But I saw a young Confucian scholar walking around, as if he was accompanied by the supreme avenue, and countless holy words appeared, supporting him as a god among immortals.
Including the innate immortal birds and beasts on the fairy island, they also felt the affinity of the young Confucian scholar. From time to time, some immortal birds came forward and gently leaned down, allowing the young Confucian scholar to reach out and caress them.
Although these innate immortal birds have been indifferent to the world for millions of years and were born from innate spiritual energy, they do not understand the way of cultivation, let alone what killing means. But every inch of flesh and blood and every drop of essence on their bodies is
The heavenly creation is like the magical elixir spoken by mortals.
If it could be slaughtered and stewed, it would undoubtedly be like Tang Monk meat.
Not to mention immortality, at least prolonging life and strengthening the body are not out of the question.
It can even turn an ordinary person with no basic talent in cultivation into a martial arts genius in an instant, making an astonishing success!
It's a pity that the young Confucian scholar didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards these magical fairy birds in front of him, and just walked gently. The fairy birds also seemed to sense that the young Confucian scholar was not in any danger, and they danced happily, and some fairy birds made noises.
Neighing, expressing pleasure.
"It is indeed a land of fairies. It took countless thousands of years to produce these innate things."
The young Confucian scholar is a gentleman who has entered Kunlun. He is born with an affinity for heaven and earth that ordinary people cannot imagine. This is why those innate immortal birds are not afraid of him at all.
In addition, he has no intention to kill, and since he set foot on these fairy islands, he has been like a passerby.
However, he did not let go of the immortal essence in the Immortal Palace. After all, even if he had no desires or desires, he would definitely be moved by those immortal essence.
At this time, a huge and glorious fairy palace appeared in his sight.
Just looking at the scale of the Immortal Palace, you can guess that there was an invincible and powerful Immortal here once upon a time, who established a sect here, taught the Tao, and continued the incense.
"It's a pity that everything turned into smoke due to the ancient catastrophe. Even ancient Kunlun was not immune."
Jun Ziru entered the Immortal Palace directly, and the barrier seal outside was so powerful that even the Holy Lord might not be able to tear it apart, as if it was completely unaware of him.
Just after he entered, there were slight ripples in the space outside the Immortal Palace, and then he saw the void split open, and a fat body rolled out of it, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"It's okay, it's okay, it didn't fall."
When the man got up, he had a scared look on his face. When he saw the Immortal Palace in front of him, he looked surprised at first, "Kunlun Immortal Palace!"
But then his face fell, "Did I make a mistake? It's a step too late. It seems I can only watch it next time."
This person was Fatty Wu, the last descendant of the Nine Generations Sect who had been missing for a long time. However, no one expected that with his cultivation level, he would break into the Kunlun Realm without knowing when.
You know, even Shi Aotian, Yue Tianqi, Qilian Young Emperor and other top talents on the emperor list have not succeeded in entering.
But he, whose cultivation level is only at the peak of the Martial Emperor, appears here now, and it is clear that he has some kind of secret hidden in him.
Looking carefully, an ancient bronze lamp in his hand flickered on and off, as if it might go out at any time.
Jiuqu Ming Lantern! It is the treasure of the Nine Generations Sect’s inheritance!
Who would have thought that the Emperor of the Ninth Dynasty, who had inherited the imperial weapons of his destiny, would actually have the ability to lead people through time and space. Even those in the Imperial Sect's orthodoxy who had a good relationship with the Ninth Generation Sect had never known this huge secret.
"Fortunately, the broken lamp left by the old man can still be used, otherwise we would really miss it."
Fatty Wu had a sinister look on his face, and his eyes rolled around.
The Immortal Palace in front of him seemed to have remained unchanged, but he had a unique way of sensing that the Immortal Palace had been preempted by others.
"Forget it, the entire Kunlun world claims to have thousands of ancient immortals! If it doesn't work here, there will always be something suitable for me."
He murmured to himself, and the next moment a flame of the nine-curved lantern in his hand suddenly bloomed, opening a foot-wide door in the void. Fatty Wu swooped into it and disappeared without a trace.
Soon the void returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
As soon as Fatty Wu left, he saw a figure slowly appearing where he had just appeared, with a smile on his face.
"A descendant of the Nine Generations Sect?"
It was Jun Ziru. Fatty Wu would never have known that his visit to this place would be noticed by Jun Ziru who stepped into the Immortal Palace. Fortunately, Jun Ziru did not have any murderous intention and just watched him leave.
"Forget it, back then the Confucian sect owed a favor to the Ninth Dynasty Emperor, but now that his descendant has appeared, this favor can be untied."
He thought thoughtfully, the Nine Dai Emperor had a lot of connections with the Confucian sect back then. Unfortunately, times have changed, and the once glorious Jiudai Sect has now declined to the level of a third-rate sect.
If many ancient imperial sects had not owed a debt of gratitude to the ninth generation emperor, such a weak sect would have been annexed and exterminated long ago.
Even now, when the ninth generation sect has reached Fatty Wu's generation, there are only two or three kittens left, which are not even as good as some third-rate sects.
Another floating fairy island.
But as soon as Fatty Wu popped his head out of the void, he shrank back instantly, turned around and ran away.
joke!
The fairy island in front of me seemed to have been swept by dozens of hurricanes, and it was a mess!
It was even more filled with evil spirits, and the entire fairy island was lifeless, like hell.
No need to guess, you will know who has been here.
Although Fatty Wu can travel through time and space with the help of the Jiuqu Light Lantern, it does not mean that he can have sex with the monster head-on.
"Tsk, what bad luck!"
He was also depressed. He fell into the fairy island several times. Either he couldn't open the seal on the fairy island, or he found that someone had climbed there first.
Appearing from the void again, this time he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, it's not the sour scholar from the Confucian sect or the little monk from the Buddhist sect. No one has been here yet."
The fairy island in front of you is not big, that is, it is hundreds of miles away. It is inconspicuous among the many fairy islands in Kunlun.
However, the person who was able to open up a fairy island in Kunlun must have been a certain ancient saint.
Even if it is the weakest one, the Immortal Palace left behind is definitely comparable to an ancient tomb of a great emperor.
More importantly, Fatty Wu quickly found an immortal palace. It looked a little dilapidated, but there was a stone statue of an immortal in it.
The immortal had kind facial features and kind eyes, and was lifelike, but it vaguely resonated with him in some way.
"Haha! Fatty, my chance has finally come! The old man really didn't lie to me. It was because the Nine Dynasties Emperor mistakenly entered the Kunlun Secret Realm and obtained the fate of immortality that he realized the great path! Now it is finally my turn, Fatty!"
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Not to mention that Fatty Wu secretly broke into Kunlun.
Li Ye has now passed through many floating fairy islands step by step.
No matter how much immortality there is in those fairy islands, they are of little use to him.
His eyes fell on the ancient heavenly palace suspended high at the highest point of Kunlun.