Legend of the Cultivation God

"Nothing!" Xiao Hua took out three words from his mouth and turned to the brakes that had been brought in by the end.

"Oh..." Xiao Jian suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and also quickly followed Xiaohua's gaze. Looking at the eyes of Xiaojin Temple, he looked at his family.

It’s just a half-baked tea, the sexuality and sensitivity of Yunlin Temple, and the ten monks of Xiaojin Temple walked on the ring. The ten monks sat on the knees, holding wooden fish in their hands, tapping one hand, one hand The palm is erected on the chest, and there is a word in the mouth. With the reading of these monks, the faint Buddha light was radiated from the whole platform, and the Buddha's light gradually became a shape of a lotus.

"Amitabha ~" the good man and the good girl under the ring are not stunned and screamed!

At the moment when Lotus Lotus was formed, the clouds and the sexually sensitive feet above the ring gave birth to clouds. Both of them were vacated. They took a hand and took two purple gold plaques from their sleeves. Next, two Buddha lights rushed out of the hustle and bustle, as if the light column was flying in the air. "Amitabha, I am compassionate!", the two monks uttered the Buddha's name, and both hands were printed and hit on the raft. The screaming sound of the Buddha's light shook in the air, slowly, one The image of a Buddha of a few feet in size and kindness is born in midair!

"Buddha bless ~" saw a huge Buddha foot lotus lotus standing in front of them, many villagers no longer dare to stand, "plopping plop" fell to the ground, a mess under the whole ring!

"Hey, Jun Feng. I saw it!" Mo is cold and cold. "This is to confuse people. The Buddha has done more profoundly than my Confucianism! I want to drive the Buddha away from the Tibetan continent. First drive them away from people's hearts!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Zhu Junfeng's face is also with a worried color, whispered.

The Buddha who stepped on the lotus lotus stayed in the air for a meal, and then it was turned into a thousand fluorescent lights scattered around the ring. The sound of the dust was extremely dull: "Amitabha. This is my hair." Enze, the rain of the world, but whoever gets this thing has a relationship with my Buddha, the root of nature!"

"Buddha bless, I am compassionate!" All the people are crazy for a moment, almost stretching their hands to catch the falling Buddha light! The scenes under the entire ring are very dangerous.

"Oh..." Among the thousands of Buddhas, a burst of Jin Ge’s voice began to burst. At the same time, the students of more than 100 students in the Changsheng College, which were distributed around Fujian and Taiwan, waved their hands and pulled out the long swords that were carried from the back, one by one to promote the infuriating instinct. This sword is faint, and can be motivated by hundreds of students at the same time. The scene is magnificent, and the sword is as mellow as it is when it is sung. It is even more devastating of the enthusiasm of thousands of people.

"Go ~" Zhu Junfeng saw the situation, the hand on the back of a shot, the flying sword like a rainbow into the air, while Qiu Jian, Li Moming and Jidong three are not too slow, three flying sword with Zhu Junfeng's fly The sword flew out, and the four flying swords were on the platform, like a dragon. Picking up the turbulent waves, waiting for the sword light to sprinkle in the air, the hundreds of flying swords at the same time issued a strong sound of swords, rising from the sky, like Qi Fei general surrounded by four flying swords.

Immediately, the four-sword flying swords danced in the air with a flying sword that was divided into four dials, and it was obvious that thousands of people under the platform were fascinated.

"Go ~" but I heard a slap in the face, Zhu Junfeng and other four people rushed into the air. On the top of the flying sword, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of flying swords turned into a fish like a fish in the middle of the ring with Zhu Junfeng and other four people swimming, and Mo is a wave of hands, a fist size Zhu The red gourd appeared in the hand, and with the help of Mo, the whole gourd gave birth to a red-brown brilliance. The red Huaguang entered the air and it was a smog of smog, and the smog was transpiration. Gradually, all the places in the air were covered, "哗..." a soft bang. Like a bead curtain, "Gege" smirked, like a drop of jade plate, but see the breeze of the past, the smog was uncovered, the splendid Huaguang emerged from the smog, a fairyland unimaginable in ordinary people appeared in the air... ...

The golden light is rolling red, and the Swiss gas is sprayed with purple mist. I saw a Tianmen, Bi Shen Shen, glass made; Ming Hao, Bao Yu makeup. Isn't it the legendary Nantianmen?

Look at the Nantianmen on both sides of the dozens of people in the town of Tianshuai, a member of the top beam against the column, holding the fans; four of the following ten golden armor gods, one by one hanging whip, holding a knife and sword. The outer compartment is OK, and it’s amazing. There are several large columns in the inner wall, and the column is entwined with the golden scales of the red-shoulders; there are several long bridges, and the bridge is hovering with the color feather volley Dandingfeng.

Look at the Nantianmen, Mingxia glimpses the skylight, and the misty fog covers the mouth. On the stage of Shouxing, there are thousands of famous flowers that are not unloaded; there are thousands of evergreen sedges on the edge of refining medicine. In front of the pilgrimage building, the crepe crepe, the stars are splendid; the Furong crown is magnificent. Jade beads, purple enamel gold medal. The golden bell slammed, and the three Cao gods entered the Dan dynasty; when the Tiangu sounded, the Wansheng dynasty was the king of the emperor. Also saw a treasure hall in the center, Jin nails Yu Yuhu, Cai Feng dance Zhumen. The avenue of the avenue is exquisite and clear; three clusters and four clusters, the layers of dragons and phoenixes soar. There is a purple scorpion, alum, round throwing, bright burning, big gold gourd top; below there is a scorpion hanging palm fan, jade girl holding a fairy towel. Evil, the palm of the hand; the gas is high, the immortal guardian. In the middle, in the glass plate, put a lot of overlapped Taiyi Dan; in the agate bottle, insert a few curved coral trees. It is the heavenly palace that has the same foreign objects, and there are nothing in the world. Jin Hao Yin and Zifu, Qihua Yaocao and Qiongqi. Going to the side of Wang Yu’s rabbit, the bastion of Jin Yu was flying at the bottom. (The above are all for reference, non-exploration original)

Not only are the thousands of people in Changsheng Town, who are close to the ring, but they are stunned. Every corner of the mouth is flowing out of saliva. It is Xiaohua who is also stunned. These fairy tales are far from ordinary vulgar martial art!

"Hey, seniors..." Xiao Hua’s ear, Xiao Jian’s voice sounded, “This is where the Confucian Temple of the Immortals! The various kinds... Who knows whether it’s true or not? The disciples never know who’s been to the Fairy Palace. !"

"Oh, it is like this!" Xiao Hua is stunned. This so-called fairy palace has nothing to do with him. I don’t know whether I can travel in this life. Then I looked at the side of the ring in the distance, within the shed of the Buddha. At this time, the dust is also not good-looking. The reason why he whispered a few words is to make the atmosphere come out and let everyone rob the so-called Buddha light. Those who robbed the Buddha light can return to Ming Yue Zen Master to find these. People, the explanation is that they have a relationship with the Buddha, and later they are the pilgrims of Xiaojin Temple. He didn't expect to have such a big mess, of course, he didn't care about chaos! What he cares about is that his own Buddha light was completely shattered by the sword light of Confucianism. This is the "chi luo" naked face.

I was still thinking about how to face the dust of how to deal with Chongyunzong for a while. At this time, there have been decisions.

It seems that I felt something. I turned around and looked at the dust. "Amitabha~" The dusty hands clasped together with a deep smile on his face.

The fairy palace stayed in the air for half an hour. If the scene in the middle is the same as that of the lantern, or the goddess, or the immortal, or the fairy or the beast, one of them should be seen in the dream of the secular. When all the people dreamed of dreams, all the smog slowly fell, and the income was in the hands of the gourd. All the illusions disappeared without a trace. Only a hundred flying swords still overflowed. In the air...

"The Changsheng Academy congratulates the Fairy Buddha Ceremony..." One hundred and ten students are shouting in the same voice. The voice echoes with the instinct of the students, and reverberates throughout the Xiaojin Temple in the midair, mixed with the roaring swordsmanship. The sound is really awe-inspiring.

Waiting for the Mo and the people to fall from the air, the hundred flying swords are flying back to the hands of many students. The Ming Yue Zen master appears on the ring and swings his hand. "The ceremony of the Xianfo Grand Ceremony has ended. Today The trials of the donors are starting to be prepared. This comparison involves the fate of Xiaojin Temple! I don’t know if Xiaojinsi can still exist in Changsheng Town after this war. It’s really awkward!”

"Xiaojin Temple will win, Master Ming Yue will win!!" I don't know who shouted, and the dozens of people shouted at the time, and the whole scene began to boil again.

Zhu Junfeng frowned, saying that the key to this battle is Xiaojin Temple and Jiang Chaoguan, and he has nothing to do with his longevity college, but I don’t know if it has any meaning, which makes him feel very unhappy.

The voices under the ring came one after another, and the Ming Yue Zen Master was very excited. "Thank you for the blessings of the donors. The barren will go all out and will not let the donors down!"

Then, Ming Yue Zen Master said again: "My Xiaojin Temple is the host of the Xianfo Grand Ceremony here. The order of the test list is first announced by the poor."

Said, Ming Yue Zen master said the list of Xiaojin Temple, it is: Jianzheng, Jianping, Jianshan, Mingfa, Mingcheng, sexual, sexual, sexual and sexual dust!

After that, Ming Yue Zen master looked down to the downfall and raised his voice: "Xiang Jianguan's Xiao Jian Xiao Daochang, can you list Jiang Jiangguan?"

"Haha, I have only three people in Jiangchao, it is simple!" Xiao Jian said loudly, "The first one is the inferior, the second is Xiaohua Xiaodaoyou, and finally the poor road!"

"Oh? Xiao Hua..." Whether it is Mo Li or **** dust is looking at Xiao Hua, how do they not know Xiao Jian's wishful thinking? Xiao Hua should be the highest one in Jiang Chaoguan. As long as he is undefeated, Xiao Jian, who is in general, does not have to play.

"What about Changsheng Academy?" Ming Yue Zen Master also despised Xiao Jian and looked up at Zhu Junfeng.

In fact, in the arrangement of Zhu Junfeng, the four predecessors of Chongyun Zong did not have to be on the list. At least, Mr. Mo did not need to take a shot. I can listen to the arrangement of Xiaojin Temple, and even the dust is arranged. How can I not take a shot?