Abandoned son to become god

All kinds of rare birds and beasts that he had never seen before stepped past, and from time to time there were some birds with strange patterns hovering above their heads, singing like a wind instrument, Shen Qi was almost stunned, he couldn't believe it Wiping his eyes, he said, "This place is a fairyland!"

The long and endless sky ladder leads directly to the vast and boundless main island. The main island is in the shape of an irregular gossip array, suspended in mid-air, surrounded by three small islands obliquely above, surrounding the main island like the sun, moon and stars. Covering up, tilting down a waterfall that looks like silver, with the momentum of galloping, it creates a landscape of empty mountains and rainy scenery. The water is shining, connecting the main island, and then pouring into the sea from the main island to every edge in all directions. , building a huge and spectacular water curtain in midair.Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it is as beautiful as an illusion.

Not far away, there are also fairy mountains and fairy islands with overlapping peaks and peaks. They are scattered, meandering, or beautiful, and they look extraordinarily agile against the backdrop of the sea and sky.

Looking down at the foot, the white clouds are filled with clouds and mist, like a dream.

For a while, Shen Qi didn't dare to set foot in such a fairyland. In the end, a disciple of the pavilion in front pulled him, walked around the ladder, and walked to the depths of the bamboo forest not far away. To enter a pavilion, one must first pass through the Eight Bitter Springs."

As soon as the words fell, a few disciples also dressed in green came up to them, holding something covered in red brocade in their hands. When they passed by them, they stopped in an orderly manner and saluted the leading disciple, saying: "Respect Shang, Xianzun, Ruzun and 32 elders are already waiting at Bakuquan."

Shen Qi's heart trembled violently, and he clenched his fists nervously.

The leading disciple nodded and said, "This is the end."

The disciples in Tsing Yi nodded and stepped aside.

Shen Qi could clearly feel that their speed was accelerating, and at the same time, the weak cold air became more bitter as they went deeper.

When approaching the eight bitter springs, the surrounding area was filled with frost, and Shen Qi felt his whole body was frozen.

The leading disciple said without changing his expression: "You guys wait here first."

Here we are talking about Shen Qi, Chen Huan and Wei Qingran.

The other disciples followed the lead disciple into the frost-covered place stepping on the soft ground.

Shen Qi frowned slightly, held his hands together and exhaled into his palms, trying to relieve the coldness of his body, but the closer he got to the Bakuquan, the colder shadows around him became heavier, and at the same time, he crawled along the sackcloth to all parts of his body, freezing skin.

The evening wind blew and swayed the bamboo forest, casting layers of afterglow of the setting sun on the body, bringing some warmth.

About a quarter of an hour later, a disciple of the pavilion walked out of it, and nodded at Chen Huan and Wei Qing, before saying: "The matter of the token has generally been told to the lord, and the corpses of the disciples of each family will be taken care of properly." Send it back, and the disciples who get the token will have a chance to enter the Baku Spring, and at that time, the three Venerables, the Venerable, the Immortal, and the Confucian Venerable will choose their own disciples from among them."

Wei Qingran's frowning brows were relaxed in an instant, and a radiant light was still shining in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to say: "Senior brother, I would like to ask, is there any reason for us to enter the Bakuquan Spring?"

Seeing this positive appearance, Samsara Realm couldn't help but mocked: "Each time after the selection of Bakuquan, the venerables can only choose one disciple from them, don't let yourself be compared!"