The woman looked fifteen or sixty-seven, and her white clothes were fluttering. She was like a banished immortal coming to the dust, walking out of the thick fog.

His aloof temperament even dimmed Zhao Zhengli.

There was nothing all around, except for him and the woman in white clothes in the distance looking at each other in the mist.

Zhao Zhengli was very vigilant. This place was so weird. None of the hundreds of people in the world came here. He didn't even hear any noise. It was so quiet.

Secondly, this woman is extraordinary and aloof. With every step she takes, the thick fog becomes lighter. After ten steps, the white fog dissipates completely and her vision becomes clear.

Zhao Zhengli looked around subconsciously. He was in the valley, and there was no third person except the two of them. What surprised him was that there was spring under his feet, with green grass and flowers blooming. It was just early spring, and the earth had not yet fully recovered. This tender

Where do grass and flowers come from?

This place is unrealistic everywhere, because the surrounding areas of Wulu Temple are mountains and cliffs.

This is the valley.

Zhao Zhengli was alert again and again, wondering when he would unknowingly slip into it?

Suddenly, the woman in white was a few steps away from him. She wore a lotus crown, gold and silver jade hairpins, swaying jadeite beads, skin as smooth as cream, piercing eyes, and slightly pursed red lips under her delicate nose, covered by white clothes.

The graceful figure loomed, and she was also wary of Zhao Zhengli, exhaling like a blue breath, and said: "Your Excellency, you are also here for the temple? Do you know where this place is?"

"Are you not a wise spirit?"

Zhao Zhengli was stunned at first, thinking that the other party was a weapon spirit related to the Wulu Temple, where was the Immortal Slave! For a long time, he was an "outsider" like himself, but why could she dispel the fog that even the Grand Master could not dispel?

Could it be some unborn, eternally youthful old monster?

The two of them were on guard against each other in this spring-like valley.

In the end, Zhao Zhengli couldn't resist and took the lead in announcing his family status: "I am in Qingguo, Zhao Zhengli of Qingcheng Mountain! May I ask the fairy where he is from?"

The woman in white lazily straightened her hair and did not answer. She looked at the handsome white-faced Taoist priest in front of her: "Are you the "madman" or "human devil" reported in the world? This fair and white face is similar to the rumored evil spirit.

The blue-faced fangs don’t match up either, do they?”

"..."

Zhao Zhengli was the first to learn about his appearance in the world from outsiders. He thought he didn't have a good reputation, but he didn't expect to be so different. In addition, he judged from her tone that she was not very old and had no deep knowledge. She was an old monster with a lot of ups and downs.

Deep, how can one speak and act so unabashedly light?

He calmed down and asked, "Can you tell me who you are now?"

The woman in white said strangely and playfully: "The elders said that Jianghu is dangerous, so I have no comment!"

This statement made him more convinced that he was a peer, so he let go of his restraint and looked at the other person carefully.

This woman is too perfect. The fireworks in the world can never bring out such beauty. Even if he saw Ji Yanyu, who was third on the beauty list, he would not have sighed like this. The latter had some traces of vulgarity, and the one in front of him

It's so perfect that it doesn't even contain the slightest hint of blasphemy.

The woman in white clothes was stared at by the handsome Taoist priest in front of her. She frowned slightly, with an unnatural blush on her face. She bared her teeth and claws to threaten: "You little thief, second-rate idiot, have you seen enough? If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyes and crush them!"

Zhao Zhengli smiled instead of getting angry, and said jokingly: "Are you from Dali?"

The woman in white subconsciously replied: "You know better..." Then she realized and quickly corrected her: "You answered wrong, I am Kuizhou Di from Qingguo!"

Zhao Zhengli couldn't help but laugh. The southern part of Sichuan and Sichuan border on Dali, and their languages ​​​​are somewhat similar. The accent of this "fairy" obviously belongs to the south of Yunnan. I didn't expect such an unworldly fairy to actually have an accent! It's true!

He was so cute, so he asked reluctantly: "I told you my name. Out of respect and politeness, should you tell me your name?"

The woman in white paused, as if thinking about this question: "The great abbot said that all polite people in the world are liars, so you, a second-rate idiot, want to deceive me, right?"

The Dali woman who corrected her accent was far less cute than before. However, Zhao Zhengli noticed that this guy seemed to have a bad mind, and he really responded to the sentence "No one is perfect!". Such a peerless beauty, it is not easy to use her brain... It is a pity that Zhao Zhengli

After looking up and down at the beautiful figure in fluttering white clothes, another thought flashed across my mind;...it seemed feasible!

The beautiful woman in white rolled her eyes repeatedly: "Vulgar, frivolous and polite scum, trying to deceive me!"

"...How do you know?"

Zhao Zhengli was shocked, and his face turned red when his thoughts were discovered. This woman couldn't read minds, could she?

She glanced with disdain: "It's all written on your face, can you tell?"

Zhao Zhengli was wrong, so he changed the subject: "Have you entered the Black Lu Temple?"

The woman who was born like an immortal rolled her eyes at him, as if she was speechless that he would ask such an imbecile question, but she still responded softly: "I can enter the temple, why do I need to talk nonsense with you here?"

"..."

Being choked by the other party's words again, Daochang Zhao was speechless. It seemed that this guy was not stupid!

Just when the two were about to quarrel again, the entire mountain col shook.

"Boom!"

The rocks collapsed, overwhelming the flowers, plants and trees. The two people fled in fear, not understanding the situation at all. They only heard what sounded like a dragon's roar 'roar!' from deep in the backbone of the mountain col. It was deafening and spread in all directions, like a barrel of true energy as thick as a barrel.

The dragon-shaped giant thing soars into the sky, its whole body is crystal clear, but it is extremely real.

As the dragon soared into the sky, the mountain collapsed, and the earth and rocks collapsed, forming a vertical cliff. Zhao Zhengli was stunned, how could this cliff be so familiar?

"roar!"

The dragon turned into transparent gas circled the mountain col for several times, then raised its head and roared, soared into the sky, and turned into a white chess piece in the nine heavens. It hovered for a long time and was absorbed by an irresistible divine power.

The luster of the entire mountainous area was inexplicably dim, and the vegetation was droopy, as if seven or eight points of spiritual energy had been drained away.

"That was the spiritual vein just now?"

Zhao Zhengli opened his mouth in surprise. If he is right, the Zhenqi dragon just now should be the dragon vein here! It turned into a white chess piece? And was taken away? Looking at the vertical cliff again, he suddenly realized that this cliff was not

Is it the cliff that appears in the Wulu Temple? It's just that the two are new and the other is old. The cliff in front of you has not been washed away by the years.

Zhao Zhengli came to an unimaginable conclusion: "Could it be that he accidentally entered another time and space and witnessed the evolution of Jueya?"

The woman in white from Dali Kingdom was already dumbfounded. She sighed in a soft yet lovely voice: "My dear, this is whiter than the fairy tales told by the great abbot!"

Zhao Zhengli didn't laugh, and he didn't have time to laugh, because the ground in this space was shaking and there was a risk of breaking into pieces at any time. The woman in white who turned around exclaimed, "Oh, it's an earthquake, it's an earthquake! I'm not married yet, and I don't want to die."

Ah!", shouted

Although fierce, her body can easily adjust its balance and fit in with the surroundings with the most subtle shaking. This dexterous movement surprised Zhao Zhengli. From a distance, she looked like a tit standing still on the treetop in the strong wind. Despite the strong wind and the flying branches, she

But he can stand still despite the wind.

"A master, definitely a master!"

Zhao Zhengli compared before and after, and found that although he could stabilize his body shape, his swing range was like a gourd in the wind, swaying left and right, which really lacked the style of a master.

"Bang!"

The space exploded like a bubble. The two of them felt their eyes blurred. Then they saw a row of long stone steps leading into the sky in the white mist. They couldn't see the end clearly and couldn't see anything else except the stone steps.

, is the vast white mist, like a ladder in the clouds.

The two of them hesitated for a moment. According to the record, "The clouds and mist steps lasted for nine days, and the temple invited guests here."

The stone steps are the first door leading to the Black Heron Temple.

Are you just so lucky to enter the Wulu Temple? Then you can change the fate of the country and determine the world in one go after entering the temple? This seems simpler?

After being in a daze for a moment, the two looked at each other and took the first step up the stone steps.

"Wave"

The footsteps fell; ripples of black and white energy appeared under the two people's feet, spreading the mist in all directions. The two people's bodies swayed, and their hearts were inexplicably hit by an invisible force.

"call out!"

Two black and white chess pieces flew towards the end of the steps, and landed straight on their ankles. Their movements were immediately severely hindered, and the cold and damp air spread from the soles of their feet to their heart and lungs.

The two of them had to postpone climbing the steps. The woman in white from Dali sighed in a soft tone: "I know it's not easy! Why are you sticking to my feet?"

The two of them were standing on the same stone steps, one step away from each other. Zhao Zhengli could faintly smell a scent of fragrance. His eyes habitually swept across his chest, but he was unexpectedly "caught" on the spot by the other person's gaze. Although his beautiful face was displeased,

But Xiang's cheeks were already flushed, and she slightly angrily raised her jade arm and stretched out two fingers to threaten: "If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyes."

Zhao Zhengli coughed twice to shift the conflict: "There are more than 700 acupuncture points in the human body, including fourteen meridian points, odd points, and uncertain points. Among them, the fourteenth meridian points and the acupoints of the Rendu and Du meridians total 361 regular points. It must be

On this trip up the stairs, you will have 361 acupuncture points all over your body covered with black and white chess pieces!"

The woman in white asked with big beautiful eyes: "How do you know?"

She was talking, but her feet had already stepped onto the second stone step. The black and white air waves reappeared under her feet, spreading like ripples like water waves. Her heart trembled slightly, and the invisible force hitting her heart became a little heavier. The steps at the end of the white mist

Another chess piece flew in the direction and landed on the "Zusanli Point" below her knee. The leg became slightly weak out of control. She said "Ouch" and adjusted her strength to stand firm.

Zhao Zhengli also followed closely, and then stepped onto the five or six steps in one breath. The black and white air waves rippled like waves. The powerless force that hit his heart became heavier and heavier. The chess pieces flying from the end were also firmly attached to the five or six steps like plaster.

above an acupuncture point.

At this moment, the woman in white also believed Zhao Zhengli's speculation. She looked at the five or six black and white chess pieces on the fluttering white dress and murmured: "Really, if 361 acupuncture points are covered, wouldn't it become "chess"?"

"Human piles"? It's so densely packed that it's ugly. It's worth it if you can enter the temple."

"..."

Daochang Zhao didn't say anything.

She took the initiative to ask: "Hey, you idiot, after placing three hundred and sixty-one chess pieces, can we enter the temple?"

Zhao Zhengli seized the opportunity and asked without giving up: "Tell me your name, and I will tell you the twists and turns!"

She rolled her eyes and thought about it for a moment, and then she felt that it was not a loss, so she whispered in a soft voice: "Gao Meili!"

After speaking, her mouth flashed unconsciously with a touch of treacherous smile.

Zhao Zhengli did not notice it. He was thinking about how well he was? Repeatedly thinking about the "beauty list" that he watched a few months ago. The seventh beauty is called "Gao Beauty", as if the granddaughter of Dali Gao Xiangguo.

Zhao Daochang looked at the beauty close at hand, so it was so gorgeous that it ranked seventh. Is there a problem with the beauty list of this Changle Museum?

Repeatedly being unscrupulous, the woman in white also slowly changed from extremely discomfort, and of course, it does not rule out that this Zhao Erliu is good -looking, and it is difficult to raise her disgust.

The same is true of beauty.
Chapter completed!