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Chapter 159 Bixiao Palace

Chapter 159 Bixiao Palace

Bixiao Palace.

It is located thousands of miles due west of Chiba Castle.

In the middle is the vast sea, with only scattered islands, reefs, and dots scattered on the sea.

Zhang Ke transformed into a falcon and flew to a nearby island and landed on a reef.

The perception and spiritual probes spread together, and I could detect an island in the distance hidden in the heavy fog.

He flapped his wings and flew up again, flying directly into the fog.

A few minutes later.

Zhang Ke flew away to the edge of the fog, landed on the sea, changed back into human form, and stood on the sea waiting.

Not long after, a small boat emerged from the heavy fog, with two people standing on it, both young women.

One is tall and the other is short, both of them are twenty years old, and they are wearing colorful brocade clothes.

On the head, neck, and wrists, there are gold and silver. One person is carrying a sword, and the other is holding a flower basket in his hand.

The female cultivator carrying the sword shouted and asked: "Where are you a Taoist priest from? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Ke handed over his hand: "Zhang Ke, a poor Taoist, has met two fellow Taoists and came here specially for the appointment."

"Do you have proof?"

Zhang Ke handed over a jade box, and the sword-carrying female cultivator took it, opened it and took a look, her expression changed slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Ke: "Come up!"

A small boat sailed in the heavy fog at a very fast speed without any bumps. The endless clouds and fog shrouded it and nothing could be seen clearly.

Twenty minutes later.

The thick fog in front of us gradually became thinner, and when we set foot on the island, a unique island appeared.

When Zhang Ke was chasing Jin Changxi, he saw many islands.

Most of them only develop on the basis of islands, and mainly make a living by fishing and pearl hunting.

Bixiao Palace is the complete opposite.

The entire island looks like an umbrella canopy, but it occupies a very large area.

The island is even planted with all kinds of rare flowers, plants, cranes, and white deer everywhere.

There are faint clouds lingering on the dangerous peaks, and waterfalls, springs, ponds, and lakes are all scattered among them.

The sounds of apes and cranes ring in my ears from time to time, and there are even pretty women singing while boating, making laughter like silver bells.

The female cultivator carrying the sword asked proudly: "How does Fellow Daoist Zhang think of the weather in Bixiao Palace?"

Zhang Ke repeatedly praised: "What a fairyland. I am ignorant and ignorant. It is the first time in my life to see such a beautiful scenery. I am really lucky!"

He chanted casually: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain. There is a true meaning in this, but I forgot to explain it!"

The sword-carrying female cultivator was very happy when she heard this, and immediately felt that the Taoist priest in front of her was very pleasing to the eye.

Another woman carrying a flower basket also giggled: "Young Daoist Zhang is blind in his eyes but not in his heart!"

The female cultivator carrying the sword turned around and glared at her.

Explain to Zhang Ke: "Young Daoist Zhang, please don't mind. I, a junior sister, have never dealt with the outside world, and my words are not measured. Don't blame me, fellow Taoist!"

The woman carrying the flower basket didn't care, she just looked at Zhang Ke with a smile.

Most of the people in Bixiao Palace are women, and most of the local residents are skinny and dark-skinned.

It's rare to see a tall and burly man like Zhang Ke, so I secretly compared him in my mind.

Along the way, I met some Bixiao Palace disciples. They were all curious when they saw Zhang Ke, and whispered, guessing Zhang Ke's purpose.

More disciples followed behind the three of them, crowding towards Qifeng Hall.

While walking, he commented on Zhang Ke, and most of his attention was on Zhang Ke’s eyes.

There were even bold ones who deliberately walked up to Zhang Ke and slightly exposed their shoulders to test whether he really couldn't see.

Although the disciples of Bixiao Palace are already dressed more conservatively than other women in Laizhou.

However, most of the sects are women, so comparisons with each other are inevitable.

In order to highlight themselves, they dress in all kinds of weird ways.

Zhang Ke was surrounded by many beautiful women, and he was full of energy and felt overwhelmed.

Even in an instant, the idea of ​​using the clairvoyant ability of "seeing from the sky and hearing from the earth" came up.

Just thinking about it, I feel that it must be very exciting.

But he immediately dismissed the thought, secretly feeling ashamed for his thoughts, shaking his head, and dispersing the charm in his mind.

Half an hour later.

Zhang Ke followed everyone to a large hall.

Qifeng Hall.

This is a nine-story pavilion with yellow glazed tiles and white carved beams.

The small bell hanging on the eaves made a soft "ding-ding" sound from time to time.

On the top of the attic, there is a carved colorful phoenix lying prone with a curved neck. It has both a graceful and luxurious structure and a simple and elegant charm!

After entering the attic, the floor is paved with bluestone, the steps are made of white jade, and the pillars are gilded. The atmosphere of wealth and grandeur hits your face.

The female cultivator carrying the sword brought him to the front of the temple and whispered: "I'll report it. Fellow Daoist Zhang is waiting here!"

Zhang Ke cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry!"

And this wait is three hours.

Many monks came and went to see this situation.

After asking quietly, the look in Zhang Ke's eyes was quite sympathetic.

As time went by, Zhang Ke's expression became more respectful.

There was no resentment in his heart.

If you make a mistake, you will be beaten, and if you are beaten, you must stand up straight. Your posture may not be correct, but your attitude must be shown.

Another two hours passed, and it was almost dusk, and the sky was slightly dark.

The surrounding shimmering clouds were illuminated by the last rays of the sun.

"Da da!"

There was almost no one in the building at this time, and the sound of short footsteps was particularly clear.

The female cultivator carrying a sword came out of the main hall and came closer in a few steps.

Apologizing: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Zhang, the island owner has been busy and just took time out now, come with me!"

Zhang Ke smiled and said: "I just happened to enjoy the scenery, but I still feel that I don't have enough time!"

The sword-carrying female cultivator has a great impression of Zhang Ke. She doesn't know why the island owner deliberately targets Zhang Ke.

But looking at Zhang Ke's appearance at this time, it was obvious that he did not show any resentment or anger.

She has the magical power "Water Mirror" and can sense other people's emotions, so she really found that Zhang Ke was not angry.

Zhang Ke straightened his clothes and stepped into the palace.

As soon as he came in, he clearly felt several eyes on him.

I don't dare to think too much, how can the true king's magical power be measured by myself.

Bowed and saluted: "Zhang Kezi of Dingzhou Xiantian Yiqi Sect pays homage to the senior true monarchs of Bixiao Palace!"

I bent down, but didn't hear any reply.

He said loudly: "Zhang Ke, the Xiantian Qi Sect of Dingzhou, pays homage to the senior true monarchs of Bixiao Palace!"

His meaning was very clear, he was meeting in the name of the sect.

Two visits but no return greeting, this is the problem of Bixiao Palace.

"No gift!"

A voice sounded, like pearls moving on a jade plate, clear and sweet.

"Thank you, senior!"

Zhang Ke straightened up and looked up, only to see a high platform in the hall.

At this time, a female nun was sitting, and there were several people standing on both sides with their hands down.

The female cultivator of Gaotai is Shan Qianhui, the master of the three islands of Bixiao Palace, "Jade Guanyin".

She supported her chin with her right hand and looked at Zhang Ke carefully.

There is something in my heart that I like, I have a good appearance, a sharp tongue, I have a rough heart, but I am calm and majestic.

He opened his mouth and said, "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Zhang Kegong said: "I know, this junior is ignorant and rude, senior please punish me!"

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