My Disciples Are All Villains

The light faded.

[Ding, get weapon, blue sky blade. 】

[Ding, get ‘Open Book of Heaven’. 】

Lu Lu's eyes fell on the ground.

He saw a green dagger ... This dagger is larger than the previous blue fragment, and slightly larger than the normal dagger. On the whole, it is still small and exquisite.

Unfortunately, the system did not prompt who the target of this dagger would be.

Luzhou looked at the system interface again.

Existing weapons are: Weiming, Slashing Knife, Tears Box.

Luzhou's favorite is Weiming. Weiming has been tested many times, and it should be Tianjie.

The slashing knife was recovered from the refining and refining of Zhang Qiuchi, an elder, and it was also a heavenly order.

There is also a tear box, which can resist the weapon attack of the disciples, and it must be heaven.

Except for the unnamed ... the remaining weapons can be given to the disciples, after all, the disciples are powerful and equal to his master.

Now only five disciples Zhaoyue and eight disciples Zhuhong have no weapons.

How do you distribute it?

Bian Zhaoyue is a girl. The slasher is relatively large and not very elegant. After the tear box turned into a fist, it seemed even more indecent. At first glance, these two weapons are more suitable for the old eight Zhuhong to use together.

But Zhu Honggong just returned to the Demon Pavilion, and his temper needs to be tempered. Until he has no heart, Luzhou does not plan to give him weapons.

Such a calculation--

I only have Zhaoyue the most suitable for Bi Luo blade.

However, Zhao Yue's current cultivation has not yet reached the territories of Yuanshen, and he cannot control the weapons of heaven.

Luzhou picked up the blue blade from the ground.

A cold feeling was uploaded from the dagger to the palm of the hand.

Han Hanguang crossed the blue blade.

"it is good."

Luzhou couldn't help but admire, "However, it's still pretty good."

Suddenly he had an urge to try the blue blade with Weiming.

But thinking of the horror of Weiming Sword, he put up with it again.

Qi Biluo is at least heavenly, and it would be a pity if it was destroyed.

Put up the blue blade, Luzhou's eyes fell on the "open book of heaven."

Luzhou Fox doubted: "Is it related to the Three Books?"

刚 He just reached out and touched Tianshu to open the book. The object like a sheepskin roll suddenly broke apart and turned into the light of stars, scattered all over the body.

Luzhou opened the Tianshu interface and took a look—

Herringbone scroll Tianshu is in a bright state, as for the ground scroll and the sky scroll are still dim.

"No?"

点 He opened the herringbone scroll book, and the first row of Jinguang 篆 books that came to his eyes was: the sentient beings speak wonderfully.

The Tiananshu in Luanyang City's chaos is the line in his mind.

So, what is the purpose of opening books?

Luzhou is still the second monk scratching his head.

He didn't keep thinking ...

I haven't understood it since participating in the Book of Enlightenment.

Luzhou cross-legged well, intending to continue to try to enlighten Tianshu.

When Lu Tianshu's interface opened, Luzhou entered the state of enlightenment.

Almost at the same time, the scriptures of Tianshu appeared in his mind.

"Birth has unlimited physical, mental, and magical powers. In order to obtain physical and mental powers and magical powers, he can show unlimited and immense physical and mental beauty. Clouds make those who are close to enlightenment, and they can have all kinds of magical powers and make a living."

"Into all the ways to destroy the wisdom and supernatural powers. In order to get rid of the wisdom and supernatural powers, you can live in the samadhi positive definite, and the universal appearance of body, such as light and shadow, the universal appearance of everything, but in the samadhi, still still.?"

Xi Tianshu came out.

Luzhou's already full state of mind seems to be vacant again.

I soon became completely immersed in the enlightenment of the heavenly books ... I couldn't even feel the passing of time.

Uh ...

In a blink of an eye, seven days passed.

In these few days, besides practicing, Xiao Jieer was watching the old beggar Pan Litian.

Li Panlitian did nothing but drink and sleep ... not much different from the beggar she saw on the market.

It's okay that Pan Litian couldn't help the wall all day long. He would lie down wherever he was comfortable, bask in the sun, and rub the ashes on his body.

"Little girl ... you stare at the old day, not tired!" Pan Litian drank the wine and squinted his eyes.

"Master said, let people look at you ... yes, how did you get into the barrier?" Xiao Jie curious.

"You want to know?"

Xi Pan Litian looked around, except for the two Yanyue Palace female practitioners.

Xiao Xieer nodded.

Pan Litian laughed and said, "Do you know what old age admires you most?"

"what?"

"Frank, sincere, unpretentious."

"Hee hee, my brothers praise me so much." Xiao Jieer narcissistic.

"Can you tell the old man ... Is there a surname of Pan on Jinting Mountain?" Pan Litian said.

"Yes."

"where?"

"It's you."

"..."

Li Panlitian coughed twice and continued, "It's old, someone else."

Xiao Xieer wrapped her hair around her fingers and jumped off the branch, saying, "You mean Pan Zhong? Hey, you didn't mention I didn't find it. Your surname is Pan, and he is also Pan. Are you his father?"

Pan Pan Litian's dry old face twitched a few times.

"Old is old ... Old is not surnamed Pan. Just ask ..."

"That's weird, old man Pan, you are an ordinary old beggar, aren't you afraid my master will kill you?" Xiaojie asked.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh ..." Pan Litian became more and more speechless. "All said, old, not surnamed Pan."

"Well ... then tell me, how did you get into the barrier?"

Lu Pantian showed a dry smile, saying, "No matter how precise the fishing nets are, there are gaps ..."

Little kite heard something inexplicable,

When Pan Litian saw the sun's light change position, he sat up, moved his position, continued to lie down, supported his head with his elbow, and said, "Little girl, Pan Zhong ... are you dead?"

"His life is great, and I met my master ... if it was not my master who gave him Liuyang Gong, it would have been dead." Xiaojiee proudly said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ that's good ... how was it on the mountain ? "

"Rest assured, your son is doing well." Little Kitty jumped to the tree with her toes.

噗 ——

Pan Pantian just drank a sip of wine.

"Old, really not named Pan."

"Moreover, how old is it ... how can there be a son."

Xiao Xiaojie nodded and said, "Well, that makes sense."

Pan Litian nodded with satisfaction and said charmingly: "Girl, let's add some wine to the aging ... A hundred years of aging, OK?"

"Well, for your grandson's sake, I'll give you some more." Xiao Jieer took it for granted.

Pan Litian: "???"

离 Just when Pan Litian suddenly felt that his chest was a little stuffy and he didn't want to talk, just as he couldn't argue, there was a low humming sound in the direction of Motiange.

Humming--

Soon.

A huge vortex was formed above the Demon Pavilion.

Hovering in the middle of the vortex, the light of the stars dotted the vortex.

的 Everyone on Jinting Mountain stopped his movements and looked over the top of Motian Pavilion.

Simultaneously,

的 The barrier energy around Jinting Mountain was slowly absorbed by that vortex.

Cormorants are like huge whirlpools in the sea.

The women practitioners in the Yanyue Palace have long regarded themselves as disciples of Jin Tingshan.

Seeing this scene, I quickly said: "Quickly inform Elder Hua, Mr. San, Mr. Wu, and Mr. Jiu!"