Pursuit of the Truth

Chapter 1054: Hanging in the boat!

"Dow Chenzong four halls, in addition to the temple, the other three churches belong to the emperor who wakes up every hundred years, listen to their lives, to fulfill all requirements.

Among them, the most famous is the Presbyterian Church. There are ninety-nine elders in the church, seven hundred elders, three thousand elders, and 30,000 ordinary elders.

The elders of the ordinary are free to accept the disciples. Their disciples are the peripheral members of the Presbyterian Church. The total number... is difficult to estimate. "Xu Hui said that the structure of the morning sect, Su Ming looked at the tens of thousands of worshippers outside the stars, and thought of the master."

The evil man of the year once said that he had been accepted as a disciple by an elder of Daochenzong. At this moment, after printing with Xu Hui’s words, let Su Ming’s predecessor of the Taozong of the morning. For understanding.

"The mission of the Presbyterian Church is to control all the races and forces of the entire morning and the real world like a spider web. As time goes by, they have compiled this morning real world into a big net.

This time, the chaos of the immortal alliance in the realm of the morning is related to the expectation of the morning sect, and also related to the existence of the presbyterian church.

There is also the battle hall. This is a force that can make the various ethnic groups of the morning dynasty tremble. They are like a knife, but wherever they penetrate, the blood flows into the river...

There are millions of battles in the battle hall. The million monks performed the meaning of destruction. They are the sharpest forces in the rebellion of the Xianzu League.

Then there was the Gatekeepers. Their existence did not easily participate in the inner wars of the real world. They were stationed on the edge of the realm of the morning and prevented the invasion of other realms. It was the strongest of the outside world.

It is only when the morning dynasty is dying that it is the moment to dispatch them, because if they move, then the morning and the real world will most likely be invaded by other real worlds.

Like the ninety-nine people you saw before, they are one of the members of the Guardian Church, but they are drawn out and guard the entrance to the source of God.

In the end, it is the Ten Great Halls. Because of the ages of the ages, this church is a waste. Therefore, I don’t know. After this opening of the temple, there will be any mission. "In the words of Xu Hui, Su Ming looked at the stars that are getting closer and closer, watching the worship of tens of thousands of monks, he can feel strongly that the morning morning is strong and huge in the whole morning, which is obviously A group of people, and not a small family, can have tens of thousands of people with the power to fly out of the stars, then there must be more people in this star, although there is no way to fly out of the stars, but it must exist. The fighting power.

Especially in these tens of thousands of people, Su Ming saw that there are many levels of the Lord of the Boundary, and there are more than a dozen people in the forefront. All of them are late in the realm, even within it, there are three robberies. Month, a robbery.

Such a force far exceeds the barbarian in Su Ming’s memory, but nowadays... After seeing the battle boat of the morning, the powerful ethnic group will all be dispatched and worshipped with this highest salute. To express their respect for the morning.

Su Ming is silent. He knows that the morning ancestor is very strong. After all, this is the strongest existence in the real world, the level of the master of the world, but these are some of Su Ming’s feelings, even if there is a memory of the road, It is not intuitive, but now... When he saw the worship of this ethnic group, he felt strongly that it was from the greatness and majesty of the morning.

You must know that there are many ethnic groups in the morning, such as the people in front of the Tao, even more powerful than them, but before the chaos of the Alliance of the Immortals, there is no exception, all the clan, Follow the road morning, mainly in the morning.

In this silence, Su Ming did not notice the bald-headed crane behind him. At this moment, his eyes were bright and bright, and it was crystal clear, as if there were countless spar flashing, its excited body trembled. Excited to the extreme, the whole body was in front of these hundreds of battles, and it was close to the tens of thousands of people in this group.

"Spar, give up all your spar, Grandpa Crane wants spar!! Give me 10,000, no, 50,000, his grandmother, give me 100,000 spar!" Bald-haired crane stunned for a long time , 嘶吼 开 opened a number in it that is very large.

Its words spread, and immediately let the 30,000 monks all glimpse, the foremost of the dozen people, but also a stunned, even the monks on the battle boat around Su Ming, all look strange.

Xu Hui sighed and shook his head without talking. Su Ming frowned and looked at the excited appearance of the bald crane, and did not dispel his excitement.

The whole starry sky is quiet at this moment, but the voice of the bald-haired crane is still echoing. After the meal, the dozens of people in front of the tens of thousands of monks are repaired to the old man who robbed the yang, with a look of strangeness and a raised right hand. When I took the storage bag, I immediately took out an emerald green bag and sent it forward. The bag went straight to the bald crane.

"There are millions of spar here, and please accept it."

The bald-haired crane squinted at the mouth, and quickly grabbed the bag and opened it. The look was carefully and carefully counted several times. This was a smile, and quickly returned to Su Ming’s side, holding the bag, and the eyes showed a strong light.

"It’s made, it’s made, he’s grandma’s, this way, the grandfather, I’m getting bigger!!”

In the tens of thousands of monks respected, in their inner eccentricities, Su Ming and his entourage gradually left, surrounded by a quiet, no one spoke, but from time to time people looked sideways at the bald crane.

The ancestors of the fire were originally standing next to the bald-headed cranes. At this moment, they subconsciously stepped back a few steps. The inner feelings were up. If the dark passages were changed, how could they have a billion-eight billion? This bald hair lingered for a long time, as long as ten Wan, the result is that the other party has given a lot, too shameful...

Su Ming simply closed his eyes and sat down with his knees. The bald-headed crane behind him was still counting the spar, and he turned a deaf ear until the crowd went out with the warship for a few days. Suddenly, the bald-haired crane sent out. With a screaming scream, the screaming sound suddenly caught the attention of all the monks around. When they immediately looked at it, they saw the bald-haired crane trembled and screamed.

"Damn, damn, he lied to me. This is not a million spar. There are still three missing. There are still three missing. I am going to die. Grandpa crane is going to die. How can I count it wrong? There are still three missing, my spar..." The bald-haired crane screams and screams, and the body seems to have lost what is the most precious thing in life.

"My lovely spar, my beautiful spar, a spar that is more important than my life, damn, I am going to die, I am really going to die."

After hearing the words of the bald-headed crane, everyone was silent again. Looking at the bald-headed cranes one by one, it was no longer weird, but a kind of respect.

They respect this one, and the persistence of the spar has replaced everything...the existence.

Especially the screams and chattering words of the bald-headed cranes have lasted for ten days, constantly persuading Su Ming to go back and go back to the stars, to go back to the three missing spar, this obsession The strength of everyone, let everyone be self-satisfied.

In addition, everyone looked at Su Ming’s eyes with an awe of an alternative. If they changed them, they would have been mad at the bald cranes. But Su Ming’s look is still the same, and it’s still from time to time. a few words of response...

In the end, even the ancestors couldn't stand it. The right hand grabbed it in his arms and took out three pieces of spar and handed it to the bald-headed crane.

"This is yours, this is not mine. If you give me three spar, I am missing three!!" The bald-haired crane grabbed the spar, and the sharp voice was still swirling.

Su Ming is already used to it. This is not the first time that a bald-headed crane has revealed its dedication to the spar.

Time passed slowly, and soon, nearly a month passed. These hundreds of warships galloped in the stars, passing through another piece of stars, and the search for bald-haired cranes was also more exciting than once. But even if it is, it is still attached to the three spars of the wrong number.

Until the distance from the morning, only seven days away, suddenly, Zhu Youcai behind Su Ming, his eyes from the eyes of the eyes, suddenly opened, revealing a touch of fine.

Then there was the bald-headed crane, and its lingering words stopped abruptly, and the ancestors of the fire-fighting ancestors flashed, and the scorpion scorpion, and all the eyes opened, revealing a gap.

These hundreds of war boats, in a flash, have a strong ray of light, and the nearly 10,000 monks on it are also a moment of solemnity.

The eyes of all people are at this moment, falling on a star in front.

To be precise, it is not a star, it is a huge egg!

Its appearance is full of muddy feelings, such as a huge rock, so it looks like a star, but in fact, this is a huge egg.

The pressure on it, the powerful let Zhu Youcai open his eyes, can be seen in the life of the birth of the powerful, surrounded by this huge egg, now there are dozens of monks, standing floating one by one, hands embraced Shoulder, sneer at the coming Su Ming and his party.

On the huge egg, sitting on a young man, the young man was naked, holding a bone in his hand, biting in his mouth, his hair was scattered, and his body had a primitive and savage breath. Squinting and looking at the hundreds of battle boats.

"A big platoon, you are the one who has never met before, but has become the path of the descendants of His Royal Highness." The young man’s eyes were like a knife, and after sweeping through the battle boat, they fell on Su Ming. Body.

Between the words, he bit the broken bone in his hand. After eating it all, his right hand picked up the star robe around him. After wiping his hand on it, he touched his mouth again, looking at each other and not angering himself. The meaning of Wei, suddenly revealed in his body without reservation.

"I saw you among the many grandfathers, but I still don't come to see you. When you were a grandson, you didn't dare to see me. You will go back and ask your dead mother, in the rainy night a thousand years ago. Still can't remember the old man's way!

What are you counting, roll over! ”

"Dao Feifeng, he is..." Xu Hui's eyes narrowed and he was about to introduce to Su Ming. Su Ming faintly opened his mouth.

"Hold his head in the head of my battle boat and bring it back to the morning!" (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)

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