Legend of the Cultivation God

Yuanya soon surpassed Xiaohua, and Xiaohua went to the front of the Taoist Temple. The end of the world was quickly stepping out of the Taoist Temple and going down the mountain road.

After waiting for the end of the world, Xiao Hua looked up and carefully looked at the so-called Taoist temple.

This view is extremely broken, far from the kind of blue brick and tile that Xiao Hua sees in the distance. The so-called beauty is produced from a distance, and it is also because of the greenery around the Taoist temple.

At the forefront of the Taoist Temple is a dilapidated small archway. The archway is only a few feet wide and two feet in size. There is no color on it, only black stains and streaks of rust after the storm. There is a more worn plaque directly above the archway. The writing on the above is ambiguous. Xiao Hua looked at it and couldn’t tell what was written.

Behind the archway is a small courtyard, a gateway that is a few feet shorter than the archway. At this time, the portal is half-covered. On the red wooden door, except for a few broken spaces, there is a light shining through it. Because the dry and raised paint pieces are like the scales on the sea fish, they are dense.

Xiao Hua pushed the wooden door and made a sound of knowing it. It was obvious that the shaft had not been oiled for a long time.

Behind the wooden door is a shadow wall, almost collapsed, but it is blocking the sight of Xiao Hua, and can not see the situation in the courtyard.

Waiting for Xiao Hua to turn around the screen wall and see everything in the Taoist temple, I don’t think it is a slight sigh.

This view is only a dozen feet in size, and a rather huge pine in the courtyard has occupied most of the yard. After the pines are a main hall, inside a statue of a weird statue, this statue is three feet high, only a small half face, green face red lips, seems to hold a sword in his hand. But there is only one hilt left in the sword. This statue is like the wooden door at the mountain gate. The plastic color of the whole body is extremely powerful. Many places have black and gray wood.

In front of the statue is a small case with a red candlestick with three fists. However, at this time, these red candles are extinguished and have not been ignited.

In front of the case are two futons, one in the middle, one slightly behind, away from the statue.

The west side of the main hall seems to be a small hall, but there is no statue in it. There is only one case and half a broken red candle.

There are things on both sides of the main hall. The west wing houses a few statues from north to south, but the statue is much more damaged than the hall, and almost no statues can be seen! There is no statue in the east wing, but a living place that looks like a clean! At this time, the old man was busy walking around, no time and some crisp ringing.

Xiao Hua roughly read it again, and it was swept away with the soul. Knowing that the spar of Yuanya was placed around the dilapidated statues of the West Chamber, it was also the footsteps and movements. Slowly, I went to the west wing and threw the spar into the room.

Then, Xiao Hua thought for a moment, turned and came out from the west wing, ready to go out of Taoist temple. Then went to get the spar, at this time, the sound of "Dangdang", a strange sound, and footsteps coming from the west wing, Xiao Hua looked up, it was the old man who came out of the house.

As soon as I saw the old man’s dress, Xiao Hua was awkward.

I saw that the old man had changed his robes, and the new ones had no folds. Above the top of the head, there was a hat that seemed to be a crown. Unfortunately, the hat and the color of the robes are different and look awkward. The old man has two things in his hand, the left hand is a bell, wrapped in flannel, and no sound is heard; the right hand is a bamboo pole that is more than a long. There is also a small brown cloth on the top of the bamboo pole, which writes a "dao". The weird sound was emitted from the bamboo poles hitting the ground. As for the old man's body, except for a yellow cloth bag on the left shoulder, it is a mahogany sword on the back shoulder!

"Oh..." The old man saw Xiao Hua still standing in the yard, and snorted, and the bamboo pole slammed on the ground and said, "The old man has to go out with his heart. You will take those stones from the foot of the mountain today. Move here! Remember, don't eat after you don't move!"

"Dao..." Xiao Hua is really a little laughter! I am a monk in my own house, although it is now a difficult time, but...but why not have to rely on moving stones to eat? Besides, do you know this old man? Even if it is mixed food, is it necessary to have a narrow Taoist temple? Again, when I came out of Lingshi, there was no injury at all, and I was still alive. I understand that it is a strange person. Why can't this old man see it? On the contrary, one is not afraid of himself. Not only is there no respect, but even a nasty look, just saying what task he has to accomplish?

Unfortunately, Xiao Hua’s “Tao...” word has just opened, and the old man is impatient and arrogant: “Call the old man!” I don’t know where you are from the Taoist friends, where are you from, and somehow let the old man Hit it! It’s awkward...”

After that, I didn’t wait for Xiao Hua to answer, and the big stride of self-satisfaction was out of Taoist temple. Looking at the old man’s chest, it’s quite awesome!

Xiao Hua opened his mouth and could hear the last words of the so-called Daochang, but he still shook his head with a smile: "Forget it, how do people say that they have smashed themselves out of Lingshi, when there is a cause and effect." No matter how the old man misunderstands, Xiaomou... move the stone first! Waiting for the stone to move, Xiaomou will leave!"

Thinking, Xiao Hua slowly moved step by step to the door of the Taoist ruin. This week is extremely heavy, and it really makes Xiao Hua uncomfortable. Compared with the past nine days, the Xihai is really different!

Xiao Hua just moved out of the mountain gate, and heard the old man in the distance shouting: "Ah..., hurry, hurry, throw this thing to the kid, the staff of the Lu family... The old man thought about it, or early Some of the past is good! He is the power of the town, it is rare to leave people to ask the old man three days earlier! How can the old man have to give someone a face?"

"Yes, Master!" The time of the end of the world has reached 30% of the mountain road, to see the Master who flew in the face, promised cleanliness.

In the words of the end of the world, Xiao Hua can understand it clearly, and his mouth smiles, and his face is full of loyal and honest faces.

"There are two people who are both mentoring and apprentices..." Xiaohua’s heart has a meaning, but the brow is another show, laughing. "It’s not anxious to send the children to the world of bliss. The ancients Well, if you want to do something good, you must first sharpen its tools. Xiaomou is now struggling, even if he has a heart. It is powerless. The soil in this body is condensed and refining, and it’s not going to be a few years away from it. Follow this pair of mentoring and apprentices to see the hearts of the ancient towns. Reading the Tibetan mainland can be beneficial to pregnant women!"

Speaking of pregnant baby, Xiao Hua is a little crying face! It seems that I have never heard of any monk who cultivated and practiced the cultivation of Jindan. Although I have just started to quench the earthworms, Xiaohua feels that there will still be a small amount of infuriating in the next dantian, but the invisible Jindan of Dantian is like a deep pool without bottom, how much infuriating and true. Yuan entered the arena, Xiao Hua is afraid that one day this golden dragon will magically burst.

"Of course, that step seems to be early! Xiaomou..." Xiao Hua thought, slowly walking down the mountain. However, this mountain road has always been easy to play, and it is difficult to do it. Xiao Hua is now difficult to control his hands and feet. He has just walked a few steps and made a foot stroke. He is a late monk who has already stepped into the Yuan Ying. Actually, a rollover, if the same gourd rolled off the mountain road!

"Grandma's...is really shameful!" Xiao Hua almost cried out, almost two hundred years old, and so ugly!

Well, fortunately, there will be no people on this mountain road. The so-called Daochang and Yuanya have just left, and they will not be able to fall to the side of the road and fall into the river. The magnificent West Sea is not afraid of itself, but also afraid of this?

It is also a coincidence that Xiao Hua’s hoisting gourd is far from being as hard as Xiao Hua’s thoughts, and has always been rolling down, without stopping at all! It seems that if there is no accident, it is really going to roll into the mountain road below the mountain.

"Call..." was extremely depressed in Xiao Hua’s heart, thinking about what means to stop, but listening to the sound of the wild beast roaring, then Xiao Hua felt that he was blocking a huge force in front of him, and Xiao Under the force of this, Hua’s figure was under a few feet, and this will stop.

Waiting for Xiao Hua to look up, it is just the place that has just left, I don’t know when I will return. Yuan Ya blocked himself by hand, but his own arm was a few feet above the ground, and some flesh and blood were blurred.

"Are you okay?" Although the words of Yuanya are short, Xiaohua does not understand, but look at the smiles in the eyes of the world, and the concern of that, Xiaohua's heart is hot. What he understands in his heart is that he is full of earth and crystal milk, and his own feelings are extremely heavy, and his own body is multiple! Of course, this can't be counted. But even if it’s not so much, I’m going to roll off a few dozen feet, how big is the downfall! If this is not a big force, I am afraid that I have to be washed down by the mountain.

Xiao Hua shook her head slightly, saying that it was fine.

When I saw it, the concern on my face disappeared, and it was restored to a lightness. A natural alert came out of his eyes. Immediately, Yuanya will explore his hands and draw a few times on the mountain road. Both hands are dusty. In the face of Xiao Hua, he rubbed two times on his left and right arms. The earth dust is really blocking the bleeding. Living, the yellowish dust of the moment turned into a brownish red, gradually condensed.

"You..." Xiao Hua was shocked. He never thought that the injury could be handled like this!

However, Yuanya simply ignored Xiaohua’s surprise and slammed his hand on his robes. Lisuo pulled out a oil bag from his arms and stuffed it into Xiaohua’s hands. However, he ran off. Go to the mountains. In particular, the footholds of the world are not real mountain roads, but the surrounding rocks and low thorns. However, the wild beasts of the mountains and the mountains are very powerful.