Legend of the Cultivation God

Three days later, a bright moon hangs above the night sky, and the night sky on the prairie is clear and the stars are scattered all over the moon. 《》》()

"The hour has arrived, let's go!" Kun Feifei flew up from the ground, with no expression on his face.

After waiting for the three to get up, Xiao Hua waved his hand and flew away from the ground to a dozen pieces of sparkling charms. It was the array that Xiao Hua had laid. During this period of time, although Xiao Hua did not stop enlightening the rabbits, he also had the income, but because there were people waiting for him, and did not refine the new charm, the law was still the original array. However, Xiao Hua's approach is becoming more sophisticated, and even faintly feel that there are other arrays in his memory that are about to recover.

Xiao Hua received the charm, put on the confused, followed the three to fly to Jiangcheng.

Although Jiangcheng Town is above the grassland, because of its relatively simple construction and a wide range, it is half the size of the Moon City. In the northeast of Jiangcheng Town, there is a place where the lights are very beautiful. It is a manor with a wide area. I saw the night, under the shadow of Yuehua, four characters on the archway, "Lingyi Villa" .

There are more than a dozen boys in robes under the archway. They are probably the realm of four or five layers of refining.

Xiao Hua and others fell down and looked at the archway of the door, and walked over.

When the boy of the servant saw a monk coming over, he quickly separated the two welcoming ceremonies and went up to the ceremony: "The younger generation has seen four predecessors, I wonder if the four seniors came to my Lingbi Villa?"

"I am waiting to attend the meeting of the Spirit, and I also invite two friends to lead." Kun Feiyan is at the forefront. Said Shen Sheng.

"The younger generation welcomes the four seniors to attend the spiritual meeting, and also invites the four predecessors to present their tokens." The taller boy said with respect.

"I am waiting for the disciple of Yu Leizong. I am in a hurry, but I have not received the token!" Kun Feiyan took a shot. Take out the token of Yu Leizong and hand it over: "This is the token of my disciples, and you will show it to your family!"

"Yu Lei Zong?" The boy was obviously surprised. Looking at another boy, he was overwhelmed.

Although the other boys are short and short, they are very uncomfortable. After a slight bun, they immediately squatted: "It turned out to be the predecessor of Yu Leizong. The reputation of your party is really admired by the younger generation, and you can see the seniors of Yu Leizong. The younger generation is fortunate."

"Oh," Kun’s face was a smile. 《》》()

However, then the boy was a turn. Said: "But the order that the younger generation received was to check the tokens of the meeting in the spirit. The four predecessors did not have the tokens of my Lingbi Villa. The younger generation did not dare to put four seniors into it. Four seniors are here later. The younger generation took the tokens of their predecessors and went to see how the owner decided!"

"Come on. Go!" Kun was not happy with his face, and he threw his token to the boy who was impatient.

"Previously later!" The boy took the token and turned and walked away.

But for a long time, a monk who was about forty years old came in a hurry. There was no boy who reported the news behind him, and the look on the face of the monk was very busy. Apparently, the boy was thrown away and he rushed. Seeing this is also the look of the twelve-layer monk. Kun is not proud of his heart.

The monk stepped forward and handed the token of Kun non-smoke forward. He respectfully said: "The poor road Ming Cuishan disciple Yu Ming, the predecessor of Yu Leizong came, the younger generation could not welcome the older generation to laugh!"

Although Kun Feifei is proud of himself, he can see that the same monk is also repaired. He has quickly taken over his own token and said: "You are a polite friend, and the poor road is also a 12-layer refining. This predecessor is not allowed. Friends are good!"

Yu Ming listened, and my heart was loose, but it was not revealed on the face, but it was still respectful: "No matter what, since it is the friend of Yu Leizong, it is to give me the face of Lingbi Mountain, the poor road It is welcome!"

However, I don’t wait for Kun’s non-smoke to talk again. Like Ming’s previous boy, Yu Ming’s turn: “Just... my Lingshu Villa’s meeting to the spirit is my Ming Cuishan, um, and blue. A private meeting of Li Zong’s disciples, some of which are secretive, so only the Taoist friends who have received the tokens can enter. Since the Taoist friends have no believers..."

In the latter case, Yu Ming did not say that it would come out, but the meaning was extremely obvious, and he waited for Kun to leave himself.

“Lan Lizong?” Kun is not a smoker: “Lan Lizong and my Royal Leizong are also good friends. There are things in the two factions. I have also communicated with Lan Lizong’s friends!”

"This Taoist friend... I am very sorry, this trip to the spiritual meeting is indeed secretive, otherwise... I will definitely open the mountain gate and invite four friends to enter!" No matter what the non-smoking is, Yu Ming All are apologetic answers.

"Daoyou, this is not to give me the face of Yu Leizong?" Kun non-smoker said with some sneer: "Isn't it a condensed treasure? My Royal Leizong is not without knowledge!"

Yan Ming’s eyes are miniature. Although there is no cold language, the tone has changed: “Since the Taoist friends know that there is a condensed treasure, they naturally know the interests. I have not invited any of my disciples. How can I enter at will?"

"But it's a small Lingbi Villa..." The dry Di Heng next to it is also a bit of a fire: "Is it harder than the Li Moling of Lan Lizong?"

"It’s hard not to know how poor the poor road is. The poor road has always been the door!" Yan Ming also sneered: "If the Taoist friend wants to know, try it. But if there is any difference, don't blame the poor. The road did not remind you in advance!"

Seeing that things are raging, and seeing that there is no fear in the Ming Dynasty, there must be a predecessor in the Lingbi Villa. Kun is not so dumbfounded, although they did not take off the fans, but...not the Royal Leizong. The face is gone, it is her own heart is extremely .... Tangled!

Just when the two sides were deadlocked, when Kun was not able to ride the tiger, the last Xiao Hua walked up and handed it to him. "Do you know how to call the Ming Cuishan Masters?"

"The predecessors are poor teachers!" Yan Ming's face was slightly slow, nodded: "However, even if the Taoist friends know the teacher, today is not afraid!"

"Oh, this is the case!" Xiao Hua said with a smile: "The seniors of the past had owed a favor to the younger generation. On that day, they said that the poor road can use his name to do one thing. Of course, this matter can not hurt the world. Isn't this just right?"

Yu Ming thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "The disciples of Xi Shibo... The poor roads have also sent the tokens. If the Taoist friends said that they are true, the poor roads can be used to treat you as a teacher! But, What is the treasure of Shi Bo? The Taoist friends can use the tokens of Xi Shibo to make this token, and the poor roads can be taken back by the teacher's tokens!"

Xiao Hua smiled bitterly and did not hesitate: "The predecessors just said one thing, they did not give the poor road to believe things!"

"Haha, the Taoist friend said it easily. Since there is no token, isn't it a white saying? The poor road master is not in this Lingshan Villa, and it is impossible to prove it!" Yan Ming laughed.

"Oh, it's no way!" Xiao Hua sighed: "The predecessors of the day are such a saying, you can't help the Ming Cuishan ignore the poor road!"

After all, Xiao Hua turned his head and said that he was talking to Kun Fei. The smile on Yan Ming’s face was even worse. He said, “Oh, this friend, just tempted the poor road! Xi Shibo, cough, often I don’t know where the Taoist friends were when they saw Xi Shibo. What was it like?”

"Ah?" This is the turn of Xiao Hua, who is crying and laughing. When he was in Japan, he thought that Xi’s name was not mentioned. Now it seems... this predecessor really has this habit! ! !

Xiao Hua stepped forward and said the name of the unnamed one. Then he said the situation on the same day. Naturally, Yu Ming wanted to check the magic gun tip. Xiao Hua also took it out of the space and handed it over.

"Ha ha, no, no!" When Yu Ming saw the tip of the magic gun, he did not pick it up. He even waved: "This thing has been seen before! Oh, and... this thing, the poor road is also I know that it was the Taoyou’s Taoist friend who bought this thing!"

When Yu Ming saw the look on the face of the magic gun, it was very strange. It was also strange: "Since it is the Taoist friend who took this thing, it is understandable that Xi Shibo made this person down! Please also ask the Taoist friend to accept it. it is good!"

Xiao Hua is somewhat inexplicable, but since Yu Ming recognized his purpose, it will be achieved. Sure enough, when Xiao Hua received the magic gun tip, Yan Ming smiled and said: "Since you have the customs of Xi Shibo, this goes to the spirit. Four friends will be able to participate, but please ask four friends to win the lost!"

Xiao Hua and others received confusion, and they re-examined with Ming, and Ming Ming saw that all four were in the late 12th floor of the refining, knowing that it was to build the foundation, they would no longer ask, personally Four people entered the Lingbi Villa.

"Four Taoist friends please!" Yan Ming led the four people to a hall. I saw a lot of monks in the hall. These monks were all refining monks, and obviously many monks. It is familiar, there is a whisper in the hall, and many people are talking about it.

These monks saw Yan Ming leading the four refining monks into the late stage, and they all stopped and looked at the four strangely.

Yan Ming did not explain, led Xiao Hua and others to a table near the center, and raised his hand: "The four friends should sit down, and then go to the spiritual meeting in half an hour, I hope that four friends Have this fate!"

"Thank you for your friends!" Xiao Hua smiled and shook hands.

"Oh, no, thank you, if it is going to get up, the poor road is a cheaper!" Yan Ming arched his hand and quickly left.

When Yu Ming left, the hall was quiet for a while, then it gradually became louder. A monk who was not far from Xiaohua looked at the four people and walked up. He said: "The poor road Mengyang, four Who is the disciple of my branch of Lan Lizong? I have never seen it before." (To be continued.)

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