The old man laughed and said, "I met with my respected teacher eight hundred years ago. At that time, God Ni asked me about something and said that if there is any relevant information, I could come to Zizhu Peak to meet. Therefore, I can also say that I came from the Old Testament eight hundred years ago."

A soft and crisp voice on the peak said, "It turns out that senior is indeed an old friend of the master. Master is entering into meditation. Senior Futu invited him to the small temple to serve tea."

The old man smiled slightly and walked up the mountain. The white jade lion stared at him unanimously.

Zizhu Peak is the main peak of Fanjing Mountain, and Yutan Shenni, the master of Zizhu Temple, lives in seclusion here. It is said that the purple bamboos on this mountain are treasures of the Buddha's world. Not to mention whether it is true or false, these purple bamboos have a very tough texture, comparable to magic weapons, and the entire mountain is covered with a layer of misty purple aura.

Zizhu Temple is built on the waist of this peak, with white clouds covering the path, and it is rarely visited all year round... This name is also the origin of the Zizhu Temple lineage, but the real affairs in the sect is on another mountain, which is just the place where the temple masters of all dynasties are hidden.

Although the old man walked calmly and walked step by step, just like an ordinary pedestrian, he was just a crisp sound on the peak. After speaking, it was not long before the old man had already risen up like a green cloud and appeared in front of Zizhu Temple.

At the entrance of the temple, a girl in yellow with long hair shawls stood. It was not surprising to see the Futu Sanren coming to him so quickly. She just bowed slightly and said, "Senior Futu is here, but I am in a hurry to welcome you."

The Sanren of Futu smiled and said, "I dare not take it. I am so presumptuous that I am disturbing the girl and the master and apprentice, and I am really uneasy."

The girl in yellow said, "Master is still entering into meditation. Senior, please go to the small seat in the temple."

As he said that, he led the sanren of Futu into the mountain gate and went straight to the main hall.

This Zizhu Temple is such a main hall, where the temple worships Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it turns out that it is the quiet room of their master and disciple.

The girl in yellow asked the Futu Sanren to sit in the Buddhist temple and hurried in. After a while, she came out with a cup of tea and said, "Senior, please use tea."

The Sanren of Futu hurriedly said, "You must not be polite girl!"

He turned his eyes and smiled, "I think there are only girls and honorary teachers here?"

The girl in yellow nodded.

The Sanren of Futu smiled and said, "I don't know how long it will take for the girl to worship her under the sect of the Master?"

The girl in yellow lowered her head and said, "The younger generation was raised by her master since she was a child."

The Sanren of Futu stroked his beard and smiled: "That's it. No wonder the girl has such solid cultivation. She must have devoted a lot of effort to cultivate you."

The girl in yellow blushed and she said shyly: "Senior laughed at me, but I am rude in my juniors' qualifications. I have vain my teachings from my family."

The Buddhist Sanren laughed and said, "Respecting the teacher and understanding the true meaning of Buddhism. The merits and fortunes are involved. The girl inherits the mantle of the gods and nuns. The younger generation is afraid that there are few opponents."

The girl in yellow became more and more shy and said, "Where are you? My younger generation has a very low cultivation level..."

At this moment, an old voice heard: "Disciple, who are you talking to?"

The girl in yellow stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Master is awake!"

He interjected, "Master, he is the senior Sanren of Futu!"

"Amitabha!"

The old man chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and said, "Who else should I think of it? It turned out that it was the fellow Taoist who came to Hanshan. The poor nun was extremely respectful!"

Before he finished speaking, a thin and clean old nun in black clothes had already turned out from the door. He held a string of rosary in one hand and smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for eight hundred years. Fellow Taoist Futu is as beautiful as ever, but the poor nun has lost her greeting!"

The Sanren of Futu looked flat and said solemnly: "You are kind to God. I was helped by God. I was able to escape the great disaster for eight hundred years. I have been lazy forever, but I received news of the misty nectar at a ruins in the Luotian Sea not long ago."

Youtan Shen Nishuang raised his eyebrows: "Please tell me carefully with fellow Taoist Futu."

The Futu Sanren was the old man who traded the mist of nectar to Murong Xianxian. However, his clothes have changed, and he has a little more majestic than before. He immediately told Utumhenni about the situation that day...

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"Damn, I only know that the undercurrents on the sea are terrible. Once they fall into it, it is extremely difficult to break free. Why is this tornado so powerful? I almost twisted the eight 'crab legs' of the Spirit Crab Flying Boat?" Li Yaoyao looked scared.

"The spacecraft can survive this storm. I heard that it would be terrible if it encounters a large tornado. Even a piece of steel ingot will be twisted into pieces, which will consume a lot of spirit stones." Murong Tingtao was a little bit grinning. In the tornado, the spirit stones were consumed very much. Fortunately, they carried a lot of them with them.

"What should be paid must not be saved. It seems that what Fellow Daoist Zhou said must be considered seriously. We must consider the matter of earning spirit stones, otherwise the spirit stones we carry may not be enough for us to use for a few years." Murong Qianxue pondered.

"Senior sister, what task do we want to do?" Lingque asked with some excitement.

"Well, then...hey, we can also sell things ourselves, elixirs, aromatherapy, etc. There are many ways to earn spirit stones. Ling Bird, have you added the newly discovered places to the chart?" Murong Qianxue asked.

"Don't worry, you've added everything." Lingque replied quickly.

They encountered the tornado a day ago. Fortunately, the defensive formation arranged on the Spirit Crab Flying Boat played a great role, and the people on the ship also bombarded the storm with magic weapons and magical powers, driving the Spirit Crab Flying Boat away from the center of the storm... Now the center of the storm is finally getting farther and farther away from them, and the five of them breathed a sigh of relief.

A few hours later, the Spirit Crab Flying Boat finally completely left the storm's influence, ended the bumps, and entered a strange sea area. Everyone ran to the deck to say hello to the new sea area. Although it was not said that they had experienced many difficulties and dangers, it was really not easy to fly over along the way.

"Spirit Bird, compare the sea chart to mark our specific location and see which island is the closest to it?" Murong Qianxue ordered while holding a telescope to observe the surrounding sea surface.

"Five hundred miles away from the right front, there should be a Tianji Island." The spirit bird soon emerged as the closest island.

"Walk!"

Murong Xianxian immediately changed his course and flew towards Tianji Island.

Five hundred miles is not very far. The Spirit Crab Flying Boat continued to sail, and there was not much waiting time. An island appeared far away.

"Look, the thorns on the island are so perverted that they actually thrust straight into the sky. No wonder they are called 'Tian Thorn'!" Li Yaoyao pointed to the front and shouted.

"I heard that those sky thorns are extremely tough, and ordinary magic weapons are hard to hurt. They played a huge role when monsters attacked the city..." Ling Bird obviously had already memorized the notes on the chart.

In the sea of ​​the Star Island, there are few flying magic weapons, and spacecraft such as the Spirit Crab Flying Boat are very rare. However, when you come to the new sea area, it is obviously a little different - there are many sea boats in the port, and there is actually a place specially rowed for large-scale flying magic weapons. There are more than a dozen large-scale flying magic weapons there, and there is also a team of monks who maintain order.

Seeing a new flying magic weapon approaching, a monk suddenly flew up and welcomed the Spirit Crab Flying Boat. "Below is the Tianji Island Guard. If a fellow Taoist does not want to bring the spaceship into the city, please stop there."

He pointed to the exclusive locations where flying magic weapons are parked.

"Can the parking fee be charged?" Murong Qianxue looked at Tianji City and found that it was not far away.

“No charge.”

The monk shook his head: "No fighting is allowed near the dock, but if there are other security issues, you must be responsible for it yourself. So when you enter the city, you must leave your own hands."

The five people looked at each other and nodded tacitly. Anyway, Zhou Luoshu rarely went out along the way, so he gave him the housekeeping work.

Tianji City is not very big, but it is very simple. Bluestone paves the streets and the shops extend to the distance. After entering the city, there is a square, which is actually a very elegant mermaid-shaped fountain. The sunlight shines on the spraying water curtain, illuminating a beautiful and gorgeous color.

"It's the first time everyone is here. You guys go for a walk and go back to the boat to gather." Murong Qianxue ordered.

"Yeah! I'm going to have a good meal!" Li Yaoyao was happiest. Although she ate fresh seafood every day on the flying boat, she felt the same as she chewed after a long time of life.

"Sister, do you need me to accompany you?" Murong Tingtao asked obediently.

"Need not……"

Before Murong Qianxue could finish her words, Murong Tingtao had already called Li Yaoyao and the two disappeared into the crowd.

"Senior sister, I'll leave first."

Ling Que raised the storage ring in his hand, then rushed into a pharmacy, looked at a monk who looked like a shopkeeper, and asked, "Boss, do you collect finished elixirs here?"

Murong Qianxue knew that these people were also restrained on the boat and had a rare relaxation, so she let them do it. She walked along the street alone and soon turned into a tavern.

Although the light here is not as bright as those restaurants, there are many guests. After Murong Qianxue asked for a pot of wine, she sat in an empty seat in a corner and drank by herself.

"This fairy, have a drink together?" A male cultivator with a pretty good appearance came up.

"Please give your own advice."

Murong Xianxian is not rude. There are such people, in the secular world and in the cultivation world. As far as she knows, some female cultivators do not reject such transactions in order to obtain cultivation resources or certain information, but she is not.

The monk left in disappointment, and several monks glanced at this side several times, but they didn't dare to act rashly... Although Murong Qianxue's cultivation is ordinary, her temperament is very human. Before she knew the details, few people made random decisions because of sperm on the brain.
Chapter completed!