The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 742. Asking Sword·First Class (743) (Monthly Pass 100 Plus) (Seeking Monthly Pass)
Pei Xihe looked up, clear in his heart, it wasn't all due to the leap in realm and the growth of background.

Although from the first realm to the third realm, her primordial mana has increased more than ten times, but it is also because when Pei Xihe first attacked Jiao Yao Qiurong and the witch man, he had not yet condensed the most powerful method of the fairyland monks. , the real body of the law.

She was originally taking the three paths in one, pointing directly to the primordial chaos, the supreme avenue of the source of all things, and with the blood of Shenwu, all kinds of blessings from innate creatures, this ability is only three realms, but she reached the top [-] on the list.

Pei Xihe knew that such a ranking, matching her own cultivation in the three realms, was really eye-catching.

But so what?
Now that she has returned, she has actually been watched by Tianwen, Cangliu, and Qiuyue Donglian. If she thinks about it later, she will definitely invite temptation. If she continues to hide and cover up like before, it will be a waste of effort.

For no reason, he has lost his sharpness and vigor, and he has frustrated his heart.

Pei Xihe was calm, but his eyes were full of vigor.

She is not very old, and she is even more ambitious. At this moment, she uses her finger as a pen to write down the words.

"Dagan Taixue, Zhao Fuxi, the 680th and eighth place in the Three Realms of Immortals."

When she really climbed to the top of the list of immortals, I will write down her real name, Pei Xihe, and announce it to Jiutian under the title of 'Shang Yiyuan Dao'.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, her mind naturally dissipated and returned to her body.

Pei Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, and a piece of real dragon bone appeared in the palm of his hand, and the runes on it gradually faded away, but fortunately, he was about to master it completely, just waiting for his cultivation to be successful.

She urged her with mana, and there was a strange fluctuation in the bone fragment, causing Pei Xihe to see the scene of a real dragon performing "Seven Transformations of a Real Dragon" in front of her eyes, which made her understand more thoroughly.

Pei Xihe made up her mind to wait until she had completed the first transformation, and then began to listen to the sermons once every seven days.

……

After cultivating dozens of big circles, the mana of the primordial spirit increased a bit, He Ruofeng stretched his waist, and his mood was as happy as ever.

Cultivation is boring, and it's a treasure trove.

Beautiful!
He Ruofeng skillfully took out a roll of bamboo slips from the storage mustard, opened it and urged it with magic power, and he opened the communication area of ​​the treasure mirror holder.

And he was browsing many interesting things as usual, but suddenly his eyes widened, and he looked at the few messages marked on the front.

【shock!What kind of a scam is it that the real dragon is here, and all the bamboo baskets fetch water in vain? 】

【The first-hand news about Zhao Fuxi, the black horse of Taixue, is here! 】

[The exclusive secret recipe that even the immortals are looking for, you have to look for the fairy medicine workshop! 】

[Female cultivator surnamed Zhao will replace the top three seats in the Taixue? 】

[The Kunlun Immortal Sect has received disciples who ascended from the lower realms, and it is said that evil sword cultivators!Entering the list of immortals in one realm]

……

He Ruofeng's throat twitched, seeing that Zhao Fuxi almost didn't recognize those three characters.

How to say?This retreat has been practiced for more than ten years, but the magic power has improved a little bit, and the third realm is in sight. I was a little smug, but this Taoist friend Zhao Fuxi, who also entered the Taixue, came from behind, and jumped from the first realm to the third realm, more than her. Step in early.

And even in the early days of the Celestial Immortal, he made it into the top [-] on the list. I'm afraid it wasn't for the attention of the great cadres and imperial scholars. All the forces in the Nine Heavens would know that such a monstrous character turned out to be born.

He licked his lips, forcibly calmed down the surprise on his handsome face, and suddenly felt grateful.

Fortunately, in the original trial, he decisively admitted defeat and preserved his strength.

Sure enough, there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up.

He Ruofeng shook his head, but looked at the message from the Kunlun Immortal Sect, wondering if there are more fierce ascension monks in the lower realm now?
However, when he first ascended to the realm of immortality, he entered the list with a single sword, and no matter what the ranking is, he can already get a glimpse of the talent of evildoers.

Sure enough, self-cultivation still requires less expectation and more masturbation.

Hope your child will become a dragon is the best policy!

He Xiaobao, He Xiaobao, as a father, I look forward to you so much, don't let me down!

He secretly lamented his fatherly heart, but he also thought of some serious business.

The princess Yan Mingchen had several encounters before, and she used both methods, and she seemed to have a tendency to persuade the old man faintly.

She went to Qianlong Feiyu, definitely for the dragon chick, but she fell short, the loss was heavy, and she didn't know what her next move would be.

I just hope that the old man will not be too old and confused to make a mistake.

He shook his head, put aside all these miscellaneous thoughts, and thought to himself, how could he be distracted while reading the precious book?
It really shouldn't be!

So I read the interesting stories again with great interest.

……

The clouds and mists are churning, the immortals walk on the auspicious clouds, and the breeze blows through the white beards.

The old Taoist held a whisk in his hand, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he looked at the female cultivator in plain white clothes beside him, admiring him.

"Not bad."

"Since you were the Kunlun swordsman in the lower realm, and now you have returned to our Kunlun Xianzong, with your swordsmanship qualifications, within a thousand years, the seat of the ten holy sons must also have your name."

Ming Lin's purple-gold eyes exuded a holy glow, her face was indifferent, but she smiled.

"Thank you Xuanqing for your praise."

The old Taoist burst out laughing, he was really happy to receive such a monstrous disciple this time.

However, there are still three Ascension disciples scattered in other heavens, and he has already sent the immortals to look for them.

He said to Ming Linlang.

"There was a plan for ten thousand years before, and my Kunlun Xianzong has dabbled in it. This time, I need to go to inquire about it, so you can go with me."

"Speaking of which, there is also a female cultivator who got the chance and improved her cultivation base. It is said that she was born in the lower realms. She even made it to the top [-] in the three realms, which is rare in history."

Minglin's eyes shone brightly, and she asked, "Is this woman so powerful?"

Seeing that she seemed to be aroused to be competitive, Tianzun Xuanqing smiled more intensely, and nodded in response.

"You are a beginner, and after returning to the sect, I will put a Kunlun Tianjian for you, so that you can communicate with your disciples at any time, and you can also get a message or two."

"That female cultivator seems to be called Zhao Fuxi, and I heard that she escaped from the sword bone of the eighth realm of Tianwen Yimai with all her strength. It is indeed extraordinary, and the future can be expected."

Ming Linlang thought silently, Zhao?Fu Xi?

She raised her lips and smiled, like a golden glow covered with snow, but suddenly frowned.

Xuanqing Tianzun didn't pay attention, and replied casually.

"It's coming to the place of discussion. At that time, you can also take a look at the natural sword bone who asked the same lineage that day. You can encourage each other when you walk in the way of swords."

Ming Linlang nodded yes, her eyes flickering.

After staying for a while, Xiangyun carried the two of them to the front of the hall, and then fled away.

With a wave of the old Taoist's fly whisk, he held his immortal demeanor and led Ming Linlang towards the hall.

And suddenly saw a young man in red clothes walking with a fat fox in his arms, followed by a red-faced, quite swollen male cultivator.

Regardless of the civet cat's objection, the boy brushed the thick fur, kneaded the fat on his body, and smiled happily.

Seeing Xuanqing Tianzun approaching at this moment, his eyes lit up, and he shouted with great interest.

"Xuan Qing!"

(End of this chapter)