Urban Young Fairy

Dan medicine into the body.

The five nourishing spirits are turned into a warm current, flowing into the meridians.

In the Juling well on the Linling platform of Lin Yidan Tian, ​​along with the operation of the foundation of the avenue, a sigh of aura overflowed from it, slowly warming the flesh and blood of Lin Yizhen.

But wherever the aura is, it is to let Lin also send out a burst of crisp sounds, and each sound is soft, so that the bones and meridians are more and more solid.

Lin also closed his eyes and knees around the body. The air within five meters, in a gentle form, gradually gathered into a wind blade visible to the naked eye. Those wind blades circling around Lin's body, circling and condensing.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, bringing out a burst of whistling sound.

At the end of the day, the wind blade became a sword, and Lin was surrounded by all the clouds.

This sword is like a certain rule, and it is protected by Lin.

Jiangcheng left home, one room.

Zuohe and Zuoshan stood on the sidelines, looking at the man in front of him with a white shirt and a beard.

The age of a man is not small, but his posture is as tall as a sword, but at a glance, it makes people feel endless.

"Master Mo Yang, there are four days from the time you agreed with the master of Haizhou."

Zuo He respectfully respected the left mountain, and looked at the left mountain. He saw the left mountain and quickly went forward. He held a wooden box in his hand: "Master Mo Yang, this is our day. It’s hard to collect a 200-year-old veteran, which is said to have the power to improve blood and blood, and please smile!"

He opened the wooden box and quietly lay a half-slap-sized sallow ginseng. The ginseng's shape looked like a closed baby.

Moyang’s gaze was swept away, and the ginseng was in his hand and looked a few times.

When he was still not speaking, the ginseng in his hand was directly in the eyes of Zuohe and Zuoshan, and it was made into a dust and scattered in the room.

"This……"

Zuohe and Zuoshan were surprised.

"This level of ginseng is of no use to me. I have entered the Xuan Xuan from King Kong and have been awake for a few decades under the Tianchi of Changbai Mountain. I finally want to understand a truth."

Moyang glanced at them, turned and walked slowly into the courtyard behind him.

At this moment, the snow outside the house, the world is lonely.

Outside the left family, although there are countless masters gathered together, there are even more tigers and tigers, and the tigers and tigers who come with hatred, squatting in front of the door, waiting for a battle with Moyang, can be said to make the left family shine.

After Moyang entered the left house, he lived in a simple way, almost no communication with the outside world, and so on, but it was only a battle with the master of Haizhou.

Master Lin of Bohai State, revenge for Huang Longji, but it is only the only mind of Moyang.

"Master, what do you realize?"

Zuoshan saw Moyang master standing in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, snow falling from his side, bit by bit, and even more heroic heroic, can not help but curious to ask.

"The so-called martial arts, nothing more than to use fists and feet to strengthen themselves, such as external strength, internal strength, and even the King Kong, relying on a variety of herbs to temper themselves, coupled with intensive martial arts, it is enough to have an achievement."

Moyang's tone is faint: "I have also been like a myriad of martial artists, young and prosperous, looking for masters of various roads, proving themselves, but also proving their own martial arts."

"When I was fifteen, I officially studied martial arts. At the age of sixteen, I went to Jinfeng at the age of eighteen. At the age of twenty, I stepped into King Kong and went to the age of forty, and stepped into the peak of a diamond."

"I have been here for the rest of my life. I have defeated a hundred and sixty people, and there are sixty-four insiders. There are only five people in the world of King Kong."

"The five people were called the strongest King Kong at that time. They were defeated by me one by one, and they attracted many people to worship. But my realm has always been in the ranks of King Kong, stagnating, and it is difficult to enter."

"I have also sought countless panacea, trying to break the threshold of King Kong, but finally ended in failure."

"For decades, Wuwu Road, from the moment I went out of Tianchi, still stays at the peak of a product."

Having said that, Mo Yang has a slight tone.

His eyes were calm, the old well had no waves, and he looked at the snow falling from the sky.

"Master Mo Yang, what do you mean, you have not broken the threshold of King Kong?"

Zuo He’s heart jumped and asked carefully.

Moyang went out, and everyone in the world thought that he had entered the Xuan Xuan and entered another realm that was moving.

Now that Zuohe heard about Moyang’s words, there was a bit of emptyness in the bottom of his heart.

"Before today, it is true." Moyang nodded. "This is also the time for a battle with Master Haizhou, part of the reason for the day of February 14."

Speaking of this, Moyang’s words were slightly circulated, and then slowly opened: “But today, I finally understood the mystery of Xuan Xuan.”

" Although Xuan Xuan is still related to hammering the bones, but the relationship is far less big."

"But anyone who can enter the peak of King Kong has reached the limit that they can reach. Unless there is the aid of Tianmu Dixuanqi, the upper limit is there."

"And pointing to Xuan..."

Moyang stepped forward and gently flipped his right hand.

He looked at his fingertips, which is the tip of his right index finger.

Zuohe and Zuoshan are somewhat unclear, but they can see that Moyang, pointing out, moving toward the snow in the air, go away.

"The so-called refers to Xuan, is to use external strength to borrow external strength, everything is powerful, powerful is the essence, to the strength and strength, by the power of heaven and earth, for their own use, the calculation refers to Xuan."

"One finger is mysterious, it is probably like this."

Moyang’s words fell.

The snow that was touched by his fingertips suddenly stagnate in the air, followed by many snowflakes in front of Moyang. The snowflakes entangled and depended on each other and formed in the air. A snowy white snow bridge!

The snow bridge from the courtyard, toward the extension exhibition, in the air, more snowflakes continue to condense, it is as if there is any force in the general.

Mo Yang looked up and looked at the bridge of snow in front of him. He stepped on the bridge.

"This... this is..."

Zuohe and Zuoshan had big eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of them. Their throats were dumb and they couldn’t speak for a while.

The white snow bridge that goes through the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ starts from the ground and runs between the heavens and the earth.

Moyang stepped on the bridge and every step fell. His front was to extend a new snow bridge, as if it were endless.

"Look! What is that!"

"Someone! Someone on the bridge!"

"Master Mo Yang, Master Mo Yang!"

Beyond the left family, countless people, they looked up, looked at the sky, and looked at it, that is, seeing Moyang carrying his hands and walking slowly, like the gods.

The world is quiet and there is a lot of traffic.

"Moyang!"

Not far away, an old man wearing a black cotton bat, looks quite a bit feminine, looking at the snow bridge above the sky, his face stunned.

On this day, Master Mo Yang came out from the left home of Jiangcheng.

Under the heavy snow, enter the finger Xuan.