sbdcsierra Chapter 577 Si He: It’s a bit difficult to get into this circle…
Chapter 577 Si He: It’s a bit difficult to get into this circle…
Hong Shaowu was completely stunned.
His eyes, as big as copper bells, were instantly filled with fear, and beads of sweat kept dripping down his face...
How could there be any other people in this restaurant?
The two practicing fairies were still chatting and laughing. The snowy night outside the window was desolate and silent. The reflection of the fire was dancing among the snow, which was particularly creepy!
He was just an ordinary shopkeeper, how could he have ever seen such a strange thing?
It's really haunted...
But what he couldn't see was a vast and mysterious fairy island floating in the sky above the snowy night, as if waiting for something.
"Shopkeeper Hong, come back another day."
Si He left the gold ingot on the table, unconsciously licked the oily taste on his lips, stood up and walked lightly...
He and Zijun disappeared together!
hum!
The middle-aged man felt an inexplicable explosion in his mind, and his heart trembled violently. He staggered and fell against the door frame, and almost fainted!
Gone...the person is gone!
The two mysterious women floated away, and the golden ingot seemed to still carry a faint fragrance.
Outside the window, the snow was bleak and the wind was howling. The fire was still blazing, and the two of them still had steam rising from their unfinished noodle soup...
Hong Shaowu stared with horror in his eyes, as if forcing himself to wake up from a dream.
He had never seen anything so bizarre! He had never even heard of it!
Even the immortal cultivation that those people in the martial arts school talk about can’t be so powerful!
This must be the legendary Elder Changsheng Sword!
"Mother, mother!"
"Come out quickly..."
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Flying above the Fairy Island.
Si He walked with the woman. Her appearance changed with every step she took, and she turned back into the lazy, beautiful and cold appearance of a demon god.
As for the incarnation, after the soul seal was extracted, it was frozen and sank into the cold pond at home.
"Friend Si Dao, host, please."
Fu Si looked respectful as he watched the two of them walk into the moonlit pavilion. Only then did he calm himself down and quietly follow them to take a seat.
He smiled and looked at the two women for a moment. Seeing their matching smiles, he carefully considered his words and laughed heartily, "Fellow Daoist Si has finally come to his senses and left his old place. After more than three hundred years of seclusion, it's time to go on a journey."
"Old Monster Ke's immortal wine. He hasn't appeared in a thousand years since he retired. I don't have much on hand, so I just happened to use it to entertain you two..."
Si He's beautiful eyes were playful, and she looked at the man in front of her with a smile.
This wasn't the first time she and Fu Si had met; they had even fought before...
If we say that in the past hundred years, among the eighteen countries in the entire Yongning Prefecture, there must have been two truly powerful men with extraordinary means.
One of them is the helmsman of Lanqingji, a true cultivator in the Lianxu realm, Fu Si. His exact lifespan is unknown, but he has been above the heaven and earth for more than 700 years since Yongning opened the city.
The second is the White Horse Temple on Heyang Mountain, where Bodhi traveled in the past. Daoxuan, although he has not practiced for a long time, is now also practicing the true cultivation of refining emptiness.
As for herself... she was just a little demon in the state of transformation, not worth mentioning.
The other five blood sons Pang Zhen from the Blood God Peak, or the head of the Divine Meridian in Xianghenhai, seem to have the final say in the entire Yongning Province, but in fact they are still a long way from being as good as them.
Zijun smiled and glanced at the precious wine the man took out. She whispered curiously, "Do you know each other?"
"Of course!"
Before Si He could speak, Fu Si laughed out loud: "When Zhao Qing was still stationed there, I saw the shadow of Fellow Daoist Si in him."
As if afraid that Si He would not remember, he added emphatically: "That was when the Ruyi inheritance activated the Water Ridge Flow."
Si He smiled and calmly picked up the seven-legged black goblet to examine it. This wine vessel, which was almost a magical treasure... he wondered what it was used for.
She didn't spoil the story and talked about the fight on the shores of the East China Sea.
And Fu Si would never mention it in front of the owner of Tianxiang Tower.
He personally came forward to protect the Yongning clan at that time... but Shou Yunshan slashed out with a sword, and he almost scared him to death.
"Old Monster Ke is...?"
Si He looked at Fu Si with a deep smile in her beautiful eyes, and gave him a way out with a doubtful whisper.
"He is a casual cultivator, who has been in Yujing but not in the capital. He has been in harmony with the Great Dao for three thousand years."
Zijun also took the immortal wine and examined it, chuckling as he continued to explain, "Xiuyuan's Northern Saint Netherworld Prison is Old Man Ke's dojo."
Si He:? ? ?
Holy Nether Prison? Unified Dao cultivator?
There are still independent cultivators at this level... They sound very powerful, and they can probably beat dozens of me. Their skills are not much different from those of the Blood-robed Three Walkers.
"Then this must be a good wine. The ordinary wines from the Holy Nether Prison are also good."
Fu Si smiled and stroked his green beard, saying as a matter of course, "Of course. Fellow Daoist Si has always practiced in seclusion, but you may not know that this wine is not something that everyone can taste. It is almost the immortal wine of the Dao..."
Zijun put down the wine vessel that concealed the secret realm and said with a pleasant smile, "It would be a waste to give her such a precious drink. She will have her own way to realize the great Dao."
"Haha, try it, try it."
The middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest waved his hand, and the seven-legged black goblet suddenly flew across the sky and turned into a frosty moon mirror thousands of feet long!
The wind was howling fiercely, and a chilling coldness filled the air.
A river like a waterfall surged out from the mirror, pulling in the flying snow and the bright moonlight, and merged into a spiritual stream in an extremely mysterious posture, and finally became three crystal ice cups, falling steadily!
Si He looked down calmly, and after a moment's reflection in the moonlight, he casually said with a smile, "Amazing."
She really doesn't know this method. Since she created the world and refined the mountains and rivers, she has already demonstrated the true meaning of refining the void.
Fu Silang smiled and shook his head, raising his glass in greeting: "Senior Sister Zijun is so lucky to have come to Yongning. I was unable to welcome you to the host, so this is my apology."
He had naturally heard the jokes about Zijun Tianxiang, the young owner of the building, but all the friends in Xingque knew him, but no one really regarded him as the most majestic owner of the building.
"Together."
Zijun nodded with a smile, indicating Sihe to drink it at the same time.
She just felt that following Si He was extremely interesting. With such a long life and such skills, yet he was completely unfamiliar with the Yujing Realm, it would be interesting to take him anywhere...
Although Si He's cultivation level was not high, from what she knew, Si He obviously could not be judged based on his cultivation level.
The life and longevity of immortals are accompanied by auspiciousness. After 18,000 years of accumulation, I am afraid that the great way will fall in a moment of waving a hand... It is absolutely not an empty talk to cut off one's life and sever one's soul.
"The Eight Heavenly Fragrances have already decided to go. Fellow Daoist Fu, would you like to go to Shengzhou with us?"
The woman asked casually with a smile, her eyes wandering over Si He.
However, Si He was still silently comprehending the immortal wine, and always felt that... he couldn't taste the saltiness.
"Isn't the Eighth Route Army right before our eyes? Naturally, we should accompany them."
The Taoist chuckled and drank again. Seeing Si He smiling but not saying anything, he called out again, "Fellow Taoist Si."
"Hmm? I'm here."
Si He spoke strangely, as if he had nothing more to say and just responded half-heartedly.
Uh……
Fu Si pondered for a moment, then suggested, "The Lanqing Market in Yongning Prefecture will reopen in eight years."
"Right now, Liao has the greatest resources. Should we continue with the previous arrangements? Or should we postpone the Immortal Gathering meeting?"
"Nowadays, our Yongning Blood Robe is incomparable to the past. The Siyou Sect will obviously have a lot of Golden Cores in the future. How about changing the competition to every twenty years like other immortal gatherings?"
Si He:?
Why are you telling me this?
She felt strange after hearing this, but smiled calmly and said, "It doesn't matter what. I'm not very familiar with the name of Yujing Xingque."
But Zijun, standing nearby, teased Fu Si, smiling and saying, "Fellow Daoist Fu is asking you... whether you want to lead the Chu Kingdom to hold a separate gathering of immortals, and whether the Chu Kingdom's Siyou and the Xianghen Sea Blood God Peak will still discuss matters with the Lanqing Gathering."
Ok?
Now Si He was really confused.
Not to mention that she had been slacking off when following Zhao Qing in the past, even if she was trying her best to understand, she wouldn't understand these things?
She looked at the two of them suspiciously: "I opened the Immortal Collection?"
"The Supreme Xingque will naturally be able to hold another immortal gathering... In the future, the place where Yujing preaches will be under the jurisdiction of Fellow Daoist Si's immortal gathering. At that time, you can call a few fellow Daoists Lianxu to take away the mountains and rivers of Chu." Fu Si nodded with a smile, as if he was a little surprised that Si He knew nothing.
Si He's soul was moved by the woman, and he heard Zi Jun's teasing and joking: "The Supreme One can open the Immortal Collection alone, but the one who presides over the Immortal Collection is not necessarily the Supreme One, and Fellow Daoist Fu is not one of them."
"If you ask me... there's no rush. If you continue to pull up the family business, it will be no different from you being imprisoned in Shouyun Mountain."
Si He:? ? ?
No, I can even open the Xianji?
Should I find a few fellow cultivators to take the Chu Kingdom out of Yongning Prefecture?
I am a god...
There are only ninety states in the world. If we open one more, won’t it be ninety-one states?
"How many Supreme Beings are there in the Five Cities of Xingque?"
Si He seemed to be still not clearly aware of his own identity. He stared at the two of them suspiciously, feeling as if he had been sold out without knowing why.
Hearing this question, the two looked at each other in surprise. Zijun smiled helplessly and said, "It's hard to count. There must be at least a thousand people still practicing in the world, right?"
Fu Si looked at Si He's reluctance strangely, and shook his head in self-mockery: "Only the Immortal Lord He Dao is worthy of the title of Supreme."
"But too many immortals don't care about these things, and they have been in hiding for a long time, their life or death unknown, and they almost never have the intention to create immortals and gather living beings."
Si He:......
Do you think my head looks more like Hedao or my shoulders look more like Hedao?
Obviously, she became the supreme ruler of Xingque because she was entrusted with life... or perhaps it was also the compensation mentioned by Cheng.
Si He secretly estimated that he was probably the weakest among all the Star Que Supremes.
However, Fu Si obviously didn't think so, and was even somewhat respectful to Si He.
It was one thing for this person to be imprisoned in Shouyun Mountain, but he could just ignore him.
But leaving Shouyun Mountain... is obviously another matter.
With thousands of years of practice, Fu Si knew that Yujing Xingque was nothing but a mirage, and only one's own strength was the real foundation.
But those who are strong do not necessarily live longer.
And those who live long will definitely not be weak.
At his level, he wouldn't simply look at other people's cultivation... Especially when Si He's jade knife slashed at him that year, it almost shattered his age. Thinking about it now still sends a chill down his spine.
After a lengthy explanation, Zijun said with a smile, "If we want to open another immortal gathering, we can discuss it with the Supreme Beings who are still in the palace, and then we can start preparing now."
Si He:......
She really found it difficult to cope with the situation, and always felt like... she was being pulled to a level that didn't belong to her.
He was walking with the Eight Walkings of Yujing the day before, and the next day he was discussing matters with the Supreme Lord of Xingque?
Is this circle too difficult to get into...?
Si He felt helpless, always feeling that someone at Zhang Jinyi's level was more suitable for him to follow.
She didn't think much about it, but smiled and shook her head: "No, I'm fine in Chu for now."
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Yaohua Tower.
After a while of getting to know each other, the eleven people from Yujing who were walking together were already strolling around like they were familiar with the place.
Jiang Yanli piloted the vast flying boat, taking everyone through the cloud cities, feeling unusually happy.
Logically speaking, if all the branches of Yujing work together, they can travel all over the world, and they will even be qualified to set foot beyond the waterline in the future.
But now that they have arrived at Yaohuaque, they seem a little cautious and hesitant.
After all... this land doesn't even have a Nascent Soul, and it's already the core of the entire Yujing world.
"That's the Golden Turtle Land that Senior Tan mentioned. Do you want to go and see it?"
As soon as Brother Hu made the suggestion, Nangong Little Loli said excitedly: "Let's go. Even though we can't afford anything, let's see if anyone can stop us."
Qu Ying'er also smiled softly: "The land of Yaohuaque and Golden Ao, I'd like to broaden my horizons."
Zhao Qing and his family leaned quietly against the stone platform of the flying boat. They exchanged glances without saying anything to anyone, as if they were still pondering the situation on Si He's side.
There was a hint of worry in Shuyue's eyes, and the family whispered to each other, "Still can't transmit thoughts?"
"No."
Zhao Qing frowned and thought, then said comfortingly, "It shouldn't be a bad thing. Maybe because of Si He's background, he has had some communication with that senior."
"That would be best... I'm just afraid something might go wrong."
Shu Yue lowered her eyes in dismay, then speculated, "Could it be because Si He used the incense, and the Tianxiang Xing was not legitimate, so there is controversy now?"
Zhao Qing: ...
He smiled helplessly and shook his head, exchanging glances with his aunt.
Xiaoyi said softly and reassuringly, "Bodhi has also used incense, so it's okay. The senior said that the host invited us... there should be news soon."
Gu Qinghuan's phoenix eyes trembled as she quietly stayed beside her master. It was rare for her to be attracted by the surrounding world. She stared at the Yuncheng that was getting closer and closer.
"Qing Huan also thinks it's a good thing. After all, they took us in..."
The vast flying boat approached the mysterious cloud city.
Only ripples like water waves appeared, and the flying boat disappeared among the flowing clouds in an instant, as if it was swallowed by the golden turtle... No trace of it was left!
The next moment, everyone appeared in the vast and lonely mountains.
"This place is also a secret place..." Jiang Yanli calmed down a little and muttered to himself.
Seeing the vast and desolate mountains, rivers and land, a group of people left the flying boat and traveled together to watch.
This secret place is particularly strange.
Every few dozen miles or so, there is a mountain temple with rich spiritual energy. There are great cultivators who have reached the state of spiritual enlightenment constantly passing through the mountain temples, as if they are looking for something.
——This is just a street stall.
At least that's what Zhao Qing thought.
"It's the same stall as the one in the west of Danxia City, but it looks a little more novel."
After hearing the host's laughter, Qing Huan continued with a soft smile: "The ghost market over at Yaoshan is also a bit like this."
Hearing this, Pi Wuwang turned around suddenly and glanced at Zhao Qing's family with resentment.
He looked at Ye Xi, Pu Xiu, and the two Nascent Souls who were following them, and said helplessly, "It's great to have money..."
Having said that, the ripples in Qin Chuxin's heart could not be stopped.
It turned out that it was right to follow Zhao Qing. Tianxiang Xingyao Huaque... Even if she had the opportunity to walk around and take a look, it would probably be after a thousand years of cultivation. After all, she was just a small Nascent Soul.
Nangong Yao led the way and flew directly into a mountain temple.
Everyone followed in in a large crowd, making the originally huge and ancient palace seem a little crowded.
One of the men who was meditating quietly suddenly opened his eyes and looked at everyone in front of him with suspicion.
Foundation building...foundation building...foundation building...Nascent Soul?
Even though he was a true cultivator at the stage of transformation into a spirit, he was still confused for a moment. What was this for?
The man asked in surprise: "Walking?"
"Jiang Yanli from Tianyaozhou, greetings to the senior."
Brother Hu laughed and saluted, quickly giving the other party a reassurance to avoid being kicked out.
Although he didn't elaborate, the man understood and smiled, "My friends, please take a look."
After saying this, he closed his eyes again and meditated without saying anything more.
On the suspended jade table in front of him, there were three damaged treasures placed there, which were obviously used for bartering.
However, most cultivators at this level do not want spirit stones, but rather the essence of their souls, the remnants of the Dao, or precious items that extend their lifespan.
These... Zhao Qing and his group obviously don't have them, but that doesn't stop them from being thick-skinned.
This is the rule of Jin'ao Land. The Xingque Immortal Cultivators can go to the top of the mountain to practice in seclusion, and meet friends in their spare time to exchange what they need.
It is said that it is common for the seniors here to sit here for several months or even years.
Just like what he did in other Cloud Cities before, Zhao Qing put out his own junk before even looking at other people's immortal products.
That is to say, the ancient lamp that Xiang Qin gave him was useless without a wick.
"Senior, would you like to take a look at this?"
The man's expression was calm, and he spoke without even opening his eyes. His voice was very clear and crisp: "No."
Zhao Qing: ...