Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

On the second day, Xu Chaoqi came to Zangshu Pavilion again.

He wandered around the old place for a long time, but he couldn't find the book with the four-letter title.

Leaning against the bookshelf, he sneaked a peek at the figure who was writing exercises in the distance from the corner of his eye, his eyes slightly dodged.

The desk case is facing the window, and there is no cloud in the sky outside the window, and everything is completely silent.Sandalwood was lit in the censer on the side, and the incense mist curled up.

Wen Zhaoxi dipped his sleeves in ink, and pressed the nib of the pen on the paper like a dragon, penetrating three points.

He wrote a dozen or so characters in a row, and when he finished the last stroke, he pressed down his palm and looked up at the handsome young man beside the table.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Chao raised his voice as if something was stuck, and his expression was quite unnatural.

He clasped his hands on the edge of the table, lowered his head to adjust his emotions for a moment, then raised his head and approached Wen Zhaoxi with clear eyes: "Brother, can you see a book in the middle of the fourth row of shelves?"

Wen Zhaoxi tapped on the table with his fingertips, he leaned back, raised his eyelids halfway, and smiled with a faint ray of helplessness.

"Senior brother doesn't know what book it is."

Xu Chaoqi: ...

Could it be that he still has to say his name?

He bit his lip and lowered his voice: "It's a one-body method."

As soon as he finished speaking, his forehead was lightly flicked.

Senior brother's voice was low and calm: "Senior brother should have never seen it before."

Xu Chaoqi covered his head with suspicious eyes.But after all, this is not a book that can see the light, he can only look back at every step, and leave in despair.

He couldn't see that on the upper shelf of the fourth row of bookshelves, there was a book locked by an invisible golden chain, and huge runes were looming.

Xu Chaoqi has no books to read, no matter how big and beautiful this fairy palace is, it is still somewhat monotonous.What's more, he is young, how can the world of only two people restrain his temper?

At noon, he sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the main hall.

There is an endless sea of ​​flowers under the feet, and the stone steps are spread on the sea of ​​flowers until they penetrate into the clouds and mist below.

There was no sound at the moment, and he suddenly stood up and walked down.

His steps were gentle at first, but gradually he walked faster and faster, and finally he ran down the stone steps.

The youth ran with the wind, blowing away the petals on both sides of the stone steps.The petals rose and swayed in the air following the youth's footsteps.

But there are tens of thousands of stone steps, and he ran for a long time with a mortal body, but he didn't even finish the entire ladder.

Just when the young man was exhausted, he looked at the scorching sun in the distance, and suddenly made a move.

Gradually, the wind rose from behind him, and a shadow over his head covered the bright sun.

There was light in the young man's eyes, something he had never shown since he entered the Immortal Palace.

There were more and more shadows, and the sound of paper flapping sounded around.

Xu Chao laughed, and he twirled the formula with his ten fingers, and the shadow suddenly scattered into countless pieces.

The sound of "cracking" hovered around him, and he stretched out his finger to draw a rune in the air.

The wind got stronger, his loose black hair was blown up, his red clothes fluttered, and the countless pieces of talisman rushed towards him at a speed that the naked eye couldn't catch.

The talisman paper collided back and forth, bent, and they gathered together, getting bigger and bigger.

The shadows of countless talisman papers on the ground combined together, and finally became a lifelike crane with dancing wings.

Xu Chaoqi raised his head, and in front of him was a red crane made of red talisman and made of paper.

The crane flapped its wings and rubbed against him flatteringly.

The young man squinted his eyes and smiled.

He stepped on the back of the crane, and the crane flapped its wings and took him up, flying all the way down.

Xu Chaoqi thought that as long as he could fly down, he would be able to see other people.

however--

The crane was knocked down and fell into the flowers. It flapped its wings and struggled to get up. It just wanted to ask the master for comfort, but its spiritual power was limited, and it fell apart into a ball of talisman after a while.

Xu Chaoqi held his waist with difficulty, he sat up and looked at the steep cliff under his feet.There are layers of clouds and mist connected under the cliff, and through the clouds and mist, you can see the sea thousands of feet apart.

Xu Chaoqi is not afraid of heights, so why doesn't he fly down?

He stretched out his palm in silence, and as expected, an invisible and icy barrier stuck to his palm.

He tried to push it, but the barrier remained motionless.

He took out the talisman paper and drew a thunderstorm talisman on the spot.The thunderstorm talisman is powerful, and the moment the enchantment is attached, the rune becomes darker.

The talisman paper exploded, but the barrier was still transparent, as if nothing had happened.

Xu Chaoqi leaned against the barrier weakly, looking at the sky, feeling very tired.

I can also think about it, the senior brother is also a big person now, and I don't know how many enemies he has made, so the residence must be well protected.

But he is here after all, so he can't go back easily?

He lowered his head and took off the pendant at his waist, which was the storage bag his senior brother gave him.

He rummaged through the storage bag. There were too many instruments in it. After rummaging for a long time, he finally found a mirror.

He heard from his senior brother that this mirror can see the scenery thousands of miles away as long as it is hung in the air.

He stuck the mirror on the barrier, and the originally pitch-black mirror flashed and gradually became brighter. In the mirror was an endless sea.

At this time, on the vast sea, tens of thousands of ships were sailing towards the extreme south.

These boats vary in size, but if you look carefully, more than [-]% of them are magic weapons.

Some boats are completely black and have a murderous look, and no boat dares to approach them in a radius of a hundred miles.

Although some ships were low-key, the monks on the other ships were shocked when they saw this ship.

"This is an earth-level high-grade magic weapon!"

When there are more ships on the sea, it will inevitably become lively.

And in the center of the sea area, there is a large ship that is hundreds of feet high and thousands of feet wide.Flags were flying on the big ship, and as soon as a ship saw it, the monks in the ship would come out and salute the big ship.

"The Lord of the Western Territory is here too." Someone murmured.

The speed of the big ship is not slow, the sea water is rolling where it goes, and dozens of small boats follow behind it.

On the top of the big ship, a young man leaned against the window and stared at the seagulls in the sky with round eyes.

He wanted to reach out, but he was afraid that the seagull would bite his hand.

He shrank his neck, looked down at the deep blue sea water, and asked in doubt: "Didn't we fly all the way? Why do we have to float when we enter this sea?"

The big ship is a high-grade magic weapon of heaven rank. They came all the way from the western region by boat, but who knew that once they entered the southern region, they would have to take the boat honestly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the head honestly.

The person behind was angry, "How can I have such a stupid son as you?! No matter how powerful you are, you are still the master of one side of the realm. You expect your father to fly...in that realm? Why don't you expect you I have nine lives?"

The young man was murdered, he shrank to the corner of the wall without saying a word.

Seeing the young man's appearance, the middle-aged monk also stopped his fire. He sighed and turned helpless.

He turned around and looked at the half-written talisman paper on the table case, looked at his son's back from the corner of his eye, and asked, "How are you doing with the talisman?"

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head even more, almost shrunk himself into a ball.

"I still don't know how to draw."

"Can't draw..." The middle-aged monk repeated these words, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "Can you draw the simplest spirit-gathering talisman?"

The young man's voice was like a mosquito, "No...no."

The middle-aged monk fell silent.

He patted his brain, and looked at the sky outside the window from the corner of his eye, his expression gradually decadent.

"Forget it, let go of this old face for my father and go to Yingtianzong to ask you."

He rubbed his face, and said to himself: "Fortunately, Fu Dao has declined. It has been thousands of years. Every hundred years, Fu Dao is either the bottom leader or the bottom two. The new disciples look down on Fu Dao , It’s also cheap for you and me, as a father, I can clear up the relationship for you.”

After speaking, his mood eased down.

He poured himself a cup of tea and drank it down, and looked away at his son again.

Looking at his son's slightly stupid figure, he wondered: "It's also weird. Earlier, Daoxian Xuanji calculated that you met a nobleman at the age of 20. In a few days, you will have your 21st birthday. Why hasn't this nobleman appeared yet?"

The young man who had been pretending to be an ostrich just now finally moved, he timidly raised his head and turned slightly.

"Father, father! I...I said a long time ago that liars are not allowed..."

"Nonsense! Xuanji Daoxian enters Taoism with hexagrams, which is the power of transforming gods. How can it be inaccurate?!"

The young man finally regained his confidence, he straightened his neck and trembled and said, "Then his last divination is that the head of Wen will not be able to protect the family within ten years! How can this be true? Sure enough, he made a mistake, and even vomited blood and died because of the wrong survey , Head Wen became his last hexagram!"

The middle-aged monk was stopped by the young man, and he didn't come back for a while.After reacting, he slapped his son on the head.

"You silly boy, you dare to dare anyone. Do you think that you, the Young Master of the Western Region, are too stable and want to live a hard life to hone your character?"

The young man was beaten to tears.

The group of boats was getting closer and closer to Yingtianzong, and the rich aura made everyone feel refreshed.

Many monks came out of the boat, and the spiritual mist brushed their cheeks, blocking their vision.

They are not in a hurry, but enjoy it very much, and some people even loosen the bottleneck that has been stagnant for a long time.

When the clouds cleared, the majestic scene in front of them opened their eyes wide, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

There are fairy mountains on the sea, and the mountains are connected with each other, with different heights.Some mountains stand in the air, and some mountains are buried in the clouds.

There is a river at the southernmost point. This river is not a river, but it connects with the sky, and the river water falls into the world.

"This... the river water is... the heavenly water that can reshape the spirit body and greatly increase the cultivation level if you drink a drop of it!"

"Exactly!"

It's a pity that although Tianshui can see it, it is far away from them.Even if they hadn't been there, they could still feel that there was a barrier beyond Tianshui that they could never penetrate.

Everyone sighed, someone looked up the sky, and suddenly saw a huge fairy mountain hanging in the ten thousand zhang high school.

"This mountain! This mountain is..."

Xianshan was very close to Yaori, and everyone was stabbed so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

A mature-looking man stepped forward and said in a steady voice, "This fairy mountain should be the Taoist residence of head Wen."

"Master Wen!" There were whispers from all around, and people's eyes were different.

But after hearing that Wen was the head of the Dao Mansion, he didn't dare to look directly at Xianshan again.

Someone swallowed his saliva, and said in a very low voice: "Master Wen has already passed the catastrophe a thousand years ago, and he can ascend at any time. If I can go to the fairy mountain in this life..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he dared not speak again.

But the people around have more or less thoughts in their hearts.

[If they can go to the fairy mountain in this life, I don't know how many good fortunes they can survive...]

They only dare to think about it, and even having this idea feels that they are too ambitious.

The monks who had just joined the Yingtian Sect didn't know that at this moment, at a height of ten thousand feet, the young man pressed his face to the barrier, and his face was flattened.

He looked up at the mirror above, and in the mirror was a monk who had just joined the Yingtian Sect.

The monks had different expressions, chatting and laughing with the people around them, and the young man's eyes were full of envy.

He wanted to go down, he wanted to have fun and chat with the monks.