Predecessors all over the world

After a long discussion, Guiyuan Sect finally proposed the plan of fifteen golden elixir monks and ten foundation-building monks. After hearing this, Jue Sha laughed: "You Taoist cultivators are too old, I brought a hundred people.

Come on, you will only have twenty-five ones? Haha, why are you talking about the three major sects of Taoist cultivation? I’m afraid you won’t be laughing to death.”

"The most important thing for a person is to be vital, not too much." Zhaotian Zhenjun didn't care, "Besides, as the number of people is too high, there is no one who can decide the winner in three to five years? Can you... wait for that long?"

Jue Sha sneered: "It's useless to say anything. Since you dare to take the battle letter, don't be cowardly. Since you can earn up to a hundred people, then you and I will each give fifty. The number of people in each realm is determined by you, and I will never be able to do it.

Chapter 2."

"Okay." Guiyuan Sect originally wanted to pay back the money by asking for a lot of money. It was within the scope of the endorsement of fifty people. As for the candidates, considering that there were not many magic weapons that could hide their cultivation, in the end, twenty-five were finalized.

Golden elixir, twenty-five foundation building.

Because the war letters of the Demon Cultivator were for the monks in Beizhou, the people from the Beast Mountain and Danxin Sect also came. After some discussion, ten people from the Beast Mountain were released, five people from the Danxin Sect, and the remaining thirty-five people were released.

Everyone is responsible for Guiyuan Sect.

Everyone who followed him took the initiative to sign up for the battle, including Feiying. However, his request was rejected by everyone, and even Yin Miaomiao said: "You can't go, you know nothing about the demon cultivator, and if you go, you will die.

”

Feiying argued: "But I know the formation. Since it is a group battle, I can't just consider those with strong combat power, right?"

"No, so I'll go." Senior Brother Lu said that his full name is Lu Qianqiu. Although his combat power is not strong, he is a formation master with a large number of Guiyuan Sect.

Feiying had no choice but to shut up.

When the number of people was almost the same, Yin Miaomiao proposed: "If I don't mind, I want to go with me."

Ren Wuwei: "..."

Yunlian: "Then I'll go too."

Ren Wuwei was about to vomit blood: "What? Are you two going to form a group to rebel and leave the army?"

"I'll go, senior brother can't go." Yin Miaomiao obviously thought about this for a day or two, and there were sufficient reasons. "I'll go because I can pretend to be a magic cultivator. I looked at it and there was no one in Guiyuan Sect.

Can I have the ability like me. You must know that dividing the camp is just by relying on the spirit and demonic energy. What if the other party has an evil cultivator who practices Taoism and pretends to be our personnel after being deceived by the demonic energy?"

Of course, this is also something that Zhaotian Zhenjun and others are worried about. They have long been thinking about how to avoid such situations. They heard her say: "What do you mean is that you want to pretend to be a demon cultivator as an insider?"

"It's hard to say now, let's act according to the opportunity." Yin Miaomiao said, carrying the cherry green clothes, her cheeks were slightly plump, her eyebrows and eyes were lengthened, and her innocentness contained a charming aura, which was the face of Hua Lingwu'er in the secret realm.

He was very entertained and looked at Mu Tianguang with a charming look: "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my face?"

Mu Tianguang: “…”

Ren Wuwei pressed his forehead: "Concentrate and be careful to marry you to Beizhou."

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "Well, the master of this face is so eager to do it, right? Fellow Taoist?"

Mu Tianguang pursed the corners of his lips and pretended not to hear it.

Zhaotian Zhenjun: "..." The younger generations these days are really less and less concerned about their predecessors.

Fortunately, Yin Miaomiao was just a joke and quickly said seriously: "This is why I want to go, and I hope my senior brother won't go."

"Why?" he asked.

Yin Miaomiao said solemnly: "Because once the situation inside is very bad, I would like to ask all seniors to break the Yin-Yang Glasses and rescue the remaining people."

Zhaotian Zhenjun said: "The Yin-Yang Mirror is isolated from the outside world unless there are special means."

"My senior brother and I have some adventures, so we can find a way to try it." She said without elaborating on it, "Although it is a bit risky, it is better than annihilation of the entire army."

This reason is something that others cannot refuse. Zhao Tian Zhenjun thought for a long time and asked, "Jian Chun, what do you think?"

Ren Wuwei sighed: "What can I say? My disciple has always been the only one who cares about me. I didn't say that she wouldn't go? No, the master is unfortunate, marry her to the point of

Is your sect good?"

Mu Tianguang's eyelashes trembled and he looked at her in surprise.

Yin Miaomiao was quite calm and kept his smile unchanged. He raised his foot under his skirt and kicked his chair: "Master is really more and more fond of joking, right?"

"Well, a joke." Ren Wuwei changed his mouth without sincerity.

He lived to this age and learned the skill of pretending to be deaf and dumb without a teacher. No matter what the reason Yin Miaomiao proposed this suggestion, Zhaotian Zhenjun must take advantage of this for his own consideration: "If the noble faction is willing to help

, that would be better.”

Things were finalized.

Yin Miaomiao turned his head and pulled Ren Wuwei back into the room: "Master, are you dissatisfied with me or are you dissatisfied with Mu Tianguang?"

"No." Ren Wuwei's expression did not change, "Is it okay to make jokes?"

"You are not joking." Yin Miaomiao frowned, "You have an objection to what I did. I don't understand. What's wrong with Mu Tianguang and I being together? I'm so unhappy?"

Ren Wuwei rolled his eyes: "Can I be happy? It was nothing to do with you, you still have to wade into the muddy water."

"That's it?" Yin Miaomiao was angry and funny, "I didn't want to go in and see if I could find some clues."

"It's really not for him at all?" Ren Wuwei didn't believe it.

Yin Miaomiao admitted: "It's just a little bit."

"Master is very sad." He glanced at Yun Lian, "I'm so old that my disciple is about to run to someone else's sect. Oh, you said you should keep two cauldrons and don't want it, otherwise it would be as good as Liansheng.

ah."

Yin Miaomiao felt strange and said suspiciously: "Are you afraid that Mu Tianguang and I will make a relationship and go to Beizhou with him? I can't tell you, Master, you are so reluctant to leave me."

"You are just that little bit my disciple." Ren Wuwei compared his height to his thighs and pretended to be heartbroken, "I raised you to such a big size, and I was also an extremely yin body, and I disappeared again. Now there is a sudden person.

A good-looking boy with a good match is in love with you. He looks good and has a good strength. I can’t even pick a mistake. Can I be happy?"

Yin Miaomiao looked at him for a while: "Is that so? Then I became a relative in the mortal world and didn't see you what you said."

"What is the difference between getting married in the mortal world and playing house? How many times do you love it?" He has a reasonable and well-founded.

Yin Miaomiao thought about it for a while, but couldn't think of any other reason for her master. She could only treat it as an old father's mentality attack and comforted him: "If this is the case, you don't have to worry, I won't marry.

When I arrived at Guiyuan Gate, Cuishifeng was my home.”

She said this, and Ren Wuwei said instead: "That's not the case. Mu Tianguang's conditions are among the best in the fourteen continents. There is no choice. If you really like it, your master will not object."

Yun Lian finally found the opportunity and said, "The most important thing is that junior sister is happy, the master is just talking casually."

"Mu Tianguang and I..." She paused, and thoughts flashed through her mind. After a long time, she wanted to say something but stopped, "Forget it, in short, no matter what, I will never leave my master and senior brother, unless

I'm dead."

Ren Wuwei was silent for a while and softly said, "No way is you like you? The monks come and go and are single, fate is not easy, and everyone will leave for a day. Master cannot accompany you forever, nor can you take care of me and your senior brother.

Forever, if you really like it, how far can Beizhou and Dongzhou be?"

"I like that person in the mortal world very much. At that time, I didn't remember the past, so I still came." She said lightly, "Mu Tianguang and I are both monks, with a long lifespan, and we have the same fate to walk together, but we have no fate to be separated. If we really like it,

How far are Dongzhou and Beizhou?"

She used the same words as Ren Wuwei, but the meaning was completely opposite.

Yun Lian sighed softly.

"Okay, I won't talk about this." At the moment of the big event, Yin Miaomiao did not spend much time on the love between children, and instead said, "There are too many people just now, so it's not convenient to say, senior brother, if the situation inside is not good, I will

Tear the heart and report the message.”

The two hearts connected to the same centipede are only determined. If you want to convey information, you must have extremely strong emotions, maybe you can feel something, and the most intense thing is the pain of the heart.

Yun Lian flatly refused: "No."

"Don't worry, the heart is not a whole, I will find a place that is not a must." Yin Miaomiao comforted, "My orifice is opened in one of the atria, just avoid it."

"It's too dangerous. Why don't I go and stay outside with my junior sister." He said.

Yin Miaomiao smiled and said, "I'll go, my senior brother stays outside. OK, don't fight with me. This is just a bad move. I won't take any risks unless I have to."

Yun Lian was still waiting to speak, but she covered her mouth tightly: "It's settled."

"Junior sister." Yun Lian pulled Yin Miaomiao's hand, "It's still me..."

Yin Miaomiao covered his ears: "If you don't listen, I'll go anyway."

Yunlian: "..."

Ren Wuwei just looked at them like this, thinking in his mind, who is green on his head?

At the end, Yun Lian did not say that Junior Sister Ying had no choice but to agree helplessly. In the back, Ren Wuwei asked him: "Do you regret it?"

He thought about it and shook his head.

"Oh, most of the people who practice "Fengyuelu" are full of romantic debts, and it is difficult for her to be lucky. They all look forward to her good luck, either without complaining or hating each other." Ren Wuwei sighed, "It's just that Liansheng finally succeeded.

After that, another Mu Tianguang came, and I don’t know what the result would be.”

Before leaving, Mu Tianguang found Yin Miaomiao: "You..."

"Don't worry, my master likes to joke around. I've been talking a long time ago why I didn't make connections with someone, otherwise it would be good to have a cauldron." Yin Miaomiao smiled and didn't take it seriously, "Now I know that I and you are.

How can you be content with nothing to say?"

He frowned and said seriously: "I want to tell you that you don't need to go, this is our Beizhou business. And I...I don't want you to go either."

"Do you think I'm for you?" She glanced at him, "I'm for myself, don't think too much."

Mu Tianguang would not give up easily, and he grabbed her and said, "Miaomiao."

She said, "I have decided, you don't have to worry about it."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, I don't want you to take risks." He said, "I will do it for you if you have something to do."

Yin Miaomiao had no choice but to take the steps forward and waited to look at him: "Do you want to know if you are? Come over?"

He lowered his head as he spoke and approached.

Yin Miaomiao hugged his neck and raised his head to kiss his lips.

Lick the tip of the tongue, suck the lips gently, and the body fluids intertwined, bringing a faint sweetness.

"Sister, I've brought you a few formations..." Feiying, who rushed over to deliver the formation plate, was stunned. The formation plate in his hand fell to the ground with his hand, making a crisp clanging sound.

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