Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Southeast of Jin Kingdom!

Border, in a deep mountain canyon.

In the canyon, there is no grass, and the ground is full of gravel!

suddenly.

In the canyon surrounded by the high mountains and stone forests, a monk with an unfamiliar face suddenly appeared.

He stretched out his hand, turned it over, and waved it!

A palm-sized hearse, rising against the wind!

Steadily floating in mid-air.

His figure flickered.

That figure disappeared in place, and in mid-air, on the wind hearse, the monk had already sat on the throne at some point.

He leaned lazily on the throne, looking into the distance.

With a thought, mana surges!

The hearse floating in the mid-air rose into the sky and turned into a stream of light straight into the sky.

From near to far!

soon!

The streamer turned into a black spot, and finally disappeared into the sky.

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state of jin.

Cyanwood Mountains, deep!

Inside a silky and thin light curtain!

Among the mountains, there are many palaces, and the cornices are shining brightly in the sun!

The pagoda is hidden among the mountains and forests.

Cranes and many cherished spirit animals play or dance in the mountains.

A scene of immortal families.

Such a fairy scene!

It is not something that ordinary people can spy on!

Even if ordinary people stand outside the seemingly transparent and thin light curtain of the formation, they cannot see the scene inside it.

The mystery of the formation is not just the power alone, and the degree of magic is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

here.

It is one of the three great immortal sects of the Jin Kingdom, the Cyanwood Sect with a long history.

Cyanwood School, among the peaks.

In a spiritual peak with very strong aura, in a certain cave!

A figure in white robes was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

She closed her eyes, and an extremely vast devouring power burst out from her body.

Countless auras seemed to be dragged to death, rewinding towards that beautiful figure.

From far to near.

If you look carefully, you will find the face and figure of this beautiful figure!

The beauty is heart-pounding.

It is not an exaggeration to say that her beauty is alluring.

Especially the cold temperament emanating from his bones is even more addictive.

good.

This is exactly Murong Wanwan, who Cheng Buzheng has missed for a long time.

at this time!

A stream of crimson light shot across the mountains!

Then, like water entering a river, it submerged into the large formation of the guard house.

I saw that spiritual light was like a headless fly bumping around.

suddenly.

Murong Wanwan, who was meditating, opened her black and white beautiful eyes, frowned slightly, and tapped lightly with her slender, white and slender hands.

The cave protection formation appeared, a gap the size of a palm.

And that crimson streamer, at the moment when the gap appeared, seemed to find a gap to be found, and shot out along that gap.

in a blink.

That crimson streamer flew across the hall, into the secret room, and hovered in front of Murong Wanwan.

The aura dissipated!

A floating crimson talisman revealed its true face.

When Murong Wanwan saw this talisman, her slightly frowning brows involuntarily relaxed, and at some point on that beautiful face, a captivating smile appeared.

this moment.

Her cold temperament disappeared into nothingness!

Instead of being a high-ranking fairy, she looks like an elf who has descended to the world.

There were such earth-shaking changes before and after, precisely because Murong Wanwan sensed the familiar aura on the talisman.

Although they have been separated for many years, she is no longer familiar with this breath.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan made a move with her jade hand.

This talisman floated into her palm.

A mana infusion.

A familiar voice came from the talisman in her hand, echoing in the secret room.

"Wanwan, I'm back!"

"Same place!"

I heard this.

Murong Wanwan's beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

These two simple sentences made the noble and cold fairy in ordinary times step into the mundane world and fall into the abyss in the world of mortals.

No hesitation!

Murong Wanwan flipped her hand over and put the talisman into the storage bag, then stood up and walked out.

at this moment.

Murong Wanwan returned to her usual appearance again, turning into a lofty fairy, still so noble and cold.

Open the array!

Stepping into the air, it turned into a stream of light, crossed the mountains, and flew towards the entrance and exit of the guardian array.

at the same time.

On the top of a certain spiritual peak!

This place is exactly the Wendao Terrace of the Cyanwood Sect.

A middle-aged beautiful woman, dressed in a green robe, is sitting cross-legged on top, slowly telling the essence of a treasure technique.

Word for word!

Let the many monks below keep in mind.

This is the preaching of Jindan Daoist, and you don't usually encounter it, only once every ten years.

Therefore, none of the monks deserted.

This is not only respect for my uncle, but also responsibility for myself.

A monk who can cultivate to the foundation establishment stage, who is not a person with a firm mind, although it cannot be said that he has gone through all kinds of dangers and difficulties, but he must not be underestimated.

Although many monks were engrossed and listened to the essence of the master's uncle's narration, the middle-aged beautiful woman was not like that.

This sermon is just a sect task.

For profit!

Of course not, wholeheartedly.

What's more.

These nephews and nephews don't have very good spiritual roots, so they are lucky to be able to step into the foundation building stage by chance.

As for going further, the odds couldn't be any smaller.

And nephews with excellent spiritual roots, and nephews with connections, have long been worshiped by other brothers and sisters.

Although there are many nephews and nephews in the audience, there is no potential to be tapped, so naturally there is no value to talk about!

For her, neither the future nor the present can help her.

at this time.

A ray of spiritual light spanned the sky.

The middle-aged beautiful woman who noticed this spiritual light flashed in her eyes.

is her!

Isn't she about to break through?

Why, go out at this time!

Is there anything more important than a breakthrough?

Thoughts flashed through her mind!

Even so, the middle-aged beauty still did not stop talking.

Use it with one mind!

For the golden core stage monks, it is not worth mentioning.

What's more, the middle-aged beautiful woman did not wholeheartedly preach to the many masters and nephews in the audience.

so!

All of a sudden, her thoughts wandered, and she didn't delay her preaching.

Do you want to tell Yuan Du?

no!

I still don't know what the hell is going on with Murong Wanwan going out?

Even if you tell Yuan Du, you won't get much benefit.

If there is a big discovery?

At that time, Yuan Du will not have to bleed profusely!

Hmm, gotta hurry up.

Anyway, this sermon is about the same.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged beautiful woman turned her eyes and landed on many monks in the audience, and said lightly;

"This sermon is over!"

The words fell.

A beam of light rose into the sky and disappeared on the Wendao platform.

See here.

Many monks in the audience, even if they have complaints in their hearts, they dare not express them in words.

Immediately.

The monks in twos and threes turned into a stream of light and left the spiritual peak.

soon.

The Wendao Terrace became empty again.

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