I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Venerable Lord Feng Li came in a menacing manner, Baili Chang was calm and relaxed.

Lord Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, and only shook the magic banner.

Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuan looked at each other, they each carried their spirit yuan, their dharma was majestic, and they waited intently, pinching the magic spell condensed on their fingertips without saying anything, only following Baili Changkong's words, and looking at Venerable Feng Li Surrounded by more and more puppets, they strolled here.

Thousands of demons surround the silver moon.

The barrier set up by Lord Ling Xiao blocked the way of Lord Feng Li and his puppets.

Lord Feng Li's almost scarlet eyes stared at the silver moon shield for a moment, his eyes imbued with killing intent fluctuated slightly, showing signs of returning to his senses: "Master Ling Xiao, you want to kill my master too? "

Zun Ling Xiao insisted that he wanted to speak.

One of Baili Changkong who was familiar with the road sealed the mouth of Lord Ling Xiao, and said casually: "I am afraid that Lord Feng Li didn't know that 3000 years ago, Lord Ling Xiao was one of the people who sent Boxuan to be a good person." .”

The rationality of returning to the cage was gradually suppressed by the killing intent.

Venerable Feng Li's palm was full of black magic, and he said coldly: "Master Ling Xiao and my master are inseparable, he will not..."

"No matter how good the relationship between Lord Ling Xiao and your master is, can it be better than the friendship between him and the poor Taoist?" Baili Changkong interrupted Lord Feng Li's defense that was almost talking to himself, and said lightly, "I told him to kill you!" Boxuan, does he dare not kill him?"

Lord Feng Li guarded the last sliver of reason, and looked at Lord Ling Xiao.

Lord Ling Xiao: "..."

When did he kill Boxuan?The stinky Taoist priest was really soft, no, soft when he was tricked.

Lord Ling Xiao and Lord Feng Li looked at each other.

From the scarlet eyes of Venerable Feng Li who tried his best to maintain his sanity, he could see a trace of questioning.

Lord Ling Xiao said "sin" silently, grabbed Baili Changkong's hand that unblocked him, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Brother Baili, but I have something to ask for, this deity has always been everything. answer."

"No, yes, no, should."

Venerable Feng Li lowered his eyes, as if chewing, he repeated these four words slowly, and when he raised his eyes again, his hair was full of blue hair fluttering without wind.

From the root of the hair to the end of the hair, in an instant, the blue hair turned red like blood, "Very well, then please ask Master Ling Xiao to accompany Baili Shangzun on the road together!"

Lord Ling Xiao smiled lowly: "My deity and senior brother Baili, when we live, we must join hands to pray for longevity, and when we die, we will naturally go to heaven together. Little Pineapple has a filial piety, and if you want to send us on the road, it depends on whether you have it or not." That's what it takes."

Between the words, the silver moon shines brightly.

The silver-white radiance sprinkled all over Yuanhe Hall, silently turning the puppets surrounding Lord Feng Li into nothingness.

Venerable Feng Li frowned.

A black barrier was propped up between the flicking sleeves, and more puppets rushed out from the hem of his robe.

Baili Changkong chuckled: "It's still close."

Lord Ling Xiao frowned, and Bai reminded: "For bullying Little Pineapple like this, be careful that Bo Xuan will come to settle accounts with you after he comes back alive."

Baili Changkong sneered: "I'm afraid that he won't dare to come, so I'll go to the door to find him!"

Lord Ling Xiao sighed softly.

4000 years ago, Boxuan's death planted the root of disaster, and today he can only ask his lover to leave some interest: "Yes, yes, yes, the two of them made great deaths, repeatedly dancing on your back, together It’s time to learn a lesson!”

Just a lesson?

It's too cheap for them.

Baili Changkong snorted softly, did not comment, and stared calmly at the puppet who came out from the hem of the robe of Lord Li Zun.

Those puppets seem to be endless.

One after another, they came out of the black robes, but they still couldn't see the one he was looking for.

Baili Changkong twitched his brows lightly and let out a chuckle.

In response to the sound, the brilliant sun broke through the heaven and the earth, circled up, and hung in the sky above the Yuanhe Hall, reflecting each other with the silver moon.

The majestic sunlight blends with the silver glow of the hall, and its power increases instead of diminishing.

The magic barrier laid down by Venerable Feng Li melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Venerable Feng Li sneered, and in a moment of thought, 81 puppets lined up to hold up a barrier to resist the erosion of the sun and the moon: "The Lord Baili and Master Ling Xiao have a good understanding, and they should hold hands on Huangquan Road .”

Hey!

Lord Ling Xiao and his patriarch dared to say that they lived and died together, and the other dared to make the sun and the moon shine together. They really know how to play.

Venerable Feng Li praised them for tacit understanding and asked them to hold hands, which is really daring to say.

Feng Yuanjiu withdrew his divine thoughts that fell on the pair of sun and moon that complemented each other, and his eyes turned quietly on the back of his family's ancestor and Lord Ling Xiao.

Kang Xuanyi dispersed the unreleased spell with his fingertips, and transmitted the sound to Feng Yuanjiu - the supernatural power of the combination of Dafa, which can only be cultivated by mutual trust.Talking about masters and patriarchs who practice the two mystical arts of Xuanling separately, even if monks of the same sect form Taoist couples, there are very few who can practice the combination of Dafa and strike supernatural powers.

Dafa harmonizes supernatural powers?

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows, and squinted at Kang Xuanyi—very powerful?

Kang Xuan pinched Feng Yuanjiu's little finger calmly, and smiled meaningfully—it's very powerful, you can try it.

Look at this laugh, I didn't hold back my fart.

Feng Yuanjiu gave Kang Xuan a glance, and his mind landed on his patriarch.

Bailichangkong Shi Shiran raised the hand held by Venerable Ling Xiao, let Venerable Feng Li look at it carefully, and said leisurely: "The hand is done, and it depends on whether Venerable Feng Li has sent the poor or not." Dao and Lord Ling Xiao have the ability to go to Huangquan."

Lord Ling Xiao: "..."

Slightly pinching Baili Changkong's knuckles, Lord Ling Xiao stared at Lord Feng Li with a half-smile: "Smelly Taoist priest, don't make things difficult for Little Pineapple. Man said he doesn't have that much ability, even if he has, the deity can't help it." I still don’t want to fight against the landlord with that dead face of Boxuan!”

Baili Changkong chuckled: "That's right, two against one is not interesting."

Dead face, fighting the landlord, and two against one.

Really jump on his bottom line!

Venerable Feng Li sneered.

81 In the big puppet formation, countless puppets swarmed out: "Don't gossip, Baili Shangzun and Master Ling Xiao go well."

Lord Feng Li's words fell.

Birds, beasts, fierce gods, evil spirits, mysterious, spiritual, Confucian, demon...

Puppets of all colors rushed out of the 81 puppet formation, and rushed towards the fire jade cloud bed desperately against the sun and moon that blended in one place.

An endless stream of puppets came one after another.

Baili Changkong looked on coldly, although the silver moon shield seemed to be running out, and he didn't have the slightest intention to help.

Master Ling Xiao waved the magic banner in his hand, and the boundless magic power surged and turned into a demon head, trying to intercept the puppet that collided with the silver moon shield, but it was a drop in the bucket.

The silver moon shield was in jeopardy.

Lord Ling Xiao seemed to have no choice but to be distracted and ask Baili Changkong to help, but another carelessness revealed a flaw.

No one would have thought that the number one lord of the Spirit Sect would make such a low-level mistake.

Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuanyi immediately worked out formulas and cast spells.

Boundless waves of water rolled endless stars and rushed towards the puppet that crazily crashed into the silver moon shield.

Lord Feng Li moved faster than them.

Suddenly, more puppets poured out from the hem of the magic robe, rushing towards the silver moon shield.

"Crack!"

The silver-moon shield cracked at the sound, Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuanyi immediately made seals, and built two barriers inside the silver-moon shield, one as dark as a curtain of black sea water, and the other as gorgeous as a star river.

Venerable Feng Li laughed, and summoned more puppets to impact the silver moon shield with countless textures.

Seeing that the silver moon shield was about to break, a sneer appeared on Venerable Feng Li's lips.

However, just as the smile touched the corners of his lips, it froze on Lord Feng Li's face.

But at the moment when the silver moon's shield shattered, Baili Changkong suddenly raised his hand to make a false grab, and accurately caught two figures in succession from thousands of puppets.

A gnat's head with crescent eyebrows and pearly lips, a bright red mole on the forehead, and a red dress wraps her delicate body.

An equestrian crown belt, finger ancient scrolls, and a gentle and jade-like character very much like Yan Xiuyuan.

As soon as the two figures were pulled out from the thousands of puppets by the sky, Lord Ling Xiao suddenly changed his momentum, and he no longer looked like he was struggling to support just now.

At the moment when the puppet was completely recruited by Lord Ling Xiao, Baili Changkong threw out the divine fire cover at the right time to cover Lord Feng Li who had no puppet guards around him.

Feng Yuanjiu: "..."

Kang Xuanyi: "..."

Venerable Lord Feng Li has traveled the longest road in this life, probably because of his patriarch's routine.

Feng Yuanjiu flicked his sleeves to scatter the barrier of the bright galaxy, and looked at the two figures caught by the sky, and sighed: "It turns out that the patriarch invited Lord Feng Li to come here for the mother."

That's right, the red-clothed woman who is as heroic as a beard is his mother Feng Miaoge, but the eyes of the figure in front of him are really dull, not at all the expression of the divine sense avatar he saw in Qifeng Terrace .

Feng Yuanjiu took half a step forward, and asked Baili Changkong again: "My mother, this is..."

"Don't be impatient."

Baili Changkong gave Feng Yuanjiu a soft order, and looked at Lord Feng Li who had completely turned into a demon in the divine fire cover, and began to seal and knead the formula.

In the divine fire hood, there were nine golden and white flame dragons dancing in an instant.

Venerable Feng Li, who was sitting in the middle of the divine fire hood, was devoured by the flame dragon in an instant and turned into nothingness.

Baili Changkong's expression was not happy, and he slowly retracted the divine fire cover.

It seemed that what was killed with a raised hand was not a divine sense avatar of the Lord of the Spirit Gate, but an inconspicuous little ant.

Thanks to his patriarch, he pretended to be "like facing the enemy" so much!

Feng Yuanjiu was simply amazed.

His patriarch is his patriarch, not only has deep routines, but also has first-class acting skills.

After Baili Changkong put away the divine fire cover, he raised his finger and pointed out a golden and white flame chain, which locked the figure of the male cultivator wearing Eguanbo, and looked up at Lord Ling Xiao.

Lord Ling Xiao understood, and immediately pointed at him.

As his white fingertips slid across the void, a hole was instantly opened in the void.

Lord Ling Xiao clicked his tongue lightly, and reluctantly reached into the void to search for a while.

After several breaths, Venerable Ling Xiao lifted out of the void like a sack, a solid male cultivator who was bound by the chains of the devil's head, and threw it face down on the fire without any seriousness. On the jade steps in front of the Yuyun bed.

The male cultivator was covered from head to toe by the chains of the devil's head. From the faintly exposed section of the ancient scroll, one could barely tell that the man whose face was on the ground was a Confucian monk.

Baili Changkong gave Lord Ling Xiao a nonchalant glance.

Flicking his sleeves, he rolled the "ancient scroll rice dumpling" in front of Lord Ling Xiao, and shook the golden-white flame chain to throw the male cultivator spirit avatar/body of E Guanbo towards the "ancient scroll rice dumpling".

When the male cultivator brought by E Guanbo submerges into the body of "Ancient Scroll Zongzi", he forcibly arranges "Ancient Scroll Zongzi" to be taken care of by Lord Ling Xiao.

Baili Changkong flicked the storage bag with his fingertips, took out a jade tablet, dipped his fingertips in blood and drew talismans on the jade tablet, and then he answered Feng Yuanjiu: "Your mother was made into a kinslayer by Venerable Feng Li. Puppet, if you want to save him, you must first get back the half of her soul that was taken away from Venerable Feng Li."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned.

There were a lot of doubts in his heart, but he didn't know where to ask, so he simply kept silent and waited quietly for his ancestor to "tell him a story".

The divine sense in the sky swept across Feng Yuanjiu.

Walking on the jade card with fingertips, after finishing the last stroke, he threw the jade card into the air, and then continued to say while pinching the seal, "However, in Qifeng Terrace, Feng Li's inner demon avatar/body was directly captured The Nether Lie Kun dog devoured, and there was no chance to ask him for it, so I had no choice but to set up this game and just invite him to come over."

Please come over and wipe it all out, this behavior is very spiritual.

Feng Yuanjiu stared at the jade tablet floating in the air, looked at the gradually fading red light on the jade tablet, and twitched his brows slightly: "Patriarch, is this a soul-sealing talisman?"

Flying ten fingers in the sky, he quickly squeezed the last seal, and pointed a little, and printed the last character into the jade tablet, and said in a low voice: "Solution!"

Only then was he distracted to explain Feng Yuanjiu's confusion: "Exactly."

This soul sealing talisman...

Feng Yuanjiu carefully measured the lines on the jade tablet, it was indeed the jade tablet given to his ancestor by his grandfather, but said: "Patriarch, forgive me for my poor eyesight, this soul-sealing talisman seems to be different from the one in the Gongdeyuan."

The author has something to say: "Something's wrong with the male god who found it" has opened a pit, and the pink and tender new pit asks for love! ~ If you are interested, you must move to a favorite! ~

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Putting on a face and daring to trick the male god into bed.

Jiang Xiaogengzhi 怀怪 Chen used up all his little cunning to get the male god in his hands, but found that the male god he had been thinking about for many years had turned into a cunning and sanctimonious LSP.

The pan male god pans until the house collapses and there is no one left!

The male god seems to have no heart, if he doesn't run away, is he still waiting for peach?

Jiang Chen left a "Yeqing knot", turned around gracefully, and ran away without a trace, Dumei went to work on her career.

Don't ask, just ask: something is wrong with the male god, I want to return the product!

Jiang Chen was an accident in Fu Mingyi's life.

When he was concentrating on his career, Jiang Chen climbed into his bed.

When he was planning to get a date, Jiang Chen ran away without saying a word, without asking him if he would agree or not.

Fu Mingyi: Brat, do you want to run away after messing with my brother?What beautiful things do you want?

Jiang Chen: I didn't run away, I just want to return the goods.

Fu Mingyi: After seven days, the refund period has expired, and there is no refund.

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes: When you go out of your house, turn left and you will see the non-recyclable trash can, thank you.

Fu Mingyi laughed angrily: "Okay, you can run hard, don't let me catch you, or you will suffer!"

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes: Brother, there is everything in the dream.

Fu Mingyi sits firmly on the altar, and everyone who touches him will be turned off by him. He is a well-known scandal insulator in the entertainment industry.

Jiang Chen became famous overnight, and anyone who couldn't see it was turned into a self-imposed autistic by him. He is a well-known upright and outspoken machine in the entertainment circle.

Super first-line and new top-tier are originally incompatible relationships.

One day, the Spaghetti were horrified to discover that their "clean and self-conscious" actor Fu suddenly started to go to business with the popular fried chicken ginger.

Spaghetti: Master Fu, please!Blink if you get kidnapped!

Fu Mingyi: Don't think about it, you weren't kidnapped

Pasta: Weeping in the storm, it would be better to be kidnapped

Chaoyue was rushing to get traffic for their idols, but the gingers were not happy at all.

Ginger juice is frightening: brother/son, please!You must control your mouth!

Jiang Chen: I'm not familiar with it, don't rub it, thank you.

Ginger: Weeping in the storm, this broken mouth really broke our hearts!

Pasta with sauce: ahhhhhhhh!The cp I knocked on has come true, help me up, I can still knock him for 1 years!