Chapter 1180: What a hatred, what a hate

There is light, there are mountains, there are water, there are trees, there are winged birdmen in the mountains, and there are Pegasus flying with wings on the water. The white crane shines its wings, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and the dragon swims out of the water...... This is the misty land of immortals.

There is light, and the light does not come from nowhere, sometimes it is white, sometimes it is colorful, like a dream.

There are mountains, the majestic atmosphere is not precipitous, there are people on the cloud mountain, but I don't know how high the mountain is.

There is water, as if the lake is level and there are no waves, and it is like ten thousand horses galloping and rolling away, I don't know where to go, I don't know how wide the water surface is...... It could also be dazzling.

There is a trail between the mountain and the water, and the strange flowers and plants on both sides of the path stretch in a zigzag way, as if all the way up to the mountain, and it seems to change the path with the gaze, I don't know how long the path is, I don't know where it leads.

There was a clear sound of cranes, the wind whistled, blowing away a thick fog, footsteps came out of the fog, and hidden songs and words came out.

"A wave in a wave, a wave in a wave, a wave in a pinch, a wave...... Hurry up, hurry up, one by one, stupidly, delay this boy to see the fairy sister...... A wave in a wave, a good wave, a good wave......"

As the voice came out, out of the fog came a boy in Taoist clothes who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, braided with twisted flowers, not tall, slightly fat, dusting in his left hand and rattle in his right hand, and his delicate face was sometimes laughing and sometimes impatient.

When you laugh, shake the rattle, and there will be the sound of instrumental music such as guzheng, guqin, and ancient bell, as if it is fairy music.

When I am impatient, I look back, shout a few words of urging, and sing a few words of strange tunes such as waves in waves, good waves, good waves, and so on.

The wind blew away a thick fog, and brought another mist, and I couldn't see anyone following behind Dao Tong, but there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the ground, which was a little messy.

Dao Tong walked to an arch bridge and stopped, looked back and looked back at his face full of impatience, he saw him turn around and squatted down, looked down at the ground and said: "No matter what great guys you are in the Nether, when you get here, you have to listen to me to lead the boy, you have to cross the Xianfan Bridge, cross the Xianfan Bridge, forget the world, and take a step closer to becoming an immortal, line up to see Qi, one by one, it has nothing to do with me if you fall behind and are eaten, stride forward, hurry up." ”

After speaking, Dao Tong got up, shook the rattle, and there was another burst of fairy music.

Dao Tong slowly walked up the bridge, singing in his mouth: "Three thousand worlds, the Yuan Shen aisle, immortals do not approach, fairy beasts avoid ......" while rapping and waving the dust, the wind rose again, and the mist dispersed.

At this moment, you can see that Dao Tong is followed by a column of small things, only the size of Dao Tong's thumb. Walking in front of more than 20 is normal, there are human shapes, there are beast shapes, and when a small black dragon cruises on the bridge, there is a Taoist half-palm-sized human figure appeared, and then followed by a small thing the size of the Taoist boy's thumb, but it looks strange, there are three-legged human shapes, and there are also eight-legged beast shapes, stumbling and jumping forward.

These little things are the primordial spirits in the mouth of the Taoist boy, and they look confused, and they only know how to follow the Taoist boy.

There are nearly 100 Yuan Gods in a column, all of which are from the three thousand worlds that have risen in the next three days, and they will follow the Dao Tong to the Immortal Court in the order of ascending.

Casting immortals, as the name suggests, is to cast the immortal body, only by casting the immortal body, they have the possibility of transforming the primordial god primordial infant into an immortal infant, and only then can they have the opportunity to become a qualified immortal.

Nearly 100 yuan god is followed by another guide to the Taoist boy, and the previous leader of the leading Taoist boy is different, this Taoist boy looks slightly older than the previous Taoist child, eighteen or nineteen years old, nearly tall, thick eyebrows and big eyes, heroic spirit, but a good skin.

He also had a drum in his hand, which was a rattle, and in his other hand he held a long sword out of the sheath, his eyes blazing, looking in all directions.

The foggy peaks of the clouds and mountains, the calm and turbulent river, the foggy heights, the places under the trails and even the places behind that were again covered by dense fog were all under the attention of the latter guiding Taotong.

There is still residual blood on the sword body, and it seems that the road is not peaceful.

"Senior Brother Chunfeng, are there any wild immortals who don't open their eyes?" said the Dao Tong who had walked across the Xianfan Bridge stood by the bridge and asked.

"Slaughtered two, and escaped one. The senior brother at the back responded, "Senior Brother Chunxi, pay attention to the Xianfan Bridge, more than ten years ago, I and the senior brother and I attracted the three thousand world primordial gods, but I suffered a loss at the Xianfan Bridge, lost more than ten primordial gods, and was punished by the immortal monarch." ”

The Taoist boy named Chunxi said, "Senior brother has also suffered a loss? haha...... In previous years, I begged the senior brother to let me come, but the senior brother didn't let me, this time he took the initiative to let me come, I don't miss his good, the two graceful little immortals suddenly appeared in the fairy court, I didn't see their appearance, I still want to contact more, to see what they look like. ”

The senior brother named Chunfeng was about to speak, when his eyes suddenly froze, and the long sword in his hand stabbed into a thick fog, and when he stabbed it, he retracted it, and when he withdrew it, the blade of the sword was stained with blood again.

"Three thousand worlds, the aisle of the primordial gods, immortals do not approach, immortals and beasts avoid ......" Senior brother Chunxi sang loudly when he saw this situation, looked around, and became vigilant.

"Blood green, the fairy power does not fluctuate much, when the grass fairy is in the wild, it doesn't matter, it has escaped. Senior Brother Chunfeng shook the drum and said, "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and we will talk about it after crossing the Xianfan Bridge." ”

The junior brother Chunxi said yes, shook the drum to rap, a thumb-sized Yuan Shen walked across the Xianfan Bridge, the little black dragon twisted the small dragon body and walked slowly, behind it the half-palm-sized Yuan Shen somehow, walked two steps quickly, stepped on the tail of the little black dragon, the little black dragon "whooped" a call, twisted the dragon body and turned around to bite the Yuan Shen of its dragon tail.

I never thought that although the half-palm-sized Yuan Shen was in a muddy nightmare, his movements were not slow, and a slap would be incited at the head of the dragon, if it weren't for the little black dragon dragon tail still stepping on the feet of the Yuan Shen, I couldn't say that this slap would incite the little black dragon to fall off the Xianfan Bridge.

"Be honest. Chunxi reprimanded.

The half-palmed Great Yuan Shen was still confused, and he raised his legs and walked over the little black dragon and walked down the Xianfan Bridge.

"What's wrong?" Senior Brother Chunfeng was wary of his surroundings and did not notice the changes on the bridge.

Senior brother Chunxi shook the dust, swept the half-palm-sized Yuan Shen to the ground, and muttered: "It's this fat guy again, it's very weird, the Yuan Shen is several times bigger than other Yuan Shen, it's the first time I see it, but I don't know if I have a grudge with the black dragon Yuan God in the lower realm, and I am always restless along the way, either kicking a kick or stepping on the tail of the black dragon, saying that they shouldn't have a memory, isn't it too deep a grudge?" ”

As soon as the fairy tale sound fell, the little black dragon called again, but it was not the half-palm big god stepping on its dragon tail, but the little black dragon bit the thigh of the fallen god.

This is good, the half-palm big yuan god hugged the little black dragon's head, turned over and sat on the dragon's back, waved his small arms, and punched the little black dragon one after another.

"What a big hatred, what a big grievance!" Senior Brother Chunxi was angry and funny, holding the arm of the half-palm Great Yuan Shen and throwing it to the front of the team, and deliberately used ingenuity, intending to make the half-palm Great Yuan God fall to the ground and suffer a little.

The half-palm Da Yuan Shen was flexible, and he rolled on the ground with both hands and stood up, looking left and right ignorantly, scratching his head, and looking like he was confused.

Xianle fluttering, Daotong Chunxi led the way, the half-palm big Yuan Shen was led by Xianle and followed closely, and one Yuan Shen walked safely across the Xianfan Bridge, and there was no situation that Dao Tong Chunfeng was worried about.

"It's weird. Dao Tong Chunfeng walked across the Xianfan Bridge and said, "The three thousand worlds have risen to the Yuan Shen at most seventy, and thirty or forty is normal, but this year is more than in previous years, there are nearly a hundred, the proportion of the monk Yuan Shen has not changed, the demon beast spirit is not bad, and the proportion of the Demon Soul is much higher than in previous years.

Listening to the words of the Immortal Monarch, the Cultivation Yuan Ancestor Realm has changed in the past few years, could it be that these extra demons are from the Cultivation Yuan Ancestor Realm?"

Dao Tong Chunxi shook his head and said: "How do I know, the Flying Ascension Pool is in charge of the Dao Yuan Immortal Monarch, and the Dao Yuan Immortal Monarch is under the throne of the First Emperor, and the face of any Immortal Monarch is not sold, even the Immortal Zun can't assign him, who can still find out a thing or two from his mouth."

The cultivation of the Yuan Ancestor Realm has not been able to soar for tens of millions of years, and the Emperor returned decades ago, and decades have passed, maybe these demons are really the cultivation of the Yuan Ancestor Realm.

There are also the two beautiful little immortals who suddenly appeared in the fairy court, appeared out of thin air, no one knows where they came from, in my opinion, even you and my master don't necessarily know.

Also, this fat primordial god behind me, how have I ever seen it. Take you and me as an example, in the past, the Yuan Shen was only the size of a thumb, but you look at him, he is bigger than my fist, I have never seen or heard of it, if nothing else, I guess they are all from the Cultivation Yuan Ancestor Realm, and I am not sure that the one behind me is still inextricably related to the Great Emperor. ”

"Be cautious. "Dao Tong Chunfeng said, "Don't guess wildly, when it reaches the ears of that ape ancestor, you and I can't eat and walk around, and it will bring great trouble to the Immortal Monarch." ”

Daotong Chunxi shuddered, looked around, and then said cautiously: "Senior brother, didn't it mean that the Ape Ancestor went to the Outer Heaven to fight, and the Qinglong Xuanwu Saint Venerable went with him, and it seems that the Demon Lord and the Immortal Monarch also went with him, so they can't come back so soon, right?"

"Be cautious. Dao Tong Chunfeng said anxiously, "Xianjun said that you can't talk about it, why are you so bold, shut up and shut up." ”

Daotong Chunxi muttered a few words in a low voice, cranked the drum of the gods, waved the dust, the fog in front of him dispersed, the curved path was no longer illusory, and a ladder appeared, winding towards the peak of the unknown height.

The fairy music was ethereal, Daotong Chunxi stopped, looked at the ladder and sang: "Ascend the immortal ladder, cast the immortal court, the immortal ladder has nine, it is nine non-nine, the Tao is nine, the loss of the way is not nine, Xu is nine hundred and eighty-one, Xu is endless." ”

Dao Tong Chun sang happily and retreated a certain distance, bowed his head and said to the nearly 100 Yuan Shen: "The immortal ladder needs you to climb it by yourself, the ninth-level immortal ladder can enter the immortal court, the ninety-nine-eighty-one immortal ladder can enter the immortal court after experiencing the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty, and the endless immortal ladder enters the mortal dust and then enters reincarnation." As he spoke, he pointed the dust in his hand to the half-palmed Great Yuan God in the front, "You, climb the immortal ladder." ”

The half-palmed Great Yuan Shen looked at Dao Tong, looked at the fairy ladder, and then looked at the neatly arranged Yuan Shen queue behind him, shook his head, and suddenly stepped back, until he walked behind the little black dragon...... Stand still.