After the villain resigned

After completing the nine-level ladder, the new disciples will accept the instructions of the Immortal Lord Penglai.

Of course, the fairy master of Penglai Xian would not be idle to educate a group of new disciples, and what appeared in front of him was just a phantom.

Jiang Yunxi glanced at Immortal Lord Penglai, who was full of fairy spirit, and then looked back at her elder brother. After comparing the two, she felt that her elder brother was better looking.

Jiang Yi saw that the phantom had been chattering for a long time without listening to a single word. After finally getting to the last sentence, he raised his spirits a little and condescendingly listened to this ear.

The phantom of Immortal Lord Penglai appeared in mid-air, with a stern face and an air of ecstasy, and the words he said were extremely cruel: "Those who enter my Penglai Immortal, see this person, kill him."

Jiang Yiyi squinted his eyes to see the outline.

The person in the portrait is dressed in a red dress that looks blood-stained, and is covered with a golden gauze robe. An ordinary person would not be able to suppress such a deep red, but the person in the painting not only suppresses it, but also looks very suitable, making his skin white It looks like snow, and it matches the scarlet cloud pattern under the corner of the eye.

The person in the painting has a beautiful appearance, which makes people dream about it at the first sight.

Good guy, isn't the portrait that appeared exactly Jiang Yi himself?

Fortunately, Jiang Yi was covered by heavenly secrets at this time, and ordinary people would never connect him with a dead person.

After Penglai Immortal Lord finished his popular science, he disappeared without a trace in a puff of green smoke.

"That is Jiang Wuwang, the master of the Ten Prisons of the Demon Dao, who fell into the hands of the master of the Shangyan Sect a hundred years ago, but the immortal master still keeps us vigilant every day."

Jiang Yili rubbed his chin, his first reaction was that everyone was dead, and he pulled it out from time to time to say something, could it be that the Penglai Immortal Master had a crush on him?

The second reaction was that a hundred years had passed since I opened my eyes.

The boy from the Jiang family was not deeply involved in the world, and he was almost obsessed with watching. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and murmured: "This, this is too beautiful."

"There is a saying that has been handed down to this day. Don't meet Jiang Wuwang when you are young." Tan Jingfang restrained his face, and pointed his index finger on the eyebrows of Jiang's boy, "Therefore, all the disciples of Penglai Immortal planted a clean heart pattern on the spiritual platform, so as not to be confused by the demons. .”

There was a little bit of fluorescence between the eyebrows, like a gust of breeze blowing on the face, the Jiang family boy woke up, his face turned red when he thought of what he had just done, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the crowd.

After a long conversation, Tan Jingfang summoned three cranes for everyone to drive.

The cranes raised by Immortal Penglai are also different from ordinary cranes. They have layers of snow-white feathers, and a little fluffy down will float down when the wings are flapped.

The crane retracted its wings and glanced disdainfully at the two little bean dings with its black bean-like eyes. It wasn't until Tan Jingfang took out a few spirit stones and fed them one by one that his attitude improved.

These cranes are all proud and arrogant. A few days ago, a son of an elder came here. A man without a spirit bone wanted to ride a crane, but he was thrown off by the crane. He lost face in front of everyone. It is still a joke. In the mouths of each disciple.

Thinking of this, Tan Jingfang suggested, "Why don't I take you flying against the wind?"

Jiang Yi glanced at the crane.

The cranes are psychic, and they are more sensitive than humans. The leading crane walked up to Jiang Yiyi, and lay down obediently, so that Jiang Yi could ride.

Tan Jingfang's careful thinking was in vain, and he could only say: "Then be careful."

A half-year-old boy who has just begun to fall in love, can't wait to wrap all his thoughts on his sweetheart.

The crane spreads its wings and soars into the sky, and those who sit on it can have a panoramic view of the scenery of Penglai Fairy.

The ten-mile lotus blooms, and the breeze blows, just like blue waves.

Jiang Yunxi felt that one pair of eyes was not enough, and she wished she had another pair of eyes for viewing.

She looked east and west, and when she looked up, she saw a mass of dense black clouds in the northwest, entangled in the blue sky and white clouds like spilled ink.

"Is it going to rain?"

Tan Jingfang heard that, "Penglai Fairy never rains."

Penglai Fairy is different from the outside world, isolated from the handover of spring, summer, autumn and winter, forming a world of its own.

There is no difference between day and night here, and the two golden crows hover over Penglai fairy day and night, let alone rain.

Jiang Yunxi pointed in the direction, "There."

Tan Jingfang looked over, "That means someone is about to cross the catastrophe."

Halfway through the talk, Tan Jingfang frowned. This catastrophic cloud was coming so menacingly that ordinary people could not summon it, but he hadn't heard of any senior brother who was about to break through before he went out.

The crane flying in mid-air was a little uneasy. In order to prevent accidents, it had to land on a mountain first.

Jiang Yi, who was sleeping peacefully under the soft feathers, woke up with a start.

He rubbed his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he met the clouds of lightning and thunder, and muttered to himself: "Why... a little familiar?"

Logically speaking, Heavenly Tribulation comes and goes quickly, but the disciples of the Penglai Immortal below looked up so that their necks were sore. Tian Jie was like a shy boudoir lady who didn't even want to show her face, so she could only I saw a majestic figure.

"This person who crosses the tribulation is too slow!"

"That's right, don't watch it or don't watch it."

The disciples of Penglai Immortal were about to rush away, when someone with good eyesight suddenly screamed: "Look, there is a man under Jieyun!"

Everyone was shouted by this voice and went back and forth. After watching for a long time, they found that there was not only a person under Jieyun, but also walking towards the direction of the sky above the cloud.

The man was carrying a heavy calamity cloud, stepped on the void, and slowly walked up to the sky.

The onlookers whispered to each other and came to a conclusion, "This is not from our Penglai Immortal."

The uniform of Penglaixian's sect is silver-white, and this man is wearing a half-worn blue robe, his face is covered by the black cloud of robbery above his head.

When he approached, a bolt of lightning finally couldn't hold back, and fell majestically from the clouds.

But the man didn't move, and the menacing lightning disappeared quietly by his side, leaving only a little light to illuminate his appearance.

A female nun in the crowd screamed, and the sound penetrated into the ears of everyone present.

"That's Zhou Siwei!"

Only No.1 in this world can attract such a huge thunder disaster.

He finally stood at the top of Yunshangtian, where Immortal Lord Penglai lived.

"Please see Immortal Lord Penglai—"

The loud sound spread to every corner of Penglaixian.

Jiang Yi also heard it.

He looked towards the towering Yunshangtian, and his half-blind eyes, like cold stars and autumn water, passed through the sea of ​​clouds and landed on that person.

Zhou Siwei was still wearing the half-worn azure blue robe, after a hundred years of damage, part of it had faded to gray, only the splash of blood on the hem still stood out.

In addition to his worn clothes, he also had scattered sword wounds on his body, looking like a beggar from somewhere.

But no one would think so, as long as Zhou Siwei stood there, he would be like a huge mountain that was difficult to climb, leading people to look up.

Jiang Yi's eyesight only recovered for a short moment, then his eyes went dark, and two blood tears flowed from his eyes, but he still kept looking at Yun Shangtian.

"Zhou Siwei?"

Jiang Yi was startled.

According to the plot of "Stepping on the Immortal", he should have ascended to the fairyland long ago, why did he still stay here?