Legend of the Cultivation God

The story of Jingxianzi is naturally the love of Jingxianzi. It sounds very common. The young Jingxianzi met a monk who loves himself. Unfortunately, this monk is a Confucianism, not a Taoist monk. At the beginning, the Confucianism insisted. The love in my heart resists the resistance from the family. It is a pity that the world is not perfect. After the Jingxianzi had no idea to talk about his own blood, the Confucianism was completely defeated by this accident. In the eyes of this Confucianism, the blood of the Terran is incomparably noble, and the Confucianism is a family. The blood is even more incomparable, he can not accept the blood of his own lover has a demon!

Looking at the back of Confucianism, the quiet fairy fell to the ground, and his heart was gray and gray. However, this decadence was only a moment, waiting for the Jingxian to get up, and it was a strong Taoist monk, and the heart was again It is so firm and far more extraordinary.

"Xiao Hua, you... do you believe in love at first sight?" Jing Xianzi’s face was white because of the scars.

Xiao Hua nodded and unconsciously thought of Hongxia Fairy, and even Jiu Xia.

"I believe it too!" Jing Xianzi nodded, but immediately she was somewhat lost. "But I also know that the emotions that are easy to start... are also easy to lose. There is no common tempering love... not long-term, I... ...I consciously can't compare the love of the woman in your previous story to..., the previous life... I didn't have time to participate, and you...the days after...I...I don't dare... ...to participate...I, I don’t think..."

In the face of the words of Jing Xianzi’s almost confession, Xiao Hua bites his lips. He doesn’t know how to face it. He doesn’t know how to open his mouth...

Fortunately, just when Xiao Hua was very embarrassed, "Hey..." A message was actually flying over, and then a voice came from afar: "Xiao... Xiao Daoyou, how come you here? ”

Xiao Hua hurriedly got up and smiled at the Jingxianzi: "Jing Xianzi, you see, this is what Xiao Xiao said before, Xiaomou just saw him, only to laugh!"

"Hehe" Jingxianzi has some regrets in his heart. After all, he did not hear Xiaohua’s answer. However, if he did not answer at this time, wouldn’t he be more satisfied with the answer? Jing Xianzi, who has reached the strength of Yuanli, does not know how to face Xiao Hua’s answer.

Waiting for Jing Xianzi to look up, it is to see a young man in a distance wearing a Confucian costume to mobilize the flight over the air, the young man's face with surprises and smiles.

This young man is not Fu Zhiwen and who is it?

"Ah?" Fu Zhiwen saw Xiaohua's Tianma and the speeding car. Naturally, he knew that Xiaohua was in the car, and did not take the liberty to release it. When he was close, he saw a female repair, God. When I read the spell, I can't help but show it. I can't be surprised when I explore it. The repair of this woman's repair is actually unfathomable. He still doesn't know where this woman is a predecessor!

When Fu Zhiwen flew to the front, he immediately said with respect and respectfulness: "The late generation Fu Wenwen has seen his predecessors."

"Get up!" Jing Xianzi will squint his sleeves and smile. "The old man Xiao Daoyou does not give up, and he is commensurate with his peers. Fu Xiaoyou does not have to be so polite."

"Ah?" He heard that Jing Xianzi said that Fu Zhiwen was even more surprised. When he saw Xiao Hua, although Xiao Hua showed his dedication to the Imperial Academy of Tongzhu State, Xiao Hua’s strength was only Yuanli’s three products. In the middle and upper stages, this is only a few years! Actually, even the quiet fairy has been compared, how can Fu Zhiwen believe? However, Fu Zhiwen has also probed the use of the technique. As before, there is no way to understand what it is.

"Oh, Fu Xiaoyou, Mo looked, even the old body can not see Xiao Daoyou's repair!" Jing Xianzi naturally found the magic of Fu Zhiwen, laughed, "Lian Yuanying's early monks have worshipped his door, you said What is he doing?"

“Hey...” Xiao Hua looked at Fu Zhiwen’s surprised face and said with self-deprecation. “A few years ago, Xiao Mou took the initiative to let someone apprehend, and someone pushed three resistances!”

Fu Zhiwen’s face was red all the time. Isn’t that just saying him?

"Xiao... Xiao predecessors!" Fu Zhiwen did not dare to call Xiaohua Daoyou, whispered, "How did the seniors come here?"

"Oh," Xiao Hua smiled. "You come up and talk! You have seen this horse."

"Hey..." Tianma screamed, very close to the tail of Fu Zhiwen, as if he had understood Xiaohua’s words.

"Yes!" Fu Zhiwen's got on the speeding car, standing respectfully.

"You still remember Xiao Jian!" Xiao Hua knew that he could no longer see the unconstrained Confucianism in his face, and asked with a smile.

Fu Zhiwen nodded: "The younger generation knows. The younger generation did not have a good impression of him. The younger generation also said it to their predecessors."

"Yes!" Xiao Hua nodded. "The old man wants to help the princess of Jiang Guo in Jiang Guo. This Xiao Jian is one of the characters to be cherished by the old man. The old man can't help but pay attention. It is the old man who got the national teacher at the meeting of Yaotai. After the signing, accompanied by Jing Xianzi, came to Shanliangguo to explore the bottom of Xiao Jian..."

"That... what is the result?" Fu Zhiwen looked at Xiao Hua's face and seemed to understand something, but still asked.

“How else?” Xiao Hua shook his head slightly. “The old man is very disappointed.”

"Hope... this matter will not affect the wish of the predecessors to establish the door!" Fu Zhiwen glanced at the Jingxianzi and whispered.

"Haha, it doesn't matter!" Xiao Hua smiled. "The old man has responded. There should be no mistakes. Instead, you, the old man remembers that you should be a Pingshan national in Yuzhou. How come... suddenly came here. ?"

Fu Zhiwen bit his lip slightly: "The younger generation... It used to be the Pingshan nationality of Yuzhou. Now it is not the Pingshan nationality, nor even the Fu family!"

"Oh? Why?" Xiao Hua, "Is it impossible for you to be expelled from the family?"

"This is exactly the case!" Fu Zhiwen sighed deeply. "The younger generation is now practicing in the distance not far from the front."

"For your maiden?" Xiao Hua also glanced at Jing Xianzi, hesitated for a moment, whispered, "Why... why are you crusted here?"

"I don't care about the two predecessors, this is the case!" Fu Zhiwen smiled bitterly. "The younger generation...the rebellious father's life, vowed to be old with the lady, this is the anger of the family. It has been mediated by the old butler. This did not lower the Thunder, and the old housekeeper passed away, the younger generation did not have any shelter in the family, the old father ordered the order, if it is to guard the woman... it will be expelled by the family, if it is to stay at home, it will be The lady abandoned..."

"A good infatuated man!" Jing Xianzi praised, thought about it, took a magic weapon from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Fu Zhiwen. "This thing is the income of the old man, and I will leave it to you today."

“Thank you for your predecessors!” Fu Zhiwen knew that the magic weapon of Yuan Ying’s monk was unusual, and he hurriedly caught it and thanked him.

"If this thing is a common practice between two men and women, there will be unexpected effects!" Jing Xianzi said with a smile.

"Yes, the younger generation understands!" Fu Zhiwen smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately... the younger generation can't ask the singer to come out and thank the seniors!"

"Oh? Fu Xiaoyou, what does this mean?" Jing Xianzi gave a slight glimpse.

Fu Zhiwen respectfully said: "The two predecessors are a little bit safe, and the younger generation should have been screaming to the younger generation of Xiao, the two predecessors and the younger generation went to the knot, and the younger generation came to me!"

"Good!" Xiao Hua took a picture of Tianma, and the car rushed to the place where Fu Zhiwen flew. However, for a long time, when he arrived at a tall mountain range, a small, hustle and bustle house was awkward. A slightly shaded mountain above.

"Two seniors please..." Fu Zhiwen first got off the speeding car, respectfully invited Xiao Hua and Jing Xianzi to enter.

Xiao Hua smiled and took the speeding car and Tianma. When the wooden house was advanced, it was very simple to see the house. Except for the futons, there were some books and the books were a bit messy. It seems that Fu Zhiwen is very hard to cultivate.

Jingxianzi looked around, it was Nahan’s look at Xiaohua, because there was no trace of a second monk in this wooden house. Jingxian didn’t know where the lady was said by Fu Zhiwen.

After waiting for the two to sit, Fu Zhiwen took out some Lingguo from the small Qiankun bag and handed it respectfully. Then he smiled and said: "Isn’t the previous generation of Xiao’s predecessors asked? Why is the younger generation crusted here, the reason is very simple, because The first time the younger meets the maiden is here."

"Oh, this is the case!" Xiao Hua smiled and picked up the Lingguo, and took a sip and said, "The memory here is very beautiful!"

"I can't talk about anything beautiful!" Fu Zhiwen said with a smile. "The situation at the time was very strange. I almost scared the younger generation."

Said, Fu Zhiwen carefully took out a fist-sized raft from his close-fitting arms, and the raft Xiaohua was able to understand it. It was on the same day that he gave Wei Zhiwen’s Yan Leimu at the bidding meeting of the Star House. .

Xiao Hua’s heart moved, if thought.

Sure enough, Fu Zhiwen took out the raft made of Yan Leimu and carefully opened it, but seeing the inside of the raft is a fist-sized jade crystal, which has a ray of light on the jade crystal. The multicolored inscriptions of the inscriptions on the surface of the chain are overflowing, and the layer of thunder floats above these inscriptions.

"Tian penalty prisoner??" Jing Xianzi saw this thing, his face showed a surprise color, whispered, as if to see something terrible.

"Heavenly prisoner crystal?" Xiao Hua frowned slightly, thinking carefully, as if he had never seen it in the book.

Jing Xianzi was very dissatisfied and swept Fu Zhiwen. He lifted his hand and stopped Xiao Hua’s hand, and then he spoke a few words. Sure enough, Xiao Hua’s face is also somewhat different. R1152

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