Legend of the Cultivation God

The first thousand and fifteen chapters of Bai Yanqiu, the knife door

"The head of the squad, the sacred disciple is brought to the singer." After the confession of Li Tang, he sat in a chair on his left hand.

"Zhuxiang teaches you to see the white palm door!" Zhang Xiaohua took care of himself.

"Well, please." A soft force appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohua and took it.

“Xie Bai’s head.” Zhang Xiaohua said, and then turned to look at Peng Yeyu, and said: “The original Peng brother is a disciple between the water clouds. It’s really rude!”

When Peng Yeyu heard it, it was originally a cloudy and uncertain face. At this time, it was even more red, and he looked at his own master. He said: "The original Ren Shaoxia is a sacred disciple, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Night rain, you... know Ren Shaoxia?" asked the head of Baibaimen with a strange look.

"This..." Peng night rain only slightly indulged, immediately said that he had encountered Zhang Xiaohua and his dreams, and then asked Zhang Xiaohuadao: "I don't know... Huang Gongzi of the Star Alliance..."

"Hey..." Zhang Xiaohua snorted: "Peng Gongzi thinks he... what will be the end?"

"Peng night rain!" Bai Zhangmen sneered: "This head lets you go to the Star Alliance to listen to the news of the fragrant teaching, you ... you and Huang Qiang, let me not say, but... Ren Shaoxia has told you It’s just a sacred disciple. How come you don’t mention it?”

"The head is no strange, disciple... The disciples only thought that they were just talking nonsense. Can you tell the disciples that you are a sacred disciple? They just want to scare us away, where do you think... ..."

"Hehe" Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said: "We are gentlemen, of course, frank!"

"Peng night rain, go down yourself, go to the law enforcement hall to receive punishment!" Bai Zhangmen could not help but say, then ordered.

When Peng rains like a dead gray, he walks down the hall, and Zhang Xiaohua’s heart gives birth to pleasure: "This is the idea of ​​dare to dream, and it is really a gift from you!"

"Ren Shaoxia please sit." Bai Zhangmen smiled, a disciple sent a chair.

Zhang Xiaohua’s self-sitting, smiled and said: “The white paw is polite, I don’t know if the white-handed goalkeeper will come to the water cloud with his sister, what is it?”

Bai Zhangmen smiled and said: "There is something natural, or you can't use the laborer to move the crowd!"

"Oh, the white palms are all in the sky, and there are few unknowns in the rivers and lakes. Even if you are in the next thing, do you know what you know, and what are you using?"

"Ren Shaoxia praises, many things may not be seen by reality. If you don't ask for evidence, you can't be assured."

"Well, let's ask Bai Baimen to enlighten me. I have to hurry back to pass on the fragrant teaching. At this time, it is time to be tight!"

"Wulin Conference?" Bai Zhangmen asked with interest.

"Hey, since the white head has already known..."

After waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to finish, Bai Zhangmen asked: "When is the martial arts conference of the fragrant teachings held?"

Zhang Xiaohua rolled his eyes: "The major sects have already received invitations, and your teachings must be in the eyes of all the factions. Don't you know?"

"Is it the twenty-sixth of this month?"

"Exactly." Zhang Xiaohua replied with no anger.

"Well, there is still more than half a month, if Ren Shaoxia goes back in time, he can catch up with the life!" Bai Zhangmen laughed.

"That depends on whether the white head is allowed to go back in time!" Zhang Xiaohua said.

"Why don't you let me turn back in time? I have never thought about leaving you in this head."

"Thank you so much for the white head."

"Oh, no, in fact, this head, please come over this time, I want to ask, how do you teach from the fragrant incense? It seems that there is still a period of time before you open the big circle of escorts!"

"White Palm Gate really doesn't know?"

"Of course, I really don't know, otherwise... I won't send a lot of people to this head, using many means to inquire about the secret passage of your fragrant teaching?"

"Hey, why should Baibaimen be so concealed, don't believe it underneath, there is no news in Baizhangmen?" Zhang Xiaohua shouted.

"Hey, if not, how can this head invite you to come? If you forget, then you will see the mountain, Ren Shaoxia, is there any problem with the guardianship of your school?"

"Well, it is."

"Sure enough, if there is a flaw in the large-scale escort, how can there be many disciples coming out? How do you let the sects go to the fragrant peak?" The white palm door showed a strange look: "Since the fragrant teaching is about to reproduce The rivers and lakes, then what about our waters? Can you be willing to be behind?"

Later, it seems to explain to Zhang Xiaohua: "I am planning to call the world martial arts next month, and I am going to re-enter the rivers and lakes. I can’t think of the fragrant teaching, but I will send a hero post first, but it is quite difficult for this school. Sending a hero post behind your teachings will inevitably make people laugh. It is better to slap the martial arts conference when you teach your martial arts conference. It is also a good thing to explain to the world heroes. Ren Shaoxia thinks how is it?"

"Oh, very good, very good, please come down with the white head, do you want to pass this news to the teacher of the church?"

Bai Zhangmen said: "Exactly, if the party suddenly sent disciples to the front, it is inevitable that the abruptness will make the quiet teacher too unhappy. It is better to let Ren Shaoxia bring the news, so that he can show the sincerity of the party!"

"Well, this is going to be alive!"

"Thank you so much for Ren Shaoxia." Bai Zhangmen suddenly asked: "There is a big education for your education... Is it gone?"

Zhang Xiaohua stunned and thought for a moment: "This is a secret now, but when the white head is in Dianchi, it will naturally be known, and it is not a matter of telling it now."

"Well, it's no wonder that the sacred disciples can enter the rivers and lakes at will, oh, pass the fragrance, the rivers and lakes chaos, the sanctuary of this immortal... There is always a limit, for thousands of years, the fragrant teaching... After all, it has fallen. !"

Zhang Xiaohua’s heart moved and asked: “It’s quite emotional to listen to the tone of the white head. Is it difficult to have a story between the water clouds?”

"Hey, Ren Shaoxia wants to know?"

"If yes, please enlighten me."

"That, if Ren Shaoxia tells the head, you come out from Dalin Temple, why not directly return to the fragrant religion, but to Yixia Town, Baiquan Mountain, and Xiangyang Town... even a few days are gone, but also Why, the head will also tell the truth!"

"Hey, Bai Zhangmen is really amazing. I have been careful all the time. I am very careful. I can still be eye-catching by your eyes and ears... just, this is a thing...not enough for outsiders, please also understand the white palm!"

“Is it? I heard that Master Da Geng of Dalin Temple gave a piece of paper to Ren Shaoxia. What is it above?”

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head.

"Is it an agreement between the fragrant and the Dalin Temple?"

"Is it... something that has something to do with fairy tales?"

"Maybe it is the thing that the fragrant religion left on the rivers and lakes..."?

The more I listen to Zhang Xiaohua, the more I feel that this white palm is too imaginative, all of which are shaking my head.

Just listen to the last shot of the white palm door, stand up and say: "Ren Shaoxia, you will be hidden, Yixia Town Houjia, Baiquan Mountain Chengjia, are inextricably linked with Xiandao, even Fuyang In the impression of the head of the town, it is also related to the fairy road. When Ren Shaoxia went to these places, the murder and destruction of the corpse immediately occurred. If it is not some secrets, how can the head be able to believe?"

Zhang Xiaohua also stood up and said, "The head of Baibai, all of them are facts. These are some of the private things that are underneath. It is not convenient to tell the truth, but one thing is certain, What immortality does not have a relationship of half a copper coin. If you don't believe it, you can go there and look for it. Please wait for me to wait for it. Just want me to wait for the teacher to send a message. I have already promised, please ask the head to put it in the next meeting. The remains of the fragrant peaks!"

“嘿嘿” Bai Zhangmen sneered: “Ren Shaoxia...has always been aware of the current affairs. Why is this time confused?”

"How?" Zhang Xiaohua squinted at her and said: "If Ren Mou does not say, the white palm is still not compliant?"

"What is more important to let you bring a message than the secret of immortality? Ren Shaoxia still think about it seriously..."

"You don't have to think about it!" Zhang Xiaohua interrupted the white head, saying: "This thing has nothing to do with Xiandao!"

"You really don't talk?" The white **** didn't believe it at all.

“How?” Zhang Xiaohua sneered: “Do you want to ask the white head?”

"Ha ha ha" Bai Zhangmen laughed: "The scent of teaching a small disciple is so embarrassing, if the head does not come up with some means, is it not to let the disciples under the door?"

Said, I saw the white palm door left hand, it is the teapot that I usually hold in my hand, the right hand has already smashed a law, "啪", the finger is shot on the teapot, "噗" Lightly rang, the round teapot cover is flying up, hovering in the air, zooming in and out, the white palm door will give a finger, and it becomes a smashing cover and heads to the small flower cover.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't worry at all, he was looking into his arms, and he was about to take out his dreams. Suddenly a warm current flashed from his forehead, and his body shape was fixed on the ground. No movement can move. The thing that I didn’t want to stay in Zhang Xiaohua’s mud pill palace, flew out from Zhang’s forehead, was on the lid that flew over, and the lid immediately became a prototype, dripping back and flying back to the white palm. The door in the hand.

At this time, the things that flew out of Zhang Xiaohua’s forehead were also spinning in the air. In a moment, they were up, and they turned into a projection of the gods. Standing in the air, isn’t that unintentional?

Seeing such a change, everyone in the hall of the water cloud was shocked on the spot, the white palm door was first horrified, then the vibration, and finally the staring of the unintentional Yuanshen projection showed an incredible look.

"You wait for the disciple under the knife of the gods? Where did the refining pot in his hand come from?" I asked indifferently.

"The younger generation is the disciple of the **** knife. Bai Yanqiu." Bai Zhangmen saw it, did not dare to neglect, immediately fell to the ground, respectfully said: "This refining pot is the disciple's master passed down!"

(Please vote for ***, please vote for the recommended ticket, please collect, please reward, thank you) (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to *** (***.***) vote recommended Tickets, ***, your support is my biggest motivation.)