Legend of the Cultivation God

"Poor Road Xiaohua..." Xiao Hua said straight into the knife. "Do you have anything else here? As long as it is a thousand demon, the poor roads want it."

"Oh?" The demon is a little weird. I thought about taking out a small Qiankun bag from my arms and handing it to Xiaohua. "Is it a friend and have a look?"

Xiao Hua took over, and God read it. There are many strange things in it. There are many Lingguos that I have never seen before, so I nod my head. "Yes, it’s all right. How do you trade these things? It’s Yuanshi, or Dan medicine. ?"

"Nature is Yuanshi!" The demon is simply overjoyed. Look at Xiaohua’s Xiaokun bag and whisper. "Xiao Xianyou is really a refreshing person. These things are given to fifty best stone stones."

"Hey..." Xiao Hua slammed his mouth and shook his head. "Xianyou, you are too small to see Xiaomou. Xiaomou is a strange thing, but not an idiot."

The enchanting smile, thought for a moment and said: "There are forty, these things may not be worthwhile, but it takes a lot of effort, from the thousand demon sacred place here, have to earn some hard money?"

"Well, this time, even after all, it is the first time!" If the previous Xiao Hua, I think it is necessary to bargain, I can think of the Yuan Shi in the space, Xiao Hua still gave up, very generous.

"Thank you for your kind friend! Thank you, fairy friend!!" Even so, the demon is unexpectedly happy.

After Xiao Hua took Yuan Shi to the demon, Xiao Hua smiled again: "Xianyou, Xiaomou asks more, these things are brought by yourself from the territory of Qian Yao?"

The demon collected Yuan Shi with a smile: "In the name of Ying Yingbo, Xianyou can call the name below. What kind of fairy friend, listening to the awkward."

"Oh, then you are also directly called Xia Xiaozhen!" Xiao Hua also said with a smile.

Ying Bo hastily rushed to the hand: "It turned out to be Xiao Zhenren, who was disrespectful and disrespectful."

“You don’t have to be so polite!” Xiao Hua waved his hand and said, “Now the Yuantai Mountain is going everywhere, Jin Dan is like a dog, Xiaomou is nothing?”

As soon as this was said, Ying Bo was full of sorrow and sorrow. Then the armor of the whole body was extremely shaken. It seems that I can’t help but endure it. After a while, this is an archery: “The real person is really a high person. I was taught under it.”

"Well, let's go back to Xiao's question first." Xiao Hua smiled. "Maybe you and I can have a bigger deal."

Yingbo eyes brighten. Seems to understand what. Hurry: "What do people mean? The strength is shallow. It is impossible to get from the thousand demon sacred to the Tibetan continent in a short time, so I contacted some of the same people in the sacred sacred place. It’s similar to the next, big things don’t dare to do. Only small things can be done...”

"Well, what good things do you have, didn't you come out?" Xiao Hua nodded and thought about it.

Yingbo knows that Xiao Hua is paying attention to himself. He is rushing to find another small small Qiankun bag and hand it to Xiao Huadao: "Xiao Zhenren, this is all that brought down this time, you look old. What can you watch?"

"Oh, there are good things to hide!" Xiao Hua smiled, waiting for him to read the Xiaokun bag, the smile on his face was thicker, nodded, "These things are mostly used by the old husband. In order to show the sincerity of the old man, these old things are all going to be."

Said Xiao Hua took things, took a lot of Yuan Shi into the small Qiankun bag and handed it back to Ying Bo.

That Yingbo has really been so excited that he looked around and smiled. "The sincerity of the real person is received. You always say, what do you need to do next?"

"Without him, the old man only needs you to take the spirit of the thousand demon sacred, the seed of the spirit wood, and the material of the refiner, etc., but everything that my disciples can use can be sold to the old man!" Xiao Hua smiled. "Especially the bones and other things in your Qiankun bag, the old man also likes it very much."

“Really?” Ying Bomei opened his eyes and smiled. The smile could be felt even through the helmet.

Xiao Hua said faintly: "What? Do you think the old man is joking with you?"

"No, no!" Ying Bo hurriedly waved. "I just think..."

"I think the old man wants these things to be incredible?"

“Really!” Yingbo honestly replied, “I have a lot of magical things in the demon world. For example, this ordinary snake-eye fruit is very beneficial to the human body’s physical repair. There is also a longevity fruit, which is said to make people live for ten years. Everyone else is looking to trade these things, but the real people want ordinary things, which makes it incredible."

"Well, those old things are also going to be!" Xiao Hua was happy in his heart and smiled. "But whatever you have in the Holy Land, you can give it to the old man. The old man will not treat you badly. Oh, if there is any practice, Maps, etc., you can also take a veteran. In short, you have a lot of people, you must have these people in your hands, you still have to hold, not to the old man."

"Good!" Yingbo nodded and extended a hand to solemnly say, "I will wait for the swearing."

"Good!" Xiao Hua reached out and gently touched Ying Bo's hand, but seeing Ying Bo's hand is like a cockroach, it looks very weird.

“How do you find a real person?” Ying Bo’s heart was steady, and he asked.

Xiao Hua took out a message and handed it to Ying Bo, saying: "The old man is in Heiyunling near the Tongzhu State of Yuzhou. You can go there to find the old man. This is the old man's message, but you must use the mana of the door. I don't know if you can use it."

"Real people, please rest assured, there is a way!" Ying Po smiled and took the message.

Xiao Hua’s heart moved and raised his eyebrows: “If there is a word about your holy demon, the map and the exercises can be given to the old man as soon as possible.”

"Nature!" Yingbo nodded, but he shook his head. "There can be real people's exercises... I don't care about real people. My demon's practice has always been word of mouth, no words, can be written in animal skins. Above, in fact, it is not really a practice."

"You can't do this, you can just take it!" Xiao Hua is ready to leave, but he thought about it, and took out a small Qiankun bag and handed it to Yingbo. He said, "This is the old man's deposit, you and Hold, don’t let your family think that the old man is cheating you.”

Ying Bo took a look at Xiao Qiankun bag, stayed for a moment, and then solemnly put it in his arms and said: "Good to teach real people know, in fact, the swearing has already made an appointment, but the real person has come up with so many Yuanshi, Really let the heart break down. Real people can rest assured that they will go out here and try to send the first batch of things after the Yaotai meeting."

"Good!" Xiao Hua arched his hand. "It's so laborious."

Ying Bo said that to do it, simply no longer easy to sell, packed up things, and arched with Xiao Hua, hurriedly went.

Xiao Hua continued to wander, but he changed his face and changed his face. He was completely another person when he entered the half-hole of the Yuan Ying monk.

The Dongfu monk is easy to sell, and the Dongfu is obviously a lot more empty, and there are a lot less things, but the atmosphere inside this half of the cave is far beyond that. Because almost all of the Yuan Ying monks are whispering about what happened just above the Huode real banquet.

Xiao Hua looked down and listened carefully, but she could understand it for a moment. It was really like the truth of the truth. The real person of Huo De was folded by Xiao Hua, and the real can no longer continue the banquet. It was to retreat. His disciples hurriedly walked out, apologized to everyone, and then greeted everyone to eat wine. After a while, many monks left to leave. The bidding party that Huide said was no longer mentioned. .

Previously, on the banquet, many people did not dare to inquire about Xiaohua's affairs too much. They could have a real house in Huo De, and everyone was scrupulous. The matter about Xiao Hua was immediately explored by everyone, although it was just a blow. Killing a country’s national teacher and father, is not too ostentatious, but the Taoist monk has been oppressed by Confucianism for a long time, such things have been talked about, and Xiao Hua’s ears are killing him. Cold Qing songs and Yan Zhijin's things. If everyone can tell the truth truthfully, the three people become tigers, and they are said to be more, and things are getting more and more out of the facts. Even Xiao Hua listens, and feels that this brave hero is not his own. .

Xiao Hua was a little dumbfounded. There was nothing special about the sale of the meeting. Most of them were wounded drugs and old magic weapons. They lost their interest and turned to go where they came. Just walked for a moment and saw that I was going out. A very old man hurried in. He looked around and walked to the side of an empty jade. He lifted his hand and took out a small bag. Putting a few of the things inside out, Xiao Hua’s eyes lit up and hurried away. At the same time, on the other side of Xiaohua, there is also a random glimpse of the Yuan Ying monk, like Xiao Hua, hurriedly speeded up the speed to this side.

When the monk moved, Xiao Hua immediately found that the flight under the foot flew toward the old man. The monk saw Xiao Hua faster than himself. His eyes turned and he lifted his hand. A strong wind whistled down, and the mirror that was facing the old man’s face was caught!

Xiao Hua frowned, coldly screamed, and waved his robes. "Boom..." a loud noise, the old man gave birth to a kind of impulse, and immediately broke the monk's wind.

"Ah?" The old man was obviously awkward. He was just standing still. He didn't even see the situation around him. The brilliance of the road flashed around him, and he was caught off guard.

Xiao Hua did not sway, and his footsteps remained the same. After a moment of standing in the jade of the old man, he lifted his hand, picked up the broken mirror, and looked up at the monk who had just been shocked by his sleeve.

"You...what do you want to do?" The monk's face was a little white, his figure receded a few steps, his body was full of blood, and it took a moment to calm down and hurriedly shouted... (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature) The novel is better updated faster!

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