Choose a day to soar

(Due to a mistake by the author, the old version overwrote the new version in this chapter. There was a plot bug, which has been corrected. The plot is subject to the modification.) Xu Ying passed by Yuxu Peak, and from a distance he saw magical powers crisscrossing the top of Yuxu Peak. There are also various magic weapons that burst out with earth-shattering power from time to time, making it very lively.

And the Yuxu Palace in the Nine Immortal Lights became even more sacred.

Suddenly, a scream came. Xu Ying looked up and saw a man falling from the sky with a scream, and fell on the ridge in front of him. It was very miserable.

But the next moment, another iron sword flew from above, making a swishing sound, and stabbed the person. Every time the iron sword penetrated the person's body, a round ball-like sword energy would expand outwards and explode. The methods were so cruel that even Xu Ying shuddered.

"This sword energy seems to be Shi Yuqing's handiwork."

Xu Ying looked up and thought, "I didn't expect her to be so fierce. But she is obviously very gentle in front of me."

He didn't see Shi Yuqing, but he saw two young masters fighting in the mountains. The two had superb magical powers. They should be the masters selected by the sect with immortals. They were fighting for some reason.

Xu Ying stopped to watch the battle for a moment, he was filled with admiration, and said in a low voice: "The strength of these two people is extremely outstanding, they are no less than Yan Kongcheng, Shi Yuqing and others, at most they are only a little inferior."

He was eager to climb Yuxu Peak, but he still went to Yuzhu Peak next to Yuxu Peak as promised.

Yuxu Peak was very lively, but Yuzhu Peak was much deserted. Along the way, Xu Ying saw many ancient buildings in this sacred mountain. Some were portals carried by heaven, some were isolated buildings hanging outside the cliff, and some It's a Taoist platform that doesn't know what to suppress.

There are also towering statues, most of which have fallen down.

These buildings have been damaged and are in ruins, which is a pity.

He also saw huge corpses with clear texture marks on the bones, which were still unclear after many years. Some people who did not know whether they were qigong masters or Nuo masters were recording these texture marks.

When they saw Xu Ying, they just looked at it from a distance, then ignored it and continued to concentrate on sorting it out.

Xu Ying also saw a waterfall of blood flowing down from the broken part of the statue. The thick plasma fell into the blood pool below.

The blood pool is glowing with enchanting glow and mist. Looking from a distance, you can see a delicate flower growing in the center of the blood pool, which looks extremely beautiful in the glow and mist.

There were as many as thirty corpses crawling next to the blood pool. They must have been flower pickers. They died before they even got close to the blood pool. So far no one has been able to pluck that flower.

"A flower watered with divine blood is not a human thing."

Xu Ying looked around, activated his heavenly eyes to observe carefully, and said in a low voice, "This flower cannot grow here. It must have been planted here and nourished by the divine blood. Those who can grow flowers in Kunlun must use this evil technique to grow flowers." Flowers, it’s best not to mess with them.”

He looked around. Apart from the six Nuo ancestors, could there be others in Kunlun?

If there is no one else, then is it possible that the flower grower is one of the six Nuo ancestors?

"By the way, is the martial arts emperor also in Kunlun?"

Xu Ying suddenly thought of this strange man from the Taichu world, and thought to himself, "After he killed the Heavenly Daoists, did he stay in Kunlun, or had he left long ago? If he left, where is he now? Has he found the method of immortality? Or has he already ascended?”

According to the lifespan, the martial arts emperor should have turned into a withered skeleton long ago, but Xu Ying saw the martial arts magical powers he left behind in the battle in Tiandao Valley, and felt that he might not be dead.

First, he has reached the stage of ascension, and his cultivation strength is so unpredictable that even the gods are not willing to set up an ambush to surround him. A person who is so powerful and so wise has the possibility of ascending to immortality.

Second, he came to Kunlun, which was rumored to have the elixir of immortality. If Kunlun really had the elixir of immortality, he would have already obtained it.

Xu Ying was thinking about it when suddenly a stone the size of an abbot flew through the air in front of him, which shocked him.

"Abbot Xianshan! Xu Fu!"

Xu Bing hurriedly chased after him, but saw that the abbot's fairy mountain was extremely fast, flying around the mountain, and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Xu Ying chased after him and looked around, only to see constant earthquakes at the southern foot of Yuzhu Peak. At the foot of the mountain was a bottomless abyss, unfathomable.

Looking down, I saw the spaces between the underworld and the yang world colliding violently in the abyss, setting off terrible fires, and the rocks were rolling in the abyss like monster scales.

Xu Ying vaguely saw the abbot's fairy mountain flying into the abyss.

"Xu Fu also came to Kunlun, why did he run away again?" Xu Ying was slightly startled.

He returned to the mountain road and continued to climb, thinking to himself, "The undead girl said there are rice fields here, and she met me in the rice fields. But this mountain is so big, where should I go to find her?"

He climbed halfway up the mountain and saw some farmhouses in the mountains. It was unknown who lived in the houses. The houses were neat and the farmland was neat, as if they had not been invaded by the gods.

Xu Ying saw the rice fields.

There is a golden rice in the rice field, which has already produced ears and is about to mature.

It's just that the rice stalk is too tall and the ears of rice are too big, which makes people feel incredible.

The rice is about thirty-five feet high and can only be hugged by five people. The ears of rice are extremely heavy. Each rice weighs hundreds of kilograms. It is like a piece of crystal stone, and even the tips are shining with the luster of jade!

In the sky, the sun's essence is extremely bright, turning into light spots, which are absorbed by the leaves of the rice and turned into nutrients in the rice.

Xu Ying looked up, amazed in his heart, and suddenly felt a little trance-like, feeling like he had seen such a scene before.

"Yes, my Taiyi Guidance Skill!"

He suddenly thought of the situation when Taiyi Guiding Gong collected the essence of the sun during his Qi collection period and turned it into a Taoist field above his head. There is grain in the field, just like the rice in front of you!

When the rice is ripe, each Tao seed will fly out and fall into his body, strengthening his cultivation.

This method he called the method of cultivating the Tao.

However, there is only one rice paddy in the rice field on Mount Yuzhu, while there are seedlings everywhere in his Taoist field.

Before, he felt that he understood it naturally, but now he is not so sure.

His method of cultivating Tao most likely came from Kunlun, and he learned it only after observing the rice fields here!

"I'm from Kunlun..."

His heart was filled with ups and downs, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a moment. He was very happy to have found his hometown, but he was also very sad when his hometown was in ruins.

"Hello--"

A clear voice came, and Xu Ying looked back and saw the girl on the boat with long hair that reached her waist and was simply tied behind her back.

She has a delicate appearance, fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth. She wears a light blue dress. It is hard to tell what era she is wearing.

Xu Ying's eyes moved away from the girl's face and landed on her neck. On the left side of the girl's neck, there was a black mole the size of a sesame seed, which was clearly visible.

"It's her." Xu Yingxin said.

He stepped forward, and at this moment a huge shadow flew across the sky. Xu Ying raised his head and saw a blue Luan bird, like a blue phoenix, hovering in the sky.

Xu Ying withdrew his gaze, came to the girl, followed the etiquette taught by Xian Qi, greeted the girl, and said: "My name is Xu Ying, from Xujiaping, Kunlun. May I ask where the girl is?"

The girl returned the gift politely and said, "I come from the Yaochi in the Western Mountains of Kunlun. My name is Fengyao. My ancestors serve the Queen Mother of the West."

Xu Ying was agitated, but he suppressed his excitement and said, "Miss Fengyao, when did you escape from Kunlun?"

The girl lifted up her light blue skirt and walked towards the rice field. She shook her head and said, "I am not the first generation of undead people, but a descendant of the undead people. Our ancestors escaped from Kunlun Ruins 48,000 years ago."

Qingluan in the sky suddenly retracted his wings and turned into a girl falling from the sky. He looked at Xu Ying alertly and said in a crisp tone: "There were many people who escaped from Kunlun back then, and we were one of their branches."

Xu Ying's heart moved slightly and he guessed: "I may also be from one of the branches."

The Qingluan girl flapped her wings and flew up, saying, "I'll pay attention to my surroundings, and you guys don't chat for too long."

Xu Ying asked the girl Feng Yao, "How did you survive?"

The girl Feng Yao said: "According to family records, my ancestors came from Kunlun. They were the first generation of undead people, and I am their descendant."

She slowly floated up, came to the top of the rice plant, picked the rice, prepared lunch, and said: "My ancestors have always been in the shadow of being hunted by the heavenly beings, hiding everywhere, migrating again and again, leaving records Not much. But the Heavenly Dao people still didn’t give up and continued to hunt us down.”

Xu Ying followed her and picked off a grain of rice. He smelled the fragrant rice and couldn't help but move his index finger.

At this time, Qingluan's voice came: "Pick more, I'm hungry too!"

Feng Yao said: "Pick all the rice. If you leave it here, it will only be taken away, and not even the rice seeds will be left."

Xu Ying finished picking the rice plant, and the rice grains piled up into small hills, which were held up by his magic power and floated in the air.

Feng Yao said: "Half for each person. We only eat one, which is enough to satisfy our hunger."

She and Xu Ying came to a farmhouse, fetched mountain spring water, which was crystal clear, put a steamer on it, put a piece of rice in the steamer, and made a fire to cook.

She stared at the fire, with fire dancing in her dark eyes, and said calmly: "My ancestors stayed anonymous and hid here and there, but one day they were eventually caught up by the Heavenly Daoists. After that incident, only the remaining Qingluan and I depend on each other. She is also a descendant of the Luan bird from Kunlun, and is not the first generation of undead."

Feng Yao added firewood to the pot and said: "When she and I escaped, one was a little girl and the other was a little bird. We didn't know much about the history of our ancestors. Our ancestors didn't have time to tell us everything about Kunlun. We encountered an unexpected situation. We endured a lot of hardships, but we survived. Qingluan and I, as sisters, worked together to deal with the Heavenly Daoists who were chasing us one by one."

She didn't say what hardships she had endured, but Xu Ying knew that her life had not been satisfactory these years.

"Six thousand years ago, I came here with Emperor Zhou's team."

Feng Yao said softly, "I want to return to Kunlun to see what this homeland that my ancestors have been dreaming about is like. Although I was extremely careful, I still aroused the awareness of some heavenly people. Qingluan and I fled Kunlun, I had to go to other worlds to escape. Three thousand years ago, I finally achieved great success. However, when I returned to China, I found that Kunlun had disappeared along with the holy land of China."

She looked sad, calmed down, raised her head and smiled: "Fortunately, Kunlun is back again. What about you, Xu Ying? When are you from?"

Xu Ying was confused and shook his head: "I don't know either. I trace my history back to the Great Shang period more than 20,000 years ago. I already existed at that time, and I am immortal, immortal, and immortal."

His face was calm, as if he was talking about a history that had nothing to do with him, and said: "I am being monitored by others. Every once in a while, my memory will be wiped away, a new identity will be arranged, and a new life will begin."

Feng Yao looked at him in surprise.

Xu Ying was not at peace in his heart, as if a bonfire was lit in his heart, and said: "I don't know my origins, and I don't know who my parents are? For more than 20,000 years, I have spent most of my life in the house they arranged. In the illusion. I have had countless parents, countless families, and countless false memories."

He looked gloomy: "I can't even remember these false memories."

Feng Yao was silent. This young man's experience was much more miserable than his own.

"You may be the same as us, a descendant of the undead people of Kunlun."

Suddenly the voice of the girl Qingluan came, and the magical bird transformed into a girl and rushed in fiercely, saying, "Are you ready? Are you almost ready?"

She opened the cage, turned around in the white smoke, and promised Xu: "You were born earlier than us, you should be one generation earlier than us."

She sniffed the steam and said with a smile: "It should be done! We sisters originally thought that you were younger than us, but we didn't expect that we would call you uncle."

She brought the steamer up, and the aroma was fragrant.

Feng Yao gave Xu Ying a portion of the washed dishes and steamed the other rice. The Qingluan girl also took a bowl and chopsticks, sat down straight, and said with a smile: "Our ancestors said that there is an immortal grass in Kunlun. This one plant is the natural elixir of the immortal family."

Feng Yao cut open this incredibly large grain of rice and divided it into three parts.

Xu Ying dines with the two girls.

Rice is sweet, and when you eat it, it turns into pure vitality and flows into your limbs and bones, nourishing your body and soul. It is a natural elixir.

What's even more amazing is that this power cleanses the muscles and marrow, makes people smarter, and invisibly improves their qualifications and understanding, making them faster in both cultivation and learning and memory.

"My ancestors said that people in Kunlun eat this kind of rice every day, but they can't eat it often."

Feng Yao said to Xu Ying, "When I came here with Emperor Zhou, I couldn't eat this thing. I have always thought about it. After six thousand years, I finally realized my dream." After saying that, she couldn't help but pursed her lips.

After Xu Ying ate two bowls, he felt his qi and blood boiling, and the vitality in his body was almost violent. He felt uncomfortable, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks and silently stimulated his qi and blood.

He was surprised to find that these two bowls of rice actually improved his cultivation a lot and made his golden elixir bigger.

Xu Ying looked at the other rice and moved his index finger, but he couldn't eat it.

But what made him feel strange was that Feng Yao and Qing Luan were still eating and didn't look full at all.

They finished eating their respective portions, and seeing that Xu Ying still had a lot left, they all looked at Xu Ying. Qingluan said carelessly: "Uncle Ying, if you don't eat it, we will divide it."

Xu Ying nodded, and the two women shared his portion.

"After I ate two bowls, I realized that my body couldn't bear it anymore."

Xu Ying was secretly horrified and thought, "My physical body has been unsealed for thousands of generations. It is far more powerful than my peers. Even two bowls of rice can't withstand it. They are so delicate, how can they still eat more than a dozen bowls of rice?" Doesn’t it look like you’ve reached your limit?”

He suddenly had a guess: "Whether Qingluan or Fengyao, their cultivation level is probably far superior to mine! Two little nieces can easily beat me to death!"

Qingluan and Fengyao put down their bowls and chopsticks, still looking like they were still unfinished.

"Do you know where Yaochi is?" Xu Ying asked.

Qingluan said in surprise: "You want to go to Yaochi too? Are you planning to ascend?"

Xu Ying said: "I was entrusted by someone to take a ladle of Yaochi fairy water...wait a minute, what about ascension?"

Feng Yao said: "Of course it is the Kunlun Ascension Road of Yaochi, Shenqiao, and Yujing. Rumor has it that a great emperor of China ascended from here tens of thousands of years ago."

Xu Ying was shocked: "Yaochi, Shenqiao, and Yujing, aren't these realms? What does it have to do with ascension?"