Fix your sister's fairy

Cheng Jingyu didn't say anything, he waved his hand and lifted Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue into the sky, Mo Yi looked at the slowly smaller hall on the ground and panicked inexplicably, no matter how many times he was taken to fly, he was still afraid of heights, I really don't know where those immortal cultivators got the courage to step on a long sword a few centimeters wide and fly high in the air, if they fall, it will be over.

Cheng Jingyu took Mo Yi and the two of them to a certain height and began to fly straight ahead, Mo Yi looked at the scene around him without looking at the surrounding scene, while Mo Luoxue looked around calmly. They left the island in the middle of the five islands and began to fly straight ahead, there were four more like this, and their destination was the one in the easternmost part of the main hall.

When he rises to a certain height, he will be able to see the pattern of the five islands in full view.

"That's Qiankun Peak. Cheng Jingyu said condescendingly as he looked at the huge and majestic island in the distance that they were directly opposed.

Mo Luoxue and Mo Yi couldn't help but look at it, and then were shocked by the ghostly workmanship, the island is very huge, Mo Yi and the three of them are even elephants and fleas, there is a row of tall peaks on the island that almost divides the entire island into two, on this side of the mountain is a dense complex of buildings, and on the other side of the mountain is a vast primeval forest, lush and green is dizzying. On this side of the hill is a thriving city, with quaint buildings juxtaposed side by side on the islands forming a cobweb-like line that thrives from the sky.

The island is a marvel of its magnificence. In the center of the mountain, there is a wide flat land, probably a square or something, and there is a small black dot in the center of the flat bottom, because the visual range of the high altitude is limited, Mo Yi did not see what it was. On the far right side of the island, the waterfalls that flow down from the mountains converge into a lake, where there are pavilions and wooden bridges, and lotus leaves floating on the lake.

The most amazing thing is the row of mountain peaks in the middle of the island, the peaks perfectly cut the island, separating the civilized and uncivilized, and the existence of buildings can be faintly seen on the peaks.

"Here it is... Qiankun Peak. Cheng Jingyu looked at the island and said slowly.

When Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue were still sighing, Cheng Jingyu took the two of them to land on the far right side of Qiankun Peak, that is, the edge of the vast lake, everything was so smooth, but there was something that Mo Yi couldn't accept.....

"Slow down, slow down, slow down!" Mo Yi screamed, Cheng Jingyu was like rushing for time no matter whether he flew or landed, flying at high speed and falling at high speed, and he made a momentum like a crash.

Qiankun Peak Zangjian Lake, East Ferry.

The man in the light blue robe yawned, he stood at the very edge of the island and stretched, in front of him was a long wooden bridge, said to be a wooden bridge, but the material is different from ordinary wood, it looks hard from the luster, and there are mysterious sigils on each wooden board on the bridge, which is something made by those minor cultivators of Wanfa Peak, claiming that as long as it is not set on fire, it will not collapse, and the quality starts with five stars.

The long bridge connects the other islands, and the communication between the islands depends on this wooden bridge that looks weak, and there has never been a single accident since the wooden bridge was built, so the wooden bridge is also very reliable in the minds of every monk in Tiangumen.

However, because the sect was still worried that one or two heartless bear children would suddenly come out and set fire to the bridge to retaliate against the society, they sent a special person to guard it, and every monk who passed through it had to register. Even the goods that pass must be strictly checked, between each peak is like a different country, the import and export inspection is extremely strict, but if it is found that the people of Wanfa Peak are smuggling pills to Qiankun Peak, it will be an uproar.

And today the blue-robed man should be on duty, in fact, it stands to reason that he has been on duty a few days ago, but because he lost a few hundred spirit stones in a bet with a bad friend, he has no money to pay back, so he can only pay for the loss of his friend to stand on duty.

The monks on duty at the ferry actually didn't have much oil and water to fish, and one stop here was a whole day, watching the monks on the bridge come and go every day, doing registration, release, registration, release, boring bubbling.

"Hell, why is this spiritual bridge even Wuji Peak, every day in front of a large group of muscular men, I have to vomit when I look at it, even if there is an occasional female cultivator, the biceps are bigger than my head. The blue-robed monk leaned against a tree and complained, in fact, there is nothing bad about being on duty at the ferry, but it all depends on what peak is on the other side of the bridge, if it is the Wanfa Sect, then maybe you can also give priority to buying special pills and flying swords every day. If it's Xiu Jue Peak, then the monk on duty will have a good eye, maybe one day he will be lucky enough to hook up with a beautiful female monk...

But the other side of the long bridge of this ferry is the most depressing Wuji Peak, no wonder the blue-robed monk is so depressed, the people of the entire Tiangumen know that Wuji Peak is a place dedicated to cultivating the body, and the monks there use spiritual energy to irrigate their bodies, strengthen every inch of muscles, and are the boss with hard fists on Wuji Peak, so there are never so many curves.

Wuji Peak is rich in strong men and female tyrannosaurs, although the appearance is at the bottom of the four peaks, but the force value is indeed the second peak of the entire Tiangumen second only to Qiankun Peak. On the monks of the same level, there are often sword cultivators of Qiankun Peak who have not even displayed their sword skills, and Wuji Peak, as an opponent, has already slapped him on his back.

"There are no people today, is it because of the dance cultivation performance over there at Xiu Jue Peak?" the blue-robed man looked at the empty long bridge and underestimated, "It's really unlucky, I knew I wouldn't bet with those bastards, I really want to watch the dance cultivators dance!"

The blue-robed man leaned against the big tree with his arms on his side, he turned his head slightly to look at the sparkling Tibetan Sword Lake in the breeze, the sun shone on the surface of the lake rippling white spots, and occasionally one or two golden carp jumped out of the water and brought out a few splashes. He sighed, probably this is the only benefit of Dongdukou, this blue water Tibetan Sword Lake is one of the best beauties of Qiankun Peak.

"There's no one anyway, so why don't skip work. When the blue-robed man looked at the Tibetan Sword Lake, a thought suddenly rose, and once it came out, it lingered like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The blue-robed man let go of his embrace, he looked east and west, and finally took out a piece of jade butterfly from his arms like a thief, and after laughing twice, he threw the jade butterfly to the ground.

However, in two seconds, the light in the air distorted, and another blue-robed man appeared next to the big tree, but this blue-robed man had no charm in his eyes, and his movements were fixed.

"Although it is self-deception, it has played the role of window dressing, and I hope that I will not be punished for being caught in passive sabotage. The blue-robed man looked at his replica with a smug expression and said to himself, "The things made by those profiteers in Wanfa Peak are really easy to use. "

Just as the blue-robed man was about to turn around and leave, a shadow enveloped him, accompanied by the screams of ghosts crying wolves.

"Death, death, death!