Zizong's foundation-building disciples and Qi-refining disciples were about to enter the pagoda, the alchemy cultivators of Wei Zizong finally came from Wei Zizong's palaces to Tianwu Pagoda, landed on the second floor of Tianwu Pagoda, and entered the private room directly.

Wei Zizong's people had already entered the tower, Liangyi Yang Lan and others who landed on the shuttle boat also came over, and escaped into the Tianwu tower together with Wu Changliu Mengran and others.

The Tianwu Pagoda has been refined, and the interior has become larger and more beautiful.

Of course, these beauties can only be glimpsed when entering the tower. When the dance begins, the Tianwu Tower is plunged into darkness that even cultivators cannot see.

"Hey! Why is it so dark?" The little cultivators who entered the Tianwu Tower for the first time still didn't react.

"Did you not read the dance watching manual that was handed out? In order to make the dance more effective, there is a formation to shield the aura in the Tianwu Pagoda." They are all from the same sect, and some people don't understand, so naturally someone helps to clarify the confusion.

There were others who wanted to talk, and the coughing of the alchemy cultivator could already be heard from the private room on the second floor.The minor repairs on the first floor were instantly quiet.

After a moment of silence, a spiritual light lit up on the stage, followed by ancient music with a calming effect.

The white-clothed dancer has calm eyes and slow and light movements. He is obviously watching the dance, but he can't help being intoxicated by it, and even his heart calms down.

The cultivators of Wei Zizong also don't understand why these movements and music are so magical.

After the white-clothed cultivator finished dancing for a while, darkness returned to the stage.

When the next spiritual light came on, there was indeed a small voice in the Tianwu Pagoda.There are surprises, surprises, and surprises.

The dancer with a black veil covered his face, his every move looked extremely familiar, but he couldn't bear to miss even his slight shrugging of his shoulders and slight tilt of his head.

Everyone who watches the dance has a certain style. I can even guess what he will dance next. I must have seen him somewhere.

However, until the light came on the stage, the dancer in white and the dancer in black appeared on the stage at the same time, pulled out the folding fan from his sleeve at the same time, swung the fan at the same time, folded his body, and moved to change positions.

It took everyone a moment to realize that the sound of the music was actually the same, and the movements of the two dancers were also exactly the same. The only difference was the dance costumes on the dancers.

The dance of Sibian continued on the stage, and many disciples of Wei Zizong who had excellent comprehension in the audience had already realized something.

When the ethereal singer's voice sounded in the Tianwu Pagoda, many disciples felt that Yuan Consciousness was traveling to the infinite void in an instant. , cannot touch the boundary.

I don't know when, there is a sultry chuckle, as if it is close to the ear, but it seems to fall in the heart.The low panting sound pierced into the eardrums, and even though he was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, the figure of the black-clothed dancer still appeared in his mind.Even with that low panting sound, many seductive poses that have never been seen before are changed.

It's...it's okay to... go a little further! !Yes, it's ok...

No, that dancer didn't do that, these were just imaginings.It is precisely because I have desires in my heart that the realm of immortality cannot touch the boundaries.

Some people can get out of their feet and stop their thoughts, while others are deeply stuck in it.

Some people's cultivation has started to rise, while others have gone mad.

When the sound of celestial music and the sound of demonic barriers entered the ears at the same time, the cultivation level of those who stopped thinking would improve more rapidly, and those who were deeply involved in it even fell into a coma.

Wei Qinghao never knew that the reason he had been trapped in the Dharma of forming alchemy for more than a hundred years was actually because there was still a trace of obsession in his heart that he didn't know about.

Amid such dancing postures and music, he unexpectedly saw his long-lost wife.There is no other person in this world who shares his heart with him. Unfortunately, her qualifications are slightly inferior, and she stops at Foundation Establishment.

At that time, he was already a cultivator of alchemy, and he accompanied her to the last journey, and he always thought that it was just that he was sad at that time, and he had already walked out.For so many years, he didn't even miss her.

However, the thoughts of lovesickness can no longer be suppressed.

It turned out to be so, so it turned out to be so.

Wei Qinghao burst into tears for a moment, but there was no regret in his heart.

Unlike Wei Qinghao, on the side of the elegant room, there is a spiritual vortex that has been formed.

Wei Qinghao's heart is like a bright mirror, and the wonderful dance of Tianwumen probably has nothing to do with him.If Junior Brother Qi Hao can conceive a baby, it will be considered that the dance performance will not be in vain.

Wei Qinghao picked up his mood and brushed the disciples who had been seriously injured by Si Bianzhiwu out of the tower one by one.For those who are not strong in mind, the road to the Great Dao will inevitably be bumpy, so you might as well be gentle with these disciples.

In the main hall of Wei Zizong's head, only Wei Jianjia was sitting quietly today.

Several maids around her also went into the pagoda to watch the dance. For Wei Jianjia, this was probably the most peaceful day.

Nascent Soul cultivators in this realm have a lifespan of ten thousand years, and Wei Jianjia, who has only passed a thousand years old, feels that time is really long.Inviting Tianwumen to perform dance is for the sake of future generations.Whether it will be successful or not, Wei Jianjia actually didn't have too much expectation.

Everyone's chances are not the same. In his opinion, the achievement of four Nascent Souls in a dance of debate is already the limit.No more... Maybe it's impossible?Just, have to try.

When the sound of a spirit vortex came from halfway up the mountain, Wei Jianjia even froze for a while before slowly standing up.

As he walked towards the gate of the main hall, the jade Zen stick in Wei Jianjia's hand also trembled with "jingling bells".

And between these few steps, a second spiritual vortex actually formed.

"Two?" There was a smile on Wei Jianjia's face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, as if he still had doubts about the matter.

Looking down from the position of the main hall, Wei Zizong's Yaoyao Qingfeng can be seen at a glance.The jade-colored Tianwu Pagoda located halfway up the mountain, with the formation of the spiritual vortex, a huge golden lotus flower emerged from the top of the pagoda.

The lotus flower emerged, and Wei Jianjia felt Wei Zifeng's aura, and quickly gathered towards the lotus flower, even the edges of the petals were purple-gold.

In the next moment, two huge peony flower shadows appeared in the air, and compared with this lotus flower, they were not inferior at all.

The rich but refreshing fragrance of flowers came from afar from the direction of the Jade Pagoda.Different aura fluctuations also spread from the direction of the Jade Pagoda to the surroundings.

It was late autumn at this time, and because Wei Zizong was good at planting, Wei Zifeng had such an invincible turquoise color all year round.

Just as the Lingbo spread around, all kinds of fine powder, white, blue, yellow, and red began to compete with green.

Wei Jianjia has never seen such a scene. It is rumored that the cultivator of Wei Zizong conceived a baby, and the aura is fragrant and a hundred flowers bloom. He has never seen it, because the person who conceived the baby is himself.

But at this time, Wei Zifeng appeared on Wei Zifeng with a vitality that he had never felt before. They were surging, using all their vitality to absorb the aura that exudes the fragrance of pure spirit, and then used all the aura to grow desperately .

Wei Jianjia's previously tired state of mind also quietly cracked a gap.A fresh green shoot broke out of the shell from that gap.Man is the spirit of all things, and all things are still like this, how can man not fight?

All of a sudden, the purple dress on Wei Jianjia's body became brighter, and Ziye's eyebrows and eyes also became deeper.