After such a toss in the cave of the Qingqiu Fairy on Qingqiu Mountain, when Li Xiaofeng returned to Zixia Mountain again, the sky had slowly brightened, and the eastern morning sun slowly rose, reflecting the purple glow of the entire Zixia Mountain even more dazzling.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Fairy Zixun, who was originally in a slightly depressed mood, immediately greeted Li Xiaofeng happily when she saw her return.

Huang Long looked at Li Xiaofeng and pouted: "I thought you left without a sound!"

"I was bored at night, so I went out for a walk," Li Xiaofeng said with a casual smile.

"Really?" Huang Long, who pursed his lips to show that he didn't believe it, approached Li Xiaofeng and couldn't help sniffing slightly, then frowned and said: "How can you have the breath of the Qingqiu Mountain fox Qingqiu Fairy on your body?

As he spoke, Huang Long couldn't help but look at Li Xiaofeng with a meaningful playful smile: "Xiaoyao, what are you doing in Qingqiu Mountain?" Don't tell me, you are going to help me kill the Qingqiu Fairy." ”

"I'm just warning her so that she won't dare to provoke you in the future," Li Xiaofeng said with a smile.

When Huang Long heard this, he immediately became angry and said, "Mess with me, do you think I will be afraid of her? She's just one of my subordinates." If I don't provoke her, if she dares to provoke me, it will be uncomfortable. ”

"Huanglong, don't be too confident!" Li Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "This Qingqiu Fairy, the cultivation time is not as long as yours, but the strength of the Dao is not much worse than yours. Otherwise, if she stepped into the realm of Da Luo before you, then you would."

Huang Long glared and said, "Impossible! You look at it, I will definitely step into the realm of Da Luo before her." ”

"Hehe, okay, then I'll just wait to see you step into the realm of Da Luo," Li Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing.

The Purple Xun Fairy on the side couldn't help laughing, and then said to Li Xiaofeng: "Brother Xiaoyao, thank you for your hard work." Because of me, Sister Huanglong provoked such a big enemy. I was a little uneasy. ”

"Zi Xun, what are you talking about? Isn't it just a Qingqiu fairy? Don't worry! Sister is not afraid of her!" Huang Long said confidently.

Li Xiaofeng, who shook his head and smiled, couldn't help but say: "Huanglong, I think Zixun is much more sensible than you, who is a sister." You've also been wandering in the wilderness for a long time, why are you still in such a temper?"

"What a temper I have. It has nothing to do with you, the Great Immortal," Huang Long, who glared at Li Xiaofeng, directly took Purple Xun's hand and turned away.

Li Xiaofeng, who saw the second daughter leave, chuckled and flew towards a waterfall in the distance.

The waterfall flowed down, and the sound of the water rumbled. A lake has been created by the perennial impact of the waterfall below. Because the water above the waterfall continues to flow down, the lake stirs to form a large number of whirlpools, and then diverges from the sides of a black boulder standing in the lake, forming two streams that flow into the distance.

Li Xiaofeng, who flew straight to the black boulder, closed his eyes directly, and the power of the formless and perceptual and primordial gods spread, feeling the strange water mysteries contained in the turbulence of the waterfall and the whirlpool of the water.

Today's Li Xiaofeng is only one step away from the last step away from understanding the way of heaven through the water. This is a bottleneck, and there is no good way to break through it. Epiphany, that's so rare. What Li Xiaofeng can do now. It is to continue to feel and understand the subtlety of water travel more deeply, hoping to accumulate thick and thin, and promote yourself to understand the way of water and heaven as soon as possible.

Li Xiaofeng's cultivation is not a moment and a half, nor ten days and eight days, and before he knows it, more than half a year has passed. Li Xiaofeng, who was in retreat, was like a stone statue that never woke up once.

On the cliff in the distance, Huang Long and Purple Xun Fairy stood side by side, looking at Li Xiaofeng who was meditating under the waterfall from a distance.

"Brother Xiaoyao is really hard working, cultivating so hard. No wonder the cultivation is so high!" Purple Xun's tone had some admiration for Li Xiaofeng.

Huang Long pouted: "It's only half a year of cultivation at a time, I can do it too, what's there? This guy is really welcome." I think this is my own place! I said that I was cultivating here, but I didn't ask for our consent!"

"Sister, do you want Big Brother Xiaoyao to leave here?" said Fairy Zixun.

"What does it have to do with me if he doesn't leave?" Huang Long, who was not angry, was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly an invisible power instantly enveloped the entire desolate world, and a cold and slightly majestic voice instantly sounded in the entire desolate world: "Today, my Northern Kunpeng Ancestor has created a demon text, and he will preach the way of demon cultivation on the coast of the North Sea three hundred years later, and all the creatures of the desolate world." Anyone who is destined can come and hear the sermon. ”

The Purple Xun Fairy, who blinked, was a little curious and puzzled, "Kunpeng Ancestor, who is it?"

"I haven't heard of it!" However, it is possible to spread the entire flood wilderness, and the person who uses such means is not an ordinary person, but must be an amazing power," Huang Long, who shook his head slightly, said with beautiful eyes.

Fairy Zixun, who looked moved, couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Sister, shall we go then?"

"Of course, such a rare opportunity will inevitably attract many desolate creatures to listen to the sermon, how can we miss it?" Huang Long's beautiful eyes looked at the northern Liandao.

Under the waterfall, Li Xiaofeng, who had been quietly closing his eyes and meditating on the black boulder, also slowly opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows and whispered with a slightly strange expression: "Kunpeng Ancestor, this Ming Yan has studied the demon text so quickly! It seems that the name of the demon master will slowly spread throughout the flood wilderness in a short time." However, now Emperor Jundong Taiyi doesn't know if it was born! They haven't founded the demon clan yet, did the demon master Kunpeng appear too early?"

"Three hundred years from now?" Li Xiaofeng, whose eyes flashed slightly, slowly stood up.

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyao, are you done cultivating?" Fairy Zixun saw Li Xiaofeng get up from a distance, and couldn't help but fly over with beautiful eyes: "Brother Xiaoyao, you should have heard the voice of the Heavenly Dao just now, right? Three hundred years later, will you go to the coast of the North Sea to listen to the sermon?"

Li Xiaofeng smiled noncommittally: "Let's talk about it then! If there is nothing else important, I should go and join in the fun." ”

"It's like playing," Huang Long, who then flew over, pouted, "We don't care if you go or not." However, the coast of the North Sea is quite far from here. There are still 300 years to go, but it's always good to go a little earlier. Zi Xun and I are going to leave now, go directly to the shore of the North Sea, you can do whatever you want!"

After Huang Long finished speaking, he stepped forward and took the hand of the Purple Xun Fairy and flew away directly.

"Hey, sister, what's the hurry?" Fairy Zixun, who was stunned, was a little helpless, and then hurriedly waved her hand to Li Xiaofeng and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, goodbye! We are waiting for you on the shore of the North Sea, you must go!"

Li Xiaofeng, who saw them leave, couldn't help but smile and nodded: "Don't worry!

"It's time to get out of here," Li Xiaofeng, who watched the figure of the second daughter disappear into the sky, looked around, and couldn't help but turn to look to the northwest, where the sky could vaguely see the pillar-like Buzhou Mountain: "Buzhou Mountain, go back and take a look! I don't know, have the twelve ancestral witches and the three Qings been born?"

In the southwest of the flood wilderness, Qifeng Mountain, halfway up the mountainside outside Nuwa's cave, a dark blue Luo skirt of ink is standing quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking at the distance with beautiful eyes.

"Sister Ink," a soft and pleasant voice suddenly sounded, and I saw Nuwa, dressed in white and snow, walking out of the cave and slowly coming to Ink's side: "Are you thinking about your great immortal again?"

"Sister Nuwa, you're making fun of me again!" Shui Mo, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but blush slightly when he heard the words.

The jade hand caressed the silky black hair, and Nuwa couldn't help but sigh softly: "Silly girl, if you really like to be free, you should tell him! Otherwise, how will he know your mind?"

"Sister Nuwa, I want to leave Qifeng Mountain," he said with a slight silence as he lowered his head and bit the ink on his lips.

Nuwa, whose beautiful eyes flashed, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said, "Are you going to the coast of the North Sea?"

"That's right!" Shui Mo nodded and said hurriedly: "Kunpeng Ancestor said, such a lively thing, Daxian should go." ”

"Three hundred years from now, I'll also join in the fun," Nuwa nodded slightly, and couldn't help but say: "Ink, it's better to wait for the time to be almost up, I'll go with you!"

Shui Mo shook his head and said, "Sister Nuwa, I don't want to wait, I'm going to rush to the coast of Beihai now." ”

"Okay, sister, I can't help you," Nuwa shook her head and smiled helplessly. (To be continued.) )