Legend of the Cultivation God

"Hey, as long as it is a suitable method, the old man can definitely satisfy you, and even give you the right refining exercises!" Xiao Hua smiled.

Seeing the disappointment in the eyes of the monks, Xiao Hua smiled and untied the storage bag at the waist and handed it to the monk: "You see, can these stones meet you?"

The monk took over the storage bag, and the gods swept away. The eyes showed a happy color and a little greed. The hand holding the storage bag even shrank a little, and hurriedly said: "The younger generation... of course satisfied!"

"That's good, what is your practice? Let the old man see!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly.

"This..." The monk lost his smile. "The younger generation has the practice of refining the body, but... did the seniors think that the younger generation can carry it in the storage bag with them?"

Xiao Hua frowned and understood why the monk had only asked in the shop before, and there was no movement.

"But it~" Xiao Hua's sleeves, reaching out to take the storage bag. At this time, the monk stretched out the storage bag, and he reluctantly shrank back. He lost his smile. "Predecessors, the younger generation left the practice outside the city of Yuming. If you are willing, can you follow the younger generation? ......"

But when it comes to this, the monk thinks of something, and his face is somewhat white.

"How? You dare to let the old man go with you to the city outside?" Xiao Hua looked at the monk with interest. "Don't you fear that the old man will kill you?"

The monk was really scared and handed over the storage bag.

However, Xiao Hua just caught the storage bag, and the monk shrank his hand and bit his teeth. Dao: "Can the predecessors wait for the younger generation here, and the younger generation will give the jade to the predecessors!"

Xiao Hua smiled at the monk and pointed his hand to the storage bag: "The old man can certainly wait here, but you have to return the storage bag to the old man!"

"But it!" I saw the monk biting his teeth and putting the storage bag on his eyes. He said, "The younger generation has always been very accurate. The seniors have been talking to the younger for so long, they are not bothered at all, and even It is modest. So the younger generation trusts the predecessors, and it is not the kind of predecessors who are blindly obsessed with the interests of the younger generation!"

"Well," Xiao Hua nodded slightly, and shrank his hand back. He said, "You can hold the storage bag. However, the old man still has to look at your refining exercises. If it is appropriate, you can take these Lingshi. If it is not appropriate, the old man still has to take Lingshi back!"

"Yes, the younger generation understands! The younger generation will definitely satisfy the seniors!" The monk's face had a faint blush, and he said casually.

"Go. Let's lead the way!" Xiao Hua smiled.

"Predecessors please!" The monk carefully collected the storage bag and raised his hand to indicate that he was leading the way.

The two went out of Yutian Cave and quickly left the mountains. The monk put a flying character on the front. Xiao Hua did not follow the monk's back. Along the way, many monks are very respectful to Shih Chia, with different expressions in their eyes. Obviously... they also have different speculations about the two things.

The mountain range that leaves the city of Yuming is immediately a prosperous area surrounded by mountains. It is the shop, the base of all the martial art in the city of Yuming. There are also many ordinary inns.

Xiao Hua thought that this refining monk would be in the ordinary inn, and the jade of the refining body was also placed in the inn. I know that the refining monk actually flew directly through this biggest prosperous area and went straight to the city of Yuming!

"Hey?" Xiaohua’s face remained the same, but in the eyes it was somewhat thoughtful.

At this time, the monk turned back and laughed: "The younger generation came to Yuming City a few days before, missed the bidding meeting, and the Lingshi in the late generation was limited. Not willing to spend on these inns, so The important East ** such as Yu Jian is outside the city!"

"Well, let's go." Xiao Hua smiled. "You are not afraid, is the old man terrible?"

"Yes~" The monk’s eyes flashed a little in a panic, seemingly afraid of Xiao Hua, and no more words.

Out of Yuming City, the monks have been going west, not the same as Xiao Hua’s previous entry into Yuming City, and the scenery around him is also very strange. At first, there were lush vegetation, and soon the mountain became sinister, the vegetation was withered, and the dead wood began to point to the sky!

"Predecessors are anxious, the younger generation will hide the storage bag in a mountainous place, and will arrive soon!" The monk who had never spoken was finally said.

"Since you are afraid that the exercises are being robbed, you should find a safe place to put it here. Isn't it easier to be taken away?" Xiao Hua said with a smile. "The old man feels... you seem to have an old man." What a bad heart!"

"Hey, the seniors don't know, the younger generation is a mess! It is often robbed by other monks, and you have to be careful!" The monk smiled bitterly. "According to the experience of the younger generation, it is safer to put it on the body!"

Between the talks, I have already crossed a mountain, and I saw a spacious place next to the stream.

“Predecessors waited a little~” The monk turned back and shyly smiled, and he pointed his hand down. “The younger generation will hide the storage bag there!”

"Well, you can take it!" Xiao Hua actually stopped in the air, faintly said.

The monk's figure slowly descended, approaching the stream, but the monk did not rush to the ground, but slightly sideways, looking around with his eyes.

The monk does not look tight, but at first glance it is a glimpse. Xiaohua’s location does not have any figures at all!

"Hey?" The monk whispered, and quickly turned to find!

"The old man is here!" Xiao Hua’s voice rang at the top of the monk’s head. "You don't take the storage bag, look for the old man?"

The monk’s face showed a hint of blush, and even a slight panic: “Before...predecessor...”

"Hey ~" Xiao Hua's big sleeves, a fierce force gave birth, toward the monk is the cover!

"Predecessors, how can you go out of your way?" The monk was not aware of it, his body shape flew, and he tried to dodge and squandered.

"Ha ha ha ~" Xiao Hua's body shape with the monk, not far from near, but the strength of the sleeves is also uniform, smirk, "The old man just said to find the practice of the body, you sent it to the door Moreover, the old man is a foundation-based monk. You can rest assured that the old man will follow you. Do you think the old man will doubt himself?"

"Yan Shibo... Quickly save the kid..." The monk listened, and it was really anxious. Seeing that he could not escape Xiao Hua’s mana, he hurriedly called for help!

Xiao Hua was sneer, and God swept over the foothills and the waters.

"Ha ha ha ~ Xiao Hua, you really are awkward exceptions, the old man is so seen by you!" A laugh, next to the mountain, on a rock, Guanghua micro-flash, Yan Yu's body flashed out, "but Since you are in the trap of the old man, how can you escape the anger of the old man even if you break through the middle of the building?"

"What? You don't want the life of this disciple?" Xiao Hua smiled like a smile, and his hand was tight. The monk was like a chicken and was put in the hands of Xiao Hua.

"Yan Shibo, fast...help the kid!" The monk struggled and hurriedly said, "You always promised that you will never hurt the boy's life!"

“Yan Shibo?” Xiao Hua asked faintly. “Xiao has never seen Yan Daoyou since he asked himself, and he did not know when he was guilty of Yan Daoyou. Actually, he was here to deal with Xiao Mou?”

Then Xiao Hua’s vision passed over his own.

"Hey? Can you see the four banned bans?" Yan Yu was a little surprised, but then he sneaked out of his nose. "What if you see the formation? How can it be restored?" If you don’t miss it, you killed me in Yan’s family, and now I’m in the hands of Yan’s. I also expect that I will wait for the monks to compare with the genius of the Mozong of that day?”

"Yan Jia? Tian Mo Zong??" Xiao Hua has some discoloration, "You are..."

At this time, Yan Yu waved his hand and took out a triangular flag in his hand, gently waving between the other four sides of Xiao Hua, next to the mountains and streams, and Xie Ming, Qian Han and Liang Yu of Yan Yan. The figure is revealed.

"Oh ~ it turned out to be a friend of Yan Yan's teaching!" Xiao Hua saw Xie Ming and Qian Han, and awakened and said, "You are the strict elders who swear by Yan Yan?"

"Yes, it is Yanmou!" Yan Yu's face flashed a trace of embarrassment. "You and Cai's little girl actually dare to count me Yan Jiazi, the old husband is the only blood relative, actually died in your hands, the old man. Not killing you with your own hands, how can you calm the old man's anger?"

"Hey, take revenge for the blood relatives?" Xiao Hua sneered, look at the monks in his hands, and asked, "Send the sacred priests to Xiao’s hands. Is this disciple’s life not a life? Only the disciple of your Yan family. Life is expensive? And...what are you waiting for, why do you think Xiao is not clear?"

"Ha ha ha ~" Yan Yu laughed. "This disciple is a priest who teaches his disciples. He asks the old man. It is normal for the old man to let him do things. As for life and death, take it in your hands. If you kill him, you will sin." Yanjiao, this is different from killing my family Weier!"

"Is it different?" Xiao Hua sneered at the refining monk. "You have to blame you for having a teacher who is born and died. If you dare to participate in Xiaomou, don't think about going back alive!"

"Predecessors Rao..." The refining monk was extremely fearful and hurriedly begged for mercy. Unfortunately, Xiao Hua’s hand was still slightly exerted. The light sound of "咔嚓", the neck of the monk was stunned by Xiao Hua, with Xiao Hua With a wave of hand, the corpse fell to the ground.

"Ha ha ha ~" Xiao Hua laughed, "strict old dog, now you are satisfied? Is it right to kill me this Royal Leizong disciple?"

Yan Yu’s face changed slightly, and he sighed from the nose: “Yes, you shot and killed me. I’m a swearing disciple. I’m a big bully. I’m a sacred priest. How can I not? Yan Yan teaches disciples to take revenge? How can I not recover the face of my Yan Yan teaching? Even if I pass it out later, who can say the shortcomings of the old man?"

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