Sword of Coming Chapter 495

At the moment, the two people who peeled off the mountain and the summer house were like a chess game that was unpredictable.

There are three choices. The two sides will fight one game in the dead. Only one party will benefit and lose, and it is very likely that they will die.

One party retreats, for example, Chen Ping chooses to bear the consequences of killing the summer slut, or the book is cheap and not sold, and does not spill dirty water on Chen Ping's head.

Or the two of them take a step back and leave the plate to get rid of the game. It is the so-called talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes. I will talk about it and make money. The two sides will turn the spear and point to the other five monsters.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you not a demon? Is it a ghost of black and white?"

The scholar patted the sleeves and didn't have a good air: "Living, living, being pure and masculine, like a fake. The previous means of demon, but it is to scare your side door, walk the rivers and lakes, no point to hide the identity How to make it."

Chen Pingan asked: "Then we will form an alliance? Let's go to the trouble of finding the dusty monarch?"

The scholar's eyes are weird.

Chen Pingan glanced at the white bones of the summer sluts. Some of them were clear. They didn't go to the road, and they meant to leak their feet.

Since the summer maiden is dead, this exfoliation cave house will not have a home, and there is no reason to enter the Baoshan and empty back. At first glance, it is not a monk who is good at housebreaking.

Chen Pingan transferred the topic and smiled and asked: "You are so deliberate, you must be familiar with the treasure house of this Guanghan Temple. This mountain is harvested, you and I have five or five points, how?"

The scholar shook his head and said: "In this mountain, three or seven points, you are three, seven, you are just watching the play on the wall, giving you three points, a lot. After the rest of the hills to kill the demon, look at their own high and low performance Size, and then make a decision."

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Four or six."

The scholar was hesitant, and finally showed a reluctant expression, pointing to the skeleton on the ground, saying: "The white bone of this summer lady, although not the kind of white jade bones of ghosts and ghosts, can take the sun and the moon in the ghost valley. The essence has been tempered for nearly a thousand years, and it has already been tempered by the golden branches and leaves of the immortals. It is slightly better than it is, and it is very cherished. After we give it to you, we will be three or seven points, and the rivers and lakes are righteous, is it enough?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "So hot things, after I accept it, it is equivalent to smearing yellow mud on my pants. Isn't it more worthwhile?"

Moreover, Yamazawa's most precious thing is naturally a demon.

Presumably, it has been swallowed by the book, and it has taken the biggest advantage early.

The scholar pretended to be awkward, patted his head and apologized: "I am ignoring it. OK, then four or six points, this white bone is left here. Go, I will take you to peel off the mountain treasures and search for treasures." The entrance was under the shack of the summer maiden. The mother-in-law was not high, but with the reward of the hoe, and the other five monsters, I still got a lot of treasures."

The scholars took the lead to enter the main house.

Chen Ping's sword behind the back of the sword, jumped down the wall, followed the scholar, just a wave of sleeves, he will gain the bones into the scales.

The scholar stopped turning and looked surprised.

Chen Pingan smiled and explained: "If you accidentally saw the peek of the mountain, it is not a bad thing. When it is time to stun the snake, and mistaken our next killing of the great cause, I still have to close it up first."

The book is angry and laughs: "So I have to thank you?"

If Chen Ping's resettlement is rumored and looks around, this extremely spacious boudoir is full of strange and precious things. However, the fat powder is heavier, and the murals are actually unsightly. The size of the **** palace is extremely large, and it has a height of one foot. In the men and women, the size of the jujube is not only the emperor yin-** palace, but also the ** 勾 青 青 青 其中 其中 其中 其中 其中 其中 , 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一In the practice room, there are also a lot of small beggars on the scrolls. These are probably the so-called gods books of Zhu.

The scholar was squatting on the huge shack, using a cleverness, slipping out a few feet, and there was no sound.

The scholar squatted on the ground, and the floor was inlaid with a round brilliant iron that was as bright as a mirror. As big as a water basin, the scholar looked down and looked at it.

The scholar turned his head and looked at it. He didn't fight for a place. Good guy, he's a coach. What is it like a comb, a soldier is too good. The green shirt ranger wearing the brawling, not to mention the six hidden figures of the hidden mysterious machine, was actually a bottle of cans on the dressing table of the summer slut, and the brain was in the bag. Oh, I have never seen money in this life? It's just that the scholar quickly turned his head and continued to look at the strange iron that was so dirty that it was like a mirror. There was a hint of gloom in the book's eyebrows. I knew that I would go into the treasure house of the Guanghan Temple and meet the real treasures. It's still so big to collect these insignificant items, isn't it a thing? A square inch of material can not have such a big appetite.

Chen Pingan still rummaged over the box and asked: "You first go to say that the summer maiden is a moon palace, what do you mean?"

The scholar gently wiped the edge of the "circular mirror" with one hand, while the fingers were squatting in the sleeves, and the mind kept talking. He replied casually: "There is a sun and a moon in the heavens and the earth, a yin-fine sect. It is said that there is a moon palace in the ancient heaven. It is called Guanghan. There are laurel trees, rabbits and cockroaches in the palace. They are the ancestors of the moon palace. They are cool and smoky, and they are scented and scented. Each of them is a god. It is the descendant of the moon palace. It is just like the tens of thousands of species of the dragon, the heights are different, the difference between the clouds and the mud, and the peeling of the mountain, it is a kind of moon palace kind of demon."

Chen Pingan praised: "You are learning to flood."

When the scholar studied the secrets of the Treasury, Chen Pingan did not go over it. No matter how to collect the treasures in the room, he was always ten steps away from him. It was an indication of an attitude.

Chen Ping picked up a rosewood chair and sat down.

After the scholar heard the words, he shook his head and said: "My life is also boundless, and the knowledge is boundless."

Chen Pingan said casually: "With the horizon, there is no end, and you are also."

The scholar turned his head and blinked his eyes.

Chen Pingan lifted Erlang's leg and twisted his wrist. He took out the jade bamboo folding fan that was given by Cui Dongshan and gently fanned the breeze.

The scholar had turned back and saw that he had stretched out a finger and tapped the mirror slightly. The circle was like the mirror on the moon, and some places began to rise slowly.

Eventually it became a palace-like building, such as the rising loft in the middle of the moon.

Chen Pingan quickly put away the folding fan into the square inch of things, and refused to take any taboos. He came to the scholar and stared at the original iron that was innocent. At that time, he looked at it with a glance, how to see it is a smooth mirror after the tempering, where to think Have this mystery? What makes Chen Pingping even more amazing, or even if he is concentrating on the present and staring at this thing, he still feels that the previous "fit" is too exaggerated. The scholar frowned, and shot again and again, and pushed back the palace with the closed door, and restored the appearance of the mirror. Chen Ping's eyes were inconspicuous, and he was so strange that there was such a wonderful casting technique in the world?

Chen Pingan also refused to consider whether there would be no silver in this place. He said: "Reassure, you will not attack you."

The scholar sat cross-legged and slowly said: "It is a magic weapon created by the Mohist school division. It is quite a few years, this thing belongs to you, after entering the treasure house, three or seven points? How?"

Chen Ping did not hesitate to nod. "Yes."

The scholar smiled and his fingers hit the mirror like a fly. In a flash, there was a pocket palace that rose again, and the house door slowly opened, making the whole building begin to shine, shining both faces, and then The whole floor began to creak, and the scholar reached out for a pocket, and there was a snowy ball in his hand. For example, the fairy hand held a round of bright moon, then twisted his wrist, and his hands were smashed. The palace on the surface of the moon was like a place. Retracting the fairyland of the roots of the mountains.

There was a secret passage at the floor, it was not dark, and the faint yellow light swayed slightly, mostly like the fairy-like means illuminated by mural lanterns.

The scholar handed the ball to Chen Pingan. "After three or seven points, I said it."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Nature."

Both movements are slightly stagnate.

One person delivers things, one person picks things up, all are one-handed.

The scholar smiled slightly, and the drooping sleeves frilled and the vision subsided.

Chen Pingan's hand, which was shrunk in the sleeve and holding a bunch of walnuts, was gently released.

This handed over the treasure.

Chen Pingan earned the ball into the scales and followed the scholars into the tunnel.

All the way down the tunnel is slightly cháo wet, full of yin, the wall has a moss, it is a month to create a secret nest.

Eventually the two came to a grotto at the end.

There are two white bones sitting side by side, one high and one low, one burly and slender, like a pair of male and female Taoist, close hands clasped together, faintly seeing the two people passed away.

One of the crowned emperors, wearing a yellow robes, the other one was not wearing a phoenix crown, but wearing a robes that were almost robes but not robes.

In addition, three boxes are stacked in the corner.

The scholar was facing the two white bones and frowned.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it a certain monarch who lost one of the battles in the Battle of the Skeleton Beach?"

The scholar nodded: "It is very likely that it is the king of the Laoshan country. When he was young, he was a scorpion king and grandson who was unsettled. In the beginning, the largest Zongmen in the southern part of Luzhou, called Qingdezong, and the monk on the mountain, was praised as Hidden fairy. The conflict between the two great dynasties, traced back to the source, is actually a curse in the Qing Dezong guilty, but the future generations of the fairy are secret. The monarch, young, ambition in the cultivation of the road, white dragon fish clothes, visits to the mountains Xian, in the same year he was accepted as a disciple of the Qing Dynasty by the Qing Dynasty, a total of 30 people, the weather is not obvious at first, only as an apprentice of the ordinary Cuiweifeng Zu Shitang, but within a short period of Jiazi, Beiju Luzhou The top of the mountain is aware of the strangeness. The 30 people, even half of them are the good materials of the immortal embryos. The other half, each has its own chances, and cannot be underestimated. Therefore, when the 30 people climbed the teacher's scene, they were attracted. There are countless reverie of people, and later generations have poetry to testify, 'one sounds open to the golden gongs, thirty celestial woods on Cuiwei', and this Laoshan king of the king is one of them, among the arrogant sons of the heavens, it is still regarded as the qualification Good leader, unfortunate The members of the royal family who were qualified to succeed the throne were successively aborted. He had to go down the mountain. He was already a dragon gate. He still chose to break the Changsheng Bridge and inherited the throne. There is a history of eunuchs circulating in the streets, saying that he and Qing Dezong Feng Mingfeng A teacher and a relative are relatives. I didn't believe it before. It seems to be true now."

The scholars sighed and sighed, no longer looking at the two white bones. The robes are just the common things in the world, and they are full of gold and precious. The dragon contained in the man has been captured or dissipated on its own. After all, the national shackles are broken. It will be scattered, and the Qingde robes worn by the women's body are not a magical rank. They are only the monks of the Qing Dynasty, and everyone will be given the robes of the ancestral hall. With the Fengmingfeng female repair, it is estimated that they are old people.

The scholars went to open three boxes one after another, a box of white snow-colored flowers, thousands of pieces, a box of ancient statues in the inside of a box, engraved with dense essays. As for the box that was previously placed at the bottom, there is only one thing, which is a small sarcophagus with a knee-high height, which is no different from the objects of the city's glutinous rice.

The scholar's eyes changed slightly, and he shook his head gently. Obviously, the guess in his heart was unlikely.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Isn't that the sarcophagus of the legendary moon palace rabbit?"

The scholar smiled and said: "So, let's gamble?"

Chen Pingan asked: "How is a gambling?"

The scholar pointed to the stone sarcophagus inside the box. "This thing counts seven, and the rest counts three, but I let you choose first."

Chen Pingan will choose three without hesitation.

The scholar quickly said: "Don't choose, I regret it."

The scholar gave a slap in the palm of his hand and the sarcophagus suddenly turned into a powder, but revealed a piece of jade in the shape of a white bowl. He said with regret: "Sure enough, this white jade bowl is the enlightenment of this summer lady. Because it was a month of palace, it was built by Shijie and wrapped in it, which is estimated to be a good sign."

The scholar picked up the bowl and covered it in the palm of his hand. At the bottom of the bowl, there were eight words of a small head, and the Qing Dynasty was hidden, and invited the moon with wine.

It is one of the ancestral temple rituals of Qing Dezong.

Only the spirit.

However, for the summer **** who is a monk, it is of great significance.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you picking the dragon gate monument, or a box of snowflake money?"

The scholar's ​​eyelids jumped.

The world's essays are also divided into old ones, some of which are ancient, unless they are the ancestral Xianjiahao valve sect, they simply cannot recognize the content.

How did this young foreigner recognize the "Longmen" inscription?

The scholar smiled.

This underground cave is really suitable for killing.

It was just at this time that the man unexpectedly said: "No, this gantry statue is a monument to you, a box of snow money, you are seven and three, then I want those two bones."

The scholars wondered: "The two bones are really worthless. The Qingde sect was not repaired before the dragon. The robe is more general. It can't be worth a few small summer money. That robes, you can believe it. Will it be ashes when you touch it gently?"

The scholars smiled and said, "Again, it's not a good idea to kill a man's clothes, or a woman, isn't it right?”

Chen Pingan said: "You don't have to take care of you."

The scholar nodded: "That's it."

He rolled a large sleeve and put the stone tablet together with a wooden box. Chen Ping also collected two white bones into the scale.

Obviously, the scholars are at least worth a handful of things.

As for a box of snow money, Chen Pingan got about 1,500 snow money.

The scholars have got a big head, and they are still not satisfied. "It is necessary to honour the big backing, and the family is still a little thin, or a Jindan monster, not just such a family."

Chen Pingan said: "In the Ghost Valley, it is not easy to survive and kill. It is not easy to survive with the outside of Jindan."

The scholar nodded: "Positive solution."

Chen Pingan casually asked: "Do you have a water storage tank like a drinking bottle?"

Between the moments.

Chen Pingan has drawn the sword out of the sheath, and the first fifteen flying swords that wear the ground are even pointing to the book and the heavenly spirit cover. One hovering behind the scholar, the tip of the sword points to the back of the heart.

The scholars helplessly said: "What are you doing? This is going to be black and black? It is not that we have slashed the other five Shantou Dongfu one by one, and each has eaten a round belly, let's fight again?"

Chen Ping's look is dignified, and only then, he perceives each other's murder.

The murderousness that emerged in the hearts of the scholars is more than the place where the maiden maidens died.

Chen Pingan saw the scholar at this moment, from the state of mind to the look, no difference.

Chen Pingan let the first fifteenth rush back to raise the sword, and put the sword into the sheath. "It's only a blind eye. I mistakenly thought that there is a femininity to guard the cave, I want to attack you."

The scholar smiled and said: "I never thought about this big brother, but also gave birth to a compassionate heart. Just fainting and dazzling, when other hills are killed, don't drag my hind legs."

Chen Pingan laughed.

The two left the grotto together, walked in the dimly lit tunnel, and returned.

Walk side by side.

The scholar laughed: "How does Xiongtai call it?"

Chen Pingan said: "The surname is Chen, the famous person."

The scholar seems to have been stunned, and he has no words at all.

I have seen shameless faces, but I have never seen such a stinking face.

Chen Ping asked: "What about you?"

Some scholars have not slowed down, and they are powerless: "The surname will not be said, you can call me Mumao, the lush woody."

Chen Ping nodded. "The name is good."

The scholar said: "No brother is so good."

Chen Pingdao said: "Where is it."

The scholar suddenly smiled and asked: "Do you know the roots of the dusty monarch?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You also know that I am a foreigner. This time I entered the Ghost Valley, I was watching the scenery. I accidentally passed through the mountains. I would know the origins of these monsters. But these monsters are also interesting and courageously called Liusheng. It's not that the maiden is Yuanjun, and even the geeks under the hand dare to call themselves gentlemen.”

The scholar said: "The strangeness of the small place, but the poor and exquisite. The dusty Yuanjun, this is a small scorpion in the view of Xiaoxuan's capital, and the two sacred candles of the heavens and the earth, will not give up, still I ate the sesame oil in the glass enamel, stole it, and accidentally overturned the glazed enamel, so I opened the cockroach and got the temper. I was greeted by a little fairy, and I was mad at it. His whipping was **** and faint, and he was dying, and his life was not long. He never thought that the old **** would pity this path, not only to release it from Taoist Temple and Taolin, but also to grab a million years of soil under the peach tree and wipe it on the wound. Therefore, this little cockroach is not afraid of the water and fire knife, the ordinary weapon weapon, can not hurt it."

The scholars sneaked these secrets, as if they saw it with their own eyes. "This little cockroach is away from Taolin. From then on, the sky is wide, the mountain is king, the self-styled Yuanjun, and the cave house is opened. It is very happy. It is still the same. Mourning Xiao Xuan to observe the incense of the enlightened land, especially to respect the old god, he is on his own hill, for the old **** of Xiao Xuan, to worship a tablet, worshipped on the sun every day. Most of the time, for the land of enlightenment, and the opportunity to become a fine, very respectful, the summer maiden is so, this little cockroach is also like this. Having said that, this dusty Yuan Jun, and the summer maiden are two, it is also a big By the strangeness of the backing, you are not afraid to annoy the **** of the gods? After all, the dog must look at the owner."

Chen Pingan sighed, "Then we will not provoke the dusty Yuanjun, go directly to the trouble of moving the mountain."

The scholar laughed and said: "No need to do this, the old **** is just respecting the Tao. For Xiao Xiao, there is no more concern. Let's work together and kill."

Chen Pingan asked: "How do you guess the wisdom of a Taoist old god? How can you wear it? I heard that people who practiced, before the opportunity to get it, the most hopeful thing, after the road, but also the most afraid of that. just in case."

The scholars began to play rogues. "Believe it or not, anyway, the land of the dusty Yuanjun is inevitable. I am going to go there. I am moving to the mountains and the holy side. Recently, I am more lively, the dirty water caves are catching the demon, and the mountains are敕雷神将, should be accompanied by wine banquet, plan together what. Maybe the old lady's daughter should also be diligent in the move of the mountain, but the dusty monarch does not like the excitement, this time most of the time A single, if you feel that the name of Xiao Xuan's view is too scary, then let's get together! You go to the Yangguan Road, I walked my wooden bridge, how?"

Chen Pingan said: "There will be a good gathering and parting ways."

The scholars were surprised, but they did not say much.

Only when I met a strange temper.

After the two returned to the shack of the summer slut, the scholar reached out to the palm and gestured to Chen Ping to take a step. The first thing to leave the flaking mountain was to think that he would run out of the Guanghan Hall first, then beat the drums and alarmed the mountain. Demon.

Chen Ping leaped to the wall and quietly left.

The scholar stood in the same place. The reason why he acted so kindly was that he was not willing to tear his face and extravagant branches. He was more than happy to move this mountain to the side of the mountain. It attracted attention and he solved the dusty yuan. Jun, give another tooth festival. These monsters are not high, self-contained, but they are each auspicious. This is the foundation of their existence in the Ghost Valley. Otherwise, they only need to come to a Yuan Ying, sweeping a circle, and they are easily broken. Where is the support to get today. In the history, a Yuan Ying Yin Ling in the northern city of the city tried to crush the group demon with his own realm. He ate a big loss here and almost confessed to the Jiulong Mountain.

The scholar raised his palm and spit it gently. A red dragon was hovering in the palm of his hand, dripping and spinning, emitting a burst of water and coldness.

He is not a ghost, but once he swallows it, it will only break his own avenue.

On the hand of the scholar, there is a crystal clear white jade box, which is put into the seal, and the sleeves of the scorpion, the flesh and blood essence of the summer **** have been absorbed by the robes on the body. The robes of the sorcerer's sorcerer's body are called "Bai 饕餮 饕餮". At the beginning, the rank is not high. Even the magic weapon is not counted. He wears it. In addition to hiding his identity, it is more important that this robes are actually Can grow up, every time in these years, it is difficult to get the door to distraction, and the demon slayers that have been revived once and for all have become the nourishment of this robes.

The scholar suddenly stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows. He said to himself: "Why was it in the grotto, why did you stop me from killing people? Is it bad for you, and what is it? When you come to the next three years, naturally Everything can be broken. You are also interesting. The rest of the Taoist Taoist, three corpses and nine worms, the first one is me, you are good, but deliberately stay until the end."

The scholar is silent for a moment and looks complicated.

The big sleeves are turned over.

Turn into a black smoke, drill into the ground, and disappear instantly.

A house in the Guanghan Temple, the fan of the self-styled scholars, and the sacred frame of the mountain

The "gentleman" was a little unhappy, and he was drunk there. The rest of those idiots, but also no eyesight, drink high, dance by hand and foot, spit and spit, speechless, this said that the summer woman's buttocks round, touched a death is also willing, that the black river king's niece bust Big, there is a chance to drill a drill. I don't even know how to live and die, saying that it's a fart to move the mountain, as long as the summer maiden makes a sound, I can beat the head of the mountain with a punch...

With a fan of a bite to drink a glass of wine, I only feel that I am drinking with these guys. It's really awkward, I'm sorry for this golden and scented city in the cup.

It lamented, shaking the fan in one hand and shaking the empty glass in one hand. "The wine is a happy one, except for the joy. Tianyun is so, and enters the cup..."

The rest of the strange is not to be surprised, haha ​​laughed, this gentleman, began to sour again.

Holding the fan strange look up and squinting at the summer garden, I only feel that the abdomen is hot, no matter what, the girl's body is really excellent.

I think that I have been peeling off the mountains for so many years, and the benefits of getting there are not many. I want to be the guest of the summer maiden. In the eyes of the living, this maiden may not be able to spend the moon, but for them.瞎 瞎 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 可 可 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 瞎 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些 那些

Almost every few years, the summer **** have to go out alone, to see who they are, what to do, no one knows.

There are different opinions.

It is said that the summer maiden is the gimmick of the city of the powder lang city, and the real master of the flaking mountain is the ghost king who is the same name as the white-cage city Puqi, and the so-called female maiden and the daughter of the Heihe King. relationship.

Holding a fan of fine wine, some sour.

Why are summer lovers and themselves not willing to pay attention?

It is a little drunk.

I don't know if I can sit on a hill like a summer maiden in this life, and build a luxuriant mansion, calling for the rain and the wind.

I think that one day, can you leave this Ghost Valley, go to the vast world outside the Bone Beach, go to the Confucian Academy, and see the real scholars and read the real Confucian classics.

Diyong Mountain.

It's much more guarded than peeling off the mountains.

It has also created a large array of protective mountains.

But for the scholars, it is still like no one.

However, it is very difficult to rush to kill the demon and win the treasure.

The scholars were not in a hurry. They entered the mountain and stood on a pine tree in a leafy forest. They wanted to wait.

As long as the landscape of the mountain is moving, it means that the guy has started to smash the mountain, or the whereabouts leaked, then it is when you start.

The only thing that needs to be taken care of is the old dragon in the Old Dragon Cave and the little shackles in the Heihe River that are in conflict with the summer sluts. They are not afraid that they will join forces with the Geyong Mountain, but the father and the daughter, it is very difficult to kill, if They have to protect the dusty monarch, it is more difficult, the scholars kill the demon in this trip, in the end it is just leisurely, just like taking a funny new scholar in the copper stinking city, it is just boring.

This dusty Yuanjun, with the old man of the Heihe King, has a root in the Xiaoxuan Temple, and has a relationship with the Dayuanyue Temple. It is an old man who is raised in the release pool in the temple. Before becoming an ancient battlefield site, according to the official history book, before the old man became a fine, he was in the temple for a long time. Later, the two great dynasties strangled and implicated more than a dozen vassal states. The temple was sheltered by the old man who had already been a golden lord of Luohan. He was able to avoid the catastrophe and eventually moved into the sacred valley of Taolin, which was thousands of miles away. Xiao Xuan's view became a neighbor.

The old man secretly left the temple, self-proclaimed the Heihe King, occupying a bottomless cave, named Laolong Cave. Raised a pair of golden carp, said to be the daughter's dowry.

Its daughter self-enclosed Haiyuanjun, Laojiao rarely appeared, she is taking care of the mountain affairs, there is a big river outside the old dragon cave, to occupy her, lead the aquarium of the aquarium, and make waves all the year round. This little cockroach was born dark and strong, and the owner of the city of Lang Langcheng once collided with it. He slammed a swearing slogan, saying that the little cockroach had such a sinister appearance, and Laozi's reluctance was no exception. When the lights are turned off, there is no way to get out of the mouth. By this Hai Yuanjun, he was convinced that his life was a shameful shame.

The scholar stood in the tree and took a sigh of relief. The yin contained in the ancient pine was taken out, and then the book was gently spit out. The surrounding area suddenly turned into a mist, and he spread his palm to the finger. Painted.

Look at the mountains and rivers.

The palm of your hand swayed.

It turned out to be a picture of the landscape of the mountain.

The scene of the scroll is a bit fuzzy, which is why he does not want to reveal clues. After all, the dusty monarch is from the Taoist family, and Jindan is repaired.

There is a high platform in the Geyong Mountain House.

The scholars smiled bitterly.

I saw that on the high-tasting banquet, the monsters were piled up, and each one was very honest. It fell in the eyes of the scholars, and they were like the same lord, and they lived behind the demon and guarded the master.

The scholar muttered: "What happened? How come the mountain gathered? The guy, is luck better than me? Is he mistakenly hit, or is it expected?"

Monks and gods, all have laws, and the monsters that transform the human form have the same theory. The higher the cultivation, the more blurred the truth, and after the body is infested, the phase can completely converge. Under the Yuan Ying, especially the Jin Dan monster, the truth is the most concise and stable, and the most difficult to cover.

The high-level Yuan Ying monks, as well as some of the long-standing Zongmen Jindan, are often able to see the truth of the demon.

The scholars quickly put away the magical power of the palm of the mountain.

On the other side of the high platform, a glimpse of the glory, this is a silver-backed ape's moving mountain, a fat and sturdy mouse catching the demon fairy, behind the colorful python 踞 踞 敕 敕 敕 。.

Of course, there is also a dusty Yuan Jun who is a golden velvet.

In addition, there is a golden dragon ghost.

In addition to Laolong Cave and Heihe, the father and daughter have arrived, but there is only one Jindan ghost that likes to compete with the skin.

The scholar said helplessly: "Don't be shut down and play dogs. My luck, isn't it so bad?"

As a small world that exists for thousands of years, Ghost Valley has some invisible suppression for the practicing qi. The higher the realm, the heavier the imprisonment.

Then, for some martial arts with special status, the suppression is not small.

Like him.

Everyone will be unacceptable. This is especially true for those who practice.

Especially, he is a pure character, and this ghost valley is simply a singularity. If it is not a practice, it is extremely wonderful. It is far from being comparable to the left and the right. It can blend with its own numerology, yin and yang, otherwise he will come to this ghost valley. It will be very troublesome. If the darkness of the five fingers is in the darkness of the night, the lanterns will hang high and will only become the target of thousands of ghosts and femininity.

The scholar began to mutter again, "Go?"

After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Let's wait and see. Don't let me die in the hands of others, or you will be stunned if you break the ground."

Since the scholar has a decision, the heart is like water.

Actually, I began to wait and see what happened. I simply closed my eyes and breathed.

Slightly refine the Longmen stone monument to see if it can be done, and the icing on the cake.

A sigh of rain and rain, in the water house, if there is an old dragon to swim in the clouds, the clouds and water.

Among the fire palaces, there is a burly big man with a flame like a fire god. He is tempering a short knife and hitting it with a slap in the arm. It is a spark of Mars.

In another key acupoint, the mountains are covered with greenery, the green trees are lush, the mountain has a Taoist temple, green glazed tiles, and a gold plaque is hung.

There is also a squatting hole, like a golden sand smashing field, the two armies against each other, Jin Ge iron horse.

When the scholar tried to refine the image-bearing monument obtained from the peeling mountain, a stone monument was set up in the water house, and it was slowly lifted up. The word "longmen" was inscribed on the tablet, and the golden light was constantly blooming.

The scholar did not have a drum to refine the entire stone monument. After the successful development of the Longmen word, he gave up. He opened his eyes and spit out a sigh of gas.

The scholar shook his sleeves and looked at the mansion. A demon slammed into the air and plunged toward him. As for the big mountain that shrouded the mountain, it opened instantly, but he didn't care.

The scholar turned his head and looked at the direction of the mountain's holy mountain. He smiled and said: "Good brothers, good brothers, I have taken advantage of the exfoliation of mountains. Now I will give you some benefits. If you don't want to benefit from it, If I can't get back home, I really want to disappoint me."

The scholars squinted at the side of Baojing Mountain. They didn't know the business around there. How was the progress?

The land of the Five Elements, Sanshan Jiuhou Mirror.

It was his last one that involved the fundamentals of the avenue.

Of course, he must personally take a look at such a big thing.

Once the five elements are complete, and then all three corpses, not only can you easily enter the Yuan Ying, but after breaking the bottle of Yuan Ying, become a five-level monk, it will become a smooth road, the demons will not be as hard to destroy as ordinary Yuan Ying Broken, but only need to rely on dripping water to wear stone water, Knocks for at least two or three hundred years, you can slowly exhausted, almost no danger, in the process of grinding the demons, can also benefit the soul.

This is the essence of the top Xianjiamen in Yizhou.

Chen Pingan did not go to the hill where the mountain was moved, but a little detour, went to the Yangchang Palace where the demon fairy was located.

It is said that the palace is actually no better than the broken temple at the foot of Baojing Mountain. It is equivalent to the three-in-one yard on the side of Longquan County.

There were only two small monsters guarding the gates, each holding a wooden gun, sitting on the steps and chatting, one of them was fine, and there was a broken paper book on his knee.

Chen Pingan is also a blind eye, and most of the people who are catching the demon are still moving to the top of the mountain, discussing how to block the coffers themselves.

Then the two strangers saw a man in a green shirt and walked to his door.

One of the strong squirrels blinked and sniffed. "Is it a living person? Shouldn't I be dreaming?"

Another short mouse rushed to collect books, and some were suspicious. Finally, he suddenly got up and held a wooden gun. He yelled: "Bold, who let you break into my house?" ”

Chen Pingan hoarsely said: "I am sent to the mountain desolation to invite the demon to visit the Guanghan Hall. What is your family? I have to catch a bit of a writer in the city."

At the door, the rat was drooling, and the fart was running. "Really?"

In addition, the mouse was full of suspicion, pointing to Chen Ping with a gunpoint, and poked two times. "My ancestor said, the **** of the summer girl, the most like to eat alone, you have to lie!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I don't care about it. It is my family's maiden who has something to do. I hope that I will go to the demon to catch the demon, and go to the squad to help deal with a young sword screaming at the top of the mountain."

The rat who kept rubbing his mouth whispered: "It must be the sword sage that the ancestors said, and find the summer maiden. The flaking mountain is close to the Tongguan Mountain, but the first one is being troubled."

The mouse holding the wooden gun thought about it and nodded. "Do it, then you can roll back to the mountain. I will go to the palace and tell the ancestors, and I will not delay your help from the summer maiden."

In addition, the rat was a little anxious and rushed to wink.

Such a big hand who has no strength in the hands of the chicken, old age is always old, but as long as the pot, but also afraid of cooking is not bad? Killed him, and then moved to the mountain to tell the ancestors not too late, since the exfoliation of the mountains there is a request for the Yangshen Palace, a person who died a swearing word, presumably the summer maiden is afraid to put a fart . So, can we both have a good meal?

The rat sperm seems to be unable to understand the truth, and pokes Chen Ping with a wooden gun. "Isn't it going to roll? My ancestors also saw what you want to see? Lard is blinded, can't you die?"

Chen Ping found that this rat essence was secretly glaring at himself, presumably to go quickly.

The next mouse rat has quietly pulled out a sharp-edged sleeve knife, hiding behind him and coming towards himself. He smiled and said: "It's no problem to see the ancestors. Our Yangchang Palace is always warm and welcoming."

Chen Pingan just stared at the sharp eyes of the rat in front of her eyes, then stretched out a finger and gently bounced the rat with the knife in the back, piercing the forehead out of a blood hole, flying out and killing on the spot. , fell at the gate of the Yangchang Palace.

The mouse in front of the wood gun seems to be a bit stunned, and then it is shocking, turn around and run.

Only the shoulders were held down by a palm. The rat did not dare to move, and his mind was blank. In the field of vision, the same man fell in a pool of blood. I don't know why, it was so dead.

The old ancestors once said that it is hopeful to be a big demon. The ancestors always liked it more. They also said that after the expansion of the Yangchang Palace, they opened up a house that is not worse than the Guanghan Temple. It went to sit in the town as a abbot, and the ancestors had always disliked themselves. They often rewarded the food on the mountain banquet elsewhere. They also taught him a set of knives and sneaked on himself.

Chen Pingan took the rat to sit down next to the steps and took out the yellowed book from its sleeve. It was a literary pen with a lot of damage. After opening it, it was more fun, and there were some twists and turns. The narration, written with a very fine charcoal, can be seen, written quite seriously, but still crawling. The words in those narrations are often few words, some naive questions, and some wording.

Chen Pingan looked a little happy. After closing the book, he handed it back to the mouse that was pale and trembling.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you know where to catch the demon fairy treasure?"

After the mouse's hands and feet were stiff and took over the book, he trembled: "I don't know... I don't know... I don't want to die."

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly and reached out. He had a new book on his hand and a little ink on his hand. "Remember to hide it. It is best to dig a hole and bury it first. Otherwise, this one will catch the demon." Returning to this guts, you are dead. Your old ancestors have a bright nose, and I even found him almost."

The mouse was dumbfounded.

Chen Ping put the book in his hand. "Remember it?"

The mouse nodded succinctly.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Hurry up, go to hide books, and then let me stun you, of course, you stunned at the door, and you can do it. As for running away, don't think about it."

The mouse lost the wooden gun and went to a place to dig up the soil and hide the book.

Then he ran back to the doorstep of the gate, hesitated, and slammed into the door. As a result, he slammed down and fell to the ground. He couldn't faint in the past. He turned his head and said: "This immortal, are you coming? It's better to play some blood."

Chen Pingan's sleeves stunned him, and the seven sputum slowly bleeds blood, but it's just a miserable.

Chen Pingan opened the door of the Intestine Palace and walked straight across the threshold to start looking for the treasure land of the demon.

Take a shot and raise the sword, let the first fifteen help find clues.

Finally, under the incense case of the main hall of the Yangchang Palace, the wooden board was opened and a secret road was found. Compared with the spacious tunnel of the peeling mountain, it was really narrow and sturdy. Chen Pingan could only climb into it and had to let the first day. After the opening of the road, after the fifteenth temple, about a scent of incense, finally came to a dim cave that can be stood by one person. Chen Pingan lit a fire-folder and found that there was only one iron box, which was skewed and covered with a paper. The paper is full of aura, it should be the one that catches the demon, and the fairy will change frequently. It is just that these prohibitions are not used. It is used to show the owner the jing, or to open it without authorization.

Chen Pingan took a step back and let the first fifteenth out of the way, and he was holding his breath and responding to the accident.

The two flying swords rushed to the electric iron, circling the iron box, and quickly splitting those yellow paper characters?

After a violent sway of the aura, there was no more abnormality. After Chen Ping opened the iron box, there was nothing to say, it was not a magic weapon, not a **** money, but a book.

Also, in this ghost valley, books are really rare.

Chen Pingan opened one of the ancient books, which is a military book.

It seems that this one catches the demon, it is the strangeness of the law.

Chen Ping suddenly suddenly put his fingers together, and the lightning caught a hundred feet that flew toward him. The black hair was bright and the boxing was shocked. He was alive and killed and thrown aside.

After hesitating for a moment, I couldn't read through the names of these syllabuses. I found all the income in the smudges, and then I groped for it. After confirming that there were no other treasures, I would return to the original gut palace and return to the Yangchang Palace.

It's a poor boy to catch the demon.

Next, Chen Pingan still does not move to the mountain head of Shanshan, but to the most expensive mountain in the north.

That is the site where Raytheon will be.

This monster, solitary, does not seem to move the mountain, the Heihe King likes to recruit soldiers, but the ability to catch and kill is the highest of the six saints.

There are thunderclouds entangled in the mountains all over the years, lightning is intertwined, and the monsters are good, the ghosts are worthy, and the fear is thunderous, so it is a place that is extremely unpleasant in the ghost valley. This monster does not know where to get a Leifa. Remnant volume, repaired it with both ears deaf, an eye burst, finally gave it some magical magic, killing, squirting in the nose, spitting smoke in the mouth, raising his hand and lifting the thunder.

It is the demon of the individual's tough but well-behaved method, and Lei Fa has restrained the femininity in the ghost valley, so that this singer will be in the six saints.

There is no mountain road in Jiulong Mountain, almost vegetation, and it is dead.

The sea of ​​clouds circling around the mountainside, the electric light is shining, the thunder is bursting, and the scene of the higher part of the mountain is not seen at all.

Chen Pingan flew up the mountain and stone.

Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and found that the treasures of the mountains were smashing and roaring.

It seems that there has been a fierce battle.

The book was born into a thief's nest?

Chen Ping will speed up ascending.

After the thunder and lightning in the middle of the mountain, there was a wave of electric waves whipping.

All of them gave Chen Pingan a punch and punch. After half a musk, he broke up more than a hundred thunder and lightning, and Chen's vision of his arms was crisp and clear.

At the height of the mountains of the mountains, there is a thicker sea of ​​clouds. The golden electric lights are like a column of columns. They are tilted down the mountain, huge thunder, and shocking the eardrum.

It's that Chen Ping's eyes are a little dazzling, and after taking a deep breath, he continues to climb.

Near the mountains, lightning is like a cage, can not be close, Chen Pingan only had a sword.

Stepping on the sword fairy, staring at it, the accumulation of the mountains, it turned out to be a small pool like a small pond, the plasma is thick like water, the snow is rolling.

There is a staggered stone tablet, which reads the six characters of "Douyuan Dishwashing Pool", which are the ancient plaques on the "Dan Zhen Zhen Ji".

The stone tablet must not be a vulgar thing, or it can not withstand the lightning bolts of so many years, but it is only skewed, and there is no damage at all, and even a crack does not appear.

Chen Pingan Yu Jian stopped.

Obviously knowing this thunder pool is a small fairyland that the ancestral head fairy family dreams of.

But there is no way to start.

As for the Leichi, whether it will breed any treasures of heaven and earth, there is no way to spy.

Chen Ping did not know what it meant to be "the fighting center". The true Thundering secret was not known at all.

Just like the opportunity of Baojingshan, Yang Chongxuan can wait, because he is prepared and ready to go, and it is futile to wait for Chen Ping to guard the mountain.

Chen Pingan glared at the golden lightning above the thunder pool, and measured his toughness of the body. He took a moment to make a license. He might jump into the thunder pool and get it, support, but he was afraid that it would be easy to get in. The unknown ban, the thunder and lightning powers have increased, and the ending is unimaginable. Chen Ping's vision shifts on the line. Can it make Jianxian go to stir up the clouds and force the Leichi to temporarily lose the “helpers”?

At the foot of the sword fairy eager to try, gently tremble, slightly trembled, seems to want to compete with this noisy lightning flash.

Chen Ping's face is tangled.

This thunder pool can exist in the mountains of the Jiushan Mountain. It has not been moved yet. It is probably not a place for Puyu or Jingguan City. It may not be possible. They are ultimately the spirits of the ghosts, not the orthodox gods.

The outside of the Beizhou Luzhou Mountain monk is unable to follow the "sword pool" under the eyes of the ghost valley.

As for whether the Ma Mazong has had an attempt at Lei Chi, he still has powerlessness and knows.

It is not far from the Qinglan Town.

It is not a big monk who will be jealous of Pu Pu and Jing Guancheng. If it can be a thing, it should not be vague.

That is the possibility of moving to the thunder pool.

Sword pool?

Can quench the sword, 砥砺锋芒?

But the sword fairy is also good, Feijian first fifteenth, for Lei Chi, it seems that there is no one-point jump, especially the first day, abnormal silence.

Chen Pingan sighed softly.

I hope that if there is a martial art in the future, if the disciples go out to travel, they will save money, take advantage of the opportunity, or have a lower grade. When they encounter these innate secrets, they will not be like themselves. In this way, you can do nothing, you can rely on the collections and inheritance of many hills, such as the Luoshan Mountain, to know the world, and try to take the lead.

Chen Ping overlooks the surrounding area and finds the accumulation of mountains under the Thunder Pool. In addition to the vegetation, there are several stone cliffs. Under the lightning, the lights shimmer and the stars are a little bit.

Chen Pingan fell, and Jian Xian returned to her own sheath.

Chen Pingan came to a stone cliff and found a slender golden vein with an equal length of arms. He reached out and touched it, not only piercing the pain, but also causing the soul to tremble.

Chen Pingan was greatly surprised. He pulled out the sword fairy and began to cut and excavate the "ribs" from the stone cliff. Finally, the golden line was quiet and the cliff was like a golden bamboo whip. The golden light is indefinite.

Chen Pingan reached out and held the golden bamboo whip. The palm of his hand burned like a charcoal. After a while, Chen Pingan let go of his hand, and it was full of sweat and some dizziness.

Chen Ping wiped his forehead sweat, and his fingers quickly picked up and put it into the weight.

And Yu Jian took off and looked for the next "bamboo whip" with the true meaning of Lei Fa.

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Chen Pingan and Yu Jian traveled a circle, and determined that there would be no gold and gold wires. This was the direct imperial sword going down, passing through the sea of ​​clouds, breaking up the thunderstorms that came from the battle, and succeeded. Jishan Mountain.

Chen Pingan put away the sword fairy into the sheath, looked up and thought of the thunder pool, some regrets, just remembered the five golden thunder whip in the squat, and some open.

Suffering from suffering?

Chen Pingan shook his head and said quietly: "Forgot? If it shouldn't be yours, don't think too much."

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked to the side of the mountain, the movement was even bigger, and the magical glory of the magic weapon bloomed at high altitude.

In the midst of it, there seems to be a voice echoing in my heart.

kill him.

This voice, no sadness, no happiness, no good or evil.

But it made Chen Pingan feel extremely shocked and fearful.

That he, Chen Pingan is absolutely certain, that is the scholar.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes for a moment, and after blinking, his eyes had returned to a clear and clear, and he no longer hesitated, and rushed to the mountains.

It is killing to save.

All are too good to escape.

This is the third time I heard my own voice that I don't know where it sounded.

The first time was when I was young, I went back to Mud Lane and rolled on the ground.

That time was also three words, the heartbeat was like a thunder, and if there was a drum, the gods were angry.

Can't die.

Baojing Mountain.

A shabby young man with a good mood.

Because he was followed by a goddess who came out of the murals of the murals.

The goddess who is so high above does not even walk side by side with him, but always steps behind him a little.

Keep your points in honor!

She is a **** of rain!

Not only that, she also told him that she was named the beginning of the book, no surname. Within the company, he will do his best to help him practice and climb.

The young man likes the feeling of high-profile, from the mural city, until the rain goddess tells him that there is a chance belonging to him in the ghost valley, after the archway building, everyone is watching him, and they are looking up to him.

He is no longer the poor pity who is **** and hateful but shouts that he should not be called in the earth.

He even suddenly felt that the hatred had not been as heavy as the rain goddess followed and served himself.

This self-proclaimed goddess tells herself that she is now a warrior, equivalent to Jin Dan, who is a gentleman, but when it comes to defense and life-saving, it can be regarded as a Yuan Ying.

This made him full of enthusiasm, so even if she clearly told him that the opportunity of Bao Jingshan, the blessing of the disaster is unpredictable, he did not have any vacillation, no taitai, such as today's life in me!

All the way, he asked her to answer, she knows everything.

Only the young woman who stood under the mural was the one who was silent in this matter.

After approaching Baojing Mountain, the rain goddess suddenly stopped and looked calm. He looked up at the mountainside and slowly told him with his heart. "This opportunity is not necessarily good. Jiang Qujiang, I hope you will consider it carefully."

The young man's face flashed a bit of surprise, but he quickly became very determined and gritted his teeth: “God owes me so much, and I should pay me some interest!”

The goddess deep inside, a slight sigh.

When they passed the broken temple, the Xishan old fox with a cane appeared again.

The young man who is almost as good as Yang Lan, the old fox directly ignores it, and screams at the ecstasy goddess. Under the sun, there is still the **** existence of a wrist with his own prostitute. Why don't you die? This girl rushed to the half-mountain of the sorrowful sorrow, one fell onion and fell into the water, died and pulled down!

Xishan old fox suddenly noticed a detail and smiled at her and asked: "This fairy, you and your son, this is going up the mountain?"

The rain goddess is playing with the eyes of this old fox.

Jiang Qujiang smiled slightly.

Xishan old fox has a clear heart.

Sure enough, it's a stupid big fat fish. It's better than the previous chicken thief who wears a fight.

However, in this case, even if this silly boy is stupid, the ordinary lonely monk, where there will be such a beautiful woman to follow, and can still safely walk to this Baojing Mountain? Ok, let your daughter be the wife of this kid and let the girl be a waiter... Better!

Xishan Laohu smiled and said: "This son, you don't know, the old man is the land of the Baojing Mountain. My daughter is a deep river girl in the mountains. I want to get this chance and lack our father and daughter. I can't do anything, just wait a moment, and I will call my daughter when I am old. The son of a son is like a dragon and a phoenix. If you have a good fortune, you should even take it out and jump into the son. The middle of the arms is right, otherwise the heavens are difficult, the heavens are hard to bear... The son waits a little, the old ones come and go, my daughter, the national color, the incense, the country, the most admired the son of the jade tree, the handsome man... ..."

Jiang Qujiang is a bit embarrassed.

The rain **** girl asked: "Is it really necessary to go up the mountain to hunt for treasure?"

Jiang Qujiang frowned, this is her third reminder?

Jiang Qujiang whispered softly: "At the beginning of the book, if it is really a blessing, it is hard to decide. Since you are good at deriving, is it a blessing?"

The goddess replied: "Somewhat strange. When I left the mural city, the blessings of the ninety-one, to the archway building at the entrance to the Ghost Valley, the blessings became seven or three, and now it is five or five."

Jiang Qujiang looked at the rainy goddess who had been cold and clear. At this moment, he showed a slight eyebrow. It was so touching. He was a little bit stunned, but he was drifting all the way. He had a hard time on his way to escape and made him bitter and bitter. Can quickly converge on the mood, smiled: "Five or five points? Already very good, go up the mountain!"

At that time, the piece was used for the ancestral jade, and was smashed by the mountain. The original family of a county looked like a family. He even lived alone. This way, he fled south, even if he died, he would die in the sacred beach mural city. What, just bet that in case, just in case!

Xishan old fox soon brought the daughter with a green umbrella, Wei Taizhen.

After seeing the young man, the girl fox charm, like a lightning strike, a pretty face.

Even she felt strange.

Xishan old fox has a heart-threatening, there is a play!

The young man saw his niece and was also demented.

Hey, this kid is stupid.

However, the old fox turned to think, this is a good thing.

In the future, the son-in-law is stupid, and the money is a little more. Is it better than the shrewd ghost of Dai Dou?

I was afraid that the goods would be better than the goods. The old fox of Xishan looked at the young man again, and it was more pleasing to the eye.

At this time, a burly youth flew over, both hands grabbed the old fox and Wei Taizhen, and shook their heads: "Don't go, go! Yang Chongxuan may be waiting for today! Those who traveled to my sister in the past Marriage proverbs are not necessarily good things! Those who practice the monks on the mountain are far more than one..."

Xishan old fox was furious, first opened his two claws and kicked the stupid son. "Don't delay your sister's lifelong event here."

Wei Gaowu struggled to get up, but also wanted to block his sister's mountaineering, but he was thrown out of the wooden rod by the old fox, hitting his forehead, turning his eyes and turning it over. He couldn't afford to sneak into the ground, and his voice was fine, and he couldn't go up the mountain...

The rain goddess looked at the Xishan old fox, and the girl who was in the beginning of the sin.

I don't know why, I always feel that I look at them, so overlooking, so innocent.

Then is the young woman who stands under the murals and swears at herself, and looks at herself, is it the same?

Who is she?

Why can you be so awesome? As if it is a natural instinct?

Two people join in mountain climbing.

Although Jiang Quhe was patient, he couldn't help but look at the girl.

It's so beautiful to be thrilling.

Behind him, the **** of rain, who is called the beginning of the book, will make him self-defeating, and he will not be able to give birth to a thought that can only be seen from a distance.

But this girl with a green umbrella is different.

Every moment, it makes people feel pity, and makes him feel at ease.

Deep in the other side, Yang Chongxuan stood up, his eyes hot, and slowly said: "Very good, a mural goddess with a flat power, just used to practice."

No more faint expression, Yang Chongxuan has a bone like a firecracker, and the festival is blown up.

The pounds of suffocating gas rushed into the body as soon as a waterfall.

In the next moment, the boxing converges like a mustard, and Yang Chongxuan sits back on the snow-white cliff to restore the lazy appearance of these years.

The fox charm girl, there is a long-term ban on the inheritance of her generation, and in the ancestral slang, "see the door open, hold the beads to climb."

As long as she meets the intentional person involved in the marriage, she will open her heart. When the man sees him, the fox charm sees him, and one of her eyes will become the key to cracking the deep.

When Yang Chongxuan will take out her eyeballs and climb the top of Baojing Mountain. Since it is a three-mountain mirror, then the door is not a deep bottom, but a mountain faucet at Baojing Mountain. How can the owner of Jingguancheng City find the way to take the mirror at the bottom of the water? This big secret is a chance for a father-in-law of Yunxiao Palace to continue for a thousand years, but even if one of his five masters of the five ancestors had known the proverbs thousands of years ago, they still have to wait, and Death has not been able to wait, not without the ancestors who want to rely on brute force to take away the treasure mirror, can not do it, and later the Xiangxi City exhausted countless human and financial resources to move the mountain, it is the Yunxiao Palace secretly instructed, but unfortunately no fruit. Some great blessings in the world are so unreasonable.

Because of the first proverb, and the phrase "pro-mountain treasure", the Yang family of the generation of Yu Yiqing could not be cracked until he and his brother were born. When he showed his natural talents, Yunxiao Palace Suddenly realized.

Yang Chongxuan sat cross-legged, with one hand holding a donkey, waiting to see.

A group of people is now on the opposite side.

Xishan old fox with joy and joy.

I don't know if my life is on the eve of the fox charm Wei Taizhen, I went to the eyeball, that is, all the spirits of her, and the truth of survival?

Jiang Qujiang with a smile.

The goddess of heavy rain and goddess.

Yang Chongxuan's mouth is somewhat smiling.

What about the murals that are good at killing and hanging on the goddess?

At the beginning, I was the strongest in the world, and I was surrounded by Wufujin.

The rain goddess wants to stop.

Jiang Qujiang stood on the shore and looked down at the mountain. He saw a golden light slowly swaying at the bottom of the water, rising and clearing. It was indeed a woman's head style. He pointed to the finger. ?"

The girl Wei Taizhen covered her mouth, tears in her eyes, and she was so sad that she was so pitiful.

Sure enough, he!

He is the wishful lord of his own destiny.

The girl suddenly had a stinging sensation, and her subconsciously blinked her eyes. Her two eye-catching eyes, one of them began to continually move from the whole body up and down, condensing the golden light, she ate pain, reached for half a face, cold sweat DC, there is constant blood oozing from her fingers.

The girl seems to be delicate, but her temperament is stubborn, her temper is extremely strong, and she bites her lower jaw. Even if she feels sore and shivering like a sieve, she still says nothing.

How can a woman in the world, a man who is willing to fall in love at first sight, see such an unbearable scene?

Yang Chongxuan looked around and saw that he didn't see the stupid big man, and he was disappointed.

When he stood up.

Jiang Qujiang and Xishan Laohu almost stepped back at the same time.

If there is a majestic mountain, it will be pressed.

The rain goddess finally said: "We don't want this opportunity, you just take it!"

When Yang Chongxuan no longer deliberately suppressed his own air, the whole squat began to shake.

After Yang Chongxuan stretched out a big lazy waist, he stared at the so-called godly goddess and sneered: "This depends on my mood!"

The rain goddess did not turn his eyes, staring at the dangerous man on the other side, Shen Sheng: "You go first, don't hesitate! The farther the better, go directly to Qinglan Town!"

"Just run."

Yang Chongxuan laughed and said: "I have to look at my fists fast, or their legs are fast."

The rain goddess gently lifted his hand, and the whole deep water was stirred and swayed, and then the water surface slammed up. Between her and Yang Chongxuan, a block of up to ten feet was established in a blink of an eye. Ice wall.

Fortunately, fighting in the water, she has a good location.

A punch easily breaks the water wall.

The goddess and the **** clasped together, and a light touch, the stream at the source of the mountain, turned into a otter, and Yang Chongxuan, who was leaping through the air, swiftly rushed.

Yang Chongxuan stood still, and stretched out his hand, suffocating like a rainbow, colliding with the otter, all smashed, the sun shone, Baojingshan halfway up the mountain actually hangs a rainbow.

Yang Chongxuan had previously stepped out, and he had to go to the other side. The rain goddess took a step back and his hands were spinning. There was a clear water mirror in front of the well, and the golden edge of the mirror appeared in the circle.

Yang Chongxuan laughed happily, his body fluttered forward, and he punched out with a fist. He only frowned slightly, and the water mirror was not broken. The whole person was in a misty and illusory environment.

Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "Well, there will be some tricks, but I don't know what my surname is? Fu?? Together with the law, this North Luzhou, we Yang is a well-deserved authentic!"

His mother's, as soon as she thought of this, Yang Chongxuan couldn't help but remember that Liu Jinglong, who didn't play a fight, simply did not break the law by his family technique, but twisted his body shape. The boxing is like a rainbow, and the boxing is blown out in all directions. The crowd is raging and scattered. Yang Chongxuan laughs and laughs: "I will see how long you can support this puzzle!"

If Yang Chongxuan is insane, such as the devil's coming to the world, the boxing is so thick, where is the weather that a common golden body Wufu can have?

Deep in the shore, Jiang Quhe only saw the rain goddess step by step, slowly going to the water, the water mirror in front of him swayed, constantly broken, and she was constantly repaired by deep water.

The rain goddess is struggling to support, and her heart is sad. She no longer has to leave Baojingshan three behind her because she is sure that they are destined to run away.

Even if you leave Baojingshan, you will still be caught up by that madman.

The outcome has been fixed.

Even if she took the deep waters of Baojing Mountain, she would support at least half a musk, even shorter.

Jiang Quhe's face was pale and murmured: “How could this be? It should not be like this.”

Xishan Laohu finally noticed the horror of his daughter. He was on the side, but it was useless. The old fox was in a hurry and finally began to regret why he did not listen to the words of the stupid son.

Yang Chongxuan stood in the water mirror illusion, "The hot hand is finished, not playing."

Take a deep breath and put out a boxing ring. As above, the ancient gods and gods will want to marry the river. It is the boxing frame of the martial arts figure that he realized when he was young.

The water mirror suddenly cracked, such as a glass of smashed ground, broken and scattered.

The rain goddess had to convert the magical powers, harnessed the deep water transport, turned into a pair of armor, draped over the body, trying to block the man's progress as much as possible.

Only in an instant, the man came to her, punched her belly in a punch, slowly pulled back her arm, then the other hand bypassed, grabbed her head, threw it on the ground, and finally Feet stepping on her forehead, looking down, smirked and said: "It's a goddess, it's really like the golden body of the landscape gods, the blood is golden, and the gods are ordinary, I am stunned by me. Boxing, it should be smashed, not bad, wait for me to take the treasure mirror, I will let you recover, you and I will continue to kill one, rest assured, after finishing the business, I will be slower on the punch, I will be a small three-pointer. It's not so fast, men are too fast, not like words.”

Yang Chongxuan's mouth was polite, but suddenly he increased the strength of his feet and pressed the entire head of the rain goddess into the snow-white stone cliff, making it impossible for her to take the water from the depths.

Yang Chongxuan bent down and smiled. "If I delay my business, I will break your neck."

The rain goddess struggled, her fingers moved, and she still tried to draw water from the depths.

The nine goddess of the mural city, after walking out of the picture, as long as it is a line of life and death, it is so determined, no complaints.

Just after Yang Chongxuan planned to completely solve this goddess.

A voice was ringing at the top of Baojing Mountain.

“It really is a waste.”

Yang Chongxuan looked up and pointed his finger and pointed at himself. "Is it not to say me?"

A weak woman who is not too beautiful, hangs a lion seal on her waist and jumps gently from the foothills.

Yang Chongxuan's thoughts turned sharply, and he was about to step on the rain goddess.

The young woman has smiled: "I advise you not to do this."

Even if he witnessed the full-fledged nature of Yang Chongxuan's close-knit, the woman was still slowly moving towards Yang Chongxuan.

Not only that, but also in the face of Yang Chongxuan, two fingers, flying Jiang Quhe and Xishan old fox.

The woman squinted at the end of the miserable rain goddess, her eyes full of sarcasm, "Spring King is the moon, the rain is raining, the book begins. Wasted such a good name."

Yang Chongxuan was shocked and surprised. He took up his strength and asked, "Are you?"

The woman said: "Li Liu."

Yang Chongxuan raised his palm and licked his chin. "I haven't heard it."

Li Liu smiled and smiled slowly. "The slang about this mirror is that I told you the ancestor of the mountain. At that time, he was wearing a trousers. Then you Yang is still poor. The trousers of the children are sewed and sewed, and they can't hide the birds, and they can't cover them.”

Yang Chongxuan burst into laughter and almost didn't laugh at tears.

His mother has never heard such a funny joke in his life.

Li Liu also laughed, his eyebrows bent like a wicker, gentle and graceful, extremely beautiful.

Yang Chongxuan suddenly remembered a person coming.

He didn't laugh too much.

Yang Chongxuan tentatively asked: "The fourth? But in fact, the one that makes Liu Jinglong not guilty?"

The woman squinted her head and smiled and said, "Liu Jinglong? I haven't heard it."

Yang Chongxuan has big eyes.

Hey, this girl is strong enough, she can install it more than herself, and have an appetite!

It's just that Yang Chongxuan was a bit guilty. Before that, he was a high-ranking person who had counted himself, saying that he was careful in the last ten years and would be hurt by a woman.

At that time, he mistakenly thought that he was going to commit a peach blossom, so he was guilty of seeing a beautiful woman.

After all, it is still half a person who cultivates the Tao. Once he is in love, it is still quite troublesome.

But in fact, what would you say is that you have to be hurt by the girl who is in front of you?

The two were separated by five steps, and she finally stood.

She said: "It is a little difficult to kill you, and the price is a bit big."

It seems that she is guilty.

Yang Chongxuan is on the verge of an enemy.

Even if he was facing the old **** of Xiao Xuan, he was not so guarded.

It was not long after Chen Pingan quietly sneaked into the place of the mountain.

A foreigner from Liuxiazhou, with the hanging goddess who took the lead in turning the painted mural into a white drawing, left the mural city and climbed together. First went to the ancestral temple of the ancestral temple and drank a bowl of dark tea. I talked with the old immortal teacher of one of the three ancestors of the Ma Mazong. Then I went to the Qinglan Town directly through the secret law of the Ma Mazong. After a tour, the goddess of the sacred heart would move and ask the owner to go. A hoarding of the mountains.

According to the deduction of the spring official goddess of the year, if the opportunity of the Baojing Mountain is a meeting for the rain goddess, then the pocket of the mountain is the thing in the bag of the goddess.

Although neither the scale nor the rank of the product, it is far from being comparable to the Leichi in the hanging mountain, but it is also a great blessing of the half-birth.

At the same time, Chunguan Goddess also promoted the two opportunities, and whether it is the mirror of Baojing Mountain or Leichi, once it is seized, there will be other avenues to follow, which is the real important mystery.

It's just what it is, just like their true identity about themselves. If there are many obstacles in front of them, they can't be broken.

Two of the Taoist monks have been studied together.

Hanging on the goddess of women, she smiled and said: "I am much more fortunate than the rain sister. I have to put on such a bad mood, and I have to follow him. I am replaced by me. The young man is dead. The young man Compared with the owner, it is really a hundred thousand miles."

The man is somewhat helpless, but his eyes are gentle and whispered: "Fire bells, you have to compare with others. Those who have won themselves since ancient times are better than winners."

Hanging goddess smiled and nodded, "know, master."

After the accumulation of the mountain, she was very excited. There was no reason. She just looked at the sea of ​​clouds that was halfway up the mountainside. She was happy, and then I took a look at the clouds in the high mountains. I was very happy.

She grabbed the man's hand and flew in the sky below the clouds. The lightning was very gentle and did not launch any offensive against them. Instead, she jumped slowly on the surface of the sea of ​​clouds and showed her relatives very well.

Near the top of the Jiushan Mountain, the two hovered in the air, hanging the goddess pointed to the stone monument on the top of the mountain, smiled and said: "Master, recognize those words?"

The man glanced and nodded: "The fighting pool of the Doumen is the place where the ancient Leibu gods will clean the weapons. The Douhou is one of the three divisions of the two houses. I was in the night dream, If the yin **** travels far, travel through the ruins of the two houses and one division, but after waking up, I don't remember the scenes very seriously. In short, I feel very mysterious."

Hanging goddess is open-minded.

She glanced over and suddenly frowned.

The man wondered: "What happened?"

Hanging the goddess and murderous, said: "Master, a few thunder whip! I don't know which thief steals, or the monsters in this place are privately occupied!"

The man shook his head and said: "Since it is a chance, whether it is someone else stealing, or this demon is occupied, it is destined to be destined, no need to be angry."

Hanging goddess screamed.

Immediately, she smiled and smiled. She gently took off the small ancient plaque engraved with the "small electricity" and went forward.

The shackles of the mountains and the mountains show a magnificent and magnificent scene.

I saw the whole thunder pool rise from the ground and plunged into the ring with the sea of ​​lightning.

About a quarter of an hour later, the goddess hangs lightly: "Come back."

The ancient scorpion swept back into her hands and handed it to the man. "The host please see."

The man looked down and, in the old man, placed a thunder pool like a pool of golden ink.

It is not magical.

The man told her to take up the old man and look into the distance. "It's time to return home."

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The man is dumbfounded, and it is rare for her to have such a childlike side.

On the other side of the mountain.

The scholar gave a group of Jindan monsters a very embarrassing pursuit, and there were ** 窜 窜 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The enchantment of the ground and the high places prevent the scholars from escaping with the quirky shackles. If it is only this method, the scholars have already ran away. They never thought that the Jindan ghosts in the name of Baicun City had an incredible treasure. The possessed scholars, neither hurting the soul, but able to follow the shadows, can not be expelled.

The scholars tumbling in the air, can not escape the bombardment of a magic weapon, dusty.

He smiled and flew in one direction, shouting: "Good brother!"

Chen Ping, who showed the old man's face, pulled his mouth and whispered, "Mu Mao brother."

In the next scene, all the monsters were confused and looked at each other. They actually stopped and chased each other.

The scholar gave a golden sign to both fingers?

It was thrown at the ally that seemed to come to this rescue.

And that guy also pulled out the sword, and a sword slammed into the golden light bursting like a big day.

A huge gas machine rushed away in all directions.

Like a mountain peak was broken into the lake.

Jianguang is like a symbol? Together to dissipate.

At that moment, the book became angry and changed, and the eyes were dazzling, but it was a deliberate convergence of the aura. This is a move to let the students cut off. The scholars rushed to Chen Ping and whispered: "First hit the shadow of the bones on my body. Then go together."

Chen Ping nodded, and a sword was handed out, just a shadow in the middle of it.

It seems that the scholar who has changed a person is relieved and will be thankful.

A punch is coming again.

Both eyes are black.

Your uncle.

Chapter end