Chapter 565

"Shizu! Grandma! Look, look, is that a treasure island

The cheers of yesiwen awakened the people who were meditating with their eyes closed. They opened their eyes one after another and saw a place at the end of the sea of fire surrounded by purplish red smoke, which seemed to be a dense fog barrier of flame transpiration. They gathered together and awed people for no reason.

Murong Ling quickly took out the jade slips for comparison, and a happy smile appeared on her face. "It should be right. It's the central island! "

Since leaving xuezhangwo, they have been wandering in the sea of fire for a day. Because of the jade slips on the map, they avoided several dangerous places and finally arrived at their destination without danger.

There is no miasma in this thick fog. When you enter the fog, you can see a thin border. Several people set foot on the treasure island without any hindrance. The warm and cool air comes to your face, as if you were born on a spring island with the fragrance of birds and flowers and the prosperity of the four seasons, rather than an island on the fire. This warm and comfortable environment makes everyone feel relieved and alive.

Murong Ling asked Li cangmin to take out the spirit tree. "Elder, we have already landed on the island. Do you know where shouyuanguo grows?"

"Are you really on the island?" The voice of surprise came from inside, and then a light shadow of green smoke came out, but Lord Heguang revealed his soul. He looked at the island in front of him with complex eyes, and his eyes were deep. "I was attacked shortly after I landed on the island, and I didn't know the specific location of shouyuanguo. But shouyuanguo likes Yin, you go to the west to have a look."

Murong Ling couldn't take care of the heart knot with master Guang, so she immediately summoned the jade flute out again, let everyone sit on it, and rushed to the northwest.

Ye chengshuang and others are shocked. Looking at Murong Ling, who is flying on the imperial instrument, they pick up their voice for a long time and ask, "grandma, are you Zhuyuan?"

There was no need for her family to hide. Murong Ling nodded frankly, "I had a chance occasionally. Now it's the middle of the Yuan Dynasty."

"In the middle of Zhuyuan, Zhuyuan!"

Yesiyun slipped at his feet and almost didn't fall off the jade flute. If it wasn't for the owner and others, he was shocked and surprised. He almost thought he had heard the wrong thing! In just half a month, you are in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty! "

Before entering the secret realm, you can refine nine layers of yuan. What's the speed?

Shizu aside, the second master of the night family, the master, was only in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty!

Murong Ling knows that her advanced speed is shocking, which is also an important reason why she hides her accomplishments with thousands of faces. But after all, the night family is the night family. After the shock, the rest is full of joy and joy. The great master's grandmother's success in cultivation is not the help of the night family.

As for the appalling cultivation speed, they had an explanation from the bottom of their heart. The grandmother was the transformed Huolian demon plant, and her strength was unfathomable. Although she didn't know why her cultivation degenerated, the foundation of the transformed demon plant was there, and it was not difficult to restore her cultivation.

In a word, the identity of fire lotus demon can't be faded from the heart of the night family.

Compared with the joy of the night family, Li cangmin is more quiet and silent. Murong Ling's eyes turn, and he can see his thin lips slightly pursed, his back straight unconsciously. His dark eyes seem to be covered with a layer of thick fog, deep and mysterious, which makes people just look at him, and then fall into it.

"What's the matter?"

Maybe her eyes were too focused, and finally Li Cang min was startled. He suddenly looked back at her and called her name in doubt, "ling'er?"

Murong Ling held his hand, and found that his cold and dry palm had a rare moisture, which made his heart sour. "Don't worry, we can find shouyuanguo."

Li cangmin's serious and straight face finally showed a smile, and his expression was a little light. "I know that with ling'er by my side, I will be happy and happy, and my wish will come true."

There is no one in the world who knows him very well except ling'er.

Murong Ling is suspicious of her fortune, but when Li cangmin says that, she still smiles and answers, holding his hand tightly and collecting the information below with him.

The central isolated island is shrouded in purple smoke all the year round. The friars outside don't know much about it. They don't know much about its scope, and they don't know much about its distribution. Therefore, they are faced with a totally strange picture. Below are the mountains, monsters and beasts everywhere, even the natural materials and treasures are countless. This is a treasure land that has not been seen for a long time, and it has been storing exciting treasures for thousands of years.

However, these did not make the hearts of the people on the jade flute move forward. The magic weapon did not stop, leaping over thousands of mountains and rivers, looking for the legendary shouyuanguo.

Murong Ling had withdrawn her power of assimilation with Huolian as early as when she landed on the island. Because she wanted to collect information, she let herself into the state of harmony between man and nature. In that short moment, she was integrated with the underground plants and plants. She was all ears and eyes.She saw with her own eyes the scene of the eight level monster fighting, the tiger biting off the boa constrictor, the snow rabbit hiding in the Bush, and the sound of the grass whispering. Her eyes were wandering in the territory. Even the eight level monster did not notice her peeping, only the flowers and plants that borrowed her eyes and ears knew her existence.

At this moment, she had no reason to produce a ridiculous and arrogant idea - she is the master, she is the king of all trees!

For a moment, the wind surged and the clouds surged. The grass and trees broke their waist bones. When the wind passed, there was no bow.

Such a mysterious and strange feeling flashed by, as if the snow geese flying in the heart lake, leaving a faint trace. Murong Ling suddenly wakes up. It's just an illusion, but she is not in the mood to pursue further. Instead, she concentrates on inquiring about the news with the flowers and plants.

Born in this land, they are the best guides.

Fortunately, the central island is the place of Zhong Lingyu, and the wisdom of the flowers and plants is not low. Although they are rooted in the land and their movements are limited, there is not a lot of news from the birds and animals. They listen to all the gossip, and at this time they learn to feed back to Murong linglai.

The vast and complicated information poured into the sea of knowledge. Fortunately, it was the level of divine knowledge in the middle of the Danyuan Dynasty. Murong lingcai was not overwhelmed by the rich information. After some deletions, she finally marked a suspicious place.

Magic Valley, nameless cliff.

At the moment when Murong Ling turned around, Li cangmin noticed the abnormality and his eyes were so bright that he said, "ling'er, what's the line?"

Murong Ling's ability to communicate with Lingzhi is clear.

Murong Ling didn't hide it from him and nodded, "yes, just a hundred miles away from the northwest. They all say it's weird here. Let's go and have a look."

There may be great advantages and opportunities, but all the friars who are looking for treasure know this truth.