My mythology is different from yours

The next day, the Mixinhai ferry departed, and when the two of them arrived at the ferry, the loud whistle and the sea breeze blew into their ears.

There were a lot of people in the port, but the order was still in good order. Carriages were parked in front of the passageway reserved for first-class distinguished guests. Only when the servants and nobles had boarded the ship could the others continue to move forward.

With only so many spirit stones on Xuanzhi, it is naturally impossible to buy a first-class cabin extravagantly.While checking the ferry ticket in her hand, she dragged Shen Tutao forward. Their ferry was the one on the far left, and there was already a long queue there.

It was the first time for Shen Tutao to be in such a boiling and crowded crowd of living people, and she was as uncomfortable as the sensitive beaver.

Just as she was about to turn into a paper man and shrink into Xuanzhi's cuff, she turned her eyes and saw a person rushing over, without eyesight at all.Shen Tutao hooked Xuan Zhi into her arms, her brows darkened instantly, her cold breath swayed away, the person who was rushing forward was startled, and involuntarily took half a step back.

The voices of the surrounding people froze for a moment, and then the crowd surged, leaving a vacuum zone one step away from them very fearfully.

The people in Xuanzhi were almost stunned by the crowd, they didn't notice this at all, and took advantage of the crowd loosening up, they hurriedly dragged him forward and joined the queue.

After half an hour, they boarded the hill-like ferry.Xuan Zhi followed the guide to find the wing room, opened the door and entered a two-person room, she looked around, sat on the bed on the right, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I remembered the scene of catching a train in my previous life."

Shen Tutao looked around back and forth, he was slender, standing upright and almost reached the roof of the cabin, it was really cramped, and said disgustedly: "What is this? Cicada slaves' soil holes are bigger than this place."

Xuanzhi: "..."

She stretched out her hand to give Shen Tutao a hand, "Sit down, it's too blocking the way here, this room is a bit small, but it's only for five days, sit and take a nap, close your eyes and open them almost there."

Most importantly, it's cheap!

There is thick fog on the sea of ​​confusion, and only the pilot beast with the purpose of cave world can cross the entire strait without being confused by the fog.

The entire ferry is covered with barriers of various sizes to prevent the intrusion of the fog. The range of activities of the people on board is limited. The fare on the floor where Xuanzhi lives is cheap, and they are not allowed to go out casually.

This cabin is really small, Shen Tutao only sat in the room for a while, then buried his head into the map of mountains and rivers, and squatted on the small slope where the fruit cores were buried.

Xuanzhi sat on the bed, spread out the yellow paper and cinnabar, and practiced drawing some middle-level talismans.She had only eaten a peach, and her body was full of real energy, which happened to be condensed through the talisman.

The picture of Mountains, Rivers and Sheji hangs on the side of the ship's bulkhead. The scene in the center of the picture is the hillside with lush vegetation and gurgling water.Shen Tutao's figure became an ink painting, lying on his back on the ground, the blazing sun enveloped his whole body, and his almost transparent collarbone was exposed from the wide neckline.

Xuanzhi raised his eyes and glanced, the nib of the pen froze, all the true energy in his hand was exhausted, and a talisman was invalidated.

She rubbed her wrists and felt a little tired, so she picked up the talisman and sat cross-legged opposite the picture of Shanhe Sheji. She looked at the person in the picture and suddenly smiled.

Then, the emerald green blade of grass in the picture suddenly swayed slightly, and immediately after that, a large caterpillar with thick and thin flesh came out from under the blade of grass.

Qingchong supported the limp body, climbed up Shentu Tao's wrist hanging on the side, got in through the cuff, and trudged up the mountains and rivers.She thought that with the keenness of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, her divine consciousness would be captured immediately, but she never thought that she crawled all the way, and the people under her still remained silent.

Xuanzhi was trapped between the heavy sleeves, neither advancing nor retreating, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and push inward.

Shen Tutao's entire spiritual consciousness was soaked in that seed, feeling the rare and subtle living breath. When his spiritual consciousness returned, Xuanzhi's little caterpillar had already walked the long march and crawled into his arm along his arm. chest.

The wet and cold touch of the caterpillar gathered on his chest, Shen Tutao frowned, stretched his hand into the neckline, grabbed it and saw that his scalp was numb, and there was some fear rooted in instinct in his heart for the first time.

"Don't pinch—" Xuanzhi didn't finish his sentence, Qingchong had already died in Shentutao's hands.

Her consciousness was shaken, and the map of mountains, rivers, and communities in mid-air was quickly rolled up and closed.

Shen Tutao was thrown out of the picture, and as soon as he came out, Xuanzhi was covering her brows with a pale face. The moment he crushed the green worm, he had already felt her breath, and understood that the green worm was transformed by her spiritual consciousness, and was taken by him. Crushing it will definitely damage the consciousness.

"Don't move around." Shen Tutao sighed, and leaned over to draw her consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The severe pain in Xuanzhi's spiritual consciousness was quickly soothed, and then it was like soaking in a cool spring. Shen Tutao's sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be different from before. There is still a sense of warmth above his primordial spirit.

Shen Tutao didn't do anything to her, but followed what was said in the previous double cultivation booklet to repair the damage to her spiritual consciousness.

Xuan Zhi soaked in his sea of ​​consciousness for three days, and her bones were almost brittle. When she got off the ferry, her legs and feet were still a little weak. Fortunately, the damage to her consciousness has not only healed, but her cultivation has also improved A cut, looking at it this way, is not a loss.

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The port city on the side of the comprehension world is a peninsula. The island is lined with towers and pavilions. It extends along the gentle mountain. You can't see the end at a glance. People come and go on the port. Look at the clothes of the pedestrians and the other half of the Taiyao. There is no difference in the mainland, but it is obvious that there are more people practicing on the street.

Xuanzhi only rested in a restaurant for a while, and then listened to many people talking about Fulaizong's order to enter the mountain.

There were a lot of people rushing to enter the mountain. It was inevitable that there would be many nights and dreams. She didn't stop on this peninsula. After finding out the direction, she went straight to the direction indicated by Pavilion Master Yi Nian.

The note given by Pavilion Master Yi Nian indicated the name of a water system, Lingshui. This water system is quite famous in Nanling Continent. There is a secret tributary in this water system. In this world, it is called virtual water.

And one of the Fulai Sect's order to enter the mountain was in the virtual water.

Xuanzhi probed back and forth on the Lingshui line for a few days, and finally followed the clues to find the place where Xushui might appear next time. When she arrived, many monks had already gathered in that forest.

The woods were cut down to create an open space, and there was an altar in the middle, and a row of monks in white clothes stood upright on all sides of the altar. On the stage, a man dressed as a Taoist priest was burning amulets to call for wind and rain.

If you want Xushui to appear in the world, you must first attract thunderstorms, but since this is the test of Fulaizong, thunderstorms are not so easy to invite.

An extremely luxurious carriage was parked on the other side of the altar. Xuanzhi looked at the carriage and thought it looked familiar.

When she was thinking this way, the curtain of the car was lifted, revealing a proud and immature face.

Ah, it was the young master who bought the mirage beads outside the Yi Nian Pavilion that day. I didn't expect that he also came here for the order to enter the mountain, and he even came here before her.

Xuanzhi turned slightly to avoid the eyes of the people in the car, she turned her eyes and quickly scanned the other monks in the forest.The other monks were all scattered a hundred steps away from the rain praying platform, and they seemed to be in a wait-and-see state.

There are only a handful of people who make her unable to see through their cultivation, and there are three people who are also at the beginning of Jindan, including her.Just this order to enter the mountain alone has so many people staring at it.

Moreover, this kind of evaluation can't really be counted until the time to actually do it, because some people will use some magic weapons to disguise their cultivation realm.

Xuan Zhi stood silently on the periphery, watching that talisman perform.Even so, she could still feel the scrutinizing eyes vaguely falling on her body.This forest seems to be calm, but in fact the undercurrent is much more turbulent.

In such a short time, the talisman cultivator on the rain praying platform had burned several talismans in a row, and a triangular flag was condensed from the ashes. The flag had a black background and red edges, and a soaring green dragon was embroidered in the middle.

Xuan Zhi keenly heard a monk whispering in the distance: "It's the Qinglong Banner!"

"There is a dragon soul in the virtual water, and the Azure Dragon Banner will definitely summon the virtual water."

"What is the origin of this kid? If it's someone from a big family, it's not easy to fight for it."

This sentence spoke out the thoughts of many monks in the woods. Loose cultivators like them dare not easily offend the children of big families.

The young master on the carriage seemed to be well versed in this way, he put on a lot of ostentation, there was no sign of his identity on the carriage, and there was even a Nascent Soul cultivator escorting him, making it impossible to guess the way.

At this time, Fu Xiu reached out and inserted his hand into the ashes of the talisman, grasped the Qinglong Command Flag, and threw it into the sky.

The flag flew into the air and grew against the wind. Dark and thick clouds gushed out from the flag. The moment the roar of the dragon sounded, the sun in the sky suddenly shone back, and the thick clouds covered the entire sky in an instant. And down.

At this moment, a vast dragon's power spread out between the sky and the earth, which is really frightening.

The monks in the woods were all forced by Longwei to fly out to retreat, Xuan Zhi also retreated hastily, pressing his chest that was hurt by Longwei, and leaped onto the crown of a tree.

Seeing that the thunderstorm was approaching, all the cultivators in the forest were all shivering, and each of them pressed the magic weapon in their hands. The atmosphere was even more tense and frightening than the overwhelming wind and rain.

The Qinglong flag dissolved in the thick clouds, and there was a dragon shadow wandering in the clouds. The roar of the dragon swayed in circles in the sky, rumbling thunder formed, and rain had already begun to fall.

Once Xushui appears in the thunderstorm, there will inevitably be a big battle here first.

Xuanzhi's consciousness fell into the talisman, and somersaulting clouds lingered out of her sleeve.

A few thunderbolts pierced the sky, and the torrential rain poured down. At the same time, the monks in the woods suddenly started their hands, and the light of the magic weapon shone endlessly in the rain.

Xuanzhi huddled in the somersaulting clouds, hid in the dense tree canopy, staring intently at the sky under the thick clouds.

Under the action of the sweeping wind, the splashing rain gradually merged into a long vortex like a dragon absorbing water, and the huge suction enveloped the entire forest, engulfing everyone in it.

Xuan Zhi watched the crowd being swept away like dumplings. The magic weapons and weapons were under the overwhelming force, like paper lanterns washed away by the tide.

The young master's carriage was blown off, the young master was slapped by the rain, and screamed: "Help! What's going on, why is this water so vicious! Take back the Qinglong flag!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator who was guarding the young master threw himself into his arms, "This is the Xushui Dragon Soul, not the Qinglong Banner, my lord, if you want to get the mountain order, you can't retreat."

As he spoke, he slapped the young master on the back, sending the crying boy into the vortex.

Xuanzhi was surrounded by somersaulting clouds, sat firmly on the canopy of the tree, squatted in the clouds and thought for a while, then resolutely patted somersaulting clouds, and rushed into the virtual water.

After a moment of dizziness, the surroundings became silent for a moment, and all the sound of wind and thunder completely receded.

Xuanzhi opened his eyes, and saw the giant dragon hovering above the black water in the distance.The black dragon was as big as a mountain range, covered with hard scales, and its claws were as sharp as knives. The monks who were involved here were scattered around the dragon. All the people added up were not as big as one of its claws.

Seeing such a mighty Chinese dragon up close, Xuan Zhi felt excitement at first. Her heart beat wildly, her eyes widened as she looked at the dragon back and forth.

Her excited mood swings shocked Shen Tutao, who was squatting on the map of the mountains and rivers to guard her little seedlings.

His Majesty Ghost Emperor's consciousness escaped from the picture, and quickly returned to the paper body. A piece of paper floated out of Xuanzhi's waist pouch, and fell to the ground and turned into a human form.

"What's the matter..." Before he finished speaking, Xuan Zhi pulled him hard, "Don't block me."

Shen Tutao: "..."

Dragon Soul's eyes slowly opened, and as it opened its eyes, the dim light around it gradually brightened.It moved its paws, and a token slammed into its nails. Everyone was tense and paid close attention to its every move.

Someone whispered: "It's the order to enter the mountain."

Dragon Soul tilted his head, opened his mouth and spit out a series of provocative words: "You bastards, what are you doing in a daze, if you want a token, come and chop me up."

Xuanzhi: "????"

She heard the sound of her heart breaking.