Chapter 877

Xu Qing silently went down the mountain.

He did not choose to fly, but walked in the night, stepping on the moonlight, walking step by step toward the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes main city.

The previous scene made a strange feeling rise in his heart. He had grown up so big, and rarely had such ripples in his heart.

This made Xu Qing a little uncomfortable.

So while walking, he recalled the Canon of Plants and Trees in his heart. With the emergence of knowledge about each herb, Xu Qing's heart gradually became as calm as water.

His expression became the same as usual, his pace became calm, and his speed increased accordingly.

Until a moment later, when he arrived at the berth, Xu Qing stood on the shore, looked back at the direction of the Xuanyou Sect, and doubt and vigilance rose in his heart. It was not that he could not see the teasing in Immortal Zixuan's behavior; the current Xu Qing was no longer an ignorant child.

It was just that he did not believe that an ancestor who had reached that level of cultivation would have such simple thoughts. There must be other reasons for this. After all... in this world, there is no inexplicable kindness.

Everything has a reason.

But he could not figure out what the reason was, so he waved his hand to take out the magic ship, stepped into the cabin, sat cross-legged, and pondered.

Until the sky outside gradually brightened, Xu Qing still had no clue, buried this matter in his heart, and closed his eyes to meditate.

As for the work of the Security Special Division, Xu Qing had not handled it for a long time. This was because the Immortal Pool 20% off jade slip he gave the captain was used by people every day.

According to the information given by the informant, the captain invited Wu Jianwu over every day during this period. The two of them didn't know what they were chatting about, seemingly instigating, while Wu Jianwu looked like he was a mix of excitement and hesitation.

Xu Qing was a little surprised, but his curiosity was not strong, so he did not ask, but seized the time to refine the devoured blood of the Miemeng. Just like this, several days passed.

On the morning of this day, when the night sky was burned by the early sun and was visibly disappearing, the moment the sunlight shone into the magic ship and illuminated the faceless ship's bow, Xu Qing received a message in his sound transmission jade slip.

"Little friend, tidy up, sister is coming to pick you up, let's go out for a walk."

The moment he saw the message, Xu Qing was silent. He thought for a while, sent a message to Seventh Master, informed him of this matter, and asked if it was okay.

Seventh Master was also silent on that side. After a long time, he tried to ask Xu Qing a question.

"Old Fourth, first date?"

"Date?" Xu Qing was stunned.

After noticing Xu Qing's reaction, Seventh Master's laughter came, telling Xu Qing that he could accompany her boldly.

When Xu Qing was hesitating in his heart, Immortal Zixuan's magnetic, soft, and greasy voice came from outside the cabin.

"Little friend, let's go."

Xu Qing raised his head, walked out of the cabin silently, and saw Immortal Zixuan sitting on the railing of his magic ship, holding a pot of wine in her hand, looking up and drinking.

In the sea breeze, Immortal Zixuan's green silk fluttered with the wind, dressed in white scholar attire, spotless, with a pretty face like a pear blossom, incomparably beautiful.

The picture of this scene was very beautiful, just like eyebrows as light as autumn water, jade skin accompanied by a light breeze.

Surrounded by sunlight, she was like a treasure, as if there was no peer in the world, born uniquely in a thousand years, with the spiritual essence of heaven and earth in one body.

Noticing Xu Qing walking out, Immortal Zixuan put down the wine pot and turned her head gently....

At this moment, the sunlight passed through the gaps in her fluttering hair, forming a halo, scattering a touch of seven colors, full of beauty.

Especially her eyes, carrying a deep and divine charm, when they fell on Xu Qing, a smile emerged from the corners of her mouth.

This smile was different from the feeling of a hunter that Xu Qing had seen before, seemingly containing some gentleness, focusing on Xu Qing.

If someone were here to see this scene, they would definitely feel dazed. It was really because the two on the ship, the woman like a treasure, the man like a star, it seemed that at this moment, even the dawn was willing to become a foil.

Xu Qing's footsteps paused.

Today's Immortal Zixuan was completely different from what he had seen in the past, with less charm, more heroic spirit, less dominance, and more gentleness.

It was a bit contradictory, but it was perfectly integrated into Immortal Zixuan.

This change in style made Xu Qing look a few more times.

"Is it good-looking?" Immortal Zixuan tilted her head and blinked her eyes.

Xu Qing nodded.

Hearing this, Immortal Zixuan was very happy, let out a pleasant and moving laugh, and then patted the ship railing and smiled.

"Little friend, this ship of yours is not bad. Let's travel with this ship and go to the Xuanyou Sect you saw back then." After speaking, Immortal Zixuan turned around, took a deep breath of the air containing sunlight, and picked up the wine pot to drink again.

Xu Qing looked at the ship railing Immortal Zixuan was sitting on and her deep breathing action, and hesitated. There were too many poisons on his ship. The poison currently permeating the surroundings was at least two hundred kinds. Whether it was the deck or the ship railing, every position on this ship was highly poisonous.

However, he felt that with Immortal Zixuan's cultivation, his poison was nothing, so he pinched a formula and waved, and suddenly the boat vibrated, slowly rising into the air. After changing direction, it roared toward the direction of the Yunxian Wangu River, not slow, and disappeared in an instant.

Looking from afar, the boat in the dawn, with its sails raised, was magnificent.

Xu Qing stood elegantly on the deck of the bow, controlling the boat while his purple Daoist robe rustled in the wind.

And on the ship railing to the side, the incomparably beautiful Immortal Zixuan sat there, her two legs swaying gently, looking at the distance with her head tilted, drinking wine while enjoying the breeze, her green silk fluttering along with Xu Qing's clothes.

This scene, if a painter were to paint it, would definitely be incomparably beautiful and contain artistic conception.

On the ground, inside the port, the captain poked his head out from a corner, holding a recording jade slip, and rapidly imprinted this scene.

"Little A-Qing's first date, such a precious scene needs to be kept. Maybe it can be sold for a high price in the future." The captain was full of smugness.

It's just that he didn't notice that not far behind him, Seventh Master was standing in a pavilion, looking at the boat in the sky, and sighed.

"Is this still the Zixuan Fairy who made countless heroes dream of her back then? The charm of that kid Old Fourth... can already be compared to when I was young."

Under the gaze of the master and apprentice, the boat left the mountain gate of Seven Blood Eyes and followed the tributary of the Yunxian Wangu River, moving rapidly forward.

The sky was clear, ten thousand miles without clouds, blue like a pure lake, giving people a feeling of relaxation and happiness. Inside the bow, Xu Qing looked straight ahead, doing his best to control the boat.

It was really because being alone with Immortal Zixuan made Xu Qing a little nervous. After all, the other party not only had terrifying cultivation, but her behavior several times before made him feel uncomfortable....

So he could only put all his attention on controlling the boat.

Just like this, time passed, and a day went by.

Although Xu Qing's nervousness was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief because during the day, Immortal Zixuan did not say a word. She seemed to like sitting on the ship railing, liked drinking wine there, liked blowing the wind there, and liked looking at the distance there.

Perhaps it was the brightness of the day, so after the night sky was covered, the starlight was more than usual, unknowingly gathering around Immortal Zixuan.

Making the already beautiful Immortal Zixuan seem to be gently gathered by the stars, her pretty face showing a brilliant and flawless charm, gorgeous and pure at the same time, like a fairy in the moon walking into the human world.

But this fairy was no longer charming, and had no gentleness, but instead had some coldness on her body, looking down at the Taisi Du'e Mountain in the dark night.

Xu Qing looked down and noticed where Immortal Zixuan was looking. There seemed to be a sect there. Because the location was too far, he could not see clearly, and could only vaguely hear the miserable screams coming from the wind.

"Go over and take a look." Immortal Zixuan said lightly.

Such a cold expression, such a cold tone, was the first time Xu Qing felt it on Immortal Zixuan. At this moment, his heart tightened, and he turned the magic ship directly toward Taisi Du'e Mountain.

As he approached, Xu Qing saw that it was not a sect, but a village built on the top of the mountain. There were hundreds of loose cultivators inside, both human and alien, mostly ferocious, with a heavy sense of bloodiness on their bodies. There was also a lot of fresh blood in the village, and in the middle of the village, a magic array was carved.

Countless corpses were piled on that magic array, as if they had become sacrifices, and some kind of evil ritual was being carried out.

With the opening of the ritual, an indescribable evil radiated from the magic array, and at the same time, chewing sounds echoed. The hundreds of ferocious cultivators around, one by one, showed madness in their expressions, all worshipping.

Xu Qing glanced at it, his pupils shrank slightly, and a feeling of palpitation floated in his heart.

Those hundreds of cultivators were nothing; the highest cultivation was just a one-heaven-palace Golden Core. What made Xu Qing palpitate was the evil radiating from the array.

"The Sword-Holders once ordered that sacrificing to evil spirits is strictly prohibited in Yinghuangzhou, and the Eight Sect Alliance also has this decree. You all have quite some guts."

Immortal Zixuan's voice, carrying calmness, echoed in the night sky. The moment it did, the evil aura in the magic array fluctuated violently, revealing horror, and rapidly retracted, as if wanting to withdraw.

As for the cultivators around, their expressions changed drastically one by one, but before they could speak and see the magic ship arriving in the sky, Immortal Zixuan raised her jade hand and beckoned lightly downward.

This beckoning gesture contained an indescribable charm in Xu Qing's eyes. He could not see too much, just felt that this seemingly casual beckoning seemed to conform to the rules of heaven and earth operation. No divine ability descended, no technique transformed, but...

In the village on the mountain top, the hundreds of trembling cultivators, one by one, suddenly shrank in an instant, along with the magic array, along with the evil aura within it, and even this mountain, all shrank in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, disappeared from Xu Qing's sight.

This scene made Xu Qing's mind tremble, and a grain of sand flew over, landing between Immortal Zixuan's two fingers.

Looking at that grain of sand, Xu Qing operated his cultivation base and looked carefully with his eyes. Under his full effort, he finally saw that the grain of sand was mountain-shaped, which was exactly the mountain from before.

The cultivators, the magic array, and the evil on it were exactly the same, but they were obviously shrunk countless times, and at this moment, they all revealed incomparable horror and despair.

The next moment, Immortal Zixuan pinched her two fingers lightly.

With a crack, the grain of sand turned into fly ash and dissipated.

"Little friend, what are you stunned for? Let's continue walking. Let's just follow the mountain range. I want to see the mountain scenery." Immortal Zixuan, sitting on the ship railing, looked at Xu Qing and smiled lightly.

This smile melted the coldness, and the charm surpassed the moonlight. 39314769..