I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Feng Yuan recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" nine times, and lotus flowers arose every step of the way. Wherever he passed, all the succubus turned into nothingness.

Standing at the junction of Wang Yang and Mo Yuan, Kang Xuanyi watched Feng Yuanjiu expelling the extraterritorial enchanting demons raging in his sea of ​​consciousness with great interest, and stretched out his hand towards Feng Yuanjiu who stopped ten feet away from him: " come over."

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head, stared at Kang Xuanyi's indifferent eyes, and said slowly: "Master uncle said in the past that he loves the piano music of his disciples the most. Would you like me to play a song for my uncle?"

Kang Xuan sat back on the throne again, propped his cheeks with the back of his fingers, and nodded leisurely: "Yes."

A flat boat suddenly appeared under Feng Yuanjiu's feet, Feng Yuanjiu nodded his head in thanks, and sat on the canoe, with the golden qin soul turned into a five-stringed guqin and hung on his knees.

Playing the strings with plain hands, the sound of heaven and earth pierces through the sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, Wang Yang had a violent wave, and the magic abyss suddenly gave birth to a huge wave.

Kang Xuanyi sat firmly on the throne, overlooking the collision of the raging waves and the giant waves, staring at the lone boat floating between the raging waves and the giant waves.

On the solitary boat, Li Jia played the qin with her eyebrows lowered, undisturbed, and the melodious sound of the qin lingered endlessly towards the huge waves that were struggling with the raging waves.

Strands of golden horses are entwined in the jet black, unyieldingly eating away at the boundless magic power.

Kang Xuan tapped the magic lines that spread to his cheeks with his fingertips, and smiled: "It's just a drop in the bucket."

The extremely mysterious magic pattern twisted slightly, and slowly retreated into the collar, Kang Xuanyi calmly said: "Drips of water can also wear through stones, not to mention that he has never been alone."

The magic pattern spread again, but this time it only spread to the back of the ear, and it couldn't go any further.

The expression on Kang Xuan's face changed between reckless and unruly and unruly. Between Wang Yang and Mo Yuan, violent waves and giant waves collided more and more frequently.

On the solitary boat, Li Jiaren, who was playing the piano without distraction, suddenly looked up at Kang Xuanyi.

Accompanied by a chuckle, the sound of the piano suddenly changed, from the peaceful and melodious music to the sonorous sound of gold and iron horses.

The golden horse wrapped around the huge wave instantly turned into a huge golden net, which caught the huge wave.

At the same time, Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuanyi recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" at the same time.

The voice of the most holy blends with the voice of heaven and earth.

The momentum of the wild waves rose sharply, and the golden giant net was shining brightly.

Under the cooperation of the raging waves and the huge golden net, the black giant waves retreated unwillingly towards the depths of the devil's abyss.

The giant waves disappeared without a trace, and the raging waves calmed down.

The magic pattern retreated from Kang Xuanyi's ear into the collar, and the expression on Kang Xuanyi's face was fixed in the familiar look of Feng Yuanjiu.

Feng Yuanjiu put away the golden guqin, got up from the canoe, and looked at Kang Xuanyi standing between Wang Yang and Mo Yuan.

Kang Xuan glanced at his lips and smiled, step by step, he stepped forward.

Walking closer, he stretched out his arms to embrace Feng Yuanjiu, hugged her tightly, and urged: "This is not a place for you to stay for a long time, you should retreat first."

Feng Yuanjiu shook her head, looked at Kang Xuanyi but smiled without saying a word.

Kang Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at the sky above the Consciousness Sea. The dark sky was exactly the same as the robbery clouds outside, and coaxed in a low voice: "Be obedient."

Feng Yuanjiu raised her hand to cover Kang Xuanyi's eyes, and leaned over, her lips, as gorgeous as spring peaches, were printed on Kang Xuanyi's two light-colored thin lips, and licked lightly.

Kang Xuan opened his lips and intertwined with Feng Yuanjiu's lips and teeth, however, he tasted it very restrainedly: "Staying here will not benefit you."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his hand, pinched Kang Xuanyi's chin, gently scratched the rolling Adam's apple with his fingertips, and said slowly: "In the past, when I condensed the Nascent Soul, Master Uncle spared no expense to help me overcome my inner demons. Today, Master Uncle has achieved Dongxuan." , I shall reciprocate and return your equal friendship."

Kang Xuan shook his head: "Don't mess around."

Feng Yuanjiu pinched Kang Xuanyi's chin, exerted a little force, squinted his eyes, and asked unhurriedly, "Are you sure?"

When Feng Yuanjiu was hard-hearted, there was nothing he could do.

Feng Yuanjiu was emotionally moved, and he was even more helpless, but he was always happy with it.

Kang Xuan stared at Feng Yuanjiu with lowered eyes, with a helpless smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of indulgence: "I'm sure, I don't want you to waste your origin, and I don't want you to be contaminated by the cause of heaven and earth disaster because of me. You have to know, you The cause of heaven and earth calamity contaminated today will surely be reflected in your Dongxuan calamity in the future."

Feng Yuanjiu looked back at Kang Xuanyi calmly, with thought in his eyes.

When he was going to Sword God Mountain that day, he passed Juxian City and bought a copy of "Detailed Explanation of Anecdotes of the Son of the Devil".

In "Detailed Explanation of Anecdotes of the Holy Son of the Demon Gate", Kang Xuanyi, the saint son of the Demon Gate, is ruthless and does whatever he wants, and he has practiced the Demon Gate to the extreme.

Produced by Tianji Pavilion, it must be true.

But in his impression, Kang Xuanyi has always acted with restraint, although he is occasionally presumptuous, he always restrains his desires just right.

Kang Xuanyi is the arrogant of the Demon Sect, and has a high status in the Demon Sect. What makes him willing to restrain his nature?

The answer is self-evident, saying it...well, it's embarrassing.

Hearing Kang Xuan's every word and every word was for his sake, Feng Yuanjiu appreciated it in his heart, but asked Kang Xuanyi blankly: "May you vote me papaya, but don't let me repay you with Qiongju? You treat me as a what?"

Kang Xuan smiled, half a smile but not a smile: "Do you really want me to tell you?"

Feng Yuanjiu thought about it, and felt that his face was probably inferior to that of Kang Xuanyi, so he brought the topic back to the right track calmly: "Even if you are contaminated with the cause of heaven and earth disaster, that is a matter of the future, the most urgent thing is that you can get through it safely. The catastrophe of the cave mystery. At the end of the day, when I overcome the catastrophe, you will be infected with the cause of the world catastrophe, or have you never thought about the future?"

Kang Xuan was helpless, lowered his head and bit his lips as beautiful as a spring peach, and finally took a step back: "You can stay, but you must protect your own soul first. You have to believe in your man, and the mere heart demon Jie, can't do anything to me."

Feng Yuanjiu didn't comment, pointed to the demon abyss on the right side of Kang Xuanyi and said: "I only believe that the mind is clear and solid, so it's against the law. If your mind is controlled by the demon, and the soul falls into this endless abyss, I don't mind getting rid of it with my own hands." magic."

Kang Xuan nodded: "Okay."

Satisfied, Feng Yuanjiu raised his head together with Kang Xuanyi, glanced at the precarious Jielei in the sky, and walked towards the endless ocean.

As soon as Kang Xuan understood, Feng Yuanjiu wanted to help him sit in the Taoist Taoism, to prevent the magic power from being fueled by the extraterrestrial demons.

Thinking of building a palace on top of Wang Yang, watching Feng Yuan sitting on the cloud bed, Kang Xuan was instantly between Wang Yang and Mo Yuan, sitting on the throne, waiting for the next tribulation thunder and the next wave of demons robbery.

One tribulation thunder is stronger than one, and one wave of extraterrestrial demons is better than one wave.

With Feng Yuanjiu sitting in Taoist Taoism for him, the situation of being temporarily controlled by the devil's mind as before when he survived the catastrophe of the heart demon did not appear again.

The heart demon calamity is not enough to cause trouble, but even if there is no one to disturb him, Kang Xuanyi's demon body has reached its limit under one tribulation thunder that is stronger than the other.

After overcoming the No.90 seven calamity thunders, a pair of white bones surrounded by purple thunder light stood under the calamity cloud, and only traces of blood that were invisible to the naked eye flowed in the bones, maintaining the last vitality.

The calamity clouds in the sky are still gathering and not dispersing, and the next calamity thunder is brewing.

The GUI sea monster's main gaze fell on the white bones surrounded by thunder and thunder, and his big palms grasped the shiny jade horns on the armrest of the throne, hesitating.

The monster race has its own bloodline inheritance, and the power of cultivating qi and blood, but in the long years, it has also been divided into mysterious demons.

It's just that the monster cultivator's Xuanxuan cultivation or demon cultivation can't help themselves, but depends on their blood.

For example, the demon master of the fox tribe is a descendant of the nine-tailed celestial fox, and his cultivation of Taoism is no less than that of Taiqing's No. 1 Hundred Li Sky, while the ancestor of the demon master of the Jiao tribe is a demon dragon.

It is recorded in "Ancient Tales" that the ancestor of Jiaobu was the mount of Mo Dusheng, the second ancestor of the Twelve Patriarch Demons.

Unfortunately, the Kang family is the descendant of the ancestor demon.

For the Jiaobu family, the blood of the Kang family is both a temptation and an imprisonment.

Now that Kang Xuanyi is weak and weak, only Feng Anlan is left to protect the dharma, and there are no other saints watching over him, it is very common for the Guihai Jiao master to be greedy.

After all, if you succeed, you can not only use Kang's bloodline to release the power of the master-slave contract in the bloodline inheritance, but also get a record of being a robber for nothing. It is really worth taking a risk.

When Feng Anlan's breathing became heavy, Feng Anlan thought, and the golden fire phoenix under his feet suddenly sang, resounding through the sky.

Gui Haijiao's breathing returned to steady, and he smiled: "Brother Feng is too cautious."

Feng Anlan raised the sword in his hand, and the golden flame on the blade was blazing: "Be careful, there is no big mistake."

Master Guihai snorted softly, and his eyes fell on Jie Yunxia's white bones again.

No.90 Eight Tribulation Thunders fell, and the vitality flowing in the bones became weaker and weaker, as if it was in danger of extinction at any time.

Lord Guihai grabbed the jade horns on the armrest of the throne again.

Feng Anlan wiped the golden flaming long sword with his fingertips, and chatted with Jiaozhu in his unsmoky voice: "Kang's son, when you achieve Dongxuan, you have a chance to awaken your ancestors to summon their souls. I heard about this opportunity. It often appears at the time of life and death, but it is not known whether it is true or not."

Master Gui Haijiao's expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Feng Anlan said again: "Jiaobu and Kang's family have always been close, can fellow Taoist Guihai help Feng's confusion?"

Guihai Jiaozhu squinted at the white bones under the robbery cloud for a moment, and when the No.90 nine robbery thunders fell, he finally sighed a little bit, spit out a blue jellyfish bead, broke through the purple robbery thunder, and sent it to The location of the Heart of Bones gate.

The moment the jiaozhu sank into the bone, the jiao master recited something in ancient language.

The rough and wild voice recited the ancient mantra with the most mysterious rhythm, and the ancient sound echoed between the heaven and the earth.

Suddenly a storm surged above the void.

Under the void, at the center of the calamity of heaven and earth, the shiny white bones were wrapped in a pool of azure water and submerged in the thunder that illuminated the sky and the earth.

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