Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh, no!" Xiao Hua is also a mysterious smile, saying, "Sometimes it is not a panacea!"

"There can be no repairs and it is impossible!" Fu Zhiwen replied, "If Master is not living out of the blood of the gods, how can he have the chance to meet these sacred sacred? But then again, Master, the demon What happened in the **** blood? Actually caused a lot of Wensheng attention here?"

"These people...are not afraid of not only the sacred sacred!" Hearing Fu Zhiwen talking about Wen Sheng, Xiao Hua immediately thought of the cornerstone of Duanmu, but he could not confirm the cultivation of these Confucianism, only doubting for a moment, then he would The truth of the known blood of the gods and the blood of the gods said, and finally said, "There are twelve gods under the blood of the gods, but it is the **** of the devil, but now Those Confucian and his family, including the Chu family, get it, and they don’t know which family is the teacher. If the gods are gone, the blood of the gods will certainly not exist!"

"If it is... After a few years, the Chu family will come back to the blood of the gods. Waiting to see the territory within the territory of Wanli is a good field. Master, what do you think of the look of the face of the Chu family? The master of the family or Murong knows from the predecessors of the cloud that this is Master's handwriting. How will they think about it?” Fu Zhiwen asked with interest.

"How do you see others as a teacher? It’s really nothing to do with the teacher!" Xiao Hua replied with a deep meaning, "What you want to do for the teacher...just what you want to do."

"Yes, Master, disciple understand!" Fu Zhiwen was in a tight heart and hurriedly replied, "If the disciple has the realm of Master, the disciple's Tianshu can be banned!"

"Early and late!" Xiao Hua looked at the sunset in the distance. "The blood has seeds, the land of fish and rice will not be far away; there is faith in the heart. Hope will not be far."

Under the dusk of the night, Tianma Guanghua overflowed, dragging the speeding car and swaying forward. In this boundless night is really like the faint hope of people's hearts, although it is rare and always there is always. And Xiao Hua did not expect. That would allow all the stars to be planted in a side-by-side manner. It will take a long time to attract hundreds of millions of people. There are people who have homes, and families have countries. Under the support of the people, a empire is formed faintly. Although the Daomen Empire will not have a national teacher, there will not even be a monarch. But it is also a name that everyone respects... Xiao Guo! ! !

The scorching sun is like a big fireball hanging straight in the sky, there is no cloud, and the whole world is a glaring sun. In this sunshine, but see a group of soft white brilliance flashing in the air, it is Tianma waving light feathers dragging the speeding car parked there, but the brilliance of Tianma is weak in the sun, ordinary people will not note. At this time, Xiao Hua was standing on the speeding car, and his eyes could not see anything looking straight at the ground. The gaze was like a sunny day, and a town on the ground was slowly seen again.

Fu Zhiwen still stood behind Tianma, and looked at the town under the speeding car to look at Xiaohua's look. After Xiaohua closed her eyes slightly, the temptation asked: "Master, this Luzhen... Is it the Master to find?"

Xiao Hua shook her head slightly: "No."

"Yeah. This is the twelfth!" Fu Zhiwen heard it, it was very stimulating to push Tianma, and said in the mouth, "From the view of the jade of the Star House, there are 177 Lu Towns in Zhangzhou. From the blood of the gods to the North Sea, the way can pass through 36 or more, but now it is just the twelfth, Master is in a hurry. As long as this Luzhen is on the Tibetan continent, we can find it sooner or later."

"Oh..." Hearing the words of Fu Zhiwen. Xiao Hua’s heart is bitter, and he naturally hopes that the town he is looking for is in the Tibetan continent. Even he hopes that this Luzhen is in Zhangzhou! Looking up at the distance, Xiao Hua said, "How far is the next Luzhen from here?"

"Master, there are two Luzhen towns closest to here. These two are not on our route. There are more than 3,000 miles in one distance, and there are more than 4,000 miles in one. If Master is in a hurry, he can only go to one. Place!" Fu Zhiwen replied with confidence in his chest. "And Master, disciple thinks... You can actually use God to look at it, and you don't have to fly closer to find it."

Xiao Hua ignored the advice of Fu Zhiwen and said: "Look for the nearest one to our route!"

"Yes, Master!" Although Fu Zhiwen did not dare to ask more questions, he looked at Xiaohua’s cautious attitude in looking for Luzhen. He knew that Luzhen was very important to Xiaohua. He should only control Tianma to fly to the nearest Lu. town.

It was a half-flying, and Fu Zhiwen seemed to think of something. He hurriedly took out the jade from his arms. He took a closer look and immediately took out another pink jade and looked at it. Then he looked up and smiled at Xiao Hua. "Master, do you still remember the broken heart mountain that the predecessors of the Stars and the Gusu Qiuqiu seniors have been to?"

Xiao Hua was a little absent-minded and replied casually: "Well, of course remember."

"The Master should know that sentence too?"

"Which sentence?" Xiao Hua took his thoughts back from Luzhen and took a look at Fu Zhiwen.

"The original Master didn't know!" Fu Zhiwen smiled. "There is a heart on the mountain, and the heartbreaker is broken! This is a widely spread story of Confucianism!"

When I heard this sentence, Xiao Hua felt a slight pain in his heart. It was natural to think of the bitter look of Jing Jingzi.

Xiao Hua has always been worried about Xue Xue’s death. He not only doubts the feelings of Hongxia Fairy and his own feelings, but also rejects the feelings of Jing Xianzi and Xinxin, which are resolute. Forgetting the feelings may be that Xiaohua’s feelings are not particularly deep on the day, but after years of precipitation, Xiao Hua is able to perceive the heavy love from the time!

"How? Is there any beautiful legend about this broken heart mountain and the casting mountain?" Xiaohua said with a stiff smile on his face. "Is it the same as the top ten?"

"Of course!" Fu Zhiwen laughed. "The most indispensable part of Confucianism is the literary and cultural writings. Even if nothing happened to the Confucian scholars, it became a story of inconsistency."

"Oh? And talk about it!" Xiao Hua asked with interest.

"In the early years, there was a cow cow under the dragon jade mountain. This has no name, so it is called a cowherd. This cowherd has no father and no mother since childhood, and is lonely and bitter. By giving the landlord a cow to live for a living. One day he put the cow back and found that there was a cow missing, so he hurriedly went out to look for it in the sky, but strangely, he could not find himself in the place where the cow was placed. The cow looked. The sky was dark and the moon rose. He was really tired. He sat on a stone and cried. He cried and cried. He vaguely heard the sound of cows in the distance, so he refused to care. Cried, hurriedly looking for the sound of the cow. As a result, he saw the lost cow between a completely strange mountain. To his surprise, the cow’s mouth was carrying a colorful dress. Lang is a loyal and honest person. Of course, he can't take the clothes of others. He follows the footprints of the cows. The result is that a group of women are bathing in the hot springs between the mountains..."

"It’s stunned again!" Xiao Hua laughed and laughed. "Since the cow mouth is carrying clothes, how can it be called?"

"Master, do you always listen to your disciples and say no?" Fu Zhiwen couldn't help but laugh. "The disciples of that year..."

Having said that, Fu Zhiwen hurriedly shut up and stopped talking.

"Ha ha..." Xiao Hua laughed. "Let's say, don't tell the teacher."

"Okay~" Fu Zhiwen’s face continued to tell the story. “After the woman took a bath, she flew for nine days. Only a woman could not fly because she had no clothes. The cowherd took the opportunity to come out from behind the tree and asked the woman to follow him. After getting married, I will return the clothes to the woman. The woman can't just get away from the cowherd. Although the woman didn't want to start, she later lived with the cowherd, and fell in love with the cowherd. For a long time, the Cowherd knew that his own lady was actually the sister of the Xiangong Emperor. When she sneaked out of the fairy palace to play, she was hit by the cowherd. Later, the mysterious woman missed the relatives of the fairy palace. The Cowherd returned the celestial clothes to the mysterious woman. The mysterious woman wore a fairy attire and returned after a year with the Cowherd. However, the Cowherd waited for three years at home and did not see the shadow of the mysterious girl. Niangzi, but he can't fly, and one day the lost cow opened up. Just peel off the cow's skin and take the cowhide to go to the fairy palace. So the cowherd really peeled the cowhide into the fairy palace. It was discovered that the fairy cow Niu Lang discovered that it was not a mysterious woman who wanted him. But the heart-stricken Xiandi suspected that his sister had found a cowherd and imprisoned the mysterious woman in the fairy palace. So, the cowherd broke into the fairy palace and saved the mysterious woman, but when they fled, Xiandi was angry and turned the cowboy into a mountain, and the mysterious woman refused to return to the fairy palace. She also turned into a mountain to accompany the mountain and fell down from the sky with the cowherd. So, the two mountains became the broken heart mountain. And the tears of the mysterious girl have become a water forgotten!"

"Sitting on the cowhide? Grandma's, isn't this the legendary blowing cow?" Xiao Hua smiled, his eyes bent, and asked: "Which mountain is it? Is it another of the emperor?" The sister is in the world... a love story of a butcher?"

"Ah? How did Master know? Have you never heard of it?" Fu Zhiwen asked in an awkward manner.

"Oh... I have never heard of it for the teacher!" Xiao Hua snorted and said, "But the sorcerer of the Confucian family is known as a teacher! This story is not to be used to arrange the fairy emperor." What? Confucianism emphasizes three from four virtues, and asks for courtesy and shame. The woman sells herself for not returning to the fairy palace, and is with the cowherd! Where is the face? And after living together, I am still following the cowherd, what is this cowherd? People? The most embarrassing figure in the secular world of Tibetan immortals, the sister of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty broke out with the Xiangong for this vulgar figure. Isn’t this the Emperor’s Emperor’s no etiquette, not worthy of the imperial palace? This kind of story, the nature of the mountain is almost the same! Of course, another sister of the Emperor, a love story with another humble person!" (To be continued)