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Chapter 30 The location of the Immortal Sect (second update)

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    "What are you taking it off for?" Mingjing saw his little move.

    Mo Bule chuckled and said, "I don't have a sword, so I don't need a sword buckle." As he said that, he looked curiously at the long sword hanging on Mingjing's waist. This was the first time he saw Mingjing hanging the sword out. Mingjing had done it before.  Both times he took action, he directly used the sword energy without using the sword. Looking at the shining runes on the scabbard, if the glow is gorgeous, this long sword is at least a top-grade spiritual weapon.

    Mingjing curled his lips, it was just a reason, anyway, he had never understood this senior brother¡¯s thoughts, he had always been so out of tune.

    The sword robe is black, covered with runes, but its luster is restrained. If you don't look carefully, you will just think it is an ordinary sword robe. But only when you wear it, you will find that it is not simple. It is waterproof, dustproof, cold and heat resistant.  Invasion is the most basic function. What is rare is that there is a small spirit gathering array on the sword robe. As soon as Mo Bu Le got up, he found that the flow of spiritual energy around him accelerated. Even if the true energy was not flowing, the spiritual energy would actively penetrate into the body.  Although it is a very small amount, if it lasts for a long time, it cannot be underestimated.

    "Such a sword robe, if it is placed outside, everyone will definitely fight for it, but in Luoxia Palace, everyone has one.  Mo Bu Le suddenly felt that he had really worshiped a great master.

    For a moment, my thoughts are like crazy, and my heart is like a sword.

    Mingjing was able to fly with a sword. After leaving the Yingbin Building, he directly lifted his sword into the air, carrying Mo Bu Le all the way across the sky above the entire Jiuhua City.

    "Junior brother, is there a no-flying policy over Jiuhua City?" Mo Bu Le was a little dumbfounded. Although he returned home like a sword, he didn't really want to go back on the flying sword.  I walked around the outer city of Jiuhua City yesterday and didn't see anyone flying in the air, so I naturally guessed that Jiuhua City is prohibited from flying.

    "It's okay. I sent a message to Master yesterday. Master ordered me to fly you back. Don't worry about the ban. Master has already said hello to Master Fan." Mingjing explained.

    "Uncle Fan?"

    "Well, he is the city lord of Jiuhua City."

    ¡°Master is so considerate, he must also want to see me earlier.  Mo Bu Le's heart and eyes were full of smiles, and he was as happy as flying in the clouds.

    Well, he is indeed flying in the clouds now, with a sword under his feet, and the scenery is endless.

    After passing through Jiuhua City and flying north for almost three hours, Mingjing stopped.

    "arrive?"

    Mo Bule looked around and saw an endless forest in front of him. Looking down from a high position, he could also see dozens of large and small lakes in the forest, like pearls dotted in the forest.  There are traces of birds and animals from time to time, but there is no trace of human smoke.

    This is obviously a place where few people are around, where is the Jiuhua Immortal Sect?

    "I have already said that there is one cave and one immortal sect. Can the cave be seen casually?" Mingjing raised her chin, revealing a hint of arrogance.

    "You mean, there is a cave hidden in this forest?" Mo Bu Le was finally surprised.

    For a monk, the most important thing on the road to immortality is the Dharma of the wealthy couple. However, for a sect, if it wants to pass on the inheritance, the most important thing is to find a spiritual vein. The bigger the spiritual vein, the better the sect will be.  The longer it can be passed down, the most spiritual vein of the Dharma is called the cave sky, followed by the big and small blessed places, and the third is divided into big, medium and small.

    Only the cave sky forms its own space and does not appear in the world.  Mo Bu Le couldn't imagine what a cave would look like, but he vaguely remembered his master. The spiritual energy there was very, very rich, so rich that any spring would have spiritual spring water gushing out of it.

    The master meant when he said this was actually complaining that the spiritual energy in Feiyu Ridge was too thin.

    "This is not a forest." Mingjing took out a jade slip and shook her hand. The jade slip broke into pieces and turned into a door of light. "This is the Ten Thousand Woods Dingtian Formation This jade slip is a talisman that can temporarily stay outside the formation.  Open a door let's go, you can go in."

    The flying sword carried the two of them through the light door.

    The scenery in front of them suddenly changed. The forest turned into an endless sea. At first glance, it seemed not much different from the sea area they passed through when they came. The sky was as clear, the sea was as blue, and the blazing sun hung high in the east.  To the west, lotus flowers are swaying in the sea. There are three mountains rising from the sea and reaching into the sky. Countless small and large islands surround them, but they are not floating on the sea, but floating in the air, with different distances.  Some islands are connected by pontoon bridges with rainbow lights, covered with clouds and fog, and with various spiritual birds flying among them, creating a fairyland atmosphere.

    The sea breeze blew against his face, full of spiritual energy. This wind was entirely composed of spiritual energy, with almost no impurities. Mo Bu Le couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling extremely comfortable from head to toe.

     "Penglai, Abbot, Yingzhou" Mingjing pointed to the three mountains and introduced them one by one, "Luoxia Palace is on top of Abbot. I will take you to see Master first."

    Mo Bu Le nodded. Luoxia Palace occupies the abbot, then Qingyun Palace and Zixiao Palace occupy Penglai and Yingzhou respectively. Three mountains correspond to the three palaces. The remaining six courtyards and seventy-two aristocratic families are those islands.

    Many people flew up from the islands and watched from a distance. No one came over. I don¡¯t know if they were curious or not. Anyway, Mingjing stepped on the flying sword and passed by. Even if someone accidentally blocked his way,  Will quickly avoid it from a long distance.

    "Junior brother, why do I think you are a bit like Zheng Xiaobawang of Yanshanfang?" Mo Bu Le looked around to confirm that the disciples of the Jiuhua Immortal Sect who were curious and waiting were afraid of the darkness and did not dare to come forward.

    The bright face once again turned black.

    All joking aside, this seems to illustrate from another aspect the sword cultivator's ability to avoid all evil and be invulnerable to all means. So, as the Luoxia Palace is a concentration camp for sword cultivators, it is obvious that no one in the Jiuhua Immortal Sect dares to mess with it.  The prickly head can attract as much hatred as it can attract people. The real leaders of Jiuhua Immortal Sect, including the Lord of Luoxia Palace, the behavior of the Inner Saint and the Outer King are so obvious and fully demonstrate their background.  Because of the unscrupulous arrogance of the Immortal Sect, if you dare to provoke the Jiuhua Immortal Sect, you must be mentally prepared to be beaten by countless sword cultivators. The so-called rumors that sword cultivators are invincible at the same level are by no means just casual talk.  .

    But there are no absolutes in everything, and Ming Jing is not really a bully, so there are still people who don't dissatisfy him. No, as soon as Mobule finished making a joke, someone stood up to prove his mistake.

    "Junior Brother Ming, are you in such a hurry to ask Master for milk?"

    Who is this, with such a venomous tongue?  Mo Bu Le poked half of his head out from behind Ming Jing and saw a cloud floating in front of him. It was whiter than snow. On the cloud, a young man in white was shaking an equally white crane feather fan. His handsome face was as warm as March.  No matter how you look at Chun Yang's smile, you would think that he is a handsome and handsome young man, if you hadn't heard him speak.

    Ming Jing's face was as dark as water. Before he could scold him, Mo Bu Le pulled his sleeves. He looked like a country bumpkin entering the city and asked with curiosity on his face: "Junior brother, whose dog looks like a flower?"  They are like human-shaped clouds, oh, they can also speak human language, it¡¯s so rare!¡±

    "Cough" Mingjing choked on her saliva and coughed. Her expression of whether to smile or not was indescribably awkward.

    The smile of the young man in white stiffened for a moment, then became natural again. He looked Mo Bule up and down and said, "I am Su Liuxian of Qingyun Palace. First, he is not a dog, and second, he is not a human-shaped cloud. Your eyes seem to be in bad shape. You should treat him."  ¡±

    A pressure of high-level Jindan monks spread quietly.  Mingjing's face changed slightly, and he stood in front of Mo Bu Le. His body and the sword merged, and the sword's intention surrounded him, blocking the pressure. However, after all, his cultivation was one level lower than Su Liuxian. Even if he moved forward, he would rather break than bend.  , he couldn't help but the blood surged in his chest, and he suppressed a mouthful of hot blood in his throat, trying not to spurt it out, but he no longer had the energy to speak.

    "Oh, it turns out you are the third disciple of Qingyun Palace who wants money and is shameless, disrespectful and disrespectful." Mo Bu Le cupped his hands, seemingly unaware of the confrontation between the two, with a look of admiration on his face, "I, Mo Bu Le, have always been proud of myself.  I am the second most shameless person in the world, and no one dares to claim to be the first. Today I see your noble face, and I can¡¯t help admiring it. I am willing to be defeated, and I am willing to be defeated"

    ¡° To bully a mid-stage Golden Elixir with a high-level Golden Elixir cultivation level, well, this Mr. Su is indeed very shameless.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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