Legend of the Cultivation God

Feng Shuben is asking, but he can listen to the explanation and say this, and he is also waving: "That is not necessary, but if you really make this person an idiot... Explain that you can blame the poor!"

"Where, the method of searching for the soul is likely to fail. Even if the lord of the lord is coming, it may not be able to play a 10% guarantee. Feng Daoyou still please!" replied with a smile. .

The von beam nodded and swept the man on the ground. The dozens of complicated and unusual scorpions in the right hand were shot. They all entered the man’s head. Then, the right hand hoisted out, and the index finger drove the surrounding world. The four-color brilliance of the circle is like a colorful butterfly. With the finger of Feng Shu, it is in the eyebrow of the person...

However, in an instant, Feng Shu’s original relaxed look became severe, slowly turning into a mockery, snoring from the nose, taking the index finger out, turning his head and looking at the thoughts, shaking his head: “The poor road ...... ugly, this person... really became an idiot! In his memory... nothing, afraid that he was not just being poor..."

It seems that I was not surprised when I thought about it. The disciples next to me were exclaimed, and then I was swept away by Feng Shu’s sharp eyes and immediately bowed!

"Hey, Feng Shu, he... his eyes are moving!" The disciple turned his head and saw the person's slightly moving eyelids!

This time, Feng Bing did not dare to move, just standing by and watching quietly.

Sure enough, but the tea, the man finally opened his eyes, first look around, sit up, look at the three people next to him, and ask: "You... who are you? Here... where is it?" ?"

Feng Shuzui’s mouth smiled and said: “This is the Royal Valley, who are we, don’t you know?”

"The Magic Valley?" The man muttered in his mouth. He looked at Feng Shu and shook his head. "Who are you, how do I know?"

"That... who are you?"

"Yeah, I...who am I?" The man stunned and said this sentence inexplicably. Then he seemed to be talking to himself: "Who can I, I want to know who I am," Can you tell me?"

This person is naturally a small flower that floats out of the hollow crack. However, his memory was closed in the void by the bracelet, and now it has been searched by Feng Shu’s method of searching for souls. Where can he still have half of the memory?

"But, since you don't know the name, you don't have to think about it anymore." Feng Shuxin understands that it may be a problem with his own soul-hunting technique. He will put his hand on the road. "The old man asks you, which disciple are you?" How come to the Royal Valley?"

"What martial art? Yes... What kind of martial art do I have?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned, and said.

"Hey~" Feng Shu sighed, looking at the thoughts, his eyes filled with helplessness, and seemed to be guilty of the failure of his own soul search!

Later, Feng Shu asked again: "That... little guy, where did you come from? Or... what are you doing here?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua stretched his hand and scratched his head. He smiled and said: "This...the boy doesn't remember it. It seems...I should know, but... I just don't know!"

Explain, nodded slightly, turned to look at Feng Shu, some gloating in the eyes!

Feng Shu saw the gaze of his thoughts, and he could only lick it. Some of his mouths were dry, and his eyes looked a little complicated. He looked at the confused Zhang Xiaohua and waved his hand: "You don’t even know the Magic Valley. I don’t know where I came from... You... really enough... Idiot! Forget it, let’s go first...”

Then he said to the disciple next to him: "You take him to rest, and wait for the instructions in the league!"

"Yes, the disciple knows!" The disciple took a ritual and took a step with Zhang Xiaohua.

When the two of them walked away, Feng Shug had a smile on his face, and turned his head and said: "Describe the friend... cough, let you laugh..."

"Where, people have lost their hoofs. This soul-hunting technique has always been the case. Convenience is convenient, and it can be very harmful. I think Feng Daoyou is also thinking about my Xianmeng, eager to know the way of this son. Let's make the best decision!" replied with a smile.

"Oh, I said that my friend said that it is very close to my heart..." Feng Shu sighed: "There is such a person who is so low-cultivated in the Royal Valley. It is really ridiculous, and it is the enchanting demon in the devil world. This is..."

Feng Shu said, some words and stops.

"If this is the case, Feng Daoyou can rest assured that the people of the Devils have been killing me for so long. The meridians and flesh of the Devil are very different from those of my people. This person is obviously the person of my world. Besides, his meridians There is also the infuriating period of the refining period. Which one can be imitated by the devil?"

When I heard the instinct of Zhang Xiaohua’s meridians, Feng’s right eye’s eyes leaped slightly, and then he smiled and said, “That’s good... but the old man is afraid that it’s a new means of the devil’s world. Anxious..."

"This...the old man also knows that Feng Daoyou doesn't have to care. If the lord of the lord asks, the old man will also be ruthless!" Explain the ambiguity of a big righteousness.

"That... I would like to thank you for making a friend!" Feng Shuzhen was in his body.

"No problem, no problem, if the old man is not refined, the old man will also start!"

But Feng Shu didn't have a relaxed face because of the burden of thinking and thinking. Instead, he looked outside and hesitated: "Just..."

"Just what? Feng Daoyou is not worried about the old man? Then again, but it is a small refining baby..." The explanation is unpleasant.

"Where, where!" Feng Shu quickly waved his hand, thought about it, or gnawed his teeth: "Explaining the Tao, not the old man does not believe you, is... the old man does not believe... others!"

"None person?" Explain and think slightly, and wonder: "Who is this other person?"

Feng Shu sighed, waved his hand, and banned it. Then he went to the chair and sat down. He picked up a transparent red fruit on the jade case, threw it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and smiled: Explain, you and I are also very close friends, why bother to understand the confusion?"

It seems that I am even more puzzled. I also went to the case and sat down. I also picked up the red fruit and ate a few. I just looked up and looked at Feng Shu. I laughed: "Old man... I don't know what you are saying? It is just using the soul of the soul to use the kid in a refining period, and make him an idiot. The left and right are just the memory loss, and the injury is not hurt. Well, even if it hurts Whose life is the name of the surname?"

"This is a moment! If it is normal, naturally no one said anything, but now? It is really uncertain!" Feng Shu said inexplicably.

Then I will look at the ambiguity or the incomprehensible look. I hate the iron and not become a steel. I whispered: "We are a loose fan of this immortal. It only shows up when the people of the Devils break into my world. Usually it is just an empty shell..."

Feng Shu listened to it and looked at the unsettled face of the meditation. He said, "Why... why the Kunlun School’s Xuan Qingzhen, the Taiqing sect of the birch, and the Shang Huazong’s blast are vying. What is the position of the ally of the Xianmeng?"

"Do you still use it? The old man is not a person who is quietly rehabilitated. Of course, this thing is still known!" The explanation is not pleasing: "It is not because... every time the fairy magic confronts, the various fairy in the magic valley The resources of the League are all deployed by the lords, and many of them are stupid!"

"Oh, no, now there is a lack of resources on the mainland of Xiaoyu. There is no advantage in ancient times to cultivate immortals. Which sects, which disciples are not guilty of Lingshi and Lingdan? Plus once every thousand years, the devil invades my world. To deplete a lot of resources, this is a hard way to cultivate the immortal! There is also the sword repair of the Shu Kingdom, and from time to time attacking me to cultivate the Three Kingdoms to seize resources!"

"Fortunately... I have already repaired the period of refining the gods, and then I am trying to refine the emptiness. It’s just that the little **** of refining the gods to the smoldering is not so good, waiting for the past, I am waiting for the emptiness and fit. Waiting will be easier!" Feng Shu nodded slightly, and it was a turn of the front: "Can our younger disciples... but it is trouble!"

"No, every time the Xianmeng defends against the devil world, the resources consumed are said to be countable. But who can make it clear? After each major battle, the sects of the Xianmeng lord always have one or two outstanding figures. ... what does it mean?"

"And, the Taoist friends who fell into the Valley of the Magic Valley... such as the music of the rapper, this time, but the self-explosive Yuan Ying, his magic weapon, medicinal herbs, rare materials ... who knows whether it is ruined The deputy ally only allows the confusing real person to take care of himself. There will always be a leak. If it is ... smashed by other disciples and handed over to Xianmeng, who knows that this is the real music of bliss?"

"But... those things are all true and self-conscious. I don't know if I am guilty. Even if he wants to ask for Xianmeng, there is no basis for it!"

"But... he can't blame the head of Xianmeng, he might blame... search for the disciple's body, and even blame it... you and me!" Feng Shuo was unpredictable.

“How is it possible?” The thoughts almost jumped up and said, “What does this have to do with me?”

"Oh, explain the friend, the old man is just speculation, people may not think so!" Feng Shu waved and waved: "However, the heart of the victim can not be, the heart of the defense is indispensable!"

"How do you say this?"

"Oh, the lord of the blast can see you and me, and will give you the search for me... I don't know how many people are jealous!"

"Feng Daoyou means..." Some thoughts were made, and the eyes were fixed on Feng Shu, and the eyelids were not asked.

Seeing the ambiguity, Feng Liang’s face is unchanged, and nodded slightly: “Yes, as Feng’s thoughts, what is this... The refining kid’s thing is not big, but if it’s being taken care of... Article... This article is very deep!"

"This...as it is?" It’s almost hopping to jump up...

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