Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Lu Yan and the others were so scared that they turned around and wanted to escape, but they couldn't escape the thick trunks that covered the sky and the sun.

Almost instantly, the trunk collapsed, pressing all of them underneath.

Lu Yan and the others are like a neat row of nails, all their calves are deeply embedded into the ground. At this moment, they use their hands to exhaust the strength of the tree trunk to support them from being smashed into flesh by the big tree.

Old Beifeng's eyes stared like brass bells, and his voice couldn't help but tremble: "You...you dare to learn the forbidden technique and go to my Xizhou branch rudder to commit an act!"

"North Elder, pay attention to your words."

There was a cold expression in Xiao Lin's eyes, "You are too shallow and don't recognize this kind of supernatural power. Are you going to plant it as a forbidden technique?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well, An Neng peeped into the sky."

What Luo Zhiqiu used was not a crooked way, but a Cultivation Technique of the wood system.

After the Cultivation Base enters the magic product, the cultivator can choose one element among the Five Elements as its own specialization.

Except for the enchanting evildoer like Xiao Lin, where five attributes can be combined and used at will, it is not easy for an ordinary cultivator to cultivate an element to greatness.

For example, Luo Zhiqiu's mastery of wood elements now can be said to have reached the point of perfection.

After saying that, Xiao Lin didn't bother to explain more with Old Beifeng, and together with Luo Zhiqiu, he walked past the old Beifeng with his hands on his back and walked into the magnificent gate of the mansion.

All the disciples in the palace, Elder, heard the movement outside the courtyard and ran to the door to check.

Seeing that they were all under the tree, and seeing the two strange faces of Xiao Lin and Luo Zhiqiu, everyone in Xizhou Sub-rudder immediately became furious: "Okay, dare to make trouble on our site and stop it. he!"

"stop!"

Old Beifeng snorted and said angrily: "Get out of the way and let them in!"

Another looked at Elder, who was about his age, wondering: "North Elder, why is this?"

"If you ask you to get out, then get out, otherwise, you will be at your own risk."

Bei Elder only yelled from a distance, and didn't dare to approach Luo Zhiqiu at all.

When the group of Elders who were planning to take a shot heard the words, they all retreated to the side like a frustrated ball.

"It seems that these people are quite knowledgeable about current affairs."

Xiao Lin held his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile: "You just scared them with this hand."

"Huh, what is this."

Luo Zhiqiu was complimented, a little triumphant, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the cloud nerd, I would have razed this place to the ground and turned it into a forest."

"By the way, isn't that Yun Miaobi not in the mansion now?"

Xiao Lin was a little puzzled: "Otherwise, if he hears such a big movement outside, he, as the rudder master of Xizhou Sub-rudder, must come out and check it out."

"Brother, don't worry, this cloud nerd is too lazy to be like everyone's daughter Miss, who can't go out of the door, and unless the world collapses and is destroyed, he will never leave home half a step."

"Since he didn't show up just now, there is only one possibility. I will take you to find him!"

Immediately, Luo Zhiqiu took Xiao Lin through the three-story spiral staircase to the top floor of the mansion.

"Unexpectedly, you are familiar with this place?" Xiao Lin couldn't help but laugh.

"of course."

Luo Zhiqiu blinked his eyes, seemingly meaningful: "I am your most powerful pair of eyes, where all the subordinates live, the structure of the family, the layout of the home, I know everything!"

Xiao Lin couldn't help but sighed secretly that Emperor Ming was really a hero with a keen eye and a keen eye.

Although Luo Zhiqiu's strength is not as strong as the Eight Venerable, but her ability to collect intelligence alone is enough to top millions of soldiers.

When he came to a door, Luo Zhiqiu knocked on the door.

After knocking it three times, there was still no echo from the room. Luo Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel a little angry: "This cloud nerd is still the same. When he writes the words, he doesn't care when the heavenly king daddy comes."

As he said, Luo Zhiqiu backed up two steps to run, his slender jade legs kicked straight, kicking hard on the hard door.

The two door panels collapsed suddenly, and Xiao Lin was able to see the scene inside the door.

This room is quite large, with a total area of ​​more than 200 square meters, but the ground is full of countless sheets of rice paper with or without writing, resulting in almost no place to stay.

There are also thousands of calligraphy and calligraphy hanging on the wall, such as Xingkai Li Cao, Da Zhu Xiao Zhuan, and many twists and twists like ghost paintings, characters that Xiao Lin has never seen before.

And in the center of the room is an Eight Immortals table. A man who looks at the age of 30 is standing in front of the Eight Immortals table, holding a brush with his two fingers, and splashing ink on a piece of rice paper on the table.

The man was dressed in a white robe stained with ink, with a bun on his head. Although his face was covered with stubble, his eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism.

"This cloud nerd really can't help eating shit." Luo Zhiqiu said angrily.

Xiao Lin smiled helplessly: "He is really worthy of the term'nerd'."

The one that caught Xiao Lin's attention most was the pen in Yun Miao Pen's hand.

Ordinary calligraphers write with a brush that is only about one foot long. Using the thumb, index finger and middle finger to hold the pen together is the most traditional and most comfortable posture.

However, the pen in Yun Miaobi's hand was taller than his, causing him to have to hold the pen with his forearms, as funny as he was holding a small tree.

Luo Zhiqiu just kicked the door and heard a loud noise, but Yun Miaobi didn't notice at all, and was still intoxicated in his own world.

Luo Zhiqiu coughed heavily, and said coldly: "Yun Miaobi, my brother is visiting you in person, why don't you come to see him?"

Yun Miao Pen was slightly startled, and when he looked up, his face was pale with fright. He hurriedly threw the small tree-like brush on the ground and knelt on one knee. The cupped fist saluted: "Subordinate Yun Miao Pen, see Emperor Ming!"

"Get up."

Xiao Lin waved his hand, "You have a very comfortable life here."

"Everything underneath is bestowed by Emperor Ming. Emperor Ming was recreated by my grace. The wonderful pen will be unforgettable forever. Please move to the tea house!"

Immediately, Yun Miaobi took Xiao Lin and Luo Zhiqiu to the next room, and pour the two of them with tea that had already been brewed.

Yun Miao pen sat in danger, and solemnly said: "The subordinates ask the Emperor Ming to send the letter to the flying pigeon. There is something to report."

"Master Qiuluo and Master Tiandun have already told me the purpose of your trip. Emperor Ming has been lurking in Xizhou for so long, and it should be to capture Yan Bing of Yan Yan Island, so as to find out the traitor who betrayed me in the first place. Bar?"

"good."

Xiao Lin nodded and asked, "Do you have news about Yan Bing?"

"Exactly!"

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