Original update When Qing Ming once again stepped out of the dilemma, the lonely mountain that had stood out was already missing. m*/.//*------ Wonderful start-----.^_^(Pinyin o)

The body shape of the natural Yuan Mengzi is also completely gone.

It can only be seen in the dust, and in front of it, a huge pit.

Even Yuan Mizi’s temperament is not.

Qingming’s heart is a shudder, cold hands and feet.

The heavy sadness and deep despair almost drowned her thoughts.

Holding the last silky period, Qingming turned his head and looked out of the hundred miles.

However, I saw the figure of Zong Shou, and I walked away in the laughter.

Singles are only shadows, but the momentum is extinct!

When Qing Ming was suddenly bitten, the force did not let the tears fall.

The hands were tightly picked up, the nails were buckled into the meat, and the blood was red. The grief of the grief is difficult. A little more blood, spilling from the corners of the lips.

There is no war in the market, and the people return to their homes. Now they have even a dream.

At this time, there have been more monks, and they have emerged from the dilemma.

I don't know the specific situation, and I don't know the body of Yuan Mengzi. Almost everyone is looking red and angry.

After rushing out, I could not see the figure of Zong Shou. These people, first, a glimpse, and then ridicule, ridicule.

"Is this shoud not to say that the door is closed? I don't know where to go at this time?"

"It’s so courageous! I’m alone, I dare to provoke my spiritual dilemma. Isn’t it now?”

"It’s ridiculous! It turns out that this invincible powerhouse in the cloud world will also be jealous?"

"You! I have never suffered such humiliation since I was in this situation for a long time! This hate is not paid, what other faces do I have, and stand in this world?"

"In my opinion, Zongmen should do his best and kill him!"

The people who talk are mostly under the ninth order. There are several spiritual environments in the interior, but they are pale.

After only ten interest rates, there are dozens of Taoists. They are flying out of the embarrassing situation.

They are also spiritually cultivated, and their looks are equally ugly. One of them looked down and looked at Qingming, and walked to her side.

"Secret of the Qingming Master! There is a change in the interior of the soul of the soul, and the soul lamp of the uncle of the Yuanmeng Master has been extinguished. I don't know the uncle of the teacher--"

This is the clear heart of Qingming, and then the wooden face, slightly dagger.

"Yuan Mengzi's teacher is only to protect my spiritual dignity. I took the risky shot. Unfortunately, the final defeat was successful. Only then has it fallen in the hands of that Qiankun!"

This sentence is spoken, but it is like a thunder. Thousands of Taoist disciples in this place are no longer colored. The face was gray.

Within a few tens of miles, it is quiet.

And those dozens of spiritual realms are also more dignified. Or sad. Or heartache. No one will say anything again -

After a long time, there was a slight noise.

"That Qiankun is far outside the domain, a few distances from the world. How come the fast method, it also takes two or three interest time. With the energy of the Yuanmeng master, you can't help the devil?"

"For thousands of years, the uncle has always been cautious. It will never be unsure. Even if you decide to take risks, you should have a few chances to win --"

"So, the sect is after the attack of the uncle of the Taishi, and the whole body retreats?"

"This child. It’s awesome!"

"This devil is a catastrophe!"

"Tai Shi uncle's ancestors. So now I am in a dilemma, how should I be good?"

The mind of Qingming is gradually quiet. Then he held the sword and looked up at the sky.

Yuan Mengzi died, she was in the field, the only three generations of disciples.

It is also among the people. The most qualified person who controls the dilemma.

She is not here, if it is changed in the past, it must be avoided.

At this moment, I need to do my part.

Quietly stand. Listening to the surroundings, there have been some signs of quarrels.

Her scorpion suddenly flickered. Use the heavy code in troubled times! At this time, the situation is chaotic, and you can no longer use the usual means.

Yuan Mengzi rested before his death, no matter what, he could not live up to it.

Also remembered Zong Shou, this person, she will one day, to be under the sword!

With this dry king, don’t wear the sky!

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At the same time, in the east of the cloud world, there is an isolated floating island in the sea of ​​clouds.

A 70-year-old man standing by the lake is sighing and sighing, and the picture displayed in the water lake in front of him is completely dispersed.

Vaguely can be identified from the scenes remaining in the ripples, this is the scene outside the Tao Ling dilemma.

The situation is heavy, and both inside and outside are densely packed. Especially the place of entry and exit, especially.

It is difficult for ordinary people to have a glimpse of their reality.

But this old man can pass through a plain lake. Between tens of thousands of miles, you can see the scenery inside and outside.

The lake is shining, but for a moment, it has returned to normal.

The old man's gaze is slightly flashing, thoughtful.

That look is both a joy and a hint of concern.

After a long time, I sighed softly and swung my sleeves. A scroll, now on his side.

Then use the idea as a pen, gather a trace of spiritual power from heaven and earth, directly transform the ink, and wave on the book.

"Twenty years old, the young master with one person's strength, to fight outside the spirit of the road. For half a day, no one dares to respond. After that, the gods of the gods are attacked, and they have no dreams. Retreat, the injury is slight -"

A line of dragon-and-phoenix-like black characters, an instant book.

And if you look further, you can find dozens of similar writings.

Almost a narrative of Zong Shou, all life -

"Four years old, the son of the ancestors did not practice the martial arts, the progress is very fast! The savvy is high, the wisdom is the best, the foundation should be based, see and not forget, can be inferior."

"Five years old, the delay has not condensed the inner interest. The old slaves look at it and see that the son has a double vein, the soul is broken, and there is a barrier to heaven. Unfortunately, I am burning the blood of the land. Sure enough, it can't be compatible with the blood of the seven-tailed fox. If you continue to practice martial arts, you will die sooner or later! If Miss knows, I wonder if I will regret it, and I will be sentenced to the death of the millennium, and the son will be born. When the young lady was sentenced, the ancestors had already had white hair and dying. The son of the son had become more and more dead.

"Seven years old, the son is hard to practice as it is, still has nothing to do. The old slaves feel that I am Lujiajia training, and it is not wrong. It is Miss, she is wrong, between the gods and gods, can you fall in love?"

"--the old slaves are daring, and the worried sons are martial arts servants, and they die early. Therefore, they are banned by the secret law, so that they are not allowed to practice martial arts. They can avoid injury to the meridians and cannot be saved.

"Ten years old, Zong Yu injured the son. Zong did not whip three hundred, and ousted the dry Tianshan. Zong Weiran loved the child to deep-"

"Twelve years old, such as Linhai Academy, to practice the Soul Law. Still can not be cultivated into a soul, this is expected!"

"The son of the son of fourteen years old, according to the command of the owner of Cang Yan, went to the world of Xuanhu. After two years of return, I learned that the Tianshan Mountain experienced great changes. Zong Suran was forced into the sea of ​​clouds, life and death. The old slaves searched several times. I don't see it!"

"--The experience of the son, but quite amazing. The soul and the martial arts are double-educated, repaired into leaps and bounds, break through the obstacles, and the spirits are one! The old slaves are deeply different, and they don't know why. If you carefully examine their experiences, you should have no external help. The pulse is simply whimsical. The sword is so high that it is even awkward. If the mind is tough, no one can be enemies!"

"With the thunder, clearing the rebellion, inheriting the position of the demon king, and turning the tide, almost occupying half of the east-"

"Seventeen-year-old, the old slaves devote themselves to exploration, and the son was a year ago. He has already entered the sacred road, and his name is about autumn!"

"With the four hundred sacred Xuanlongshi, the defeat of nearly a thousand Tailing sects of the sixth-order Taoist soldiers. Today began to know that the young master also has a matchless talent!"

"At the age of eighteen, I used to burn the shackles of Lujia, and created the secrets of Lei Lie Qian Hua. The old slaves have studied their blood, and I am the first generation of the Lu family. If Miss knows, it must be incomprehensible! ”

"18 years old, the young master becomes a secret law, and forms a golden body. It is within the divine environment of the day, the first light shines, and the darkness is invisible. It is the second day of the world. Desire. Heaven is inductive, the clouds are snowy. All the Buddhist temples are collapsed in the north wall-"

"When the Buddha's family is coming, change the word 'no amount of light' to 'the vast light'. There is also a legend that the Buddha's future Buddha position has become easier, and the Maitreya Buddha is even more infinite. The old slaves are timid, This is closely related to the lesser."

"Nineteen years old, the young masters are unified in the east and the clouds are in the land, and they are destroyed!"

"The battle of the deep lake in the ground, the pressure on all the heroes in the cloud, is known as the first kendo!"

"Twenty years old, night magic intrusion -"

After that, it is swaying, and the more it goes to the back, the more detailed it is.

It seems that it is always from the beginning to the end.

The first few lines are all commensurate with the son. In the latter words, the words "severe master" are replaced by the word "small master".

Between words, it is very respectful.

A line of words, the old man took a hand, he will withdraw it into the sleeve.

Turned around and was about to return to the hut behind him. After the lake, there was a sudden steaming.

A trace of mist rises and rises behind him, forming a water mirror.

A figure is also shown in this mirror.

The old man brows his head and his heart is slightly stunned. Immediately turned around and looked back ~lightnovelpub.net~ Looking at the figure in the mirror, it was a middle-aged gray-haired man in a luxurious, relaxed tone.

"Oh it's you!"

The next moment, between the old man's eyebrows, there is a bit of cold meaning.

"It is said that nowadays, you have been appreciated by the family and become the master of a temple. At this time, when the scenery is endless, how can I have time to find my frustrated person?"

"Frustrated? It is the old friend you are looking for, the homeowner is valued by you, still above us. If you have the heart, you can be the master of the temple for up to 20 years. What envy me? ”

The man smiled and didn't care about the fall of the old man's words.

The old man listened to the intolerance and shook his head directly: "Let's talk nonsense, just say it, what is it?"

The gray-haired middle-aged heard the words as a condensed look, and then the eyes were savvy, paying attention to the old man.

“Nature is for the Lord!” To be continued