Therefore, at this time, a large number of immortal cultivators turned their attention to the three fairy islands in paradise.
Although the Three Immortal Islands recruit disciples widely, not all disciples will be accepted.
It is said that Penglai Immortal Island, one of the three great Immortal Islands, is different from the other two Immortal Islands in how they accept disciples.
Penglai Immortal Island only recruits disciples every five years. In addition to going through many tests, Penglai Immortal Island's unique 'Immortal Fate Bottle' must be recognized to determine whether you are suitable for cultivating immortals. After three days of travel, Fei Qing
Yin and Xishu arrived at the foot of Qixiu Mountain.
At this moment, the sky is dark and the stars are twinkling.
One person and one mouse found an abandoned earth temple at the foot of the mountain. They planned to rest for one night and then go up to Qixiu Mountain the next morning.
After simply eating some dry food, Qingyin picked up some dry grass in the corner and spread it under the table dedicated to the Earth God and the Eight Immortals, using this small corner to rest for the night.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that this withered grass would be quite soft to sleep on!" Xi Shu lay on his back on the blanket with his feet in the air, and his body was covered with a thin blanket.
Fei Qingyin took down the red cloth at the four corners of the table, and the Eight Immortals table naturally turned into a simple 'house'.
"Go to bed early. Let's go up the mountain early tomorrow morning!" Fei Qingyin put the luminous pearl in her hand into her clothes and lay down.
This small luminous pearl was a birthday gift from her mother, and it was also the most valuable thing in her family.
Xi Shu yawned, rolled his eyelids, and quickly fell asleep.
Fei Qingyin put her hands behind her head, her eyes like pearls shining with moist luster in the dark night.
She stared at the back of the Eight Immortals table above her head, blinked for a while, and fell asleep soon after.
In the middle of the night, Fei Qingyin heard intermittent low moans, which seemed particularly startling in the middle of the night.
Over the years, Fei Qingyin has become accustomed to seeing life and death, and her courage has gradually grown.
Hearing this sound, instead of being afraid, she became interested.
She pulled out the dagger from her leather boots, made a small slit in the surrounding red cloth, and then looked through the slit...
Directly in front, under the rickety door, sat a woman wearing a crimson dress.
The woman was as beautiful as a demon. On her bloodless face, the mangrove flower between her eyebrows was particularly dazzling in the night.
A trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, but she didn't bother to wipe it away. Instead, she concentrated on using her only remaining right arm to bring up balls of true energy to heal the severed arm on the left.
The moaning sound in the middle of the night came from her mouth.
Suddenly, the woman stood up, with a pair of black eyes flashing red, looking angrily at the front door, and sneered again and again: "You have found me like this. It seems that you are not going to let me go today?"
Where the woman was looking, a powerful force was coming towards her.
In the air, a scent as quiet as lotus is spreading everywhere.
The woman has smelled this familiar smell for thousands of years. How could she not be familiar with who it belonged to?
"Meiji, you have escaped into the devil's path, and everything is my fault. If you are willing to let go of your obsession and follow me to see the Emperor of Heaven, I will intercede for you in front of the Emperor of Heaven. I can also help you refine your demonic power.
gas……"
The heavenly voice came from the sky right in front of the Tutu Temple, like the warm sunshine in spring, making people feel refreshed and refreshed.