The Second Immortal Road

In the vast expanse of wasteland, the ground is full of withered bones, of all kinds, there are spine skeletons of fish, and broken carapace of shellfish monsters, which looks deserted and dead.

And on this vast wasteland, there are still some sporadic ghost bones, small but the size of a thumb, and the big one can be more than ten feet. Wandering around aimlessly, it seems to be.

On this wasteland, a team with more than twenty spirit boats passed by in the sky, and a large flag embroidered with purple and gold ghost shadows hung high on each of the spirit boats, flying in the wind. .

There are at least twenty or thirty people on the deck of each spirit boat, all of them are human monks. The ones who pay off are all in the alchemy period, wearing various types of robes, and in the cabins of those spirit boats, there are still some powerful spirits. Leaked rhyme is clearly the ancestors who have the primordial infant stage.

This team of five or six hundred people flew forward in a neat and uniform manner. Many people stood at the bow, looking at the distance, joyful or solemn, excited, or nervous, of all kinds.

At the forefront of the twenty-odd spirit boats, on a flying boat with thousands of stars and falling clouds carved on its hull, a large group of monks also looked ahead and waited in full battle, as if something big was about to happen next.

There were a total of 23 people on this flying boat belonging to the Ascending Star Sect, all of whom existed in the middle stage or above of the pill formation.

This flying boat is not small, it is more than fifty feet long, and the deck is thirty feet long. It accommodates the crowded cultivators who don't want to be crowded, but rather empty.

At the edge of the cabin, a pale blue figure sat there, the muscles were like fat, the eyes were like stars, the face was exquisitely carved, and the body was slender, like a rare beauty.

There were waves of misty clouds outside the nun, condensed but not gathered, light but not scattered, unusually peculiar, set off her cold face, as if the goddess of the nine heavens came to the world, not eating the fireworks.

The temperament of this female cultivator is so outstanding, just looking at it makes people feel ashamed of themselves.

Not far away, there was a man in a yellow robe with a jade crown and a handsome appearance. His neat white robe was spotless, and his cultivation was at the middle stage of the formation of alchemy. There was still a faint light leaking from his body. It doesn't seem to be an easy one!

The yellow-robed man was talking with the two mid-term cultivators Kai Kai on the side. He was chatting very happily, but he occasionally glanced at the pale blue female cultivator in the corner inadvertently.

Although the yellow-robed man peeked inadvertently, the lowest person present was in the middle stage of the pill formation, and which one was not ‘clearly aware of it,’ which one couldn’t perceive it, but he didn’t bother to pierce it!

"Senior Brother Wu, could it be that Senior Sister Yu was in the match!" A mouse-eyed old man looked at the man in the yellow robe, and whispered secretly.

"Senior Brother Yu, don't be joking, how can Senior Sister Yu be worthy of my younger brother!" The yellow-robed man suddenly shook his head, and also passed by silently.

"It's not the best, even if it is, you have to press it, otherwise you can only self-defeating!" The old mouse-eyed man nodded, "Senior Sister Yu is a fake baby, and her cultivation is also among the top ranks among many seniors. Yes, the appearance is still so outstanding, it is naturally a good match. Before the junior, I don’t know how many seniors or juniors had fantasized about marrying him as a dual monk, but you can see Senior Sister Yu, now she is still the same person. , And who can enter the eyes of her?"

The yellow-robed man heard the words, and a faint loss flashed in his eyes, and then continued to transmit his voice: "Yes, it's a pity, Sister Yu's practice is ruthless and desireless, and he is destined to practice alone all his life!"

"Heh! Junior Brother Wu thought that Senior Sister Yu was clearly aware of her now because of her cultivation technique?" The mouse-eyed old man shook his head.

"Isn't it because of the practice? What's that!" The man in the yellow robe was surprised when he heard that. He actually thought that Senior Sister Yu didn't look for the dual monk because of the practice. Why did you listen to Senior Brother Yu's mention? The factor is inside!

"Hundreds of years ago, when the younger brother was not born, Senior Sister Yu had a hair crown for more than a hundred years. People have already had dual monks, but they have never appeared before. No one knows who it is. That's it." The mouse-eyed old man shook his head, recalled for a moment, and said.

"What? Why I have never heard that Senior Sister Yu actually has a pair of monks, how about her monks!" The yellow robe monk couldn't help asking with a shocked expression on his face.

"Senior brother is only more than 200 years old, how can he know what happened hundreds of years ago? Sister Yu is practicing outside all the year round. If she doesn't return to the sect, naturally no one talks about her affairs. Moreover, Sister Yu is not only strong, but also a few too many people. The senior elder’s younger sister has a very high status, and most of the elders in the clan who know about this are reluctant to say more!” The mouse-eyed elder continued to add, but then after thinking about it, he added: “As for Senior Sister Yu’s dual monks , May have fallen early!"

As soon as the mouse's eyes fell, he immediately felt a cold glow staring at his junior. He shuddered, and when he looked back, he just saw the corner, the fairy who looked like a fireworks in the human world opened. Canruo Xingchen's eyes glanced over here.

The mouse’s eyes are horrified. Isn’t this flying boat forbidden to cut off the divine consciousness, and he was just one step away from being a fake baby at the peak of the late stage of the formation of alchemy. The divine consciousness is still naturally strong, and he uses the technique of sound transmission. I heard.

The mouse's eyes smiled awkwardly, patted his mouth lightly, expressing his guilt, and then the cold gaze slowly returned.

The man in the yellow robe saw Yu Yanluan turning his head, instead of the shock of mouse eyes, he smiled and looked at her in a daze, unexpectedly a little lost.

"Don't look!" Mice's eyes twitched the yellow robe monk, and he continued to look at Yu Yanluan with a smile, only to find that Senior Sister Yu closed her beautiful eyes again and ignored them at all.

At this time, although the man in the yellow robe retracted his gaze, he was still a little stunned. The mouse saw this and shook his head silently. Men who have extravagant hopes are nowhere to be seen!

First of all, not to mention that Senior Sister Yu doesn't like ordinary male cultivation at all. Even if she does, it is too late. Senior Sister Yu looks young, but she has been alive for a long time, and the cultivation base of the pill formation period is almost exhausted!

Not even a hundred years, but just a few decades. This Senior Sister Yu is either in the advanced Nascent stage or sitting state, no matter what, it is absolutely impossible to form a double-cultivation partner with a pill-forming stage!

The yellow-robed man took a peek at Yu Yanlun, thinking that more than a hundred years ago, when he was still a little training to achieve perfection, he inadvertently violated the rules and was sentenced to abolish his dantian mana by the deacon elder, and was degraded. mortal!

When he was about to be tortured, he was really terrified. His life cultivation was completely ruined, and he became an ineffective mortal and wasted his life. For a monk with a great heart, this kind of punishment is simply more than killing. He is cruel!

At that time, he begged for mercy, begging the deacon elder to forgive him once, and other punishments were acceptable, as long as the dantian was not abolished, but it was useless. Just when the dantian was about to be abolished, the Master Yu appeared and came to hand over the task with the deacon elder.

He didn't know why Master Yu would care about him as a little monk, but he just said, "It's a man with a firm Dao heart. It's a pity that it's abolished. It's better to distribute and do ‘coolies’ for decades!"

It was because of Master Yu’s words that the road to immortality that he was about to break was continued. Since then, he feels that Master Yu is the best person in the world. In order to be able to match Master Yu, he rejected many conditions. The superior female cultivator, working hard to cultivate, under various circumstances, really allowed him to cultivate to the pill formation stage and become a junior!

I thought that after the pill formation period, the distance with Sister Yu could be shortened, but when he became the pill formation period, he discovered that the strength of the pill formation period was far from enough. The distance between him and Sister Yu was too far away, so far away. There is no way to make up for it, not even the courage to confess!

He could only wait silently while practicing desperately!

He only hates himself for being born hundreds of years late~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It would be the best if he could meet Sister Yu before she formed a double cultivation, at least he would work hard not to be a short-lived ghost!

"Senior Brother Wu, how confident are you in this battle!" The mouse eye didn't dare to talk about Senior Sister Yu, changed the subject, and asked like that.

"I don’t know. Before the war officially started, no one said it was bad. Who would dare to say that there was any certainty? Not only us, but also the predecessors of Yuanying stage, I am afraid that there is no bottom in my heart! I am afraid that the only one who really knows in his heart is that. The legendary Three Spirit Emperor, the Ghost Emperor, or the many tenth-tier Great Netherbone Kings of the hostile forces!" The monk Huangpao moved his gaze away from Yu Yanluo, and slowly shook his head.

"This battle should be the biggest battle in the world of the Netherbone for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. The front line is too wide, and it will be more than 50,000 miles. There are hundreds of them. Although our team has thirty or forty seniors, they can't affect the battle at all. Who can say that they are confident to retreat?" The Huangpao monk continued to add, with a faint solemn look on his face.

"Junior Brother Wu is a bit pessimistic in this statement. This battle is mainly a hard fight between the Three Spirits Dynasty and the Eighteen Bone League. Our Northern Alliance team is just fishing in troubled waters and cooperating with the Three Spirits Dynasty on the side. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a leak, the danger is naturally far less than the many ghost bones of the Three Spirits Dynasty!" The old man with mouse eyes shook his head.

"The situation of the battle is changing rapidly, who is right? But if you don’t enter the tiger’s lair, you won’t be able to take a chance. If you don’t take risks, where will the resources come? Grab the resources!" The monk Huangpao nodded, and then said: "I only hope that the Lord Three Spirit Sovereign is really sure to defeat the Eighteen Bone Imperial League in one fell swoop, so that we can better fish in troubled waters!"