Chapter 125: Penglai?

Behind the ice crow is a pair of white wings, and the pairs of wings are his body. Slightly linked, Chi is very taboo to show himself, even if it is just a pair of wings, but he is used to seeing the Night Star people flying around with wings all day long, and there is no discrimination against demon cultivation in the door, so he naturally gets up.

Following the sect master's side, looking down at the lake condescendingly, and seeing the group of senior brothers who could only leap above the lake, the ice crow's black and slippery eyes quietly revealed a trace of pride, especially when he saw Li Du squeezing his eyebrows at him unconvinced. Not to mention the joy of his mood. Both Li Du and Bing Raven were taught the way of cultivation by Li Zhijin. And Li Du is Li Zhijin's cousin, so for the ice crow, Li Du is closer than the other brothers. But Li Du's personality is the most jumpy, usually likes to tease the ice crow who doesn't like to laugh, and often tricks the ice crow into flying, this time it is rare to see Li Du's helpless appearance, how can he not let him be cool?

The slightest wind swept through his wings and silk, and the tiny fluff on his wings could feel the slight coolness full of moisture, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, brushing shoulders with the wind, and suddenly, he only felt that his vision and heart were extremely broad.

For him, flying is instinctive, but at this moment, he seems to have realized the joy of soaring into the sky, the kind of recklessness that allows me to fly. Is this the realm that our natural sect is pursuing?

Unconsciously, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and instead of a cold and numb expression, there was an air of transparency and clarity.

Riding on the body of the little horn in winter, walking side by side with the ice crow, seeing his subtle changes in his eyes, he couldn't help but smile secretly, it seems that the ice crow has made progress and breakthroughs in his state of mind, and now the ice crow has a trace of the unique fluttering freedom of the natural family.

As the hall master of the Demon Cultivation Hall, and the earliest entry in the Demon Cultivation Clan, in the days when Sha Ling was not in the sect, he has been demanding himself as a senior brother in winter, and he is very concerned about every demon cultivator brother and sister, among these demon cultivators, he is most worried about the simplicity of Xiaojiao, but Xiaojiao is growing, Xiaojiao at this time, is no longer so naΓ―ve on the outside, if you think he is just a doll, you are very wrong, maybe his character is still a little impulsive and proud, but this is determined by his racial characteristics, in fact, his wit and reaction ability in case of trouble, is definitely better than most humans, after all, he has grown up with the Natural Sect over the years, after going through ups and downs, even those routines in the political world are quite familiar, not to mention others.

Besides, it was the ice ravens that worried him. The ice crow has been lonely for many years, and has developed a quiet and withdrawn temperament, and was later accepted by Li Zhijin. has only become a little popular, but since Li Zhijin disappeared. He relapsed again, and in his heart, he probably had a lot of resentment towards his master. Ice ravens are proud. The strength is strong, he speaks in winter, he can listen to it without seeing it, and he won't ask for this boring in winter. When encountering something, let Xiaojiao come forward, the nature of the demon determines that the ice crow will generally obey Xiaojiao's orders. Fortunately, after the owner appeared, the ice crow was impressed by the owner and did not make trouble, and now. He's more of a natural family.

Holding the sharper and sharper corners of the little horn's skull, he wrinkled his little nose cutely in winter, and said, "It seems that there are many flowers growing on the island, and there are all kinds of floral fragrances. Ice Raven, what do you see?"

The ice crow's vision is extremely sharp, as a different species, his vision is comparable to that of an eagle falcon, not to mention that he has a thousand years of cultivation, even if it is high in the sky, he can clearly see a small ant on the ground that reads the full text of the ancient spell, this kind of vision power, if Sha Ling does not use his discerning eyes, it will not be able to reach.

The ice crow's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said: "There are five main peaks on the island, and the peaks are beautiful. There are houses and buildings from the waist to the top of the mountain, but all of them are broken walls, as if they have encountered a huge storm, especially the highest peak in the middle, the top of the whole mountain has been cut over. At the foot of the mountain there is a large boulder with the words written on it

Seeing that the ice crow was stunned, Winter smiled and said, "But the words we don't know?" In this far away place from the earth, it is not surprising that the cultivators use other languages. If it's written in Chinese, it's incredible.

The ice crow glanced at Winter with a strange expression. Said slowly: "One by one, a little Penglai...

Xiao Penglai?" Luo Xiaomo and Winter stared at the ice crow with their heads, and then, the two people who understood what he meant, as well as Xiaojiao and Sha Ling, couldn't help but look at the foot of the mountain together.

"Little Penglai?" Sha Ling muttered, until standing in front of the boulder, Sha Ling You Jue couldn't believe his eyes.

Not only him, but also Little Flower Demon, Lu Rui, Li Du, Jiang Qing and others.

This is a huge black mountain stone, up to more than ten meters, there are seven or eight meters horizontally, the shape of the mountain stone is irregular, as if it is natural. Without any carving and polishing, just someone on a relatively smooth surface, with a huge brush stroke to repeat the deep handwriting... The handwriting is simple, the lines are curved, the turning points are like stone axes chopped, sonorous and powerful, and between the brushstrokes, it seems to have a magical power, which makes people immersed in it.

Bai Lang shrugged his shoulders and quietly asked Wu Yang: "Is this a word?" He was born in the military and had no interest in ancient texts, so he didn't know these words. However, out of the need for cultivation, all of the people present have studied ancient texts to a greater or lesser extent, and most of them are very proficient.

Wu Yang glanced at him: "This is the ancient seal golden text." "He also knows what it is, but he doesn't know why. I recognize this as an ancient seal and golden inscription, but I don't know what the meaning of the curved lines like a dragon and snake represents.

Yi Zhixuan also asked Yang Bing softly, "Master." What kind of word is this?"

Yang Bing took a bunch of glasses and said, "Little Penglai." ”

Zi, Penglai,,

Those who don't understand can also take a breath at this time.

Didn't expect this. The island has a name called "Little Penglai"

Penglai, Abbot, Yingzhou, the legendary overseas Sanshen Mountain, "all the immortals and the medicine of immortality are all in Yan." Its objects and beasts are white, and gold and silver are palaces. Yun Xiangyi gently read out a record in the "Historical Records Feng Zen Book".

"Could it be that this cultivator who destroyed the heavens actually came from the earth, or did Penglai have a place. Everyone in the Cultivation Realm knows the Dao?" Bai Lang blurted out in shock.

It's not just Bai Lang, everyone is thinking. For a time, there was no one to speak.

After a while, the ice crow said, "The beasts are white." I didn't show up, there were no birds or beasts on this scene, and gold and silver were palaces, so it was a bit like. ”

Sha Ling smiled: "Although it's not the real Penglai, it's just a small Penglai, but looking at the golden text that appeared in the late Western Zhou Dynasty, it must be that the cultivators on the island still have a little origin with the earth." Let's go. Let's go up and have a look. ”

"Yes" everyone responded in unison, and divided into five paths to explore the peaks.