Chapter 843

In recent years, Wu Yi finally arrived at his destination. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer.

The weather is clear and cool, and the pond is full of lotus. The plum follows the spring rain and the wheat follows the wind. Where the grass and flowers fall, the old warbler and willow branches are light. Jiang Yan practices with her chicks, and pheasants feed their children. Dounan is forever, and everything is bright.

Although the beautiful scenery is good, you are wandering in a foreign land, and the Mingyu world is a big world. There are a large number of immortals. Even if you don't go out on weekdays, once you meet this generation of opponents, you may not be able to keep safe.

Wu Yi looked around and asked the black beetle, "you should tell me where the Gu mother is!"

"The Gu mother does not exist in this world, but lives in the long river of time and space. You will go tens of thousands of miles south from here. At that time, you will see a vast Pinghu Lake, which is the place where the emperor burned his last battle. Find out the cause and effect of the past, and then you can find the Gu mother!"

Wu Yi is not very clear about the saying of black beetle, which involves Taiyi, that is, the way of time and space. He can only believe it for the time being and go there.

When you come to the place mentioned by the black beetle, where you can see the vast Pinghu Lake, it is clearly a desert. You can't see any vitality. It is a bit more desolate than an idle desert.

However, Wu Yi did not doubt the black beetle's claim. Although Pinghu Lake is not seen here, there are traces of magical powers, which come from the same source as the white flame used by the black beetle.

The influence of high-level friars on heaven and earth can never be underestimated. They don't have to take the initiative to attack, but some of their mana dissipates, which is the nightmare of ordinary creatures.

There are hidden rules among friars. When fighting, try to avoid destroying places with abundant vitality. It can be regarded as a gentleman's dispute, but not everyone is a gentleman.

Some life and death disputes, or some people have the intention of sneak attack, where they will worry about these many, where they are suitable for themselves, they will do it! How can you care about the possible retaliation of others in the future.

Compared with these hidden rules that exist in the hearts of monks, the binding power of Shinto may be stronger. Shinto takes people's incense as the source of cultivation, and the fight between unscrupulous monks is their root.

Unruly immortal friars may be retaliated by all gods. Therefore, there are fewer and fewer scenes of extraordinary friars being seen by mortals. They are not really reduced, but go to sparsely populated places such as the sky.

When Wu Yi walked in the Ming Yu world, he basically didn't meet an immortal. In fact, this is also the reason.

This is the most ideal state, but there are exceptions, such as the last battle of burning the emperor, the two sides fell together, and the Shinto wants to be investigated, but there is no place to be investigated.

Wu Yi presses the falling cloud head, steps on this desert land, measures it step by step, and looks for the cause and effect left by the old Gu mother. The divine thing is self obscured, otherwise it can't be said to be a divine thing.

At the moment, a goshawk hovers in the sky. With sharp eyes, looking at Wu Yi is like looking at prey. This is another part of Yuan Rongyi. As long as she wants, many things can come true.

However, when it comes to strength, even the golden elixir is not common, and the real body can not be too far apart.

However, it is precisely because of the ordinary tightness that Wu Yi ignores the past and doesn't take it to heart even when he sees it.

"Is this his real purpose? What is he looking for?" Yuan Rongyi thought in her heart. With the eyes of the goshawk, she searched the scenery within a hundred miles and got nothing, so she fell down and stood on a withered and immortal ancient tree. The leaves had withered, but the trunk was still tall and straight, guarding the place like a guard.

The white flame burned everything, making this place lifeless, and its hegemonic power, even thousands of years later, is shining like the sun, shining for thousands of miles, and there is no strange smell.

Wu Yi spent three days walking through all the land and got nothing.

Finally, Wu Yi's eyes turned to a huge stone, which is also the most prosperous place for LINGJI nearby. The mountain takes stone as the bone and stone as the essence of earth. The haze contains persistent moisture, and the moss helps the youth.

Wu Yi followed the mountain path into the stone mountain. It was steep and towering, quiet and fragrant with flowers. Wild cranes inhabit several trees and pines, and several withered willows and mountain warblers. The curved path of Piper is hanging, and the stone echelon Ge climbs the cage. But it's a good place to live in seclusion.

As Wu Yi expected, this place is already a place with a master. At the top of the mountain, it is a misty stone house.

Go to the place where the smoke and clouds are indifferent, and the people in the fairyland are clear. It's just time to clean your body and cultivate. It's suitable to plant bamboo and flowers. Every time I see a crane from the emerald rock, I hear a frog from the green marsh.

Wu Yi is looking at the appearance of the fence. A Zhongqi Chunhe voice comes from the inside, "why don't you have a cup of wine when guests arrive?"

The fence opens, and frogs jump out of the pond and turn into human shapes. On the left is a boy and on the right is an image of a maid. Bow down and invite Wu Yi to enter.

The garden was originally full of flower buds or buds, but when Wu Yi passed by, the flowers and plants showed their colors and were colorful, which meant a thriving school.

The master here is quite familiar with the way of good fortune! Wu Yi thought about it in his heart, remained calm and calmly entered the house.

There is an old man, who is not like a mortal figure. He can't see the details at all. He can't point out that he is a figure he can't provoke. Wu Yi started and said, "dare you ask the name of a fairy?"

The frost capital old man saluted back and said, "it's rare for an old man to be born. The guest calls me the old man in the air!"

After their respective rites, the old man Lingkong arranged Wu Yi to sit down. He had his own frog servant to pour tea and water and prepare utensils.

"Do guests carry friends?" the old man asked after taking his seat.

Wu Yi is about to say no, but old man Lingkong is the master here. Maybe he didn't find the follower, but he found it.

Therefore, Wu Yi thought a little and said, "friend or not, I don't know. If you're not a fairy, please come together?"

Lingkong old man saw Wu Yi's careful thinking. He smiled and showed his wide robe. Not long ago, a goshawk appeared beside Wu Yi, which made Wu Yi puzzled.

"Why don't you show your true face when the guests come?" the old man Lingkong smiled, kind and kind, but in Yuan Rongyi's eyes, it was frighteningly tight.

Involuntarily, the goshawk split up, and the image of Yuan Rongyi appeared in front of Wu Yi, and then disappeared. Wu Yi's expression also changed from initial doubt to surprise, and finally became angry. Of course, there was some sense of shame in his anger.

Not long ago, Yuan Rongyi came to the stone mountain to meet the old man Lingkong.

In this way, Wu Yi and Yuan Rongyi sat side by side, but their looks were unnatural.

The old man Lingkong ignored the disputes between them and said, "I've been waiting here for thousands of years just to wait for someone. I've been waiting for a long time, but I'm lucky to meet you once. If you don't stint on pearls and jade and sit wide and talk, it can be a great pleasure in life!"

"Xianweng's words are important!" Wu Yi and Yuan Rongyi said the same way.