I Am Calabash Fairy

The crowd dispersed.

　　 Wanfang just put away the head token.

　　 At this moment, in Sanxian Island, the cultivator at the peak of Dongxu Stage stood up:

　　 "Sister Wanfang, how do you plan to rebuild the sect with this head token?"

　　 "Senior Brother Zheng have any comments?"

　　Senior Sister Wanfang said coldly, the fairy on her head spinning.

　　 There is a fairy, and Senior Sister Wan Fang is not afraid of Zheng Hongji in a short time.

　　 Zheng Hongji smiled, and took out a fairy talisman, the fairy talisman floating on the top of his head, exuding an extremely rich fairy spirit.

　　 "This fairy talisman was refined by the uncle master and has the power of three strikes. Junior sister Wan doesn't want to try it!"

　　 "What the **** do you mean?"

　　 Wanfang said coldly.

　　 Zheng Hongji shook his head:

"I don’t think about it, Junior Sister Wan, the master is the one who loves you the most. If you want to take away the immortal weapon, I have no opinion, but you must hand over this token of the head. Although your talent is good, can you become an immortal? No one knows, but I have reached the peak of the void of the cave, and I am only one step away from crossing the catastrophe. If I inherit the position of the head and have a suitable fairy tool, I can overcome the catastrophe.

　　 "At that time, my master and I will have the same level of cultivation. Naturally I can reopen Sanxian Island and light the door."

　　 Zheng Hongji said very confidently.

　　 Just when he was speaking, his eyes were still staring at the fairy on Wanfang's head.

　　 This immortal implement is not a low-grade immortal implement, at least it is a middle-grade immortal implement, even a high-grade immortal implement, its power is extraordinary.

　　 If there is this treasure, the confidence of crossing the catastrophe will be increased by 20%.

　　 It is a pity that this fairy tool matches his attributes, even if Zheng Hongji gets it, his power is not much higher than the top-grade magic weapon.

　　 "Brother seems to know a lot."

　　 Senior Sister Wanfang showed mockery on her face.

Zheng Hongji looked calm, looked around, and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, you can make a choice, whether you are willing to follow me back to the Qingyuan realm after you pass the catastrophe, or stay in this little fairy realm to continue practicing. ."

　　 "I would like to follow my brother back."

　　 "Go back to the Qing Yuan Realm, this place is unfamiliar and knows nothing. If you encounter some danger, you will be in trouble."

　　 "Master is dead, let's go back with the brother!"

　　 Many disciples spoke.

　　 A hint of satisfaction appeared on Zheng Hongji's face.

　　 Master usually dotes on Wanfang too much, and the pet makes others jealous. In addition, Senior Sister Wanfang only knows to practice asceticism on weekdays, and her relationship with the same family is average, her strength is not strong enough, and the virtues are not matched. This is the situation now.

　　 Wanfang showed hesitation on his face, and finally hesitated, and took out the head token.

　　 "I'll give you this token. To rebuild Sanxian Island, it is the same whether there is a head token or not. Since you know the meaning of this head token, you should keep it safe."

　　 Wanfang took out the token and threw it out.

　　 Zheng Hongji showed excitement on his face.

　　 But at this moment, a blue light shone, and the token was taken away.

"you!"

　　 Zheng Hongji's face changed drastically.

　　 Hong Ming's figure appeared again, holding the token in his hand.

　　 If it were someone else, Zheng Hongji would have killed him a long time ago, but Hong Ming was different. Hong Ming had just fought against the monks in the Tribulation Period positively, and his strength was terrifying.

　　 In front of people like this, Zheng Hongji dared not make trouble.

　　 "This senior, this is the head token, but it is my Sanxian Island head certificate, please return it."

　　 Zheng Hongji lowered his voice.

　　 At the same time, in the spirit, he also spoke to Wanfang:

　　 "This senior was brought by you, the younger sister, don't hurry up and get the head token back."

　　 Wanfang frowned, hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

　　 "Brother Hong, this head token is of no use to you, please return it to Senior Brother."

　　 Hong Ming took the token and started playing.

　　 There is nothing else on the token. On one side, there are these three incomparable figures, and the other side is a fairy mountain, which is also incomparable. However, in this token, there is an extremely mysterious aura.

　　 "Sanxian Island, how many people are there in Qingyuan Realm?"

　　 Hong Ming asked.

　　 Zheng Hongji's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and said: "Senior asked why these things, I have less than a hundred disciples on Sanxian Island, and the strength is not strong, but there is a master uncle who crossed the catastrophe period."

"is it?"

　　 Hong Ming looked at Zheng Hongji with a smile.

　　 As soon as he stretched out his hand, the head token was put away.

　　 Zheng Hongji saw this, his expression changed greatly:

　　 "Senior, what does this mean?"

　　 Zheng Hongji was anxious in his heart.

The head token, to outsiders, is just a symbol of Sanxian Island and has little meaning, but as the confidant of the uncle, Zheng Hongji knows a lot of secrets. This token itself is a not weak immortal artifact. But to stimulate the power of this fairy tool, some special conditions are required.

　　 More importantly, this token is more than that, there are other secrets.

　　 Zheng Hongji's expression is not good, as are the other disciples of Sanxiandao.

　　 Even Wan Fang looked at Hong Ming at the moment with a little complicated expression.

　　 A smile appeared on Hong Ming's face:

　　 "It doesn't mean anything, the Sanxian Island token, you probably got it by accident. I have obtained the inheritance of the Sanxian Island before I came to Xiaoxianjie. This token is more suitable for me."

"you!"

　　 Zheng Hongji can't speak.

　　 Hong Ming is so robbing of the fruit, what can be done.

　　 "In this case, I will tell my uncle about this matter, and he will come to my senior for advice." Zheng Hongji said in a cold voice, and after speaking, he turned around and left.

　　 Zheng Hongji left, and the other monks also left.

　　 No one chose to follow Wan Fang, and Wan Fang was not surprised to see this scene.

　　 "Brother Hong, why do you need this token?"

　　 Wanfang said coldly.

　　 Hong Ming shook his head:

　　 "Sister Wanfang, how much do you know about Sanxian Island?"

Wan Fang raised his eyebrows, with some unexpected questions, but still said: "Sanxian Island is the sect of Qingyuan Realm. It is said that the inheritance comes from the immortal realm. The master and uncle got the inheritance of Sanxian Island by accident and founded Zongmen."

　　 "You got this from your master and uncle, right?"

　　 Hong Ming asked.

　　 Wanfang nodded.

"Sanxian Island was created by three seniors in the immortal world, but unfortunately, these three seniors have already died, and Sanxian Island has also fallen apart. Your master and uncle must have inherited Sanxian Island. Coming."

　　 Hong Ming said coldly.

　　 Wanfang's eyes widened and she was stunned for an instant.

　　 "I have been to the heritage site of Sanxian Island and know the heritage of Sanxian Island, but for some reason, I didn't get the inheritance of Sanxian Island."

　　 Wanfang was silent.

　　 After a long time, Wan Fang said again: "Maybe, but the master is not thin to me. Before I ascend to the immortal world, I will rebuild Sanxian Island, no matter what Sanxian Island used to be."

"it is good!"

　　 Hong Ming didn't say anything.

　　 The two fell silent for a moment.

　　 After a while, Senior Sister Wan Fang saluted, the five-color light on her body shone, and she left soon.

　　 The five-color divine light is a peculiar magical power. Even if it is used for escape, it is extremely fast. Senior Sister Wanfang will never see her again after she leaves.

　　 Hong Ming knew what Senior Sister Wanfang meant.

　　 The head token of Sanxian Island was snatched by Hong Ming, which was unacceptable in Wanfang's view.

　　 Senior Sister Wanfang is a very proud person.

　　 This pride is not only for myself, but also for friends.

　　 Hong Ming took the token and hurt Wan Fang. After that, the relationship between the two ended here.

　　 Hong Ming understood Wanfang's thoughts, but never flinched.

　　 Hong Ming wants to get this token.

　　 This token is the first symbol of the Sanxian Island heritage. There is a big secret in it. Hong Ming doesn't know what it is, but Hong Ming is unwilling to be taken by these people.

　　 And the breath in this token is obviously unusual.

　　 The memories of the nine demon kings flashed in Hong Ming's mind. Similar to this kind of aura, it was unique and represented a certain power in the fairy world.

The meaning of 　　 is extraordinary, so Hong Ming snatched it over.

　　 "How can there be so many right and wrong things in the world, just leave it, maybe hundreds of thousands of years later, in the immortal world, the senior sister will let go of it."

　　 Hong Ming shook his head and continued to walk towards the depths.

　　 Cultivating the first level of the Three Profound Refining Artifacts, Hong Ming's physical strength has greatly increased, and in the small fairy world, it has almost reached a limit. Under such circumstances, Hong Ming is not ready to leave.

　　 The blue light shone on the body, Hong Ming continued to walk deep.

　　 The evil spirit around is getting more and more.

　　 Hong Ming proceeded cautiously. This way, Hong Ming encountered many dangerous places. There was a huge tomb. I don't know which strong man was able to build this tomb before he died.

　　 There is a breath of silence in this grave.

　　 This breath is so strong that people tremble.

　　 "A powerhouse of the Demon Emperor?"

　　 Hong Ming wanted to go in for a look, but forcibly held back.

　　 It's dangerous to go in.

There is also a blood-colored long knife. The sword's energy is tens of feet, and the evil energy around is washed away. The corpses of the celestial being hovering around the knife body seem to be guarding this long knife. .

　　 Hong Ming saw this long knife, and the Qingling Yuanzhu on the Yuan Ying box trembled.

　　 "Houtian Lingbao!"

　　 A hint of horror flashed in Hong Ming's eyes.

　　 This is the first time Hong Ming has seen the Houtian Lingbao in the small fairy world.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Hong Ming saw several strange places.

　　 Everywhere is extraordinary.

　　 Finally, on this day, a city appeared in front of Hong Ming.

　　 I don't know how big this fairy city is. It lies in the deepest part of the Fallen Immortal Valley. Hong Ming stands in front of the fairy city. He only feels that the fairy city is like a creature that has existed for an unknown period of time, giving people an inexplicable oppression.

　　 "Wait, this place is about to enter the dark night. Entering Xiancheng at night time is just looking for death."

　　 Hong Ming thought for a while, and stopped at a small hill near Xiancheng.

　　 Falling into the fairy valley, more and more evil spirits.

　　 At night, Hong Ming's body was exposed to the evil spirits, and the evil energy from all around attacked, and the evil energy attacked towards Hong Ming's flesh. This evil energy was like a flame, destroying and tempering Hong Ming's flesh.

　　 Ordinary cultivating cultivators, with their physical bodies under this evil aura, I am afraid they can no longer hold on.

　　 But Hong Ming is different.

　　 Hong Ming cultivated the Three Profound Refining Artifacts, his body was already incredibly tough, and his entire body's power was terrifying.

　　 Under this evil spirit, not only is the body okay, but it is constantly tempered in the evil spirit.

　　 "The evil spirit in this place is a bit strange. It contains the avenue of life and death, and includes the five elements. It can evolve into a world." Hong Ming used the evil energy to temper his body, and a shock flashed in his heart.

　　 Hong Ming once understood the true meaning of life and death.

　　 This true meaning of life and death is part of the avenue of life and death.

　　 According to reason, the avenue of life and death is, to a certain extent, the avenue of Yin and Yang. But there are many kinds of Yin-Yang Avenues, and the existence of the Avenue of Life and Death alone is also an extremely powerful avenue.

　　 And in the evil spirits around this fairy city, there is a profound way of life and death.

　　 Hong Ming is not afraid of this evil spirit, but from this evil spirit to comprehend the true meaning of life and death.

"The avenues between heaven and earth, each avenue can be divided into countless kinds, such as the avenue of yin and yang, it can be divided into the avenue of life, the avenue of death, pure yin, pure yang, xuanyin, xuanyang, to yin, Zhiyang...If you continue to divide, I am afraid that Yin-Yang Avenue can be divided into nearly a hundred types. Although this Avenue of Life and Death belongs to Yin-Yang Avenue, it has merged with the Avenue of Five Elements and walked out of its own way, forming a brand new road."

　　 The more Hong Ming understood, the more incredible he felt.

　　Even, outside of this fairy city, Hong Ming stayed for three months.

　　 Three months.

　　 The once-in-a-million moment of weakness finally passed, and the evil spirit in the Fallen Immortal Valley was restored again.

　　 The strong suffocation surrounding him is increasing every day.

　　 "If it were in the past, I still had to leave, the evil spirit of this place is so strong, I am afraid that few people can resist it during the tribulation period."

　　 Hong Ming still stayed here.

　　 Finally the sun rose on this day.

　　 Hong Ming stood up and stepped into the fairy city.

　　 Xiancheng, named Immortal City.

　　 is also a taboo in the small fairy world.

　　The monks who have been here are all secretive about this.

　　 Even if it was Di Xin, the Lord of Panlong City, he didn't say much when he mentioned it.

　　 "You will know if you go to see it. There are unpredictable secrets in that place. If you enter during the day, you must get out early. If you wait until night, you will never get out again."

　　 Xiancheng is guarded by formations around it.

　　 There was a fairy light shining above this formation, and when Hong Ming approached, the formation did not stop him.

　　 Hong Ming entered from the city gate easily.

　　 Entering the city gate, Hong Ming's eyes widened.

　　 The whole Xiancheng ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is bustling.

There are stalls selling them, some walking the streets and alleys, there are tea houses, and some medicines are sold...all the things that Xiancheng should have, there are many in this place. Most of the monks here are immortal cultivation bases, and they are distributed. With a very obscure breath.

　　 If it wasn't for Hong Ming to come in from the Little Immortal Realm, Hong Ming wondered if he had gone in the wrong place.

　　 "This place is really a fairy city? Didn't it mean that this place is a place of death and silence, and there is no life?"

　　 Hong Ming's heart trembled.

　　 Walk along the street.

　　 Hong Ming walked to a booth where there were a few treasures and a few jade bottles.

　　 Several treasures are all fairy artifacts. If it is outside, it must be an extremely treasured treasure.

　　 But this place is too ordinary.

　　 The immortals passing by in the surrounding fairy city, none of them voted.

　　 "This little friend, do you have anything to buy?"

　　 The stall owner is an old man, smiling and talking.

　　 Hong Ming's eyes lit up and he said, "Senior, I am also an alchemist, but I don't have the skills to refine elixir, so I wanted to take a look."

　　 "Oh, you can also make alchemy, which is interesting. Come, let me see how your alchemy level is?"

　　 The old man laughed and took out an alchemy furnace and immortal materials: "Here is a red pill, which is the simplest elixir. Can you try it?"

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