Nine Heavens

Chapter 508: Pear Blossom Order

After flying over the area of ​​Dongtianyang Pear Sea, Tianyu’s clear and crisp sound of cranes turned into a distant dream of Tianlai, and the fluttering pear blossoms seemed to have become a memory, and the blue Dongtianyang in Liu Qianlang’s sight began to enter Tianyu A clear world.

The vast and cloudy east sky is still boundless, the sky is full of bright moon and moon, and the stars are dotted with cold stars. Liu Qianlang leaps over the sea and feels extremely majestic and exhilarating.

He likes the feeling of being in an infinite and vast space. This kind of space is comfortable and free. The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. It makes sense. Leaping all the way, the sea was flowing, and amidst the majesty and majesty, Liu Qianlang remembered that there was still some pear blossom wine left, so he did not forget to drink a few glasses while standing on the Xianyuan sword.

However, his comfortable feeling didn't last long, and suddenly he heard a few familiar crisp sounds from the sky.

"quack!"

Soon Liu Qianlang saw a cute spirit bird with white body, golden mouth, red eyes and red claws, flying towards him, and after a while, the spirit bird landed on Liu Qianlang's shoulder, blinking his bright red bean eyes sideways Looking at Liu Qianlang, there is a pure white pear flower in her flat golden mouth.

Liu Qianlang was startled, thinking that something must have happened to the Xuanling Sect, otherwise his head, the flying swan fish, would not have come flying at this time. While Liu Qianlang was startled, he touched Flying Swanfish's fist-sized fat body with his palm, and immediately sensed the message of Fuzheng Yun neutron brought by Flying Swanfish.

Then I looked at the pure white pear flower in the mouth of the flying swan fish in amazement. The pear flower exudes a faint fragrance. The golden stamen is the same as the golden flat mouth of the flying swan fish, shining with a soft golden halo, and the creamy petals She was shivering in the sea breeze, but the pure white petals were a little bright red, which made Liu Qianlang feel angry when she looked at it.

Liu Qianlang quickly sealed a few words of reply, let the swan fish fly, and then put away the bloody pear flower. His feet trembled, and he flew towards Longyun Mountain in the northeast direction of Dongtianyang like lightning.

Xuanlingmen, Taicang Peak, Naxiandian Yun Zhongzi and the eleven peak masters sat in a line on the high steps of the main hall, all of them had serious expressions on their faces. In their line of sight, there were more than a hundred people standing or sitting left and right. These people are all holding a white pear flower with blood in their hands, with tears in their eyes, and they have been looking up at the empty seat between Yun Zhongzi and the eleven peak masters, which is the seat of Xuanlingmen. The position of head Liu Qianlang.

They just stared at that position for three days and three nights, but they couldn't see the head of the Xuanling Sect, and none of them planned to leave.

There is an infinitely depressing smell in the air, and the pear blossoms in the hands of more than a hundred people exude a faint fragrance, but this smell makes more than a hundred people grieve, and the white pear blossoms are more like they will inevitably die from birth to death. The flowers on the other side I saw.

White is holy, pale white sometimes makes people want to cry when they look at it, these more than a hundred people, some of them are fragile in resentment, are shedding tears.

Among those who cried was the Young Palace Master of Qinghua Palace, who is now an elder under Kongqueya Lanying, with a high status, but she was crying, with a white flower shining on her slender palm Bloody pear blossoms.

Beside her was Yaoxin, who was hundreds of millions of acres away, she didn't cry, but her brows stood erect, looking at the white pear blossom in her hand, she gritted her silver teeth loudly.

The other silhouettes in various clothes are mostly members of the newly established New Sixteen Immortals Sect. They are in more pain. Six years ago, they experienced the abominable massacre of the Soul Demon Sect, and now the heads of all the Sects have been killed. , and this time the pain turned out to be because of a beautiful and flawless pear blossom.

The other party threatened that those who received the Pear Blossom Order would belong to the sect of Wenyang Palace, and Wenyang Palace would send a new sect master to worship at Lihai Island within ten days, otherwise the entire sect would be punished!

Mortal Realm, Earth Immortal Realm first to third level, the ominous omen of the Eight Firmaments appears, the devil faction is in power, disasters are frequent, and it is unexpected that right and wrong will kill each other at this very moment! Therefore, more than a hundred people came to seek help from Xuanlingmen to defend the world's righteous way together.

The person who delivered the Pear Blossom Order was a scholar with a green bamboo pen in his hand. He was fair-looking, elegant, and full of benevolence and morality. The head of more than a hundred people. All he used was the emerald-colored bamboo pen, and that emerald-colored bamboo pen was extremely strange. With a flash of emerald-colored light, the master instantly turned into a pool of emerald-colored water droplets, and then the emerald-colored water droplets flew up. In the bamboo pen.

When he killed someone, his face was always calm, as if it wasn't murder at all, but he was playing with the emerald green bamboo pen in his hand.

On the steps, Yun Zhongzi anxiously looked out of the hall through the tall window lattice of Naxian Hall, hoping that the master would come back as soon as possible. But under the moonlight outside the window, everything was shrouded in darkness, and there was no news of the return of the head of the flying swan fish at all.

Among the eleven peak masters, Yun Qianmeng, the master of Cuihe Peak, suffered the most, because his father was not spared even after traveling thousands of miles away, and his younger sister Yaoyun went to Beitianyang to snatch the five-color ginseng, and unfortunately died.

Yun Qianmeng's face was pale, and she stared at the dazzling pear blossoms under the steps with her indifferent face, her beautiful face was a little ferocious at the moment. Seeing her anger, Lan Ying, the peak master of Peacock Cliff next to her, also felt the same, but not as strongly as hers.

The eleven peak masters and Yun Zhongzi looked at each other, but they all sighed and shook their heads. They didn't know what to do for a while, and led the two families, the Sixteen Immortal Sect and some righteous sects to attack Wenyang Palace. It's revenge for justice, but the result is even more righteous chaos. If you endure humiliation and humiliation, how can you bear it, so the eleven peak masters and Yun Zhongzi are in a dilemma.

In this case, we had to wait for the head to come back and discuss with each other to come up with a perfect plan.

The dark sky outside the Naxian Hall is getting darker and blacker. When the night really comes, people's hearts should be quiet, but everyone in the Naxian Hall is very flustered. In the panic, they waited in agony.

The sun was setting and the moon was rising, and the moon was in the middle of the moon. When Tai Cang Peak shone in the faint moonlight in the western sky, all the people in Naxian Hall suddenly felt a wave of air outside the hall. They explained that their eyes lit up, thinking that it must be Xuanlingmen The leader Liu Qianlang is back.

However, they were wrong, because the figure who appeared under the steps of Naxian Palace a moment later was not the head of Xuanling Sect, but Wen Yangbo, the master of Wenyang Palace.

I saw him in a brocade robe, standing proudly with his head up, glanced at the more than a hundred leaders of various factions holding pear flowers in their hands, and then looked up the steps, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Ha ha!"