Revival of the Gods

Speaking of this, Jiuxia stopped for a moment, and looked at the distance. The tone actually gave birth to a trace of ambiguity: "At that time, the plan of the Terran was based on this thought of Xiaocheng, with the three major cities as the meridians, and the city around the three major cities. And the sects of the roots, thus forming the human power, the creation of the door ... also reopened the mountain on the Optimus Peak not far away! Only the three major cities have just stabilized, the younger sister is aware of the opportunity, immediately looking for the sects of the sorcerer... I can’t think of it, but In the blink of an eye, Xiaocheng has been so...is broken..."

In the nine-summer tone, Xiao Hua is also a bit embarrassed, because not far from the land, a big city stands in the sun, although the city is high, there are distortions of the light and shadow around the wall, but the bluestone of the wall is incomplete, and some places collapse. An unspeakable defeat can not be concealed even in the sunshine.

"Oh..." Xiaohua sighed and said, "When Xiaomou saw this big city last time, it just broke out, like a sprout grows up, and the second sight is goodbye, it has reached the end..."

"Sister husband is okay..." Nine summers faintly said: "This is Xiaocheng... It is the place where Xiaomei lived. When it was full, the sky was full of armored monks, and there was a lot of heavy martial arts. Excited and excited in the eyes of people, this is their root, their holy place..."

Just said here, Xiao Hua turned to look at one place, but saw that a large flying boat was flying up, and there were more than a hundred young monks standing on the flying boat. The current middle-aged monk looks like a building. Base, he pointed to the distant city, shouted: "You wait to see clearly, this is the famous Sanxiao City! When we first entered the Wan Yao world, it was in this holy city, this is also the demon world. The first city! It is the holy city of my monks..."

After hearing the "Holy Land" and "Holy City" twice, Xiao Hua’s face finally showed a smile. He did not like others to engrave him in the heart, but people can remember his goodness. He is finally gratified.

"Uncle Shi..." A refinery disciple with excitement on his face, said with courage, "This... in the holy city of Xiao, can... can the statue of Xiaozhenren? The disciple grew up listening to the legend of his old man. I have never seen the appearance of his old man. This time, I explained that my disciples came to the Holy City to pay homage to Xiaozhen, and must... can see the true appearance of his old man?"

"Explaining the Emperor?!" Xiao Hua brows a pick, and instantly thinks of a small sect he has seen in Qufu Xianmeng from the Wan Yaojie to the Yilin.

The Zhuji monk shook his head and said: "There is a sculpture of Xiaozhen in the Holy City. However, the building of the door was built in the Tiantian Peak of the Tiantian Peak, and the Xiaozhen sculpture was sent to the Taoist Palace for worship. Today, this holy city is not seen. !"

"That..." The refining disciple asked quickly, "Would we go to Qingtianfeng this time?"

"Qing Tianfeng?" The Zhuji monk turned his head and looked in one direction. He shook his head again. "There is not peace there. I should not go this time..."

"Uncle Shi!" Another refining disciple has long been intolerant. At this time, he raised his hand and asked, "The disciple heard that the tian dynasty of the Tiantian Peak was attacked by the demon of the Wan Yao in the early years. When it was, the top ten St. Qi gathered, suddenly shot the killing of millions of disciples, the Daoist Palace, and the statue of Xiaozhenren were destroyed at that time, even if we went there, still... can you see?"

"This..." The foundation-based monk scratched his head and smiled bitterly. "This matter is not to be told by the old man. You are also clear that this is the most shameful day for my people in the Wanxue world. It is called the creator of creation! My people The monk's mainstay was actually killed by the demon lord, and... and my sects did not go to help the demon to resist the demon. However, things have been more than 10,000 years, what happened at that time, who do not know either……"

"Uncle Shi, Shi Shu..." Another temper disciple raised his hand and asked, "The disciple heard that there is another name in San Xiaocheng called Xiaocheng, isn't it?"

“Absolutely not!” The foundation-based monk shook his head affirmatively and replied, “Sheng Xiaocheng is the holy city of Xiao, in order to commemorate Xiao Zhenren, and also to inherit the name of Xiao Zhenren’s name on the holy list, Xiao Sheng. As for your mouth’s so-called Nian Xiaocheng is a legend of the common people, and regards the holy city as the name to commemorate Xiao Zhenren..."

"Oh..." At this time, an iridescent burst through the air, a woman dressed in a neon dress sings a cold voice, "What do you know about a small building base? Who said that there is only one holy city in the holy city. The name? Who said that Xiaocheng is not the name of the holy city?"

"The younger generation explained Zhai Jinyiming..." The Zhuji monk saw the female repairer and hurriedly stopped the flying boat and went to the court. "I have seen the predecessors."

"Well..." The female practitioner did not pay attention to the meaning of Jin Yiming. She snorted and physique flew again.

But at this time, Jin Yiming’s neck was hard and said: “But the younger generation said to Xiaoxian, who did not dare to agree!”

"Oh?" The woman repaired her, and her body figure flew down thousands of feet and fell next to Jin Yiming. Cold and cold, "Do you have anything to agree with?"

"The younger generations, like all the people in the Wanxue world, are all fascinated by the truth of Xiaozheng's salvation. Therefore, since childhood, they have come to explain the cultivation of the ancestors. According to the elders in the door, Xiaozheng also explained to me that there was a cause and effect, and I explained Zong is also strong because of Xiaozhenren..." Jin Yiming's double fists are slightly sloppy, one word and one sentence, "The younger generation is deeply interested in Xiaozhen's deeds. Zong Nei, and even the records of the younger generation in the league have been familiar with it, but the younger generation can be clear. Telling the predecessors, all the books, called the holy city called St. Xiaocheng, never said Xiaocheng one..."

The woman repaired Jin Yiming’s stubbornness, and was so angry and funny. He asked: “Have you heard the name Xiaocheng?”

"This..." Jin Yiming hesitated ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ retorted, "The younger generation only said classics..."

"I asked if you have heard of it, you just have to answer, or not..."

"There is..." Jin Yiming is helpless and can only answer.

Behind him, a group of refining disciples could not withstand the pressure of the Yuan Ying female repair, and some of them were shivering, and no one dared to speak.

The female repair did not seem to think so much, and did not receive the pressure, but cold and cold: "Look, there is still! Not all the records are correct, many things are recorded in the hearts of the people, not in the books Well, I will ask you again, what does it mean to read Xiaocheng’s mourning?

At this time, there have been some monks flying around, and several monks and Xiao Hua and Jiu Xia generally stop in the air!

"This fairy..." A man of the same Yuan Ying, said, "Reading Xiaocheng, isn't it just to commemorate Xiao Sheng?"

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