Legend of the Cultivation God

Murong Junpeng looked around and urged the paperweight to open the temple and see Xiaohua smiled: "If Xiao Shizhen does not abandon, why not wait with me? The old man may have something to discuss with the world!"

Xiao Hua hurriedly waved: "Mu Rong's predecessors let the girl protect the Murong, but now there are seniors here, where can I use the next shot? Let the Chu family get a small pavilion next to it, if the seniors have any sent I can inform you as soon as possible."

"Well..." Murong Junpeng was not reluctant. He looked at Murong from the cloud and urged his body to fly into the temple. Murong smiled from Xiaoyun's sweet smile and flew into it.

Immediately, Xiao Hua called two Chu disciples to make a small pavilion and flew in. But seeing this is a very delicate pavilion. It is no different from what you see in the ordinary. It is just that the darkness of the clouds is faintly flashing everywhere, and the inscriptions are hidden.

Xiao Hua sat in the hall and looked around. He found no abnormalities, but he carefully shot the jade, arranged the array, and then sat on the chair and frowned.

"Master..." After a moment, Fu Zhiwen, who was standing up, whispered, "Do you really want to be sheltered by Murong family? If not... you should explain it as soon as possible, otherwise you will endless troubles."

Fu Zhiwen knows that his master has been repaired by the sky, and he is unfathomable. Sometimes he does not know much about the rules of the Tibetan immortal continent.

Xiao Hua listened to a bitter smile: "Do you think that the teacher wants to rely on the Murong family? Is it necessary for the teacher to rely on the Murong family?"

"That is." Fu Zhiwen nodded. "But Master, if you don't have this plan, you should explain it to Yunrong from the cloud as early as possible. Otherwise, if the Murong family misunderstands, Master will be difficult to do at the time. Xiangong is the master of Confucianism. Maybe not Master will be seen in the eyes, but Murong family can not, if they are angry, they will definitely stare at Master, do not say that Master is not good to continue to practice, that is, I will also leak things that will make the door. At that time... Destruction!"

"Hey. You thought it was a teacher's willingness!" Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. "This Murong family suddenly appeared. Murong will also recognize the teacher's Tianma from the cloud. Who knows what she thinks, she has to pull for the teacher. Especially the Murong River, when he meets, he will test it. He is the great master of Yuanli's seven products. He will step into the sacred sect in half a step, and since he is going to join the division, he has to make such high-ranking people. I know... He actually wants to follow the Murong as a teacher and turn the Murong family from the cloud. This kind of confession is so arrogant that the teacher does not dare to marry the face of others!"

"It seems that I can only take one step at a time!" Fu Zhiwen certainly knows Xiaohua’s embarrassment and laughs. "Maybe, Murong Shishu has a good impression on Master..."

"Cut~ Can you believe this when you say it?" Xiao Hua sneered. "You must consider the family of a little Fu family for Fu, and Murong takes her own marriage from the marriage of Yun?"

"Oh, that's true!" Fu Zhiwen's hippie smiled. "It's better to run away! The left and right masters have already offended the Xiangong, and they are not afraid to offend the Murong family. Since then, they have left the Tibetan-Chinese mainland."

"Hey..." Xiao Hua didn't play well on Fu Zhiwen's head and smiled. "Why don't you pull away and run away?"

"You don't want to be a child! You can't be so attracted to the butterfly's ability. If you see one side, you can make people remember..." Fu Zhiwen's answer is a serious question, but what is a serious word in the voice!

Xiao Hua didn't have a good air: "Where is there such a skinless apprentice talking to Master? Do you still want to cultivate?"

"Yes, yes, the disciple is wrong!" Fu Zhiwen hurriedly pulled his face.

"Hey, you still know what is wrong?" Xiao Hua is even less angry. Coldly screaming, "Do you think Murong is a good thing to call from the cloud as a teacher? How do you think this is a bit weird?"

"Yes, yes, the disciples think so too!" Fu Zhiwen certainly did not see the change of Murong from the cloud face, he was only perfunctory.

"No. How can the teacher get rid of it? Or take the initiative to attack!" Xiao Hua took the opportunity to stand up from the seat. "When you go out for the teacher, do you go with the teacher? Or return to Kunlun mirror to practice?"

"The disciple is of course willing to return to Kunlun mirror to practice!" Fu Zhiwen accompanied the laughter. "The disciples' cultivation at this time is higher than that of Liu Yi and others. But these young teachers are all very perverted, and they are soaring in a few days. The disciples also want to hurry up."

Xiao Hua knows that these disciples are all gifted. I don’t think that Tian Tian is better than Fu Zhiwen. It’s that Chang Yuan and You Zhongquan’s repairs are not too bad for Fu Zhiwen. Liu Yi, Wang Yifei and Yuan Ya are certainly not more than Fu Wen. The potential of these three people is endless. Nowadays, it is like a sleepy dragon into the sea. It is a thousand miles away. As long as Fu Zhiwen is lazy, it will take less than a hundred years. The three people really want to surpass Fu Zhiwen.

"But, go back and practice!" Xiao Hua smiled. "It's really dangerous here, wait for the teacher to go out and call you out."

Sending Fu Zhiwen back to the space, Xiao Hua walked out of the pavilion and called the Chu family disciple to ask, knowing that walking within the prohibition did not hinder, and this slowly flew toward the blood of the gods.

After flying for a while, Xiao Hua stopped in the air, because the closer he was to the blood of the gods, the more powerful the oppressive mind, the feeling of attracting Xiao Hua was gradually weakened, but it was the blood of the sea. This imposing manner seems to be infinite, and the feeling of being an ant is born involuntarily.

"What is this **** sea?" Looking at the **** lines like the engravings, all the time, I know that the stormy waves in the **** sea are far from what I thought before. Xiaohua didn't think about it. "If it is a **** sea, There is no kind of genius, if it is the devil's thing, there is no smell of the devil world, but there is some black inflammation inside, it looks very similar. But whether it is the glory or the magic, Xiaomou should be able to detect it! After listening to the Chu disciples, the blood of the gods before the moon was changed because of the ghosts of the night. If there is no relationship with the spirit of the Nether, who would believe??"

Thinking, Xiao Hua urged his body to follow the edge of the blood of the gods, and then flew forward. Within the enchantment of the Chu family, there are many pavilions, but the blood of the gods is very heavy. There are not many monks who are active in the enchantment. Even if some Confucianism and Xiao Hua came out to explore, these people can see Xiao Hua, and they all avoid it, and they are not willing to face Xiao Hua.

After flying for a while, I saw that there was nothing special. The enchantment of the gods and bloods was very firm and there was no flaw. Xiaohua was ready to return, but at this time, on a cliff, the bulge Where, Xiao Hua saw a person who was not familiar with sitting there, staring straight at the blood of the gods in front of him, not knowing what to think.

Isn't this person Chu Yang, the former deacon of Xiao Hua?

Xiao Hua looked at the left, and there were no Chu disciples. Even there were no pavilions in the surrounding area. Xiao Hua followed the eyes of Chu Yang and stared at the blood of the gods. He did not see any clues. After thinking about it, Xiao Hua flew up the cliff and stood near, arching his hand: "Chu Xianyou, Xiao Mou is polite!"

I know, Chu Yang seems to have not heard, only watching blood Zee does not answer.

Xiao Hua is also strange, simply standing there, looking at the blood. The blood waves in the blood are still the same as before, flying freely, arbitrarily swinging, no rules, no orientation, and the black inflammation that comes out of the sudden does not have any fixed trajectory, and suddenly grows with the blood waves rolling for a moment. It was shot by the blood waves, and one followed by one seems to be endless.

I am afraid that there will be half an hour, Chu Yang suddenly said: "Do you say that this **** wave is happy?"

"What?" Xiao Hua stunned, almost doubting his own ears, and asked to blurt out.

"This black swell is obviously different from the blood wave. Why did you give birth to it, and it is with this blood wave, but it is a matter of interest, this wave is extinguished! You say... this short moment What does it map?"

Xiao Hua touched his nose and asked very strangely: "Xiao is not a **** wave, not a black gas. I am afraid that it is not good to speculate on what they think. If you want to know... you can go in and ask!" ”

"Well, what you said is extremely speculation outside. In the end, it is speculation, it is not the truth! The most important thing is to ask yourself." Chu Yang is almost self-talking.

Xiao Hua looked at this very strange person and smiled and said: "Xiao Mou does not delay the enlightenment of the fairy friend, and he will leave."

But at this time, Chu Yang was very abrupt and asked: "So... what do you say people are alive for?"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua stunned and stood there for a moment. This sentence is like a lightning strike.

"Yeah, people are alive...what is it for?" Xiaohua whispered himself, but his heart was like a river. From time to time, there will be some weird pictures appearing in his mind, just like Xiaohua himself thought before. This problem, or these pictures are some memories of Xiao Hua.

Of course, at this time, Xiaohua Yuanshen is very enlightened. He not only understands the heavens, but also understands the cause and effect. He not only cultivates the Taoist method, but also reads the scriptures. The chest contains both the arrogance and the blood, and the blood is also enchanted. Although it is full of philosophies, it can be difficult to live with simple questions, but he still takes a deep breath and said to the Chu disciple who is already eye-catching. "Why are some people living alive, maybe Xiaomou does not know. But Xiaomou is alive for what, Xiao knows clearly."

"Oh?" Chuyang's rare turning eyes, looking at Xiaohua, the flashing and doubts in the gaze are still "What are you living for?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster !

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