Unlimited Cultivation

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety

　　 These peach trees transformed by Taoism are the nodes that pass through the pink peach blossom forest.

　　The pervasive peach blossom miasma and the densely packed peach blossom trees surrounded by a few people greatly reduced the visibility.

　　 If you don't know the formation method, if you want to find these passing nodes, you have to use flying swords, tree by tree to test.

　　 Moreover, I have to find the right direction. If the direction is wrong, it will take several times more effort to find a passing node.

No, Qian Xing and Lao Meng, after disappearing in the peach tree for two cups of tea, dozens of Taoist lights of various colors, like crazy and goalless, beat them everywhere, finally, a blue one The water blade "whoops" and disappears into the peach tree, instead of blasting a large hole in the peach tree like other cyan water blades flying around, causing the sawdust to splash.

　　 "I found it, I found it, this is it!"

　　 A disciple from the Shuiyunmen screamed with joy, the others scattered, and the three disciples from the Jindaomen, headed by Brother Xu, and another disciple from the Shuiyunmen hurriedly gathered around.

Although they guessed that the peach tree that suddenly disappeared and transformed into Taoism may be a passable node, but using scattered attacks to test whether the peach tree is real or transformed by Taoism, this brute force and stupid method still let Their mana was consumed quickly.

Because of his feeling for A Chou, every time Di Yan Gongxiu led by Ding Dian walked out of the channel node, Qian Xing and Lao Meng also walked out of the channel node. Then Qian Xing immediately sensed that A Chou was just staying. Wherever he has passed, he can closely follow Ding Dian and his party.

　　 Ding Dian and his group seem to be leading the way with Qian Xing and Lao Meng.

　　 crossed more than ten nodes in a row, and the two of them didn't know how far they had gone into this peach blossom forest.

　　 This time, as soon as I crossed into the peach blossom tree that is the passage node, my eyes are bright!

　　 A huge lawn of thousands of square meters appeared in front of the two of them, and A Chou who had been waiting for a long time jumped on Qian Xing's shoulder: "Boss, this is it! They are all here!"

　　 As soon as Qian Xing crossed the path node, he immediately felt two coercive eyes, swept away on him!

I was shocked at the moment, turned around and saw that there was a huge peach tree with dozens of people hugged by hundreds of feet. At the top of the huge crown of the peach tree, there was a white jade pavilion with a golden plaque on which was written "Tao Ran Pavilion". Three characters.

　　 Inside the Taoran Pavilion, sitting this young monk who thought he was wearing white clothes and black hair, although his appearance was young and his eyes were as deep and as clear as the sea.

　　 Beside him, there are two boys, one red and one green. The one in red is a girl, and the one in green is a boy. The girl in the red dress was staring at herself with a vision that was sharper than a blade!

　　Oops! Old Qian's back was suddenly sweaty.

　　 This girl in red, who was exposed to a thunder from the two moral gods, could not die, but was beaten to blood.

　　 Such a tyrannical monster is just someone else's waiter!

　　Moreover, the boy in the green clothes, with a mana, will definitely not be under the red girl.

Not to mention the young man in white. The glance he just swept over was even more dignified and powerful than the eyes of the iron-clad Taoist who had formed a golden core. I am afraid that his cultivation level is even higher than that of the iron-clad Taoist. .

How to do? This large tract of peach forest must be dominated by this white-clothed young man. His escape method is definitely better than those azure peach demon.

　　 Qian Xing glanced, and the three large running scripts of "Tao Ranting" fell in Qian Xing's eyes.

　　Fuck, this guy must have been to China, and his white clothes are very similar to the ancient Chinese style.

　　Grandma, many guys back in ancient times pretended to be talented people by plagiarizing other people’s poems, and made a big deal. My old money also draws a gourd in the same way, and comes to the last paragraph, not to make money, but to save my life!

Qian Xing immediately remembered a scenic spot he had visited. There was also a Taoran Pavilion inside. There were two lines of poems hanging on both sides of the pavilion. It was even more artistic. These two lines of poems, involuntarily, slipped out of Qian Xing’s mouth. : "Let's wait for the chrysanthemum and yellow home brew to be cooked, and I will be drunk with Jun."

　　While chanting poems, the old money shook his head and shook his head. Although we were born in selling mutton skewers, they are those arty TV series, so do we not look down on them?

　　 The eyes of the white-clothed youth, like the sea, suddenly changed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seemed that there was a small wave.

　　 A bleak smile appeared on the face of the young man in white, and he raised his hand to look at the sky, as if he was remembering something.

Ran He, the old money who looks like a sorrowful gifted man on the surface, but with a pair of eyeballs, squinted in the direction of the white-clothed young man. When he saw this scene, the old money suddenly became happy: " Haha, this bet is right. Looking at this guy's sorrowful portrait, he must have had an intersection with the literati in the ancient Chinese country before, and he is still deeply involved in this way!"

　　 "Are you the disciple of the Qing Yi Clan who cultivated the power of withered? Interesting, hundreds of years have passed, and the Qing Yi Clan has developed another person who can feel the power of withered."

　　 The white-clothed youth smiled at Qian Xing faintly, and the calm and solid voice rang in Qian Xing's ear, and even A Chou who was holding Qian Xing's shoulder did not hear him at all.

However, his next sentence shocked Qian Xing's heart: "You are a person from the Jin Dynasty on the earth. I haven't seen the people of the Jin Dynasty from the Colosseum for a long time. When I left the earth, In the north, China is in chaos. Is China still okay if I don’t know it?

　　 Boy, what's your name? When I was in China, others called me Tao Yuanming. "

　　 Ah, the old money’s brain is like being stepped on by a group of galloping horses, and then immediately blasted by seven or eight thunders!

　　 Tao Yuanming? Great writer of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, idol!

　　 Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the peach tree spirit on the planet Earth!

　　 The white-robed scribe, the white jade golden plaque Tao Ranting, sits on the crown of the largest peach tree in the peach forest. He is not a peach tree spirit, so who is it? "

　　 Qian Xing looked at the white-clothed scribe, and immediately added some expression of worship and respect from the heart!