Chapter 22
After leaving Minglan City, the spirit boat of Qingyang Sword Sect leading to the Falling Sea Realm never stopped.

After almost half a month, I finally reached the falling sea.

Falling Sea Realm, just like its name, is located on a huge island in the sea. This giant island and its surrounding sea area are called Falling Sea Realm. The appearance of the island looks like fairy spirit lingering, but when you look closely, there is a faint The thin black mist seemed to be polluted.

The spirit boat of the Qingyang Sword Sect stopped on the shore, and more than thirty boys and girls, dressed in moon-white sect costumes and with a sword pattern embroidered on their right chests, got off the spirit boat.

Maybe it's because of cultivating immortals and refining Qi, none of the boys and girls are ugly.

Mo Yiran was dressed in a light-colored Tsing Yi, with a calm and introverted demeanor, elegant and indifferent, and he has a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes.

He stood with Hu Mingdao in a dark green robe, forming a stark contrast.

At this time, there were quite a few ships on the sea, which could be seen faintly, and they were disciples of other sects or sects.

A huge spiritual boat suddenly landed on the coast. The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect looked up and saw that the spirit boat was engraved with patterns of Buddhist beads and the Great Compassion Mantra. From this, it can be seen that this is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals——God God Sound Temple.

Sure enough, a group of disciples from Shenyin Temple dressed in cassocks came down from the spirit boat. They had one of the most distinctive features, that is, they were bald.

Those who become monks and cultivate immortals cut off their love threads and devote themselves to cultivating immortals. They wear cassocks and robes to prove the Buddha's immortal law.

The disciples of Shenyin Temple were unsmiling and looked extremely serious.

After they got off the spirit boat, they quickly lined up neatly.

When they saw the people of Qingyang Jianzong, they just nodded lightly and greeted them in this way.

The disciples of Qingyang Jianzong couldn't help but be infected by their serious expressions, and they also nodded with a smile.

The last one who came down from the spirit boat in Shenyin Temple was a man in a red cassock, holding a golden Zen staff, with a smooth and fair face, sharp-edged and cool, and deep black eyes.

When Ye Qingwu saw him, a name appeared in her mind, Si Ming.

Si Ming is a noble disciple of the Buddha in Shenyin Temple, the largest sect in the world of cultivating immortals. At the age of 22, he was supposed to be the son of the Si family, a big family in the world of cultivating immortals. When he was ten years old, the Si family was unexpectedly wiped out by the demon cultivator. Fortunately escaped.

Wandering to the foot of Shenyin Mountain, he happened to be adopted by the owner of Shenyin Temple.

Step by step to become a very noble Buddha.

Ye Qingwu looked at him with a bit of sympathy, not because of his previous experience, but because of his miserable experience afterwards.

He is still decent now, once he knows about that, he will become a villain and become one of the villains in the book.

There are three major villains in the book, namely Yanchi, the half-demon, Qian Juechen, the third prince of the demon clan, and Si Ming, the son of the fallen demon Buddha.

A few years later, these three people turned the world of cultivating immortals upside down, and blood flowed like rivers.

There are three villains. The reason why she was sure she wanted to attack Banyao Yanchi was that Banyao Yanchi killed the other two villains in the later stage, and then dominated the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Although she hasn't read the whole book yet, she guesses that if there is no aura of heroine and heroine, Yan Chi's seat as the overlord is inevitable.

Because he has no weakness, he is not afraid of pain or death.

However, the author gave him a weakness, which is to make Yan Chi fall in love with the heroine, so much that he cannot extricate himself from it.

Perhaps sensing that Ye Qingwu's sympathetic eyes were too naked, Fozi Siming looked up at her.

The eyes of the two met, and Ye Qingwu felt embarrassed to be caught.

She smiled to hide her embarrassment.

However, Si Ming quickly looked away, disdainful to have any dealings with her at all.

Ye Qingwu didn't care either.

"Master Hu, Master Mo Xianzun, how are you two?" Si Ming looked at the two of them.

Master Hu Feng sized him up and sighed: "Naturally, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan."

"This is a good teacher's teaching." Si Ming replied without arrogance or rashness.

Hu Mingdao praised non-stop: "Hahaha... You are only 22 years old now, and you have already reached the middle stage of Jindan. I think you can catch up with our Immortal Mo soon."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect felt a little uncomfortable. Who would hope that other sects or sects would send out someone more talented than their own sect?

The corner of Ye Qingwu's mouth raised a small arc, who knows that Mo Xianzun is twenty-eight this year, in the early Yuanying stage, and is a top genius in the world of cultivating immortals.

There are not too many strokes of Hu Mingdao described in the book, but now she guesses that Hu Mingdao has been the peak master for many years, but suddenly a man in his 20s took the same position and was awarded the title of Immortal Venerable, so she was naturally jealous.

The Buddhist disciple Siming shook his head lightly: "Master Hu, that's absurd. The immortal is now extremely talented and knowledgeable. How dare Si Ming compare with Mo Xianzun?"

Seeing Si Ming looking over, Mo Yiran nodded slightly and said, "Buddhas don't need to underestimate themselves, and praise this immortal venerable so highly."

This sounds like a secret fight, why?
Luo Tianyan tugged at the corner of her clothes, and then asked: "Ye Qingwu, do you still like Mo Xianzun?"

Ye Qingwu's expression was helpless when she heard this, she had asked herself hundreds of times, and said to her in a sighing tone: "Luo Tianyan, let me say it for the last time, I really don't like Mo Xianzun, I like She might as well like you, you are so cute."

When Luo Tianyan heard this, her face turned red as if she was very ripe.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Tianyan said awkwardly.

It happened that Fang Zeyan, who happened to be behind them, heard the conversation between the two, frowned, and said with disgust: "Ye Qingwu, what are you talking about, you don't like Mo Xianzun, you don't like Mo Xianzun, why do you say ..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Tianyan gave him a hard look.

The warning is obvious.

Fang Zeyan was aggrieved by her stare, looked at Luo Tianyan and asked, "Don't you dislike her saying that?"

"None of your business!" Luo Tianyan scolded him mercilessly.

A look of injury flashed across Fang Zeyan's eyes. He was always known for his poisonous tongue, but he couldn't speak a word at this moment.

"Luo Tianyan! Don't think..." Don't think that just because I like you, you can treat me like this.

Fang Zeyan didn't say the rest of the words.

In the end, he just snorted coldly and walked elsewhere.

Ye Qingwu didn't expect this to be the direction of the plot, why didn't she remember that Fang Zeyan seemed to be interested in Luo Tianyan?

At this moment, she is like a scumbag who wins people's love.

Luo Tianyan said: "Ye Qingwu, don't pay attention to him, this Fang Zeyan is crazy, he doesn't know what's going on."

what happened?

He might just like you.

(End of this chapter)

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