Ling Xiaolan whispered, casually put the veil lanyard on her small ears, stepped on the lotus platform and flew out of the formation.
Just as she was about to set off, the dozens of large ships to the east stopped at the same time and stopped moving forward.
Eighty-nine figures flew out from the fleet. The leader was Wu Wan, followed by several people on the left and right.
Ling Xiaolan looked at them from a distance and could only recognize half of them.
Ji Mo, who smiles but needs a beating, Lin Qi, who looks cold but actually lacks love, and Taoist friend Lin Suqing, who considers himself a tutor but actually looks at Brother Wuwang with very gentle eyes.
Among the others, there seemed to be two elders of the Mie Sect, two real immortal guards who had some impressions, a silver-haired patrolling envoy, and...
Ling Xiaolan took a deep breath.
She suddenly turned her head and looked to the side with dull eyes, muttering words such as "The child is already so old" and "Sure enough, the first to get closer to the water and the tower gets the moon."
"Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"
"nothing."
Ling Xiaolan blinked and returned to her usual cold face, stepping forward on the lotus platform, leaving only one sentence:
“I’ve been practicing too much recently, and my Taoist mind is a bit blocked.”
I have so many insights that my heart is blocked...
Several senior and junior sisters looked at Ling Xiaolan's floating back and shed tears of reluctance.
This is probably the posture of a saint.
As soon as Ling Xiaolan came out of the formation, she heard Wu Wan's voice coming from a distance, and what he said was:
"Comrades, I would like to thank you all for escorting us all the way!"
But ahead is the boundary of Xuannv Sect. It will be too crowded to pass through, blocking the entrance of Xuannv Sect. You might as well return here.
Thank you this time, come to my Mie Zong sect another day to have a drink and talk about Taoism!"
There were numerous demonic shadows everywhere, and there were also responses:
"Master Wuwang, you're welcome!"
"We are just waiting here and will send Master Wuwang and Young Master Lin Qi back later! Young Master Lin Qi is now a thorn in the side of the Ten Fierce Palace, we must protect him!"
"Everyone just wait where you are after falling down!"
Wu Wan didn't say much. He bowed his hands to the people behind him and told the elders who were staying behind the ship not to be careless. He turned around and galloped forward with seven or eight figures.
Lin Suqing, Ji Mo, Lin Qi, and Mu Daxian naturally wanted to follow.
As a member of Renhuang Pavilion, Mao Aowu can avoid a lot of trouble by accompanying him on such occasions;
The two Heavenly Immortal Realm elders from the Mie Sect were responsible for supporting the scene, and the two True Immortal Realm guards, Yang Wudi and Zhang Mushan, also had to run errands.
The two immortal masters of the Lin family stayed on the ship, but it was Lin Qi who insisted on the request. Lin Qi came to Xuannv Sect this time as the protector of the Destruction Sect and did not want to bring his own generals.
Ling Xiaolan was waiting in front of the mountain gate early.
There were two rows of female disciples standing in front of the mountain gate to welcome guests. They were tall, beautiful, and elegant in long skirts. They were standing on lotus pedestals, with decent smiles on their lips.
Wu Wang and his party landed in front of the mountain gate. Just as Yang Wudi was about to take the invitation and move forward, Ling Xiaolan came directly to greet them.
She held her hands in front of her, looking particularly dazzling today, and said softly:
"Brother Wuwang, Brother Ji, Brother Lin, you are well."
Wu Wan narrowed his eyes and chuckled, exchanging a few words.
Lin Qi hit Jimo with his elbow and raised his eyebrows, as if to say "Brother Wuwang, who was called first".
Zimo curled his lips and shook his head for a while, feeling sad about the autumn and the spring, feeling that things have changed and people have changed.
My best friends are still incomparable, incomparable.
Wu smiled and said: "We encountered some trouble on the way here. The battle is a bit bigger. There are many masters from the Xuannv Sect, and there are even extraordinary masters sitting here. I shouldn't mind."
Ling Xiaolan's eyes moved to the flowers and plants aside, and she said softly: "This is really a formation suitable for Brother Wuwang's identity... Come with me, I will take you to the guest hall to rest."
After saying this, Fairy Ling turned slightly sideways and made a gesture of invitation with a somewhat stiff movement.
The female cultivators on both sides bowed, causing everyone behind Wu Wan to tense up.
Dongfang Mumu suddenly said: "I also have acquaintances here, Wu Huanzi, can I take Su Qing to play with old acquaintances?"
"Senior, do as you like," Wu Wan told Lin Suqing again, "take good care of Mu Daxian."
"Hey," Lin Suqing agreed. As soon as he nodded to Ling Xiaolan, he was pulled up into the sky by Dongfang Mumu and floated to the back mountain.
Several female fairies from the Xuannv Sect appeared to stop him, and Dongfang Mumu showed a waist card. These fairies immediately escorted them to the left and right, and accompanied him to the direction of the back mountain.
When Wu Wang saw this, he felt relieved and did not pay much attention to them.
"That seems to be an old-timer?"
Fairy Ling asked in a low voice.
Wu Wan sent a message to explain: "The disciples of the master of the Sihai Pavilion are temporarily staying in our Mie Zong."
"So that's how it is. No wonder your cultivation is so advanced."
Ling Xiaolan smiled and said:
"Everyone can take a look at the scenery of our Xuannv Sect along the way. The mountains, forests, water and rocks on both sides are all decorated by the senior masters who have put a lot of thought into them. The Tao is hidden in them."
Wu Wan suddenly felt a little confused...
Why do you feel that Ling Xiaolan's state of mind has undergone some subtle changes at this time?
Are you too sensitive?
maybe.
The group of people climbed up the stairs and saw beautiful landscapes and forests along the way. They could see many pavilions and pavilions dotted among the pines, cypresses and bamboo forests. They could also see large peach blossoms in full bloom on the east side of the mountain, and several female nuns were playing and chasing each other in the forest.
Zhi Mo grabbed the folding fan and tapped it gently on the palm of his hand, looking everywhere with his clearest eyes.
Lin Qi, however, focused on feeling the spirituality contained in the fresh air of this place. His hands behind his back were linked with his sword fingers, sliding from time to time.
Mao Aowu was a little cautious. He wanted to act like the master of a branch pavilion, but he also felt that he should do his duty as an elder who destroyed the sect and did not dare to look at him randomly.
The two elders, Yang Wudi, and Zhang Mushan were much simpler. They stared intently at the back of their sect leader, so there was no way they could make any mistakes.
There are countless scenery along the way up the mountain.
The mountains are bright, the water is beautiful, the clouds are accompanying each other, the orioles are singing, the butterflies are dancing, and the swallows are flying.
The breeze ruffles the mist, and the fairy palace disappears, and the turrets disappear along the steps.
The Demon Sect has the freedom of the Demon Sect, and the Xian Family has the style of the Xian Family. If they were to compare the two, Wu Wan would still choose...the third option.
Although the mortal world is noisy and disturbing, it is quite comfortable to indulge in it, which is what Wu Wang fell in love with most.
Wu laughed and said: "Before I left home, I felt that life at home was too dull. I just basked in the sun and studied magic techniques every day;
After I came out, I often missed the clouds in my hometown."
Ling Xiaolan thought for a while and said: "If I don't come out, I will never know the bustling and noisy outside, let alone feel that the peace and comfort of home are all compared to coming out."
Zimmer said: "Why do you two start discussing such topics? Brother Lin, how do you live at home?"
"Practice."
Lin Qi said lightly, and then nothing more happened.
"The reception hall has arrived."
Ling Xiaolan led the group of people on the jade steps in front of them into the magnificent hall.
There are hundreds of people in the hall at this moment, most of them are surrounded by immortal aura, and the rest are strong and strong. The two paths of immortality and demon are clearly distinguished, and their cultivation levels are not low.
Ling Xiaolan originally wanted to take Wu Wang and his party to the empty seat in the middle, but Wu Juan raised his finger and pointed to the corner.
"this……"
Ling Xiaolan blinked lightly and said, "Brother Wuwang, doesn't he like the excitement?"
"Then it depends on the occasion. Let's go. They are all seniors. It's our turn to sit in the middle."
Wu Wan said hello and led a few people to an empty seat in the corner. The two of them sat at a low table and sat cross-legged comfortably.
These masters of immortality and demonism in the palace had actually been paying attention to a few of them before.
Zhi Mo, Ling Xiaolan, and Lin Qi are all considered leaders of the younger generation in the Human Realm.
The Ji family has extensive connections, Ling Xiaolan is the contemporary saint of the Xuannv Sect, and Lin Qi is the holder of the Yan Emperor Order. However, the three of them are like three stars accompanying the moon at this moment. Wu Huan is implicitly the son of these four young people.
Backbone.
——Facing the battle with Ming Snake and Fierce God, Renhuang Pavilion has naturally concealed the news.
As soon as a few people sat down, a female cultivator came quickly with some spirit fruit wine.
They didn't pour the wine or tea. They put down the trays and bowed slightly to leave. Their expressions were not too friendly.
In comparison, Wu Wan still likes the female disciples of his Black Desire Sect.
That's called passion...
They chatted for a while, and then a fairy came to call Ling Xiaolan, saying that a distinguished guest was coming and asked the saint to go with him to greet him.
Ling Xiaolan didn't want to move, but she couldn't disobey her teacher's orders and had to get up and leave.
"Fairy, just go," Jimo pulled out a spiritual fruit and swallowed it into his mouth with a hiss, "I'll keep an eye on it for you, and I'll make sure that Brother Wuwang is as if he's at your own home!"
"snort!"
Ling Xiaolan said: "If you dare to look around and wander around, I will ask the master of the punishment hall to deal with you!"
"No, I finally came here."
Ji Mo immediately obeyed. Several female disciples on the side covered their mouths and chuckled, but most of them cast kind eyes on Mr. Ji.
The apprenticeship ceremony will take eight or nine hours to wait.
Wu Huan looked to the left and to the right, and realized that there were no acquaintances here, and he had no motivation to 'expand'. He took out a scroll of books, leaned on the low table, and carefully studied the Taoism of the stars.
Although the star path in the human realm is far from the path controlled by the Star God - it should be that the star paths that are similar have been sealed by the Star God.
However, the seniors who have explored the path of stars have still explored many star ways, swordsmanship, incantations, talismans, and formations, and have conducted in-depth research on them.
Among them, Wu Wan is most interested in the star formation. This formation, which can draw the power of the stars as the basis for the operation of the formation, is very likely to be integrated into the star prayer technique by him.
"Sect Master, Sect Master...Brother Wuwang."
Zhi Mo shouted a few words in a low voice. Wu Wan came to his senses from his book and turned around to ask him what he was doing.
"Let's go meet the experts?"
Zhi Mo said: "There are many experts from the Great Demon Sect and the Great Immortal Sect here. If we become familiar with each other, it will be easier for us to do things in the future."
Wu smiled and said: "Then you can work harder and do some activities.
Protector Ji, this sect leader has now appointed you as the head of the External Relations Hall of the Mie Sect. Although you do not have a main hall to work in, you have no subordinates to work with, and your offerings will not increase, this is also a sign of my sect leader's trust in you."
Zimmer suddenly made a sad face.
"go quickly."
"Hahaha," Jimo laughed a few times, stood up from Wu Wan's side, took a glass of wine, called Zhang Mushan to pick up the wine pot, and walked into the crowd of tall people alone.
Not long after, Zhi Mo started chatting with several immortal sect masters.
When Wu Wang saw this, he smiled knowingly and continued to study the way of stars leisurely.
Lin Qi moved to Jimo's original position, closer to his teacher. He held the Yuan in his hands and meditated quietly, adjusting his breath and sorting out his insights along the way.
Within half an hour, the originally dull atmosphere in the entire hall became more lively due to the liveliness of Zhi Mo who was walking around.
Many female disciples even threw autumn spinach at Mr. Ji when they passed by outside the hall.
Obscure and reserved, shy and timid, yet so bold and proactive.
After an hour or two, an important guest seemed to have arrived, and many experts went out to greet him. Wu Wan and Lin Qi just sat there motionless, as if they were outsiders.
They are also qualified to remain immobile.
As night fell, rows of female disciples brought delicious food here, and several masters of Xuannv Sect showed up to chat with the guests.
There were no songs and dances, no programs, not even a sword-dancing fairy.
Wu Wan was quite bored and occasionally looked up into the eyes of some women. This was purely a subconscious exploration.
Where has your young master ever attended such a boring banquet?
Kitano's party, which was full of singing and dancing on the surface, but secretly intertwined with maces and sticks, was exciting and eye-catching;
The gentle singing at Guantao Tower can shake the diners' teeth until they become soft.
Today's gathering of the Yanxuan Female Sect is really just one word - Su.
"Sect Master," Yang Wudi muttered, "It's not like what Elder Miao said here.
I see that all the female monks are very polite and happy everywhere, I don’t think they look down on others.”
"That's just a stereotype."
Wu Wang said: "When I talked about Black Desire Sect with the disciples here, I subconsciously felt that it was almost the same as Hualou.
But only those who understand the Black Desire Sect know that in order to pursue true love, they often sacrifice thousands of years of cultivation.
You have to see and ponder everything for yourself, and you can't just follow what others say."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes, with a few clicks from the master, the subordinates suddenly become enlightened and their thinking is particularly clear!"
Yang Wudi laughed naively and continued to sit behind the low table behind Wu Wan, looking for the next opportunity to seek rewards.
Um?
Wu Wan sniffed with the tip of his nose and suddenly smelled a particularly familiar scent.
The smell is very light and vague, like a kind of sandalwood, but it is not a 'smell' in the ordinary sense.
My body suddenly feels hungry.
To be precise, the body reacted, indicating that there was prey here.
Wu Wan did not scan with his eyes, but slowly spread out his spiritual consciousness, projecting the situation inside and outside the hall in his heart, patiently sensing and exploring bit by bit.
Soon, Wu Wang's spiritual consciousness was locked on a middle-aged scribe.
This person is sitting in a quite conspicuous position, holding a feather fan and wearing a blue robe. The strength of the peak of the True Immortal Realm is a bit low here. He is surrounded by the charm of Taoism, and his conversation and laughter are gentle and elegant.
But Wu Wan smelled the blood of the fierce god on him.
Moreover, this fierce god blood is extremely pure. If you absorb the divine power in it, you can make your golden dragon incarnation take a small step forward.
Of course this is not the point, the point is...
The Ten Fierce Palaces, which had gone into hiding, had indeed left a flaw!
The spies that the Ten Fierce Palace had worked hard to place among various forces in the human domain could not be abandoned directly and died suddenly overnight!
At this time, these well-hidden spies have become the best breakthrough point!
As the saying goes, one thing defeats another.
Those innate gods who created the Ten Fierce Palaces would never have imagined that the Ten Fierce Palaces would encounter a nemesis like Wu Wan.
Be steady and don't scare the snake away. This time, you have to take a long-term approach and catch big fish.
How can I get close to this guy?
Wu Wang thought carefully, pondered carefully, and imagined various scenarios.
The speed at which I was wasting my mind at this moment was second only to how hard I thought about new ideas when I was dating Xiao Jingwei.
‘Yes.’
Wu Wan stretched and sat up, yawned deeply again, and attracted some of the eyes in the hall to him.
He didn't say anything and said directly to Yang Wudi:
"Life is boring without singing and dancing. Invincible, show me the book you read before, the one you lost for a year."
Yang Wudi was shocked all over, his big face turned a little white, his bald head lost its luster, and his lips trembled a few times.
Yang Wudi hurriedly said: "Zong, sect leader, that book is not very serious."
"Can't I criticize it?"
Wu Wan turned his head and glared at Yang Wudi again. The latter seemed like a coy young girl, but at this time, she still decided to obey the sect leader. With the determination that "this is the only way to be famous in a lifetime", he took out a book and closed his eyes.
He held it up in front of Wu Wan.
The five characters "Qingxin Nourishing Qi Jue" were clearly written on the cover. Wu Wan took it and took a look, and the content inside was full of character descriptions.
Wu Wan's eyes lit up, and he opened a few more pages, but his expression gradually became a little weird...
This seems to be different from the "Spring and Autumn Story" I thought about.
The gathered immortal consciousness also dispersed one after another, and many masters of magic cultivating showed a bit of "just that" contempt, lamenting that each generation of magic is not as bold as the previous generation.
Wu Wang's face turned dark.
He planned to give the scribe a little book to make him angry, then he would apologize, ask for advice, and then move Mr. Ji out to be the peacemaker, thus getting acquainted with the scribe.
How to implement such a strategy now?
He turned to look at Yang Wudi and took off the disguised outer cover of the book, revealing the real title——
"The Men a Fairy Will Meet in a Lifetime".
"As a grown man, when you look at this, can you see the kind of sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food?"
"Sect Master," Yang Wudi covered his face with his hands, "it has become very popular in recent years, and its writing style is exquisite and its literary talent is outstanding. It is really a rare masterpiece..."
Many immortals turned their heads and suppressed laughter, and Lin Qi also looked over curiously.
Suddenly I heard a question coming from the side: "Does this leader Wuwang have any dissatisfaction with Pindao's biography?"
By...
Wu Wan followed the sound and saw that the middle-aged scribe he had just targeted had stood up and looked at him with an angry expression.
Not only that, many female disciples of the Xuannv Sect also frowned and looked at Wu Wan, and each took out a beautifully bound book with still-dry ink signatures on it.
Wu Wang was a little embarrassed on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.
Although the process was a bit tortuous and there were some unexpected small gains, in terms of results...