Jiugai Dragon Song

Jiecheng is located above the fairy sea, in the void, surrounded by roaring waves.

The place where the mortal world and the world of cultivating immortals communicate should be such a bustling place.

"Come, come! Let's take a look, gentlemen!"

"Guest officer, please come inside!"

"Take a look at the good magic weapon!"

"Fuzhuan! If it doesn't work, you don't need money!"

People were coming and going, the traffic was busy, and the shouting was louder than the waves.

The storyteller bared his teeth on the main road, and the story was so impassioned: "Speaking of which, it has been 50 years since Master Huo of the Defeating Soul Sect assisted Mozun in stealing the demon pills! Damn! [-] years are very important to everyone in the world of cultivating immortals!" With a flick of a finger! Everyone remember this!"

This is a very important matter, and there is a lot of noise, and there are not a few people who agree with him.

Jiecheng is well-known for being lively, and it is not uncommon to see martial arts fighting on the streets. It is colorful and noisy!

It is said that the most lively place in Jiecheng is "Qingyuan Tower".

The business of this restaurant is booming, and the upper and lower halls are bustling without exception. The people gathered here are from the Three Thousand Continents of Yuanjue Continent, with various accents mixed in the room, and there are also monsters and aliens among them.Immortal cultivators, mortals, and strangers trade in a strange harmony.

The waiter in the shop had already developed a pair of eyes for insight into the world, so when he saw a white boot embroidered with dark patterns of auspicious clouds stepping in, his eyes lit up.

The visitor was tall and slender, wearing a long silver dress that dragged to the floor, a flowing white belt was tied around the narrow waist, and the cuffs were fastened with jade wristbands, simple and capable.

Half of the ink hair is loose and the other half is high.A strand of white hair on the left temple is hooked into the hair crown, and the strand of white hair is not obtrusive in the black hair of the head, but it is elegant and unique.High nose and thin lips, eyebrow tails hidden in the temples, skin white as snow, handsome and flawless.

Jun Xiangruo glanced around the lobby, and found a seat where no one was there.

Xiaoer was about to pass by with the kettle in his hands, when a figure quickly came out from the back hall and rushed over, unexpectedly a step ahead, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the boss.

"Mr. Jun, please drink tea." Boss Chen squeezed his bloated body over, poured a cup of tea for Jun Xiangruo, and smiled enthusiastically.

Jun Xiangruo glanced at the teacup, "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Hey." Boss Chen sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and his eyes were full, "How rare is the Nirvana Pearl, Mr. Jun knows it well, what is the price—see...? "

Jun Xiangruo threw a bag of high-grade spirit stones on the table.

The Nirvana Pearl is the sacred object of the Yuanjue Continent, and there are four of them, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu.

A single one is just a decoration full of aura, but it is said that as long as four are gathered together, it can help people ascend and bring the dead back to life.

This thing was congealed by the ascending half-step immortal with blood essence to seal the Yaozun. Now it is scattered across the Three Thousand Continents, with a powerful enchantment. It is a question of whether anyone has seen it, let alone gathered it together.

However, in recent years, their barriers have inexplicably loosened, and those who are interested can naturally find out a thing or two.

Looking at the Three Thousand States, the biggest "careful person" is Boss Chen of Qingyuan Building.

Boss Chen glanced at the Lingshi, with a hidden smile in his eyes, and pretended to be calm, "There is one in the Hongxia Realm opened recently in Weizhou."

Jun Xiangruo didn't speak, but took a sip of tea.

Boss Chen observed the words and expressions very carefully, "Oh! Don't worry, Mr. Jun, don't you know my news? If it's fake, I'll send you to smash this signboard!"

Jun Xiangruo put down the teacup and pushed the spirit stone to him, "I believe you."

Boss Chen grinned and put the spirit stone into his space capsule, smacked his lips, and said, "The Rainbow Realm has many treasures but is extremely dangerous, my lord—"

Jun Xiang Ruohan said, "You shouldn't care about that."

"This miraculous bead, I don't know what the gentleman wants to get it for?" Boss Chen's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

Jun Xiangruo didn't even look at him, "You shouldn't care."

Boss Chen was not annoyed, but he poured another cup of tea for Jun Xiangruo. He licked his lips, put his elbows on the table, and moved closer to Jun Xiangruo, pretending to be mysterious. , whispered: "By the way, that person happened to ask me about the Hongxia Realm just now." As he spoke, he raised his eyes to the corner.

Jun Xiangruo followed his gaze.

Sitting in the corner was a handsome young man in black clothes. His face was pale with blood loss, his long hair was as thick as ink, and his face was as deep as a knife. With a clear hand, he raised the wine glass to his cold thin lips, and gave Jun Xiangruo a neutral glance.

"What does it have to do with me?" Jun Xiangruo got up to leave.

"My lord." Boss Chen also stood up.

"Is there any more nonsense?" Jun Xiangruo turned around and looked at him.

"You haven't given me the tea money yet."

"..." Jun Xiangruo threw a few more spirit stones over, and said with his lips, "A profiteer."

Boss Chen spread his hands with a smile.

Weizhou.

Hongxia Realm opens every 30 years. It does not belong to any sect. It is suspended in the sea of ​​clouds and isolated on the cliff.

On the side is the nine-day hanging spring pouring down, the water is all over the sky, and a long rainbow is connected with the mountain, hence the name.

Changhong is void and has no substance, and one cannot step on it. There is an unknown thousand-year-old black stone under the cliff, and all immortal cultivators on it will temporarily lose their mana, so using mana will not make it through.

A few people who didn't believe in evil wanted to fly over with Yujian, but their mana was drained by a powerful force, and they fell under the sea of ​​clouds together with the sword.

After that, no one dared to rush over, and the discouraged monks all stood on the edge of the cliff.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a figure in a cloak jumped to the edge of the cliff, tapped the ground with his toes, and rose into the air.

But seeing him stepping in the void, he lightly tapped on the rainbow, turned slightly sideways, made another toss and reached the opposite side, and walked into the glow.

too fast!

The people who reacted exclaimed!

"Physical arts." A man in white and a veiled hat whispered.

"Master, what is that?" A 15-year-old boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes beside him held his sleeve.

Jiang Hanmo slapped him on the head, "I told you to read the book carefully, but you don't read it."

Jiang Bai rubbed his head with a face of grievance, and whispered: "Who read the little book you gave, childish."

Jiang Hanmoquan pretended not to hear him, and explained: "Our cultivation of immortals pays attention to Qi training, absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and storing it in the dantian, and then exporting the spiritual energy from the dantian to the body is magic. These mysterious stones will prevent the spiritual energy from being exported outside the body. However, Taishu gathers the spiritual power in the body at any place in the body, and exerts it through martial arts.

"However, not everyone can practice physical skills. They must be people with excellent bones, and they must practice from an early age so that the meridians of the whole body can be dredged and the spiritual power in the body can be controlled at will. In addition, they are also very particular about martial arts, otherwise they will go off the rails Obsessed."

"Physical arts, it's rare." Jiang Hanmo sighed and shook his head, the white gauze in front of him shook together, he simply took off the veil, revealing a beautiful face that would take one's breath away no matter who looked at it. Half enchanting and powdery, but with a cool and dusty temperament.

"Ah! Master, what are you doing! There are too many people here, don't take it down!" Jiang Bai frowned and wanted to grab the curtain cap in his hand.

Jiang Hanmo held it high, "It's too hot to be a teacher."

Jiang Bai: "..." You are a monk, why is it so hot, you obviously think it is in the way...

Jiang Hanmo squinted his red phoenix eyes and looked at the place where the black shadow left, and said: "Also, that is the long-lost 'Ice Flower Flying Willow Step', which is really good."

"Is there anything special?" Jiang Bai was not tall enough, so he gave up grabbing the cap.

"Boy, didn't you notice it? There is a rainbow here and the air is humid. He selectively freezes the water mist to help him. He freezes everything he touches with spiritual power. This is the Frost Flower Flying Willow Step." Jiang Hanmo put on it again. Putting on the hat, he was still looking in the direction the man was leaving.

"Master, don't talk about others, how can we get there?"

Jiang Hanmo smiled brightly, "Using the weapon."

Jiang Bai originally had the fantasy of stepping in coolly and madly, but when he heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes at his rich and powerful master.

Jiang Hanmo smiled, pointed to the bottom of the cliff and said, "Or—jump directly?"

Jiang Bai:? ? ?It's over, it's cheap, Master's magic barrier is gone.

Jiang Hanmo smiled meaningfully.