Immortal fate

Li Yi only felt that his mind was buzzing. A jade pendant on Murong Xian's waist suddenly lit up. His face turned pale. He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and stopped talking. He asked Murong Yan, who was standing beside him, to pull Murong Xian aside with a pale face and began to teach her a lesson. His words were all harsh.

The elder of Lingyun Peak in the late Jindan stage on the stage said with a smile: "Junior Sister Jiang, this girl is like this. She can't control her mouth. With the favor of Uncle Zhao, she is even more unscrupulous. Don't be so mean to her. If you treat her like this and use divine thoughts to attack her, Uncle Zhao will be unhappy if she finds out.

Also, you acted rashly just now, which was a bit inappropriate. No matter what these guys think, they are just some jumping clowns. Just wait for them to jump out, and you can naturally catch them all. You are easy to alarm the snake by doing this."

"I just acted to scare them. I just scared her, I didn't do anything to her. Could it be that Master Zhao would come to trouble me for such a small matter? This girl is too unruly. She dares to say anything. If she continues like this, she might cause trouble for the sect.

The same goes for the kid named Li Yi. He is not a good guy either. He actually looked at me like that. A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage dared to stare at a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage unscrupulously. I just wanted to see what he is capable of. It turns out he is just a straw bag. "Jiang Qingxue said very dissatisfiedly, and there seemed to be a resentment in her heart that could not be vented.

The Jindan-stage cultivator of Lingyun Peak seemed to want to say something else, but Elder Liehuo, who was standing by, suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Wu, Sister Jiang, all the disciples below are here. Let's set off quickly and go to Wanghai Tower! We can't let the cultivators of the other three sects wait anxiously!"

After that, Elder Liehuo took out a fiery red flying boat, threw it into the air, and it turned into a red flying boat more than ten feet long. He said to the disciples below, "Come up! Don't talk nonsense to me. The elders' affairs are not for you juniors to discuss."

After that, he looked at Murong Xian meaningfully. All the disciples were silent. Although they were curious, they didn't dare to ask anything. Li Yi naturally understood the meaning. He was very tactful. He found a corner and began to sit cross-legged and meditate, and stopped talking. He distanced himself from Murong Xian and decided to stay away from this little girl, otherwise, he would be implicated by her big mouth sooner or later.

Seeing everyone boarding the flying boat, the woman in white and the Jindan-stage cultivator from Lingyun Peak stopped talking and flew directly onto the flying boat. Elder Liehuo saw this and hurriedly controlled the flying boat, turning into a beam of light and flying towards the east at an extremely fast speed.

After flying for most of the day, Li Yi and others saw a huge palace that towered into the clouds. To the east of the palace was an endless sea, which contained a lot of rich spiritual energy.

The red flying boat flashed, and the flying boat driven by Elder Liehuo stopped in front of the palace. When the flying boat stopped, a flash of light flashed in the palace, and an old man in green and a middle-aged man in black flew out and landed in front of the flying boat. The man in black said with a smile: "It turns out that the Taoist friends from Wanxiang Sect are here, come in quickly! This must be Fairy Jiang! I have heard of your great name for a long time, and today I finally see the real person. I am really lucky."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, is there only Junior Sister Jiang in your eyes, and not the two of us?" The Jindan stage cultivator surnamed Wu from Lingyun Peak said in a pretended angry manner.

After hearing this, another old man in blue clothes in Wanghai Tower chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu, you are joking. Junior Sister Wang dare not ignore you. She was dazzled by the graceful demeanor of Fellow Daoist Jiang."

After the old man finished speaking, Jiang Qingxue, who was standing beside him, flashed a trace of displeasure on her face, but did not speak.

At this time, the black-clothed Jindan-stage cultivator also noticed the change in everyone's expression. He smiled awkwardly and apologized hurriedly, saying, "It's my fault. Fellow Daoist Wu, Fellow Daoist Liehuo, please don't blame me. I didn't mean to ignore you. Fellow Daoists, please come in quickly. Fellow Daoists from Lingmiao Pavilion and Xuanjian Sect are already here and are waiting for you."

"Okay, let's talk about it first!" The cultivator surnamed Wu did not entangle himself. He said okay and took the lead to lead his disciples into Wanghai Tower.

Li Yi followed at the end of the team. He was full of curiosity about everything in Wanghai Tower. The spiritual energy in the place where Wanghai Tower was located was obviously much richer than that of Wanxiang Sect, especially the water spiritual energy contained in it, which was extremely rich.

After entering the Lookout Sea Tower, we saw a large number of palaces suspended in the air. These palaces were large and small, but all of them were magnificent. In addition to the palaces suspended in the air, there were many palaces located on the mountains below. There were cranes and various spiritual birds flying in the air, and various spiritual flowers and grasses below were full of vitality, a scene of immortals.

Li Yi and his companions were soon taken to a huge square in the Lookout Sea Tower. There were high platforms around the square, and many monks were sitting on them.

From the clothes, it can be seen that these monks are from Xuanjianmen, Lingmiao Pavilion, and Wanghai Tower. Among them, the monks of Xuanjianmen, each of them carried a long sword on his back, and exuded a faint murderous aura, which was obviously not a good thing.

Lingmiao Pavilion is basically full of women, all of whom are beautiful, attracting the attention of many cultivators. Even the disciples of Xuanjian Sect, who are determined in Taoism, look over there from time to time. The disciples of Lingmiao Pavilion seem to have long been accustomed to the gazes of these cultivators. Not only do they not feel disgusted, but they constantly flirt with the pretty disciples among these people, making the female cultivators of those sects angry and deeply contemptuous.

As soon as the people of Wanxiang Sect arrived, many cultivators were attracted to them. Even Murong Yan kept looking at the leading female disciple several times. That woman seemed to have a magical power that attracted him. Murong Xian, who was standing aside, looked at him with contempt. His sanctimonious brother began to complain in a low voice, saying that Murong Yan had no ambition, but was fascinated by a woman, which made the other cultivators around him laugh.

Murong Yan was exposed in public for peeping, and his face turned red. He wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately. He was very depressed. He just looked a few more times, and there were more than one person who looked at him, but his big-mouthed sister shouted everywhere, and his reputation was ruined.

In the end, he could only use his brother's identity to suppress this naughty sister. Li Yi saw this scene and found it very funny. However, he also looked at the leading woman several times. The woman was indeed very beautiful, and she was also ranked among the female monks he knew. If these monks met them, it would probably be difficult to do it.

In addition, the monks of Wanghai Tower were wearing blue robes and exuding a strong water-attributed spiritual fluctuation, which made Li Yi look sideways. It should have a lot to do with their practice of water-attributed exercises.

There were a total of four high platforms on the square in the air, and the other three were already occupied. The people of Wanxiang Sect came late and could only sit on the last high platform.

After the leading Jindan-stage cultivators greeted each other, the people in the Refining Qi stage sat on the high platform. The Jindan-stage elders naturally would not squeeze together with these disciples, but flew to a large attic in the distance, where the view was excellent and the entire fighting stage could be seen.

At this time, the blue-clothed Jindan-stage elder who had just greeted them had already landed on the high platform and looked at the disciples in all directions with a smile.