Fairy way

Cangwu land in northern Xinjiang.

There are many monks gathered here, and they are all looking for the legendary holy land.

It's just a pity that no clues have been found.

But gradually some people began to feel strange.

Why hasn't the fair of immortals finished yet?

Many people are waiting for what the group of immortals will research, and then fish in troubled waters.

As a result, after such a long time, the group of immortals has not yet ended, and no news has been released. It is really a bit anxious and strange.

Finally, a brave monk who is proficient in the method of concealment sneaked into the group of immortals...

Then he was shocked to find out.

Where is there any group of immortals.

It's long over.

The hundreds of monks headed by the little god Qin Zhao have evaporated in place at this moment, and there is no trace at all.

The news spread quickly.

The crowd was shocked.

Everyone is looking for the Holy Land.

As a result, a large group of people disappeared without any reason.

It's so weird.

Moreover, the little gods invited all those powerful monks. There must be something wrong with the sudden disappearance of these people.

Have they found the Holy Land?

This is also very possible.

These monks are naturally anxious.

What a mistake.

It feels like a hundred missed opportunities.

Many monks began to frantically search for the whereabouts of the little god Qin Zhao.

Some people began to notice that there was once a huge flying boat flying through the sky of Cangwudi.

"It must be here." A yellow-robed Taoist priest found Fengluo County, and he was overjoyed: "The place where the flying boat stayed last, and there is a strong sense of space here."

Unfortunately, he was not happy for long.

A suffocating gray light flashed.

The brilliance in the pupils of the yellow-robed Taoist priest slowly disappeared, and then he fell down heavily.

A skinny old man appeared behind his corpse. The old man looked very ordinary, just like an ordinary sick old man, but the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes from time to time was creepy.

Standing on the shoulder of the skinny old man was a small palm-sized macaque. It was completely dark and very spiritual. Its eyes were full of spiritual light, as if it could see through the world.

"Hmph, with this little ability, it's still about coveting the holy land. All the opportunities belong to the young master. Whoever dares to get involved in vain will only have a dead end."

The skinny old man sneered.

Who else could this old man be? Of course, it was Qin Zhao's old servant, Liang Lao.

He has been staying in Fengluo County.

When he found a suspicious monk, he immediately shot and killed him.

Try to avoid any surprises.

He is very confident in Qin Zhao's ability, as long as there is no external interference, everything in the holy land must belong to the young master.

But at this moment, the psychic ape on his shoulder scratched his ears and cheeks, his eyes flickered with golden light, and his eyes wandered, staring at a certain area all the time.

The skinny old man's face darkened, and he growled, "You silly monkey is endless. If you weren't a heterogeneous creature, I would have killed you long ago. There is nothing at all. What do you look at, misleading me several times to entertain me, Are you looking for death?"

During this period of time, there seemed to be something wrong with the Lingming Ape's spiritual eyes.

Always go wrong.

Elder Liang always thought that someone was spying in the dark, but after searching for a long time, he still found nothing, so he naturally blamed everything on the spirit ape.

After being scolded, the Tongming Spirit Ape trembled with fright, his eyes flickered with fear, and he looked pitiful.

Mr. Liang is not someone who is easy to soften his heart. He condensed his finger force into a whip and whipped it heavily.

"Ah! Woohoo!"

The Tongming Spirit Ape was whipped, the pain went to the bone marrow, his body couldn't help shaking, and then let out a wailing sound, his small body shrank into a ball, repeatedly begging for mercy.

"Hmph, what a waste, keep looking for any suspicious monks for me, and report wrong information to me, and I will kill you." Old Liang said coldly.

The Tongming Spirit Ape hastily kowtowed in agreement, which made Mr. Liang stop whipping.

After Liang Lao finished all this, he turned his head and turned into a gray light and left.

He needs to monitor the entire Fengluo County, so naturally he doesn't have time to keep an eye on the Tongming Spirit Ape, and he also needs the Tongming Spirit Ape to help him control the news of Fengluo County.

The Tongming Spiritual Ape pitifully rubbed the place where he was whipped, there was a ferocious whip mark, and blood was already oozing out.

He stared pitifully and helplessly, dabbed some saliva and rubbed it on the wound.

The wound healed slowly.

It is worthy of being a rare alien spirit ape in a thousand years.

Even the saliva is not vulgar.

However, the wound could heal, but the pain could not dissipate immediately. He still looked around bitterly, as if looking for someone who could.

But at this moment, in the field of vision of the Lingming Ape's spiritual eyes, faint waves appeared in the space.

This is obviously a suspicious phenomenon.

The Tongming Spirit Ape hesitated for a moment, but did not report to the owner.

Because he was scared.

Fear of being wrong, fear of being beaten again.

This kind of thing has happened many times.

The Tongming Spiritual Ape cautiously approached the waves in the space, and opened his eyes full of spiritual light, as if he wanted to see clearly what was in front of him.

Suddenly, in nothingness, a cute girl lifted the black cloth blanket on her body, then poked her head out, with a charming face, she put her finger on her lips playfully.

"Hush." ​​The girl whispered, "Be good, little monkey, don't make a sound."

Normally, the Mingming Spirit Ape would definitely run away immediately.

Because this kind of spirit ape is very sensitive to external things.

And because it is relatively weak, it is extremely vigilant against all possible threats, which also makes this kind of spirit ape extremely difficult to tame.

The Tongming Spirit Ape originally wanted to escape quickly, but he stopped inexplicably, and looked at the girl in front of him with wide eyes in doubt.

Because he felt kindness from the girl, and felt an unprecedented closeness.

"That's good." Jiang Xiaoxi said with a smile, "Come here."

The Tongming Spiritual Ape jumped over by accident.

Jiang Xiaoxi looked at the whip marks on Tongming Spirit Ape's body, feeling a little distressed: "It's really not human, such a cute little monkey is underestimated, it's too pitiful."

She squeezed Fajue, and wiped the Tongming Spirit Ape with her little hand.

A cool force poured into the Tongming Spirit Ape's body, quickly dispelling the pain.

The Tongming Spirit Ape widened its eyes in surprise, scratched its head and flicked its tail excitedly, full of spirituality, and then rubbed Jiang Xiaoxi's palm affectionately.

Jiang Xiaoxi smiled gratifiedly.

Finally found a chance to get close to the Tongming Spirit Ape alone.

She was born with the ability to be close to beasts, coupled with the training of Venerable Qinghu, she naturally exudes a special aura, which humans cannot feel, but beasts will very much want to get close.

This is one of the foundations of the Beastmaster stream.

Without this point, subduing all beasts is just a delusion.

Jiang Xiaoxi happily stroked the head of the Tongming Spirit Ape, and the Tongming Spirit Ape felt the warmth and passion that he had never felt before, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"Little monkey, do you want to leave your current master?" Jiang Xiaoxi asked suddenly.

The Tongming Spirit Ape was taken aback, and looked at Jiang Xiaoxi in confusion.

Jiang Xiaoxi just smiled, and pinched an extremely complicated magic formula with both hands, and the mysterious spiritual power suddenly condensed, forming a weird seal.

This is a method that Venerable Qinghu has studied for hundreds of years. It is extremely mysterious and has never been published, so no one knows about it.

Jiang Xiaoxi's face paled slightly.

Obviously, it is also very difficult for her to use this technique.

"It all depends on your will." Jiang Xiaoxi gently imprinted this strange rune on the brow of Tongming Spirit Ape.

The next moment, a large contract formation appeared at the feet of the Tongming Spiritual Ape.

Affected by the strange sigil, the contract formation began to tremble violently, and then with a buzzing sound, the texture of the formation suddenly collapsed.

Shackles are broken.

The shackles are severed.

The contract... was automatically canceled.