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Chapter 139 Yingzhou Fairy Island

 Compared with the rich East China Sea, the South China Sea seems much deserted.

This is the territory of the two tribes of Wu and Zang. The air of death is lingering all year round, and the plains are filled with mourning. It is difficult for ordinary water tribes and spiritual plants to survive.

In such a harsh and dangerous place, only the dragon clan with a long history of inheritance can thrive in this ocean.

The sea breeze blows slowly, rolling up quiet ripples. As the waves hit the rocks, the white water bursts and surges, reflecting the brilliant rainbow brilliance.

The water is sparkling and pure.

The seawater gently caressed the beach, and the waves rippled from a distance, outlining white tassels on the empty gravel surface.

At this time, a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared, and two powerful golden immortals came in the clouds.

"Senior Manjusri, is your deduction accurate? How could a strange area like the South China Sea hide the legendary Yingzhou Fairy Island?" Qiong Ming looked around curiously, unable to hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked directly. .

"Hmph, you little guy, how dare you question the decision of my seniors. When I return to the West in the future, I must let Qiong Hua teach you a lesson."

Manjusri pretended to be angry and patted Qiong Ming on the back of his head.

"Hey!" Qiong Ming shrank his head and smiled stupidly.

When the hatred in his heart disappeared, his naughty and naughty character took over, turning him directly into a rebellious teenager.

Manjusri pinched the treasure seal with his hand, urging the golden cloud to gallop quickly, and waves of treacherous smoke rippled around his eyes.

His eyes seemed to be able to look across the void and see in the corner of the vast South China Sea, a rich and prosperous island, quietly absorbing the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

Yingzhou!

"Silly boy, please be a good boy. The smoke in front of me comes from the wisdom inheritance of Saint Zhunti. You can clear the clouds and see the sun. Even if you have no clue about the matter you encounter, you can use this spell to find some clues."

"What, it turns out to be the inheritance of a saint!" Qiong Ming said in great surprise. He was curious. Just as he was about to go around behind Manjusri to see what the difference was in the smoke, he was directly grabbed by his arm.

"Arrived!"

This is a desolate and silent place. The sea water remains silent. As far as the eye can see, there is not even a trace of fish or shrimp in the water.

Manjusri flicked his fingers, shooting out several rays of golden light, and the void in front of him suddenly surged.

Immediately afterwards, the aura surged, the wind and clouds surged, and the vast and vast island slowly broke free from the void.

"It's actually here!" Qiong Ming exclaimed, overjoyed.

"Yes, this is the gift I prepared for you." Manjusri put his hands behind his back and smiled proudly.

"Qiong Ming, you are extremely talented and enterprising. In the future, you will lead the Sapphire Sword Butterfly to recreate the glory of ancient times. This Yingzhou Fairy Island is the foundation for your great achievements."

Looking at the aura-rich Yingzhou, Qiong Ming was moved to tears again.

He knelt down directly on the ground and said to Manjusri sincerely: "Senior, no, teacher, please become a disciple..."

Just as Qiong Ming was about to kowtow, he was pulled up directly.

Manjusri raised his head and said with disgust: "Huh, don't speak too early. This Yingzhou has completely disappeared since the Battle of Penglai. The accumulation of several Yuanhui over time is enough for it to develop new defenses.

Formation to keep out some people who take shortcuts."

"If you can break through the defense and successfully set foot on the Yingzhou Fairy Island, it won't be too late to become my disciple. If you fail, haha, I will not accept waste as my apprentice."

Seeing Manjusri's duplicity, Qiongming couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Hahaha, senior, don't worry, I am not an embroidered pillow. I will definitely break through the defense and make you willingly accept me as your disciple."

Having said that, he was full of pride, and sword lights flashed in his palms, and he continued to attack in the direction of Yingzhou.

Wooden Chicken Swordsmanship!

In an instant, the fragrance fills the air, and the vegetation is fragrant.

Several green sword lights tore through the sea water, forming a plain of thousands of miles of grass and wives.

This wooden chicken sword technique is the most common and common wooden sword technique. It was originally used for practicing, but it is deeply loved by Qiong Ming.

At the beginning, his eyes were blinded by hatred, and he did not hesitate to destroy his bloodline in exchange for cultivation. He had long forgotten how to understand himself and find a way.

Now, he has a sudden enlightenment, an open-minded mind, and a bright future. Instead, he has abandoned those gorgeous and magnificent spells and once again used the simple and ordinary wooden chicken swordsmanship.

Every time the sword light flew out, a faint warmth surged into my heart.

The teachings of the seventh prince, the expectations of his eldest sister, the encouragement of his father, the friendship of the same clan, and the care of Manjushri all made him intoxicated in the Tao Yun and could not extricate himself.

Waves of sword light filled the air, sweeping in all directions, immersing Qiong Ming in the depth of the soul of the sword.

A gift from heaven!

Qiong Ming closed his eyes tightly, the sword light became sharper and sharper, shattering the layers of Yingzhou's defenses while strolling around the court.

He was intoxicated by the glory of the sword, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Father, eldest sister, you are all wrong. Hatred is not the fastest way to improve your realm. The real source of power is love!"

Thinking of this, Qiong Ming slashed hard in front of him. The green sword light that covered the sky and the sun was like the Milky Way pouring out, and it was unstoppable.

Katcha!

The defense of Yingzhou Fairy Island was shattered in response, revealing its rich and prosperous appearance.

The extremely rich spiritual power rushed towards my face, and as far as the eye could see, endless exotic flowers and plants were blooming.

Cranes are flying, spiritual apes are playing, and an ancient spiritual root is growing wantonly in the center.

The shape of this spiritual root is like an upside-down willow tree, its branches are green and as transparent as jade, and its leaves are colorful and gorgeous.

The entire Yingzhou Fairy Island is emitting joy and cheers, and a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth condenses and surges, brewing above Qiong Ming's head.

The dojo takes the initiative to recognize its master!

The unique and wonderful floral fragrance, mixed with spiritual charm, hits your face, making Qiong Ming suddenly feel intoxicated.

He showed an indifferent smile, opened his arms, and welcomed the baptism of the entire fairy island.

Joy, surprise, and excitement spread crazily in my heart.

"Oh my god, this is the legendary top dojo. This is an opportunity that even Ao Xing, Jade Cauldron, Medicine Master and other great masters don't have. Especially since the aura here is so rich, it can fully support the reproduction of the entire Jade Sword Butterfly family.

It has been growing wildly for tens of thousands of years."

"Hahaha, Prince Dong was the head of the male immortals back then. He might arrange a inheritance in Yingzhou. If I can inherit his legacy, I might be able to change my qualifications and become Taiyi, Daluo, or even a quasi-sage.

A strong person in this realm will truly be able to roam the wild world by then!"

"This is a great opportunity. Even if there is no inheritance and benefits as imagined, the tide of recognition that is about to come to Yingzhou Fairy Island is enough for me to break through Taiyi. At the right time, I will add this innate spirit tree.

Roots, even dragons have to rely on their breath."

"Wait a minute, I almost forgot, I still have an agreement with my senior to become a disciple."

Although I have thought so much, time is just a flash of light.

Thinking of this, Qiong Ming clasped his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but smile proudly.

He tilted his head proudly, turned around slowly, and was about to speak when facing Manjusri, when he saw three black sword lights heading towards him.

"Ah!"

Qiong Ming's penis suddenly shrank into a needle-point shape, and he wanted to activate his defense, but because the distance was too short, he had no time to react!

Poof!

The horrified shouts suddenly stopped.

Zhu Xian's sword light accurately hit the neck, severely cutting off the head. In an instant, it rose into the sky and fell hard into Yingzhou.

The sword energy spread crazily along the wound towards the body, and the blood rushing out was as black as ink, exuding a disgusting and unpleasant smell.

Plop.

After pausing for a few breaths, his body fell to the ground.

The sword light was like a greedy and hungry snake, quickly grinding the corpses into bloody mud, polluting a large area in the blink of an eye, and all the flowers and plants withered wherever it went.

"I'm sorry, Qiong Ming, I really don't want to kill you."

Manjusri's eyes were full of indifference. He stood at Qiong Ming's original position and opened his arms to welcome the tide of recognition in the dojo!

At the same time, the West.

Sunlight Bodhisattva was surrounded by several monks.

His face was ashen, and he kept cursing Manjusri in his heart.

"Oh my God, it's so difficult for me. I was just in Peng watching the fun, but Manjusri forced him to come back and teach these monks how to transform. I didn't see any of the wonderful battles. I'm really frustrated."

"Manjusri seems to have some serious illness. There are so many strong men guarding the west, but it's really shameless for me to travel across mountains and rivers to come back."

"The most disgusting thing is that they also set exam questions to make the monks look a certain way. This is slowly torturing my body and mind."

Having said this, he involuntarily rubbed his elbows, the mountain alliance lines flickered slightly, exuding a fiery temperature, and his expression became even more distorted.

"Haha, you said you can't trust others, and you can only feel at ease if I teach you personally. They are all bullshit excuses. They are not in a bad mood because of Qiong Ming's torment, so they are just teasing me."

"Oh, come to think of it, Qiong Ming, that little bastard, is really lucky to be favored by Manjusri. Seeing his ungrateful look makes me angry. If it were me, why would I be my disciple?

Manjusri is my father, and I am his eldest son!"

"I just don't know what Qionghua looks like. Tsk tsk tsk. I'm so curious that I can't stop it."

Just when Sunlight Bodhisattva was thinking a lot, a banshee stood up opposite.

She has almond-shaped eyes and arched eyebrows, and her eyes are full of spring water, and her every move and gesture is inexplicably charming.

"Sunlight Bodhisattva, are you satisfied with our transformation methods? Chirp~" the banshee said sweetly, with a sweet, soft and clear voice.

If Qiong Ming were here, she would definitely exclaim, "Sir."

This banshee is clearly Qionghua!

The many monks sitting around are all members of the same race of the Jade Sword Butterfly.

Sunlight Bodhisattva tilted his head, and after looking at Qiong Hua for a long time, he slapped Qiong Hua in the face.

He pointed at the other person's nose and yelled: "Old toad spirit, you must be twisted in your heart. You always try to turn into a banshee, and you dare to openly seduce me."

Qionghua rolled on the ground and turned into a toad spirit covered in pimples, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"Sunlight Bodhisattva, calm down, am I not of a low level and want to try to take a shortcut? Chew Mi~"

"Damn it, the male toad spirit still wants to eat soft rice, I can't stand it!"

"You're still talking to us, Chumi, why don't you die!"

"You're too humble, brothers, kill him!"

As the light circulated, the jade sword butterflies transformed into various mountain spirits and monsters, surrounding the toad spirit in the center and beating them up.

"Forget it, hurry up, and after completing the remaining three test questions, I can return to Peng to watch the excitement." Sunlight Bodhisattva shook his head helplessly, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the pitiful toad spirit.<

/p>

"You're like this and you're still pretending to be cute?"

"Manjusri Bodhisattva once said that with deep skill, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, chirping~"

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