The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Pei Xihe chewed on the mysterious scriptures on the stele, and what just poured into her eyebrows from the hibiscus tree branch was also a means.

She remembered the murmurs of Gu Xian's obsessive incarnation when she left Wan Gu Xian Sha for the first time.

"Go forward boldly. I'm not the only one helping you. It's time for you to go back."

The "not only me" that Gu Xian said back then means that there is a second person.But at that time, she was besieged and killed by the Mahayanas of Xiansha, and she was eager to find Tianzhu to return to Shenzhou, so she couldn't take care of it.

The method in this wooden branch was left by the "second person".

Although Xixuan and the other Golden Crows knew the importance of Pei Xihe to their clan, they also understood that the Shenwu should soar above the heavens and gallop all over the world.

The reunion of luck numbers is the greatest benefit. Naturally, they will not restrict intervention in the choices Pei Xihe has made.

Seeing that Pei Xihe urged the golden thread, Xixuan used his magic power to get a new branch of the hibiscus tree, with several dark green round single leaves with gold patterns on it. extend.

The wooden branch fell in front of Pei Xihe, and he said, "If Diji can successfully enter the fairy temple or other small thousand worlds, she can also use this sacred tree branch to return to the Golden Crow Divine Land."

"Di Ji, be more careful along the way."

Pei Xihe nodded. The strand of golden thread had completely turned into a halo and enveloped her body. She held the branch and put it into the palace of the underworld, and her figure dissipated on the spot.

Falling into the space tunnel again, Pei Xihe's face was calm, and the turbulent flow of space around her couldn't hurt her at all.

She circulated the mana in her body, and suddenly her speed increased a little, and she jumped to the end of the tunnel very quickly.

Pei Xihe's current realm is quite different from what she sees. She stared at her pure golden pupils, and saw mysterious runes flashing on a light curtain, ancient and profound, with the hazy gray of chaotic newborn.

She reached out to touch the light curtain, wanting to pass through the line between the worlds and enter it.

But sensing the magical power of Pei Xihetian's fairyland, the blue-gray luster suddenly became brighter, and when she flicked her hand away, dense thorns suddenly formed, preventing her from approaching.

Pei Xihe squinted her eyes, a halo dripped from the center of her brows and landed on the light curtain, slowly tearing open a crack like a knife blade.

She stretched her brows, raised the corners of her lips, and jumped in, entering this fairy temple for the third time.

The surrounding aura is rich, far superior to the ordinary Xiaoqian world. Today, Pei Xiheru's spiritual root has undergone transformation under the thunder, completely integrated into the soul, and manifested as a Dao mark mark on the primordial spirit. At this moment, a faint halo is emitted, involving Aura enters the body.

This is the inevitable process of cultivating to become a fairy. The spiritual roots return to the primordial spirit, which is the embryonic form of the real body of the dharma.And the monster clan cultivated to this state by using the ninety-nine thunder calamity to stimulate the inheritance blood, temper the monster clan's real body, and continuously trace the supernatural powers of the ancient ancestors.

Pei Xihe has just grown up in the fairyland, if it is not necessary, she should retreat and practice to condense the real body of the Dharma, but there are priorities, and she can't take care of them.The metamorphosis and thunder calamity lasted for about 300 years, and the current state of Tianxu Shenzhou is unknown. In addition to the information left in the wooden branch, she must verify the authenticity as soon as possible.

Now that she has come to this world again, her state of mind has changed drastically. With her feet on the sky and the sky, her thoughts spread, she found out all the surroundings, selected the direction, and turned into a ray of golden light.

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Emperor Zhaocheng, Donghuang Pavilion.

Tianxia broke through more than 130 years ago, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of the late Mahayana. If it is not restricted by the fairy temple, he can try to become a fairy, but this person's strength is not enough to turn the tide.

Today’s Donghuang Pavilion is without the blessing of Fusang God’s branch for the practice of fire cultivators, and when the power of the magic circle is exhausted, the news is revealed, how could the other two university palaces give up such an opportunity, and the recruitment of new disciples failed round after round , and now they are extremely weak.

Tianxia, ​​Tianqing, and Tiancheng sat high on the stage, all of them looked very unattractive.

Tianxia took a deep breath and said: "Now that the fire essence and gold elves have been consumed, the formation is no longer able to support it. Fuyue Tower and Changci Hall also intend to cut off the purchase from our pavilion. This method is no longer feasible. .”

"We have to find a way out."

Tiancheng clenched his fists, and his voice was harsh.

"It's all that demon girl who stole the holy object and made the senior brother..."

Tianqing interrupted him. Although she looked like an old woman, her voice was as light as a young girl's. With indifference, she said slowly: "The Fusang god tree belongs to the Jinwu clan, and we really can't fight back when the female cultivator takes it back."

"It's impossible for our East Emperor Pavilion to rely on this thing forever. Its divine power is constantly declining, falling off debris, degenerating into ordinary wood, and being carved by us as tokens."

"This catastrophe will happen sooner or later. Either we should deal with it now, or people will deal with it later. How to solve the difficulties at this moment is the most important thing. Passing through trials and tribulations, attachment and resentment are just self-defeating, Tiancheng, Don't think about it."

Tian Xia nodded, he also figured it out in a hundred years of retreat, and no longer let resentment cloud his mind.

But his complexion changed suddenly, and he stood up from the high seat with a solemn expression.

"A breath is rapidly approaching Dizhao City, Tiancheng stays in the pavilion, and Tianqing goes to investigate with me."

This breath came unscrupulously, without any concealment, it might be an enemy attack.Dizhao City is the most powerful city of the human race, how dare the various races in this fairy temple be so domineering and arrogant? !

Two figures jumped out of the pavilion, and appeared at the gate of the city in just a few breaths.When they came here, they found that the rulers of the other two schools and the city lord's mansion were all here.

Counting the two of them, there are eleven Mahayana cultivators gathered here, all of whom are the top fighters of the human race.

And Tian Xia looked at the person who came, his face suddenly flashed a bit of surprise, and he murmured in his heart: "It turned out to be her?"

The female cultivator who stole the hibiscus tree back then!But she didn't leave the fairy temple back then, and now she has returned. This is the third time she has entered the fairy temple.

What kind of means does she have to go back and forth three times? They have also captured people outside the boundary and know the restrictions.

And Pei Xihe looked at the eleven monks with majestic aura, her complexion did not fluctuate, she stood in the void, took a step forward, her eyes were shining with golden brilliance.

"I'm here to fetch something, you wait to go back by yourself."

The coercion of her cultivation spread out, causing everyone present to tremble with fear, and the most shocking one was none other than the grand master named Xue Qing.

He is thin, with white eyes, complex complexion, fear, resentment, doubt.

At the beginning, he was the one who deduced the origin of Pei Xihe's fate and was backlashed and blinded. So far, the medicine stone has no effect. Although the power of thought can sense the surroundings, it is different after all.

He was so impressed that Nian Li recognized Pei Xihe just by looking at him.

Her golden eyes were burning, her crow-blue hair was flying in the air, but in her perception, that thin body contained terrifying power, her demeanor was outstanding, even more dazzling than the sun behind her, it was heartbreaking.