Legend of the Cultivation God

"That kind of breath... is it the great **** of the earth? How is it so vast? What kind of pressure is it? Is it pressure? Manpower is like an ant in front of this pressure?"

"If these are the great gods of the land, then where is the **** of the earth? How did he come to this statue of god?"

"Before this breath, it is said that it is a Yuanying monk, even if it is distraction, fit... I am not afraid of the enemy... If the younger brother wants to compete with this breath, he still has to cultivate more!"

Poor Xiaohua, now I can only imagine the distraction, even if it is not clear what the fit is for him, actually compare the breath of this **** statue to the fit, this superficial fear is only waiting for him to cultivate to fit Know it!

Within the ancestors, whether it is the heir of the Houtu gods or the heels of the other eleven gods, they are dancing in tears. In their hearts, they have always been proud of the blood of the gods, although the Taoist monks looked down on them and felt that they They are uncivilized people, but they are clear and tight. If they are inheritance, they are no worse than Dao Zong! However, they never thought about where the blood they are proud of comes from! Or, they have thought about it, but they have always relied on and aweed these forces, they will not give birth to rebellious hearts, and they may not be as curious as Xiao Hua. They think so much, and even think about how to follow this. The breath is contending!

I have to say that sometimes, the success or failure is not in cultivation, not in talent, but in the eyes, in... dreams.

As a human being, whether it is a secular person, no matter a monk. Whether it is a swordsman, as long as there is a dream, life will inevitably be ruined, and life will not be lonely.

After half an hour, the entire ancestors calmed down, and the noisy, crazy atmosphere still dispersed in the space of the ancestors!

"You are old and old..." After the Tuzi village stood in front of the crowd, the face that was ruddy was extremely pale, apparently weak, and it was the ecstasy and excitement between the two. The old man swings his hand. Say loudly, "The Houtu God did not forget his people. After tens of thousands of years, I was still in the devout of my loyalty. I was so old, and the other eleven gods were the same! It is true. I should be convinced. No matter what happens in Mengshan, what difficulties can arise, I can face it, and I can easily overcome it!"

immediately. The veteran wizard took a trick, and the falling soul light floating in the air slowly fell into his hand. At this time, the soul light was restored to normal. It was almost exactly the same as Xiao Hua’s earliest, the only difference. It is the light of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the singer.

"Wu...the old Wuzhai of the Tuzai, the jealousy, the **** of the gods of the earth, the **** of the gods of the earth, the light of the soul is given to the gods... Zi Ming, she is in charge of the soul of the Tuzhai, to serve as Ji Man The position is ready!” Wu’s mouth is clear and inspiring, although Xiao Hua can’t understand it, but Xiao Mao is very interested in it and decomposes Xiao Hua and others.

"Baby obeys the old witch!" Zi Ming fluttered to the side of Wu Lao, worshipped on the ground, and raised his hand high above his head, respectfully said, "The child must be a life-stricken lamp, always accompany The soul of the soul is lost, and the gods of the great gods of the earth will be realized, and the stability of my post-turquoise will be put in my heart."

Wu Lao’s face showed a kind smile, and gently placed the falling soul lamp in his hand in the hands of Zi Ming. Zi Ming slowly got up, and his face was proud and proud.

"Good~" With Ziming holding the soul lamp in his hand, he walked to the side of Houli, and the old village of Wuzhai was a singer. "You are a vulgar, today is a rare light in my post-Tsuzhai." Grand ceremony, in this grand occasion, I have an important thing to announce to everyone..."

"Witch old..." Just as everyone was stunned, waiting for the old man to uncover the mystery, the next back to the village, Ji Zhai, stepped forward and smiled. "There is also a little news in the body, I want to announce it. Also ask Wu Lao to forgive the Menglang."

"Oh? What do you have?" Witch's brow wrinkled, apparently some disappointment in his heart.

However, Ji Man didn't care, and glanced at it, smiled slightly, and the child holding the soul lamp in his hand was very tight, and there was an unnaturalness on his face. He didn't know what happened to Ji Man.

"You are old and old..." After the Tujizhai Ji Manlang sang, "Today is the grand ceremony of my post-Tiuzhai, and it is the best period of Ziming. I am a post-Tsuzhai Jiman, and I am happy for her." Everyone knows that when the old man was in the arms of the great god, Zi Ming was a baby, and he couldn’t take over the position of Ji Man. It’s why he took over and took over on her! Now Zi Ming has spent a lot of money. Suffering, I finally ignited the soul lamp and completed the test of the great **** of the earth. She... is the real Jiman! I suddenly realized that at the moment when the great **** came, the whole body was just sent by the great gods. If you come to lead the way, you have to lead the way to the son!"

"Ah??" It is not only the old witch, but also the child is also shocked, they can not think of it, Ji Man actually will say such a thing! In particular, Xiao Hua, after Xiaomao’s sudden decomposition, was also worried. “This... how is this possible? But... it’s just a rejuvenation! This Jiman...how could it be Jimanzhi? Let's give it to the child? If Chundan is important, but... there is no tomorrow, who knows if there is any day after tomorrow? In the position of Ji Man, I want to get back to Chundan... It’s not harder than going to heaven? ... This is really a bit strange! The reincarnation that is missing is..."

“Ji Man?” Wu Lao whispered, “This is...”

"Jiman..." Ziming is also a habit of modesty. "The child is still small, not enough to deter the Quartet, not enough to sit on the position of Ji Man!"

"Wu Lao, when the earth **** came, the whole body has been enlightened, forgiveness is a bit of a wayward, and the whole body has already decided... Ten years later, this Jiman will be given to Zi Ming." Ji Man serious Said, "This matter is told to the old witches on the lamplight ceremony of Ziming. Please give your body a testimony!"

"Ten years?" Wu Laojiao added indulge, look at Ji Man's look, not like a fake, nodded slightly, rushed to the eleven Wuzhai Wu Lao said, "You, although this is my post-Tuzai internal affairs, but Since all of you are here, how can you testify for my post-Tsuzhai Jiman?"

"Well..." The tall, Xuan Mingzhai, the old man, said, "I have always been a **** supper, but they are all after the great gods. In the battle for Wu Lao and Ji Man, It’s inevitable that some pickles and mustards, Ji Man’s approach, is quite gratifying to the old man! The old man will give you a testimony!”

Then several people are screaming.

If you say that you will give Jiman the Zen to yourself now, Ziming will hesitate in the heart. After all, he can't convince the public. If you want to be in the upper position, there will be difficulties. Maybe Jiman will do something in it! I can hear that Ji Man put Zen time in ten years, that is the time to give himself a full wing! Until this time, Zi Ming knew that Ji Man really wanted to return the position of Ji Man to himself.

"Jiman..." Ziming’s soft call, the feeling is like that day, she brought Xiaohua to the Huaige Pavilion, the voice is like the call of the young child, "baby..."

Said, Ziming has some whimpers, I don’t know how to say it again.

That Jiman also smiled slightly, nodded gently, and gave birth to a warmth in his heart. This feeling was never seen after Ziyan’s fall.

"Maybe... is it true?" Today's Xiao Hua can't be sure whether Ji Man's Zen is related to Chundan.

Wu Lao saw Ji Man in the presence of so many people to give Ji Man the meditation to Zi Ming, and his heart is also a big joy. He is more aware of the contradiction between Zi Ming and Ji Man than Xiao Hua! As the saying goes, home and everything is going on, after the Tuzai has the contradiction between Ziming and Jiman, how can it be stable? Even if Zi Ming can't directly confront Ji Man, he can't stand the temptation of some small people, or even if Zi Ming is not hostile to Ji Man, obviously, many people have to choose their own direction. ? Still following Ji Man? It is easy to form a lot of undercurrents in Houtu Village! It can be said that the death of Ziyan... The invasion of the devil is also related to this contradiction! Although the two are not completely reconciled, the retreat of Ji Man has gradually faded and disappeared. I believe that after ten years, the post-Tiuzhai is completely different from today's post-Tsuzhai.

"Well~" Wu Lao's eyebrows picked it up and said, "The old man thought that today is the double happiness of my post-Tsuzhai! I didn't expect it to be Sanxi's door! Thank you very much!"

"I am jealous of the old child, what is your third happiness? Don't hurry to tell a certain family!" A vulgar voice screamed, "Do you have a little old witch?"

After the "hehe", the old villagers were not angry, and laughed. "Is this third joy? It is the biggest happy event between today! It is not only the joy of my post-Tsuzhai, but also the joy of my Mengshan!!"

"Oh?" Xuan Ms. Zhai Lao Deng was a little awake, and hurried, "Jealous! You are talking about the Witch King..."

"Ha ha ha ~ good, good!" After the Tu Zhai Wu Lao laughed loudly, "Wu Wang will call me, not waiting for the results of the negotiations, I will be dismissed, if not after me, there is such a big joy, he Isn't it the uselessness of the old man's sacred god??"

"Fast, fast..." Xuan Mingzhai Wu Lao Daji, "Jealous, will tell the reason of the matter, a family has been invited to the Xuan Ming God for this matter, but did not expect ... this knot actually In the back of the earth, here!"

"You are later!" Wu Lao smiled and nodded, screaming at the child, "Zi Ming, you will talk about the things of the millet to your predecessors!" (To be continued.)