Legend of the Cultivation God

At the beginning, Xiao Hua and the land under the Wenqu, there was no trace of humanity, but the mountains were undulating, the trees were continuous, and there was still some anger. But the closer to the light gray range, not only the mountains are not seen, but the hills are also increasingly low, not seen, not to mention the woods! The whole earth began to have some uneven undulations, which were either dense or sparse. From the heights, the whole earth turned out to be like a sieve.

The figure of the two people gradually faded into light gray, but the space between the two people is not particularly different, except that the space has more debris, bursting from the surface of the two human bodies from time to time! If the ordinary monk is naturally not good enough to resist, perhaps it will not be injured, but how can it be motivated to resist! If Xiao Hua and Wen Qu are only missing, they will still let go of God and look around.

"Oh..." The wind was still sobbing, like a woman's low cry, Xiao Hua didn't feel anything, but the wrinkle of Wenqu suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Although Xiao Hua hopes that the literary genres and other avatars have their own emotions, they are afraid that their emotions will go astray. Seeing the literary essays is a sudden and somewhat sensation, and they feel that they are tight and whisper. Road.

Wenqu licked his chest and showed pain in his face. He replied: "Xiao Xianyou, have you heard this first word? The old fragrant powder seems to be the original, and people are not as good as hate. There are still several books in the spring, and the autumn book is more Shu. The phoenix is ​​cold, the pillow is solitary. The intestines serve the wine. The dreams are also illusory, is it a dream?"

Xiao Hua was speechless, but he nodded very carefully: "Is the fairy friend forgotten? The book you read... isn’t it the poor road? And the poor road still remembers, looking for it, cold and clear When the warmth is still cold, it is the most difficult to breathe. Three cups of two light wine, how to enem him, late to the wind? Yan is also, is sad, but it is old acquaintance. Derogatory, who is now picking up? Keeping the window. How can you get black alone? Indus is more drizzle, to the dusk, bit by bit. This time, how can you say a word!"

"Not bad!" Wenqu sighed and nodded. "This is also my favorite word! I used to be embarrassed. I remembered every word in it, but I never understood the feelings inside. But... I saw this in the future, I It seems to wake up from ignorance, feel a heartache... split your heart and lungs!!"

"Grandma's!" Xiao Hua was a little angry. Low shouted, "I said how the Chen Xiandi gave you a good release of the fairy palace. Could it be that this flaw is seen, what has been done in this dynasty?"

"Maybe..." The literary text shook his head slightly, and his eyes were confused and whispered.

There are some contradictions in Xiao Hua’s heart. He is bent on saving new things, but he is afraid of the deadly things that Wenqu encounters here. After all, he feels distressed at this time, he is not without special feelings! It can be said that it is the feeling of the song. This is not for the sake of Xiao Hua! It is like a kite in the air. At this time, someone wants to cut the line in Xiao Hua’s hand, and let the kite fly in the air. Xiao Hua expects this ending, but... he does not like the feeling of not controlling.

“Would you like...” Xiao Hua tried to find out, “Is the poor road sent back to the Shenhua mainland?”

Wenqu bites his lips. Where else do you want to be the owner of the Wenqu Palace in the former Megatron Palace? He thought for a moment, looked at Xiao Hua, said: "Xianyou. I am from the fairy friends, you and I are the same root! Now I am confused, do not know where to go, or you take the idea?"

Xiao Hua took out the Kunlun mirror. However, just as he shakes the Kunlun mirror, he is also thinking and moving: "Xianyou, can you remember the choice of Buddha Bodhi when you were in the mainland?"

"Nature!" The song nodded slightly. The faint light in the eyes is like a flash of light, as if thinking of something.

Xiao Hua also seems to have a decision. Kunlun mirror did not release the light column. Instead, he asked: "The human being is a human being, it is necessary to have pain! The first appearance of the fetus, the pregnant mother's pregnancy in October, and the pain of childbirth. Red dust Thousands of species, many are also disasters and pains. Xianyou is now a Wenxing, more than most people, even more fortunate than the poor, but as a person, not only to be rational, physical, refined Still have to have emotions, this emotion... If it is a poor road, then the fairy friend is not a literary song, but Xiao Hua! Now I am afraid that it is time for the fairy friend to be truly human. Some pain... is normal! These pains, how do the fairy friends reborn?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua is very solemn: "So... this decision is still handed over to Xianyou!"

"Well, I understand!" The literary hand rubbed his chest and nodded. "I may not have the Huigen of Buddha Bodhi, but I have the genius of the verse, and I must face the test of this world! Go..."

After that, the literary music spurred the figure and went in the direction of the rushing direction!

Seeing the back of the essay, Xiao Hua was very pleased. He took the Kunlun mirror and took it away. He also chased it up. He understood that today is of course important to himself, but more important to the literary music.

It has been flying for more than a hundred miles. The space of light gray color gradually has a brilliance. However, this glory is a kind of darkness, falling in the light gray space, it seems very decadent, a time The feeling of evanescent is involuntarily born from Xiao Hua’s heart! Looking at the earth again, more deep pits appear, and the darkness of the light falls in it, like a dark, eyeless eye, showing a powerless look!

"Oh?" Xiaohua's eyes turned around and looked around, and at this time he was blinded again, looking up to the distance, because in his mind, there was a cliff outside of Wanli! And his gods are blocked by the cliffs! Needless to say, it must be the end of the world.

Since Xiao Hua discovered the dynasty, can you know the Wenqu? However, his reaction with Xiao Hua is different, still looking to the front, and ignores the surrounding.

After discovering the dynasty, the space began to change. The large pieces of space smashed and began to break. Xiao Hua’s thoughts were everywhere. The whole space was like a honeycomb. The heavens and the earth and the awe-inspiring gas were even thinner. The air was blowing in the space of this honeycomb. Movement, there is a strange sound, this sound is straight through the soul, as strong as Xiao Hua and Wenqu are somewhat unsuitable.

"It's no wonder that the public lost Yi Xin is very interested in the legend of the water-like sword, but he dare not come here! Most of the female practitioners in the Tibetan continent are afraid of having no strength to come to the end of the world!" Xiao Hua secretly thought, " Gou Chen Xiandi... It really is a deep heart, no one would have thought that he would put a new imprisonment in prison here!"

Seeing the distance, I have already revealed a cliff full of thousands of feet. This cliff is very abrupt above the pitted earth. Xiaohua sees the sound of the tsunami like a mountain and a tsunami on the cliff. Then I saw a heavy light curtain covering the cliffs. Outside the cliffs, Xiao Hua’s thoughts did not pass through, just like the bright light of the dawn!

"Chao Zhiya!!" Xiao Hua smiled and said, "Sure enough, it is the dynasty in the cliff! Xiaomou understands!"

"Not bad!" Wenqu also realized, nodded, "The cliff is dark and dark, which makes people feel heavy, and the side of the cliff is a fresh morning light. It is the place of hope! In fact!"

Unfortunately, the mystery of heaven and earth can actually be speculated by the Terran? Not waiting for the two three continents to the high monk to finish the words, the morning light actually crossed the cliff like a sunrise, usually on the side of the cliff, the morning light quickly covered the space that Xiao Hua came, the previous light gray color turned into a blue ! An unspeakable joy arises from the heart of Xiao Hua and Wen Qu!

Xiao Hua was a bit stunned, because the passing of the morning light, the side of the cliff... is covered by the light gray color!

"Chao Zhiya? Towards the end of the world!" Xiao Hua whispered, "Is it wrong..."

"It should be good!" Wenqu sighed, "Confucianism has a word," the recent book comes, chilling, suffering no words. Then recognize, listen to people, be prepared to lighten the foreword. See Lantai Song Jade, versatile and good words, try and ask, dynasty dynasty. Where to go to the cloud. ', the dynasty is a long-term dynasty, the dynasty is also fickle, more clouds than the clouds! If no accident This cliff... There are two, one is the cliff, the other is the cliff, the morning light and the twilight change between the two cliffs from time to time?"

"No!" Xiao Hua was a little dumbfounded, urging his body to rush to the distant cliffs, and waiting for him to stand on the cliff, an unbelievable feeling came out of nowhere.

Sure enough, just a thousand miles away, there is also a towering cliff with the cliffs at the foot of Xiaohua, and on the cliff, there is also a tall monk looking at Xiaohua.

Very surprised, although the two cliffs are thousands of miles away, but Xiao Hua looked at the person, it seems to be in front of his own eyes. Even the surprise in the eyes of the person is clearly seen! However, Xiao Hua just looked at the man and looked down at the cliff! More unexpectedly, Xiaohua’s surprise is that the cliff is not a pitted land, but a sea of ​​clouds, above the clouds, a thousand layers of clouds, and a colorful cloud, which is different from the light gray and blue of the dynasty. ! However, after Xiaohua’s thoughts were swept away, he was lost again!

Because, as strong as Xiaohua's gods fall into the sea of ​​clouds, and can't see the end of the sea of ​​clouds, it is like this sea of ​​clouds is innocent.

"Xiao Hua Xiao Lei Shi? Master of Wenqu Palace??" The man who was thousands of miles away asked, the voice was small, but Xiao Hua could hear it clearly.

Xiao Hua looked up and looked at the man. He said, "Yes! It’s Xiaomou. I don’t know who Xianyou is from the Nangong family?"

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