Chapter 948: The second senior sister of Zhen Konghai, the middle-aged man who stares
The "Zhenkong Sea" is a sea, but it is not a sea.
It is said to be a sea because it is surrounded by a layer of blue water with a radius of thousands of miles. There seem to be big fish swimming in the sea.
It is said that it is not a sea because the sea water is floating in mid-air. It is extremely mysterious and can be called a miraculous workmanship.
In the middle of the thousand-mile sea, there is a mountain with tall pines reaching into the clouds. The foot of the mountain is a desolate dead land, the base of the mountain is a ferocious cliff with rugged rocks, the middle of the mountain is a lush and beautiful forest, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow. peak.
In the white snow, there are countless palaces, shining with strange light in the snow light.
This is the most mysterious "Trapped Sea" among the four major forces in Northern Xinjiang!
The carriage going up from the valley road is like entering the sea first and then entering the top of the mountain. It feels very fresh.
Xin Zhuo looked at it silently for a while, and it was hard not to feel emotional and said: "Even the most powerful painter in the world can't draw the uniqueness here!"
The young man next to him suddenly said : "This place was originally a sea. It only happened after the Starry Sky Holy Abyss came!"
Xin Zhuo said: "The Starry Sky Holy Abyss is the place used to establish a holy place?"
"Or it is a magical power!" The young man said: "It comes from the ancient fairyland!"
"Ancient Immortal Realm?" Xin Zhuo was curious.
The young man shook his head: "I can't explain clearly, as long as you know!"
Xin Zhuo nodded.
The carriage followed the road through the sea, entered the mountains, and wound upwards. The two-hundred-mile mountain road lasted for five hours, as if it had experienced spring, summer, autumn, and winter. When it finally reached the top of the mountain, it was extremely cold.
When they arrived in front of the gate arch of Chengtian Mountain of "Zhen Konghai", a large number of martial arts masters were stopped by a group of Zhenkonghai disciples wearing blue robes. Due to their Yuanji cultivation, they all returned the same way, including the master's family members. with disciples.
This is something Xin Zhuo did not expect.
Yan Kuizong, who was driving the carriage, had no choice but to go down the mountain and wait.
Mo Xianyi drove the car, but unexpectedly the carriage was not allowed to enter.
The people under the memorial arch couldn't help but feel a little restless.
A Zeng Konghai disciple said gloomily: "If you don't want to come in, leave on your own and don't make any noise!"
At this moment, inside the mountain gate, five Yuanji realm disciples The majestic young man in white suddenly savagely pushed aside a large number of warriors and walked straight to Xin Zhuo's carriage: "Master, please get out of the car!"
Xin Zhuo frowned.
In the distance, a warrior who was blown away by his true energy said angrily: "Which young master is so overbearing and arrogant? Isn't this world your family's world? Isn't this trapped Konghai your family's trapped Konghai?"< br>
This sentence instantly resonated with everyone, and they all looked at the carriage with hostility.
Unexpectedly, one of the five young men in white said indifferently: "The Jiang family on the mountain!"
Looking around, the anger on countless faces disappeared instantly and turned into fear. , horrified, with cultivation reaching the Yuanji level, who doesn't know "Ginger on the Mountain"? If the Holy Land Dongtian is already a behemoth, then "Ginger" is the sky-high behemoth sitting on top of the behemoth!
"Master, please get out of the car!"
The five young men in white saluted again.
Xin Zhuo was uneasy. He really didn't expect Mrs. Jiang to do this, or that Uncle Jiang Wen would be so direct.
While hesitating, the young man next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, you are here to greet me. You are not Mr. Jiang, are you? After all, you called your father a ball!"
< br>Xin Zhuo frowned :"Your surname is Jiang?"
"Jiang Wuwei, fearless and fearless!"
The young man said: "The eldest sister of Jiang's generation is called Jiang Huan, and the eldest brother is called Jiang Wuwei! ”
He chuckled lightly, stepped out of the carriage, and turned around and said: "If you can't become a saint this time, your father will probably clean up the family, and the Jiang family will also clean up the family. You have been playing around for a hundred years, and it is the Jiang family's reputation that has been ruined! ”
Xin Zhuo’s expression suddenly turned pale. Bi Jingping chuckled and said: "This time, Jiang will not be able to become a saint. He will become the worst saint. I said so!"
Jiang Wuwei looked back at him and his pupils shrank. , ignored him, and walked away surrounded by five young men in white.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, then got out of the carriage with Mo Xianyi and Xiao Huang, and walked into the mountain gate facing the curious eyes of hundreds of warriors around him.
At this moment, three old men in white flew past again. The saint's colorful glow and vision lingered for a long time.
Three saints!
A large number of warriors around immediately saluted respectfully.
Xin Zhuo also took Mo Xianyi and Xiao Huang to step aside, but saw the three old saints in white walking directly in front of him and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Yuqing, I want to see you, go quickly!" Looking back coldly, he suddenly couldn't figure out what trick Jiang Wen was playing.
At this moment, a strange fragrance hit my nostrils, and a graceful woman wearing a pink skirt, a double-knife bun, and a veil fell from the sky and walked away in a curl. Come, lotuses are born step by step, with extraordinary temperament and beauty.
There were a large number of warriors around. They were not those who lusted after women, but they were also attracted to this woman and watched intently.
Dozens of Xing Konghai disciples suddenly saluted respectfully: "Second Senior Sister!"
The woman nodded slightly and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Brother Xin, Patriarch Xing Konghai invites you!"
As he said that, he waved his hand lightly and waved Mo Xianyi away: "Leave now!"
I don't know what this sentence meant, so Mo Xianyi asked Xin Zhuo's face, Leave silently.
Xin Zhuo ignored the three white-clothed saints of the Jiang family at this moment, and nodded to the woman: "Okay! I'll show you the way!"
The woman waved her hand in an invitation, and the two left!
"Jiang Yuqing, think clearly! Do you really want to disobey me?"
The three saints in white scolded him coldly, with angry expressions on their faces.
Xin Zhuo ignored him and walked further and further away from the woman beside him.
Until the two of them disappeared, the angry expressions on the faces of the three saints in white suddenly disappeared and were replaced by cryptic smiles: "Seriously, if you really have such a temper, the eldest lady's guess is absolutely correct!"
As he spoke, he blinked. Disappear in place.
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The pavilion buildings in Kukai can only be described as "should only exist in the sky". The shape is unique, tall, and the carved beams and paintings are unique. You don't even know the flying buildings in the middle of the pavilions. Where did the waterfall and falling petals come from.
Moreover, the three steps are Tai Chi, and the five steps are Bagua, which are very mysterious. People walking among them look particularly small.
This is the first time that Xin Zhuo has entered the "Holy Land Cave Heaven" level force. He has only one feeling. This kind of force no longer cares about fancy decorations, but uses everything to the extreme, abandons all useless things, and only focuses on mystery and rhyme. .
The woman leading the way has a graceful figure, an otherworldly temperament, and is very tasteful. If the bear's paw is as beautiful as an elf, this woman is wise, calm, and indifferent to otherworldly beauty.
While walking, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye and asked: "Brother Xin, don't you ask why my ancestor saw you?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head: "Don't ask. , I believe you!”
“Why?” The woman was stunned.
Xin Zhuo did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand to grab her hand, played with it, pinched the calluses on his hand, and said, "Do you practice sword often?"
This is a very frivolous move.
The woman's body trembled slightly, but she did not throw it away. She just used her other hand to untie the veil, revealing a pair of clear blue eyes, a beautiful nose, and slightly opened and closed cherry lips, revealing a pair of beautiful rabbit teeth. , who else could it be if it weren’t for the “yam” back then?
She looked a little nervous and nodded slightly: "I can practice fifty thousand swords in one day. I can't be like the young master, who never practices swordsmanship once in his life. If you do it, you will be at the peak of swordsmanship!"
< br>Xin Zhuo let go of her and smiled: "Maybe I am gifted!"
He asked again: "Are you a saint who was born in Zhenkonghai? What is your real name?"
"Siqingluo!"
Yam Yao replied: "There is no saint in Zengkonghai. Women, and I have already opened all the ten gates of saints, and I am not among the saints!” With Sweet Potato, and a concubine, Zhe Feiyan, I didn’t expect you and Xiong Zhao to have the highest cultivation level!” What realm do you belong to, and you guessed it wrong. Your concubine Zhe Feiyan is now also a quasi-sage of the Ten Sects. She became possessed by evil spirits as soon as she left your holy city, and then entered the fantasy world of the Heavenly Sword to kill her inner demons. , entered the quasi-sage, broke through ten gates, just for Yuanqi this time, I just saw her!”
As he walked, he said: "The fate of people in this world is really unpredictable. Just like this time, some people will enter the holy realm, some will be false saints, and most people may die. This means It’s the difference between people!”
“It makes sense!”
The two of them stopped talking and walked forward, passing through a ten-mile flower garden, and a Bagua Tower appeared in front of them. There are seven people sitting in the spacious pavilion.
Xin Zhuo glanced over and felt slightly shocked.
Among the seven, the first two people.
One of them was an old man with white beard and hair, his face was ruddy, his eyes were shining with a strange light, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
The other man was dressed in a purple robe and looked about forty years old. He had a handsome face, like an old handsome boy. The bun under the golden crown was tinged with white. His face was majestic and he looked dead.
As if sent by a heavenly being, Xin Zhuo knew who this middle-aged man was!
The routine is very deep and you know how to play it.
On National Day, a relative passed away and I went to mourn for three days in a row. This is really not an excuse
(End of this chapter)