monk family

Fly into the air.

A terrifying pressure fell on Fu Shiyi all at once.

Fu Shiyi let out a muffled snort, and her body weighed as much as a thousand junctures fell rapidly. At the same time, the powerful primordial essence in her body surged out, turning into a phoenix hovering above her head, and the speed of Fu Shiyi's descent stopped instantly.

Lord Qilian looked back at the phoenix, her pupils narrowed slightly, and saw a palm-sized token with his right hand out of his sleeve, the word "Long Meng" was engraved on the front of the token, and a flower was depicted on the back. The seven-color lotus was activated with a buzzing sound of the token, and fell in front of Fu Shiyi. The pressure on Fu Shiyi instantly dissipated like snow meeting the warm sun.

Mr. Qilian smiled apologetically:
"Master Fu, I'm sorry, I forgot to give you the pass token."

compared to before.

Lord Qilian showed a little more respect for Fu Shiyi's perfunctory and indifferent attitude.

Fu Shiyi knew that the other party was deliberately probing, so he didn't say much. He took the token, and as it rose to midair, a high wall surrounded the twelve palaces. There are three fake baby monk guards on the left and right.

When the six guards saw Lord Qilian, they immediately went forward to salute:
"Seven Lotus Kings"

"Well, I was ordered by the princess to take county master Fu into Changmeng City."

"Since it is the order of the princess, we naturally dare not disobey, but before going in, we still have to follow the rules."

"It's okay, you can do things as usual."

Lord Qilian took half a step back, turned her head and explained a few words to Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi nodded slightly.

She stepped forward, but saw the six fake baby guards clenching the tactic, and one after another the real energy shot into the air gate, and the hundred-foot-high gate was rippling like water waves, and instantly turned into an invisible gray fog.

In the gray fog that can't be seen at a glance.

He vaguely felt a line of sight falling on her.

Less than three breaths of time.

The gray fog dissipated, and the hundred-foot-high gate returned to its original state.

The six fake baby guards bowed respectfully to Mr. Qilian: "Mr. Qilian is sorry to have delayed you for so long, please come in."

The words fall.

With a loud creak.

The door rumbled and slowly opened to both sides.

Standing at the door.

Fu Shiyi also felt the majestic power of Xuanhuang in Changmeng City. Following Lord Qilian into the room, he fixed his eyes and saw a young dragon lying on the sky above the twelve palaces. The power of Xuanhuang was condensed.

really.

According to the legend, the children of the royal family of the Great Zhou did not cultivate the spiritual power of the five elements, but the power of the Xuanhuang.

among them.

Among the twelve palaces, three hovering young dragons are the most eye-catching, and the palace headed by it looks like a seven-color lotus flower, which is where Princess Qilian lives.

"The princess is still busy with general affairs, so let's enter through the side door."

Mr. Qilian took Fu Shiyi around the main gate and arrived at the corner gate in the northwest. After knocking three times, the corner gate creaked and opened a gap. Stuffing sugar into his sleeves, he opened the door in trepidation and greeted:
"Mr. Qilian, why did you come in through the corner gate today?"

Snapped!
The voice did not fall.

The old woman slapped herself remorsefully.

Mouth shut.

Her body trembled with fright, fearing that Mr. Qilian would punish her for being talkative.

Lord Qilian didn't even look at her, and took Fu Shiyi straight into the corner gate, and walked towards the guest courtyard to the west at an extremely fast speed. Only now did the old woman who stayed in place dare to raise her head, and she poked her head in. He closed the corner door with something bulging in his mouth.