At this moment, she found that she and Shen Yu were standing on a ladder in the clouds made of stacked white jade.
At the top of the ladder is a majestic and majestic Yunzhong Tiangong.
Next to Wen Yi stands a simple stone tablet.
On the stone tablet are written four characters in Sishui Chinese characters: Yunding Tiangong.
Looking at this majestic hall, Wen Yi felt indescribably happy.
After searching for so long, she finally found the Yunding Tiangong. She looked at Shen Yu with a smile, "The emperor has paid off, we finally found it."
Shen Yu's stern face slowly revealed a smile, "Well, we found it."
The two of them climbed up the stairs, and the white clouds passed by them, carrying a compelling aura, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Wen Yi opened her arms to feel the wind coming from the fairyland, and the corners of her raised mouth never fell.
The darkness and depression that had been hidden in his heart for so many days were torn away by this palace as brilliant as the morning glow. The confusion in his heart was torn apart, and Wen Yi's heart hanging in his throat calmed down.
Not long after, the two came to the gate of Yunding Tiangong.
The towering double doors are engraved with magnificent and complicated charms.
The door was tightly closed. The door that only a giant could push open was gently pushed open by Wen Yi.
The world behind the gate is filled with flowers and mist, and a towering peach blossom tree leaps out from behind an exquisite glazed palace on the side.
There seemed to be something bright brewing in the center of the peach tree, exuding a rich aura.
Then Wen Yi heard a few crisp birdsong, and her spiritual intuition told her that it was the Yellow Emperor's spiritual fluid that she and Shen Yu were searching for.
"Shen Yu is over there." As soon as Wen Yi finished speaking, Shen Yu flew to the center of the peach tree.
Black and red spiritual power erupted from his palm, just when he was about to take the Yellow Emperor's spiritual fluid.
Sudden!
A dense rain of arrows came from all over the place, and Shen Yu's stern face froze.
With a backhand push, an invisible barrier blocked him.
The moment those arrows, as dense as rain, touched the barrier, they were reflected back strangely.
Waves of screams suddenly sounded, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Wen Yi looked for the voice and saw that those people were the people from Mingyue Pavilion wearing masks.
"Long time no see, Wen Yi." A fancy sedan suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then Minglou slowly walked out of the sedan.
He looked down at the two of them as if he were walking on the clouds, "I didn't expect that I, who you looked down upon, would be able to control the wind for a day."
Wen Yi summoned the Ice and Thunder Fairy Sword: "What helper are you looking for again? According to your cultivation level, let alone Feng Xu Yufeng, you won't be able to climb up to the Yunding Heavenly Palace."
There is a special spell on the white jade stone steps of Yunding Temple. You cannot wield a sword or fly. You can only walk up step by step.
Wen Yi and Shen Yu also climbed up for a long time.
"It has nothing to do with who you are looking for." Minglou floated in the air and looked at Shen Yu in the black and red barrier. A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Your Highness, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. This Yellow Emperor spirit I want cum too."
What responded to Minglou was Shen Yu's ruthless killing sword energy.
Seeing that the heaven-destroying sword energy was about to fall on Minglou, a pale golden shield suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The shield was engraved with an emblem formed by the condensation of wind and moon.
Shen Yu recognized it at a glance as Feng Jianyue's exclusive mark.
"If you don't do good things, you have to be a dog to Feng Jianyue." Wen Yi was floating in the air, she closed her palms, and the white mist beads that swallowed the thick fog at the bottom of the mountain returned to her palms instantly, "Why are you hiding? Get out yet!"
The cold voice carried a compelling momentum, which made Minglou's heart tighten.
He carefully looked at Wen Yi's cultivation, unable to conceal his shock and confusion, "Congratulations, you have become a Yuanying realm monk, and you can keep pace with me."
Minglou was almost beaten to ashes by Shen Yu that day. He had extreme resentment in his heart and wanted to take revenge, so he found Feng Jianyue's power.
This force can not only help Minglou stabilize the Longyan Desert, but also help Minglou take revenge. Why not?
He did all this not for himself, but for the people of the entire desert.
"You talk too much nonsense." Wen Yi rushed towards Minglou with a long sword in hand, "Let me see your true talent as the master of Mingyue Tower."
Compared to Wen Yi who uses a long sword, Ming Lou is better at concealed weapons and traps.
While the two were fighting, Shen Yu had already taken the entire huge, ancient, spiritual tree into his body before anyone else got close to the peach blossom tree.
He is now a spirit body, so he unscrupulously incorporates all spiritual things into his body.
Unless he dies, no one can take him away.
The violent murderous intent spread, and as Shen Yu stepped a little closer, the thick fog that filled the Yunding Tiangong suddenly disappeared, and everyone's vision became extremely clear.
A man wearing a peach blossom mask and a red background with white maple patterns was floating in the air. His eyes were burning with two clusters of scarlet flames. He seemed to be sighing or sighing: "I haven't seen you for many years, Your Highness. Why are you acting like this?" ?”
When Shen Yu heard this disgusting voice, a mocking sneer appeared on his lips, "Where did you get my mother's soul? Feng Jianyue."
"Your Highness is still caring about the empress as always. Why don't you care about the little girl Wen Yi? I can't hold it anymore." Feng Jianyue laughed playfully. He spoke very slowly and had a personable demeanor. He didn't look like an enemy at all. Catching up with old friends.
Shen Yuxu grabbed hold, and the broken sword of Qianyuan Sword suddenly appeared in his palm: "You are still that worthless, trying to seduce others with your words, but you are actually a useless person who pretends to be powerful."
Feng Jianyue practices Confucianism and Taoism, and follows the law when speaking.
If Shen Yu really turned his head to look, Wen Yi's advantage would instantly turn into a disadvantage.
Shen Yu knew how fierce the girl was, and of course she would not be disturbed by Feng Jianyue's words.
"Your Highness is still as impulsive and irritable as before." Feng Jianyue took out a folding fan from nowhere and shook it freely, "If Your Highness wants to know where your mother is, why not give the Yellow Emperor's spiritual liquid to I, it’s only fair that we make a deal.”
He also came here for the Yellow Emperor's spiritual liquid.
If Shen Yu obtains the Yellow Emperor's spiritual liquid, and Wen Yi has already purchased the Double Core Flower, Shen Yu will be able to rebuild his physical body, and his cultivation will immediately return to its peak. Feng Jian Yue will have no chance of victory.
"Don't listen to his sweet words." Wen Yi, who was confronting Minglou, reminded calmly: "Betrayal can only be divided into zero times and countless times. Feng Jianyue could betray you back then, and she can do the same now."
The Ice Thunder Fairy Sword erupted with terrifying murderous intent in her palm, and a burst of ice and lightning forced Minglou to fight head-on.