Chapter 948
The night in the courtyard outside the hall is clear, and the slightly dense jungle and grassland are flying in groups of small insects, like clusters of faint millet pearls.
The breeze blew, and the strange flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed in the wind, making the air filled with elegant and refreshing fragrance.
There was only the sound of insects in the huge courtyard, because this was the place where the Immortal Lord and the Little Emperor rested, and it was too late. The person sent by the new spirit master to serve has been retreated by the Immortal Lord. He did not dare to approach the courtyard without being summoned.
There was no ears across the wall, and the two of them quarreled sarcastically and were particularly unscrupulous and without any restraint.
Even the declaration of death was expressed. Although he had no experience in quarreling with women in this life and had no experience in that life, the immortal Qingshu instinctively realized that it would be very unfavorable for him to continue quarreling.
He doesn't know which aspect this disadvantage refers to.
It was purely the residual thought in his heart that warned him that something was wrong, so he quickly coaxed the person back, and he would not be able to coax him if he was too late. Sneer, coax? Who is he? Mao wants to coax a little fairy servant who can strangle him to death by raising his hand?
It's simply ignorant!
"It's a rare trip, accompany me around." He lowered his head and said slowly in her ear.
"What's the best thing to visit in the middle of the night?" Sang Yue was exhausted and had another pain. She was in a state of depression and needed rest. "You can find someone else to accompany you."
Both men and women are fine, she doesn't care.
After the banquet, they all return to their own ways and do not interfere with each other for the rest of their lives. Day by day, she not only always reflects on herself and feels guilty about her behavior, but also accepts his doubts and is forced to explain... Is she like someone who likes to explain?
Before the thoughts fell, my body suddenly rose into the air. While she was stunned, she was picked up by the waist and hung it on his shoulder like a sack.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?! Let me down!" Sang Yue struggled angrily.
She doesn't want to be faced if he takes it like this?
"If you feel embarrassed, you can pretend to be dead." He said leisurely and striding out.
He will not let go. She just gave the steps and couldn't get down, so don't blame him for being willful. Sang Yue struggled for a few times but failed. As they were about to step out of the hall, they had to hang their bodies on his shoulders and pretend to be dead.
Seeing her cooperation, the silver-haired Immortal Lord pursed her lips and teleported away the moment she stepped out of the hall gate.
Just as Sang Yue thought she was going to hear the whispers along the way, she was let down by him the next moment. She was puzzled by him and stood firmly and then turned around. The sudden opening in front of her was amazing and her mind was stimulating.
The two of them stood on a mountain top that looked like a natural chasm, and a few steps ahead were the cliff covered with clouds.
And above the cliff like a bottomless cave, there are layers of jade buildings and jade palaces in the light. The layers of cloud palaces are different, and the branches of thousands of fairy trees hang on, waving a colorful luster in the wind.
The clouds in the palaces are of different colors, as if each color system represents an independent small fairyland.
The agile and mysterious fairyland is like a mirage floating in the sky, as if it is close to you, but in fact it is out of reach and fascinating. In this situation, even Sang Yue, who was in the fairyland, was stunned and felt infinite yearning:
"Wow, it's so beautiful! Where is this? Is there a mirage that does not exist in the real scene?"
"This is the scene of the Immortal Realm," Seeing that she looked happy and no longer had the previous depression, the Immortal Lord Qingshu's heart was slightly relaxed and looked up at the fairy track. "Every time the intersection of space and shadows formed in the blessing realm, it was regarded as a way to attract people."
The upper and lower immortal realms appear as they happen, and the spiritual appearance of the divine realm is almost never seen in a thousand years. Not only are there immortal traces and miracles in the spiritual world, but below this cliff is the spiritual abyss leading to other low-level small worlds. The realm of fairy spirits will also appear in those small worlds, only in the Lower Immortal Realm and the Spirit Realm. The Immortal Realm is too far away to be reflected.
The sentient beings in this spiritual world are very blessed, especially those of high-level sentient beings, such as the individual ethnic groups in the Xiaodi tribe.
It is not difficult to go the right path and practice with concentration, and ascend to the fairyland.
The great way is ruthless, and there is no division of ethnic groups. Whoever has the ability will go up. However, when the Xiaodi tribe saw this scene, the one that was derived from the bottom of their hearts was not the right way, but the wrong way, believing that miracles from heaven were implying that they were the lords of the fairyland.
Since he is the immortal master of heaven, the current lord of the immortal realm must have lost his virtue. The sentient beings in the immortal realm are waiting for the later generations to come to save them from the sea of suffering.
The superiors of the Xiaodi clan had a clue of inspiration, and the whole clan has gone from a wrong path to black for generations, and eventually ended up extermination. Facts have also proved that although good bamboo shoots are produced, Dilan's heart has lost its life due to a single thought.
There is also a bloody smell on this mountain top. The Xiaodi tribe regards this place as a holy place for their clan and does not allow outsiders to step on.
Now that the Xiaodi tribe is destroyed, the new spirit master will rise to power, it is unknown whether it will be open. This world is already the spiritual realm of the Qing Domain, and immortals can travel here without any obstacles. If this place is marked as a holy land of the Spirit Clan, conflicts will inevitably arise in the future.
Governing the spiritual realm is the business of the Immortals in Xiaojing, and the Immortal Emperor Qingshu will not interfere.
After visiting the Spiritual Tribe Holy Land, the two left without saying goodbye. He passed the message to Meng Ji and Heyu and told the new spirit master, and helped Asan take Aman back to Yuchen Palace. When Aman learned that he was left behind, he was not angry and said goodbye to the two of them on the spot:
"Yuchen Palace is boring, so I don't want to go back. This spiritual world is quite suitable for me, so I will live here in the future... Hey, what are you doing? Don't carry me, I don't want to go back, I'll starve me to death..."
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The spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm is too pure and tasteless, and it is better than nothing.
It is rare to go down to the world to taste wild game, and you can open your stomach and eat it happily. How can it be willing to leave? But everyone in Yuchen Palace knows that it is a thing that eats turbid air. If you eat too much, you will become a fairy beast into a monster, and then into a monster.
The mount was damaged by his mind and nature. When Asan returned with the master, they could not explain.
So, Aman, who was pinched seven inches, was taken back to the fairyland with curses all the way. Its owner was taken to a place where ice and snow were ineffective, which was a world where even the cold-resistance technique was of little effect.
"Ah!"
Even Xian Suiyi couldn't stop the chill, which made Sang Yue shudder with excitement.
The Immortal Lord Qingsu, who was parallel to her, was feeling the changes in the place of birth and looked back at her when he heard the movement. Seeing her trembling coldly, she remembered that this was a snowy land that was frozen for thousands of years, and it was not comparable to the chill of Yuchen Palace.
So he spread his hands and took out a jade pendant with an ice cone hidden inside the ring and helped her wear it on her neck:
"The snowy land has been cold for thousands of years. Apart from me, only the gods can live here for free. From now on, you will wear this pendant and leave easily, otherwise you will suffer."
"Can't you practice me in harmony?" Sang Yue knew why he took him back here.
"No," Qingshu Xianzun formed a bond with her spiritual awareness, and then took a step back and looked at her, saying quite satisfied, "Combination cultivation can only improve your cultivation and help you adapt to the severe cold here as much as possible, but it cannot change your physique."
It would be better if she didn't change. She was a chaotic body, and she had nothing wrong with her destiny except her magic power.
Only this ice-cluster jade pendant can make her adapt to any temperature anywhere, and replace the two jade pomegranates at the time, killing two birds with one stone.