Someone always brushes my favorability

The endless Qingmang Mountains and the vast forest sea are like a boundless green ocean.

Colorful rays of light soared into the sky deep in the mountains.

Countless auras flashed across the sky, and casual cultivators and disciples from various sects galloped towards the center of the Qingmang Mountain Range.

The spirit ship with the logo of the Immortal Dao Sect landed in the Qingmang Mountains, and Zhenjun Shuhua and Zhenjun Liyue walked off the spirit ship with a group of Jindan disciples.

The mountain peaks that are close at hand are shrouded in brilliant colorful rays of light, like a natural barrier, blocking everyone out.

Everyone could only vaguely see a stone gate looming in the colorful sunlight.

Many rogue cultivators rushed over impatiently, but when they came into contact with the brilliant sunlight, they only heard screams, and every inch of flesh and blood disappeared, and many rogue cultivators finally turned into a puddle of blood.

Seeing this, the monks present were taken aback and did not dare to act rashly.

"What does True Monarch Xuanwei think?"

Zhenjun Baifeng of the Beast Sect smiled and asked Xuanwei Zhenjun of the Tianji Sect next to him. Behind him was a group of disciples of the Beast Sect wearing blue Taoist robes. Each disciple of the Beast Sect was accompanied by different types of majestic monsters.

The disciples of Tianji Sect are dressed in white robes, not stained with dust, and Zhenjun Xuanwei is the best among them. His long snow-white hair is tied up by a jade crown. If you look closely, his eyes are dull and without a trace of focus.

As a well-known Tianjizi in the sky world, many monks knew that True Monarch Xuanwei was born with eye problems and could not see.

"It's not up yet, everyone, don't be impatient." He smiled lightly and asked the disciples of Tianji Sect to set up camp in the same place.

Sure enough, as time passed, the colorful glow gradually dimmed, and the ancient and mysterious patterns on the huge stone gate became more and more clear.

Sword Sect disciples, Medicine Sect disciples and other casual cultivators came one after another.

All the two sects and three sects of the orthodox path gathered together.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night wind is gentle.

A moon-white figure leaned against the treetops, with snowy hair casually scattered on his shoulders.

"What, have something on your mind?"

As soon as the branch sank, Ling Xiao sat beside him, took out a pot of spiritual wine and handed it over, "Taste the peach blossom wine brewed by the real person himself."

Xuan Wei picked up the flagon and raised his head to take a sip. The mouthfeel was spicy and slightly sweet, and the pure spiritual power flowed into the wine's throat and radiated in the body.

"Good wine." He leaned against the tree, his cheeks as white as jade were stained with a thin layer of red.

"This real person brews good wine." Ling Xiao also took out a jug of wine and drank it with his head up, his movements were wild and unrestrained, and the clear and bright wine flowed from his chin into his clothes, "You said you have a broken body, you are not good Stay in your Tianji sect, what are you going to do when you have nothing to do?"

Xuan Wei smiled lightly, "A Xiao is caring about brother?"

"Who cares about you, give me your hand." Ling Xiao's ears were slightly red, and he said fiercely.

Xuan Wei has long been used to his younger brother's duplicity, so he stretched out his hand kindly.

Because of the ghostly cold poison in his body, Xuanwei's complexion was pale and almost transparent, and his fingers were icy cold exuding a faint chill.

Ling Xiao lifted his long sleeves, and a piece of ice blue silk thread stretched from his wrist to his shoulder.

"If the ice blue silk thread extends to the heart, even the Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save your brother." Thinking of the old man's words, Ling Xiao's heart sank, and the cold poison of the netherworld deepened by two centimeters compared to last time.

This poison of extreme yin and cold can only be eliminated by the true fire of the sun.

He must find the real fire of the sun, Ling Xiao slowly put down Xuanwei's long sleeves, and secretly swore that he could not lose his only relative in this world again.

Ling Xiao was born in the Ling family of Youzhou, and the Ling family has been passed down for thousands of years. Twenty-five years ago, the Ling family was destroyed overnight, and the only survivors were Ling Xiao, who was still in his infancy, and Xuan Wei, who was studying in the Tianji Sect. .

"A Xiao." Xuan Wei suddenly said, Ling Xiao raised his head and met those peach blossom eyes that were out of focus.

"When I was watching your life star in Tianjizong, I saw your life star surrounded Taohuasha, you have to be careful." Xuanwei looked solemn, took out a ring-shaped jade pendant and handed it to Ling Xiao, "You should wear this jade pendant with you."

The jade pendant was cold to start with, the material was very strange, and there were patterns engraved on it.

"Brother, what's the effect of this jade pendant?" Ling Xiao looked at it over and over for a while, but couldn't see why.

Xuan Wei covered his lips with a fist-like hand, coughed dryly twice and said, "This is pure-hearted and ascetic."

Before Ling Xiao could respond, Tuanzi had already screamed out of laughter, "Ahahahaha—pure heart, hahahahahahahaha..."

Tuanzi, who was invisible to others, was rolling with laughter in Ling Xiao's arms, and tears welled up in Mung Dou's little eyes.

With a dark face on Ling Xiao's face, he directly threw the laughing dumpling into the small black room, unilaterally cutting off contact with it.

"Why, Ah Xiao doesn't like this gift?" Xuan Wei lowered her eyes, a few strands of snow-colored long hair fell down softly, and she looked a little depressed.

"...No, I really like this gift." Ling Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

In order to prove his liking, he also took off the accessories around his waist on the spot, and put on this piece of pure heart and asceticism.

Xuan Wei listened to the movement, and a happy smile appeared on his pale and thin face.

"Go and rest, and be careful tomorrow." He reached out and patted Ling Xiao's shoulder, and warned in a gentle voice.

Ling Xiao jumped down from the tree, looked up at his brother's thin figure, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Where is the real fire of the sun?

As the moon sets and the sun rises, the first morning light falls on the horizon, and the dew drops drop by drop from the tips of the green leaves, and finally sinks into the lush grass.

After one night, the seven-colored glow was about to dissipate, and the spirits of many monks present were revived.

"Junior Brother Ling." Meng Lan's beautiful eyes turned around, and she walked towards Ling Xiao with a smile.

"What's the matter with Senior Sister Meng calling Junior Brother?" As Meng Lan approached, alarm bells rang in Ling Xiao's heart.

"I heard that my junior brother is strong, and I can fight against the Jindan monks just after entering the foundation building stage. I wonder if the senior sister will go with the junior brother later?" Meng Lan's tone was filled with admiration for Ling Xiao, looking forward to with him.

An ordinary monk might not be able to refuse such a request from such a lively and beautiful woman, but how could Ling Xiao be an ordinary monk? He jumped to the other side and refused three times in a row, "No, it's inconvenient, no."

Such an unhesitating refusal made the smile on the corners of Meng Lan's lips froze, and she couldn't hold back her face.

Seeing the other Golden Core cultivators, they hurried over and said, "Senior Sister Meng, how about we go together?"

Meng Lan was surrounded by many Jindan monks like stars holding the moon, and everyone invited her to go with her.

At this moment, the colorful glow finally disappeared.

There was a loud rumbling sound.

The mountains shook and the ground shook, sand and stones flew randomly, and the huge stone gate wobbled and rose continuously.

The four vigorous and powerful ancient characters of Miaoqing Dongfu are engraved on the plaque covered with traces of time.

"Miao Qing?"

"Could it be the legacy of Venerable Miaoqing, the Poison Immortal who ascended to heaven 3000 years ago?" the monks couldn't help guessing.

3000 years ago, before the Ascension Passage was closed, countless talented monks appeared in the sky world, and Venerable Miao Qing was one of them. Chao was expelled from the sect and disappeared for a hundred years. When he reappeared, with the help of a mysterious and unpredictable poison technique, he slaughtered the former sect with only one person, and became famous ever since.

The ancient stone gate is still rising, suspended in the mid-air deep in the Qingmang Mountains.

"Fellow daoists, I'll go first—" At this time, a casual cultivator of the late Golden Core stage laughed loudly and rushed towards the simple stone gate.

A flash of white light flashed, and the Golden Core Loose Cultivator disappeared.

Seeing this, many monks flew towards the stone gate in mid-air.

The dizziness transmitted by the formation hit, Ling Xiao just stood still, and the stench hit his face.

A big bloody mouth magnified in sight, and the sharp and sharp teeth reflected a cold light.

Ling Xiao tipped his toes and swept back. The giant black python chased after him, and shot out poisonous arrows from his mouth.

Ling Xiao's figure was ghostly, dodging left and right, the poisonous arrow missed, the black liquid fell on the ground, and a burst of "sizzling" corrosive black smoke came out.

What a powerful snake venom!

With a flash of crimson light and the natal spirit sword in hand, Ling Xiao got close to the giant black python and fought fiercely with it.

Ling Xiao's swordsmanship is sharp and unpredictable, and the black python is always helpless, and his huge body keeps adding new injuries.

The blood continued to flow out, and the black python accidentally revealed a flaw.

good chance!

The spirit sword in Ling Xiao's hand pierced through the air. With his fingers together, he manipulated the Scarlet Shadow Sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, to pass through the black python seven inches.

Blood gushed out like a pillar, and the giant black python fell to the ground with a bang.

Drops of blood dripped from the tip of the Crimson Shadow sword. Ling Xiao approached with the sword, dug out its inner alchemy, peeled off its black scale snake skin, and finally collected its snake venom before he had time to look at where he was.

This is a concave canyon, with cliffs covered with purple vines on both sides, and colorful exotic flowers and plants growing under the cliffs. Ling Xiao recognizes that these are rare and highly poisonous things, and these poisonous flowers and weeds that have been around for a long time There is a huge pool in the center, which seems to be the habitat of the black python.

Before approaching, a chill came from the cold pool, obviously this cold pool was unusual.

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry to get into the water, but took out a pair of ice silk gloves from the storage bracelet and put them on. He took out the jade box and carefully picked the old and various poisonous flowers and weeds around the cold pool, and put them in the jade box save.

After picking almost all the poisonous flowers and weeds around, Ling Xiao took out a water-proof pearl and walked towards the cold pool.

[System, open the map and find Ling Xiao's location. 】

[Ding—the navigation is on, Ling Xiao is currently staying at Black Python Cold Pool. 】

The conversation between the woman and the system suddenly rang in his ears, and Ling Xiao was caught off guard. His foot slipped and he fell into the cold pool with a plop.

In the cold pool, the blue light from the water-avoiding beads sank into Ling Xiao's body. In an instant, Ling Xiao was able to breathe freely in the water like a fish. He released the dumpling from the small dark room and asked in a deep voice, "Tuanzi, How does the strategy system know where I am?"

"Master, you've let me out!" Tuanzi circled around Ling Xiao excitedly, then scanned Ling Xiao's body, and said angrily, "Meng Lan used tracking on you. Card."