Too Early

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In short, this intrusion into the red dust, a huge harvest.

The shining brilliance of Qin Haoxuan’s body was slowly disappearing with the calming of his heart. However, there is still a wave of spiritual power in the surging, and there is a purple flash in the eyes, and the momentum is horrible.

He discovered that the surrounding villagers of Xianglu Village, which had been stunned and delighted, had been stunned and delighted.

"Upper... Shangxian, the small is the village head of the incense burner village, I don't know that the immortal is coming..." The old man screamed at Qin Haoxuan, his eyes flashed with strange light, pulling a boy from behind: "small I have a son, I want to... I want to ask Shangxian to see his qualifications. I don’t know if Shangxian will test it?"

In just two sentences, it exposed the greedy heart.

Qin Haoxuan's brows are slightly wrinkled, and they no longer look at the laity. The index finger sings out a few strange lines of trajectory in the void, and a rune seems to spread and spread in all directions.

In the twinkling of an eye, all the sounds around it disappeared and were shielded.

"Tsinghua, you are very good, still broken. Red dust, it seems to be very useful for you." Qin Haoxuan eyes are mild, looking at Cao Qinghua in front of him, suddenly felt the body of Cao Qinghua in Dantian The same.

"Thank you brother. If you didn't have enough brothers to give me so many panacea medicines in the early days of teaching, the disciples would not be able to emerge in the red dust." Cao Qinghua was very happy, but he was quite ashamed.

"This is your chance." Qin Haoxuan looked at Cao Qinghua with a deep impression.

The opportunity, like the qualifications and the heart, is also part of the cultivation of the immortals to climb the Supreme Avenue.

Qin Haoxuan himself is a weak disciple. If there is no opportunity to be attached to the body of a small snake, there are many opportunities to enter the Xiantao Valley. I am afraid that he will not have all kinds of difficulties if he wants to achieve today's achievements.

Therefore, for Cao Qinghua, he is very valued. From this person, he vaguely saw the shadow of his past.

Moreover, Cao Qinghua has far exceeded the capacity of ordinary people in some places, and is even stronger than his Qin Haoxuan.

"Brother, can I go back to the beginning?" Cao Qinghua, who was kneeling on the ground, asked with hope.

"If you can't enter the teaching, you can cultivate the fairy. Three thousand red dust, flooding. You are here to cultivate the fairy, as long as the heart is firm, the same is true." Qin Haoxuan heard the expectation in Cao Qinghua's words, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity." It is."

"Can't enter the early education, can you not see your brother again in the future?" Cao Qinghua's red eyes were covered with a layer of fog. He really misses those days in the nature hall, the lovely brothers and sisters who care for him, and the brothers Qin who have always had high hopes for him.

Qin Haoxuan sighed and did not answer his words. The consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly entered the mind of Cao Qinghua. In the above, he condensed a scripture and a paragraph of characters.

"This verse is "Panlong Shinto", which was left by the mighty people thousands of years ago. You are well trained. These characters are the refining methods of qi and qi, and some basics. The method of refining medicine of medicinal herbs. With your solid foundation in the early days of teaching, you will be able to read these things."

"...If you train to the 20th leaf of Xian Miaojing in the future, you can go to the battlefield of Qizhangyuan and look for those scattered and smothered. Although the Tongtianguan Alliance was beaten by the Taichu Church, it has not been completely riddled with roots. It should be still There is a lingering fear. The practice of Panlong Shinto is the need to hone in the constant battle...."

"In addition, after you practice this Dafa, it is also a way to go to overseas Tianzong in the future. Although they are regarded as evil, but pay attention to physical exercise, it is in line with your future path, there is merit. As long as your heart Don't be swallowed up by killing, you will have an achievement in the future..."

Qin Haoxuan’s voice was ethereal, and it sounded in Cao Qinghua’s mind, and he showed him the location of the Qizhangyuan battlefield and the path to the Ninja.

The method of "Panlong Shinto" is sure to be greatly surprised if other cultivators know it.

This is a strange cult of the ancient times, the things left by the ancestors of Panlong. This ancestor’s ancestor’s life was also evil. In the end, the body exercised to the body of King Kong, which was almost indestructible, and there was a fusion of the flesh and the body. It is even more in the body that there is no way to kill, it is really a hero, and everyone. ......

Qin Haoxuan’s words can be described as well-intentioned. If the general elders of the early education listened, they would naturally feel that it was a big mistake.

The purpose of the early education is to lead people to be good, where is there to persuade people to kill and to rely on evil repairs? However, Qin Haoxuan considered that Cao Qinghua's qualifications were too weak, but his heart was strong and courageous. This kind of person took the path of the ancient witch and evil cultivation, but it was better.

As long as he does not kill innocents.

In the heart of Qin Haoxuan, there is no such thing as a sect of the sects of the sects. Some of the sects of the sect of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sect of

Cao Qinghua was shocked all over the body, and suddenly there were countless mysterious characters in his mind. Every character and sentence had Qin Haoxuan’s voice on the side.

Although he didn't understand much about the "Panglong Shinto" and Witchcraft, he knew that this was a chance for Master Qin to give himself.

In the heart of Cao Qinghua's heart, there was a surge of warmth, and he quickly said: "Thank you brother!"

Cao Qinghua’s gimmicks again, this evangelism has lasted for two hours.

"After I teach you the Fa-French, you can go to the Qifeng Mountain in the nearby village, where you have not been occupied by the Sanchong. The nearby mountain peaks are the feng shui terrain of the "Returning to the Dragon", the spirits and the spirits gather together. Strong spirits, as long as you use the poly-matrix that you have taught from the beginning of the year to arrange the array method, it is a perfect place to practice." Qin Haoxuan once again stunned.

"Senior brother, great forever." Cao Qinghua's tears poured out again.

His heart is ups and downs, he can feel the mysterious and profound esoteric history of the scriptures, and it is definitely a strange book. Such a thing, Qin brothers easily taught him, how to teach Cao Qinghua not to be grateful? .

"You have the heart. As long as you practice well, we will definitely meet each other in the future." Qin Haoxuan gently patted Cao Qinghua's shoulder.

Qin Haoxuan is also really reluctant to be a qualified disciple. However, when Cao Qinghua was expelled from the early education, it was impossible to go back to the head. This is the rule of the early teachings. He will not think of any means for a while. Perhaps it would be better for Cao Qinghua to temporarily smash in the red dust.

"There are 10,000 pieces of the next three spirits, and there are ten one-of-a-kind stone. The other two are only the beasts of the forty-nine leaves of the immortality of the seedlings, and there are four "miles", as long as the input The power of the stone can be started, and the speed can be compared with the immortal tree in the blink of an eye... you bring it."

Qin Haoxuan couldn't help but say that he had sent a lot of Lingshi together with the python and the beast and the combination of the beast and the Wanli.

For the time being, he basically does not need these things, but it is very useful for Cao Qinghua.

Qin Haoxuan put everything into a small beggar from a scattered repair - a space ring with room size and room size was given to Cao Qinghua.

This is undoubtedly a big gift, and it has made Cao Qinghua excited and difficult, and he is more grateful and respectful to Qin Haoxuan.

After a while, Cao Qinghua trots into the wooden house where he lived, and he came out with a white-haired old man.

The old man apparently listened to some of the things that Cao Qinghua said about Qin Haoxuan. He was tearful and screamed and thanked Qin Haoxuan.

"Master, I am going to Xifeng Mountain with my aging mother now." Cao Qinghua is hard to hide.

"Go." Qin Haoxuan smiled slightly, and he did not look at the wrong person. Cao Qinghua and Pu Xiaoshun, the practitioner also took the aging mother, is a sentimental person.

Cao Qinghua went without two steps. Suddenly he stopped and carefully lowered his mother. When he turned back, he turned to Qin Haoxuan’s “Hey!” and he slammed three rings.

"The emperor is on the top. Although Cao Qinghua was repatriated as a sinner today, but Cao Qinghua will not forget that he is a very early teacher in his lifetime. In the early days, if the church is called, it will be fired in the oil pan. In, Cao Qinghua will definitely arrive!"

After saying ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ carefully carried the aging mother, rushing in the direction of the Qifeng Mountain.

Looking at Cao Qinghua's back with his old mother's staggered back, and gradually disappeared on the horizon, Qin Haoxuan suddenly felt something: "A good abandonment of the early education, Cao Qinghua... I don't know that the founding fathers of the early teachings were so big. Is it the same when teaching to drive out the sect and become a sin?"

"Hey, it’s a coincidence that I was born in the early days of the founding of the founder."

Seeing that Cao Qinghua is far away, Qin Haoxuan suddenly feels that there is a touch of reddish singular silk thread on the heart. Seeing that he should be integrated into his heart, God’s chanting is like a sharp blade, and the thread is crossed and cut.

The dark red silk thread twisted like a reptile and then played out.

"Is this parting?"

Qin Haoxuan has a sense of heart, no wonder that the red dust is three thousand troubles, and the silk is the devil. Experienced in the red dust, it is indeed infinitely tempered by the mood of the immortal.

The sky is empty and the haze is empty.

The cloud of layers of lead ink is stacked on top of each other, as if it will fall and fall at any time.

Feel the spirit of the body rolling, as if it is never exhausted. After breaking through the forty-two leaves of Xian Miaojing, Qin Haoxuan knew what it was.

Forty-two pieces of fairy leaves are inexhaustible to provide spiritual power to the semi-finished products of the wing of freedom. He does not feel any signs of exhaustion in spiritual consumption.

The power of the space seems to have lost its effect on him. The flapping of the light wing is a few thousand feet away.

Flying over the Wanli Mountain River overnight.

The state capitals, or bustling, or depressed, red and dust all over the front.

After crossing a few big rivers, the mountain gradually became more and more magnificent, and unconsciously entered the state of Xingguo.

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