Legend of the Cultivation God

Xuan Songzi said that, after listening to Xiao Hua’s words, he had no choice but to answer: “It’s the reason that the poor road can only take the path of the baby first, but after the opportunity is available... What happened!"

"Since there is a road, there is an end, Xuan Songdao friends, if you are practicing loose baby, scattered fairy, even if there are thousands of difficulties, Xiaomou absolutely supports you!" Xiao Hua looked at Xuan Songzi said one word. "If you can't win, Xiaomou may not..."

Speaking of Xiao Hua here, I don’t say much, I believe Xuan Songzi understands what he means.

Xuan Songzi did not know where Xiao Hua’s confidence came from, but there was a kind of inspiration that was inexplicable. He arched his hand and said: “The poor roads don’t dare to look forward to the future, just want to get through the difficulties now.”

"That is, take a step and say one step, don't have to worry too much." Xiao Hua knows that Xuan Songzi is in a bad mood, and it is not good to comfort anything. Just say something at random.

I know, Xuan Songzi seriously said: "Xiao Zhenren, you do not know, all this is God!"

"God?" Xiaohua stunned, some inexplicable.

"Early... as early as six hundred years ago..." It is said that Xuan Songzi has some vicissitudes of life. Looking at the clouds before the speeding is like recalling, "The poor road has just been built into Jindan, in order to find a suitable cultivation method, the poor road After killing a lot of ... Daomen monks! Finally, finally got a suitable method for the poor road in the hands of an unknown monk, and in this small bag of the monk, the poor road also got a broken ink cloud, What is recorded in the middle is the cultivation method of the scattered fairy, and there is a so-called cultivation practice of the scattered baby. It must be the cultivation experience of the predecessors of the immortals..."

Having said that, Xuan Songzi is quiet for a moment. It is continuing: "At that time, the poor road thought that this mystery was really ridiculous. This thing was really boring. I almost threw it. I thought it was the legacy of the predecessors of the immortals. It was precious, and I never heard of it before the poor road. It’s only after the six centuries ago that it’s the result.”

"It's no wonder that Daoyou can know the fairy tales!" Xiao Hua said with emotion. "The original Taoist friends have received this kind of ink cloud. Today, the Taoist friend said that Xiaomou still feels that he is ignorant!"

"The name of the fairy is a fairy. In fact, it is miserable. Every day, I am afraid, but I am afraid that the robbery will come. I am trying my best to find the law of looting and the way to rob. The number of them is originally small. How can it appear in front of people? Xuan Songzi nodded. "Even if the poor road knows about it. I have never seen a fairy. And I have never heard of others."

Xiao Hua’s chin is also said: “Yes, as Xiao knows, as long as it’s not a catastrophe. Whether it’s the flesh and the baby, it’s not likely to be as strong as the flesh. Escape from the sky!"

"There is no way to go to heaven, there are always exceptions!" Xuan Songzi laughed. "After ten thousand years, the poor roads let the real people see this exception!"

"Okay, Xiaomou waits!" Xiao Hua smiled. "I just don't know how Xiao can help you now? You can listen."

"The ink cloud is placed in the Qiankun bag of the poor road. If the real person kills the evil thief, the ink cloud will be in the hands of the real person!" Xuan Songzi accompanied the smile, "and, the poor way of life The hanging mountain tower should also be in the hands of real people. Now the poor road can't stay outside for a long time. You can only use the hanging mountain tower to live."

"Oh, the poor road understands!" Xiao Hua waved his hand and took out the Qiang Kun bag of Xuan Ming, and handed it to Xuan Songzi. "It should all be inside, take it yourself!"

"Real people..." Xuan Songzi smiled bitterly. "Now the poor hand has no power to bind the chicken. Everything depends on the real person. Even if it is... the secret skill of the baby is to be told by the real person."

"Oh, Xiaomou understands!" Xiaohua stunned, knowing that Xuan Songzi lost his flesh, and that the magical powers of one should not have been cultivated. It is really necessary to pass on these secret techniques to him. So Xiao Hua did not neglect, first to find Xuan Songzi's magic weapon, to Xuan Songzi, but see Xuan Songzi clasped the small tower with both hands, Yuan Ying body flashing brilliance and faint mana fluctuations, waiting for the small tower also gave birth to fluctuations The small tower slowly descended on Yuan Ying’s hand, and the alert that Xuan Songzi’s face had never disappeared was slightly slowed down.

Then, Xiao Hua was looking for the dilapidated ink cloud of Xuan Songzi. Fortunately, although there are so many things in the Xuan Ming Ming Qiankun bag, Xuan Songzi did not care about the ink cloud before, but after all, it was just that Xuan Mingming had just got it from Xuan Songzi, and Xuan Mingming did not have time to deal with it. Xiao Hua only found it with a little effort.

Once again, Xuan Songzi’s consent was obtained. Xiao Hua put the ink cloud on his forehead and looked at it carefully. Then he reached out and gave a faint crystal on the index finger. He was at Xuan Songzi Yuan Ying. In the eyebrows, I saw Xuan Songzi’s Yuan Ying trembled, and could not withstand the power of Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua has no choice but to pass the less than 30% of the ink cloud to the Xuan Songzi. Even so, Xuan Songzi who has reached these contents is also faint, and the luster of Yuan Ying is once again bleak.

“Xuansong Daoyou...” Xiao Hua frowned. “Now you need to renovate. Xiao Mo, who is in the ink cloud, has also seen it. Xiao will try his best to find the right grass and spirit for you. You can continue to cultivate. However, the spiritual things you need are really rare, and you are not afraid to say that Xiao had never heard of it before, Xiaomou could not guarantee..."

"Xiao Zhenren is bothered!" Xuan Songzi really has some anger, but whispered, "Those things are the name of the ancients. It may have changed the name now. Unfortunately, there is no picture... poor road Everything is going to be called Xiaozheng. Now the poor road is going to enter the hanging mountain tower for retreat. If there is any news or something to be sent by the real person, you can sacrifice the hanging mountain tower!"

"Well, Xuan Songdao friends can rest assured that Xiao's luck has always been very good, maybe soon will find the things used by the Taoist friends!" Xiao Hua smiled, "Daoyou can rest assured that retreat."

"Thank you, thank you~" At this time, how many gratitudes appeared to be slight. Xuan Songzi said two words. The whole Yuan Ying flashed the khaki brilliance, which led to the suspension of the mountain tower, which was also Guanghua Dasheng, and then Yuan Ying slowly fell into The disappearance of the hanging mountain tower disappeared.

"唉~" Xiao Hua looked at the hanging mountain tower Guanghua in front of him, and fell on the speeding car. He secretly sighed. A Yuanying monk who had cultivated for thousands of years was only one day, and it fell to such a field. It makes people chilling. Xiao Hua Gu Ji Xuan Songzi's mood, did not ask Xuan Songzi's origins, even because of the situation of Xuan Songzi Yuan Ying, Xiao Hua did not ask the situation of Yaotai.

The hanging mountain tower can not be used for income. Xiao Hua carefully took it into the Qiankun bag. Then, regardless of Tianma, he took a hand and took the ink cloud in his hand. He still stuck it on his forehead and carefully checked it. . In fact, as early as Xuan Songzi talked about the practice of the practice of the immortal, Xiao Hua’s heart was a move, which is similar to how he is now practicing the Yuan Ying!

Now Xiaohua’s Yuan Ying is thriving under the bombardment of five gas and thunder. Isn’t it the power of the fairy to increase the power of the fairy spirit through thunder? It’s just that Xiaohua’s five-powered thunder is not the power of the fairy spirit, and the five gas is also under the control of Xiao Hua, and will not pose a threat to Yuan Ying. In fact, Xiao Hua has not understood why the five gas positive thunder can promote the growth of Yuan Ying. It is difficult to make it because the five gas is the thing of the fairy palace, and there is the spirit of the fairy spirit inside. I can think about it, the problem is coming again, the fairy palace is not the fairyland, and the fairy palace of Confucianism is not the fairy palace of the Taoist temple.

Of course, since Xuan Songzi’s Yuan Ying can cultivate a loose baby, then Xiao Hua’s two or two Yuan Ying, who have no gods, can also cultivate the baby under the support of the green **** Xiao Hua and other gods. This temptation Also let Xiao Hua heart.

However, after watching it for a while, several gods swept over the speeding car, which caused Xiao Hua’s attention.

Xiao Hua thought for a moment, and threw the ink cloud to the dragon pulse Xiao Hua, and he grew up with his hands behind his back and looked up at the direction of the gods.

The direction of the gods sweeping is not the location of Yaotai, but the location of Xiaohua nearly a hundred miles away. Waiting for Xiaohua to let Tianma slow down the speed of flight, just a meal, three dressed in robes The monks came from the wind.

But the one before the head is the old man who needs to be white, sitting under a bird-like bird, but the pigeon has two feet, and the pigeon looks fierce. The wing **** a powerful airflow. . The old man’s red face, a pair of broom brows, a leopard ring, an image of no anger and power, is quite compatible with the birds underneath.

The two monks behind the old man are a little younger, but they are also gray-haired, and the eyebrows are quite like the wind and frost. One of these two is a footed boat, one is a flying sword, although the face is not very fierce, but there is also a powerful momentum between the eyes. It seems that three people are not ordinary characters.

"Daoyou invited..." Although the three gods have already swept Xiaohua, they can really see Xiaohua now, seeing Xiaohua so young, and using spells can not see the strength of Xiaohua, I don’t know each other. At first glance, when the man hurriedly stood up from the dove's back, he arched his hand. "In the Qingzhou Qingyunling Changyu, do you know if the friend will go to Yaotai?"

Xiao Hua is also a gift, and laughs: "In Xiaohua, Heiyunling, Yuzhou, it is the trip to Yaotai! Is it true that three friends are also like this?"

"Haha, yes, it is!" Chang Yu listened, and the big eyebrows were raised, laughing loudly. "It is better to meet because of the invitation. I am really interested."

"That is..." Xiao Hua smiled. "Now it is close to Yaotai. If the Taoist monk who met is not going to attend the Yaotai meeting, then it is awkward." (To be continued...)