Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

The sky is clear, the wind is gentle.

The two who drove out of the Land of Absolute Soul sat leisurely on the horse-drawn wooden cart, looking very leisurely.

The breeze was blowing, and the bells hanging around the horse's neck jingled.

Wei Zi'an leaned against the wooden wall of the carriage, holding a wooden gourd in his hand, the rice wine in it exuded an enticing mellow aroma.

"Senior Sister, what about my sword just now?"

Hearing Wei Zian's obviously proud voice, Shui Miao stroked the long hair scattered around his ear, "It's not bad."

"How good is it?"

Wei Zian's hand holding the wooden gourd trembled slightly, and even his lips trembled.

This is the sequelae of that sword.

Wei Zi'an turned his head, his eyes revealed a sense of complacency, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The carriage gradually drifted away, and the Land of Absolute Spirit opened wide, and the narrow corridor was completely blocked.

It's like light shining into the eggshell through the cracks, and the originally dark space is brightened instantly, but as long as you plug the cracks, the rest is boundless darkness.

Although the metaphor is a bit exaggerated, this is the scene of the Land of Absolute Spirit at this time.

The original narrow corridor was completely sealed by the thrown boulders, without any light.

The yellow sand is raging, even if you are far away, you can still hear the rustling wind coming from inside.

"It won't be like this anymore."

Shui Miao sighed.

She originally disapproved of Wei Zi'an's attack, but she only agreed to Wei Zi'an's stalking.

Although he didn't look back, it didn't mean that Shui Miao couldn't pass Wei Zian's embarrassment at this time.

The dry lips seemed to be the land that had been droughted for three years, that is, the spiritual liquid contained in the wooden gourd was the source of barely sustaining the signs of life.

It's still a bit too risky to do so.

If Shui Miao knew that this would happen, she would definitely not allow it, but if not...

"Not anymore."

Wei Zi'an controlled the monster power in his body and instilled it into his stiff and immobile arm, only in this way could he hold the wooden gourd.

He couldn't hide his smile and looked at the yellow line behind him that connected the sky and the earth.

Wei Zian shook his head and smiled wryly, "This hand, at least needs to be warmed up for a few days."

The rank of Zhu Xie Sword belonged to the ancient fairy sword. Even Wei Zi'an relied on the torrential demon power in his body, but he could barely use it, so as not to hurt his meridians.

But the power of that sword is really too great, Wei Zi'an can be said to have integrated all his swordsmanship perception these days into it, and the effect it brings is naturally destructive.

Wei Zi'an dare to guarantee that if the elder brother was here, he would stroke his beard and laugh heartily.

Not to mention that senior brother Bai who is addicted to alcohol, maybe he will come up and kneel three times and kowtow nine times.

So if it’s just a meridian disorder, an injury like broken liver and intestines is nothing to worry about. The big deal is to eat more good ones. A monk’s body cannot be treated with common sense, and it takes only a moment to recover.

Thinking of this, Wei Zian turned his head to look at Shui Miaomiao who was driving on the horseback in front, and asked with a smile: "Senior sister, do you really remember the demeanor of my sword just now?"

Sister Shui Miao twitched the corner of her mouth when she heard the 'false sentiment', and said angrily: "I remember it, I remember it all, do you want me to write a book to spread your heroic deeds to the whole world?"

"Pfft, haha."

Wei Zi'an suppressed a smile and waved his hands casually, ignoring the word 'spread' that Shui Miao deliberately used.

"That's naturally excellent. I'd like to thank Senior Sister again."

"You're welcome."

Shui Miao rolled her eyes.

She doesn't want to pay attention to this guy, it looks really annoying!

Wei Zi'an, who didn't know what Shui Miao was thinking, hummed leisurely.

I thought to myself that what Senior Brother Bai said was indeed right, is this kind of world considered pleasant, not much better than a fierce battle of words in a temple.

Suddenly, Wei Zi'an thought of something. Regardless of his trembling hands, he tried to stand up from the wooden cart, but his exhausted body didn't have much strength. Even if the commander of the brain gave the order to die, he still chose to ignore it.

Snapped--

The wooden gourd fell on the carriage, and the fragrant psychic liquid filled the entire carriage.

Shui Miao, who was driving the car, naturally sensed that something was wrong, and turned around in a hurry, only to find that Wei Zian fell into the mud.

"What's the matter with you, are you still playing foolish?"

Shui Miao made a joke, and with a wave of her plain hand, Wei Zi'an's clumsy body was lifted up with gentle spiritual power.

"Thank you."

Wei Zian opened his hand very gracefully, and the wine gourd that fell on the wooden cart shook tremblingly, but there was no movement at all.

"Quickly, what's the matter?!"

Shui Miao's face turned dark, and he reached out to pick up the wine gourd and stuffed it into his clothes.

This little junior brother might be planning something to show off.

Seeing Shui Miaomiao's reaction, Wei Zian curled his lips helplessly, raised his chin, and said, "Look for yourself."

Let me see, let me see!

Shui Yanmiao just wanted to angrily reprimand her junior brother for looking for her own fun, but she was startled by the scene she saw along the direction of the raised chin.

The blue of the sky, the yellow of the dunes, and the endless black in the middle.

"We seem to have gotten into trouble."

Wei Zi'an said in a trembling voice.

Leveling the Land of Absolute Spirit with a single sword, this kind of record is probably unprecedented, and there will be no one to come after.

"No!"

Wei Zian was taken aback by Shui Miao's resolute voice.

"It wasn't me who caused the trouble, it was you."

Ah this...

Wei Zian's face froze.

At this time, there is no need to care about these things.

Could it be that the senior sister is really a Erha attribute?
"Blocking the Land of Absolute Spirit...should be a good thing, right?"

"Your voice has become quieter, speak louder, you still want to be a sword fairy with your voice?"

The corner of Wei Zian's mouth twitched, "Senior Sister, what should I do now?"

"It's alright."

Shui Yanmiao simply turned her head and sat on the horseback to drive the carriage again, so that she could no longer see or worry.

"The Land of Absolute Spirit is a natural moat that separates the Hundred Thousand Mountains from the Central Plains. What you do is at most preventing the little demons from getting out and the common people from getting through."

"Then why is it dark?" Wei Zian was puzzled.

"...It should be fine."

Shui Miao sighed, she didn't know why.

Seeing this, Wei Zi'an also closed his eyes, because he sensed a strong aura approaching, which was somewhat familiar.

……

Tu Shanqing was suspended in the sky above the Land of Absolute Soul, her heart was in a mess.

Which idiot is this?

To be so stupid as to seal the Land of Absolute Spirit, I have to say, is a talent.

"Ow!"

A gigantic beast suddenly appeared below, and Tu Shanqing's face changed slightly with its ferocious aura passing through the rolling yellow sand.

"It turns out that you are playing tricks..."