Legend of the Cultivation God

For Chu Yang, a scapegoat, Xiao Hua has never been embarrassed. He smiled and said: "Xiao Hua has seen Chu Deacon."

Although Xiao Huali was a few weeks old, but Chu Yang did not move for it. He raised his hand and said: "You come with the old man..."

Seeing Chu Yang, Xiao Hua frowned, and said faintly: "Where is the deacon to take the old man to go?"

Chu Yang took a look at Xiao Hua, and his expression still looked like he did not care. He turned to Chu Jing and said: "Chu Jing, you talked with Xiao Zhenren about the arrangement of my Chu family."

"Yes, Shizu!" Chu Jing promised, explained to Xiao Hua, "Good to teach Xiaozhen people know that this time the monks of the gods and bloods are really more, my Chu family's reception disciples are not many, for me The predecessors invited by the Chu family disciples, I have a special local reception, but for the predecessors who have no tokens, I also have local hospitality, but the conditions may be a little worse!"

Chu Yang saw that Chu Jing did not dare to say that he glanced at him and said that he said: "There are many monks who come to the gods and blood, and there are Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. In order not to cause any disputes, I will not have Chu. The Buddhist disciples and the Taoist monks of the tokens are also arranged elsewhere..."

Listening to this, Xiao Hua is somewhat unhappy in his heart. Although his temper is bleak and does not like fame, he is not willing to be so shackled. He didn't want to come to the gods and blood to make a lot of fun. After listening to the words of Song Zixiong and Zhu Cheng, I felt that there was some truth, and this came. It can be imagined that even the disciples of the Chu family have the cultivation of Yuanli Sanpin. The deacon in front of him is actually the fourth grade of Yuanli. A fourth-class Confucian family has already done this. How should the second-class third-class family? ? The strength of this Yuanli five products revealed by myself is simply not in their eyes. Why didn’t they use the hot face to paste their cold ass?

"But it..." Xiao Hua waved his hand, just when he was going to talk, "Hey..." A piece of instrument sounded. The silk bamboo sounded, everyone looked up, but when you saw the sky on the left side, a white cloud glowed through the faint pink like a cloud surge. On the Yunxia, ​​a few hundred feet of Fei Peng pulled a big boat. Come, the sound of silk bamboo is uploaded from the big boat. The big boat flies very fast, but it is close in a moment. Xiao Hua and others can see clearly. A pretty lily is engraved on the big boat. This lily flashes pink brilliance, and countless arrogant breaths come in from all directions. Among the lilies, a majestic and calm weather is born from this lily, which makes people look at the hearts and minds.

"Lily?" Xiaohua brows slightly wrinkled, as if thinking of something. Sure enough, just next to some absent-minded Chu Yang saw the lily of the big boat, a flash of surprise in the eyes, whispered, "Mu Rong family?? They ... how come to the gods blood?"

Hearing the words "Mu Rong Family", Xiao Hua naturally thought of Murong from the cloud, the mysterious woman who only heard the sound of the star in the star building! In fact, until this time, Xiao Hua did not make trouble to understand Murong from the cloud. I didn’t understand why Murong’s bid to withdraw from Tianma’s bidding.

The big boat of this Murong family just appeared, and the blood of the gods who were originally silent was suddenly buzzing around. Many of the patrolling disciples who were dressed up with Chu Jing flew from a distance, and some monks flew out from the ground forbidden. On the other side of the blood of the gods, several swords of light screamed and rushed to everyone. Before, the sword light was revealed. Three whole body flashing swordsmanship, the middle-aged Confucianism with the strength of six strengths showed the figure, the former forehead was slightly drummed, the eyes were stunned, standing in the middle of the air, if the same mouth flying sword!

Xiao Hua is going to leave. But in this moment, there are some Chu disciples standing at the height of the left, although it is not dense, it is obviously a kind of cuddling, and then Chu Yang and Chu Jing are both hands-on, with respect on their faces, Xiao Hua knows this. It is not advisable to leave, so simply fall on the speeding car, sit down and close your eyes and adjust your interest, and wait until the big boat of this Murong family falls.

Murong’s flying boat is near, and the kind of awkward momentum is getting stronger and stronger. This momentum is like a mountain. The side of the gods’ blood is covered. Even Xiao Hua’s heart sitting on the speeding car is like a piece of pressure. The big stone, straight and breathless, not to mention the Chu disciples who only have Yuanli three products, one by one trembled in midair, trying to maintain not letting them fall from the air.

"唉~" Xiao Hua brows slightly wrinkled, sighing in his heart, knowing that this is a kind of ceremonial servant who is a first-class family, and is a top-down view of the fourth-class family Chu family. "I don't know." The situation of what the first class family's flying boat will look like."

Seeing that the flying boat stopped, the clouds came out on both sides of the ship's side of the ship. The head of the whole flying boat began to be transparent. Some women dressed in palace clothes held silkworms, bells, cymbals and other musical instruments in the hands of the clouds. Congratulations of Confucianism hurried forward, and said: "The younger generation Chu, Chu Hong, Chu Pingjing met Murong predecessors! The younger generation did not know that the seniors came over, never greeted, it was really slow."

"Well, get up!" A very lazy voice came from the flying boat. "The old man didn't say hello to his brother, don't ask for it, can't blame you."

"Good teaching predecessors know that my family has never come to the gods and blood, this time the master is Zhong Yu Shishu." Chu Yu replied respectfully.

"Oh? It turned out that Zhong Yuxiong is here!" The man still did not reveal his body shape. "The old man has not seen him for forty years!"

In the words, two eyes that seem to be able to penetrate everything from the top of the boat, swiftly sweeping over the blood of the gods than the gods.

"Predecessors!" Chu Yu saw, and hurriedly laughed, "Zhong Yu Shishu is not here now, according to the message to be able to come after ten days, if the seniors are anxious, the younger generation will be sent to the uncle."

"No need!" With this voice, a young man dressed in a robes and wearing a jade crown, white as jade, showed his figure from the top of the flying boat. The young man’s face swims with a layer of lavender light. It is very expensive. As the young man appeared, it was a tall woman. The woman was dressed in a pink dress, and the white face of the jade had a faint red smudge. The beauty of the bright teeth looked far and wide. peach blossom.

"The old man only occasionally passed by here. He heard that the Chu family had some movements in this blood of the gods. This is to take a look. I didn't bother with the Chu family's plan, and I don't have to inform them!" The young man flew and fell to the body. Before the flying boat, the colorful streamers flashed between the eyes, watching the blood of the gods, and the face showed interest.

"Yes, the younger generation understands!" Chu Yu whispered aloud, did not dare to speak, respectfully stood there.

After a while, the young man lifted his head and the stream of light disappeared. He looked at Chu Xiao and smiled. "You Chu is really big! Look... I have been paying attention to this blood of the gods?"

"This is all about small insects, and it really makes the older generation laugh!" Chu said with a smile, "I am compared with the Murong family, it is really insignificant."

"Speaking of God's Magic Chess..." The young man's mouth showed a hint of smile. "The old man has heard about it. Now he has a chance to see his true face. The old man can't help but want to stay and see... ”

Chu Yu’s face changed slightly and smiled: “If the predecessors want to see it, wait for the younger generation to find the magical chess from this blood of the gods, and then confess the homeowner, and send the magical chess to the predecessor’s house. ”

"What? Don't want to let the old man stay?" The young man's face was slightly cold, as if he was angry.

Chu Yu hurriedly said: "Where! The predecessors misunderstood. The predecessors are the great masters of refining the imaginary and the heavens. The gods and bloods are in the eyes of the dragons and tigers in my eyes, but in the eyes of the predecessors, they are just a blood field. There are predecessors, I am Chu The home is too late to come, how can you not want to let the predecessors stay? In fact, if you know that the predecessors can come, why should my Chu family spend so much energy on the Tibetan immortals to spread the hero posts?"

"Haha..." The young man laughed and pointed his hand to Chu. "You little doll, what kind of person do you think the old man is, can you **** the magical chess with your juniors? If the old man shot, Later, Chu Yun still can't kill the old man? Stop, stop... After the gods and **** defenses are so strict, the old man wants to see if there is any change, can't the old man stay here?"

"Seven Uncles..." Just as the young man waved his sleeves and wanted to turn around, the woman next to him whispered, "Yun wants to stay here to see the excitement."

The woman’s voice is not big, but no one can dare to swear through the whole sky. Although Xiaohua’s distance is not close, she can still hear clearly. Isn’t that the Murong that I saw in the early days of the Star House from the cloud?

"What is good-looking here?" The young man was a little embarrassed, and he said, "But it is some blood and magic. Now there are some sinister sins. These places say that there is a ghost, it is true, how can there be a god?" Magic chess? Besides, if there is a magical chess, where can I turn to the Chu family?"

"Uncle ancestors..." Murong pulled the young man's sleeves from the clouds. "Yun is easy to fit into the realm of the guru. If you go back this time, you must definitely retreat to the bottleneck of refining the spirit." I can't go out easily afterwards, you always promise Yuner..."

"No!" The young man refused, and replied faintly. "If you are at the side, the old man will agree. Here is the place where the ghosts are deposited. The yin and the suffocation are very heavy. You are a little girl. It’s not appropriate at this end, it will not only affect the realm you have just cultivated, but will also be detrimental to your future cultivation!”

"Uncle ancestors..." Murong still refused to follow the cloud, pleading for help. "If you are old, don't worry, leave two teachers and uncles to accompany the cloud." Then, Yuner himself has his own place here..." Continue to search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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