Under Jinglu.

The stream water comes out of the stone, strings like beads, and turns gurgling.

The lotus leaves are covered with weeping willows, and half acre of cold green appears on the face of the human face.

From time to time, birds are singing, and the sound is heard.

Dongfang Shuo sat down on the wooden couch again, his eyes cleared. Thinking of the boy who had just left, he smiled and said, "It's interesting."

There is a vine-wood fragrance table on the corner, with exquisite carved patterns, simple and natural.

There are fresh fruits in all seasons, nectar and jade liquid, and a high bronze bottle dyed the sky light, with a circle of halos.

The lotus fragrance blew in from outside, calming down and concentrating.

Dongfang Shuo picked up the high jar, drank a lot, and thought to himself.

I have to say that if you intervene in the quota of celestial immortals in the sect, it is undoubtedly one of the fastest ways for you to open up the situation after you become a celestial immortal. And if Chen Yanzhen can win, he can also make up for the shortcomings of insufficient qualifications and add a strong support.

If you combine, you will benefit both of you, and that's exactly what it is.

As for helping other more advantageous competitors, Dongfang Shuo didn't think about it at all. He either liked the icing on the cake. He wanted to enter the game or played chess.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Shuo's angular face rarely smiled bitterly and said, "Master is right. I am not a disciple. I am born to be a person who is unwilling to be lonely."

Dongfang Shuo drank all the whole jar of wine and squinted his eyes slightly.

He found that at some point, wind blew on the water.

Clouds come in clusters, and the paintings are painted into the painting.

The bamboo is dark and the pine is shaking, and the rustling sound is overwhelming.

Then, the scene changed, and there were pavilions, painting boats, musical halls, and silk and bamboo orchestras that were constantly coming.

The beautiful figure that is independent in the world stands in it, with a sigh and grief.

When Dongfang Shuo saw it, his eyebrows rose up, his eyes widened, and his pupils in his eyes emitted a strange light, like a knife or a sword, slashing towards him, and a long and roaring sound.

The light breaks through time and space, constantly spins, and whirlpools appear out of thin air, as if they want to swallow all the light around them into it and turn the world into a cave.

This attack is unstoppable.

"The true and mysterious light of the two yins,"

The person who came spoke, his voice was crisp. The flowers and rain all over the sky blocked the halo of the coming face. He seemed to walk out of the scroll, with his cloudy hair and a palace skirt covering his body. He was painted with a faint plum blossom makeup, graceful and noble.

The female fairy holds a flower basket in one hand and a whisk in the other hand. She has a wonderful voice and fairy posture, and she forgets the world when she sees it.

As soon as it appears, the Xuanyin Spiritual Text is fine and dense, extending under your feet, like a rainbow bridge. There are thousands of phantoms of gods appearing in the sky and the earth. The divine wheel arrives and shines brightly for the ages.

The heaven and earth produce strange phenomena, and welcoming them naturally.

Only celestial immortals have such incredible power.

Dongfang Shuo looked directly at the person, his face was cold, he did not get up, his eyelids drooped, and said, "What are you going to find me?"

"Senior Brother Dongfang,"

The person who came to walk with his skirt, his ringing bells, and he made a sound of nature, saying, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and you will also be promoted to the celestial immortal position, which is a joyful congratulation."

Dongfang Shuo did not speak, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and in front of the dignified fairy, if outsiders saw this attitude, they would definitely be surprised because it was too rude.

The female fairy didn't care. The divine light flowed in her beautiful eyes, and the sound of chanting the scriptures sounded behind her, neither high nor low, and said, "I'll advise Senior Brother Dongfang to say that the situation in the sect is not stable now, so it's better to be out of the matter."

Dongfang Shuo's heart moved, knowing that his recent actions in the door might have been noticed by those who are interested, he snorted coldly and said, "How can I do it? I don't need to teach you the Immortal Lord."

Lord Immortal Lord, four words are very heavy and full of irony.

The female fairy's eyebrows are as dark as dark as her eyes are like waves, and her voice is not rippling, and she said, "It is easy to break if she is strong. If Senior Brother Dongfang doesn't listen to his advice, he will inevitably repeat the mistakes he made back then. At that time, it will be too late to regret."

After hearing this, Dongfang Shuo suddenly opened his eyes wide. In his pupils, a terrifying black vortex emerged. In the layers of time and space faults, the bizarre scenes were born and destroyed at all times, as if they were in reincarnation.

He stared at the female fairy opposite, as if he had returned to the past, and said coldly, "The posture of your aristocratic family is still so disgusting. It has remained unchanged after so many years."

"Senior Brother Dongfang wants to take care of himself."

The female fairy didn't say much, with a little jade, the glorious fairy light soared into the sky, like a halo. She was in it, holding the plum branches with her hands, walking in the wind, and her face was beautiful.

Then, the halo of the moon slowly left the mountains and disappeared.

Only the clear and cold light left behind, leaving a faint fragrance.

Completely calm down in front of the monastery.

The faint sky light refracted between the waves, like frosty white sword light, wandering in the sky.

The trance past is broken.

Dongfang Shuo sat quietly in the monastery, silent, dangerous sparks jumping in his double pupils, his back straightened and never bent.

"The more I do this, the more I have to fight."

Dongfang Shuo knew that the leader's lineage proposed that he would go to the position, which touched the sensitive nerves of many aristocratic families in the sect. This time Fang Tongyi came to him to retreat after the difficulties.

But it is never my own style to retreat when I see the difficulties. I know that there is a tiger in the mountain and it is just like walking towards the tiger mountain!

Dongfang Shuo snorted coldly, and withdrew from the strange appearance in his eyes. He closed his eyes and saw a black light coming out of the sky gate. He suddenly turned into a flying eagle and headed towards the Taiming Palace Mountain Gate.

Fang Tongyi returned to the mountain gate and changed into clothes. Her long lilac dress dragged the ground. Her hair bun spread out and her waterfall-like black hair drooped on her shoulders.

She walked onto the lotus seat barefoot, her will was empty, and the chanting of scriptures behind her was heard again.

The entire hall is filled with Baye Spiritual Literature, floating up and down.

Half an hour later, in the hall, the blue glass light shone down, and there was a drizzling sound of rain, like a string of pearls, more than a thousand.

Immediately, the beads in the sky rolled up like curtains, and a figure appeared, sank on the dragon elephant, lowered its eyebrows and lowered its eyes, and calmly looked.

When the visitor arrived in the hall, the sky was bright and bright, filling the left and right, and a blue jade color appeared.

He raised his head, and there were traces of sun and moon between his eyebrows. The sound seemed to be coming from all directions. Thousands of people sang at the same time, saying, "Dongfang Shuo's temperament was not listened to advice, otherwise he would not have caused a big disaster back then. Even the Immortal Lord of the Nine Sky Spirit Treasure could only let him establish a sect and wander outside."

The man and Dongfang Shuo are among the same generation. They know his temperament and say, "Although many years have passed, his temperament will not change."

Fang Tongyi stroked her hair with her hands and sat on the lotus seat, with a polite manner. The spiritual literature as big as a fist bloomed on the left and right sides of her body, like lotus flowers. She said, "We also practiced together back then, accumulating merits in the sect together. When we met each other, we always had to do our best. Since he didn't accept it, it would be fine."

"It's good that you have the right attitude."

"Follow the plan, we must not give up on this position."

Fang Tongyi's last sentence is sonorous and powerful, and there is no doubt about it. (.)
Chapter completed!