Chapter 651 (1/2)
”Indeed Xiao Hua nodded, ”it seems that all the fallen immortals were killed by immortal beasts. These fairies in the seventh tower are similar to them, but these fairies are caravans. Their things are very valuable. Naturally, some people will be greedy. Even if they are really killed by fairies and beasts, they will be killed in the eyes of others. This is likely to cause a series of reactions... ”
”It's strange...” Bai Xiaotu next to him was puzzled and said, ”master, I always feel that although the fairyland is realistic, it can It's not particularly dangerous. Why do we always encounter such strange things recently? ”
”Ha ha, Xiao Liu...” Li Moyi said with a smile, ”I don't have to ask the master about this, I can answer you.”
”Brother Li, please tell me...” Bai Xiaotu sincerely asks for advice.
”You have been living in helanque since you were a child. Although your immortal power is low, you are immortal after all! You have never experienced life and death, and you have never experienced deep water. Naturally, you don't know the cruelty of this world. No matter in the fairyland or in the mortal world, you are intriguing with each other. It's not uncommon for you to kill each other! ” Li Moyi said with profound meaning, ”if you always think that the fairyland is a happy land, then you can never have the cultivation like the master! Now you think fairyland is dangerous, so congratulations, you grow up, your vision is also high, you experience more. Oh, look at your cultivation. If there were not so many dangers, even if there were the master's preaching, how could you understand so much? I want to reach the realm that I always wanted to reach when I was thinking about it
”Yes, yes, I understand!” Bai Xiaotu is not stupid. Li Moyi gives some advice. He has awakened and nodded.
”Well, you can continue to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon.” Xiao Hua couldn't bear to delay their time and said, ”I'll take the boat!”
”I don't need your help for the time being!” Li Mo Yi said with a smile, ”the immortal of the disciple No, how can master call it magic weapon? Isn't it immortal? ”
Xiao Hua hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, ”you may know the truth later. I don't want to explain it!”
”All right!” Naturally, Li Mo Yi could not force Xiao Hua to do so. He said with a smile, ”the disciples' magic weapons have been refined to a certain extent. According to the master's method of refining, they can't be further refined for the time being, so let's take the boat. However, I just wanted to know something about this magic weapon. Now I don't need it! ”
”Tell me!” Xiao Hua asked.
”This magic weapon is different from the magic weapon, magic weapon and even the immortal weapon seen by the disciples. Good It seems that there is a spirit in it. It's said that only the high-level immortal tools in the immortal world can have a spirit, but the master's magic tool is obviously not a immortal tool! ”
”Actually...” Xiao Hua said with a smile, ”if I say this is what I picked up, I don't know why it came from. Do you believe it?”
”Believe it Li Moyi and Bai Xiaotu looked at each other and said in a different voice, ”I haven't picked up too much in this period of time!”
”Ha ha!” Xiao Hua laughs and sits with his knees crossed. He tells Li Moyi and Bai Xiaotu about their cultivation. From time to time, he also cultivates the seven spirits. As for Wuji Yandao, or stepping on Shenque, he didn't dare to understand the cultivation at all!
In such a twinkling of an eye, it has been flying for nearly a month. On the first day of this year, the light of the sky broke, and Jiaotu day just emerged a yellow corner of fire from the eastern clouds. A melodious sound of flute sounded with the sun.
The sound of the flute rises slowly, and it is graceful and ethereal. With the rhythm, it sounds pleasant, or like a rosefinch, or like a waterfall, or ethereal, or bleak as snow. For a moment, even if such as Bai Xiaotu, who had no rhyme, he could not help slowing down and listening.
The flying boat swept over a heavy mountain, but in the clouds, the fire yellow sun was shining. A scholar in Confucian costume was sitting in the air, with his eyes slightly closed, holding a bamboo flute. With the sound of the flute, the clouds around him were rising, scattered light waves and shadows, which turned into thousands of flowers.
The most wonderful thing is that a woman in green, with light makeup, dances with the sound of the flute. Her graceful posture is like water. With the change of the flower border, an unspeakable beauty is quietly born!
After a song is finished, the woman in green is rippled with blue light, like water spray, holding her to the scholar's side, revealing a smiling face that is suitable for anger and happiness.
”Young master...” The woman in Green said in a low voice, ”this song of Qingying whispers is really wonderful. No matter how I dance, I can't catch up with the illusion of inner artistic conception. I'm disappointed.”