Traveling six hundred li upstream along the river and crossing at the Red Cliff crossing, Liu Xiaolou arrived north of the great river. Following the route Xin He had told him, he only needed to travel another five hundred li north from there to reach Green Lion Ridge.
But Elder Hou had instructed him in his letter to avoid flying on his sword as much as possible after passing Red Cliff. It was best to travel honestly on the ground, because the closer he got to Green Lion Ridge, the more high-level cultivators there would be. Now, not only were high-level cultivators from the three sects gathered in clusters, but many from other places had also rushed over. If he openly flew through the sky... Qi'er did not take the Ruyi at once. Instead, she glanced at Empress Cui seated at the head. Only after seeing Empress Cui smile and nod did she hesitantly accept the Ruyi, remove the flower crown from her head, and hand it to Xiao Jing.
After eating, they did not even need to wash the bowls. Every day, new boxed meals were delivered, with even the bowls and chopsticks prepared for them. They only had to eat.
Zitong lay sprawled on the ground, while Shasha stood to the side, dumbstruck and unable to say a word. The hunchback was covered in blood and, like a ghost, charged at Cheng Yang with a sinister grin.
The Buddhist beads, blessed with the vast Buddhist Dharma of the canonical Azure Pine, scattered in all directions like bullets. The ones suffering most were the enormously enlarged Mimi Hualuo Wan and the already massive Thousand-legged centipede.
"Zuo Wumu, hand over what you have on you, or today, us four brothers will make your blood splash the ground!" A shrill, sinisterly