Legend of the Cultivation God

"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, and his heart secretly groaned. "Grandma's, at this time, I have to study Xiao's cultivation. It seems that this Ming Palace is not only a preservation of Lanci's projection of the gods, but also Is to study the strength of Xiaomou!"

Immediately, Xiao Hua was forced by the mana, and a heavy Thunder seemed like a torrent of thousands of miles, rushing toward the projection of the Yuanshen! "Booming ......" Although it is more than ruined, the torrent of the Thunder will still hit a passage of several feet, leading directly to the center of the Palace of the Ming Palace! Xiao Hua's figure flashed, and under the weight of this breath, it was teleported to a large piece of bluestone in the center!

After Xiaohua’s body shape was just revealed on the bluestone, I saw the bluestone “bomb...” bursting, and tens of thousands of gravel covered Xiaohua’s figure, which was also a kind of gravel. The seal of the law, the magic of Xiao Hua's body and so on are all imprisoned. ±

"Not good!" Xiao Hua was shocked, and his heart gave birth to a bad feeling. However, Xiao Hua’s gaze fell, and the look of Mo’s pity was also amazed. Obviously, he did not know that there was such a change in the bluestone in the central part of the Ming Palace. .

Sure enough, the Bluestone Fantasy has just been born, and the Yuanshen projection is a smile: "Xiao Zhenren is really a believer. Please wait a moment, the poor road must use the hands of the head of the faction to mobilize the Ming Dynasty palace to give the real person a top, so no Do not measure the mana of the real person first!"

Between the talks, the projection of the gods was a few words in the face of Mo, but seeing the face of Mo’s pity, the face was suddenly stunned, and then the hands slowly squatted, and there was a real-like element at the top of the head. God, as the gods fluctuated like water, the projection of the gods of Lancichen began to vibrate, and the fluctuations of the two gods were close, and the projection of the gods of Lancichen became a twist. Light and shadow fell into the **** of mercy. The face of the **** of mercy, which began to change, began to change, and finally became a beautiful woman!

The woman looked at Xiao Hua, grinned, slender ten fingers, the inexplicable fluctuations born from her hands, and did not see any law. "Oh..." A roar of sound rang from the Ming Palace, all the stars on the ruins of Xiao Hua, which were previously seen by Xiao Hua, gave off a faint moon and moon force, flying from all over the hall, slowly After Xiao Hua’s head gathers, all the pieces disappear after the count, and an elliptical sphere appears in the air. The sphere is full of stars, and the stars are strange lights!

"From..." As the woman swayed the law again. The entire Temple of the Ming Dynasty began to turn around in a whirlwind. The heavy wild record rushed out from the walls of the palace, turning into a shadow and falling into the middle of the elliptical sphere. As the light and shadow fell, the sphere seemed to be heavy, slowly. Falling down, waiting for the glory of the hall, all the ruins are falling into the sphere. The sphere has fallen on the top door of Xiao Hua!

This sphere is so heavy that Xiao Hua’s figure is somewhat distorted. Xiao Hua’s face was a bit whitish. He can really feel the power contained in this sphere. He almost wants to sneak in Lanci morning. This is where to give himself a top, this is to kill his own rhythm!

"Boom..." With Lanci's mouth hanging a smile, Xiao Hua only felt a pain in his door, his eyes were black. The infinite flood maps were born in the past in the past, but this catalogue is different from the previous ones. Each map of the wilderness corresponds to a fragment of the star field, which is combined into a law or a spell. In the mind of Xiao Hua, there is an inexplicable realm. The laws and exercises that are difficult to understand are also born in Xiao Hua’s heart. Xiao Hua endured severe pain, insisted on sticking his teeth, and remembered all the secrets of the exercises! In the eyes of Mo Pity and others, Xiao Hua’s figure has been broken, and each piece seems to correspond to a broken catalogue, which is flashing mysterious Guanghua.

I don’t know how long it took, Xiao Hua suddenly had a light mind, all the visions disappeared, and Xiao Hua’s imprisonment disappeared. Xiao Hua’s figure was light, and then almost collapsed on the ground. !

"Grandma's..." Xiao Mou said, "This Lanci morning is a madman! Xiaomou is already a Mahayana monk, and he can't accept this kung fu secret. Who knows what she has inadvertently got! Let Xiaomou practice how to cultivate? Even if Xiaomou cultivated, what kind of realm can he cultivate? How can Xiaomou use it?"

However, when Xiao Hua looked up and looked again, Lanci Chen’s Yuanshen projection had already emerged from the unrespected Yuanshen, and it had long since turned into an extremely bleak outline, and then looked at the entire Ming Palace, the same Guanghuaquan. No, but where the previous records of the wilderness and the fragments of the stars are blank, only the prohibition of the walls of the palace itself is still there.

"Xiao Zhenren..." Lan Cichen’s voice was very faint. "The only thing the poor road can do is to hope that the real person can be satisfied. You can pass me on the fragrant seedlings..."

Lan Cichen’s words have not been finished yet. The whole Yuanshen projection is turned into a broken firefly, slowly falling in the air, and even within the hall, there are countless powders floating in the same place. , the entire hall is filled!

Xiao Hua raised his hand and wanted to use his mana to sweep away the powder. He could raise his hand. An unspeakable feeling came from his heart. Two unknown poems appeared in his mind: When the dead silk is done, the wax torch begins to dry with tears, no matter how arrogant and rude it is, but her kindness to the disciples of the later generations is unparalleled. As a predecessor of the Taoism, he has long surpassed the martial arts ninefold. In order to survive in the rest of his life, in the face of Xiaohua’s backwardness, he still manages the rituals of the generations, and he also calls himself “the poor road.” This alone is enough to make you eat soft. Hard Xiaohua heart. This sky is full of scent and aroma, isn’t it the heart of Lanci Chen’s scented scent?

Xiao Hua thought so, Mo pity and other people naturally think about it, they all raised their heads, let the powder fall on their own body, let the powder fall on their own face, head...

Surprisingly, the shattered fireflies of Lancichen’s Yuanshen projections also fell, most of them fell on Xiaohua’s body, and a small part fell into the body of four people, such as Mo Shi, who touched the skin of everyone. Incorporating into the body of the people, a strange feeling is born from the hearts of the people, as if their own mind is solid, and it seems that their own path is solid, and while the projection of the gods falls into, the powder is also integrated into the body of the people, a round The colorful halo of the wheel overflows from the top door of everyone...

There is a half-tea time, and Lanci's Yuanshen projection disappears completely. The powder of the hall is also on the ground of the bluestone, and all the talents wake up.

"The disciple worships the ancestors!" Mo graciously and other people's faces gave birth to ecstasy, all of which were vows. Xiao Hua is somewhat inexplicable, but he also knows that this is the kindness of Lan Cichen, and he is swearing in the air.

Waiting for a moment, Mo pity and others climbed from the ground to see the Ming Dynasty Palace, which has basically become a ruin. Some smiled bitterly: "Xiao Zhenren, the ins and outs of this matter must be understood by the real people. It is not the poor road that was not said before, but The poor roads are not known at all."

Xiao Hua nodded: "Mo Momen please rest assured, since Xiao has already agreed to the old Lan, the Xiao will also be customized, as long as Xiao can escape the market, will definitely pass the Taoist Taoist system, let pass The shackles of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sacred sects of the sacred sacred sacred

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua hesitated and said: "In addition, did the old Lanlan not say it? Her old man was only at the beginning of the robbery, but also decided that Xiaomou’s arrival, but she did not count the robbery. At the end of the day, the sacred religion will not necessarily be in this robbery..."

Although Xiao Hua’s words were not finished, but Mo’s pity also understood Xiao Hua’s meaning. He smiled and said: “I’m waiting for the worst plan. As for life and death, it’s God’s decision! Grandma’s, maybe. When the wild starburst came, the demons of the market were scattered and the crisis of our market was solved without fighting!"

Xiao Hua listened to Mo’s pity for this bitter joy, but his heart was not a taste, but he did not know how to comfort, and simply did not say much.

"Xiao Zhenren, here is abandoned, I will go to Feihong Palace!" Mo pity to look around, suggested.

Xiao Hua shook his head and replied: "No need. Here is the old-fashioned arrangement of the old Lan, and Xiao is still here to handle the things that her elderly people are not at ease!"

"Cheng!" Mo pity is not scornful, and he replied with a sigh. "Elderly... I must have arrived at this time. You have already understood the task that you handed over to you when you were the elders of the day?"

Chang Min, a white-study student, respectfully said: "The priest is guilty, and he apologizes to the head! The day is the next suspect, and all of them are subordinates who do not understand the secret!"

"Hey, Chang Min, you like to take charge of this position!" Mo pity sighs, "From the head of the door to take over the fragrant teaching, every day must be exhausted, then where is the life that the head wants?"

"Cough..." Xiao Hua couldn't help but cough. Looking at the bitter scholar on this face, it's really awkward! Why didn't he catch the ducks on the shelf and have already made the door!

Unfortunately, he regretted misunderstanding Xiao Hua. He thought that Xiao Hua reminded himself that he had to delay the time. He was hurried to Chang Min: "The 30,000 male and female disciples you sent to the forbidden place are now safe?"

“Yes!” Chang Min said. “According to the command of the head, the secretly recruited 15,000 male disciples and 15,000 female disciples from all over the market are all qualified and sent. I passed the forbidden place of the fragrant teaching and taught the basic exercises of this door."

"Good!" Mo pity nodded and looked at the middle-aged monk who turned yellow to the face and asked, "What about the elders of Wu?" (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!