The clouds flow like water, but there is a unique ethereal and ethereality among the lines.

Mingkong ran around in the sea of ​​clouds with his naked feet. The clouds in the sea of ​​clouds were viscous, and although they were not as good as real water, they were almost the same. Mingkong did not use spells, but relied on the extremely agile body of the golden elixir, and each foot was even and fast, and he ran in the sea of ​​clouds.

The delicate and small jade feet can ripples in the clouds when they step on the sea of ​​clouds. Against the backdrop of the soft white clouds, the feet become more and more white and pink. Mingkong, with long hair, smiles from time to time, like a cheerful deer, galloping in the sea of ​​clouds.

Mingkong's light and agile posture was leaping, with an indescribable touching vitality and vitality. Gao Huan looked at him from afar, and suddenly felt that he was much younger, as if all his worries were disappearing with the wind while running.

Gao Huan couldn't help but smile. He believed that he would never forget this beautiful moment. Not for fame and fortune, nor for the secret techniques of magic weapons, is such a simple happiness from the heart, naturally without any impurities.

Even if you are a genius, you will have to practice for at least a few decades. For example, Fan Siqin and others have practiced for more than a hundred years to achieve the golden elixir.

After practicing for so long, even if you have not experienced any worldly things, your temperament will definitely be a little calmer, and you will never be as teenage as Mingkong.

The clouds in the distance fluctuated, and a cloud raft passed through the magic array and entered this sea of ​​clouds.

The cloud raft was filled with cultivators, and the leader was Chen Lan, who had received Gao Huan and the others.

Mingkong didn't expect that outsiders would come here. Although she didn't care much, she knew that it was not good for outsiders to see her like this. She could only return with a disappointed look on her.

Many cultivators on the cloud raft saw Mingkong running freely. When they saw Mingkong turn around and leave, someone immediately asked Chen Lan: "Deacon Chen, which sect is this woman from?"

The person asked the question, with white hair, wrinkles on his face, and a thin body was a little hunched. He held a purple gold stick in his hand, looking like an old lady who could be a breath of breath. But her cold and triangular eyes seemed to penetrate the hearts and show that she was definitely not an ordinary person.

Chen Lan nodded and said, "She is a disciple of the Dragon Elephant Academy in Beihai."

"Hmph, it turns out to be a disciple of Beihai..." The white-haired old woman respected her identity and didn't say much. But her tone was full of disdain.

The disciples next to the white-haired old woman didn't have so much scruples, and they all laughed and said, "What kind of sect is this? I have taught such a wild girl."

"I must have never seen anything before. I suddenly came to the Tianling Fairyland and couldn't find the north!"

"What's so strange about it? What can you see in the corners of the North Sea!"

Chen Lan neither agreed nor dissuaded. She just smiled and said nothing. These cultivators all came from Taixu Sect. Taixu Sect was also among the best among the second-rate sects in Yangping Continent. The white-haired old woman was named Ao Hui, and she was the Supreme Elder of Taixu Sect and had always been domineering and arrogant.

The Taixu Sect sect is located at Chongyang Peak, which is geographically the center of Yangping Continent. Taixu Sect has always looked down on some small sects outside Yangping Continent.

Ao Hui was very displeased with Mingkong's voluntary posture, and when she heard that Kong came from Beihai, she was even more disdainful. But no matter how she said that she was a powerful god-transforming man, she certainly could not point to Mingkong and say anything. But the discussions of the disciples around her made her feel very comfortable.

Beihai. It is a remote and barbaric place. Even the cultivators there are also a group of rural villagers who are uninformed. Most of the sects in the central Yangping Continent have this mentality and look down on the small sects around them.

Dozens of disciples from Taixu Sect found a topic, saying everything you said and said it all the time. They pointed out others' shortcomings condescendingly, which made the disciples of Taixu Sect feel very good.

Mingkong could not hear these people's words, but felt the maliciousness and disdain in everyone's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little angry. He ran to Gao Huan and said angrily: "Senior Brother, where did these people come from? They don't look like good people!"

Gao Huan naturally didn't know the people from Taixu Sect, but since Chen Lan brought these people over, he knew that Wanxiang Sect had no kindness.

Although Tianqinju is large, it is not much for Wanxiang Gate. Since the four Beihai sects are arranged here, it is logical that outsiders should not be brought over again.

There is a protective magic circle on the cloud raft, but it cannot stop Gao Huan's clear mind. Gao Huan can hear clearly what the practitioners of Taixu Sect say.

This group of people from Taixu Sect are a bit funny. But when they live next to each other, they will definitely cause friction and conflict. This is what he wants to see in the Wanxiang Sect.

There are many Taixu Sects, but there are only two who can transform into gods. In terms of strength, the four Beihai sects can easily crush it. However, in the realm of Tianling Immortal, they cannot make a big fight.

It can be said that this is a test of the Wanxiang Gate.

Gao Huan can't worry about these things. He pulled Mingkong and said, "Why do you have to be aware of them? When you reach their age, you can destroy them at will."

Gao Huan's comfort made Mingkong feel much better, and he frowned and said, "Okay, let's teach them a lesson when I'm so good."

"Young man is arrogant." A hoarse shouted, but it sounded like thunder in Gao Huan and Mingkong's ears.

As a powerful god-turned-god, Gao Huan could not hide what she said. She had a bad temper and immediately scolded her.

Gao Huan wanted to leave, but was shouted by the other party but couldn't leave. Gao Huan smiled at Mingkong and said, "I didn't want to cause trouble. They insisted on coming to the door. I'll see if I'll vent your anger for you later."

Mingkong saw the other party's aggressive aura, especially Ao Hui with white hair. Her cold eyes made her feel a little weak. She whispered: "They have a lot of people, so let's go first..."

Gao Huan said, "It's okay. Besides, others don't want us to leave!"

Ao Hui didn't take action, and the group of disciples below her were not idle. Almost everyone's divine intentions were locked in Gao Huan and Mingkong. Even if there was no murderous aura, the divine intentions of so many cultivators were locked in heavily, which was a huge burden that ordinary cultivators could not bear.

But these divine intention locks are like a breeze blowing on Gao Huan's face. They are nothing. Since the other party is unwilling to give in, Gao Huan doesn't want to retreat just like that.

"Do you want to teach me this God-Daojun?" Gao Huan said calmly.

Ao Hui glanced at Gao Huan and couldn't figure out whether Gao Huan was deliberately provoking or was born not afraid of death. Ao Hui would never attack Gao Huan, but her disciples couldn't help it.

"Master, I'll teach him a lesson..."

(After taking cold medicine, my mind is drowsy, I will write two thousand words first. Don’t worry, I will never be eunuch~)

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