Pursuing Immortality

Tianzhu Mountain, Taoist Temple.

In the Scripture Hall, the new **** Zhang Wumeng is teaching the Scriptures for the disciples.

He is a vein of dharma, but in this realm, he is no longer constrained by the framework, and he has come to grasp all kinds of techniques and techniques. Therefore, the Daoyuan all came to hear the Tao, even He He, Fei Ye and others were no exception.

Three days of teaching the Fa, answer questions if you have any questions, and then ignore the custom of the Taoist Academy and hide behind the mountain. At the time Lu Yuanqing was promoted, he had made such a move, and everyone defaulted.

Because the immortal has too much power to speak, if he manages affairs, various problems will inevitably arise.

"Uncle Shi, I'm at a loss. May I ask if this spiritual practice will change in the future?" A fourth-generation disciple asked.

"What do you mean by change?"

"Now that the pattern is set and the system is set, how many years will this situation last?"

The disciple was still unclear, but Zhang Wumeng understood it, and he was silent for a while.

The practice on earth seems to be prosperous, but there are many disadvantages. In terms of the exercises of Shenxianjing, only Kunlun, Shenxiao, and Taoist schools are currently available. There are hundreds of folk law schools.

This is not a good thing for the entire practice civilization.

There is a premise that all flowers bloom together, that is, to reach a certain height, they are called all flowers bloom together. A group of congenital, immortal-level babies were there, this is called rooster.

They inherited the ancient traditions, but there were five hundred years of stalls in the middle, and many great magical powers passing through the heavens and the earth died out in the long river of history.

It's lucky and unfortunate.

There is a ready-made system to practice, but it also loses creativity and development. Everything is in the framework. So the disciple asked, can the world be restored to ancient times?

"difficult!"

Zhang Wumeng groaned for a moment, and gave a word, and said: "Unless there is a peerless one emerges one after another, and create mysticism, otherwise ..."

He paused suddenly, stunned, and stood on the clouds above Tianzhu Mountain. At the same time, Houshan also flew a false light, but it was Lu Yuanqing.

The two looked up, and looked towards the far northwest.

"It's Kunlun Mountain, and someone has become a god." Lu Yuanqing said.

"But this breath doesn't look like the right way?" Zhang Wumeng wondered.

"It's like Luo Xuebo ..."

Lu Yuanqing also frowned, saying: "Kunlun's veins are only Qiu and Jing Keqi, but they have always practiced the Xuanmen orthodoxy. What is the way of this side?"

…………

Qiu Chishan, Shen Xiao faction.

A few years ago, the Shenxiao School was established, and it was well known in the world. In a short time, it expanded to the three provinces of Northwest China.

However, in recent years, Yun Yazi has slowed down, and Xu Shi was taken up by Gu Xiaofei to start searching for potential children.

This person's style of acting is to be bigger when he is done, and he hates small family spirits, so 72 core disciples are freshly released-Xia Lufei is one of them.

Xiao Zhai's plan is to collect only seven.

Seven vs seventy-two, seemingly did not get started, but the matter of spiritual practice cannot be won by pure quantity.

When there was some movement over Kunlun, Yun Yazi was also preaching the suspense, suddenly frowning, pointing his finger at it.

"Ok?"

He was amazed and murmured, "What is the path of this man, but it is confused and unknown."

…………

East China Sea, small island.

In the courtyard of Yujia, an ordinary and even ugly woman was lying on a rocking chair, waving a fan in one hand, and holding a bean in her mouth.

She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at the northwest, showing a hint of unknown smile.

"Hehe, it's funny! This woman is so blessed that she will visit him someday."

…………

South China Sea, Sandun Island.

A huge figure landed on the same huge sycamore tree, flickered, shrunk to a height, it was the phoenix.

The empty map tells it the origin of the bamboo rice, at least before the baby is born, don't worry about food. At this moment, it was holding bamboo rice and feeding the female bird through that stomata.

After feeding, it suddenly screamed twice, indifferent fan wings, flew away again.

…………

Xia Guo can feel this breath, even people and birds, but six.

Xiaozhai was the most direct. He flew from Bashan to Kunlun to visit his most beloved sister.

Xiao Jing: (╯ ° Д °) ╯︵┻━┻

Everyone in Kunlun gathered on the clock tower, only feeling dark and dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and a large cloud rolled over his head, followed by Jiu Zhongtian, which seemed to be torn apart, separated from left to right, and two virtual lights fell from it.

The imaginary light wandered in midair, rushing towards their respective bodies.

"Live!"

"Live!"

The crowd immediately became excited, and then another meal, not surely called: "Master / Uncle?"

"Pooh!"

A frivolous frivolity came from there, with a high pitch, but not sharp. As the snoring sounded to the ground, a flame fluttered before him.

Judging by his five senses, it is clearly Long Qiu, but he only feels soaring and unique.

"What are you guys? Is it worthy to be my master?"

Pointing at the contempt of everyone, she stunned her clothes and said, "What a ghost color, ugly!"

With a wave of her sleeves, the blue shirt became red, followed by a turn of her head, staring at Xiao Jing, "You!"

"what?"

Xiao Xiong showed a very confused expression pack ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You are not allowed to wear red clothes in the future, or you will be killed! "

Lying down!

Xiaojing can stand this? Raised a purple thunder chopped.

"Humph!"

Hongqiu Longqiu showed disdain, and Ren Shenlei split, without any injuries. Then he put out a spring onion-like finger and poked lightly.

This poke, across the space in an instant, pinched on Xiao Jing.

"what!"

The small soap stunned Lingling, and suddenly his features were distorted, screaming and kneeling on the ground.

It is not a fantasy, not a technique, as if it is an energy that awakens the source of fear. She only feels an irresistible sense of fear rising from the depths of the soul, washing the body like a tide.

"Hahaha! I thought I could do anything, I'll kill you!"

Long Qiu in red was poking a finger again, and the color of the ground changed drastically.

boom!

Xiaozhai stood in front of him, like watching an annoying bear child, "You look for a fight!"

"I have the ability to ... Ah!"

Red Qiu Long Qiu raised an eyebrow, just about to make a move, and suddenly gave an exclamation, his body disappeared somehow, another figure appeared on the spot, which was also Long Qiu.

This time the change is too fast, everyone has not yet comprehended, but seeing this young man in a blue shirt, his eyes are gentle, full of familiar atmosphere, can not help but feel relieved.

"Zixing!"

She ran over and wiped the hair of the little soap, and the goods were smooth. When she saw Barbara, she sprayed, "Why do you play Fairy Sword Three? Red and autumn is very cool !!!"

"I didn't do it on purpose. I just returned to the flesh and didn't control it, causing you suffering."

Xiaoqiu hugged her various frictions, not as smokeless as before, or as an immortal and magician, but like Xiao Longqiu who had seen her life for the first time thirty years ago.

(Tohoku is too cold, freeze to death !!!)