Legend of the Cultivation God

"Good!" Xiao Hua raised his hand and rolled up Zhu Chengdao. "As long as Xiao is innocent, Xiao will keep you innocent! As for Zhu Xi, hey, at this time Xiao Mou can't say anything more! Go..."

During the speech, Xiao Hua took Zhu Chenghua as an iridescent to the direction of the first ghost. ◎

The grief in Zhu Cheng’s heart did not disappear much. He did not care about Xiao Hua’s words. It was only a kind of comfort. As Xiao Hua’s body shape iridescent flew, above the biting lips, the scarlet blood drops appeared again.

It’s still far from the ghost hole. A filthy smell is mixed with a touch of blood. The sky is thick, and the sticky outside of the style is not only filled with the night sky, but also falls on the mountains, trees and rivers. The blood of the Nether is naturally different from that in midair, and it is the strange figure that Xiao Hua sees during the day.

"Hey? How come there are other monks?" Xiao Huatian eyes swept through the ghost blood and fell on the mountains. A farmer-like old man stood on his body and his eyes were in the air. Where the column is.

Of course, Xiao Hua took Zhu Chengfei near, and naturally alerted the old man. The old man’s faint yellow cloud turned his head.

"Master Zhu?" The old man saw Zhu Cheng slightly surprised, and then he was also stunned by Xiao Hua. "I don't know if this fairy friend is..."

"At the next door, Xiao Hua!" Xiao Hua took Zhu Cheng to the place and handed it to the court.

"Daomen monk?" The old man frowned, apparently did not hear Xiaohua's name.

"Which one are you?" Looking at the farmer, Zhu Cheng fixed his mind and asked strangely. "The old man seems to have never seen a fairy friend!"

The farmer smiled and said: "Zhu Jia is a well-known Confucian family in Fengxiang, and the name of Zhu Laozi is said to be Wuyuan County, and the Jingyue County where the old is located is also known to everyone!"

Xiao Hua’s heart moved. Staring at the old man asked: "Is the fairy friend a child of the family? Is it... is it the same as the Zhu family?"

"In the next Zhaoqing, I have seen Zhu Xianyou, Xiao Xianyou!" The old man heard Xiao Hua's words, his eyes lit up, and he once again prayed.

"Zhao Qing? Scorpion??" Zhu Cheng suddenly realized, staring at the old man. "Isn't the fairy friend after the sacred scorpion?"

"Hey, is Zhujia different from Zhu Xi's saint?" Zhao Qing sighed. "Today, the old man will understand why your Zhu family is defeated! It looks like my family!"

"Yes!" Zhu Cheng did not feel embarrassed, "I think that when I was in ancient times, my family was a first-class family. Today... I am still worse than my Zhu family! Zhu thought that my disciples would have never existed!" ”

"Actually... it's almost the same!" Zhaoqing sighed and looked at the ghost. Suddenly, "Maybe this is the last time my family used the blood of the bones to seal the ghosts."

"Do you have a curse at home?" Zhu Cheng looked at the eyebrows and asked, "Is there any descendants?"

"Is that still to say? You Zhujia has my family also naturally!" Zhaoqing nodded, "and the old is not as good as Zhu Laozi, although there are sons under the old knees, but ... can not compare with Zhu Xi Zhu Gongzi! Don't say anything about this!!"

Listening to Zhao Qing, Zhu Xi, Zhu Cheng’s heart hurts. I want to change my mouth and say something, but one of the openings is still: "Mottina is against the child. The temper is too weak to be able to stand the inheritance of my Zhu family."

However, after Zhu Chengyi finished, there was some general pain in the heart!

"Inheritance? Father Zhu, you are contented! Some people have passed down well." Zhao Qing said, "I haven't said that I have long since fallen. Now I am afraid that even the blood will be cut off."

"Hey, I don't know what the fairy friends know!" Xiao Hua next to Zhu Cheng, knowing that this hateful iron-clad parent is very difficult to say what he said in his heart, so he sighed, "Zhu Laozi's nephew Zhu Xi. Just for Can seal the ghosts and ghosts, have been killed in the ghosts!"

"Ah?" Zhaoqing’s face was completely swayed toward Zhu Cheng, and he solemnly said, “In the next generation, hundreds of thousands of fathers and relatives in Jingyue County thanked Zhu’s sacrifice for us.”

"Oh..." Zhu Cheng hurriedly raised, whispered, "This... This is the responsibility of my family, I am waiting for it! It is also a child."

"Oh..." At this time, the sixth strange sound was re-issued, and the direction was different from the other five.

"This is the direction of Fanchang County!" Zhaoqing hurriedly looked up and looked at the distance, whispering. "Looks like... Fanchang County also has the same family as Zhu Jiahe's family!"

"Confucianism and literary genre tens of thousands of years, how many families have become rafting!" Zhu Cheng sighed.

"Go..." Xiao Hua said in a sleeve, "You waited to see Xiao Xiao in the past, and this is the third family that has fallen!"

Zhaoqing wants to quit, but under the mana of Xiao Hua, he can't move. I don't know, Zhaoqing is very surprised to see Xiaohua's very young face. Then she frowned and didn't know what to think. .

Xiao Hua is like Changhong, and the blood of the sky has not brought any obstacles to him. However, it took a moment to get over the sky in Fanchang County. At this time, it was already dark at night. It’s the year of famine, everyone is lying. Falling on the ground and waiting for the dawn of the sun, even if it is a rich year, on this ghost night, who will venture into the wild?

However, from the jungle where there are dozens of miles in Fanchang County, Xiao Hua is seeing a middle-aged man with a slightly short stature and a very fat body. He is holding a butcher knife in his hand and slowly dialing the ground. Thorns, walking up the mountains in the distance, watching the fat man's manners is really clumsy and difficult.

"The night is long, the moon is bright, the jungle is deep, and the roots are sturdy. Is this your firewood?" Xiao Hua figured down, standing on the top of the man’s head and asking for a bow.

"Ah?" The man obviously didn't feel Xiaohua's arrival, and he was shocked. The butcher's knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Zeng Fatzi?? You...you..." Zhu Cheng apparently knew this person, and saw this familiar figure, could not help but shout, "How could it be you??"

"Master Zhu? You...what did you come here?" Zeng Fatzi heard Zhu Cheng’s voice, Daan in his heart, looked down and found the butcher knife screaming, and it was difficult to climb up the field. It’s just that the fat man’s body flutters, but the steps are difficult, obviously there is nothing to repair.

Xiao Hua raised his hand, and the fat man was caught in the field by the sky. The fat man’s claws in the air made people laugh.

"Small once, I have seen the fairy long!" Once the fat man fell to the ground, immediately directed at Xiao Hua, the fat face, the two small eyes gave the admiration of Guanghua.

"You... is the descendant of Zeng's family?" Zhaoqing looked at this fat man who was quite a city sorrow. Some people couldn't believe it, "Is the first class of Confucianism in the ancient times?"

There used to be a blush on his face, and he said: "The small is just after the family, I don’t know the predecessors..."

"Hey!" Not waiting for Zhaoqing to open, Zhu Cheng sighed a sigh. "The Zengzi of Zeng Xiu’s family was also Confucianism. Zeng’s family was also a first-class Confucian family. But now... Zeng’s once was actually... For the butcher! Sad, sigh!"

"Yes, Master Zhu!" Although the Zhu family has been broken, it is also a big family in Wuyuan County in the eyes of secular people. It used to be a butcher who killed pigs. He used to give pork to Zhujiazhuang before. It is also awesome for Zhu Cheng. tight.

Xiao Hua is a smile on his face. He once said: "Zhu Xianyou, Yan Xianyou, you are wrong! Whether it is a butcher, whether he has a Confucianism, as long as he can come today. On the side of the ghost hole, his blood is hot, he is the brave! He is not lower than any Confucianism on the Tibetan continent. Every time you are a dog, you are mostly a scholar, so it’s about it!"

"Not bad!" Zhaoqing was awakened first, and hurriedly rushed to the past. "The old man is wrong, please ask Zeng Xianyou for understanding!"

"Exactly! Once Zeng Xianyou arrived here, he was naturally determined to die, more than the old man..." When it comes to this, Zhu Cheng does not know whether it is sad or embarrassing, it is difficult to say it, and it is long.

Once I was shocked, I hurriedly lifted the two people together and smiled bitterly: "Small...there is the nobleness of the fairy long? The small is just to follow the ancestral training and do your best to care for the ghosts." Just... After I have been tonight, I was afraid that I would not have the chance to look after the ghosts again!"

"Oh, yes, the dog is still young, I don't understand anything. How can you know to go to die tonight?" Zhu Cheng sighed.

"Oh..." The seventh strange sound came out, and the direction was different from the other six.

Xiao Hua hurriedly looked at Zhu Cheng. Zhu Cheng understood Xiao Hua’s thoughts and shook his head. “This ghost hole is still unknown.”

"Zhu Laozi..." used to be awkward. "Small people don't know that the lord is actually a guardian of the ghost. The small one thinks that only a small one is! Tonight, so many yin bursts, I don't know... how many Are the ghosts open?"

"There are already seven!" Zhu Cheng looked at the strong winds of the surrounding, whispered.

"This... so much!" Once shocked, "small...the little ancestors can only say one! There are so many ghosts, I don't have enough people!"

Xiao Hua’s heart glimpsed and naturally understood that the number of people who had said that was the number of people who filled in the ghosts. I thought that if I had not been repaired, I would come here with his ancestors and prepare to jump into the ghosts. However, from the death of Zhu Xi, he can see that today's ghost hole eruption is different from the previous one. It is impossible to seal the ghost hole with the blood of the comprehension disciple. It is necessary to find out the ghost hole. The cause of the eruption, as well as the harm to millions of villagers in three towns.

Zhu Cheng is very worried about looking at the distance, whispered: "Is it difficult... Is there a ghost prisoner born again? This... How can this stop it?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better.) Update faster!