Fix your sister's fairy

"Is Senior Mo's quest for immortality really for immortality?" On the carriage, Princess Beiling looked at Mo Tianjiao, who was in the shadows with his eyes closed and humming a certain minor tune, and couldn't help but ask.

"Immortal, who is asking for immortals for that kind of thing?" Mo Tianjiao scratched his white stubble.

"Isn't immortality the world's longest-term dream?" Princess Beiling lowered her head and her beautiful eyes reflected the glass cup on the table.

"It's just a one-sided statement, if someone really cultivates immortals for the sake of immortality, they must be greedy for life and afraid of death... Let me ask you, do you want to live forever?" Mo Tianjiao put his hand on the table and asked,

"Absolutely. Princess Beiling replied without hesitation, without the slightest concern about what Mo Tianjiao said, and asked rhetorically: "Don't you want to be senior Mo?"

"I want to, too. Mo Tianjiao's face was taken for granted, as if it was another person who had abandoned Changsheng before.

Princess Beiling paused for a moment and suddenly fell into deep thought, and after a few moments, she raised her head and said, "Senior Mo is trying to say that immortality is just a help to achieve the true purpose of seeking immortals. "

"I like women who think for themselves. Mo Tianjiao touched his stubble and looked at Princess Beiling: "How did you come to this conclusion." "

The little woman just assumed what her next goal would be after she got immortality, and immediately understood what Senior Mo meant. Princess Beiling said softly.

"There are few people who cultivate immortals who are really going to immortality, the word immortality is too illusory, if you go to cultivate immortals with the idea of indulging in the joy of family life after immortality, then just wait to sit and die in the 19 dry graves. Mo Tianjiao said lightly.

"Cultivating immortals?" Princess Beiling sat up straight, and the light that leaped in her beautiful eyes seemed to illuminate the entire dim carriage.

Mo Tianjiao raised his eyebrows and seemed to realize that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, but he didn't mind the loss of words, and simply followed the words and said: "Don't think of immortal cultivators as too high, majestic, after all, they are also flesh and blood people, and they don't cut off seven emotions and six desires, and divide good and evil into black and white." But don't think of them as too approachable, after all, there is an absolute difference between immortal cultivators and ordinary people, and for you they are no different from the "immortals" you imagined. "

"Senior Mo knows the news of the upper realm!?" Princess Beiling lost her temper for a while, stood up in a hurry and almost hit her head on the roof of the carriage.

"Sort of. Mo Tianjiao took out the water bladder on his waist and poured it into the glass cup, pouring out all the mellow red wine.

Suddenly, Princess Beiling's mood changed drastically, excited, flustered, sudden, nervous, afraid... She has mixed feelings in her heart, she has always been in extreme uneasiness on the way to escape, although she has a map of Xianshan in her hand, but she is not optimistic about whether she can find Xianshan.

But until now, Mo Tianjiao appeared in front of her, divine and domineering, and knew the existence of the upper realm, just like a bright lamp illuminating the carriage and her heart, and the light in the dark room was tantamount to this.

"Tell me about the map of the fairy mountain in your hand, I'm very interested, why did the map spread in that place and it fell into your hands. Mo Tianjiao raised his glass and took a sip of wine.

"The map of the fairy mountain was left to me by my mother. Princess Beiling mentioned that her mother's mood suddenly became depressed, and she continued with a strong spirit: "When I was still a princess, Chen Cha overseer spent thousands of gold and silver to take me to spy on the prison prison, where my mother gave me the silk cloth with blood as the book, and on it was the method to the fairy mountain. "

"Isn't there a story behind the map?"

"The situation was urgent, and I had only time to get the silk cloth from my mother's hand and left in a hurry, and the next day the news came from the prison that my mother had committed suicide by poisoning, and the next day I escaped all the way out of the imperial city and headed north. Princess Beiling whispered.

"It seems that your mother had good fortune in the south when she was young, or a mortal immortal cultivator who had a marriage. Mo Tianjiao said with a smile: "It is very likely that this immortal cultivator is still related to the potential to occupy the gate of the Immortal Mountain, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to leave the so-called method of leading to the Immortal Mountain." "

"I grew up in the palace, and I didn't know anything about my mother before she entered the palace. Princess Beiling said apologetically.

"Your name, since it is no longer Huangling, there should always be a good name for walking in the world. Mo Tianjiao said.

"The little Jurchen's name is called... Yan Nianling. "Princess Beiling, Yan Nian owes herself.

"The soul is deep and heavy, and there is no reason for the original exhaustion. "Nine Thoughts" by Emperor Yi, it seems that your mother likes Yi Xiaozi's poems very much. Mo Tianjiao said leisurely.

"My mother loved the works of the Emperor Yi very much, and the "Book of Songs" written by the Emperor Yi did not hesitate to send someone to buy the first edition from Yiguo, so I began to read and recite these classic poems at the age of four. The corners of Yan Nianling's mouth rose slightly, and the scene of her mother gently instructing and reciting poems under the locust tree in her youth seemed to appear in front of her.

"I kind of get it. Mo Tianjiao nodded: "According to the map left by your mother, Concubine Yan, it will take us about how long it will take us to see Xianshan." "

"Moving forward in today's direction, in half a day at most, maybe the immortal mirage will be visible in the evening today. Princess Beiling looked out the window at the barren Gobi and said firmly.

"Direction? It seems that you are not fleeing all the way north, but you have a special reference. Mo Tianjiao bowed: "Believe in your deceased mother, maybe she has been sheltering you all the way." "

"Thank you for your comfort. Yan Nianling lowered her eyes and whispered.

Mo Tianjiao didn't say much, just looked at the other side of the table, behind Yan Nianling, there was a cloud of blue and gray light and shadow in the shadow of the carriage, and through the afterglow of the sun, he could distinguish a beautiful woman's face that occasionally condensed in the light and shadow, and his eyes kept falling on Yan Nianling in the carriage, and his eyes were gentle and relieved.

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"Another mortal is coming towards the Broken Boundary Mountain. In the hall of the Pearl Palace, the white-robed monk standing in front of the huge moon mirror said.

"What is common, why do you need to report it?" Above the main hall, in the large array of dozens of people, the middle-aged man with his knees cross-kneed and his eyes closed and staring at the report was stunned.

"These mortals seem to be different from the usual rogues and refugees, since entering the observation range of the Thousand Eyes Mystery, their direction has always been straight towards the Broken Boundary Mountain, and the path on the way has not shifted at all. The white-robed monk turned his head and said.

"No deviation?" the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and the monks in the surrounding array also turned their heads slightly with a strange look on their faces.

"They haven't even entered the realm of the Land of Illusions, and it stands to reason that they can't even see the mortal projection of the Broken Mountain from their current location. Between the rise and fall of the mana of the white-robed monk's hand, there were ripples of water waves on the moon mirror, and when it was young, the picture of yellow sand and Gobi appeared on the mirror, and three black horses pulled a carriage to raise dust covering the sky on the Gobi.

"How many people are in this convoy?" asked the middle-aged monk, looking at the carriage in the moonmirror.

"Five people, there was a fight before, and one of them disturbed the aura on the Gobi before causing a reaction from the Thousand Eyes. The white-robed monk said.

"Disturbed the aura?are there mortal monks in them?" the middle-aged 000 monk frowned.

"No, I've checked the records of the moon mirror, and it was a mortal who didn't have the slightest aura fluctuation, but his martial arts in the mortal world have reached perfection, and according to the definition of the mortal world, it should be called... Grand Master?" the white-robed monk recalled.

"What is the realm corresponding to the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" the middle-aged monk disagreed.

"Under the ordinary, half a step out of the ordinary. The white-robed monk said.

The monks in the big array in the main hall immediately talked about it, expressing surprise that this mortal actually stepped into the path of cultivating immortals in half a step without any guidance.

"Although there is little aura in the mortal realm, it is not surprising that the Broken Boundary Mountain is increasingly leaking out the essence of the immortal cultivation realm and cultivating people's talents, and it is not surprising that a few half-steps out of the mortal realm. The middle-aged monk waved his hand and suppressed the voice in the hall, he looked at the moon mirror with a flat gaze and said, "How old is the person who made the shot? If he is young, he can give him a chance to go to the upper realm." The motto of the Immortal Alliance has always been to welcome outstanding talents into the realm. "

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the hall bowed their heads and shouted: "Taishou Mingjian." "

"Judging from the appearance, the age is rare, but combined with the effect of the great master of the mortal realm to prolong his life, the person who made the shot is about a hundred years old. The white-robed monk said.

"I'm still old. The middle-aged monk shook his head: "Act according to the rules, there is a large array disturbing in the illusion scene, and the sense of direction of mortals, the south and the north of the world will be completely disrupted by the chaotic aura, if this is the case, it can also be regarded as their chance." But even if you find the fairy mountain, you must have the fairy root before you can go up the mountain, this is an iron law. "

"Yes. The white-robed monk gave up his command, turned around and swiped his hands on the moon mirror, and the picture trembled and disappeared.

"Mortal Great Grandmaster. The middle-aged monk glanced at the last remnant of the carriage on the moon mirror, and then shook his head and closed his eyes: "But the mortal Dao Er. "_

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