Legend of the Cultivation God

"Hey, how old are you, in front of the old man, you are a child!" When it comes to this, the old man will not say more, he will wave his hand, and a jade slip is on the top of the cloud. "This is The route from Mengshan to Xiguo! Although the people of Jianyu do not dare to intercept you, there may not be no danger. This route is safe."

After that, the old figure of Wu Lao disappeared again.

"Thank you for your predecessors!" Xiao Hua was overjoyed and worshipped in the air!

"In addition, your reincarnation... If there is, you can leave it to a drought, which is quite useful for the formation of the soul beast. Hey, maybe the drought has taken Huichun Dan, and it is a beautiful and beautiful. mother……"

The voice of Wu Lao is suddenly born in the far end. It can be heard in the eyes of Xiao Hua and others, it seems that ... is close at hand.

"Silk~" Xiaohua didn't pay much attention to the words of Wu Lao, but he was really surprised that Wu Lao was flying so far in this moment. "The road to cultivation in this world... The real wonder, Xiaomou I feel that the thunder of Yu Leizong is already very magical, but today I can’t say that Qin Heng, who is a virtual swordsman, can catch up with Xiaomou earlier, that is, this witch is flying so far in the blink of an eye, far from Xiaomou can compare! Light and glare, how can Xiaomou be practiced?"

Waiting for Xiao Hua to wake up from the horror, he turned his head to Xiao Maodao with some incomprehensibility: "What is the meaning of Xiao Mao, Wu Lao? His old man should know that I have no rejuvenation in my hand now?"

At this time, Xiao Mao’s face was red like a red cloth, his eyes were free, and his voice was low: “Where does the old witch say, the younger brother knows!”

However, Xiao Hua looked at Xiao Mao's look, and then looked at the red Xia Xianzi and Li Zongbao, some of them couldn't help but smile, and they understood it! The extremely exaggerated figure of the marmot. If it’s really beautiful, what a taste it is!

"Witch old... Actually, this kind of old is not repaired..." Xiao Hua was very happy when he was on the scene. He really couldn’t think of a serious old witch who still has this side!

"But it, nothing..." Xiao Hua smiled and flew out from the boat, saying, "You think about how to deal with your Qin Jian. I am going to take compensation for my soul injury! Right, Hongxia, you Take a look at this jade with Master Li and plan how I will return to Xiguo."

"Big brother..." Xiao Mao's face is even more feverish. This is nothing. It is said by Wu Lao. It seems that I have something like "the traitor" with people's droughts and floods.

Xiao Hua smiled and went, but for a long time, he took the flying swords of the three swordsmen of the two swords and saw the three people: "Who are these three flying swords? There are three storage bags!"

"Hey, that's the compensation for your heart injury. What do I want to do?" Li Zongbao smiled and sat down on his knees. I took out the whistle whip, "With this treasure, a certain family is full of life!"

Hongxia Fairy and Xiao Mao naturally do not want to, Xiao Hua is also welcome, they are all collected, look at the jade in the hands of Hongxia Fairy asked: "Will the route given by Wu Lao is appropriate?"

Hongxia Fairy smiled and said: "This is a secret road. It is a shortcut from the millions of Mengshan to the three kingdoms! It must be used by the souls of millions of people in the mountains! The old thoughts of Wu Lao... really do not Xiao Lang is an outsider!"

"Yeah. Hey, who is behind the Tuzhai?" Xiao Hua said with a smile, but after the end, look at the vague ambiguity in the eyes of Hongxia Fairy, and the intriguing smile. , hurriedly argued, "Not... Xiaomou..."

"Big Brother, you will not explain it!" Xiao Mao snored in a timely manner. "It doesn't make much sense to say more, there is, there is no. Is it useful?"

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua "reprimed". "It’s all your drought and drought. After you have been able to refine the rejuvenation, Lao Tzu will not give you half a mile! Oh, yes, you still have a mission!"

Said. Xiao Hua took a look and actually took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it to Xiao Mao. "This is the rest of the spirit. When you are driving the boat, you will see the right place and let it go down." some!"

"Big brother... Do you always call the younger brother like this?" Xiao Mao looked at the spirits in the storage bag and jumped. "So many kinds of spirits, when will the younger brother be sprinkled?"

"Hey, you are the messenger of the great **** of the earth!" Xiao Hua smiled. "This kind of work is not for you. Who are you doing? Fly, and wait for the return to the country!"

"Yes, yes, this younger brother is urging the flying boat!" Xiao Mao smiled bitterly, but also looked at Hongxia Fairy Road. "Sister, even if you want the younger brother to push the boat, you have to tell the younger brother where to fly." Ah, can't you break into the sword field anymore?"

"嘻嘻~" Hongxia fairy is white with Xiao Hua, and is cautious to look at Yu Jian, pointing his hand to another direction, "fly there!"

"Yes! Guaranteed under the command of the teacher, the direction is not bad!" Xiao Mao is very loud and replied, urging the flying boat to fly into the sky, toward the direction of the red Xia fairy is rushing!

"Oh, it is easy!" Xiao Hua took a long sigh of relief and looked up at the place where the flying boat was. It was exactly where the ice sheet was. There was no direction to refer to.

"Xiao Lang, how is your god?" Hongxia Fairy received a smile, a question and answer.

"Hey~" Xiao Hua will shoot his forehead, and God will let it out, even a powerful pressure will burst out like a storm!

"Golden Dan...what?" In the face of such a vast god, and the powerful pressure, the red Xia fairy in the late stage of the building could not help but scream and ask in amazement.

"There are still 40% of God's minds that haven't been repaired yet, but it's no big deal!" Xiao Hua looked at the more beautiful smile of Hongxia Fairy and replied, "And in the process of repairing, God recited and broke, Xiao A certain benefit, if it is to wait for God to complete the restoration, it is more powerful than the previous 30%. It is the pressure ... oh, and then meet the Yuan Ying monk, Xiaomou will not be afraid!"

"This can be done?" Li Zongbao was also disturbed by Xiao Hua's pressure, and some were shocked. "So, a family wants to be hurt by the drought!"

"This... you have to ask Xiaomao!" Xiao Hua smiled and took back the gods and pressure.

"Whether, as long as Master Li is willing, the younger brother can call the drought!" Xiao Mao replied while urging the boat, "just like the fire!"

"Hey~ there is no secret law in a certain family, or else!" Li Zongbao shrugged. "Don't steal chickens and erode the rice..."

"Oh, no, no!!" Suddenly, Xiaohua cried and hurriedly said, "Whether, the old lady’s words are definitely not that simple!!! I... I seem to understand some~"

"Oh? What's wrong?" Xiao Mao did not go to the refining hole, nor had he seen the master of the monk. The thing about the festival night was not very clear, and he did not know Nahan.

"Yes, good!" Li Zongbao also suddenly realized that he got up from the top of the flying boat. "Wu old... I have no reason to mention Huidan, it seems to remind me to wait!"

"Well," Xiao Hua held his chin with his hand and looked at the million-mile mountain road after the flying boat. "It is true! It seems that Wu Lao is very concerned about the death of the master!"

"Can you not care? The masters of the family have repaired the soul lights of the Houtu Village! It is also said to be degraded for the inheritance of the post-Tuzai!" Red Xia fairy heard this, some awkward.

"That is to say... Wu Lao suspects that a certain soul-formed beast will take away Hui Chundan in the hands of the master! However, this soul beast does not know who it is!" Xiao Hua frowned. However, the weird thing is that if it is the soul of the metamorphosis, then the strength can be repaired as comparable to the late Jindan, and the master of the infant is killed. Why... Don’t you wait for me? After all, I have been waiting for it. With the master of the pipa, only the time when Master Ke Wei was killed is not there!"

I think that I have been under the shackles of a sacred beast, the red xia fairy first shrinks the neck, a kind of fear of life!

"This matter... can only be said later!" Li Zongbao shook his head. "I am waiting to be able to deal with the soul of the metamorphosis nowadays. I can't find this beast with the magical power of Wu Lao. I am afraid that it will not be even better!" ”

"Oh, yeah! This...should be my million-mile trip to Montenegro...the only regret!" Xiao Hua stunned, and the heart of the singer’s low figure was fierce. Face, and that broad mind!

"There is a heart and soul... Sometimes it is not only that!" Xiaohua sighed and looked at the millions of Mengshan more and more far away!

Million of Mengshan's difficulties under Xiaohua's magical hand, has gradually subsided, and gradually restored the previous tranquility, and Xiaohe was also taken away by Xiao Hua from the ancestors of Houzhai. Millions of Mengshan souls will not break into the territory of Laos to find Zhang Xiaohua, which does not exist. The killing and fighting between the soul and the swordsman is coming to an end. And the biggest hero is now returning to the river through the secret road of the soul repair, not going to the Sky City!

What about the swordsman and the monk's sword?

Now is the most crucial stage!

The hustle and bustle of the Sky City is still standing in the snow as a huge fortress. The snow and ice around it are still inconsistent, and there is a dazzling white under the sun.

Today is the rare clear sky in the snowy plateau. The white horse is hanging in the air, the sky is clear, the blue sky is like an innocent Bitan hanging over the sky.

Under the clear sky, in the quiet city of the capital, the real people in the snowy area are quite leisurely sitting on the futon. In the midair of the eyes, a small red mud stove is burning, and the small furnace is on a fist-sized green. The teapot made a "beep" sound under the scorching heat of the red flame. With this sound, a sigh of white air spewed from the spout of the teapot. This white gas is very weird, and does not want to disappear like a normal steam. But if the same long snake, it is quite spiritually swimming in the air, the white air is much more, and the whole teapot is like a fairyland. White gas is the aura of teapots!