Legend of the Cultivation God

Although Xiao Hua claims to be an old man, it seems to be very young, and the look is extremely approachable, and there is no such arrogance as a mid-term monk. If you do not use force to explore, if you have not seen Xiaohua's appearance countless times, these refining disciples will never think that this seemingly ordinary monk is actually Xiaohua, who is famous for the three countries.

At this time, listening to Xiao Hua’s words, the respect in the heart was even more serious, but the restraint and the tension were slightly convergent. The former disciple whispered the name, and the other disciples also hurriedly said. I want to mix in front of Xiao Hua, but after listening to Xiao Hua, I smiled and shook my head: "I don’t want to be a teacher, Xiao is old, and his memory is not good. Besides the names of these teachers, you can still remember. Other fears will be blurred. However, Xiaomou, who looks like you, remembers that if you have nothing to do, go to Wanlei Valley. If you meet more, you will naturally remember!"

"Ha ha ha, the younger generation and others know! In the future, I am afraid that I will disturb the uncle!" All the disciples are laughing, and I feel that Xiaohua is humorous. After all, the people who practice are intelligent, how can the names of these dozens of people be possible? Can't remember? Everyone thinks that this is Xiaohua's joke, and they are most concerned about the words behind Xiao Hua. This is simply the meaning of their cultivation after the default!

Who is Xiao Hua, now Yu Leizong’s head is second only to the unnamed, phoenix phoenix’s first squad, the foundation of the mid-term monk! His cultivation was through the blood of the sword and the baptism of the fire, and it was more powerful than the ordinary mid-term monk. If someone else is pointing, what may his master say, but Xiao Hua can give pointers, their masters may only be happy? Besides, although it is the same as Yu Leizong, which Zhuji monk will point to other Leigong disciples?

After everyone laughed, they all said that the situation of Yu Leizong’s disciples was returned to the mountains.

It is exactly what Xiao Hua expected, Yu Leizong sent a thunder boat, and all the disciples who participated in the first stage of the Daojian War in the Sky City were picked up. The day of the return of the boat to the mountain. Each of the Thunder Palaces sent a large number of disciples to greet them. The lively sensation of the scene was absolutely rare for the Royal Leizong. It was a great ritual for these disciples who returned to the reputation! It also expressed Yu Leizong’s gratitude to these disciples. Moreover, after the return of these disciples, they were all praised by Zongmen. The disciples who recorded the merits and demerits received the gift of their respective thundering palaces. Many disciples and Cui Hongjun generally received the reuse of the various thunder palaces.

In addition to the 100,000 disciples who returned to the mountains. Only Xiao Hua, the disciple who followed the first squad of the House of Parliament, went out and practiced the only one who did not return to the mountains!

However, there are many more honors and rewards, and it is difficult to cover up the damage of Yu Leizong! Only less than 100,000 disciples have returned! Imagine the thundering of the boat on the same day, and the battle of the squad, the swaying of the party, wants to make the Xiaoyu mainland have to be at the foot of the excitement. Although Xiao Hua only listened, my heart was also bruised.

"What about the fallen disciples?" After waiting for everyone to finish, Xiao Hua asked softly.

Xiao Hua’s question, everyone’s face was awkward, and the former disciple whispered: “The fallen seniors were buried in the Valley of the Spirit.”

"Ying Ling Gu?" Xiao Hua slightly frowned, seems to be very strange to this name.

That disciple is also interesting. I hurriedly explained: "The Yingling Valley is the place where the corpses of the disciples who have made special contributions to my Royal Leizong are buried. The disciples who are usually fallen in the battle of the Xianmo and the Daojian are sent there!"

Then the disciple told Xiaohua about the location of Yingling Valley.

"Hey, I have to be idle, I am afraid I have to pay homage!" Xiao Hua has some sighs in his heart. He can certainly protect the first squad of Yu Leizong, but the battle of the war is one person’s ability to reverse. ? How many people can he protect? In particular, some of Yu Leizong are still killed by Xiao Hua personally!

After listening to Xiao Hua’s words, more than a dozen disciples have become more respectful. Because they are the value of the tour, they also greeted a lot of returning disciples. There is never a disciple who asks about the location of Yingling Valley, and no disciple has said to go to worship! Of course, perhaps these disciples knew that there is no need to ask more.

The refining disciple in front of the head was a little embarrassed to look at the back, the Leiyin has been issued for a long time, although there is some distance from the Lei Lei Temple, there should always be an echo! Look at the silent peaks. The disciple turned his eyes again and sighed: "This war, my Royal Leizong suffered great damage, the corpse can be brought back. It is said that less than three stops, the vast majority of the disciples' bones are buried in a foreign land! ”

"Oh, if it is not too difficult, who will be willing to abandon the bones of his brothers in a foreign land?" Xiao Hua nodded, "Xiao Mou has seen several wars, swords are fierce, fighting each other, winning to chase If you are defeated, you have to escape. The survivors are always more precious than the fallen ones. Can you not lose your disciples for the corpse? Only when you are sure, you can accept the corpses! Moreover, the corpse of Jian Xiu and the corpse of my Taoist monks It’s always been together, it’s not good!”

"Sword repair sword is different from my monk?" Other disciples wonder.

Xiao Hua shook his head: "Under the mana and the sword, there are very few good corpses, and it is impossible to distinguish by clothing!"

"The tragic war... can be seen!" The disciple nodded. "If the teacher is not awake, I will take it for granted!"

"Right..." At this time, a disciple with seven layers of refining hesitated for a long time and finally said, "Xiao Shibo, disciple... the disciple wants to ask you!"

"Say it!" Xiao Hua looked at this low-level disciple, and said the same.

"You...you know the unnamed master...who?" The disciple’s face rose red, and finally he said that he had not known how many years of doubt! Do not say that this disciple is that all the disciples have shown their expectations and their ears are erected.

"Oh, the old man has never seen this nameless!" Xiao Hua smiled and shook his head. "However, there has never been an absolute secret in this world. Since the nameless is my disciple of Yu Leizong, then one day, one day, I will wait." Know who is nameless! And the old man feels that knowing who doesn't know who is nameless is simply irrelevant. What's important is that we know that namelessness is around us!"

The disciples were obviously very disappointed. I heard that Xiao Hua’s words were somewhat awakened. The former disciple smiled and said: “Xiao Shishu does not blame me for being curious. Now the whole Royal Leizong is full of enthusiasm. Everyone is guessing who is an unknown teacher!"

"Yeah, after all, the unknown ancestors did not say anything. Just after a pregnant baby shot, they saved the disciples of dozens of sects. The old man is the first hero of the Taoist war and the pride of my royal prince. Who doesn't want to know who his old man is!" All the disciples are shouting.

"Oh, huh~" Xiao Hua saw the nephew in the temple of Tonglu City. A group of monks who had nothing to do with Yu Leizong pursued the madness of the nameless origin. Naturally, it was very understanding for Yu Leizong to find his own nameless enthusiasm! Moreover, he also understands that since Jian Xiu has confirmed that he is unnamed, with the end of the Daojian War, this news will definitely be passed back to Yu Leizong, and by then... can only see how he disguised himself!

"Difficult!" Xiao Hua did not feel a smile.

"Xiao Shishu, then... Then are you a horror phoenix?" Another disciple asked with courage, and the gaze peeked at Xiaohua's back.

"Hey~ the old man naturally wants to admit it!" Xiao Hua took out the original words and said ambiguously. "Unfortunately, the old man does not have a phoenix body. Even if he admits, who would believe it?"

"No?" The disciple had some mourning. "Disciples... Disciples think that except for Xiao Shishu, which foundation teacher does not deserve the title of Horror Phoenix!"

"Yes!" The disciple next to him also called, "All the disciples who have returned have denied it. Only Xiao Shishu has not returned! How can there be others besides Xiao Shishu?"

"Oh, yeah! All the royal sects are not! Only the one who built this foundation!" Xiao Hua is also a bitter smile, but the problem is that he really does not have a phoenix body, how can he admit it?

"Maybe... the phoenix phoenix has fallen?" asked Xiao Hua tempted.

"Impossible!!!" All the disciples retorted in unison, "How can the phoenix phoenix, which killed the martial arts swords, be squandered in the Daojian war?"

"Wan... everything is possible!" Xiaohua replied faintly, looking at the distant sky, laughing, "Is it afraid that the Lord of the Palace is too busy? Or the memory of the Sky City makes him innocent." At the end of the squad, can there be any special rules for the disciples returning from the war? If so, the old man is ready to return to Wanlei Valley!"

"This..." The disciple’s face was a little red, and it seemed that he had lied just now, stuttering. "There are no special appointments for others. Even the disciples who come back later are all me." The special teacher of the thunder palace greeted him, and Xiao Shishu was specially appointed by the palace owner..."

Speaking of this, I was careful at the end of the weekend: "The news of the fall of the Sky City, my Royal Leizong is just known! However, although the Sky City has fallen, it is not necessary to lose the Taoist war! I am Royal Leizong. The disciples are still fighting in the **** battle, and the head of the palace will certainly be busy, but may not have time?"

"Ah?" Xiaohua stunned, the Sky City fell, and the royal Leizong and Mosangshan disciples lost their lives in the city. As early as in Tonglu City, they learned that Yu Leizong had gotten news of the fall of the Sky City, but he did not know the Royal Is the news that Lei Zongzi has been captured by the sword?

However, Xiao Hua was somewhat aware of it. I was afraid that Yu Leizong would cover up the inside because of some special reasons, and let the disciples in the door know that the disciples of Yu Leizong had fallen into the enemy's hands! But why not let it know? Xiao Hua didn’t understand it...