"teacher……"

Looking at the disappearing Taidao Taoist, Peng and others are weeping.

Although only a short seven days, the Taoist magicalism that the other party preached undoubtedly opened the door to a new world and let them know that the world is so colorful.

"There are teachers who have passed the Fa in these few days. It is really a chance for Tianda. I really want to abandon everything and go into the deep mountains for further repairs and strive for the early Jindan Dacheng!"

Peng discovered that in the avenue taught by Fang Yuan, he is still the most suitable method for internal refining.

Breathing deeply at this time, you can feel the constant refinement of the body, a hint of mana convergence.

"You, we have to be taught by the teacher, the association is the same, it is the brothers, but also hope to leave a name, and see each other in the future."

At this time, a teenager came over and said, "My name is Kunxie!"

"My name is Peng!"

"My name is away!"

"suitable!"

Several people looked at each other and reported their names to each other. They found that most of them were nearby hunters and cowards, and naturally they were somewhat close.

On the contrary, the young Kunqu, who was the son of a certain tribal leader, surprised them a bit.

"Hey!"

At this time, a huge black tiger roared and shook the four wild.

The sturdy atmosphere is just a step away from the previous Dapeng and Jiuwei fox.

Many animals wrapped up, the kind of unpleasant taste, even Peng was aware: "They... are driving us away?"

"Hey, the teachers are all humanoid, these dazzling, wet and egg-like generations, dare to marry us?"

Kunxie whispered a low sentence, and the eyebrows were full of pride.

"But... I will wait!"

Stared by many animals, even Peng had some scalp tingling, pulling the sleeves of Kunming, and the group flew out of the mountains.

In the past seven days, there was a secret fund of Fang Yuan. As long as there is talent, he has trained a little something to come out. If you are over the mountains, you will be idle.

"I am the young master of the Kunming tribe, and my friends, if you are in need of cultivation in the future, you can come to me!"

Although there are some big racisms in Kunming, the temper is very good in the face of these fellow people.

"Thank you, I will wait!"

Peng, a few of them naturally continually promised, and then sprinkled it.

"what?"

"Who is that?"

He returned to the tribe and found that everyone around him looked at him with a strange look.

Not only that, but the entire tribe seems to be different from before.

"what happened?"

Peng some doubts stopped a person, recognized, and finally managed to find out from the memory: "You are... Jing Jun? How could it be like this?"

"You are... Peng?"

Jing Jun blinked and said incredulously: "You have disappeared for seven years, where did you go?"

"You said... seven years?"

Peng feels very ridiculous: "I have just entered the mountain for seven days... wait a minute..."

He thought of the power of the teacher. It would seem like a day in the sky and a year in the ground.

"Oh... since you disappeared, everyone thought that you were eaten by the beasts in the mountains..." Jing Jun lamented: "Even your thatched cottage was given to others."

In this semi-public ownership era, all the people's production materials are shared, and there is no saying or concept of private property.

Of course, in Xuanguo, this has changed.

But among the wild people, this concept is still very deep-rooted.

Originally, if this treatment was encountered, Peng would definitely be angry.

But at this time, he found that his heart was like a water stop, the ancient well had no waves, and he was not angry at all.

"Is this what the teacher said?"

Peng Xinli thought with suspicion: "Or just because I have mastered the Tao, so I am not afraid? It seems that even if it is a state of mind, it needs the blessing of the Dafa to stabilize it?"

"You don't have to be impulsive..."

Next to it, Jing Jun is still talking about it.

"Well... the grass is nothing but the things outside, no more." Peng spoke: "I just want to leave the tribe and go to the mountains to live."

Until then, he understood why the teacher would appear in the mountains.

If you want to cultivate into a fairy, you need to stay away from the world and get a quiet place in the famous mountains and rivers.

"What? You have to move to the mountains?"

Jing Jun is a big eye, looking at this once-small partner: "Do you know how dangerous it is in the mountains? Wait a minute... How did you come over these years?"

"In the past few years..."

Peng’s face was with a hint of cherished color.

Suddenly, I saw a group of people coming in front of me: "It is him! The original fugitive!"

I saw a tribe who had originally had a hatred with Peng, who was coming with a few samurai warriors and was proud of it.

"It's him..."

Peng looked at the other side's distorted face because of pleasure, and had already forgotten why he had a hatred with the other side.

But he forgot on the 7th, but the other party can remember for seven years, but it also gave him a lot of emotion.

"Xuanguo has its own laws, and those who have left the wild people, evading taxes, are all slaves!"

Several Xuan Guo warriors looked at each other and rushed over. The bronze daggers at the waist swayed and glorious, and even with great majesty, even Jun Jun did not dare to move.

After all, the other party is the Xuan Guo Warrior, they are just wild people.

Once you resist, there will be a big army coming, and it will be destroyed!

Over the years, Xuan Guo has used **** heads to make the surrounding tribes learn the rules.

Looking at the imposing Xuan Guo Warrior, Peng scratched his head in a dilemma: "What method should I use? Wait a minute, the teacher seems to have mentioned a technique! Fortunately, I just refined a mana, just use it!"

At this point, he did not hesitate and reached out and grabbed it: "The town!"

Hey!

Two golden words emerged, and the branding is usually engraved on the forehead of the two warriors.

They stayed motionless and squatted like wood.

"The soul of the soul... the body law!"

Peng looked at his hands and was full of sighs.

Before, he could not imagine that he could be right with the Xuan Guo Samurai.

But what about this? Just a mana spell, the two fully armed fighters can't move, letting the slaughter.

This kind of power, the feeling that brought him, is so novel, and even makes him involuntarily want to try more.

"Different... alien?"

When Jing Jun’s eyes widened, he thought of the legends of those strangers: “Is it impossible for you to go missing before you go to find the exotic flowers?”

"This is the law of Xianmen, not the result of the fruit!"

Although I knew that the other party could not understand, Peng explained it.

Unfortunately, at this time, no matter how he explained, he could not stop the enthusiasm of those ignorant people, and almost worshipped him as a god.

......

Fang Yuan did not want to take care of the experience of these disciples.

Anyway, all he wants is to spread the extraordinary seeds through this extensive network, and then to test the feasibility of some ideas.

At this point, everything is going well.

"It’s just a practice, it takes time to harvest."

He looked at the giant mountain in front of him.

This mountain is located in a dense jungle. Because of the topography, it can raise the feng shui, gather the good gas, and even the concentration of the element is high.

The idea of ​​changing to Xiu Xian is that there is a big pulse.

"Opening a school, there must be a mountain gate..."

Fang Yuan’s hands are like a string.

Under his control, the giant mountain changed quickly.

A pavilion and pavilion rose from the ground, beautiful, and even a thick fog appeared on the periphery, forming a formation, isolated inside and outside.

"The mountain is not high, there is a fairy name... Although this mountain is originally unknown, but I am there, it is Xianshan Kunwu!"

Rumble!

A huge stone tablet emerged, with the dragon and the phoenix dancing on it, writing the two characters of Kunwu.

As the rule text of this hole, Yunxiao guarantees that anyone who has introduced the monk or the strange one will not understand the wrong meaning.

The Kunwu Hall, Fang Yuan emerged out of thin air, sitting on the cloud bed.

When the thoughts were moved, the various animals that had originally lived in the mountains were wrapped in an invisible force, and they were discharged from the mountains, leaving only a few.

One is a red-faced macaque, one is a colorful pheasant, and one is a piece of jade with a multicolored glow.

"I am a very early-born person. I am here today to open a school, and I am full of mountains and spirits.

Fang Yuan’s right hand waved, three streams of light appeared, and did not enter the three bodies.

Suddenly, the red-faced macaque and the golden pheasant rolled into the ground and turned into two boys and girls. The man’s cheeks were thin and the clothes were still red. The girls were delicate and cute, wearing colorful feathers.

The last piece of colorful stone was rolled on the ground, suddenly blasted, and a smashing boy like a singer came out from inside, cried crisply: "I have seen the master of the church!"

This is the use of the technique of Fang Yuan, which instills some knowledge directly into their knowledge of the sea.

"Ok."

Fang Yuan caressed and smiled: "Today, all three of you have been reborn, you have to get a name. If you come out of the stone, it is called Shi Sheng. As for the monkey, it is called Yuan Hong, and the golden pheasant is a sister!"

"promise!"

These three were originally ordinary creatures. Even Shi Sheng had only a little spirituality. Nowadays, he has a great fortune. He is happy to win. He has to say: "Thank you for giving me the name."

"I will pass on you again, and it will be able to drive the 365 yellow towel tyros attached to the palace. You three will go down to familiarize yourself with the environment. In the future, the entire Kunwu Mountain and the maintenance of this palace will be handed over to You guys!"

Fang Yuanyi's sleeves, the three-way symbol flies out, but the figure disappears in the cloud bed.

"Give me the master!"

The three boys looked at each other, or the sisters couldn’t stand it. The eyes seemed to be lit with small stars, pinching the face of Shi Sheng: "The younger brother is very cute."

"If people have a name, they will teach the name of the master!"

The powdered jade children only swayed through the city with a belly pocket: "And... the days of the birth of the spirituality are thousands of years old, don't call my little brother again!"

"Unfortunately, you are small!"

Yuan Hong looked at him silently, suddenly filling the knife, letting Shi Sheng depressed to the corner of the circle to circle.