Legend of the Great Saint

On the central axis of Vientiane City, there is a large hall next to the Tianshulou, with a large architectural complex on the mountainside. It is magnificent and magnificent. Tianshulou has a bottom-up Lingyun trend, but this building has a top-down approach.

If the Vientiane is compared to a country, a country of practitioners, Vientiane City is the capital city, and this building is similar to the administrative center of the "Forbidden City" and "Senior Home", which is responsible for handling all matters in the city or in the country. The name is "Real Temple".

As the name suggests, the temple of the true disciple. Vientiane is also jointly ruled by true disciples, and its status can be imagined. All sectarian affairs must be disposed of here, including disputes between true disciples and disciples.

Inside the temple, in the main hall, a female monk is frowning and writing.

She is dressed in a luxurious purple dress, black and black hair, stacking like clouds, setting off the skin like snow, white and tender, is the world's most difficult to find the beautiful woman. However, he looks solemn and prestige, and his temperament is dignified and noble, and he has the style of a queen.

The nine-foot long case in front of her is located in the central axis of Vientiane City and even the true temple.

It is the three-sister "Dian Mengfan" who is in charge of the true biography.

Because no matter who is a master, she is a three-sister, so she is nicknamed "the third master of forever" in private, or dubbed "the oldest three" by other true disciples.

If the "master brother" is the king of a country, take the army and conquer the four parties. Then she is the prime minister of a country, and she has no choice but to handle all the sects.

"Sister. Qingyang real people in Qingyang view want to see you."

A female disciple walked in and whispered. Perhaps the business is too busy. Recently, the three sisters' temper is getting bigger and bigger. It seems to be a personal change. In the past, they were gentle, friendly, and funny. They were very considerate to everyone, but they were not angry. It is not an offensive. And now all the subordinates are cautious when they see her, and the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

"No see!"

Sure enough, Dai Mengfan did not lift his head, and his tone was full of impatience.

All the messages of Qingyangguan in the flashing mind--origin, development, status quo, the name of the lord and the main disciple--all of them are mastered, and immediately come to a conclusion: what **** is true, and three thousand years can not survive five days. Robbery of old waste.

However, under his door, "Lingzizi" and "Miaozhenzi" are worth recruiting, especially the wonderful son, which is said to have risen from a very small world. In just a few decades, it was arrived at the beginning of the foundation. Jin Dan peak.

Because of the thinness and soaring difficulty in the small world, such people's talents, heart and blessings are generally excellent, and they are still a female monk, worthy of attention.

If it is normal, she may call to see it, but now she does not have this mood.

Recently, there have been more and more such people, and they are not willing to join the Vientiane. They think that it is a matter of breaking the Lord and wanting special treatment. Everyone is bothered by her.

However, considering the image of the Vientiane, he added: "Let's go entertain! Euphemistically." Special treatment is impossible. There is no shortage of a disciple in Vientiane, and there is no shortage of so-called geniuses.

"Yes." The female disciple took the lead.

Dai Mengfan's brow is even tighter, his eyes are erratic, his hands are screaming, his attention is as if he is not at all in front of the book, but thinking about something else -

In fact, no matter how complicated the affairs are, it is not difficult for a monk to be treated. Her thoughts can overcome the meditation of the mortal meditation for three days and three nights.

Her real distress, in fact, like the real people of Qingyang, is the coming world.

Her position is higher than that of Qingyang, closer to the "sky", and she can see more things - she has already smelled the **** war of war, and even the rancidity of death.

With her talent cultivation, she always had the opportunity to become a "master sister", but the "Monarch" must preside over the demarcation of the magic domain. It is in order to stay away from the war that she has always been a "prime minister". She wears a dream of being arrogant and expensive, and she is working hard to live for a long time, not to fight with the people.

However

There are things that can be used to make her smart. There is no way to do it. The world is robbed. It’s hard to protect itself, let alone a monk in the district.

Not to mention the moment when the enchanting demon star was born, there was already a true fairy. The average practitioner may not be able to distinguish the difference between the **** and the three thousand worlds, but she can do it.

At that time, she watched the star burst into the bright light, and broke through the sky and landed on the earth. In her arrogant thoughts, everything in memory seemed so slow, it was an inch and an inch.

In the darkness of the dark sky, a red star suddenly shook. Made her a nightmare.

Since then, she has changed. Panic, anxious, and awkward - she is a flash of ignorance, a fool in mortal, meditation for three days and three nights but unreasonable troubles - like a gambler who owes usury, tomorrow the debtor will come to the door, also bring With more than a dozen thugs, she couldn't even get a penny.

The atmosphere of the entire Vientiane has also changed. The return to the sea spirits has closed the Tianshulou, no longer reading any books, no longer seeing anyone.

The true disciples began to work hard to practice, or to collect magic weapons to prepare for the robbery. More and more small and medium-sized Zongmen want to merge into the Vientiane.

The strange thing is that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has fallen into silence on the top of the nine days. The stars seem to have been shocked by the demon star. For a time, I don’t know what to do, or what is the deeper calculation.

Therefore, with the human beings as the boundary, the following practitioners have been disturbing and making a living, just like the ants before the rainstorm is coming, climb as far as possible to the trees. The above-mentioned **** emperor was completely silent, and he refused to drop a will. He explained the red star that appeared in the sky, and he did not know what to do.

In this tedious and silent, there is an invisible string that is taut. At the moment of collapse, everything in front of us will collapse.

And there is a very bad premonition that is afflicting her. It seems that something bad will soon fall on her head, and the worst part is that she can't confirm that this is just a normal panic, or it's true.

Only by trying to hit the thoughts in front of the work, I have a sense of control over fate. The right hand of the hard-working book pulled out a series of afterimages, and the printing machine was filled with a piece of white paper. Just when she felt that she was about to succeed, the female disciple walked in again and suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"What happened?" There was a hint of anger in the voice.

"Three sisters, Qingyang real people have a female disciple, said to be the old man of the master." The female disciple said with a trepidation.

Dai Mengfan stopped the pen and looked up. "Really?"

"He said so."

"Let them come in... wait, or let me see you!"