Being targeted by Junior Brother Black Lotus

Chapter 100 Secret Realm Penglai Fairy Mountain

"I'm not telling you to hurry up, who knows that you are still a coward, just hug when you come up." At this point, many disciples fell next to the two one after another, Ling Yun remonstrated and silenced, but his ears were still faintly red.

The heads of the immortal sects are still making final preparations for their disciples to enter the ancient secret realm, and the disciples form a group in twos and threes to cheer each other up.

Here, Jiang Xiyu turned around in embarrassment because of Ling Yun's remonstrance's abrupt end, but saw dozens of people standing gracefully at the front of the immortal team, both men and women were dressed in white, and even the hair on their heads was in a daze. The accessories are also mainly in light plain colors, the only difference is that they have different designs and colors of Qiankun bags and different styles of forbidden steps on their waists or pendants.

The sleeve was pulled suddenly, Ling Yunjian lowered his head and saw the girl's white fingers grasping his red sleeve and shaking it back and forth.

"Junior brother, which fairy mountain disciples are they?" Why do they all seem to have a unique fairy spirit, Jiang Xiyu's eyes are flooded, as if they have seen something beautiful and sacred, this is her. Imaginary cultivator!

Ling Yunjian's eyes glanced at the crowd in white clothes, and when he turned around, he saw the girl looking at them longingly.He stepped in front of her, completely blocking her view.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The eyes suddenly turned red, Jiang Xiyu looked up and saw the young man staring at the expressionless face, she stated: "You are blocking my sight."

"Didn't you ask me which fairy mountain they are from?" Ling Yunjian said: "Sister Bai said that it is polite to look into the eyes of others when talking to them."

I don't have auditory hallucinations, you, a big villain, are actually being polite?The most rude person in the whole text is you, right!You never ask for the will of the victim when you kill, do you still need to be polite? You!

Seeing that the girl's eyes widened in disbelief at first, and then she started to lose her mind, Ling Yunjian slightly leaned over and approached her with narrowed eyes: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing!" Jiang Xiyu came back to her senses, and immediately took two steps back staggeringly, then looked up at him dissatisfied: "Unless it is not necessary, you should be careful not to get so close to me, it will cause unnecessary misunderstanding, I want to explain I don't know." Although no one believed the rumor that she likes to pick off the junior brother's clothes, it also attracted a lot of people's attention to her.

Especially Hei Xinlian has such a face that people and gods are angry with each other. Although he used to be low-key and could wrap himself up as a well-behaved and sensible junior, but as he grows older, the childishness of the boy gradually fades, and he has already attracted many girls. The eyes of the monks.

Ling Yunjian's eyes flashed: "Explain what?"

Jiang Xiyu: "Of course it's to explain that the relationship between you and me is just a simple senior-sister-brother relationship."

Yesterday, a junior sister came to her door to ask her if there was any special relationship with Ling Yunjian, and then she swore to the sky again to send him away.

Ling Yunjian looked at Jiang Xiyu silently for a long while without speaking.

Jiang Xiyu focused all her attention on the group of white-clothed disciples, she blinked her eyes, and changed the subject again: "How about I exchange things with you?"

Ling Yun remonstrated: "In exchange for what?"

As if coaxing a child with sugar, Jiang Xiyu smiled sweetly and said, "Tell me which fairy mountain they are disciples from, how about I give you a magic weapon?"

Ling Yunjian glanced at her, and said without much interest: "I don't lack magic weapons."

"Okay then." Jiang Xiyu shrugged, and smiled indifferently: "If you don't want to exchange with me, I'll ask someone else, maybe even save the magic weapon."

As she spoke, she looked as if she was about to ask a fellow student next door, Ling Yunjian pulled her back with a dark face, and said reluctantly: "Penglai."

"What?" Jiang Xiyu didn't hear clearly, and asked again: "Sorry, it's a bit noisy around, and your voice is so quiet, so I didn't hear clearly."

If it weren't for her expression not seeming fake, Ling Yunjian would have thought she did it on purpose: ".Penglai Xianshan."

It turned out to be the Penglai Fairy Mountain that has existed for thousands of years!She finally saw the most mysterious cultivator in the book! !

If Tianchi Xianshan has the highest force value in the current world of cultivating immortals, then Penglai is the most mysterious and oldest fairy mountain with the establishment of immortal gates.

In terms of personal cultivation, Tianchi Xianshan is even worse.But when it comes to the overall strength of Xianmen, Penglai is even worse.

For example, of the ancient monsters that existed in the ancient secret realm this time, only Penglai still has an album of records.Because 500 years ago, during the chaos of the Three Realms, tens of thousands of ancient monsters were almost extinct, and even the books of monsters recorded in pictures and texts were destroyed in the large and small wars of later generations.

But Penglai is a refuge from the world, and the entire fairy mountain was born on an island, floating on the sea far away from the Three Realms.At that time, the immortals in Penglai predicted the tragic war of the Three Realms, so they worked together to set up an enchantment and sealed the entire mountain in Xiandao for more than 1000 years.It was not until 200 years ago that Penglai Xianshan finally appeared in the Three Realms.

At this time, the Three Realms already had a new pattern.

In the 500 years after the War of the Three Realms, the new Xianmen has established its status and strength.No matter how strong Penglai's background is, it can't withstand the current situation of withered disciples. Until today, it has only cultivated less than a hundred disciples.

Between the two, Tianchi Xianshan is a rising star, while Penglai is an ancient fairy gate that survived in the cracks.

With emotion in his heart, Jiang Xiyu took out an item from his bosom and handed it over: "Here, here it is for you."

Ling Yunjian was about to say no, but saw that the so-called "magic weapon" in her hand was very different - a small wooden sign was dropped on a braided black gold rope.

".what is this?"

"The protective wooden sign." Jiang Xiyu grabbed one end of the rope and lifted it up, let the wooden sign fall naturally, and then shook it left and right in front of his eyes: "How is it? I know you are exquisite and particular, and you have studied it for a long time. Isn’t the pattern made up by Su very beautiful?”

Looking at the smug girl, Ling Yunjian suddenly paused and said after a while: "This is a magic weapon you made yourself? Do you want to give it to me?"

Jiang Xiyu's eyes froze: "What? You don't think you're ugly, do you?"

As she said that, she was about to take back her hand, but Ling Yunjian on the opposite side grabbed the wooden sign tightly.

The boy's voice was full of joy that he didn't realize himself: "Although it's a bit ugly, but since it's my senior sister's wish, I'll reluctantly accept it."

Heh, I didn't expect it to be a duplicity black lotus!
"Although the grade of this protective wooden plaque is not high, its function of avoiding evil is much better than that of talisman paper." Jiang Xiyu said again: "And the pearl buckle on the rope is too big point, but I engraved a single-person teleportation array on it, if you encounter danger in the secret realm, you can open it by dropping a drop of blood on the bead, and the teleportation distance is about 5000 meters." The single-person teleportation array was also used that day. Inspired by the disciples of Wuda Mountain when they were chasing after him.

The young man picked up the fingernail-sized wooden beads that fell at the end of the rope. Sure enough, patterns were densely engraved on them. The thin and curved cracks were filled with cinnabar, and a faint spiritual energy adhered to the bead surface.

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