Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 204 To the bank of Dongling River

"Come on, don't panic, sit still."

Elder Lian Jing raised his right hand and pressed it in the air, frowning.

Following his movements, an invisible force rose out of nowhere, and with a light push from the thighs of the young monks, they easily stabilized the crooked figures of the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Elder Lian Jing reminded in a warm voice, "Yinque's air defense speed is extremely fast, you wait to activate the defensive shields to avoid being hurt by the strong wind."

"Yes."

When everyone heard the words, they activated their spiritual shields one after another.

All of a sudden, dozens of transparent light shields of different colors flickered on the back of the broad silver bird.

Elder Lian Jing glanced hastily from the corner of his eye, and saw that everyone had been settled properly, so he stepped past the crowd, walked to Da Bird's shoulders and stood with his hands behind his back, and stopped talking.

In a small place like Zongyuan City, it doesn't matter if there is a seedling with good qualifications, those who come out of a small place are always a bit petty.

As Elder Lian Jing thought about it, he couldn't help showing a look of contempt on his face.

Liu Xiaolu looked around, the faces of more than a dozen young monks all had novel and excited expressions, if it wasn't for the pressure from Elder Lian Jing, a senior in the alchemy stage, they would have already been arguing at this time group.

Elder Lian Jing stopped and said nothing, and the young monks in Zongyuan City did not dare to speak rashly. For a while, they could only hear bursts of hunting wind whistling past them.

But after all, it was a group of teenagers in their teens, everyone just had a quiet cup of tea, and then they couldn't help becoming restless.

In front of Elder Lian Jing, although everyone didn't dare to be too presumptuous, they couldn't help but sit around in twos and threes, trying their best to lower their voices and whisper to their ears.

The silver-winged bird flies very high, even with Liu Xiaolu's eyesight of the ninth level of Qi training, it is difficult to see the scenery on the ground clearly through the layers of clouds and mists, and can only vaguely see the picturesque mountains and rivers under his feet The river kept receding rapidly.

Watching and watching, Liu Xiaolu suddenly felt someone poke in his ribs, turned his head to look, and saw Hu Ruxing squeezed beside him more than once, holding a bulging lotus root brocade bag and stuffing it into his arms .

"What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Liu Xiaolu hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, not wanting that Hu Ruxing's hands were extremely fast, he pushed the bag into Liu Xiaolu's arms, and it slid to Hu Rujue's side like a loach.

"My father and mother have packed too much rags for me on this trip. I think it's a burden, so I will share some with you."

Hu Ruxing stuck out her tongue, took out a white kit from another cuff, and stuffed it to Hu Rujue.

Thin and small Hu Rujue took the kit, his eyes turned red immediately, he sucked his delicate nose, and tugged on Hu Ruxing's sleeve while saying something.

It's just that the wind was too loud, and the boy's voice was too low, so I don't know if Hu Ruxing could hear what he said clearly.

"Thank you Seventh Brother." Liu Xiaolu hesitated for a moment, but still put away the kit from Hu Ruxing, and expressed his thanks with pursed lips.

Probe squeezed the kit in his arms, through the touch from his fingers, Liu Xiaolu knew that there should be a lot of spiritual stone pills in it.

In fact, in normal times, Liu Xiaolu would never accept these things easily.

But in all fairness, she did not prepare enough for this trip to the secret realm. It was about the people Liu Xiaolu cared about the most. She did not dare to be careless, so she could only keep Hu Ruxing's love in the deepest of her heart.

……

Everyone flew eastward on the silver-winged bird.

Along the road, they picked up several waves of young cultivators from the Xiuxian family. They stopped and stopped until the sun set to the west, and finally flew to the bank of Dongling River.

When they reached the place, the silver-winged bird did not land, but hovered at a position about twenty feet above the ground.

Elder Lian Jing, who was dressed in a green shirt, walked down the bird's back, stretched out his hand and gently pushed towards an open space by the river.

The sixty or so young monks on the bird's back immediately fell from the air like beans falling from a bamboo tube. Before everyone could cry out in surprise, they were supported by an invisible force and landed firmly on the ground.

Not far from where everyone landed, two monks, a man and a woman, stood side by side.

The man was dressed in black, with a stern look on his face, while the woman looked young, wearing a goose yellow dress, with a faint smile on her face.

Elder Lian Jing smiled and cupped his hands at the two of them, and said loudly, "Fellow Taoist Lingxi, Fellow Daoist Juechen, I haven't seen you for many years, and you two are still as handsome as before."

The black-clothed male cultivator just nodded slightly as a greeting.

But the female cultivator in the yellow dress said coquettishly, "Your fellow daoist is used to making fun of people. I heard that fellow daoist has entered the late stage of alchemy a few years ago, but my family doesn't have the talent of fellow daoist, and I'm already stuck in the knot. Dan early years."

Just looking at this woman's face, she can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu, but when she speaks, her voice is very mellow and charming, which can't help but make people feel good.

Liu Xiaolu, who was also a woman, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The black-clothed male cultivator frowned slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't intend to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Lingxi is just joking, I have grown up to be a fellow Daoist for sixty years, if my cultivation level is not as good as that of a fellow Daoist, wouldn't it be ridiculed?

The whole journey of practice should be done in a natural way, and it should not be rushed. I think the aura of Taoist friends is full and solid, and they can break through in a short time. "

Elder Lian Jing laughed, and said casually.

Seeing Lian Jing walking towards them, Jiang Juechen turned his head and said to Ye Lingxi, "I'll go and count the number of disciples in the sect."

"Okay, Brother Jiang, let's go." Ye Lingxi smiled with his eyes bent, as if he knew that the two of them were not getting along well, so he didn't keep him.

Liu Xiaolu was stretching his neck, intending to hear what the two elders would talk about next, but he heard a somewhat hoarse voice from the front of his team.

Looking up, I saw Jin Ziqi in white clothes holding a white jade slip in his hand and standing at the front of the line together with another young disciple of He Dao Sect.

The portrait of Jin Ziqi has long been sent to Yuchuan by the City Lord's Mansion, so it is not difficult to recognize him.

I saw that his brows were tightly furrowed at this moment, and his face showed a bit of fatigue, obviously he had been busy here for a long time.

"The disciples of the sect stand on the left, and the disciples of the family stand on the right. Please form a team first. Later, the sect will test the bone age and check the belongings for everyone."

Liu Xiaolu squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the young city lord of Zongyuan City, and found that even with his strength of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he couldn't see his cultivation at all.

It seems that this person has already broken through to the tenth level of Qi Refining.

Regarding the arrangement of Jin Ziqi, everyone did not have any objections, and there was no need to open their mouths to discuss it. A dozen young monks from Zongyuan City spontaneously formed a small team.

Not long after, as the team moved slowly, Liu Xiaolu finally came in front of Jin Ziqi.

Jin Ziqi looked Liu Xiaolu up and down, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Sister Hu family, it really is better to meet you than to be famous."

　A wave of corpses~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)