Immortals are not as good as dancing

At this time, the nine Nascent Souls were already crossing the lake with the blue young phoenix.Ye Pianzhou followed the trajectory of these people and floated all the way to the lake.

As soon as he entered the lake, Meng Ran felt the rich and peaceful aura on the lake.Under this tall tufted tree, although it was dark, the aura was full of serenity.But the subtle movements in this sense of tranquility seem to contain huge explosive power.

Just when Meng Ran felt this subtlety, there was a dense sound of flapping wings above the lake.

The colorful mist above the lake swirled straight into the sky as if it was blasted in an instant. It was so dense that it sounded like a roar. In the sound of flapping wings, the crimson winged Gu worms under the colorful mist came from the bottom of the "lake" like It rushed out like a wave, and hit Ye Pianzhou's location.

Meng Ran, who was not deceived by the appearance, smiled slightly, and her body moved flexibly.

Before leaving, the silver bell presented by Diesheng was hanging on Mengran's waist.As Meng Ran started to move, the sound of the silver bell came clearly from the dense fluttering of wings.

A spiritual wave spread from Meng Ran's body to all directions.

Rolling up from the bottom of the lake, the waves of Gu worms pressing down on Meng Ran's surroundings, the moment they touched the spiritual waves, it was as if they had cast a body-holding technique, and then fell to the lake one after another.

The silver bell was still ringing, and the falling Gu worms, driven by another spiritual wave, flew up from the bottom of the lake one after another, trying to continue to surround Meng Ran.

On the tuan tree outside the lake, someone was alarmed by the movement in the holy lake.

Looking from these clusters of trees towards the lake surface of the holy lake, the Ye Pianzhou seemed to be swaying in the huge red waves.But very soon, following the dance of the dark blue figure on the Ye Pianzhou, the sound of the silver bell gradually replaced the sound of the wing gu's flapping wings.Wing Gu is still flying in the air, but it doesn't look like it is going to attack the two people on Ye Pianzhou.

Unexpectedly, with the dancing of the figure, the sound of the silver bell and the sound of fluttering wings gradually merged into one, bursts of aura began to emerge from the Wing Gu, and merged with the aura of the dancer. This fusion made the Holy Lake The aura above is connected together, and has a tendency to continue to spread outside the holy lake.

When the spiritual light diffused from the holy lake, Gu worms of all kinds and sizes also flew out of the colorful mist outside the holy lake.Even the many non-flying Gu insects climbed out of the range of the colorful mist along the trunk of the tuanshu, clung to the trunk of the tuanshu, and followed the sound of the silver bell, shaking their tentacles and wagging their tails.All of them looked extremely comfortable.

Afterwards, these Gu worms that survived the colorful fog in the Zhonggu City began to glow with aura around them as the silver bells swayed, and merged with the aura as one, and continued to go outside the holy lake. diffuse in scope.

Soon, even the Gu worms of the Gu cultivators on the group tree began to disregard the Gu master's wishes, absorbing these auras instinctively, and joined the swaying ranks.

The pleasant feeling from the natal Gu made many Gu cultivators couldn't help but sway with the bell.After swaying twice, I felt something was wrong again. With great perseverance, I suppressed the urge to continue to move.

On the small island in the middle of the lake, the nine Nascent Souls, who were so horrified by the situation and fell to their knees before they had time to tell the Holy King, had ashen-colored faces.

Lan Chufeng, like these people, knelt under the tall tree that seemed to be invisible to the top.

With the permeation of the aura and the shaking of the bell, Lan Chufeng's natal spider Gu has crawled out from the hair crown. The round body is twisting left and right to the rhythm of the silver bell, looking so cheerful.

Lan Chufeng knelt here, not daring to move.But it doesn't prevent her from entrusting the primordial consciousness that she wants to dance the most to the natal Gu, and moves accordingly.

Even if such a big scene can be made, Lan Chufeng suddenly doesn't worry so much about her own life.

A blue-green figure floated out from the cluster of trees on the small island in the middle of the lake.Jade feet like white snow lightly stepped on the wing Gu in the air, approaching Ye Pianzhou.

Strictly speaking, that figure is of three colors.Black hair, blue clothes, white skin.

She quickly floated from the tree to Ye Pianzhou where Meng Ran was.The toe tapped lightly on the back of a Wing Gu that was about the same size as her toe.

"Holy King??" The nine Nascent Soul envoys couldn't tell whether they were surprised or terrified when they saw that the Holy King, who had never stepped out of the holy tree, appeared on the lake like this.

Immediately afterwards, something that surprised them even more happened.

The holy king, who was stepping on the wing Gu, started to dance with the male cultivator of Naque Xizhou.

One stood on Ye Pianzhou, and the other stepped on the wing Gu flying in the air, dancing relative to each other like this.

Meng Ran didn't feel the malice coming from the holy king at all, and as the holy king danced, the aura under the group tree matched his dancing posture rapidly.

The aura here is different from that of other places in Nanxianzhou. It is full of yearning and worship for life, and it is also full of vitality.

Meng Ran's aura began to be introverted, and she felt that she could dance with lightness all over her body, and Meng Ran didn't suppress this feeling.Stepping on floating steps, he flew out from Ye Pianzhou.

The woman known as the Holy King still maintains the figure of a girl. Looking at Meng Ran's dancing posture, she changes her dance steps briskly.

Every time Meng Ran took a step, the girl's footsteps could fit in with him appropriately, and every step seemed to have already calculated Meng Ran's foothold.Even though they were dancing solo, the two of them seemed to blend into one body.

In the darkness under the tree like Luo Gai, in the spiritual light around the Gu worm, and in the bursts of light silver bells, this scene is as beautiful as a dream.

And with the addition of the Holy King, the aura circle that diffused from the Gu worm's body quickly diffused towards the periphery of the Zhonggu City.

The Gu worms flying under the cluster of trees, the Gu worms twisting on the tree trunk, and the Gu worms cultivated by the Gu masters on the top of the tree, all danced to this song, dancing cheerfully, emitting a strong spiritual light all over their bodies.

The entire Zhonggu City was lit up by this aura bit by bit, and finally turned into a spirit bead emitting luminous energy in the Zhonggu Realm.

Such a green light full of vitality finally lit up the tuanshu on the small island of the holy lake.A green aura shines directly into the sky from the cluster tree on the small island in the middle of the lake.

The Gu worms that were still dancing just now began to stop their wings, slow down their tails, and stop their bodies.

The sound of flapping wings began to disappear, and the sound of the silver bell also slowly stopped.The Gu worms on the holy lake glowed with aura, and disappeared into the mist.

Meng Ran stepped on the floating steps, and a white night flower bloomed under her feet.

The girl also stopped dancing, and fixed her eyes on the epiphyllum at Meng Ran's feet. Surprise appeared on her expressionless face, and she spit out two words, and she was about to throw herself into Meng Ran's arms.

Meng Ran dodged subconsciously.

The girl missed the pounce, her face was full of disappointment, and she still had unspeakable doubts: "Lord Zuwu?"

Meng Ran was stunned: "What did you call me?"

"Master Zu Wu." The girl shouted clearly.

"..." Meng Ran heard clearly this time, but she didn't know what to say.

The nine Nascent Souls kneeling on the small island in the middle of the lake were stunned, and even turned their heads to look at Lan Chufeng in a daze, wanting to confirm something.

Lan Chufeng was also stunned. Why did Wuxiu of Xizhou suddenly become the ancestor witch in the mouth of the Holy King?

Nanxianzhou's word of mouth about the ancestral witch suddenly popped up in Lan Chufeng's mind: psychic powers of heaven and earth, dancing to control a hundred gu, stepping on the white sky, and helping all people.

Wasn't that scene just now "dancing against a hundred Gus, stepping on Bai Tan"?

It's just that this senior Meng has revealed his identity from the very beginning. He is Pan'er's master, and he has mentors, and he is a cultivator of the Xizhou Tianwumen.Lan Chufeng didn't think about Zu Wu at all.

But just at this moment, many thoughts flashed through Lan Chufeng's mind.Not to mention whether this is really the ancestor witch, even if all this is just a coincidence, there are many things that can be borrowed to resolve this crisis.

The girl who was called the Holy King by everyone persevered in front of Meng Ran, even a little anxious in her voice, and continued to shout: "Lord Zuwu?!"

Meng Ran had no choice but to say: "I'm not some ancestral witch, I am indeed..."

"Impossible! You are Master Ancestral Witch! For this Holy King Mulau, I have obeyed the order of the Holy King and have been waiting for the Ancestral Witch for more than a thousand years. Now that the Gu King is about to wake up, I also ask the Holy King to bless you." The girl said, Already facing Meng Ran's direction, she landed on her knees in the air and knelt down.

Meng Ran was shocked and immediately avoided it.

Seeing this, the girl became even more anxious. Her light brown pupils were water-colored. She kept her kneeling posture and moved slightly. She turned around and knelt down to Meng Ran again: "Holy King Mulawu, please bless the ancestral witch."

Meng Ran was completely dumbfounded. At the beginning, they believed that they had nothing to do with Nanxianzhou Wuxiu.

Now the holy king of Nanxian Continent kneels in front of him, and calls himself Zuwu, please bless him, who will tell him, what is the situation now?He just came over for a dance?

dance?

Witch dance?

Meng Ran felt that she had grasped the key point, and at the same time felt a little sad for her own brain hole, which seemed to grow bigger and bigger.

It can't be that the Nanxianzhou witch dance is actually a modified Tianwumen dance, right?

Even the sage king knelt in front of him and begged for blessings. The more Meng Ran thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high.

After all, the entire Que Xizhou has jumped on it now.

Cangyuan Luliuzhou was divided into six pieces from one piece. Back then, Tianwumen was the Cangyuanlu Great Sect. It is entirely possible that some disciples of the sect came to places like Nanxianzhou and left something behind. of.

But... there is no record about Wuxiu and Wuwu in Nanxianzhou in Tianwumen!

Seniors, are you cheating again?

Meng Ran looked at Lan Chufeng who was still kneeling on the small island in the middle of the lake. If this happened, there would be no problem in saving Lan Chufeng's life.

However, Meng Ran didn't know whether it was good or bad to get involved in the name of the ancestor witch of Nanxianzhou.

And after Meng Ran hesitated for a while, the girl who was kneeling just now suddenly lost strength and fell straight to the lake.

"Holy King!" The nine Nascent Souls were anxious.

Of course, Meng Ran couldn't just let people fall like this.

But someone, Meng Ran, was faster. Seeing that Meng Ran was about to reach out to hug someone, a magic talisman had already firmly supported the girl's figure.

The author has something to say: Meng Ran: Isn't Tianwumen's bombardment a bit too much?

Patriarchs of Tianwumen: We are so handsome, blame us?

Meng Ran: ...Do you dare to be more handsome?

Patriarchs of Tianwumen: emmmm, you will know later!