Legend of the Cultivation God

Needless to say, Xiao Hua’s exercises are naturally modified during the years of the demon sacred rituals, and after the revision of the Yuan Ying martial arts, Xiao Hua also thought of the Tianmeng monks who practiced the Yuanshen. He got the practice of Yuanshen cultivation in the upper bounds, and even realized it in his spare time. Therefore, although it is somewhat difficult to modify the Yuanshen exercises than to modify the Yuan Ying exercises, Xiao Hua has also changed to the realm of virtual reality in these years. In the early days, only the final refining and the realm of the road did not consider perfection, and did not proceed to modify! At this time, Xiao Hua saw a group of monks who modified the gods as pitifully looked at themselves as they did, but they did not know.

"***, how does this spirit bet with Hong Qing a virtue..." Xiao Hua knew that this bull is a masterpiece, but he also really likes these beasts and these near-rogue and close-knit monks. He secretly snorted and took out a jade slip and threw it to Hong Qingdao. "Is it still not fast?"

"Yes, yes, the younger generation thanked the predecessors!" Hong Qing took over the jade Jane, and even looked at it, and turned around and walked away, even a piece of the next spar never left!

"Predecessors..." Seeing Hong Qing’s cheaper, a monk who repaired the Yuanshen hurriedly called, "The younger generation needs to rehabilitate the practice of God..."

"Fifty best spar!" Xiao Hua unceremoniously offered the price, "Don't be too much, this practice of practicing the Yuanshen is too difficult to modify!"

"Yes, yes, the younger generation can't ask for it, how dare to dislike it?" Where the monk dared to say more, hurriedly put the spar on it, Xiao Hua's big sleeves took the spar in one volume, and then threw it to the monk. . This monk is not like Hong Qing, but he took the jade and carefully looked at it. It was just a matter of interest. The monk’s face suddenly changed greatly. He looked around and hurriedly collected the jade. It turned into a breeze.

This time, no more hesitant monks, they are called: "Predecessors, younger generations also..."

Xiao Hua shouted: "There is a need for refining, returning to God, refining the gods, and imagining the four types of exercises. It is divided into four groups. Each of the higher ones has more than 20 best spars. Each group receives a monk and receives it. Old man!"

Not waiting for Xiao Hua’s voice to land, there are four monks who have different realms in the realm: “You are friends, fast...”

As a result, the monks who practiced the Yuanshen immediately smelled the flies, and gathered toward the four monks, each taking out the spar! Describe these monks as if they were flies, it is naturally awkward, but they are so eager to look at their eagerness! The reason why they are so anxious is naturally to get the exercises earlier, leave Wuhu City earlier, and get out of the sphere of influence of Wuhu City earlier!

Because they are afraid of the master of Bihu City, the master of Bihu!

Even they all know how the value of these exercises is for Tianmeng. How could Bihu people not know? Xiao Hua may not be afraid of people on Bihu, but they are afraid of any dissatisfaction in the hearts of Bihu, they may die without a place of burial!

That is, when everyone in the Changlin Pavilion rushed to practice the martial arts, the illusionary operator had passed the transmission line of Wuhu City and got the ninth floor, waiting for him to show his own tokens to a hall that floats like a rock in the blue water. His nose was almost discouraged! Because some of the disciples of the Penghu City who had escaped from the Changlin Pavilion were in front of the main hall, there was no notice of Bihu.

"Damn!" The illusionist stepped on the waves and yelled at the head. "Are you waiting to escape? Why don't you die in the Changlin Pavilion? Let you inform the city owner, how come you haven't seen the city owner yet..."

After waiting for the illusion operator to finish, the disciples cried and said: "Adults, not disciples do not inform, but the master of the city completely closed the lake hall, I can't wait!"

"Damn, if that's the case, why not..." The illusionary man is angry and wants to drink, but he swears for a while and shuts up. Since the Bihu people closed the lake, the temple is not near the lake. Guards, naturally, there are extremely important VIPs to visit, but it is said that these disciples can't report, fearing that they can't even report themselves?

At the thought of this, the sweat of the illusionist is involuntarily falling!

So, the illusionist bite his teeth and fly on the steps, but he can't wait for him to get close to him with a cold, feminine force, no matter how strong he is, he can't get close to half a point!

The illusionist waved his hand and took out a shuttle from his arms. He put a mouth and a piece of blood into the shuttle, and then the law fluttered, and the shape of the shuttle flew into the heart of the lake!

The disciple next to "Adult..." whispered, "This is an emergency communication device given by the city's adults. If you have no choice but to push it, how can adults use it now? Don't be afraid of the lord of the city?"

"Hey, the lord of the city blames the blame, I have to bear it!" The illusionist smiled bitterly. "You don't even understand what this Zhang Xiaohua Zhang predecessor said to the ally, what it means to Tianmeng! If I have seen it before I don’t dare to be so rash at the message from the League!"

"This... so serious!" Several disciples were stunned. They didn't know much about them. In their eyes, there are not many people in the world who are better than Bihu.

The illusion operator ignores the surprise of a few people and still talks about it. It seems to want to alleviate the pressure: "If at this time I don't send a communication device, when the city masters come out, Zhang's predecessors are gone, and the city owner blames it. I can't afford anyone, and it's better to risk being disciplined by the city's adults. Let's talk about it first..."

As I said, the "brush..." sounded softly, and a stream of water was rolled up on the rock. The water flowed from the steps and left behind the illusionary operator and the disciples!

The illusionist did not greet the disciples at all, and jumped into the water, and a splash of water rushed into the lake. The remaining disciples looked at each other, their eyes were removed from the water, and the water was dry for a while.

The illusionary operator passed through the feminine ban, but when the water ripples, it has reached a large hall. This hall is different from the ordinary hall. It looks like a beautiful island. The ground of the hall is clearly a sea of ​​blue waves. Looking up, there are thousands of rattans on the lush island. Xiaolong, if the pythons are intertwined over the island, they form a rattan pavilion that looks very primitive. The various green leaves on the rattan swayed in the salty and humid sea breeze, and the sound of the waves and the swaying of the vine leaves were introduced into the ears of the illusionist.

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