My Private Marvel System

"Old man, are you okay?" Dorr asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm okay." The old man touched his darkened face.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

"I was cultivating'Eternal Life Pill' and I didn't expect the medicine to be violent and burst." The old man said in a daze, as if he hadn't fully awakened.

Suddenly turned his head to look at Dole, his eyes winced:

"Why are you kid again!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's me again." Dole hurriedly smiled.

"Have you figured it out, ready to accept my suggestion to go to the sea to find the'silver grass'!" The old man also immediately changed his smiling face.

"No, no, the sea is too deep and I can't go down. I'll be a deadly **** before I find the'lewd*dangling grass'. I'm watching the Chinese New Year. Your old man is alone on this deserted island. I’m lonely, just come over and accompany you.” First he waved his hand, and finally changed to a smiling face.

"Huh, little slippery head."

The old man tilted his head and looked displeased. He stood up and flicked his sleeves and walked out of the house. Dole also waved his hands and followed the old man's **** step by step, saying endlessly:

"Old man, you can refine pill and medicine again, can you refine tools?"

"Refining equipment! What do you ask?" The old man just walked to the door of the house, stopped and turned to look at him.

"My big sword is really useless, and it was cut off by those monks' magical tools in two strokes. I think your old man has great magical powers and can do anything. Can you refine me a better big knife or something?" Dole smiled. Keep talking.

"No, I am a magician and not a refiner."

The old man snorted again and crossed the threshold with his hand and walked towards the creek, walking like Dole, nothing more than an old one. Seeing the old man walking towards the stream, he probably washed his face and hands. Dole didn't bother to follow, no one happened to get these bottles down by himself. Looking back at the sound of the room, the room was already in a mess by the pill furnace. Not counting the holes in the skylights, and the tables and cabinets that were smashed torn apart and not in shape. Bottles and cans were smashed to pieces, and some pills were scattered and mixed together.

Seeing the mess in the house, Dole's face drooped, how could this be upside down! Looking around the hut, beside a large wooden cabinet where the corner of the house collapsed, a pile of paper charms scattered all over the floor. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there was a paper charm that seemed familiar. A few steps across. A lot of paper symbols come in red, yellow, purple, and green, and most of them have been smashed incomplete.

Picking up half of the yellow talisman, there were two big characters "lightning" on it. Following the practice of Liusi, he was literate. After studying the book of Pharaoh Xinxin, he also learned a lot. This word of lightning happened to be recognized.

"Is this the'Lightning Talisman' given to me by Uncle Russ before!" I muttered, this'Lightning Talisman' saved Emily and his life at a critical moment. Naturally, I was envious of the magical function of this rune. I hurriedly pulled it among a lot of paper runes, and finally found a complete "Lightning Rune" with slanted eyebrows and a laugh. Slowly put it in his arms, this trip was really not in vain to pick up a treasure.

"Boy, are you stealing from me?" An old shout suddenly came from behind him.

Frightened and hurriedly turned his head and looked over, the old man's wrinkled head stuck into the big hole in the wooden wall. It seemed that he had washed his face clean, and he kept shaking his head, still laughing and defending:

"No, I think this house was in a mess. I will help your old man clean up."

"Huh. Do you dare to steal my stuff, be careful I put a pig leg in your butt."

The old man hummed his head and shrank from the big hole. Dorr stretched out his tongue in shock, got up and walked to the big hole. It was no problem to pass through his two or three bodies, and walked out of the hole in one step.

"Little dragon, little dragon."

The old man looked around and yelled, and the copycat dragon came out of the dense forest again.

"Hurry up and find some thatch and wood."

The old man ordered, the little dragon lit his huge head and then twisted the long snake body and ran towards the dense forest. Watching the little dragon leave, the old man took a long ladder from the foot of the wall and put it on the roof. He seemed to want Make up these large skylights.

The old man was about to climb the long ladder, but Dole climbed one step ahead and smiled at the old man, "Old man, don't flash your old waist, let me do this." Things have never been done since childhood. The old man listened to Dole's kind words, twirling his gray beard and nodding, "It looks like you are quite sensible."

After a while, the dragon's two little eagle claws were holding a large handful of thatch, and a large handful of thatch was still in his big mouth. The snake came back, turning down the thatch and ran into the dense forest. The old man threw the thatch on, and Dole squatted on the top beam to make up the skylight. After a while, the little dragon came back with thatch in his arms, adding a monster to the old and the young, so the division of labor and cooperation kept busy.

"Old man, can Xiaolong become a real dragon?"

Seeing the little dragon running back and forth hard, Dole struck out such a thought inexplicably and asked the old man.

"With a dragon soul, you can become a real dragon." The old man said lightly.

"What is a dragon soul?" Dole started endlessly again.

"Dragon Ball is the Dragon Soul." The old man became a little impatient.

"Where can I find the Dragon Ball?" Dole continued to ask.

"Dragon Ball is in the deep ocean below 3,000 feet." The old man finally couldn't suppress his patience, and shouted at Dole. If it wasn't for helping him fill the skylight, the old man was probably shaking his head and ignoring him again. Up.

Seeing the old man's impatience and anger, Dole stuck out his tongue again. After patching up the skylight, he started to patch up the hole in the wall. The little dragon returned with a big tree trunk. He was really a hard-working and obedient little dragon, although it was a bit ugly.

Dole found another big axe, and cut it into several big pieces. With some mana, it didn't take much effort to chop the tree. The old man simply sat aside, dangling his head and enjoying himself. Then hug the chopped wood to the hole, and then nail it one by one with wooden wedges. It took a long time to repair the house. After that, the old man didn't even say thank you, and walked into the house with his hand tossing and busying himself with strange things.

Seeing the sky dimmed again, Xiaolong accompanied Dole through the dense forest and came to the beach. When he approached the sea, Dole touched Xiaolong's head:

"Little Dragon, I will find a way to find Dragon Ball. Let you become a real dragon"

The soaring waves of the ‘Death Strait’ smashed against the rocky cliffs on both sides of the strait. After the splashes, the waves splashed down like a pouring rain. In the empty stone cave, there was only a huge wave flying down and a loud sound of booming. The galloping sea rushed down like a swift Yangtze River. The tumbling waves whirled around like ten thousand horses neighing, surging among the dense mountains and rocks emerging from the water. The violent vortex collided as if to swallow all life.

The westernmost country of the Black Dragon Continent of'Mir Country'. The seas and islands to which it belongs are densely covered in the vast ocean. Among the five major countries facing the sea, there are the most islands belonging to the'Mir' Country, and there is a large stretch of islands close to the westernmost coastline of the'Mir Country' The connected islands form a deep and narrow strait separated by islands on both sides.

In the strait, the sea is tumbling and the rocks are densely covered. It is extremely difficult for ships to pass. The caves are densely distributed between the mountain walls on both sides of the strait. The roar of the waves throughout the year, the cave reverberates* endlessly. The deep strait is either misty or misty. There is no ray of sunlight in the deep and dark places, and the breath of death is floating in the darkness.

This is the Strait of Death. A month ago, the cloud-filled strait was filled with black air. As time passed, the black air gradually diffused, and the evil spirits in the black air were mixed in the dense haze. ,'Death Strait' is even more terrifying.

The spirit of the'devil' is about to be resurrected. This rumor was first spread among the pirates in this sea area. The pirate ships wandering around the strait day and night first discovered the vision floating in the sky, and then the rumors spread gradually. Various pirate organizations in the ocean. It extends straight to the ‘desert empire’ in the deepest part of the continent.

Five hundred years ago, the'Devil' led all the demonic cultivators of Samuye to launch the final total attack on the'Black Dragon Sage Emperor'. After 180 days of desperate fighting, the'Black Dragon Sage Emperor' defeated the'Devil' and his Sa Mo Ye's attack. The'devil' is the immortal body. The holy emperor used the ‘four-image seal technique’ to bury his soul and his body in this ‘death strait’, hoping that he would never be resurrected.

As time goes by, the ‘Four Seals’ that condenses the Holy Emperor’s divine power is gradually weakening. Although the demon’s body has turned into dust, the soul will never die. Energy is gathering all the time to break free from the shackles of the seal. Fifty years ago, the demon's soul took advantage of the weakening of the seal and broke away from the five-point confinement of the seal. The five-point magic power of the soul was on this hazy strait.

Fortunately, the most elite forces from the core cultivating organizations of the five major nations arrived in time, and under the combined efforts, they barely repelled the spirit of the five-point foreign minister. Reinforce the power of the seal. However, the mana gathered by all the monks could not match the power of the ‘Black Dragon Holy Emperor’, only fifty years had passed. The demon's soul is showing signs of resurrection.

"Sami City" is still flying fireworks, Yang Liu Yiyi. Both sides of the "Qin River" are still busy, fragrant and green. The branch altar of Sami City is located beside a quiet avenue in the east city. The huge branched courtyard is not inferior to the mansion compound of the royal palace and nobles. A quiet compound is surrounded by many branches. In the small courtyard, hidden under two tall red camphor trees.

There are green leaves everywhere under the big tree. Along with the flying green leaves, there is a melodious sound of the piano, sometimes soothing and sometimes publicizing, which seems to reflect the life of the person who plays the piano. Sha Sha Sha, a rush of footsteps broke the quiet and melodious atmosphere of the courtyard, and a casual repairman in a red dressing gown ran into the main house of the compound.

In the spacious house, a middle-aged man in his forties sits on the summer mat, and a black quaint piano is on the wooden table in front of him. The middle-aged man is tall and straight, with a chic and unrestrained brow between his eyebrows, and a snow-white brocade, with slender fingers sliding on the strings. It looks so graceful and luxurious, elegant and romantic, when he was young, he must be a perfect beautiful man, I don't know how many passionate women have been attracted.

"'Asheng', the Holy Lord has arrived at the gate of the branch altar, and he will be there immediately." The big house that San Xiu ran into was kneeling on one foot, respectfully.

"Yasheng" raised his head slightly, his eyes were cool and clear, and he glanced at the casual Xiu who was half kneeling on the ground, and said calmly:

"I see, go down."

San Xiu bowed his head and saluted, stood and turned and walked quickly away from the big house. "Yasheng" muttered for a long while standing, and there was another rapid footstep outside the house. Several figures crossed the high threshold and walked into the big house. All of them were all in red robes, with flames embroidered on the hem and long sleeves, and even on the front of the upper body. They were all the core high-level monks of the highest-ranking monk "Black Fire Academy".

The person standing in the front was actually an old man with a gray beard. His figure was slightly thin and short. Although his old spirit was not bad, his eyes were piercing. The flame pattern on the upper body of the fiery red dressing robe was much larger than the other monks who accompanied him, and his old face was even more pronounced. The majestic and unoffending momentum. Although the three monks behind him were taller and more impressive, they stood respectfully behind the old man.

"Holy Lord"

'Asian Saint' walked around Damuji to the old man, clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully, and said in a low voice, this old man was actually the supreme leader of the'Black Fire Academy', Sarukong.

"Tianya, sit down and talk first." Yuankong said in a deep voice.

Tianya turned sideways to let Yuanyao, and Tianya's five people were seated one after another. On the spacious mat of the big house was a high-back mahogany chair, and there were two other big chairs on each side of the mat. Sarukong naturally sat on top of the chief and the other four people sat on both sides, while Tianya and another tall and tallest monk sat in the front row. This became the highest-level core meeting of the Black Fire Academy.

A maid brought five cups of fragrant tea with a tea tray in her hand, and the Yankong and several people were dignified when drinking tea unintentionally, as if they had encountered an extremely difficult thing. The largest Orthodox cultivation organization on the mainland of the "Black Fire Academy" has never had anything difficult for all the senior leaders in decades. I don't know what will happen, but Tianya still has a calm and calm attitude.

"At the end of the world, the whole continent is rumored that the strait of death is filled with a black air of evil spirits, which is a sign that the spirit of the ‘devil’ is about to resurrect. What do you think of this!" Yuan Kong said to Tianya.

"The soul was resurrected once fifty years ago. There should be no rumors." Tian Ya was not surprised, as if he had known the rumors long ago.

"In today's continent, the desert empire in the north has always coveted the prosperity of our country, and the other four countries are not fuel-efficient lamps. Therefore, my'Black Fire Courtyard' is not allowed to gather all my strength to prevent the devil's resurrection, but I cannot ignore it. Tianya , You are the head of the Three Sages and you are also known as the'sub-sage', and your Sami City branch has gathered half of my'Black Fire Courtyard' with half of the elite power. Let you handle this matter."

Said Sarukong, then looked at the high-ranking monk at the bottom of Tianya:

"Sage envoy Qiu Zhengyun, you cooperate with Chu Tianya to attack together."

"I don't know what the other four countries are doing?" Chu Tianya asked Xiang Yuankong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have already contacted the holy masters of the other four countries, and the five countries have agreed that the major religious sects will converge in the harbour of the'Mir State' in two months. Just like the one time 50 years ago that we jointly prevented the resurrection of the'devil' soul. This matter is about the survival of our five great nations. Although there are occasional rifts between the five nations, they are all related to personal interests. At this moment, we will work together. So you two must also work together, and there can be no negligence and protection. "

Sarukong looked at the second emissary, and the majesty of the holy master made a sound.

"Yes, Holy Lord."

Chu Tianya, Qiu Zhengyun clenched his fists in response.

"In addition, the'Prince Zhong' Xiang Sitai told the old man that this matter is very important. He has asked the emperor to play the role of the emperor. He hopes that the'hot' Xiang Sixue will work together. He must have received the emperor's approval at this time. Although the'hot' will not Set off with you two, but when you meet, you can cooperate with him."

Yuankong paused for a while, then said again, and finally sighed slightly, there seemed to be something unspeakable. After listening to Chu Tianya, Qiu Zhengyun frowned and looked at each other. (To be continued)