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However, if you want to open the Nine Cliffs, you must first run to Mingzhao Peak.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jia Jia did not go to Mingzhao Peak again, but waited until the morning of the second day to control the flying sword and go in the direction of Mingzhao Peak.

She got up very early, flew over the Yunshui Causeway, flew over the inner five peaks, shuttled into the sea of clouds, and was not in a hurry without the control of the blade sword, and only after falling lightly to the top of the Ming Zhao Peak did she collect the flying sword.

The feeling of being down-to-earth came, looking at the quaint but not prosperous Zongwu Hall in front of her, Jia Jia was full of emotion for a while, how long had she not been to Ming Zhaofeng, she seemed to have lost her memory.

In the memory, the memory above Ming Zhao Peak has been separated for too long.

Jia Jia's heart moved, and Xiao Dan was pulled out.

Coldly pulled out of the chaotic relics like this, Xiao Dan stretched out his long neck and looked around, his eyes full of curiosity.

Seeing that it looked dazed, Jia Jia smiled and rubbed its little head, and asked, "Do you remember this place?"

"Ming Zhaofeng?" Xiao Dan muttered, and after a while, he yawned, drooped his head and rubbed her palm, "I'm so tired, Jia Jia, I want to rest!"

This reaction is that no matter how stupid Jia Jia is, she can detect that something is wrong.

She frowned, and her consciousness gently fell on Xiao Dan's body and glanced back and forth, half a moment later. Only then did he retract his senses. Nodding. Pulled Xiao Dan back into the chaotic remnant, and sighed lightly, but he didn't expect that Ma Lao had fallen for many years, but he left such a ban on Xiao Dan before he sat down. Memories of Ming Zhaofeng, memories of him will fade over time until finally. Xiao Dan will only have such a master as her in his memory. And the sequelae of this taboo is that when Xiao Dan approaches the top of Ming Zhao Peak, he will not be able to keep up his spirits and be drowsy, just like his previous appearance.

With such good intentions, Jia Jia is now thinking about it carefully, and if she says that she is not touched, it is false. She really didn't expect Ma Lao to think about her for her, such a weight of kindness really made her unbearable.

Step on the gravel path and head in the direction of Seven Star Village. Perhaps because the hour is still early, the monks on the Ming Zhao Peak have never smelled the chickens dancing like the monks on the two peaks of Tai'a and Tibetan Sword. There was no one all the way. Jia Jia quietly felt the neutral and mellow aura on the Ming Zhao Peak, and let the Buddha go back in time. Once again, I returned to the cardamom years, got up in the morning, and practiced the pitiful exercises over and over again alone. When I looked at it again, it had a different taste.

Before going to the Seven Star Village, the Seven Star Village was still the Seven Star Village, but she no longer knew the owner of the village. Jia Jia stood under the weeping willow tree, vaguely remembering Xiao Dan's spirit when he first came to Qixingzhuang, and Ma Lao's kind smile was the only one who stretched out to help him back then.

After standing for a long time, she was speechless, she turned around and left, in the cultivation realm, but when the monk can't break through one day, there will be life and death. What she cultivates is not a ruthless way, she has seven emotions and six desires, but seven emotions and six desires can be contaminated, but people cannot completely fall into this piece of seven emotions and six desires.

Walking along his road to the first hall of Ming Zhao Peak, although she has not set foot in Ming Zhao Peak for a long time, the memory of her body has been engraved in the depths, and she remembers the direction of each road, which has not changed for decades

The flowers on both sides retreated, facing a round of red sun rising in the east, unconsciously, she has reached the most famous sun-viewing pavilion of Ming Zhaofeng.

The Kunlun peaks have their own different scenery. For example, on the top of Luoyang Peak, there is a bright color hidden in the sea of green mountains and clouds-Xiuyuan, in which Wei Tan's group of messenger bees who have delivered countless news for Kunlun live. Xiuyang Peak is full of people coming and going, Danhuo is prosperous, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth; Tibetan Sword Peak has the waterfall of Tibetan sword, the river that connects the sky, the spring of drinking sword, the sea of sword soul; there are towering main halls, the only one, the heavenly machine treasure hall, and Yunkai Academy on the Tai'a Peak. And this vein has the ancient Buddha cultivation closely related to one of the outer nine peaks of the Ming Zhao Peak, there is a great wonder of Kunlun - the sunrise on the sun viewing pavilion, the atmosphere is magnificent, the world is unsurpassed.

At this time, Jia Jia is facing this majestic scene.

A round of red sun rose from the sea of clouds, and the rotating Big Dipper Star Luo was bathed in this vast sea of clouds, and it was even more ethereal and dusty, which was really a good fairy atmosphere!

The sun shines all over Kunlun, and it adds a layer of faint gold to Kunlun.

Jia Jia took a deep breath, only to feel that her heart was surging at this time, which was incomparable.

I stepped up again, but there was a little more indescribable pleasure and lightness in my heart.

The first hall of Ming Zhaofeng was empty, and the door was slightly open. Jia Jia pushed open the door and stepped into the hall.

Several female Qi cultivators who were cleaning the first hall only heard a "crunch", and the door opened, and they all stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the gate.

But I saw a green-shirted female cultivator stepping into the hall, holding her slender waist, without looking at her face, she already felt that her body was slim, and Lingling Palace was hanging on one side of her waist, which was even more beautiful.

When I looked up again, I saw that the delicate and beautiful face of the female cultivator stood against the light in the sun, and her facial features were even more beautiful.

However, after a brief glance around, the nun walked in, without any authority, but none of the nuns present could see her cultivation.

Only the skin is as white as jade, and in the daytime, it seems to be covered with an inexplicable thin light. A cultivator's facial features are usually difficult to change, but the longer the cultivation takes, the more toxins are expelled, and the more crystal clear the skin becomes. It is to exclude individual monks who have not taken the Dingyan Pill or who look different from ordinary people, generally speaking, through the appearance of the skin, you can also have a rough guess about the monks in front of you.

Several cleaning female cultivators glanced at each other, and finally someone stepped forward and asked, "This, eh, real person, I don't know what you are doing with my Ming Zhao Peak?"

Even though she couldn't see Jia Jia's cultivation, when she saw the waist card of the inner disciple on her waist, the cleaning nun pondered and called "real person".

But I saw that the female cultivator in front of her bowed slightly, hooked her lips, and the whirlpool at the corner of her lips loomed, looking a little more playful: "Tired, I don't know if Shen Zhenren, the first seat of Mingzhao Peak, can be in the peak now?"

In Jia Jia's memory, Shen Liguang spent more time in retreat and cultivation in the past few years when he went out to look for Lin Qingyan, but he was a little uncertain for a while.

Several cleaning nuns glanced at each other, and the last one was the one who called her out of the air just now, and replied: "The first one was successful in impacting the out-of-body half a year ago, and she has not left Kunlun during this time, nor has she retreated, but she has only ......."

The female cultivator said that it was a little difficult, the first one looked as handsome as a fairy, looking at the whole Kunlun, I am afraid that I would not be able to find the second one, because there are many female cultivators who look for him like this on weekdays. They have been cleaning the first hall of Ming Zhaofeng for many years, and they have met several such female cultivators. If it is an ordinary amorous monk, it is just that, but the first seat has a cold temperament, and after a few times of anger, they dare not go to the first seat at will, for fear of touching the first seat again, and it is not themselves who are the most unlucky?

It was a group of monks who pushed and shouted, but no one took a step closer.

Jia Jia didn't know the situation, and when she saw that the cleaning nuns were embarrassed, she frowned and asked, "What's wrong, but what's wrong?"

The female cultivator who spoke glanced at Jia Jia, and in all fairness, the female cultivator's appearance in front of her was considered to be first-class in the entire cultivation realm, not to mention the elegant and beautiful appearance that was most admired by the righteous monks. However, in the past few years, there have been several female cultivators who look like this, and although the monk in front of them does not look like that, none of them dare to go to the first seat.

But the frowning brows of the female cultivator before seeing him became tighter, and the female cultivator who spoke was a little afraid in her heart: on the one hand, she was afraid of annoying the first seat, and this easy task would be more than worth the loss if she was robbed by others; Thinking about it like this, I became more and more hesitant.

In a dilemma, the female cultivator standing at the front lit up her eyes, and hurriedly crossed Jia Jia and pointed behind her: "Uncle Miao! This real person, you can ask Uncle Miao! Uncle Miao is the first tall foot!"

Jia Jia turned around to look, and saw a palace beauty with combed hair and clouds stepping into the palace, although she had taken Dingyan Dan and her face was not old, but when she looked closely, she was irritable between her eyebrows, and the whole person was a little more white, and the fine lines between the corners of her eyes appeared.

"You have to ask me about any messy things? Are you waiting for the task to be white-collar? What you don't want to have is what people want!" Although the voice was not lacking in sweetness, it was a little more angry.

"Poof", but seeing that Fang Cai happily called out the cleaning nun who called out "Uncle Miao", she knelt on the ground, and pointed in the direction of Jia Jia tremblingly, "Miao, Uncle Miao, this real person wants to see the first seat, I'll wait, I can't make up my mind, that's why I ......"

"I don't know anything, what's the use of you?" Miao Ruoyao flew up and thought about the sweeping female cultivator, that foot had already done the full strength of the foundation building monk, and the female cultivator who was prostrate on the ground and asked for sins could not cultivate the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi, and if she went down this foot, she would not die and would be seriously injured.

Jia Jia didn't want to be nosy, but she thought that the flying disasters of this female cultivator were all caused by herself, and her fingers moved slightly, Miao Ruoyao only felt that she seemed to have kicked on the soft cotton, and after collecting her feet, she saw the stunned face of the cleaning female cultivator, and the unexpected pain did not come.

The two of them turned their gaze to the nun beside them at the same time. The nun who fell to her knees was apprehensive in her heart, and this method was not used by the nuns who came to visit before. Although she was grateful, she was also afraid that Miao Ruoyao would say something that would make this real person angry.

Since Miao Ruoyao was seriously injured and her spiritual root was destroyed, and she was unable to advance an inch for the rest of her life, her temper became more and more weird, and the monks who took over the task in the first hall were all frightened, lest they might anger this uncle. (To be continued......)