The 193th chapter of the past

When I heard the quiet teacher ask too much about what was in his arms, Zhang Xiaohua did not understand: "Things? Nothing? What is the teacher talking about?"

The spirit of Jing Yi Shi Tai did not leave Zhang Xiaohua, and said coldly in his mouth: "That... you take out the things in your arms and let the teacher see!"

"Yes," Zhang Xiaohua said honestly, and then he took out the things in his arms. It was a short sword, a jade, a waist card, some bits and pieces, and a silkworm.

The quiet teacher is too divided into a god, covered in jade, sneer: "Ren Xiaoyao, what is inside this jade? Is this yours?"

Zhang Xiaohua listened and shook his head: "The master of the martyrdom, this jade is not a disciple. It is a person named Mo Qingshan who gave a female disciple named Jing Yi, a disciple..."

"Shut up, can you tell me the name of the master?" Waiting for the quiet teacher to speak too much, Xia Qing next to him shouted loudly.

“Where is the name of the master?” Zhang Xiaohua’s glimpse, “The trembling voice” said: “Is the Master of the Master a quiet person?”

"Hey~" Jingyi Shi heard the name of Mo Qingshan too. It was obviously a glimpse. This cold voice, Zhang Xiaohua did not hear any real anger.

Zhang Xiaohua said: "I also ask the Lord to forgive the small, small to pass the fragrant teaching time is still short, the weekdays are the call of the master of the Lord, do not know the name of the master!"

"Well, I don't know who is not guilty." Jing Yi Shi said with a hand: "What is inside this jade, have you seen it?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Of course I have seen it, otherwise I can know that this is for Jing... the master of the teacher?"

Said, that is, the blood book is handed.

Jing Yi Shi took the blood book too, did not watch, but said: "You open the jade."

When the small flower is opened, the quiet teacher asks: "Do you know this thing?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head: "I know that it is grass and Dan, but I have never heard of it!"

"Well, although you haven't heard of it, you must know that this is a rare thing."

"Of course, it’s a treasure that the predecessors of the predecessors killed." Zhang Xiaohua nodded.

"That... you... don't have the idea of ​​swallowing this thing?"

"Where" Zhang Xiaohua is upright: "The gentleman loves money and has a proper way. This is a matter of trusting the love of the predecessors. The disciples only want to bring back to the quiet... the master, how can you have other ideas?"

"He lied..." Xia Qing, who was next to him, said: "The master of the church, outside the ruins the day before yesterday, the disciple once asked him about his situation in the ruins. He... he did not say anything to his disciples!"

"Xia Shijie, you are here now!" Zhang Xiaohua did not understand why Xia Qing was embarrassed with himself. He only defended: "At the time, I was going to sue, but my sister was in a hurry and reported to the teacher. This stopped me, under I don't have your thoughts."

"That... I am happy, I just saw this teaching, why don't you say it?"

"Teacher, you...you don't seem to have a chance to talk to your disciples!" Zhang Xiaohua said helplessly: "In fact, the teacher is more worried. If the disciple wants to smother it, he will tear the blood book directly. No one is. I know this is a thing of the predecessor, do you say it?"

"Well, that's also true." Jing Yi Shi's tone was obviously eased: "Ren Xiaoyao, you will take back everything, this jade and blood book... I accepted it. You... said the situation inside. Once again, especially... how to meet Mo... Qingshan..."

Zhang Xiaohua put things back in his arms, and said that he would meet Mo Qingshan again. Of course, this is definitely not the truth. He only said that he was walking to see the body of Mo Qingshan, just got something, and It is the burial of the corpse, that is, to catch up with the shock of the big array, and I will escape it...

"Is there nothing else beside Mo Qingshan?" Jing Yi asked.

Zhang Xiaohua’s head swayed with the rattle: “No, there are only two things, maybe there are other things, just a little panic, nothing to pay attention to...”

"Well, okay, you have a compassionate heart, you can bury his body, only...just a position..." The quiet teacher is too sad.

"You have to let the master of the teacher disappoint. The small one is a little lost. The vibration of the big array is all chaos. The small one is looking for it, and it can't be found!"

"Hey, don't look for it, find out how to find it, how is it?" Jing Yi said too low.

Then, I stood up and looked at the ruins in the distance. I didn’t know whether I was looking at the undead of Mo Qingshan, or I was looking for the mysterious “浣不心”. After a long while, I waved my hand and said, “Let’s go first. Go back to the Fragrant Peak!"

More than one day, everyone came to the peak of the fragrance with the quiet teacher, Zhang Xiaohua did not know how the ordinary people followed Jingyi Shitai, only know that everyone is quiet riding, all the way without a word Jing Yi Shi Tai.

That quiet teacher is also riding a horse, first, and away from the crowd, a few feet away, do not look back, do not care about the people behind. The quiet teacher is too veiled, and Zhang Xiaohua’s gods don’t dare to let go. Only at the end look at the rather lonely figure in front, and my heart is also somewhat emotional, although as a master of teaching, not only in the sacred teaching In the whole rivers and lakes, it is also a famous person who can't surrender. But her heart is also a mortal emotion. Maybe it can't be flashed on weekdays. At some point, it can be Some memories, something touched, can always hurt the softness of the heart.

Do not say anything else, only when the quiet teacher and Mo Qingshan joined hands to test the three customs, Jing Yi teacher can jump off the cliffs of Mo Qingshan, this affection is like the deep sea, how can her heart not Leave a piece of pure land for Mo Qingshan? Before today, perhaps this pure land space has been closed, but before the grass in the Mo Qingshan fight for the return of the grass, the sky that the Jingyi teacher is too strong and self-supporting is slamming, the earlier memories, such as the affection of the sea, But it’s like the tides drowning...

Seeing that he had reached the peak of the fragrant incense, Zhang Xiaohua saw the monument standing on the side of the mountain road. He didn’t feel the movement in his heart. This monument was similar to the stone monument that he had previously refining. Mo...not using the same method. Can refining? Of course, this thought is only a circle in the mind of Zhang Xiaohua is to disappear, this thing to do, you have to find a black wind high night!

The disciple of Ruijin Temple of Hushan Mountain did not have the same time when Zhang Xiaohua came. He saw it from the front of the mountain and stood by the mountain road to welcome the quiet teacher.

Jing Yi Shi is too expressionless, riding a horse to the front of the mountain, looking at the towering peaks of the towering clouds, looking at the revered disciples of the Ruijin Temple, immediately shouting, this shouting like a golden stone Surrounded by sounds, there are countless fascinating birds...

"The Master of the Master..." The disciples around him were all horrified, and screaming at the ground with their ears screaming.

Zhang Xiaohua’s face was astonished. She also leaned over to the back of the four, and her armor was attacked. The eyes were secretly watched through the neck of Huanhuan.

I saw that the Jingyi teacher was too long to scream for half a cup of tea. This was the sound of the sound, and it was a big laugh. It was just a bit of sorrow in this laugh, and some relief. Then it was just floating up and showing the light. The body was thrown into the mountain road of the fragrant peak, and several prancing were not seen. The laughter went along with the height of the fragrant peak.

After a meal, everyone lying on the ground, with the pain of the face from the face, climbed from the ground, who can say what? After a rectification, the disciples of Ruijindian still inspected, and Xia Qing and others gathered their minds and went up to the Mozambique.

In Mo Zhen Gong, everything is still the same, Jing Shi is still sitting on the top, although she can't see her face, I don't know her mood, but Zhang Xiaohua is still very easy to feel from the air in Mochou Palace. Kind of easy.

On both sides of Jing Yi Shi Tai, Jing Fan Shi Tai, Xue Zhen Shi Tai, Peacock, Chen Chen, Yu Yan, and a few people who are not familiar with Zhang Xiaohua, but with doubts on their faces, they are all silent.

Everyone stood, Zhang Xiaohua was at the end, Xia Qing went forward, and in the face of everyone, the things that happened in the ruins were repeated. Everyone was surprised and looked at Jing Shi.

The quiet teacher shouted a sigh and said: "After listening to Xia Qing's obituary, the first time of the cult is to reach the core of the ruins. Although the ruins of the ruins collapsed, the spirits of the beasts converge, and the core of the core is still there. The thunder is still the same, and there is not much change, that thing should still be!"

Seeing everyone's breath, Jing Yi Shi said, "But... the predecessors of the immortality in the ruins of the ruins... Listening to the description of Xia Qing, it should be... the predecessors of Xiandao..."

"The seniors?" The insiders were shocked and called: "How can this be?"

"Yeah," Jingyi is too helpless: "There are also people who know that this ruin is just to commemorate the predecessors. It was changed from the priest to the ruins. Since the priests think that the predecessors have no physiology, Then... 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 , , , 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣 浣

Jing Fanshi is too frowning: "The subordinates are also such thoughts, but if they are not the predecessors, then ... who is impersonating? And the cultivation of immortality is... so high, it can fly out of nowhere, this... ...this is already the record of the predecessors of the year!"

After a moment of contemplation, the peacock said: "Fortunately, anyway, this is always the forearm of my fragrant teaching. Although I can't see people in real face, I saved the lily first, then saved Xia Qing and others, and, It can also drive the Lushan Bear, which...it seems to be an unexpected supernatural power!"

"Well, the jade in the lily is also medicinal. It is exactly that we don't use the jade that we are using now. If it is not my predecessor, I can't refine it..." Jing Yi added.

Zhang Xiaohua stood in the hall and looked at the figure without dreams in the temple. I didn’t feel that it was a gathering of people to listen to the speculations of the people. At this moment, suddenly a weak sense of God swept over... Then, it was a sword The light pen is directed at Zhang Xiaohua! ! !

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