Chapter eight hundred and forty-three: the trail finally shows immortal weng volleying
Wu Yi came to Mingyu Realm for several months, and finally arrived at his destination. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer.
The weather is clear and refreshing, and lotus flowers grow in ponds and marshes. Plum blossoms catch the spring rain, and wheat grows with the wind. Where grasses are fragrant and flowers fall, old orioles and willow branches are light. River swallows carry their young, and pheasants crow as they nurse their young. On the day of Dou Nan, all things are bright.
Although the scenery is beautiful, after all, I am wandering in a foreign land, and this world of Mingyu is a big world with immortals emerging in large numbers. Even if I never go out on weekdays, I may not be able to stay safe once I encounter an opponent of this generation.
Wu Yi looked around and asked Black Beetle: "You should tell me where the Gu Mother is!"
"Mother Gu does not exist in the present world, but lives in the long river of time and space. If you travel tens of thousands of miles south from here, you will see a vast flat lake. That is the place where Emperor Burning fought his last battle. Find out the cause and effect of the past.
Only then can we find the Gu mother!"
Regarding the Black Beetle's statement, it involves Taiyi, that is, the way of space and time. Wu Yi is not very clear about it, so he can only believe it for the time being and head towards that place.
When we arrived at the place mentioned by Black Beetle, wherever we saw the vast flat lake, it was clearly a desert with no life at all. It was a bit more desolate than an ordinary desert.
But Wu Yi did not doubt the Black Beetle's statement. Although there was no Pinghu Lake here, there were traces of magical powers. The white flame used by the Black Beetle came from the same source and was almost the same.
The influence of high-level monks on the world cannot be underestimated, and there is no need to take the initiative. However, if some magic power escapes, it is a nightmare for ordinary living beings.
There are unspoken rules among monks. When fighting, try to avoid destroying places full of vitality. This can be regarded as a fight between gentlemen, but not everyone is a gentleman.
In some life-and-death battles, or if someone has the intention of a sneak attack, no matter how much he cares, he will take action wherever it suits him! His own life may be at risk, so how can he care about the possible revenge of others in the future.
Compared with these unspoken rules that exist in the minds of monks, the restraining power of Shinto may be stronger. Shinto uses the incense of believers as the source of cultivation, and unscrupulous monks fight against them, which is the root of their destruction.
Immortal monks who do not abide by the rules may be retaliated by all the Shinto gods. Therefore, the scenes of extraordinary monks being seen taking action by mortals are becoming less and less. It is not that they are really decreasing, but that they are going to sparsely populated places such as the outer world.
When Wu Yi walked in the Mingyu Realm, he basically didn't meet any immortals. In fact, this was also the reason.
This is the most ideal state, but there are exceptions. For example, in the final battle of Emperor Fen, both sides died together. Shinto wanted to pursue it, but there was nowhere to pursue it.
Wu Yi put his head on the clouds, stepped on this desert land, and measured it step by step, looking for the cause and effect left by the old Gu mother. The divine object is obscured by itself, otherwise it cannot be said to be a divine object.
At this moment, a goshawk is hovering in the sky, looking at Wu Yi with sharp eyes as if it were prey. This is another avatar of Yuan Rongyi. As long as she wants, many things can come true.
But in terms of strength, the hastily created clone doesn't even have a golden elixir, it's ordinary and tight, and the real body can't be too far apart.
However, it was precisely because of the tightness of the ordinary place that even if Wu Yi saw it, he ignored it for a moment and didn't take it to heart.
"Is this his real purpose? What is he looking for?" Yuan Rongyi thought in her heart, using the eyes of a goshawk, she searched the scenery for hundreds of miles, but found nothing, so she landed and stood on a
On a dead and immortal ancient tree, the leaves have long since withered, but the trunk is still tall and straight, like a guard, guarding this place.
The white flames burned everything, leaving this place lifeless, and its domineering power, even after thousands of years, is still like the sun, shining brightly for thousands of miles, without a trace of strange aura.
Wu Yi spent three days walking through this entire land, but found nothing.
Finally, Wu Yi looked at a huge boulder, which is also the place with the most abundant ideas nearby. The mountain uses stone as its bones and the stone as the essence of the soil. The haze contains moisture, and the moss helps to make it green.
Wu Yi followed the mountain path and entered this rocky mountain. It was steep and graceful, and the flowers were quiet and fragrant. There were several trees, pine trees, and wild cranes, and several wilting willows singing orioles. There were peppermints hanging along the winding paths, and vines and kudzu climbing cages on the stone stairs. But it was a secluded residence.
A good place to go.
The result was just as Wu Yi expected, this place was already owned by an owner. When they reached the top of the mountain, they found a hazy stone house.
Wherever the smoke and clouds in the desert go, the people in the fairyland are clear. It's a good time to cleanse oneself and practice cultivation, and it's a good time to plant bamboos and flowers. Every time I see cranes coming from the green rocks, I hear frogs croaking in the green marshes.
Wu Yi was watching outside the fence when a gentle voice came from inside, "We are here, why don't you have a drink?"
The fence opened on its own, and the frogs jumped out of the pond. Each of them transformed into a human form. The one on the left was like a boy, and on the right was like a maid. They bowed and saluted, and invited Wu Yi to come in.
The garden was originally filled with buds or buds, but when Wu Yi walked by, the flowers and plants spread out in a variety of colors, giving the impression of prosperity.
The owner of this place is quite knowledgeable about the ways of creation! Wu Yi thought in his heart, and entered the house calmly without being surprised.
There was an old man inside, with a frosty demeanor, not like a mortal person. He couldn't see the details at all. He might be someone who couldn't be offended. Wu Yi raised his hand and said: "May I ask the name of the immortal?"
The old man Shuangzi returned the gift and said: "It is rare for an old person to come to life, so the guest will call me Ling Kongsou!"
After everyone bowed, Ling Kongsou arranged for Wu Yi to sit down, and his own frog servant poured tea and water and prepared utensils.
"Are you bringing friends with you?" Ling Kongsou asked after sitting down.
Wu Yi was about to say no, but Ling Kongsou was the owner of this place. Maybe he didn't notice the person following him, but he did.
Therefore, Wu Yi thought for a while and said: "I don't know whether I am a friend or not, why don't we invite the immortals to come forward?"
The old man Lingkong saw Wu Yi's little thoughts, smiled, and spread out his robe. After a while, a goshawk appeared next to Wu Yi, which made Wu Yi a little puzzled.
"Since the guests are here, why don't you show your true colors?" Ling Kongsou smiled slightly, kindly and kindly, but in Yuan Rongyi's eyes, it was horribly tight.
Involuntarily, the goshawk's clone exploded, and the image of Yuan Rongyi appeared in front of Wu Yi, and then disappeared. Wu Yi's expression also changed from puzzlement at first to surprise, and finally anger. Of course, anger
There was also a hint of shame mixed in with it.
Not long after, Yuan Rongyi's real body came to Shishan and paid homage to Ling Kongsou.
In this way, Wu Yi and Yuan Rongyi sat side by side, but their expressions were unnatural.
The old man Lingkong ignored the dispute between the two and said: "I have been waiting here for thousands of years, just to wait for the destined person. I have been waiting for a long time, and now I am lucky enough to meet you. If you don't be stingy with pearls and jade, and sit down and talk to each other, your life will be a blessing.
thing!"
"The immortal's words are true!" Wu Yi and Yuan Rongyi said in unison.