I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

The flaming phoenix covered him with its wings as he walked through the space tunnel, and the sense of intimacy stemming from his blood made him unable to raise his guard.

Feng Yuanjiu simply revealed a wisp of divine consciousness, tentatively blending into the space tunnel, trying to take this opportunity to comprehend some laws of space for future needs.

However, after several attempts, Feng Yuanjiu had to admit that he didn't seem to have any talent in the laws of space, so there was no need to have the dream of forming alchemy by comprehending the laws of space.

This section of the space tunnel seems to be extraordinarily long. In the eyes of the water, Feng Yuanjiu can occasionally pick up a Qiankun bag lost by the predecessors to fill his own pocket, but here he can only see through the hazy red light, Look at the land blocks of various shapes outside the tunnel to increase your knowledge.

There are rumors that those floating land blocks outside the space tunnel were formed when the ancient immortals and monsters accidentally smashed the prehistoric continent during the melee.

There are also rumors that each piece of land fragments is a small secret realm, and when they stick together with the land of Kyushu, the secret realm will be opened.

These rumors seem to be true or false, and even a few words can be seen from the monk's handbook tens of thousands of years ago, but it has never been confirmed.

Through the space tunnel, Feng Yuanjiu looked at the fragments of land that were either erupting from a volcano, or thundering and thundering, or green in mountains and waters, or desolate, or a swamp of water. Dao's comprehension deepened.

Protected by Huofeng, Feng Yuanjiu seemed to have walked through the space tunnel for a long time, and it seemed that everything was just at the snap of his fingers. He had seen the grand scene of the empty space outside the tunnel, and he didn't feel hungry when he saw the end of the tunnel.

Passing through a tough transparent barrier, there is nothingness under your feet.

Before Feng Yuanjiu had time to see clearly which side of the world was behind the barrier, a vine covered with thorns approached him.

The three-foot green blade suddenly appeared in his palm, Feng Yuanjiu raised his sword to the side, and at the same time, a ground fire talisman was thrown towards the vine.

The Earth Fire Talisman rolled up the flames all over the sky, and the three-foot Qingfeng did not block it.

Accompanied by a loud and clear phoenix cry, the fire phoenix breathed out a little golden spark, and the fire came first, burning the oncoming vines to ashes when it was a foot away from his eyebrows.

The three-foot green front was still in the process of castration, causing Feng Yuanjiu to lean forward suddenly.

Huofeng's long tail feathers curled up, pulling Feng Yuanjiu back to his side, and floated steadily in the air.

Feng Yuanjiu held the sword upside down and looked along the jumping golden flame, but saw Wan Muchun hastily cut off a thick branch of the wood spirit beast devil vine beside him.

Wood attribute spirit beasts are rare and difficult to raise. After losing this vine, the strength of the devil vine has been greatly damaged. If there is no elixir to remedy the spiritual spring and nourish it, it will not be able to raise it back for hundreds of years. Wan Muchun's face is a little ugly for a while. His gloomy gaze stabbed at the uninvited guest floating in the air.

Feng Yuanjiu met Wan Muchun's gloomy gaze, sneered in his heart, and slapped his face calmly: "Senior Brother Wan, you're being polite."

Wan Muchun pointed together, brushed the broken part of the devil vine around the rich green inspiration with his fingertips, and sneered: "Senior brother, this gift is very generous!"

Feng Yuanjiu slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and Shuli put on a pure and innocent look on her face, lowering her eyes and humbled herself: "My little brother's idea is so low-level, I really dare not take it as my brother's false praise."

Wan Muchun pointed at Huofeng hovering beside Feng Yuanjiu, and sneered: "Junior Brother, you don't need to be humble, you can't do it, your Feng family soul phoenix is ​​very good at it."

Feng Yuanjiu pursed his lips imperceptibly, raised his eyes to look at Wan Muchun, with a sincere and serious expression: "So that senior brother will know that this soul phoenix is ​​not mine, but that I accidentally found it in an underwater cave. met."

Wan Muchun didn't quite believe it: "I heard that Feng, the soul of Feng's family, has never been separated from Feng Lord after awakening."

Feng Yuanjiu said: "Senior brother only knows one thing, not the other. After Hunfeng awakens, he will never be separated from the Phoenix Lord, but when he is strong enough, he can separate a wisp of spirit and turn it into a clone. Lord Phoenix's."

With a tense face, Wan Muchun pointed at the Hunfeng hovering beside Feng Yuanjiu, and asked, "You mean my ghost was burned to [-]% of his strength by your Hunfeng's mouthful of sparks?"

Feng Yuanjiu nodded calmly, mouthing what should be said: "After all, only after the phoenix master has achieved Dongxuan, can the soul phoenix have the ability to transform into one or two separate bodies."

Wan Muchun stared gloomyly at the fiery red Hunfeng, groaning silently.Feng Yuanjiu knew what he was thinking after thinking about it for a while, and smiled in his heart, but his words were full of good words to persuade him: "I advise senior brother not to think about this soul phoenix, even if it is just a body, it still has [-]% of its body's strength, it's not you can contend."

The expression is indeed extremely sincere, but the tone is also very intriguing.

Wan Muchun really sneered: "How do I know that this soul phoenix is ​​really not yours? Maybe you are playing tricks on me, maybe it's not necessarily true."

Feng Yuanjiu pursed her lips for a moment of silence, and said, "Man said that I haven't awakened the soul phoenix, but if I do, I can't awaken such a pure fire phoenix with my aptitude."

Wan Muchun raised his hand, and a Thor hammer appeared in his palm: "Whether it is true or not, you have to try it to know."

Feng Yuanjiu was satisfied in his heart, but a look of fear suddenly slipped across his face: "You and I have no enmity in the past, so why should you be like this, senior brother!"

Wan Muchun made a move with his left hand, and the devil vine, which was missing a vine, instantly protruded and entangled Wan Muchun's slightly fat wrist.

Wan Muchun flicked the vine covered with sharp teeth, stepped on the shuttle, and flew towards Feng Yuanjiu with a sledgehammer.

Feng Yuanjiu didn't move at all, quietly watching the black and green vines sweeping towards his waist, watching the huge hammer blowing towards the top of Huofeng's head, showing a hint of panic and despair at the right time.

When Wan Muchun's hammer was mostly melted away by the purple sparks from the fire phoenix's mouth, and when he wanted to give up the hammer and retreated, Feng Yuanjiu, who seemed to be stunned, enlarged the turtle back shield to the extreme in time to block Wan Muchun retreat.

It was just a tentative attack, but it turned out to be a form of mourning. When Wan Muchun was burned by the purple star fire and touched his Taoist body, he was shocked and angry: "Feng Yuanjiu, how dare you!"

Feng Yuanjiu calmly watched Wan Muchun being burned to ashes by the soul phoenix, touched the soul phoenix who rubbed the scales and feathers on his neck affectionately on his cheek to ask for credit, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and spoke softly, as if he would Dispersed in the air: "Why don't I dare? I have taken advantage of the right time and place, so I will be killed if I kill it. Is it possible that you are still left to raise a tiger?"

Wan Muchun was burnt by the soul phoenix until there was nothing left, only the wood-attributed spirit beast—the devil vine, temporarily escaped the bad luck of being burned to ashes under Feng Yuanjiu's signal.

The devil vine, which is famous in the world of comprehension, is curled up into a tight ball at this time, reducing its sense of existence like a small quail, lest it be remembered by the soul phoenix.

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyes to look at the dense forest under his feet, his spiritual consciousness was extended to the extreme, and after confirming that no one else existed, his gaze finally fell on the devil vine that had made himself into a ball of wool.

Wrapping his fingertips with real essence, he gently scratched the blackened green vine on the devil vine, then turned his head and said to Hunfeng, "Please give me another helping hand."

Hunfeng rubbed Feng Yuanjiu's face to show her consent.

"Please help me imprison it." Feng Yuanjiu said softly, then made a formula, and directly peeled off the essence of the devil vine with the word "photograph" in "Nine Chapters of Yuling" Po, "It's a pity."

It's a pity, of course, it's a pity that such a rare spirit beast, but he can only take its spirit and take its demon body. Fortunately, the devil vine doesn't look very good to his aesthetics, so he doesn't feel any reluctance in his heart.

Besides, this spirit can be used to feed Qijueqin. If Qijueqin can be given a layer of restraint, it will be more cost-effective than keeping the devil vine which has many hidden dangers.

Send the spirit of the devil vine together with Wu Huiniang's Yuanshen fragments collected earlier into the sea of ​​consciousness, and give it to Qin Po.

After Qin Po swallowed all the green and yellow balls into the body of the piano, Feng Yuanjiu withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness, just about to fall into the forest, followed Hunfeng to the southeast, looking for the one who had been calling him all the time. things, they suddenly stopped.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyes and looked at the void ten feet away. There was a surge of inspiration, and ripples gradually appeared. Two black-clothed monks stepped out from the center of the ripples, and one of them was exactly the disciple who left without saying goodbye. son!

Sweeping his eyes unobtrusively across the pair of small black horns on the forehead of the other monk, Feng Yuanjiu already knew the identities of these two in his mind - most likely they were Gui Haichen Xing and Kang Xuanyi.

Feng Yuanjiu is not surprised that the two of them escaped his spiritual detection, although he is not sure how much the matter of Caicai has been seen by the two of them, because the disciple is there, he is not too worried .

I just said silently in my heart, the "old friend" in the previous hexagram probably should be on this disciple.

The man with so beautiful appearance that he was almost a monster, stood in the sky coldly, with the fire and phoenix by his side, he looked like a fairy who descended from the mortal world, and he couldn't tell at all that he was the one who quietly planned to kill his fellow disciples just now.

However, it was him like this that made Kang Xuanyi feel more agreeable.

Two graceful people looked at each other from the air, one was clear and light, and the other had a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth, they were as beautiful as a pair of immortals in a painting.

It's a pity that besides the two of them in the painting, there is also a Gui Haichen star.

Gui Haichen Xing clicked his tongue lightly, and smiled softly: "Old Kang, your little beauty is really amazing!"

Kang Xuanyi glanced at Gui Haichen Xing lightly, and when he looked at Feng Yuanjiu, his eyebrows seemed to soften a bit, and he teased with a bit of a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm getting bolder."

Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuan looked at each other for a moment, and slightly bent the corners of their lips: "I only have the fifth level of Qi Refining, although I have some means to save my life because of the protection of my elders, it is impossible to kill me." Wan Muchun who has a devil vine as a spiritual pet."

Kang Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "So?"

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were peerless: "So, Senior Brother Wan must have encountered the evil spirits that sneaked into our Yuntai Mountains. He was powerless and died accidentally. It's a pity."

Kang Xuan smiled, his eyes were glued to Feng Yuanjiu's face undisguisedly, and he pointed at Feng Yuanjiu through the void: "Let's talk about whether you are arrogant because of being favored!"

Feng Yuanjiu glanced across Gui Haichen Xing meaningfully, and said slowly: "If you can guarantee that you know about this matter and no one else knows, I will be proud of being favored."

Gui Haichen star didn't seem to understand what Feng Yuanjiu said, and laughed loudly: "It's interesting!"

Kang Xuan glanced sideways at Gui Haichen Xing, raised his hand and hooked his finger at Feng Yuanjiu: "Come here."

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head indifferently: "I dare not."

Kang Xuan sneered: "Little beauty, where's your guts?"

Feng Yuanjiu was completely unmoved, and said calmly: "Feng Yuanjiu."

A trace of surprise flashed across Kang Xuan's smiling brows, and he immediately withdrew his vague ambiguity, looked at Feng Yuanjiu for a moment with incomprehensible meaning, and regained the feeling of seeing everything when he first saw the ruined temple. The vicissitudes of the world's vicissitudes of the immortal temperament, not happy and angry, said: "Kang Xuanyi."

The author has something to say: Find out about the scene of the large-scale falling horse.

Kang Xuanyi: woc, why is the beauty under the moon Feng Yuanjiu!