Predecessors all over the world

Meng? The first reaction of the Tiger King was to be fooled, and he clenched his fists fiercely: "Are you looking for death?"

Lingxiangshan Jun chuckled softly and said in an unknown way: "The Tiger King is really eager to take revenge and didn't even notice anything at the door of his house."

The Tiger King was about to get angry, but when he saw the Jackal brother wink at him, he endured it.

The Red Demon King's eyes flashed: "What do you mean by dream?"

"I have never kept it from you in my neighborhood for many years." Lingxiangshan Jun sighed and said in a stern manner, "There is something big in the fourteen continents."

The demon cultivators had no reaction, and could even be said to be unmoved. In their opinion, as long as they did not hinder their own territory, it was not their own business to fall.

Lingxiangshan Jun was very familiar with their urinary nature and slowly added: "If you continue to fight like this, you may be laughing at the fellow tribes in Nanzhou."

The Tiger King finally began to feel uneasy: "What does it have to do with Nanzhou?"

"Not only in the South, West, North, East and even the Demonic Continents, there will be people here." Lingxiangshan Jun faced the west and looked out from afar, as if there was a secret in his eyes, "Do you know what's going on?"

"Why?" Jin Yueniang responded.

Lingxiangshan Jun smiled and said slowly: "They are waiting for an opportunity, which is also our opportunity. Everyone, the opportunity for my demon clan to revitalize it."

The monsters were in an uproar.

You Baichuan, who was watching in the distance, heard this, and stopped lingering, and his agile body suddenly sank into the lush dense forest.

Things are far more complicated than they imagined, and he has to think carefully about what to do.

Yin Miaomiao made a peerless cliff and believed it 80% in his heart. However, on the prudence, he waited until Song Zhiqiu made the same result and determined the destination this time.

From Ziwei City to Peerless Cliff, the journey of the Nascent Soul is only a few days away.

If they passed by quietly, no one would be alarmed, but Yin Miaomiao always paid attention to being prepared and not fighting unprepared wars. So after delaying for a few days, he took the time to meet Kong Li and wanted to find out some news.

This time, I really asked her some interesting things.

The Confucianism and Taoism in Renxin Academy are different, and their "Tao" is more concrete. For example, Kong Li, the same student of Yin Miaomiao, "using calligraphy to the Tao", that is, using the shell of calligraphy to understand the great Tao.

He can write various fonts, and different fonts can use different types of spells. Zhongzheng and dignified are earth-based spells, sharp and sharp are gold-based spells, arrogant and elegant are fire-based, etc.

It sounds cool, but it’s more urgent when fighting. After all, it’s not easy to find a gap when you’re in a fierce battle... Cough!

In short, the "Tao" of Confucianism is also unique in the fourteen continents.

Kong Li had a teacher who was a teacher from the Danqing Academy of Renxin Academy. He was nicknamed "Drunk and Crazy Life". He liked to drink when he was idle, and liked to draw when he drank.

Painting the sky, clouds, plants, and ants is not painting people.

Because he believed that people are the most false, knowing people's face but not their hearts is far less true than the flowers, plants, trees, ants and birds in the world. He asked to draw the way in the painting, and he would never draw people.

However, things like precepts are often broken.

Once drunk, I had to see a beauty, so I didn't listen to my brain. When Zui Kuangsheng woke up, he saw that he had drawn a beauty picture.

He was stunned.

He felt that he was finished.

But I haven't achieved immortality, so why are you willing to stop there? After thinking about it, he finally thought of a solution. Living people are too fake, but dead people are real. As long as the beauty turns into a skeleton, my way is still perfect.

He decided to kill the beauty.

This is really a person sitting at home, and disaster comes from heaven. It’s okay if the portrait rights are violated, but because others’ unstable will, they are in danger of being killed. It’s really a waste of time.

However, there is no way. In the world of cultivation, monks have two mainstream practices when facing the inner demons - either to survive by themselves and untie their heart knots, or to solve the obstacles that hinder themselves, and to end them all.

Fortunately, this beauty is Nian Nujiao, and she has no beauty and is not as destined as her blood splatters three feet away.

She smiled slightly in the face of the inexplicable move.

Then, he held the person down.

After she found out the causes and consequences, she did not kill anyone, but instead sent the person back to Renxin Academy and asked them to deal with it themselves.

Renxin Academy was ashamed of shame and swore to the heavens that it would handle it well. So Zui Kuangsheng was detained by the dean for five hundred years, and the meaning was very obvious - either you should overcome the inner demons yourself, or you should die, don't give it to him.

The academy causes trouble.

Of course, the small black room of Renxin Academy is not a dungeon, but a closed yard, and even painting tools are provided for him to continue to comprehend.

Zui Kuangsheng has been alone for five hundred years. Except for the occasional dean, he can't see outsiders. And he paints, understands, and finally realizes a new truth - what I've seen

, It's all what I think in my heart, and what I think in my heart is the "truth" in my heart.

Then, he no longer obsessed with the difference between people and external objects. Beauties and flowers are just projections of their own consciousness when they see them.

After filing the truth, he was fined for another five hundred years. The dean felt that he could release it.

Half a month ago, Kong Li followed his master and took the uncle out of the small dark room. In order to celebrate the end of the confinement, he drank some wine.

Drunk and crazy son got drunk, picked up his brush and started to doodle.

He drew nine paintings, and there was a tower inside.

A tower buried deep in the snow that no one has seen before.

Everyone was very surprised. Zui Kuangsheng used to only draw things he saw with his own eyes, and never draw things he imagined - because it wasn't true. So the next day he asked him where this place was, why was there only half of the tower?

Unexpectedly, Zui Kuangsheng's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he locked himself in a small dark room without saying a word.

A few days later, he took the new drawing and the tower became taller.

He declared that this was apocalypse and he had to find the tower, which contained great opportunities for the world.

Dean: “…”

Kong Li: "???"

"Anyway, my uncle is now trying to go out to find a tower." Kong Li finished his gossip and picked up the teacup. "My master dare not let him go out for a run, for fear that he would be in seclusion for too long.

I'm confused."

Yin Miaomiao said very naturally: "Maybe not."

Kong Li raised his eyebrows.

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "I'm looking for a tower too."

"Puff--" Kong Li sprayed out a sip of tea, and asked without even wiping it dry, "What does it mean? Could it be that my cultivation is low and I can't keep up with your Nascent Soul's idea?"

"I can't say what it means, in short, there is just that." Yin Miaomiao had no way to explain, and could not explain, so he could only respond vaguely.

Kong Li felt it, and responded dryly, and a melancholy arose.

The world of monks is very cruel. People who get started in the same year may have two or three generations later. The Fengyun Club that participated in the same year may also be far apart later.

Hundreds of years ago, Yin Miaomiao and him had similar interests and became friends in the same year. However, their friendship has not changed, but their identity is no longer the same.

He is still a young talent, a monk with a name and surname among Jindan Zhenren. However, all praises have similar prefixes, either "young man" or "successor", which means the same.

Where is Fairy Su Wei? When people mention her, the same ones are Nian Nujiao, Gongsun Nishang, and even the heads of various sects. They are all figures of his master's generation, and all of them can influence a continent with every move.

Even the existence of the whole world.

She also has such an influence that can influence the world.

Not on the same level anymore.

But Kong Li only let go of his sadness for a moment. It was a blessing for his friends to get better and better. Moreover, he was not overly obsessed with the Tao and had other like-minded friends, so he would not shake his mood because of this.

After a moment of silence, he recovered as usual and asked, "Does it matter?"

"I'm afraid it's very important." Yin Miaomiao said.

Song Zhiqiu dreamed of it, and someone in Renxin Academy also dreamed of it. So what about other sects? I think it will be impossible to lose it. When everyone takes action, more people will know.

It is probably impossible to go quietly and find out the truth quietly. Since this is the case, everyone will come openly and avoid covering up and asking villains to take advantage of the situation.

Anyway, Chongxiao Sect is one of the three major sects and cannot suffer any losses.

Yin Miaomiao distinguished the pros and cons and was determined to make things bigger.

Kong Li quickly said goodbye and left. She went into the study and stayed for a moment, wrote a sealed letter and sent it back to the sect.

The next day, she left Ziwei City.

Zhongzhou is a good place with a vast territory and a large number of sects. No force can overwhelm other families with absolute advantages and unify their territory. Therefore, it is full of disputes and wars, and opportunities are everywhere.

The casual cultivators are free by nature and know that the east, south and north are monopolized by the local forces if they have any opportunities. They do not get the opportunity, so they are even more happy to walk around Central China and try their luck.

Plum pillow stone is one of them.

He was an abandoned baby, and his biological parents were unknown. The person who adopted him found him on a stone under a plum tree, so he named him Plum Pin Stone. He was afraid that he could not raise him, so he named him a girl, named Yu Nu, and he was married.

The meaning of plum blossoms.

Time flies for a hundred years. Now, he is called Jichunjun, a well-known casual cultivator in Zhongzhou.

He originally planned to go to Heihu to find an enemy and avenge his friends, but he didn't expect to encounter the black fog that was rare in a century. He went in a different direction and did not go to the old nest of Youshui Palace, but went south for a while.

, inexplicably reached the foot of the peerless cliff.

And while sleeping in the open night, he had a dream.

Something in the dream called him.

After waking up, Mei Zishi was very surprised and felt that she had some opportunity. After wandering for a few days, she couldn't resist the temptation and walked forward along the feeling.

As we walked, we arrived at the peerless cliff.

Peerless Cliff is a wasteland in Central China, with a dark river to the north - this river is quite strange. It disappears in winter and escapes into the ground. When spring warms up, it returns to the earth. In summer, it flows endlessly, and is ordinary.

The river is no different - it is not easy to cross the river. It is close to the east of the evil-toothed mountains and is rarely visited by people. Therefore, it is deserted and cannot see a person all year round.

Mei Zishi thought he would see a continuous barren mountain, and then he went through a lot of trouble to find the place.

Who would think it was not the case at all.

At this time, it was very lively under the peerless cliff.

There are traditional tents, the size is no different from ordinary houses, one by one, stretching endlessly; there are also exquisite three-story buildings, with wind chimes under the eaves tinkling, like the sound of nature; there is also a stone boat, but it is loaded with

It is not water waves, but eight stone beasts that look like black wombs. At first glance, they think they are decorations. Until they occasionally blink, they realize that they are living creatures.

Just as he was stunned, a woman's voice came from a distance: "It's really interesting. I don't know how many people think they are the chosen sons of God. Who would have thought they came over and saw that it turned out to be a group of hundreds of people."

This was so playful that Mei Zishi couldn't help laughing and turned to look.

It was a woman in white, with a slender figure, long eyebrows, crow's hair, elegant appearance, extremely elegant and elegant. She seemed to notice the gaze of the plum pillow stone and looked over naturally.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

The author has something to say: Others: It seems that I am the chosen son of God!

Miaomiao: I think it is a group of hundreds of people...

I feel that after writing it all the way, Miaomiao has three most lively periods: one is the girl's generation that exists in the notes. She lived for a lifetime and had a senior brother and a master, so she should be very happy; the other is that she is with Tianguang and has two hearts to rely on each other.

People are willing to open their hearts; thirdly, now, their cultivation and status are high, they have the confidence, and they bear too much. They don’t want to suppress themselves anymore and begin to show their true nature~

In a nutshell, she was a lot of slut~~