"Tianfutai, what is he going to do on this day?"

"After the small Luo Tianjian array, I still have to be delusional, Linyi this twelve days?"

"Small Luo Tianjian array, the test is the martial arts talent. On this day, the twelve stone tablets on the stage are all the spiritual masters. The gods and the characters must be extremely talented before they can be copied, and they are indispensable. Under the day trip, there is no one, and you can copy even one of them -"

"I have listened to the teacher's words, and I want to leave this celestial ancestor. I need to be pure and incomparable, and calligraphy is at least a good thing. It is only possible. Where is the spiritual master before the day trip, can do it. ?"

"Three hundred and forty-three interest breaks, this man's kendo is really terrible. I don't believe his way, it is so brilliant!"

Looking at the Zongshou step by step to step up and step on the left side of the stone platform, there is a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Looking at the boy’s gaze, it’s complicated at the moment. But no one, dare to say a word before the results are clear.

Yin Yangchu snow, but also face to face. Zong Shou can break the Xiao Luo Tian Jian array, which has made them surprised and ecstatic.

But I have not waited for two people, and I have returned to God in this joy, but my family has been on the Tianfutai.

Zong Shou's swordsmanship, three months ago, they have already seen it once, and the heart is somewhat emboldened.

But this is the way, what kind of level is in the end, but it is not known. Although in the Linhai Academy, I learned a full three years. In the end, Zong Shou was equivalent to being driven out of the college.

At the beginning of the snowy heart, I was reminded of the materials that Zong Shou purchased from time to time in the three months.

There was also a battle with Zong Yu at the beginning, and the wind wall on the cloud car suddenly broke. Previously, she always thought that it was her own practice that could not be practiced, which led to the failure of the battle. Now think carefully, it may not be the hand of the family.

It’s just above the 12 stone tablets on the day, but after all, it’s the ancestors of Lingyun. Before the emergence, the book’s twelve real ‘days’!

Even if it is a family owner, it has already broken the unsuccessful ‘Small Luo Tianjian’. She is still still loyal to Zong Shou, and she has no confidence.

Just as the people under the stage had mixed ideas, Zong Shou had stood before the first stone monument.

The monument was three feet high, except that the front was flattened and no modifications were made. The whole body looks like stone, but in fact it is all from the Huangjinjie.

Legend has it that in this world, but where there is gold, there is evil spirits. It is also one of the best materials for the writing of the spirits.

——All-in-one gold, not so, is not enough to carry this symbol, inheriting hundreds of millions of years.

The first of the twelve stone tablets is ‘dry’!

In fact, every stroke, every stroke is like a silver hook and tail, and the clouds are fascinating. Another example is the return to the phoenix dance, roaring stone. It is majestic, magnificent, and light.

Regardless of the structure strokes, it is impossible to see that it is a 'dry' word. However, it is a true ‘thought’.

Or, in front of the eyes of ordinary people, things like ghosts should be the word, the original appearance.

I don't know when, Lin Fei, also came behind him. His eyes flashed and he looked at Zong Shou: "The rules here are also like those on the Mingjian stage. You can't use any soul power to read, or you can't borrow the help of Lingbao. The consequences are at your own risk. In the 10,000 years, Linyi has 12 days. The person of Fu, a total of forty-six thousand and forty-four people, nearly half of those who died because of Tianfu’s rebellion! Don’t be careless—"

The old man’s expression is also extremely complicated, only from the talent, the words of this delicate boy. It is already known that this child has been completely ruined.

Broke the Xiao Luo Tian Jian array, just a reply to Ling Yunzong.

Squinting eyes, Liang Miaozi over there, Lin Fei secretly shook his head, heart palpitated these years, is the indulgence of this collection of the British Lord, is it too much? Just now, no matter how blame, it will not help.

Shocked by the world, but refused to go out. Ling Yunzong, after today, has been destined to be jokes.

If this is the child, after breaking the Xiaoluojianjian array, the twelve deities will be picked up again.

I am afraid that this is not a storm in Danling Mountain. The ups and downs of the place, including the first seat, are inevitably blamed.

In my heart, I couldn’t help but give birth to some thoughts that I shouldn’t have. I only hoped that the scriptures painted by the ancestors would be as rumored as the rumors. This is better if you pass away. It’s just that this idea started, and Lin Fei was very self-sufficient.

Lin Fei’s words, Zong Shou did not pay attention. When he stood before the stone monument, it was already clear-minded, and all the chaos was stripped off.

The **** of the gods, the gods hand painted. Any distracting thoughts that should not be present are no different from finding death, but also a humiliation to the owner of this stone monument.

Bite the right index finger and click on the beginning of the ‘dry’ character, next to Zong Shou’s ear, a loud bang.

A wave of strong thoughts rushed into his mind. It is the person who painted the character, and the history has never been lost.

Resonate with his soul, with his consciousness, into a vast world of incomparable. It is an infinite sky, and you can swim freely. There are water, wind, fire, and thunder. There are dusty sand grains, and there are also a variety of creatures that also float in the air.

Zong Shou’s eyes flashed slightly, and these twelve days, when he was alive, took another year. Three hundred and sixty-five days, a total of 3,227 times.

It’s just this kind of experience, he never experienced it. Just for a moment, his understanding of this 'dry' character has reached an extreme.

The index finger moves to the right and moves with those nicks. Then there are countless spirometers of psionic energy that are generated around them. A force, or pulling or repelling, wants to deflect his fingers.

With a slight smile, Zong Shou has no panic, or let it go, or forcefully walk through, or borrow strength. On top of this stone monument, a curved curve is drawn, such as an ugly blood mark. But from beginning to end, the nicks were not offset.

Every stroke is a serious one, and there is no stagnation. Until the bottom, the last one was blocked by an inexplicable force ~lightnovelpub.net~.

At this time, everyone under the Futai watched their breath. Knowing this Linyi has reached the most critical moment. This is a success, but the death is death.

Lin Fei is also in the blink of an eye and dare not deviate from the moment. To succeed in copying the day, it is necessary to understand the true meaning of the character.

The world's words can express the world's avenues. And all the symbols are the integration of the Tao.

Really can be said to be slender to the back, no death!

This boy named Zong Shou, the son of Tianshan, can you do it in the end?

The next moment, but on the face of Zong Shou, there was a smile.

It was full of joy after the news, no smile. Lin Fei’s pupil was also tightened into a needle at this moment.

"Dry for the sky, the heavens are clear! The perfection of Zhengyang is the sky!"

A diagonal stroke, this pen is still curved, but it is invincible, and the unknown resistance is broken.

When the blood is fulfilled, there is a clear air between the heavens and the earth. The psionic power of this place has also climbed a hundred times.

And this day, under the stage, at the same time ‘嘶’, all the sounds of a cold breath.

Zong Shou only felt his body, as if there was no weight. There is even a warm inflow, but it does not rush to Dantian, but enters into his soul.

Still no mood to pay attention to, Zong Shou's eyes, directly biased to the other side, the second stone monument - ‘Kun’ word character.

"Kun is the land! The land is turbid, and the yin is nowhere to be grounded!"

PS: Comrades, help me to recommend the ticket, just click on it, but it helps a lot. I went to the new book list today and saw that a bunch of great gods, it is a tragedy, and the competition is fierce.