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"Oh, when it comes to the practice" is consistent with the words that have been taken over: "The poor road knows that Xiao Daoyou lacks the practice of cultivation. If this set of exercises is not abandoned by the Taoist friends, please accept how?"

Said, in line with the practice of giving the previous Fu to him from the storage bag. []

Xiao Hua looked at it and shook his head slightly. He smiled and said: "Actually... the purpose of the poor road to the home is the clear symbol."

"Immediately clear?" In line with the face change, slightly thinking, shaking his head: "Xiao Daoyou, Yun Qing Fu is the ancestral home of my Fu family, even if the poor road is not filial, you can not give this clear symbol to the Taoist friend"

Fu Xi and Fu Yu listened to the face is reddish.

"Oh, this way," Xiao Hua nodded slightly. "That's a poor road is not difficult."

"Xiao Daoyou is in a hurry, Yun Qing Fu can not be given to Xiao Daoyou, but the invisible character is OK. If Xiao Daoyou can look up, please also accept it." Seeing Xiao Hua agree not to conceal the character, in line with the big joy, and then immediately said.

"Well, let's do it." Xiao Hua hesitated, and said: "Of course, if the Taoist friend will cover the cultivation of the law and give it to the poor, then it is better."

"Oh, isn't Xiao Daoyou still need such a nameless mouth?" In line with the laughter, he immediately took a shot, took Fu Xi to his magical refining method, and handed over a broken booklet.

"Good" Xiao Hua is not polite, he will accept both things, and he said: "When the poor roads have realized the invisibility, they will return it to the Taoist friends."

"That is the best, the poor road thanks to Xiao Daoyou" is in line with the big joy...

At this time, several huge fireballs rose from the sky to the night sky, and then, "Dangdang..." a series of bells resounded throughout the Jinhua Mountain.

"Destroy the soul clock???" is in line with the big change in the face, "Broken, 阖 Lang, the thing that the symbol is lost is found in the inner court, I wait... let's go," Fu Wei is equally shocked again, urgency Cried.

"Going? Is it easy to talk about it?" It is in line with the look of the bright and white Chaotiange, and Jinhuashan, a bitter smile.

"Hey~" A cold voice came, just like someone was in the ear

It’s just that this voice is not specifically scorned by Xiao Hua and others, but seems to be directed at all the disciples of Jinhua Mountain... It’s the expression of Fu Yunbo’s anger.

"Home Owner?" Fu Wei and Fu Yu heard the sounds coming from, and the flowers were eclipsed and the whole body trembled.

"Xiao Daoyou, you go to the Chaotian Pavilion to collect it, today's business... I have nothing to do with you, I will never say it." In line with knowing the time, I quickly said to Xiaohua.

"Well, you... take care of yourself." Xiao Hua knows that he can't fight Fu Yunbo at the beginning of the foundation, and he nod. But just after he turned and walked a few steps, he turned back and said: "If it is... the poor road will help you hide the hidden symbols?"

"This..." is in line with a look at Fuxi and Fuxi. They know that at this time, it is still a crime to prove that the fragrance of the scent has become a crime. Whoever holds it may risk being killed by Fu Yunbo.

"Xiao Daoyou...this thing can't be tired of you any more." Fu Yan shook his head and said: "Or we do things, let us take it."

"If you want to live, you will quickly take the Yun Qing Fu to the poor road, and wait for a while to see Yun Yunbo's god, and everything is late," Xiao Hua said.

"This..." is in line with one listen, bite the tooth, and said: "Well, the poor road will please Xiaodaoyou."

In line with the saying, it is the implication of the symbol, and what kind of exercises, etc., are taken out, Xiao Hua pick up the hand, throw it in his own space, the shape flies, the path to the Chaotian Pavilion Go

"阖 Lang... Xiao Hua he..." Fu Wei did not care.

"Hey, Xiao Hua... I’m afraid that it’s Xiao’s predecessor. Since he’s not greedy, he’s not afraid to be found by Fu Yunbo. I’m afraid there are some means”

"The problem is..." Fu said again.

"I don't talk about my nephew. The predecessors saved me and other lives. Even if I learned to refine the inscriptions, what else can I do? People will return the inscriptions to me afterwards. From now on, I can never mention the seniors. The name of the singer is scolded.

"Yes, I know." Fu is also a look, and at this time, a **** read from a distance, the three are firmly locked.

When Xiao Hua rushed to Chaotian Pavilion, there were still few people inside. It seems that everyone is not too familiar with this soul-killing clock. After a fragrant incense, the one-of-a-kind clerk came to complete, and this naturally includes Fujia. All the clerk will be full of Chaotiange.

At the same time, the disciples of the Fujia inner court also came a lot, and surrounded the entire Chaotian Pavilion. These inner-disciplinary disciples were all very high, and the worst was the seven layers of refining.

Xiao Hua knows what happened, but where else can other controllers know? They are standing together in twos and threes, whispering something, and the whole Chaotian Pavilion is a mess.

When does it come, and where is it, Xiao Hua doesn't know. What he has to do now is that Mingzhe is looking at the elders of the Chaotian Pavilion on the high platform, and there are some uncles and elders, and Xiao Hua, who stands next to him, Xiao Hua I am thinking about it and preparing to greet them.

"You" and a **** read from the Chaotian Pavilion, the elders of the wind will take a shot, and said with a slap in the face: "This time I am a family to knock the clock to destroy the soul is a matter of importance"

After listening to the words of Elder Wind, the Chaotian Pavilion suddenly calmed down. Everyone first looked at me, I saw you, and finally I gathered my eyes on Fufeng’s face.

Fufeng seems to be embarrassing, and even hesitant. After all, these sects are different from the disciples in the inner court. Many of them may not stay in Fujia in the end. If they say things out, they will inevitably lose the face of Fujia.

"Let the old man say it" sounded from the Chaotian Pavilion, a monk who built the base period, "Building a base monk?" Among the mentors of the Chaotian Pavilion, many have never seen Fu Yunbo.

"The old man is the Fujia family leader Fu Yunbo" Fu Yunbo flew to the high platform, and God swept it, and then said with a feelingless voice: "Just in the past, I have a very extraordinary thing... I am a shameful thing. The method of refining the spirit of the family...theft was stolen."

"Ah? The charm?" The crowd listened, couldn't help but move, whispered.

"Well, these things don't want people who don't want to know. But the old man has always been arrogant. You are the clerk of my family, no matter if you can stay in Fujia, at least now." Fu Jia, so you must let them know"

"It’s a predecessor... It’s hard for you to feel old... I’m one of the qualifiers... I’ve stolen the refining method of the charm?” asked the nearest sergeant from the high platform.

"Well, the old man is certainly not sure. The disciples in the inner court have already started to search. Since the friends in the Jinhua Mountain are in my Jinhua Mountain, they only have to grieve the friends." Fu Yunbo replied.

"Oh, then... is the senior? Is there a plan in mind?"

"Good" Fu Yunbo laughed: "If the old man does not have some grasp, how can you bring you together?"

"That's good, please ask the seniors to point the person out, and I will wait for innocence."

"Grandma's, the more you listen to this person, the more it is like Fu Yunbo's arrangement?" Xiao Hua heard clearly in the distance, and his heart secretly groaned.

"Is it true that you still don't want to stand up?" Fu Yunbo said coldly.

"Ah?" I don't know what the idea is. Xiaohua can be cool in his heart: "This is the home of the family... How do you know the name of the match? He... even if it is an endowment, the young man does not It will be amazing."

"Who is the match?" The mentors of Chaotiange are looking at me again. I see you, and many people even look at the inner courtyard disciples around them.

"According, do you really think that the old man does not recognize you? Although you are not the same as you, but the kind of embarrassment in your eyes is exactly the same as when he was young." Fu Yunbo looked up at one of Chaotiange. The place, the corner of the mouth, smiles: "After all, you are the blood of my family. You took the refining method of this charm. The old man does not blame you. You will take the book back, and you will be deep afterwards." The old man will naturally pass it on to you."

Following Fu Yunbo's gaze, in a corner, the face's look was a little sullen in front of everyone, "consistent? Endowment?" People who know the match are somewhat awkward.

The match is a look of a stunned look, left and right to look at, but also put a hand on his nose, the strange way: "Fun predecessors, what do you always say next?"

"Yes, it is you" Fu Yunbo's thoughts will be in line with the firm lock, said with a smile: "You are the old man's junior, because it is normal to remember the old husband because of the misunderstanding of the past, the old man will not care. And the old man will A group of teachers are gathered in the Chaotian Pavilion, that is, let them hear the promise of the old man and testify to the old man."

In line with the smile on the face, I laughed a few steps forward: "The predecessors are afraid that they are mistaken. Although the names of the younger generations are similar to the so-called conformity, the younger generations are endowments, not what they are, not knowing what the predecessors said. What kind of charm?"

Seeing the categorical denial, Fu Yunbo is not angry, smiled and said: "Sure enough, like your father and grandfather, you don't swear, don't hit the south wall, don't look back, if not... how could I have such a family a hundred years ago? decay?"

During the speech, two disciples flew from a distance. One of them went to Fu Yunbo and whispered a few words. Fu Yunbo nodded slightly and immediately looked at Xiao Hua and said, "Xiao Hua, come over."

"Oh? What happened to the seniors?" Xiao Hua walked from the crowd to the underground.

"Take your storage bag," Fu Yunbo said faintly.

"This..." Xiao Hua stunned, his face showed an unnatural, and the distant is also a big jump.

"How? Don't you dare let the old man see it?" Fu Yunbo sneered

. "This... is not to let the predecessors see it." Xiao Hua said: "There is no such thing as a refining method for the spirits that the predecessors said in the storage bags of the younger generations, just..."

"Nothing is just, you give it to the old man." Fu Yunbo said that he would stretch out his hand...

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