MTL - Water Recovery System-Chapter 70

In the East China Sea, where the aura is the strongest, various martial arts gather.

In addition to the Beiheng Sect led by Shen Jiayan, there are also the Xiaoyao Sect, Hehuan Palace, Xianle Sect, Wan Jianzong, Kunlun Sect, and Jingyue Palace.

The Xiaoyao Sect is a Buddhist cultivator, and the leader is Lianzhi. Buddhism practitioners advocate being at ease, moving with one's heart, and not sticking to everything in the world. Therefore, between Lianzhi's eyebrows are free and easy meanings: "Today I am fortunate to meet young talents of all disciplines, and I hope you will show mercy later."

"Huh! Don't let others show mercy. My Hehuan Palace won't give up the key to this secret realm." Mo Yao's red tulle shirt was half exposed. Lian cast a sideways glance, and as the eyes flowed, there was an indescribable fascination, and he said in a full and violent voice.

Hehuan Palace is the existence of both righteous and evil in this cultivation world.

The Hehuan Palace has always only accepted female disciples, relying on double cultivation with men of other sects to improve their realm. Their looks are beautiful and their behavior is very bold. When they see a good-looking male monk, they will hook up and tease them.

Therefore, female monks often hate them to the bone; male monks love and hate them.

If it is said that the female disciples in the Hehuan Palace are made by the male monks to love and hate, then the Xianle Palace, which also only accepts female disciples, is the existence of all male monks wishing to become Taoists with them.

The headed Shui Qingyi, dressed in a green dress and white silk, with a beautiful face, sits on top of the white feather crane.

At this moment, she was looking in the direction of Mo Yao, and she said with the needle in Mianli: "It is rumored that the woman in the Hehuan Palace never pays attention to the unhappy people. Looking at the behavior of Monk Mo, could it be that Master Lianzhi did not?"

Mo Yao picked up her willow eyebrows, and relentlessly sneered back: "The rumored girl in Xianle Palace is cold and lonely. I never thought I would pay such attention to every move of the demon girl in the Hehuan Palace. It seems to me. , Could it be that you have taken a fancy to this Master Lianzhi, but you have slapped me back and jealous of fighting wind is coming to my head, right?"

"You..." Shui Qingyi couldn't say to her, her face flushed with anger.

Mo Yao smiled triumphantly. Just as he was about to take advantage of the victory, Ling Xu stopped in a deep voice: "The spiritual energy here is getting stronger and stronger, everyone shouldn't miss the good time to get the key."

Ling Xu repaired the Tao of Mirror Flower, Water and Moon in Mirror Moon Palace.

Mirror flowers, water and moon, the moon in the mirror, flowers in the water, imaginary and real reflect each other, the imaginary is real, and the real is imaginary. Although everything in this world is reflected in his eyes, it can't leave any traces in his heart.

Ling Xu would never speak if it wasn't for the noise of her two and disturbed her purity.

Xu Xuqing breeze blew Ling Xu's cyan long gown against his slender figure, as if to go with the wind, inadvertently giving people a sense of misty and dusty.

Xu Shu simply looked at Ling Xu's figure, and his eyes were full of obsessiveness. It is worthy of being someone who I like when I read books. It really looks like my own imagination, the same elegant and elegant, and the same cold and noble.

And Si Kongcong, who came with a few people, came this time as the chief disciple of Wan Jianzong.

Wan Jianzong had been under the leadership of the sword sage Liu Cong, and had a truly glorious history for quite a while. It's a pity that with the disappearance of the Juggernaut, he gradually declined and became the end of the various schools.

By coincidence, Sikongcong had received a ray of sword intent from the Sword Master, so he specially worshipped the door of Wan Jianzong, trying to find the deepest mystery left by the Sword Master, about the deepest mystery of his hard-working swordsmanship. .

Prior to this, Sikong Cong was just an inconspicuous clan member of the small school of the Sikong clan.

Si Kongcong never thought that there are still immortal cultivators in this world who can possess such a demeanor. The moment he saw Ling Xu, he felt the sound of his heart beating violently.

For the cultivator, family affection and heirs are very indifferent. After all, chasing the road of the great road, the road is long and difficult, it is rare to have a companion of the Taoist, so it is common for men and men to be together for a long time.

After only one glance, Si Kongcong decided in his heart: His Taoist companion is Ling Xu from the Jingyue Palace.

Thinking about this, Si Kongcong hurriedly agreed when he saw his sweetheart speak, "Daoist Ling Xu said it is extremely true. It is better for you to concentrate on waiting for the key to the secret realm of emptiness."

Mo Yao snorted coldly, and stopped speaking.

The clouds and mists on the sea are all around, ethereal, like a layer of tulle in a cage. Not far away, the Xiandao glowed everywhere, penetrating the clouds. And the surrounding aura suddenly increased several times.

The key to this pure and empty land is about to come out.

Everyone came back to their senses, and one after another they sacrificed their flying magic weapons and swept in the direction of the beam of light at the fastest speed.

And Shen Jiayan had just adapted to his Lingyue Sword, but if he wanted the Royal Sword to fly over to grab the secret realm key, he was still reluctant. At that time, I am afraid that the key will be robbed by others before others have passed.

Shen Jiayan looked around, and most of the magical weapons of the others were his own natal swords, or some low-level treasure ships, which could not be counted on.

Except, Ling Xu.

Ling Xu's magic weapon was a glass mirror for asking the heart. As soon as he took it out, it became the size of a small boat. Ling Xufei went on his body, and the mirror immediately drove him away. The wind blows up his clothes, his clothes are fluttering, and the ink is flying. He really looks like a fairy!

Everyone sighed silently in their hearts, and compared with Ling Xu, they all looked like mud on the ground, and only he was the unattainable cloud.

Unlike everyone else, Shen Jiayan not only didn't feel ashamed, but he was still silently studying how to climb Ling Xu's magic weapon.

Shen Jiayan took out several thunderstorm bombs from his storage bag. This thunderstorm bomb is usually of little use, at most it barely makes people speed up for a moment. However, it is just right for the moment.

Shen Jiayan raised his Lingyue Sword to a high place, then jumped down abruptly, using three thunderstorm bombs in a row, moving in the air without stopping, and finally landed firmly on Ling Xu's glass mirror.

Ling Xu only felt a sinking behind him, and immediately felt vigilant in his heart.

Ling Xu turned his head and saw Shen Jiayan smiling at him with crooked eyebrows: "Daoist Ling Xu, unfortunately, my magic weapon is broken today, can you give me a ride?" The slender Danfeng eyes were a bit mean, I don't know why. He smiled like that, but it was childish.

Ling Xu never thought that the disciple of the dignified Beiheng faction had never even learned how to fly with a sword. He accepted Shen Jiayan's excuse, frowned and endured.

Seeing Ling Xu's acquiescence, Shen Jiayan couldn't help but deepen the smile in his eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his lips couldn't help but increase. No matter how you look at his expression, there is a feeling of complacency.

Upon seeing this, Ling Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, not wanting to make the person in front of him too proud. So he stretched out his slender hand to Shen Jiayan.

Shen Jiayan shook it subconsciously, Ling Xu's hand was slightly cold, as if he was holding a piece of cold jade. Asked puzzledly: "What's the matter?" How come you suddenly remembered to shake hands for no reason?

Ling Xu drew out his hand and said unhurriedly: "Fang Huo Daoist, you have misunderstood. I mean, I will pay you five for the key you grab later. What do you think?"

Ling Xu's voice was elegant and beautiful, but his words made Shen Jiayan a little dumbfounded. Five keys? He himself may not be able to grab the five keys.

"Daoist Ling Xu, it's just a piggyback ride. Wouldn't the five keys be too much?" Shen Jiayan frowned and bargained.

There was a slight smile in Ling Xu's eyes. He didn't really lack the five keys at first, but he felt that the person in front of him was a little bit funny when teasing him, so he temporarily became interested.

"If Fellow Fang Huo feels that there are more than five keys, he can go down my heart-asking mirror now." Ling Xu said casually.

Shen Jiayan gritted his teeth: "Not much, not much at all. I will definitely give it to you."

In an instant, Shen Jiayan and Ling Xu were the first to reach the beam of light.

The key of this secret realm is also a spiritual thing. If you can't really suppress it by your own ability, then it will also run away.

Before the rest of the people arrived, Ling Xu grabbed a dozen keys without any effort. On the other hand, Shen Jiayan, every time when she was about to grab a key, she was sneaked away by it.

Later, those keys also seemed to see that Shen Jiayan was a foreigner and a middleman, and they circled him one by one, but they didn't let him catch one of them. It is completely bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, teasing Shen Jiayan.

Ling Xu took a look at Shen Jiayan. Seeing this, he calmly popped a few auras between his fingers.

That aura secretly surged in the direction of those keys. The next time Shen Jiayan rushed towards those keys, those keys seemed to be bound by something, although they were still struggling, they inevitably fell into Shen Jiayan's hands.

After repeating this several times, Shen Jiayan also grabbed 37 keys.

The large army behind has already arrived, and Shen Jiayan doesn't plan to grab any more. One is because the number of looting is enough, and the second is that there are more people. If you want to grab the key, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to grab.

Shen Jiayan simply stepped back, took out five keys and carefully handed them to Ling Xu: "Your reward." When he said this, he looked proud of "I have grabbed a lot of keys, quickly praise me."

Ling Xu complimented, "Well, thirty or so, really amazing." But he didn't mention the fact that he had robbed more than a hundred keys.

There were more than 80 disciples from the Beiheng faction. Except for the more than 50 people who grabbed the keys, Shen Jiayan also distributed the keys, which was enough.

What everyone has to wait for now is the opening time of this secret realm of emptiness.