Chapter 1289 (1/2)

”If you follow the instructions of the Lu family, the colorful heart should be the key!”

”Master...” Lu Shu's face changed slightly, and he quickly stopped, ”at this time, you must not take out the colorful light heart! After all, the eighteen palace of crape myrtle has changed. If the master doesn't find out the cause of the change, he will rashly show his colorful heart, which is likely to backfire! ”

”Yes, you think the same as I do!” Xiao Hua nodded, ”if you can't confirm it completely, you can't take it out! Oh, by the way, do you know the so-called crape myrtle death talisman? ”

”Crape myrtle for death?” Lu Shu looked at the talisman in Xiao Hua's hand, shook his head and said, ”I haven't heard of it. But the so-called Fu for death is Fu for death. How can we get another word for Ziwei? ”

”I don't know!” Xiao Hua looked at the talisman for a moment, put it into the space, and said, ”I'd better wait and see what happened in this space first!”

”Master...” Lu Shu said with a bitter smile, ”to tell you the truth, disciple Even the ancestral generations of the disciples have no news about the place of inheritance. What's going on here? The disciples have black eyes. Don't hold too much hope for them, master! ”

”Hey, hey...” Xiao Hua smiles, looks up and down at Lu Shu and says, ”it doesn't matter. Just follow me!”

”I see, master...” Lu Shu replied angrily, ”my disciples are just flesh and blood. You always need I'll give you one by one... ”

”Ha ha, it's not for me, it's for your fairy prohibition!”

Xiao Hua laughs, grabs Lu Shu and flies out of the blissful palace.

Outside the blissful palace is naturally the place where Xiao Hua first saw the horse ghost. Even now, Xiao Hua still doesn't find anything special.

At this moment, the snow has stopped, and the world is full of ice crystals. Xiao Hua can't help thinking of the story of Chongyuan. With a sigh, he takes Lu Shu and goes to dongzun mountain.

”Little bridge?”

Lu Shu didn't look at the towering dongzun mountain at all. Instead, he fell on the small bridge and exclaimed, ”master, this is it!”

”Nonsense!” Xiao Hua said with a bitter smile, ”of course, I know that the bridge is the key. I have never seen such a small and exquisite bridge since I set foot in the fairyland. But the problem is that I have seen the bridge thoroughly and found nothing strange!”

”I'll teach you...” Lu Shu replied, ”there was a poem in my family's ancestors: poor road is a guest of Kunlun, and there is an old house on the South Bank of Shiqiao. At the beginning of the Hunyuan Dynasty, when he was able to practice Taoism, he knew how to be obedient and rebellious in his long life. Don't boast about the purple gold elixir in the furnace. You should know how to burn the jade liquid in the fire

”Silk...” After reading Lu Shu's poems, Xiao Hua took a breath of cold air, and two words burst out in his mind!

Kunlun!!!

”Master, master...” Looking at Xiao Hua's face, Lu Shu said carefully, ”there is an old house on the south side of the stone bridge. Isn't that clear? The inheritance place of my Lu family is on the South Bank of Shiqiao! ”

”Kunlun!” Xiao Hua also did not hide, asked, ”do you know Kunlun?”

”What's the matter, sir?” Lu Shuqi said, ”isn't there any record in the ink immortal pupil handed down by the disciples' ancestors? The Taigu Hongmeng fairyland is broken into five fairyland: Kunlun fairyland, Penglai fairyland, Kunwu fairyland, Lingxiao fairyland and Ziyu fairyland, among which is Kunlun fairyland.... ”

”No, no...” Xiao Hua shook his head and said, ”Kunlun in your ancestors' poems Can it be Kunlun fairyland? I think it might be Kunlun mountain! ”

Kunlun mountain Lu Shu also shook his head. ”I don't know. Is it the peak of Kunlun fairyland?”

”Maybe it's a big mountain in the ancient Hongmeng fairyland.” Xiao Hua said with a smile, ”Hongmeng fairyland is broken. One of the fairylands is Kunlun Mountain, so it's called Kunlun fairyland?”

”Then...” Lu Shu pointed to the bridge and said, ”isn't the bridge useless again?”