Too Early

The red refining son looked at all the way in the valley, taking advantage of everything arranged here, and praised it. . .

The Valley has been thoroughly leveled and rehabilitated into a place suitable for people to settle down.

A sturdy stone house, a huge military field, a ‘medical’ field that’s wrong, and a large animal farm built at the foot of the mountain...

Everything is in order.

There is also a small defensive array on the outer periphery.

But what surprised him the most is that there is a ‘Ling’ Tianling Stone Mine with a full area of ​​100 acres.

There are always too early teaching disciples, tired and panting to carry a piece of long strip of Lingshi to the Lingshi mine, the code is neat.

A stock of strong spirits, constantly lingering above the Lingshi mine.

Just sniffing a bite, the red refining son feels refreshing, and the unspeakable **** is refreshing.

"Good... good!" Chi Shuangzi was shocked. Everything here greatly overturned his guesses about the situation of the early people when he broke into the ancient tomb.

Not only did they not be wiped out by the whole army, but more than 70 people who survived, they survived under the leadership of Qin Haoxuan.

Moreover, those early-teaching disciples who carried the Lingshi, one person can actually lift the Lingshi, which is more than three feet long, is simply incredible.

To know the weight of the stone, it can be a hundred times heavier than the ordinary black iron.

After all, a piece of slap-sized Lingshi is full of weight.

These three-footed Lingshi, I am afraid that only the disciples who have reached the forty-six leaves of Xian Miaojing will be able to take them away with ease.

But... Nowadays, this group of early-teaching disciples who raise the Lingshi, the realm of strength seems to be the same as the 20-leaf of the seedlings... This is a bit exaggerated!

These guys, how have they become the same metamorphosis with Qin Haoxuan's little beast?

Akasaka did not look at Qin Haoxuan by surprise. The latter ‘揉’ the ‘揉’ nose. After guessing the idea of ​​the 赤炼子, he was proudly thrown to the 赤炼子 a ‘how? I am not very good at the eyes.

"Make it up, I have to go." In the eyes of Chi Lianzi, he was surprised. His mouth continued to maintain his "derogatory" to Qin Haoxuan. He walked leisurely and said: "Being a natural Tang Dynasty master, do this. To the point, it’s barely qualified. There are still many places to improve...”

"Please ask the elders of the refining son to give a good guidance. There are still some shortcomings in this small village. Hao Xuan can correct it immediately." Qin Haoxuan suddenly asked for a fist and bent over.

The blue veins on the 'door' of the red refining brain have been raised at this moment. They just installed the 'forced'. The layout of the array is in front of their own hands, and they are not able to get it. !

The red refining son stared at Qin Haoxuan, and felt more and more that this little beast was 'too bad'. In order to let himself go out, he actually showed such a respectful and sincere confession!

This little beast, when is this respect for this seat! Now it looks like this... What else can you do besides making Laozi ugly?

"Ah..." Chi Shouzi raised one of his arms and stretched out, lazily saying: "This seat is suddenly tired, wait for the rest of the seat... and then...say...say..."

Chi refining son wanted to say that after the rest of the retreat, he would guide again, and suddenly he was afraid that Qin Haoxuan’s little beast would wait for his own ‘door’ and give himself a chance to be embarrassed. How can it be?

Qin Haoxuan looked at the performance of the red refining son. The film was tossed for a long time before it was tossed out. It’s also a punishment for the remnant of the king of the king. It is also improved in the way of the law. .

"Hey?" The vision of Chi refining son fell on a passing disciples of the early emperor. He said in his mouth: "The repair of this person should be more than twenty leaves, but it is suppressed by the power of the heavens and the earth. If it can leave In this world, his repairs will skyrocket in the short term. That is also... that... that, and that..."

The red smelt suddenly found out... every disciple here is like this.

"I think so too..." Qin Haoxuan replied with a natural look: "After all, everyone's leaves are all seven veins..."

Seven veins! The footsteps of the red smelter were condensed in the air, and the whole person stopped in the same place as the petrochemical.

All are seven veins? The red smelt turned to look at Qin Haoxuan, and he suddenly found that this kid is getting worse and worse! I don’t have to say it all, I have to say it a little bit, and I am happy when I scare myself a little.

"How do you do it?" Chi Shuizi couldn't help but ask questions. After all, the fact that the leaves are generally not able to change a few veins after birth, this group of early disciples naturally does not have such a good gift. The seven possible, the only possibility is that the day after tomorrow has changed.

Yes, it is the king of the king should not be able to do it, otherwise... this spell should have been passed down.

"I told them about the little things I felt in Xian Wang." Qin Haoxuan was very satisfied with the expression of the red refining son. He shrugged and said nothing: "Maybe the last moment before the death of the old man, the old man, what is there? Strange sentiment? Let me feel lucky, and then tell them about it... plus the help of my refining and edifying, the help of the qi, Dan, one by one, unite and love each other, daily 'crossing' The fairy tales and the cultivation experience, this is the strength of each one."

“Pure Yang Xianwang Avenue?”

The red smelt suddenly found that he wanted to kill Qin Haoxuan. This kid had never seen such good luck before. How did he get to the rear after repairing it, and luck suddenly became better?

“Is it interested to hear?” Qin Haoxuan gave a rehearsal look to the red refining son: “My gods are far superior to the general immortals. Although you are just a little fairy tree, God knows that you can grow up, and you can Accept my knowledge of God..."

Little fairy tree? The red refining son feels that his nose is mad, and the mouth of this little animal is really getting poisonous!

However... look at the road of Chunyang Xianwang... The red refining son decided... to endure! That's right! Forbearance!

The corpse of the pure Yang Xian Wang, the body is surrounded by the atmosphere of the avenue, even if it is just a ‘meat’ eye. It is the chance of Tianda. The opening of the teachings of the early teachings is only the peak of the fairyland, which has created a huge millennium foundation.

"Since you want to tell the old man about your encounter with the fairy king..." Chi refining coughed and said: "That said to the old man, see what the old man had heard after listening, then it is good." Point and point you."

Qin Haoxuan’s heart is a bitter smile, this old thing! It’s really a face to die, and at this point I’m still loading it with me! Ok... let's put it in casual clothes... Who makes you a predecessor of the beginning, who let you know when you are being chased by someone, knowing that you will fight for death and still be in my head.

The one-eyed eye of the red refining son is blooming and shining, and there is still a half-point to want to recuperate.

Indeed, the avenue of Chunyang Xianwang is too big for the temptation of 赤炼子.

When you arrive at the immortality of the fairyland, the road is slow and it is difficult to go to the sky. It is difficult to get a little bit of 'fine'. It often takes a few years or even decades to get through the feelings of any heart. Practice.

Moreover, the problem of repairing immortals is more difficult than before. If you can hear and understand the road of pure Yang Xianwang, if he can get any inspiration from it, it is endless benefits.

In this way, a large pig's hoof is tempted, and even if the red smelt is conserved, it will inevitably flow out of the ugly appearance.

"Go, go to my room." Qin Haoxuan said in front of the road: "My fifteen to twenty pieces of fairy leaves still have some pure Yang Xian Wang breath, you can feel the sentiment."

Chi refining this time did not have the strength to continue to bicker with Qin Haoxuan, all ‘fine’ gods are on Xianwang Avenue.

Qin Haoxuan returned to the room and sat on the ground, and the scent of Dantian swayed, giving off a little brilliance.

One of them was above the fairy leaf, and the golden little man sitting on the side flew out and hung in front of the elder of the red refining son.

Huanghuang merchants, Haohao ‘swing’ ‘swing’, as if the ancient dynasty that lasted in the ancient times, from the top of the flat-topped golden crown, the non-stop lingering.

No amount of light, it is constantly emanating from it.

Although this light is very small ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ small to the 'meat' eye is difficult to distinguish, but in Qin Haoxuan's knowledge, but the light is shining, covering the sky.

The whole world has disappeared, only this little man, and the infinite light of it.

In the eyes of Akori, the same is true.

The red smelt is obsessed with the light of this little man, and every light as long as it is contaminated with the outside world will cause the shock of the space law to sway and resonate.

A melodious sound of melodious clarity.

It seems to be a dragon '吟', as if the fairy is singing, as if the stars are shaking, and it seems like a hundred flowers are blooming, as if the thin beads fall in the morning, it is like an ant whisper...

The world's Vientiane, all kinds of wonderful sounds from the moment the golden villain appeared, they appeared in front of the red smelt.

Every syllable, as if it were the essence, actually ran into his body along the ‘hair’ hole of the red refining.

"This... Xianwang Avenue!"

Chi refining son's 'radical' and surprised to stare at the little man in front of him, into the fascinating sounds of his body, as if the endless cool blue 'wave', began to wash his heart because of doubts and confusion, The scars such as the demons condense into scars.

He seems to have heard that he has not been half an inch for many years, and is covered up by dust. It is like a stone heart. At this moment, he suddenly sees signs of looseness...

In the consciousness of the red refining son, he violently ‘shot’ a sacred light of the sacred god, and wandered around the golden villain sitting in the void.

The innumerable light of the whole villain weakened a little, and turned out a little more than ten times smaller, and was absorbed into the Dantian by the red smelt.

For a while, on the sacred species of the red smelting dantian, there was a little gold villain, sitting shut and staring at the endless avenue of the avenue...

On the sacred species, there is a scent of the celestial king, and the red smelt is suddenly treasured.