Legend of the Cultivation God

When Xiao Hua was satisfied with the method of tempering the soul, Li Zongbao asked him next to him: "Zi Ming girl, there is a problem with a family!"

"Li Gongzi please speak!" Zi Ming politely answered.

"The body of the night... Is it still intact? Otherwise... even if you can use the Falling Lights to resurrect the night..." Li Zongbao's tone is somewhat tangled. Obviously, he already has a knot in his heart! Because of his own weakness, he failed to tell the Luyang Cai family that the body of Cai Zhuoxia should have been turned into a bone.

"Li Gongzi said very!" Zi Ming nodded slightly, "I am a monk specializing in the soul, naturally no stranger to this, as early as the Holy Beast is in the world, the whole body has already begun to prepare. ... The night corpse remains the same for thousands of years!"

"Well~" Li Zongbao has some mixed feelings in his heart, and the faint regret is self-evident. Even the heart of Hongxia Fairy is a bit bitter. After all, Luyang Cai’s family was really a small family of comprehension, fearing that they could not keep the body of Cai Zhuoxia.

The road to Houzhai was very long, and the long one was beyond the expectation of Xiao Hua. It was only a few dozen days before the flight.

During the period, Xiao Hua naturally tempered his soul, and he also knew that the soul of the soul of the soul is called the soul nest, which is used for the stuff and the soul beast, more useful than the monk's storage bag! Or it is a combination of storage bags and storage bags!

Dozens of days are not too long, but they are not too short. Although Xiao Hua’s soul is still very weak, it is no problem to open the soul nest!

Waiting for him to see what the master left in the soul nest, more emotional!

This is the cloak of a generation of masters. It is a sect that can be passed down. The things inside are not only the bones, the souls, etc., but also the materials of some refiners. These materials are strange and look like the fog of Xiaohua.

What surprised Xiao Hua most is that there are still a lot of jade slips, swords and other things in this soul nest, and it must be collected by the masters for many years!

Waiting for Xiao Hua to pick up the top jade, look at it casually. I don't feel stupid.

This jade is actually written for himself.

"Xiao Zhenren. If you see this jade, then... the old must have been robbed!"

"Silk ~" Xiao Hua just glanced at it, and did not feel a cold breath, the dark road. "Sure enough. Masters already know that they are going to fall..."

Then Xiao Hua can't wait to see it down.

"Although I don't know when you can see this jade. But you must have left Mengshan! Mengshan is a dead old man. It is also the place where the old mortal remains! She is the home of the old souls. It is indeed not where you can wait for monks and swordsmen! Xiaozhen people can come to Mengshan, but it is the arrangement of the great gods behind the earth. It is the arrangement of real people to save my millions of people in Mengshan. It is also to let the old people The clothes can have a better heritage!"

"This jade is separated from the real person, and the old man is hiking in the valley in the middle of the night, looking at the moon and sighing, recalling the memories of these hundreds of years of life! The old self-thinking of this life, always thinking about others, rarely for their own consideration, But anyone who can make a relationship, whether it is a soul, or a swordsman or a monk, is always treated equally, never discriminating! But why... The aftergiveness of the earth is so cruel to the old! Waiting for the middle of the night, the aging is suddenly realized. If one of the people is not a supernatural power, it will be able to pass through the heavens and become a god. After all, it is necessary to return to the embrace of the great gods of the earth. After the earth gods care for the old, not far away, tens of thousands of people are sent to the soul refining cave. Remind the old, let the old ignorance, what is the old blame?"

"The old life is a technique of concentrating on the refining of the earth, and the heart of the people of Mengshan, the blood of this life is to be passed down! However, since the old disciples can not survive, presumably... Xiaozhen people are the ones who passed the old clothes." The only person! Therefore, the old man entrusts everything to the real person. May the real person find someone in this world. This person has no need to say more about the old age, but the old one requires that he treat others with kindness, even the soul of the beast. Birds must have a love!"

"In addition, the old sorcerer came out of Mengshan, although he could pass the cloak out of Mengshan, but the old bones... oh, the old man said more, how can a real person bring an old bones! So, the old ones left behind, There is a token, which is given by the source of the old sorcerer. It is in the mountains of Mengshan. It can’t be revolved in this life. If the real person passes the cloak to others, let him go to the teacher’s door with the old tokens. Go ahead!"

"Don't be old~ I always think about it... What is the fate of the old man? But now that I know it, my heart is in a mess, even if it is a bit confusing, then her old man is either Pointing to the old road of life? Hey, in short, old and leave this words here!"

Yu jade wrote here, but it stopped suddenly, as if the master is really confused, can not write down!

"Quirks ~" Xiao Hua received the thoughts of God, some frowning, he really did not understand why he became the land of the gods to guide the masters!

Can you think again about the masters, Qing Ming and other people, isn't it written in the jade slip? Didn't one survive? ?

However, what I don’t know, how can the master know from his mouth? Moreover, the master's jade slip did not write how he knew exactly how he told him!

From the jade slip, it seems that the master of the jealousy is also somewhat struggling. I don’t want to get rid of it. This soul nest is only one of them. I must stay at the welcome desk to order my disciples to pack things. What about the former resistance? It’s a pity that the ending is as Jade Jane said, and everyone has not escaped the hunch of the master! ! !

"Zi Yan is too sinister!" Xiao Hua thought coldly. "He is attacking the master of the Nine Gods. He is going to kill the night and take away the soul lamp. I know that I will leave early, they I can't catch up with it, and then I will catch up. I am changing direction again. This is an urgent package... Fortunately, Xiao Mao and the drought have appeared in time, killing this, and it is counted as dozens of people. Bloody!"

"The festival night, perhaps because of the death of the benevolent masters, and let the gods of the earth shed tears..." Xiao Hua sighed, and both the jade and the soul nest were income spaces, standing up from the clouds and flying over the boat. .

At this time, Zi Ming was in a place with Xiao Mao. Both of them are the successors of Wu Zhai. They must face the enemy or the enemy. It is necessary to discuss some things with each other. And Hongxia Fairy has been worried about Xiao Hua, seeing Xiao Hua get up, but also came from Li Zongbao, whispered: "Xiao Lang..."

"Hong Xia!" Xiao Hua rarely called the name of Hongxia Fairy. At this time, she smiled and reached out and held her hand.

"God can be restored?" Hongxia Fairy is enjoying the warmth of Xiao Hua's palm, which is a kind of support.

"It’s so early!" Xiao Hua shook his head slightly. "But it’s got some help with the technique of tempering the soul!"

Xiao Hua’s words are puns, and the red-eyed fairy’s mouth hangs a smile. It’s rare that Xiao Hua will tell himself the hidden secrets of the soul.

Immediately, Xiao Hua looked up at the flying boat, the vast land, a piece of flying yellow, not unusually lush green and vitality!

However, Xiao Hua pointed his hand: "This million-mile mountain is arid, comparable, and the situation in Mongolia on that day is only too much. At this time, the Mongolian country has gradually passed through the difficulties, and now it is gradually The recovery, perhaps a hundred years, perhaps a millennium, or even a million years, sooner or later... will also give me a vibrant three-nation comprehension!"

"As for here, as long as there is, there is hope. If there is hope, then there is a direction of hard work! Abandoning the millions of Mengshan souls, how can they become souls? Incorporating the souls of the Shu Kingdom and the Three Kingdoms The sergeant has already left his own roots. Although there is hope for life, this hope has already deviated, and it is no longer the hope of the soul!"

"Yes, Xiao Lang said it is extremely!" Hongxia Fairy nodded. "If people live, they will have hope. No matter what difficulties or obstacles, they can't give up this last stick, and they can't give up the life of hope!"

"Yes, even the master of 轲沁, at the last moment... I want to do some struggle..." Xiao Hua said with emotion.

I know, the mouth of Hongxia Fairy is slightly tilted, and the voice said: "The master of the 轲沁 is very famous. He is afraid that there are many good things in the valley of the old man! You... searched inside, there will be nothing to gain. Again, the son Ming did not have any storage bags from the corpse of the master, you don’t know anything!”

"Hey, it’s a husband who knows how to be a wife!" Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. The love of Hongxia Fairy was obviously worse than that of Xiao Hua. She didn’t seem to understand the realm of Master. But this can’t be blamed. She, when Xiao Hua saw the master of the cockroaches on the first side, there was no good face at all, and there were even some yin and yang words. If you don't have the trust of the master, if you don't know some secrets, how does Xiao Hua feel like a master?

"Hey, haven't said anything?" Hongxia fairy smiled. "Your confidant is in the middle of the night, but it is also reassuring to you. I don't ask a word. It's really... fat water doesn't flow outside the field!"

"Oh!" Xiao Hua can only smile, the heart of the woman, never guess.

"Right, Niangzi, how does the devil call you a descendant of the peacock of the peacock? What is going on?" Xiaohua brows and suddenly asks.

"Cut ~" Hongxia Fairy snorted from the nose. "Where do I know this! I am just a child of the Cai family. The ancestors of this million Mengshan still rely on the strength of Master. What is this? The peacock of the Virgin, where can I know?" (To be continued.)