A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

When Yun Feifei picked up that thing.

The ancient fairy paper finally appeared before them.

Fairy paper looks as thin as a cicada's wing, but it has an indescribable toughness. Its texture seems to be a fusion of star fragments and the essence of moonlight, faintly emitting a soft and mysterious glimmer. The color of the paper is not a single color, but a gorgeous and harmonious mixture, like the evening glow and the morning mist intertwined, purple, gold, blue, white and other colors flowing on the paper.

The edge of the paper seems to have been baptized by the years, with a slight curl, but it does not damage its overall beauty at all, but adds a bit of quaint charm. On the surface of the paper, those mysterious words are arranged in a messy and orderly manner like ghost paintings. These words seem to be written with some special ink, and the traces of ink flicker with a faint light, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, as if they have their own life. The shapes of the words are strange and complex, some are like winding snakes, some are like flying birds with wings spread, and some are like burning flames. Each character contains an ancient and powerful power, but this power has been sealed in these difficult-to-understand symbols by the years, quietly waiting for the destined person to interpret it.

Yun Feifei and Su Qingluan moved closer to take a closer look, their eyes full of confusion and curiosity. Facing this ancient fairy paper text that looked like a heavenly book, they knew that there must be a huge secret hidden behind it, but this secret was like being wrapped in heavy fog and was difficult to spy on.

"I don't understand, Xiaoqi! Can you understand it?" Yun Feifei asked.

"I don't understand it either!" Xiao Qi shook his head.

Su Qingluan and Yun Feifei looked at each other and immediately closed their eyes.

Slowly.

Their expressions began to change.

The two little beauties closed their eyes and frowned, as if they saw something in their hearts.

And this moment.

In the inner world of Yun Feifei and Su Qingluan.

You have already found yourself in a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers.

This is a paradise like a fairyland.

Here, it is surrounded by green mountains and flowing clear water.

The green mountains are towering, with peaks and ridges overlapping. The mountains are shaded by green trees, and the branches and leaves are lush like a piece of green ocean. Each tree is like a guardian carefully selected by nature, tall and straight, with thick trunks, and the lines on the bark are like marks engraved by time. Birds happily shuttle between the branches and leaves to build nests, and their songs are crisp and melodious, like the sound of nature, echoing in the valley.

At the foot of the mountain, a clear spring gurgles. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom. The pebbles at the bottom are round, smooth, and colorful, as if they were forgotten gems. The sun shines on the water, sparkling, like countless pieces of gold jumping on the water. Along the stream, there are many flowers, and the colorful flowers bloom in competition. The red ones are like fire, passionate and unrestrained; the white ones are like snow, pure and flawless; the pink ones are like clouds, delicate and gorgeous. The breeze blows, and the flowers sway gently, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance.

In this beautiful place, a magnificent sect stands on the top of the mountain. The sect is like a huge monster, but it is lightly suspended in the air, blending into the surrounding clouds. The sect's buildings are all made of white jade, and each piece of jade emits a soft halo, as if it contains endless fairy spirit. The gate is tall and wide, and there are exquisite fairy beast patterns carved on the door. Those fairy beasts are lifelike, as if they will break out of the painting at the next moment. Above the lintel, a huge plaque hangs in the center. The name of the sect on the plaque shines with golden light, revealing a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

The sect was surrounded by clouds and mist, which were like soft white gauze, sometimes dispersing and sometimes gathering. When the clouds and mist dispersed, you could see the pavilions and towers in the sect, which were scattered in an orderly manner. Wind chimes were hung on the eaves of the towers. When the breeze blew, the wind chimes made crisp sounds, as if telling the ancient legend of the sect.

Suddenly, a melodious bell sounded in the sect. The bell sound seemed to have magical power, instantly breaking the tranquility of the sect. The disciples of the sect poured out from all corners, wearing uniform white Taoist robes, with fluttering sleeves, like immortals descending to the earth. The disciples' feet were like the wind, and they quickly gathered towards the square of the sect. Some disciples were agile and came to the square after a few jumps on the roof; some disciples cast spells, stepped on the spiritual light, and crossed the sky like a meteor. For a while, the square was crowded with people, and the disciples lined up neatly, their eyes full of expectation and curiosity, wondering why the sect had called them together.

"What are they doing?" Yun Feifei shouted.

In that world, Su Qingluan heard Yun Feifei's voice and asked, "Fei Fei, is that you?" "Yes, I am also in this world and saw the picture. It is such a big sect and what a beautiful environment!" Yun Feifei said.

"Okay then, it looks like we are watching a drama together, let's watch it together slowly!" Su Qingluan said.

indeed.

This kind of scene is like two best friends watching a TV series together.

Then connect the microphone.

After seeing some good and exciting clips, the two of them started to complain about them.

In the sect’s square, almost a thousand disciples gathered.

All of a sudden, more powerful men came walking out of the void.

A large number of strong people can teleport.

Yun Feifei and Su Qingluan both knew clearly that the person who was stepping on the void was at least a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage.

And the one who teleported was a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Of course, the fact that someone can use such skills does not necessarily mean that they are at this level, it can only be said that they are at least at this level.

Followed by.

When everyone arrived.

A middle-aged man with a strong aura, wearing a white Taoist robe, began to speak.

White Taoist robe.

It seems different from others.

There were nine moons embroidered on his sleeves.

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