Legend of the Cultivation God

The first thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters

When the figure of Zhang Xiaohua reappeared, he was already in a remote place under the foothills of Mount Lushan. Zhang Xiaohua looked back at Lushan in the distance, his mouth was smiling, and the law was a glimpse. Gradually disappeared.

And said that the fragrant teacher Jing Yi Shi Tai and Dalin Temple Changsheng master and others out of the Ling Xiao Bao Temple, look at each other, are sighing, along the steps and came to the foot of Mount Lushan.

"Go, pick a dead corpse in front of you and pick it up!" Jing Yi Shi gave a command, and looked at Shu Qing Shi Tai.

Shuqing Shitai is also a look of dissatisfaction, looking back at the glory of the fairy tales above the Lushan Mountain, whispered: "Xianyuan ah Xianyuan, these Xianfu... actually fell into a young boy In my hand! It’s a pity that I’m a sorcerer and a sister, so that’s it... dying in vain!”

"Right, Chen Chen, you will talk to the old man about the ins and outs of this happy little!"

"Yes, too!" Chen Chen seems to have not escaped from the surprise of seeing Zhang Xiaohua in Xianfu. Obviously, he is absent-minded.

"It’s still a disciple!" Peacock saw it and said: "Ren Xiaoyao was the first time a disciple saw it in Huichun Valley..."

At this time, on the top of Mount Lushan, there was a burst of "Huilong". The people looked up and saw that the steps from the Xianfu on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared, and the steps disappeared completely. The huge palace gate was slowly closed again. Then, the color of the infinite radiance above the fairy palace gradually disappeared, and the whole fairy tales gradually became a plain and unremarkable.... Palace!

"Oh, it really is an abnormal situation, it really is a means of immortality, it really is controlled by that happy!" Shu Qing Shi Tai three consecutive "sure", the tone is full of ... ... regret and not!

"Hey Master..." An inside disciple ran in a hurry and panic on his face!

"Do not worry, slowly come!" Jing Yi teacher too sees, the heart is not good, but the face is also calm, Shen channel.

The disciple calmed down, his face still with surprise, and he said: "The master of the martyrdom, the disciple just smashed the body of a female disciple who did not know what to send, and found that...the female disciple has been dry, and there is no body. Blood!"

"Ah? What happened?" Not only is Jingyi Shitai, but Peacock, Chen Chen and Shu Qing Shitai are also exclaimed: "Can you confirm?"

"Yes, the disciple confirmed, the disciple... and saw a few men's bodies, although there was no undressing, but... when you look at it from the face, it is also like this... like a dead body!"

"Go..." Jing Yi Shi Taizheng couldn't stop, and stepped forward, the disciple was also leading the way.

At this time, under the entire Lushan Mountain, the corpse is all over, or leaned over, or on the back, or half-bedroom, not far away, not far from the place where Jing Yi Shi is standing too far, a thin and thin female body lying on his back. Next, there are several female disciples who teach the inner door around the circle to block the female body.

Jing Yi Shi entered the circle too. I saw that this woman is dressed in the general rivers and lakes. At this time, the top has been cut open, showing the plump and abnormal upper body. It is full of temptation and even the upper body of the style. At this time, it is pale. Abnormal, and ... dry abnormalities, like dry bacon, without a trace of moisture, the original should be a crystal clear and thin chest, at this time tight contraction, numerous fine wrinkles spread over it, just like two A slightly larger walnut. In the woman's heart, there is a small, slender wound. At this time, it is dry, shrinking, and there is no trace of blood!

Jing Yi Shi was too squatting down, touched the woman's skin with her hand, and leaned down to smell the woman's wound, her face was stunned, then she looked up and looked around again. Showing a puzzled color!

Chen Chen is also curious to see, the face is full of fear.

Shu Qing teacher looked too, and when the gods swept away, he sighed and almost shouted "Amitabha" in his mouth.

After a while, the quiet teacher is too puzzled: "Too, what do you think?"

"How can I see it? The blood of this child's body is sucked up, there is no life, and the old body has lived for so long, never encountered it!" Shu Qing teacher sighed.

"Put people... clean up, Wu Mingtang disciples go to the town nearby, find ways to hire some villagers and carriages, take me to the people who died in the sacred religion, and the dead bodies around my sacred religion station, choose one The mountains and clear waters are buried!" Jing Yi Shi told me.

"Yes, the subordinates know that the subordinates have already arranged for Wu Mingtang disciples to go!" Xue Zhen, who had never spoken, whispered to the side.

"Well," Jingyi teacher nodded too much, and said to Shuqing Shitai: "Too, is this... is it the abnormality that Ren Xiaoyao said?" Then, look up at the high place of Xianfu: "He is this god." Know... Oh, it should be the power of the Immortal!"

"Well, it's like this. If you don't rely on Xianfu, how can his gods come here? However, the power of this Xianfu is really powerful, and we are far from being able to do so!" Shuqing teacher nodded.

"The master of the martyrdom, the great master of the Dalin Temple has a request!" An inner disciple walked quickly.

"Well, I know!" Jing Yi teacher nodded, turned his face and looked at Shu Qing Shi Taidao: "Too, the longevity must be a corpse, do you always go?"

"Don't go. I used to turn my face with Dalin Temple because of Xianfu. Now I am afraid that I can't hold my face. You are the leader. You can go, and you still have to listen to the story of Xiaoyao!"

Seeing that Shu Qing is too dying, Jing Yi is too peacock to go straight to the Dalin Temple.

Chen Chen, it was pulled by everyone, in the face of Shu Qing Shi Tai, started the role of the storyteller!

When Jing Yi Shi came to the residence of Dalin Temple, the Bai Yanqiu of the water cloud and the Zhang Sanmeng of the Zhengdao League had arrived, and there were several heads of large martial art.

When I saw the Jingyi Master coming over, the Changsheng Master opened the door and saw the mountain road: "Silence Master, can you check the body?"

"Well, I checked it, but..." said, Jingyi Shi looked around at everyone, Shen Sheng said: "However, the teacher has not seen such a weird thing, the elders of this teaching have not seen !"

“唉~” The long-lived master sighed and shook his head: “The masters of Tianzhu and others have never seen such strange things!”

"Is it still used?" Bai Yanqiu said: "The Beidou faction has always made it clear that this is a bureau set up by Tianlongjiao. Tianlong teaches it as a demon religion. Who knows what artifacts they are cultivating? ?"

After listening to this, the Master of Life and the Master of Sorrow are too frowned. This is of course the first thing they thought of. But... Tianlong is created at the same time as the three schools of the immortal, although the magic is different. For tens of thousands of years, it has also been shared and shared. There are some tricks in each other who are also clearly and tightly minded. But... The fragrant teachings and the Dalin Temple have never heard that Tianlongjiao is so bloody... means!

In fact, the most crucial thing is... Tianlong teaches the emperor to release the day has set up a bureau, but also in this game in the middle of the game was severely injured by the master of the Scorpio!

"Don't it... that was hurt...not the emperor's release day?" Jing Yi Shi Tai and Chang Sheng master are both a glimpse, the two look at each other, it is a loss.

But... the emperor’s cultivation is as impersonating, and the person who faked the emperor’s release... Who is it? Tianlong teaches a emperor to release the day and let the three schools of the immortality have a headache. They secretly cultivate a disciple who can compare the emperor's release to the heavens. Then... even if all the other seven kings are killed, the strength of the Tianlong teaching will not be How much damage!

"Zhang Sanmeng Lord... Do you have anything to say?" When the Jingyi Master came to see the ordinary and abnormal Zhang Meimeng, he frowned, his face was uncertain, and he was surprised. He asked.

"I... I don't have anything!" Zhang Sanmeng was a little nervous. He said it directly to "I", then he woke up, and a little smile appeared in his mouth. He said: "There is nothing in this seat. There is no clue. I don’t even have a martial art school. Do you say that?"

The heads of several martial arts sects are also horrified.

"That... your face..." The quiet teacher is too arrogant, and asks.

"If the elders of your class are killed, the disciples are also killed... I am afraid that the face of the teacher is too ugly than this one!" Zhang Sanmeng said coldly: "I am arrogant." It’s the moment of life and death, this seat is a bit mournful, isn’t it right? Does the teacher think that this... What blood... is it related to this seat?”

"Blood...what?" The quiet teacher is too embarrassed, and wonders: "What does Zhang Sanmeng seem to know!"

"What do you know in this seat?" Zhang Sanmeng was furious: "If the teacher is too skeptical, this seat will leave, and you will find evidence... Come and find your seat, leave your words..."

"And slow, slow!~" The Master of Changsheng immediately stopped: "Zhang Sanmeng's main anger, the old man knows that you are in the midst of this great change. The lord's heart must not be... comfortable... and the quiet teacher is also the survival of my entire rivers and lakes. And consider, ask a few more words, the lord does not care!"

"Zhang Dameng is no stranger. I have not been able to advance and retreat with the Zhengdao League on the previous hall. At this time, it is just some questions, but you have to worry!" Jing Yi teacher changed his face too.

Zhang Sanmeng’s chief snorted and stopped talking, and the steps he took were also collected.

The Zhengdao League is also miserable. One of the eight lords and eight lords, in addition to the defending of the main peak of the UNITED UNITED KINGDOM and a basically abolished rice ally, the world is still alive and well, the other six vice-presidents are all killed! Hundreds of disciples who brought the opportunity to cultivate the vice-presidents of the Lushan Xianfu were also destroyed by Zhang Xiaohua! In addition to thinking about other things, Zhang Sanmeng is still planning how to take away thousands of disciples. If he knows that these thousands of disciples have become Zhang Xiaohu's private soldiers, they still don't know how much bloody!

And these thousands of disciples... To a large extent, they still have to rely on the fragrant teachings. Therefore, although they have been looking very sharp, they can go down immediately...

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