Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 362: First courtesy, then force, the monk's strangeness
"Mr. Mo, Qingcheng Zhao Shouyi is here to visit you!"

After thinking about it, Zhao Shouyi decided to use courtesy before force. If this person didn't have that idea and just barged in, it would seem a bit rash.

Although the sound was mixed with spiritual power and had strong penetrating power, it was greatly weakened after passing through this large formation. By the time it reached the ears of everyone, it was almost inaudible.

"There seems to be some sound."

Sikong Qianluo frowned, and heard a faint sound in his ears, mixed in with the waves. If he didn't pay close attention, he might not be able to hear it at all.

She looked at Tang Lian and Lei Wujie standing beside her, as if asking, did you hear it?

Lei Wujie and Tang Lian have not yet broken through their realms and are still at the great perfection of the free earth realm, so they were completely unaware of the sounds that Sikong Qianluo could not hear clearly.

As for the others, such as Xiao Se, Ye Ruoyi and Mu Chunfeng, they did not hear any noise for various reasons.

It was strange that the other four people who were in the mysterious realm of wandering in the spirit world who were present did not notice anything unusual.

"arrive."

There was a hint of something strange in Mo Yi's eyes, but he was standing at the front and no one could see his eyes, so this fleeting look of something strange didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

With his words, everyone's attention was drawn over again.

Not far ahead is a small island. It is not very big and is surrounded by green. There seems to be a mountain in the middle with a yellow crane hovering above it. This beautiful scenery, above the blue sea, seems like a paradise.

“So beautiful~~”

Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but sigh.

“What a paradise.”

After all, she is a girl and it is easy for her to be moved by the scene, so Ye Ruoyi also said something.

Lei Wujie grabbed the railing with both hands, wishing he could rush over and feast his eyes. When he heard the two girls talking, he also echoed them, "That's right, that's right. I'm afraid this fairy island can only be seen here."

Soon, Mo Yi controlled the cedar boat and came to the vicinity of the island. Regardless of what everyone said, he jumped lightly and came to the shore. Then he walked and said, "Everyone, please follow me!"

Xiao Se and the others did not suspect anything. Along the way, Mo Yi displayed the demeanor of an immortal. They were deeply impressed by this immortal who was so graceful in his every move. In addition, Zhao Shouyi and the wine immortal Baili Dongjun had both spoken highly of this immortal before, so they followed him off the boat without any doubt.

The three people who were in the mysterious realm who had something to ask for naturally didn't think much about it. They just thought that their chance had come, so they got off the boat together.

Having finally met this immortal, they naturally wanted to ask for more advice on how to break through. As for whether the immortal would agree or not, they had never considered it from beginning to end. Perhaps it was the preconceived impression that made them think that the immortal would not be the kind of person who would cherish his own achievements and would be willing to share his cultivation experience.

Only one person, Zhang Yihu, the wall-facing monk from Hanshan Temple, looked at the nearby island and always felt that something was wrong. Although the immortal who called himself Mo Yi acted indifferent, he had a feeling that if the other party really had no desires, why would he meet them?
Is it because of Xiao Se, the prince with dragon energy? ? Probably not. At his level, he no longer cares about secular royal power. Let alone a prince, even if the emperor himself comes, what does it matter? But he couldn't guess what the other party was planning. Watching Xiao Se and others gradually go away, Zhang Yihu sighed in his heart.

"Amitabha, now that we are here, let's make peace with it. It's me who is getting too attached to it!"

They have already arrived here, and there is a large formation blocking the way outside. Without Mo Yi's guidance, they cannot get out. In this case, what is the point of his worrying?
He turned around and glanced far behind him. In fact, when the little girl Sikong Qianluo said that there seemed to be some sound, he seemed to have heard it as well. After sitting facing the wall for thirty-seven years, he did not gain nothing.

He did not learn the knowledge of the past lives of the Great Compassion Zen Master, but he unexpectedly learned the knowledge of divine hearing and divine movement. Different from the vague sound that Sikong Qianluo heard, he heard two words intermittently - "visit."

On the way here, the immortal said again that he didn't like meeting some people, so he didn't say anything. He guessed in his heart that the person outside should be here to visit, just like the three immortals who followed Xiao Se.

As for the truth, he had no way of knowing it for the time being.

"Grandmaster."

Sikong Qianluo had a good impression of this wall-facing monk from Hanshan Temple. When she noticed that there was one person missing from the team, she stopped and looked behind her.

Seeing that Li Yihu was still on the cedar boat and had not moved for a long time, he shouted, "Zhang Yihu's realm is not low, he is a wandering god in the mysterious realm, but Mo Yi is an immortal. Even if he asks him about the problems he encountered in his practice later, it will be a great opportunity!"
"Amitabha!!"

Li Yihu's eyes returned to calmness and he took a step forward. The next moment, he disappeared on the deck, and then his figure flashed and he came to the team.

Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. Sikong Qianluo had a good impression of him, and he also had a good impression of the girl with the gun. She was generous and generous, and her every move was based on her heart, like a mirror reflecting her clear heart. In Buddhism, such a person is qualified to become a disciple of Buddha.

"Miss Sikong, if anything goes wrong later, you will stay with me."

Sikong Qianluo was stunned. This was the skill of transmitting sound into secret. She turned her head and glanced at the monk. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes. They had already arrived at the destination. Could there be any danger? But in the end, she didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

"what happened?"

Tang Lian was right next to Sikong Qianluo. Seeing Sikong Qianluo's strange behavior, he asked softly.

"nothing."

Sikong Qianluo thought about it and didn't say much. It would be very rude to say that there would be any danger when coming to someone else's territory. Besides, the incident had not happened yet, and it was still uncertain whether it was true or false. If the immortal was annoyed because of these words, it would be a waste of time.

On the other side, Zhao Shouyi had been talking for a long time but there was no response. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He was sure that at Mo Yi's level, the other party should have heard his words, but there was still no response.

There are two possibilities at the moment. First, the other party has gone out, but this possibility is not high. As an old otaku, the probability of Mo Yi going out is about the same as the probability of winning the lottery. Then there is another possibility, that is, the other party is deliberately avoiding himself.

"I hope it's not like that."

(End of this chapter)