Legend of the Cultivation God

"Is it impossible... is it a monster similar to the fire? Or is it... a drought?"

Thinking of the drought, Xiaohua vests have a cold sweat when they arrived. This drought is a natural spiritual thing. The magical power is Tiancheng, and Xiaohua’s cultivation is not an enemy. Xiao Hua’s eyes turned sharply, and I saw the darkness of the darkness, and there was no kind of thirst from the heart, which only slightly lowered my heart.

But then, Xiao Hua is sneer again: "Hey, maybe this is the plan of the suspected soldiers. Some people have harmed the masters of the scorpion. They deliberately put down the puzzles. It is impossible to guess who is the pen! But who is this? What are the masters of refiners who are so admired by millions of hunters?"

Reminiscent of the purpose of Zi Ming’s visit to the master, and the words that Zi Ming himself said, Xiao Hua’s heart gradually became bottomless.

"Who?" Just when Xiao Hua felt that he had a good heart, a strange feeling came from his heart. He hurriedly looked up and looked at a stone wall in the far distance of the valley.

The size of the stone wall is several hundred feet, and it is somewhat flat. In fact, a kind of dry vines are scattered all over the place, and the sound of "sorrow" is emitted in the night wind.

Xiao Hua held the wishful stick in his hand and flew to the front of the stone wall. He saw it with the naked eye. The Buddha’s knowledge was also swept away. He did not see anything weird. However, the unspeakable feeling just now was swept from the front of the stone wall. And over.

After thinking about it, Xiao Hua swayed the law, and the technique of displaying the bandits was broken into the stone wall. In the range of dozens of feet near the stone wall, it was checked, and there was still no eyebrow.

"It’s strange, is the little man suspicious?” Xiao Hua took out the stone wall and still dared not look back. Immediately, I went to several other caves. After waiting for the bodies of dozens of disciples of the masters to converge, it was the grief of the heart that went to the front of the refining hole.

These dozens of disciples are all deadly, and all are killed by hollowing out the brain. Every disciple seems to be packing up before he dies. The things in the valley are all without exception. Less than half!

"Only there is no inspection in the refining hole!" Xiao Hua looked at the refining hole in front of him, and the general Horcruxus in the bamboo section was also in his hand, but he did not know how to motivate the Horcrux. I also don't know how to open the refining hole.

At this time. In the distance, a glimmer of light emerged from the sky, and it immediately seemed to open the curtain of light. The surrounding sky, the valley at the foot of the mountain, gave birth to light. The night is about to leave. A million-day whith is coming!

"But it~" Xiao Hua remembered the sorrow of Zi Ming. I dare not delay the increase again, urging mana, and returning to the Welcome Desk!

"Xiao Gongzi~" Seeing Xiao Hua is late. Zi Ming is a little anxious, but also some worried, eagerly said, "Fast, the master's disciple... Hey, so many disciples... have all returned to the embrace of the great gods?"

Seeing that Xiao Hua actually took out dozens of corpses in succession, Zi Ming’s gaze was also horrified!

Xiao Hua did not say much, put the many corpses on the ground, according to what they saw, according to the gourd painting, made a strange posture, and Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy did not dare to neglect, rushed to help, but instead Zi Ming, looking at so many corpses, some lost.

"唉~" Zi Ming sighed slightly, and it took a long time for a faint confession. "Although... I don’t know what the cause of the matter is, so it seems... with the arrival of the body... very important..."

"Send the master first~" Xiao Hua looked at the already white sky, although he did not believe that Ziming said the night, but for the sake of the child, but also for the kind of good wishes in his heart, Xiao Hua still Willing to follow the million whistle of the ritual, send the master to the back of the earth god.

"Well, I know all the way!" Zi Ming said, his hands raised, his body shape is also floating, the slight vibrato in his mouth, like a kind of singing, it is also like a dance step, and in Xiao Hua’s eyes, this floating dance is more like The dance of the gods!

A kind of faint solemnity was born in the dance of Zi Ming, and Zi Ming’s dance did not give birth to any feeling in Xiao Hua’s eyes. On the contrary, watching Zi Ming’s gestures and looking at Zi Ming’s Wu Fa, Xiao Hua seems to see Zi Ming’s confession of heaven and earth, and she sees her grief in the hearts of the people and the admiration of the masters!

Even Xiao Hua was surprised to find that she could see her worship of the great gods from the dance of Zi Ming!

Xiao Hua has the feeling of cultivating the top, the earliest appearance in this world is not a word, not a word, this dance... fear is the most primitive means for people to express their emotions. With this extension, Xiao Hua naturally thinks of the way of cultivation. The Tao is a word, or word of mouth, the Buddha's ancestors... 拈花传法, this soul repair is based on the dance of the gods, fearing that ...pointing to the essence of cultivation...

"It’s hard to be... the soul repair is..." Xiao Hua has a weird idea. "It’s hard to be the twelve gods than my Taoist... Yes, the originator of my Taoist... Who is it?" It seems that I have never heard of it!"

The death of the master is also a touch for Xiao Hua. The dance of Zi Ming is a kind of incentive. He has to let Xiao Hua have a cranky impulse, that is, when he thinks about some inexplicable things, Zi Ming has already Stopped. But see her devout piety, and face the sun in the East.

"Boom ~", but also how to make a difference, how a cluster of singular flames born out of thin air, all of a sudden is the cover of the corpse of Master Qi and others.

In the flame, the corpses of dozens of people, such as the master of the scorpion, instantly turned into dust, and at this time, the bright sun spurted out from the sky with a bright sword, and an orange sun appeared in the clear sky of the east. .

A rather strange feeling came from the heart of Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua couldn't help but open the eyes of his left hand.

"Ah?" Xiao Hua couldn't help but screamed out. Just around the head of the crowd, about a nine feet or so, a crack was closed. Dozens of fuzzy people disappeared there. One was quite tall. The figure is looking back, isn’t it the face of the master?

The red xia fairy next to "Xiao Lang ~" was also a solemn face. At this time, Xiao Hua was screamed and hurriedly whispered.

"Nothing~" Xiaohua’s eyes were horrified, but his face was smiling and he shook his head slightly.

Hongxia fairy saw Xiao Hua not to say no more, once again to see the group of fire, with the disappearance of the masters of the Master and other people, the fire has gradually disappeared, as if never appeared before.

And Xiao Hua once again used the eyes to look at the heights. The gap was like a fire, and it disappeared without a trace.

"It seems... this situation is very familiar..." Xiao Hua frowned and thought quietly, as if he had seen such a situation before.

"Xiao Gongzi..." Just when Xiao Hua wanted to think back, Zi Ming went to Xiao Hua and whispered, "I just had a laborer! I don't know if there is any abnormality in the valley?"

Waiting for Xiao Hua to say what he saw, Zi Ming is also puzzled. Look at Xiao Hua, and look at Hongxia Fairy and Li Zongbao, hesitatingly said: "I feel like... I think the master has already noticed When it’s not right, it’s just going to leave, that is, it’s a bad disaster at this moment?”

"Well, a certain family thinks so!" Li Zongbao nodded.

"Yes..." Hongxia Fairy did not agree. "If the master is aware that it is wrong, why not leave with me? Instead, I have to wait until I have left."

Xiao Hua endured for a moment, did not say the master's trust, he actually understood at this time, the master must have foreseen something, and even predicted the death of all the disciples in the valley! This will entrust the clothes of your own refining to your own!

However, Xiao Hua is also puzzled. Since the master knows something, why not go with him and others? If I left with myself and others?

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua was shocked, did not remind, if the master of the 跟 followed him and others, perhaps ... their own people must be inexplicably dead here?

"Maybe the master knows that if he waits with me, I will die! I don't want the old man to pull me, etc., and broke my life?" Zi Ming bite his lips and whisper, even with Xiao Hua The same mind.

"The problem now is ~" Li Zongbao said with a slight squint, faintly said, "Who is the poisonous hand of the master! It is a monster... or a person!"

Yes, this raw food is absolutely a monster, ordinary soul repair, monk and sword repair will not have such a hobby!

"Since it is a monster, what does the master's spell mean?" Red Xia fairy whispered, "Maybe these are a kind of fascination... to hide the real murderer!"

"Xiao Mou also tends to say this!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly. "From the situation in the valley, it is very likely that many people will start at the same time, so that Master and others can be caught off guard!"

"The master of the 轲沁 一 has always been famous in the mountains of Mengshan..." Zi Ming has some whispers that he does not believe.

"Hey, for the sake of the name, for the sake of profit, what can't be done?" Li Zongbao sneered. "Perhaps the master has blocked some people's ways and done something that some people don't want him to do!"

"Silk~" After listening to this, Ziming suddenly panicked and looked up at the sun path that had already risen. "Xiao Gongzi, I should not stay here for a long time. If the person can easily kill the master, I will wait. Not a rival! And..."

Speaking of this, Zi Ming hesitated and did not say anything, and then pointed his hand to another direction: "Li Gongzi, there is work, I will wait from there!"

"Good!" Li Zongbao was not surprised at the direction of Zi Ming’s transformation. The Liu Yun Fei boat, which had never been collected, immediately mobilized. When the four people set foot on the flying boat, the flying boat went in a hurry, only Leave the welcoming platform empty to meet the morning sun, leaving only the **** valley that has been scattered under the welcoming stage, crying in the morning breeze, seems to be the grief of the owner of this valley, and seems to retell the world Happy! (To be continued.)