Legend of the Cultivation God

"This is a quirk!" Qian Yuming is also attached: "Since this is not the building of your home, what is it placed here?"

"Oh," Qian Yuming’s words are very harsh, but Ling Zheng is not angry. He took a look at Pu Jianyuan and smiled: "The poor road remembers that there is also a archway on Feifengling. The book on it is 'Yunming. 'It’s irrelevant to Feifengling. I don’t know if Pu Daoyou has such a plan?”

Pu Jianyuan changed color, cold road: "This is my Feifengling family affairs, Lingdaoyou did not ask too much?"

"Oh, yeah, the poor road really asks!" Ling Zheng will show his hand: "Three friends!"

Pu Jianyuan three people entered the archway with Ling Zhengyi, and then went up several floors and saw many Lingjia disciples, but they came to a quite large hall.

The style of this hall is simple and the scale is not small. It doesn't look like the masterpiece of the comprehension family. It doesn't wait to enter the hall. The jade is also sighing: "Lingdaoyou, not a poor road, you are a temple of misty mountains. Although it is not big, it can be magnificent, and the real atmosphere is not lost compared with the temple of Huang Huamen. It is really unexpected to the poor!"

Qian Yuming also nodded: "The feeling of the poor road is what the roadside friends think. The poor road has also visited many families, but I have never seen such a magnificent palace."

"Let's friends please~" Ling Zheng smiled: "This hall is also the same as the archway. I only know that it is the biography of my Lingjiazu. There are countless mysteries inside. But if it is said that it is not recorded,"

"There are countless mysteries?" Qian Yuming said slightly. Looking up at Pu Jianyuan. Pu Jianyuan immediately smiled and said: "The two Taoist friends are invited to take the seat. My Feifengling seems to have some origins with the Mist Mountain. I also have such a magnificent hall on Feifengling!"

"Oh, the guest with the main, Lingdaoyou please!" Zhan Yu smiled and raised his hand.

Ling Zheng smiled and advanced the temple, while Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming did not step, but looked at Pu Jianyuan again. Pu Jianyuan nodded slightly and stepped into the temple. Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming were still hesitant. I can look at each other, a little hesitation, and also entered the hall.

Inside the hall, it looks the same as the exterior. The top of the temple and the four walls depict some strange pictures. There are dragons with claws and claws on the screen, and giants standing in the sky. Even the shaded jungle has fingers like branches that reach out to the crowds. The blood of the pieces spills over the ground!

"Quirks, this... seems to be the legend of the ancients?" Qian Yuming’s eyes swept away: "This thing... It seems that only a handful of martial art sects have been sealed, and they are all The esoteric sect of the sect, I can't think of seeing it in the foggy mountains, it is really unexpected!"

Zhan Yu will sweep away the gods and smile: "In the hall of Ling Daoyou, is it not only the murals?"

Ling Zheng will put his hand on the road: "Please sit down with your friends. There is nothing else on the temple. It is said by two. Who knows if the Taoist friends can have a chance to see it?"

After the four people were seated, the disciples of the Misty Mountain offered spiritual tea and spiritual fruit, and quietly retreated.

"Please~" Ling Zheng smiled and said: "Pu Daoyou has come many times, and I know that there is no special spiritual fruit in my foggy mountains. These are common in the country. I hope that the three Taoist friends will not be disgusted!"

“Hehe~” Pu Jianyuan and others laughed and picked up a few Lingguo and tasted them. After waiting for four people to chat about Xiaoyu’s anecdote, Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming made a few glances.

How does Ling Zheng do not understand, pick up a fruit fruit by hand, kneel between the thumb and forefinger, and turn freely. Look at Pu Jianyuan and smiled: "There is a saying in the world that is good, nothing to go to the Three Treasure Hall. Pu Daoyou has been in the fog for a few years. I don't know what is going on here today?"

Pu Jianyuan put down the spirit tea in his hand and smiled: "Since Ling Daoyou asked, the poor road will open the door!"

But at this time, Ling Zheng thought of something like it, and said: "Yes, before the Pu Daoyou explained, the poor road wants to ask a question first!"

Pu Jianyuan stunned and nodded: "Ling Daoyou please speak!"

"Oh, it is like this. The poor roads have heard that in the past few years, many of the comprehension families have the true spirits of their disciples, and do not know the situation of Feifengling?"

"Hey? How did Lingdaoyou suddenly ask this question? What about the disciple of the Mist Mountain?" Pu Jianyuan asked.

"Oh, after all, my foggy mountain has some origins with Feifengling. Maybe there is the same true blood in the body. It is the poor road that has this question!" Ling Zheng said seriously: "And it is not a pupa friend until At this moment, I don’t have a disciple’s blood awakening in the foggy mountain!”

"This..." After listening to Ling’s words, how can Pu Jianyuan not hear the meaning of “when is it too urgent?” However, he only hesitated for a moment, biting his teeth and shaking his head: "Your foggy mountain is the foggy mountain. My Feifengling is Feifengling. Does my disciple have a **** awakening and what is your relationship with the foggy mountain? Lingdaoyou, the poor road, there is something to say! The poor road came here for the family of the poor road! The previous poor road is only one person, it is difficult to fight against you, and now invites Qian Daoyou and the exhibition. Daoyou, let them be a witness to the poor road! ""Pu Daoyou said in the Yanlin Shanze... Lost instruments?" Ling Zheng’s pretense was surprised: "On that day, is the poor road not with you?" How can I see it? And...and, of course, the poor road is not also swearing? Isn’t the instrument in the hands of the poor and even my disciple?

“Ha ha ha~” Pu Jianyuan stood up and pointed his finger to Ling Zhengyi. He laughed and said: “Ling justice is arbitrarily righteous. It’s really like a person’s name, a good look, a sweet stomach, not a poor road!”

Then he reconciled to Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming; "Of course, the poor road believes in this swearing oath, thinking that the instrument is absolutely not in his hands, but? In the forest, in addition to the poor road and Lingdao friends, There are no other monks at all. The instruments of the poor roads can't be found in life and death. Even if they use the secret method, there is no news. The two friends say that there is anyone else besides this?"

"Oh, to be fair, Ling Daoyou is indeed the most suspected!" Zhan Yu nodded: "However, since Ling Daoyou has already made a vow, I am afraid it is unlikely!"

"Hahaha, what a swear by evil! The poor road suddenly wakes up in a few years. This swearing oath only says that he didn't take it. His disciple of the Misty Mountain didn't take it, but he didn't say that he didn't see it, didn't say him. Didn't you let other monks who are not disciples of the Mist Mountain take it?"

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