Start The Martial Forest Myth, Promote The World To Ascend

When a true saint comes out, he can smash the world into pieces with one palm, round and flat the earth at will, and smash the void when the disaster is over.

The Martial God Spirit Emperor is here, just the cover of coercion can make Shenghua tremble, and with a sigh, the whole planet is gone.

Not to mention the fairy god design above the Martial God Lingdi.

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no fun!

Therefore, Shenghua must be transformed, it must be big and hard!

Thus, the Yinzhou plan came into being!

Of course, the current Kyushu plan is still shabby compared to the great world of the gods, but Rome was not built in a day.

Although the current Shenghua has a bit of a foundation, it still can't stand ~ more toss.

Take your time, operate step by step, slowly expand Kyushu, expand [world view.

After all... No one knows whether the current San Hua State is the complete San Hua State, and there are many stories behind it that can be excavated.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Xiao Ran heard a melodious and moving singing from the public.

Its singing voice is clear and soft, and its unique opera style brings the girl's Yuan Zhuan and charming.

Xiao Ran turned around, and a special attic came into view.

Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion!

If Xiao Ran guessed correctly, this should be that kind of ancient characteristic industry.

But it doesn't have those Yingying Yanyans at its gate, presumably it is different from the ordinary ones, and belongs to a higher class.

It is said that in this type of building, those women have been carefully selected, all of them are of excellent appearance and beauty, and they have learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, are knowledgeable in books and principles, dance in writing, and are also understanding!

If it wasn't for their humble status, they would still be ladies of the family.

So the dignitaries love this kind of high-end place, they often come here to have fun, and occasionally they will take some of their favorite Qing Huan back to be concubines.

This model is like the Yangzhou skinny horse that was popular in Xiao Ran's previous life in ancient times! But compared to the passive and helpless Yangzhou skinny horse, the Zangxiang Pavilion model is more like another way of survival for poor people.

Xiao Ran actually didn't know much about these things, but Xiao Qing often went to places like Xinghualou, and after hearing Xiao Qing talk about it, Xiao Ran knew a little bit about it.

It's a good place for entertainment, full of luxury and corruption!

Thinking about it, Xiao Ran walked into the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion.

It doesn't matter if it's for fun or not, he just wants to see how corrupt it is.

Walk into the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion.

A servant came in front of him.

The servant took a look at Xiao Ran.

It looks strange, unlike the regular customers of Cangxiang Pavilion, it should be a newcomer, I don't know if there is an admission certificate.

The Cangxiang Pavilion is a place for dignitaries to entertain, and they are full of famous people. Naturally, an admission certificate is required. Otherwise, anyone will be allowed in. Then what is the difference between their Cangxiang Pavilion and a brothel?

It not only affected the reputation of Zangxiang Pavilion, but also affected the mood of the nobles.

But the servant saw that Xiao Ran had an extraordinary demeanor and was dressed luxuriously. At first glance, he was the son of a rich family, and ordinary rich families could not raise such a good son in troubled times, so his status must be not low!

He has been guarding the goal for many years, and he still has some eyesight, so he wisely didn't stop Xiao Ran from asking for an admission certificate.

He came up to greet him, "My lord, the younger one is the servant of the Cangxiang Pavilion, if you need anything, just tell the younger one directly.

"Judging from your appearance, it should be your first time here?"

The servant looked at Xiao Ran as if a little unnatural, and he understood in his heart that young people have thin skins.

The first time is uncomfortable, just get used to it.

So he said, "May I give you some recommendations?"

"The girls here, some of them are good at poetry, some are good at painting and ink painting, and some are good at all kinds of chess..."

Xiao Ran stopped and pointed to the book on the table in front of him with a strange expression.

The servant understood, "Oh! So you came here for this book."

"I have to say, this book is really well written! It is a rare masterpiece in the flower market in recent years!"

"The wonderful feelings in it are written delicately, and the gentleness of the woman is written in such detail as water. The words and brushwork are so clever that it makes people blush and think about it. "The master's brushwork is really amazing!"

The servant said, "This book, our Zangxiang Pavilion also bought it from the immortal cultivator by chance. The quantity is very small. Currently, only our Zangxiang Pavilion has it."

The servant was talking about it endlessly.

Xiao Ran quickly flipped through the pages with a strange expression on her face.

…………… Ask for flowers…

Very familiar!

"...She suddenly felt hot, and the young Daoist in front of her took advantage of her..."

It really is this one!

Good guy, you Zhu Zhilun wrote it until it was published!

After confirming, Xiao Ran went through it again.

After a while, Xiao Ran put away her hands with red ears.

talent!

Reward!

Hanging Mountain.

The young Daoist finished his day's practice and let out a long breath.

Then, he left the bamboo house and went to the main peak of Hanging Mountain.

When the Taoist priests on the main peak saw Daoist coming, they hurriedly saluted respectfully, "I have met my little uncle!"

"Good afternoon, little uncle!"

When some Taoist priests saw Daoist coming, they hurriedly hid the book in their arms deeper, and their faces became swollen.

They read this kind of book in broad daylight, if the junior uncle found out, wouldn't they feel insulted and expelled from the school?

Alas, I made a mistake, I should have found a place to read it secretly, because this book is so well written!

All the young Taoist priests lowered their heads, not daring to look at the little master uncle, for fear of being discovered.

But the young Daoist didn't say anything, his face was expressionless, he just glanced at a few people and nodded in response.

After that, I hurried to the Great Hall Of The Sect on the main peak.

If he doesn't leave, he won't be able to stretch himself.

The disciples breathed a sigh of relief, found a corner, and gathered together to read again.

The young Daoist arrives at the main hall.

In the main hall, the old Head Teacher of Xuankong Mountain saw him coming, and said straight to the point, "Here we come, sit down quickly.

"I'll wait for you."

"Brother is so anxious, is it because he is going to die, and finally officially handed over Fengkong Mountain to me?"

The old Head Teacher twitched the corners of his mouth, "No, Sacred Land and Mozong have discussed it, and they plan to hold a Xianwu Conference to stimulate the young people and encourage them to work hard, so that they can become the leaders of Sanhua State as soon as possible."

"The old Taoist intends to ask you to be in charge of the preparations for my Xuankong Mountain's Immortal Martial Arts Conference, and to hand it over to Sacred Land.

Hearing this, the young Daoist just let out an oh.

The corners of the old Head Teacher's eyes twitched, you bastard!