Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh..." I saw the hand of Yuan Ying falling down. Thousands of wind volcanic forests were shattered and turned into countless inscriptions flying in the air. The Yunjin was also torn down and turned into a sigh of relief!

The cold Qing song is taking advantage of this gap, hurriedly received Jin Ge, will turn around, hidden into the clouds disappeared. . .

"Oh, it turned out to be the battle of the wheel!" Xiao Hua received the hand of Yuan Ying, looking coldly at the blue Yunjin from the high-altitude rapid birth, with the previous red color, the whole high-altitude is full, ridiculous Tao, "Xiao Mou thought that Confucianism is a person of faith, only a cold song and a battle with Xiao, others will not intervene! Since Confucianism is so shameless, it will be famous!!"

"Under Jiang Yuming!" Jiang Yuming did not have the body of twenty feet, showing his figure in the sky, faintly replied.

"Copper column Jiang Jiang? It's really interesting." Xiao Hua smiled, as if he saw the prey, the finger of a few feet in size stretched out and took a few strokes in the air. "Your neck can be washed." No? Xiaomou is not looking for you, do you dare to come to death?"

Xiao Hua’s actions are not blame for the provocative and insulting of nakedness, but Jiang Yuming is not angry. He still replied faintly: “My Jiang’s grievances with you are private enmity. My Tongzhuguo’s grievance with you Jiang Guo is It’s the national hate. My Jiang family now came to the annihilation of the door of the monarch with the command of the monarch, and the grievances of my Jiang family did nothing!”

"Hey, fake public finances are actually so high-spirited by what you said, Xiaomou is really speechless!" Xiao Hua sneered, his hand screamed, "I am responsible for what reason, since I came, I will leave a life." Let's go!"

"I haven't played against it yet. Who knows who left his life!" Jiang Yuming brows his head, squirts his mouth, and a cyan spurt out, seeing the mid-air, the blue brocade that had already covered the entire sky. It seems to be the finishing touch, suddenly bright, countless inscriptions from the clouds, these inscriptions are either beating, flying, or swimming. With the dancing of these inscriptions. A deep voice is born from the void. These sounds are either rhythmical or unruly, but between words. All the inscriptions gradually have rhythms.

"Oh? Isn't this the meaning of the book of Baizi?" Xiaohua looked puzzled and looked at some familiar battles. Very puzzled. He broke the Baizishu array with the green scorpion in the Tongzhu Academy. Can this Jiang Yuming not know? Why do you want to use this book of Confucianism again and again?

But when you see high altitude, millions of inscriptions first condense sentences. Then it was assembled into an article, and a piece of the article drifted in front of Xiao Hua’s eyes. A sound of sings and sounds was heard from the void, and the solemnness of the whole five brocades seemed to enter the school.

Looking at the place where Jiang Yuming was previously, Jiang Yuming's figure has disappeared. There are also a lot of inscriptions violently tumbling, but these inscriptions are not condensed, but a human figure about the size of Xiaohua. Xiao Hua glanced at it and realized that this is the so-called "child" of Jiang Yuming's infuriating! "You can kill people with words and poetry!"

"Boom..." When the articles that had been spent thousands of things finally gathered together and became a book, there were four huge books flashing in the sky!

"Wind..." But listening to a shock, the already formed "word" will be a mouth, the first of the four books, slowly open, a hurricane mixed with noisy sounds from the book Out, pounce on Xiao Hua.

"Haha... Isn't this the means of my Taoist family? Actually dare to show off in front of Xiaomou!" Xiao Hua looked at the hurricane, and laughed loudly, his hands twitching, and the brilliance flashed through, but he saw Xiaohua's body. The yellow soil shield of Baizhang is blocked in the air.

"呜 呜 呜 ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 若 ? However, Xiao Hua, who was behind the earth shield, felt a bit weird, because the earth shield did not block all the hurricanes, and some winds passed through the earth shield and blew onto Xiao Hua's body.

First, Xiao Hua still doesn't care, but with the impact of the hurricane, the brilliance of the earth shield flashes rapidly, and the wind that blows onto Xiao Huajin is also bigger. In particular, the wind of the "呜呜", Also mixed with strange sounds, at this time, Xiao Hua has heard it clearly, it is actually some of the words of the market, these words are obviously some inscriptions that Xiao Hua does not understand, but can be biased, Xiao Hua’s heart with this voice More and more irritability, irritability between the more prosperous, a feeling of bone soft gluten is also uploaded from the golden body!

Xiao Hua was shocked. He knew in his heart that his golden body is not simple. It is not the same as the golden body of the Buddha. It is based on his physical body, and the usage of heaven and earth is carried out. Xiao Hua is confident that even ordinary flying swords can't be destroyed. How could it be destroyed by a simple hurricane?

"Boom..." Just when Xiao Hua was shocked, the rock-solid earth shield was actually destroyed by the hurricane, and the wind whistled, overwhelmingly drowning Xiaohua's golden body.

In an instant, thousands of noises, noisy, or embarrassing, or embarrassing, or whispering whispers, all fall into the ears of Xiao Hua, both in the ear and into the heart, a difficult to hide The disorder was born from Xiao Hua’s heart, and this disorder caused Xiao Hua to scratch his head and feel overwhelmed. And the hurricane that blows off the earth shield falls on the golden body of Xiao Hua, and the glimpse of the wind is a faint inscription. With the fluctuation of Xiao Hua’s mood, it is very cohesive. Rush into the golden body!

"Boom..." It was only a moment, and Xiaohua’s golden color appeared like a broken image! The surface began to scatter...

"Booming ......" Xiao Hua was in a hurry, the green light of the eyebrows appeared, the lightning and thundering technique was displayed, and the layer of Leiguang protected Xiaohua’s golden body, and the billions of inscriptions hit the green When Li Wen immediately made nothing, the thousands of noises were also hidden by Lei Guang at this time!

When the noise and hurricane went, Xiaohua’s golden body was firmly established, and his heart was clear.

"Grandma's, this... What is this hurricane? What is this voice? Why is it so weird?" Xiao Hua squinted at the gap and said, "How can I be upset?"

"Oh..." Between Xiao Hua's thoughts, the coverage of lightning and thunder has become more and more wide, and not only the four books are shrouded, but the book of the "child" is also covered. These books, that is, the book is not melting under the green essays. However, this book is different from the copper column academy. The blue inscription between the clouds seems to be inexhaustible. How much green literary text melts, immediately from the clouds How much to add, the speed is faster than the green text.

Xiao Hua saw this and finally understood Jiang Yuming's abacus. He is now trapped in the battle, and there are no more green literary works than this filial piety. Their "child" is naturally not afraid of being destroyed.

"It seems that if you don't understand why this hurricane will make Xiaomou upset, I am afraid it is not good to get out of this game!" Xiaohua brows slightly wrinkled, recalling the reason for his own upset, not What are the messy voices? Thinking of this, Xiao Hua closed his ears, but even if the voice could not be heard, it could still be like a small bug in the heart of Xiao Hua! Just like a shrewd street, you don't even want to listen, but the voice, the ugly words still fall in your ears, and even attract your attention.

Suddenly, Xiao Hua seems to understand what it is, the dark road, "This Confucianism is based on words, their winds, how can it be the same as the Taoist style? This style is composed of words With a kind of awe-inspiring power, the power is only the surface layer, and the words are still in the bones. This word is impressed by the people. Xinxin once said that the five-dimensional dynasty is to practice the internal organs, this esoteric attack secret Isn't it mainly based on five qi? Confucianism, this wind, more attention is the heart attack, but the Taoist priests are not clean, the dust is not removed, they will fall into their calculations! Confucianism, Confucianism, It’s really deliberate!”

"Ha ha ha..." I thought of this, Xiao Hua laughed and made a song. "My heart is innocent, I want to have a public, I wish my heart to the heavens and the earth, why do I fear others rumors? My body is stone, my body is gold, I wish that I am in the world, not afraid of other people's proverbs! My heart can accommodate the heavens and the earth, everything in the heavens and the earth is in my mind; my body can be glory, my liver is bright and bright!"

With Xiaohua’s laughter, the sound of lightning and thunder is all the same. The Buddha’s relic in the Xiaohua Muwan Palace can’t move the Ming Dynasty, and sit in it. In Zhongdantian, the three-colored Tianxin will protect the internal organs. Slowly turning; Yuan Dan of the lower Dantian also cultivated with peace of mind. It is exactly what he is, he is strong, and he is a breeze.

It’s also weird. Xiao Hua’s thoughts are unobtrusive. The wind is not afraid. The wind is strong, and the proverb is still in the ear. Xiao Hua’s ears are not heard. It’s like a man standing in the sky, special and independent, and the so-called gossip can’t be shaken. The heart is set, and the body is also strong. The hundreds of millions of inscriptions impact Xiaohua’s golden body. The golden light of the golden body alternates with light and darkness. There is no such thing as a bleak, even the golden toughness of the golden light, and Xiaohua’s quenching. general!

"Silk... How is this possible??" At the height of the sky, the heads of the Jiang family all showed infuriating and supported the "child" in midair. They saw that Xiao Hua actually broke the "wind" array in such a short time. Stunned, Jiang's "Wind Forest Volcano", the most powerful is the "wind", I do not know how many monks can not break this "rumor slang", the state of mind is killed in the drift! The words are killing people, but you can kill yourself and you are a proverb! If someone who is not really in a good mood and who is not hurt by the rumors in the world, who can escape this "wind"?

Xiao Hua is actually able to stand on the "wind" and stand on his own. It is too... inconceivable. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!