Revival of the Gods

The monk flew out, and the hand, a big hand, blocked the nine summers and Xiao Hua, and the cold and cold road; "Does the friends stop, can there be a tribute?"

"No!" Jiu Xia simply answered.

"That's a shame!" The monk released the thoughts of the two men and knew that they were all pure human Taoist repairs. Therefore, although the tone was cold, but there was no meaning of expulsion, he said, "This is the place where my human race passed. The sect of the sect, can't enter, please return the friend!"

"The land of the Terran Passage?" The nine-year-old eyes and the eyes of the people, "I remember that this is some of the effort left by the disciples, and when did it become a forbidden place?"

"You??" The monk looked up and down the nine summers and thought about it, "You are..."

"I am a nameless generation!" Jiuxia knows that Xiao Hua is not happy with publicity, so her attitude towards others is extremely low-key. Hearing the monk asking himself, he laughed. "But it was... I have been to Xiaocheng before, now ......"

In the summer of nine, I turned to look at Xiao Hua, and there was a satisfying smile on my face. I said, "Let’s take a look at it now, he is... the second time to come to the Wan Yao world!"

Yuan Ying’s monk looked at Xiao Hua, but he was really puzzled. Because Xiao Hua looks like a mortal, or is flying with Jiu Xia, can look at Xiao Hua's unremarkable eyes. Yuan Ying's first feeling tells himself that this person is definitely not simple.

However, nowadays the masters of the Terran are in the Wanxuan world. The four major branches of the Zhoudao Road have been dying and cannot be imagined. This person is the second time to get up in the Wan Yao world. Is it Russau and Buddhism master?

"Forget it..." Xiao Hua waved. "Since it is forbidden, then don't watch it!"

"I am really sorry!" Yuan Ying’s face squeezed a smile and said, “Since...the day has become a relic. In order to protect it, I will wait for the way I don’t want it. ......"

"What day???" Xiaohua's eyes lit up, and some delighted.

"Boom..." Yuan Ying’s monk glanced at Xiao Hua’s eyes. There was a sudden rush of light in his eyes. In a moment, he felt that there was an unspeakable heat flow in his mind. He seemed to see hope. Seeing the sun, it is better to see distant memories!

"Yes...is the gate of creation..." The Yuan Ying monk was ecstatic, and his tone was a bit stuttering.

Waiting for him to finish, "Hey..." After Xiao Hua, a red light rushed to the air, and a slightly sorrowful voice rang like a thunder: "Is there anything I dare not say? It is the day when the gates were destroyed." That is the creator of creation! It was after that sunset, I was closed here, I was unable to stop the shame of the Terran, I can’t stop the destruction of the door, but... I have the ability to pass the Taoist inheritance. Down, I am also obliged to tell the history of the creation of the door, the period of the human race to fight against the demon's honor to tell the younger generation..."

"骁师...师祖..." Yuan Yingxiu looked at the man who was flying, and hurriedly prayed.

Xiao Hua turned to look at it and saw that it was a fit male repair. Although Xiao Hua did not know this male repair, but looking at the male repair, the three-point appearance is similar to that of dry Di Heng, and the arrogant temperament is similar to the seven-point dry day. Xiao Hua smiled.

The man took a look at Xiao Hua and helped the Yuan Ying monk. Suddenly he was surprised: "Hey? Xiyang, you...you have to break through the late Yuan Ying? This...this is not seen for ten years..."

“No?” Yuan Xiu’s monk named Xiyang accompanied the laughter. “When the ancestors made a joke to the younger generation? Since the ancestors went out to travel, the younger generations have been on duty in the temple...”

Just said here, Xiyang suddenly gave birth to a red light in the eyebrows, and immediately there was a red light above the top door like a bubble!

Xiyang exclaimed: "How is it possible?"

"Bunny scorpion..." The ancestors didn't have a good kick on Xiyang's body, yelling, "Isn't you going to find a place to retreat? I told you earlier, for the sake of the Taoist Palace... I got the favor of Xiaozhen people!"

"Yes, yes..." Xiyang’s face gave birth to a rare ecstasy. He turned and bowed to the water curtain, and he was grateful in his mouth. "Xiao Zhenren, the sacred door of the great sage, the disciple Xiyang thank you for the gift of the predecessors, disciple After I am distracted, I will also ask the Zongmen, and I must find time to come over and protect the Daoist Palace..."

After that, Xiyang took out a craft from his waist and handed it to Yan Shizu. "The disciple came to Shengxiao City in the past year. It is the magic weapon given by the ancestors. At this time, the disciple will say goodbye, and this magic weapon will be given to the ancestors!"

"Well, um, go back soon!" Yan Shizu took the instrument and smiled. "When your master sees you, you will be happy!"

Xiyang turned and looked at Xiao Hua. It was rare to suggest: "This friend, this is the ancestor of Emperor Leizong. If you want to go to the temple to pay tribute, first discuss with his old man, say no chance, no leave. !"

After saying that Xiyang urged the figure to fly away.

"Hey?" Jiu Xia did not understand, said, "How can he not retreat in the Daoist Palace?"

"Because he still does not have this qualification!" The monk named Cognac looked at the back of Xiyang and smiled. "He is just a monk who is here, not only him, but all of us... are not qualified! Here... ”

Speaking of this, Cognac took a deep breath, quite proudly said: "Only the disciples can make a retreat!"

"There are not all the doors to be destroyed. Where are the disciples coming to retreat!"

Xiao Hua’s words are not ridiculous.

"Daoyou is wrong!" Cognac to see Xiaohua~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even the gods are swept like the tide of the sea, seeing Xiaohua as if the rock is standing upright, he is just right, "the door is gone." However, the building gate has been rebuilt in our hearts! I can also tell you, I, even the Xiyang of the Kunlun School, we can all say... We are the disciples of the creation! No creation, Yu Leizong, Kunlun It’s gone!”

After that, I took a look at the waterfall, and gave a smile on my face. Then I said, "We are guarding...the Taoist system is the root of the road! The door is still in the doorway. Who dares to say that the door is broken? I can tell you how to slap the chest. Daoyou, Wan Yaojie does not have a custom door now, but it does not mean that there will be no creation door in the future. Say no day, on the Optimus Peak, the throne of creation will re-emerge with the golden light that shocks the Yaozu!"

"Well..." Xiao Hua smiled and looked at the cognac. "Are you a descendant of Di Heng?"

"Don't be close to the old man!" Cognac laughed. "Who doesn't know that the old man is a descendant of Diheng's ancestors? You want to enter the Taoist Palace to find opportunities, or to show your identity first, let the old man see if you are qualified. Not worth opening for you!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't get in!" After watching the ancients, Xiao Hua was in a good mood and said, "It's good to meet you. I will ask you first, hehe... can you have future generations?"