Legend of the Cultivation God

On the back of the earth hall, Ji Man and Zi Ming are arrogantly commanding the guards and prostitutes to distribute the seedlings. After the Tu Zhai belongs to the village, it is said that the children have been allocated beforehand, and only the seedlings can be sent to the soul nest. Many of the old witches of the millet are now surrounded by the old villagers, apparently asking how to plant the seedlings; as for the wealthy old villagers, they are lined up, waiting for the distribution of Jiman! Ji Man, while distributing the seed, asked him what to see, and looked at the look of the child, there was no previous sorrow and dissatisfaction in the ancestors, a smile hangs in the corner of his mouth.

So further and step back are simple, but the results are strange. Obviously this ending is what Xiao Hua is happy to see.

After seeing the old villagers in the Tunzhai, many witches stopped their hands and gave gifts to him. The old witch waved his hand and motioned them to continue. He went to the top of the back hall and looked at his two seats. Whispered: "Hey, everyone looks at these two seats, but in fact, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The old man has suffered enough in these years, almost every moment after the care of the village. The thing, where is the half-point of happiness? Ji Man is a wise move in time, the old man still wants to find a suitable Wu Lao to take over, but ... where can I find it?"

"The rich have the sorrow of the rich, the poor have the sorrow of the poor! And the poor never know where the rich are worried!" Xiao Hua stood next to the old witch and said with a smile, "If it is to be Mengshan The people are on their own hearts, watching them laugh, watching them cry, watching them have a tangible life, Wu Lao... This enjoys Xiaomou can never enjoy!"

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Xiaoyou said very. What is said!" Wu Laoxiao laughed, "You have such an idea, there will be such a good morning and evening!"

Saying, the old figure of Wu’s body flew up and down the top seat, and Wu’s old man sat down, and the former imposing and unrecognized majesty was born immediately. The kind of respect for the deity is really not for Xiao Hua and others. Dare to look at it, a kind of respect is born...

"Lord... Lord..." A sly voice came out from the side, and Xiao Mao looked at it, it was the old witch of the village.

Xiao Mao hurriedly smiled: "Witch old. Don't say anything after this! Just extravagant than Dazhai's Wu Lao has already said it! Under the life... I am afraid that it is not what you think! And I am ready to leave immediately. Mengshan..."

"The Lord..." The voice of Wu Zhai Lao is getting smaller and smaller. "Since I have already said that, this life will not be changed! Your loyalty is extravagant than the blood of the great god, and even more so for the people of Zhaizhai! Even if there is no name on the Lord, the Lord can bring it to me. What is the name of the village? Your Majesty and your people know better than anyone..."

"嘘~" Xiao Mao carefully look at the old witch. He naturally knows that Wu Lao can hear the conversation between the two. He said, "Some words, even if you think it is true, should be put in your heart. Don't say it! Besides, the mind of Wu Lao is under the understanding. But the next is the monk of the Tao, and after he leaves, he will turn the country. Continue to cultivate, this trip to Mengshan is just a history of the next, the road after the next, and the road after Mengshan is very long, who knows what will happen? Wu Lao, do you say it is not?"

"Yes, yes, it is very!" Wu Zhai Laotou replied.

"Bungee~" The back of the Tuzi village was opened.

“The big witch...” The bungee witch is extremely respectful. “I don’t know what you are told?”

"Hey, let you take the extravagant millet to him. You must be careful. If you can say anything, you can't say it!"

"Your Majesty knows!" Wu Zhai, the old man, said, "Let's go to the collar, and go to the luxury village!"

"Oh, yes!" Xiao Mao suddenly remembered something, whispered, "Big brother, the three treasures given by the village? Or give them back!"

Xiao Hua looked at Xiao Mao and turned his eyes and said: "When did you see the things that entered the big brother's hand can still get back? Don't even think about it!"

"That... that's okay!" What can Xiao Mao say? Think of the benefits that Xiao Hua brings to the village, these soul treasures can be considered a price.

"This big brother is useless. If you want to give it back to him, give it back to him!" Xiao Hua took a shot, and the bone snake's bone box was stuffed into Xiao Mao's hand.

Xiao Mao went on, and smiled bitterly: "There are three people giving, and the younger brother is giving it to others at this time. What is this? It is better not to return it!"

"Don't hold it yourself! This is a soul snake of a bone snake. It seems to have something to do with the snake on the ear of the big god. It may be useful to have your own blood force!" Xiao Hua smiled.

Xiao Mao is not convenient to open it at this time, but also in the storage bag.

Looked at the noisy Houtian Hall, Xiao Hua’s vulture to the Houtu Temple: “Predecessors, it seems that things in this place can’t be finished for a while, and the younger generations and other people will go back first! Waiting for the seniors to have nothing to worry about, I wait Let me say it again!"

"Alright!" Wu Lao nodded, then ordered the guards in the temple to send four people back to the quiet room.

As soon as I arrived at the quiet room, Hongxia Fairy was anxious: "Xiao Lang, the seed has already been sent, and Zi Ming will light up the soul. The million-mile thing should be done with me? I still wait. Do you want to turn around quickly? Not to mention the result of the sword war, it is the life and death of the cockroach... If you don’t see it yourself, it’s really hard to sleep!”

Said, Hongxia Fairy turned to look at Li Zongbao, Li Zongbao has not spoken for a long time, since I learned that Cai Zhuoxia may still be alive, he seems to have lost the soul, daily with Xiao Mao and others, a word is not Say, don't do anything.

Xiao Hua understands the anxiety of Hongxia Fairy and Li Zongbao, and says his own scruples. He said: "I am easy to come in and millions of Mengshan. No one knows. It can be troublesome here! Almost all The old witches have all seen us. They may not have any thoughts, but what about their subordinates? Are there some mentally sceptical swordsmen? The country is big and big, and I have to go back to Xi’s country. Tens of thousands, wait until you get the sword, and then plan to get it too! You can only go out of the million lakes and go to Yunhu Lake. If there is a post-turd, old or child, it is not a lot of trouble. The left or right is only a dozen days or tens of days. If Zhuo Xia is still alive, don’t care about these days?”

Hongxia Fairy knew that Xiao Hua was justified. He had to sit down and knees and wanted to retreat. But her heart was worried about the past few days. There was no way to meditate. Hongxia Fairy blinked and looked at Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua actually sat there quietly and seemed to have begun to practice.

"Hey..." Hongxia fairy sighed, some awkward, she was extremely disliked in the back of the village, this all took off the feeling of control, especially in the face of the twelve masters, the old A kind of disgust and faint fear from the heart.

Although Xiao Hua seems to have closed his eyes, his heart has already entered the mysterious cloud. There has been a great change in the day of the ring, no longer the empty and innocent in the past. The forty-nine green essays are shining in the green light throughout the ring, flying around, with these green literary brilliance The change, not only the forty-nine kinds of sounds are born one after another in the ring, and... a kind of illusion also emerges in Guanghua! This illusion is either a mountain, a river, or a flower, or a starry sky.

Everything in the ring is very gratifying! Xiao Hua is extremely distressed. It’s true that these forty-nine green essays have been based on Xiaohua’s already enlightened green essays. They can be pronounced almost quickly, and they can be born. It’s been the last green essay for a long time. Xiao Hua can't give birth to it anyway, and pronounce it correctly!

Seeing that this **** has already written this green verse for the ninth time in front of Xiao Hua’s mind, but the green light is only a little flashing or annihilation, and the voice of the green scorpion has never been given a trace!

"Quirks, everything is not wrong!" Xiao Hua Nahan, "Why are the other forty-nine green essays easily born, this last one can't be worse? Grandma's, Xiaoye doesn't believe..."

Xiao Hua is no problem at this time, so I will make it out, and then dance again and again, try to pronounce it!

Xiaohua of Houtu Village is in the quiet repair. This "requisite repair" is as much as nine days. During this nine days, Xiao Hua has been fascinated by the last green slogan in the middle of the ring, but it is hard. There is no progress.

On this day, Xiao Hua was extremely helpless to withdraw from the ring of gas, and her heart was a bit depressed, because Zi Ming came!

When I saw Xiao Hua, I was originally holding a shackle, and the majestic son Ming was a little faster, and there was a trace of reluctance in the mouth: "Xiao Gongzi..."

Hongxia Fairy naturally escaped from the retreat. When she saw the look of Zi Ming, she did not like it first. She hurriedly said: "Miss Zi Ming, how can I call you now? Can you call Ji Man?"

When I heard the reminder of Hongxia Fairy, Zi Ming was awkward, and the cheerful steps were heavy. I went to Xiaohua’s whereabouts, stopped and turned to look at Hongxia Fairy Road: “Hongxia’s sister, now only I will light up the soul lamp and have the qualification to inherit Ji Man. Even if Ji Man personally promised to let Ji Man be a meditation after ten years, it is also a matter of the future. Today’s body is the same as before, what do you want? How to call it!"

"Oh, that's good!" Hongxia fairy smiled and said, "This kind of poor road and other people will not have to pay homage to Miss Mei Ming!"

I heard that Hongxia Fairy used the "poor road" to remind myself of the difference with Xiao Hua. Zi Ming was even more heart-wrenching, but this look was slightly stopped on her face and was seen again by Xiao Hua. The disappearance.

"Two Xiao Gongzi, Li Gongzi..." Zi Ming said, biting his lips. "Wu Lao has already dealt with the matter in the village. He has just told him that he will send four out of Mengshan after three days!" to be continued..)