Legend of the Cultivation God

During the speech, the rain will wind the fan in the hand, just like a butterfly dancing wings, the folding fan flashing a faint brilliance, that Guanghua is divided into a silver-colored Tibetan celestial group. Guanghua is extremely fast, and it will be before the light group in a moment. However, just before Guanghua fell into the light group, the brilliance changed suddenly, and it actually achieved a complete inch! A sharp one is the same as the awl.

"Boom..." The great tremor sounded, and the silver-white brilliance filled the entire Mingyue Palace. In the Guanghua, a palace-dressed woman dressed in a seamless coat fell from the sky, it was like a neon The long sleeves slowly waved, and countless sly spots flew out. The woman's face was vague, but the faint scorn of the eyes was a sucking soul, and everyone's eyes were not on this woman. Waiting for the brilliance of the light, the figure of the goddess is hidden, and a dozen light spots are dotted around the light group, just like the place where the goddess was placed.

Xiao Hua’s thoughts were strong, and the Doji was even worse than others. He only glanced at it. The charm of the brilliance in the Guanghua lost his effect. Seeing the dance of the goddess, Fu Zhiwen’s downstairs was first, then It seems to wake up to something, turn around and look at it, disappeared, Xiaohua smiled, knowing that Xiao Dang was calling Fu Zhiwen out and handing Yan Leimu to him. His own cause and effect were settled. The three best Yuanshi stones are really insignificant for the bone festival. Since Xiao Hua has this entanglement in his heart, he can't help but help.

"Everyone knows, everyone knows that my Tibetan immortal continent is a Confucianism!" Rain is a way of opening the air, "When it comes to the cultivation of Confucianism. Although the small students are not low, they know that they are not The four treasures of Kaiwenfang, whether it is Ba Yazhi's calligraphy and painting poetry hop tea, or the number of rituals of Liuyi's rituals, are all indispensable to this ink, even the ten masters of my Confucianism..."

"What??" Haven't waited for the rain to finish, a slightly hoarse voice is called: "Rain... Rainy Friends, do you want to bid for the top ten??"

"Coughing cough..." Yu Linfeng’s face was quite awkward and smiled. "This fairy friend. Can you listen to Xiaosheng’s words? Say it again. Xiaosheng’s words are all about the four treasures of the study. Big Royals! If you really want to buy ten masters, can you stand here?"

"Hey, hey..." The man smiled. "Who made your family pick up the stars to make the fairies so moving? The old man just woke up from the beauty of the female fairy. I heard you mention the top ten. The old man only heard the name and never seen these devices. How to Can you not be surprised? Well, you go on and say, then..."

Rain and wind are crying and laughing. I looked at the figure with no worries and said: "The four treasures of the study are the must for my Confucianism to draw the axis of the text. The same... the extremely fine four treasures of the study can also be used as a royal device. Among the top ten masters of my Confucianism, ranking The second pen of the gods is the most famous representative. Of course, the Ten Royals I picked up the Star House for the time being, there is no chance to bid, because if I see this thing, Xiaosheng’s own business is also going to get it...”

"Grandma's, you are talking about what is the top ten!" The others laughed and listened to the rain and the wind, but Xiaohua upstairs was scratching his head. At this time, Xiao Hua’s voice slammed behind him, Xiao Yan walked back, whispered, “predecessor...”

"Hmm..." Xiao Hua nodded and motioned to hear it.

"Predecessors..." Xiao Yan is whispering again, "The son... waiting outside the door to thank the predecessors!"

“Oh?” Xiao Hua smiled. “Is this guy not talking about saving his own close relatives? Why don’t you worry about going back? Is it true that you are cheating the old man?”

"禀前禀~" Xiaoxiao laughed. "The slave family has taken him to the door of the Star House. He has already handed things over to his servant! Look at the old servant... Going, not a liar."

"Ah? So fast?" Xiaohua stunned, and then immediately understood that this moon palace is afraid that there is a special channel to the door, and if there is no small leader, Fu Zhiwen is afraid that it is no longer easy to come here? Xiao Hua didn't want to see it. After all, there was a lady in his house waiting for him to go back. I can listen to the rain and the wind is downstairs. I can’t always ask this little sister, so I laughed. "Go, let him in! Oh, in addition, Xiao Yan girl, you should stay outside. When the old man bids, he will call you in!"

"Yes, seniors!" Xiaoxi was a little unhappy, but he still went out.

"The younger generation has seen the predecessors!" Fu Zhiwen came in and looked around, hurriedly bowed his head and bowed.

Xiao Hua smiled, didn't get up, and waved: "Modo Li, you take off the mask is not to Xiaomou shot? Going here instead of giving birth?"

"Hey, it turned out to be Xiao Daoyou!" All of a sudden, Fu Zhiwen relaxed, look at the side, "This is the most advanced place in the Star House, generally the old predecessors of Confucianism, or what family can come in." Xiaosheng can never come up! You don't show your identity at all, how can you dare to care about it? How can you make a good job?"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled and didn't intend to say more.

Fu Zhiwen is a respectful and correct robes again, Shi Lidao: "However, Xiaosheng came here to really thank the friends! If there is no Taoist shot, this Yanmu wood can not succeed!"

"Well, since this Yan Leimu is so important, you should hurry and turn around. The thing on your lady's side is the most urgent. Can you care about this?" Xiao Hua got up and said that Fu Zhiwen was also solemnly supported.

"The old butler has gone back with Yan Leimu! This thing... Although bidding for so many prices here, in fact, no one will hit it! When there will be nothing!" Fu Zhiwen laughed, "Xiaosheng Do not come to see if it is Xiao Daoyou, there is always a knot in my heart, which is not good for cultivation! In particular, Xiao Daoyou... is a guest in the distance, how can Xiaosheng have to accompany his friends, and the matter of the Tongzhu country is over, Xiaosheng Sending a friend to leave, it’s not too late for Xiaosheng to go back! It’s also a landlord’s friendship!”

"Haha, just right, you come and talk to Xiaomou about what are the top ten tools of Confucianism!" Xiao Hua did not stick to it, laughing and talking to a chair next to his hand.

"Yes! Xiao Daoyou!" Fu Zhiwen was also happy to listen. He took the chair and walked by the window sill. It was just to open it. It seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly put his hand in his arms and took out a jade hand and handed it to Xiao Hua. Dao, "Just a little too early, even his own address has not been left, the real shame, Xiaosheng is the Pingshan national people in Yuzhou, this Yuxi has the address where Xiaosheng lives, and... some small students practice I don’t know if it’s useful to my friends! This... I don’t know how to thank Dao’s friends...”

"The gentleman's friendship is as light as water~" Xiao Hua glanced at him. He reached out and carefully picked it up. He didn't look at it and sent it into his own space. He smiled and said, "You are a superb jade!"

"Oh, the friend of the road took it, the heart of Xiaosheng was stable!" Fu Zhiwen finally sighed, sitting there, looking out the window, smiling. "This is really good, you can see the outside, but you can't see it outside." Go inside."

At this time, the rain in the midair has already caught the hand. A light spot above the Tibetan celestial graphic falls into his hand. This is a rectangular jade, and the outside is drawn with a regular pattern, and even some one. The stroke of the stroke is engraved on it.

"Xiao Daoyou, this jade is different from the jade of the Taoist door!" Fu Zhiwen said very naturally. "The jade of the ordinary door must be covered with a plaque to prevent the breath of the inner and outer things from leaking out, causing attention to others. The repair is to use these words, the atmosphere of the jade within the words to make the atmosphere of the jade, those patterns also have this effect! In short, some places in Confucianism are similar to the Tao, but in essence, there is a difference Other differences!"

With Fu Zhiwen finished, but seeing the rain and the wind will be a little bit, it is a true rush to go out, "Hey..." On the jade, there is also a slight buzzing sound, a burst of gas Those patterns and words are born above, "咔吧" is a loud sound, "吼..." With that crisp sound, the jade opens, a red fire dragon performs a rush out of the jade, and the clear sound of the dragon's gongs resounds at the same time. The moon palace!

Then, the brighter red color is mixed with the unspeakable heat, and the slow one floats out of the jade, and everyone squints clearly. It is a pen that is one foot long and has a thick fist! The material of the ink pen is very weird, the whole body is red, and a dragon is engraved on it. The dragon is swimming in Guanghua at this time, and the sound of the clear dragon is from the light and shadow of this dragon!

What is even more bizarre is that this ink pen is just a pen tube, but the place where the pen is written is empty.

"You are a fairy friend, this is what Xiaosheng said just now... the imitation of the pen of the gods - Chi Long!" Yu Linfeng waved his hand, and the real gas fell on the red dragon, and the brilliance of the dragon gradually fell. The kind of heat is also absorbed into the red dragon! "This red dragon is made of fire dragon bones. The surface dragon is also engraved with the dragon's blood. When using this red dragon to draw the text axis or directly as a royal device, you can use the dragon's fineness to make you feel good. The power is fully exerted!"

Immediately, the rain and the wind are a brief introduction, and began to report the reserve price of this red dragon.

Xiao Hua naturally won't bid for this thing. He smiles and asks Fu Zhiwen: "This red dragon is a copy of the pen of the gods, it is so powerful, what is the real pen of the gods?" (To be continued.)