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A few months later, Tianzhu Mountain.

In the middle of the winter season, the outside world is freezing and snowing, and the mountains are still deep inside, Jin Cui Jia Lian, a kind of beautiful scenery.

Between the mountains, above a lone peak, the clouds were lingering and the mist was sulking. Suddenly, a huge breath spurted out from the peak and spread quickly around, all the birds and beasts bowed their heads.

Huh! Several streamers rushed from the direction of the Taoyuan and landed outside a cave. After a long wait, the breath dissipated, and a Taoist came out.

"Congratulations!"

Lu Yuanqing watched this person's spirits and emptiness as emptiness and emptiness, and the Xuanqiao's scorching as a pearl in the jade plate, revealing freely, it was the realm of Yin and God, and couldn't help it.

Zhang Shouyang and others also came forward one by one, congratulating.

This man is naturally Zhang Wumeng, and Dhamma is very safe. He remained in solitary confinement for several months and finally lived up to his life's hardship and made a breakthrough.

"Dare to dare, I'm not in this time, thanks to your management ..."

He reciprocated one by one, and then wondered: "When I was retreating, I felt a sudden palpitation, and I almost went into flames. I wonder what happened?"

"..."

Zhang Shouyang paused, and sighed softly, "One month ago, Brother Mo became feathered."

Brother Mo is Lao Dao, the oldest one. He knew he was hopeless, so he went to Beijing to serve as the director of the Dao Association, reconciled the relations between all parties, vigorously developed the grassroots palace view, and made a lot of contributions.

At that time, Mo Lao Dao and Gu Min met at the first episode of Fenghuang Ji. At that time, they were 76 years old and now 106 years old.

"..."

Zhang Wumeng listened and fell into a brief silence without much emotional fluctuation.

When the Taoist Temple was first built, Qi Yun was thirty-six friends, and was full of spirits. Later, Tan Chongzhen went first, followed by Shi Yun, and then Mo Lao Dao ... and Wang Ruoxu and other mediocre and hopeless old friends, who will go away one after another for twenty or thirty years.

You have lived for thousands of years, and I have lived for a hundred years. This is an insurmountable gap that cannot be maintained for long by relatives and friends. Like Xiao Jing's parents, after having a second child, the daughter basically disappeared, not because of indifference, but because of human nature.

The news of Zhang Wumeng's exit quickly spread. About a day later, Phoenix Mountain and Shenxiao sent to congratulate.

The Shenxiao faction is Xia Lufei and another gatekeeper, and Fenghuang Mountain is a Xijun plus a young junior. He is over ten years old, with a good personality, a head and a brain, and a medium qualification.

Zhong Lingyu was in charge of the reception, which was a bit strange. On such occasions, a disciple who is focused on training is usually brought to the world, but this child has nothing special.

"His name is Chu Yang, a disciple of four generations, under the door of Brother You's disciple, he is the middle order the day after tomorrow ..."

Xi Jun pushed the child over, seemingly made a nonsense introduction, and then passed a few words.

Zhong Lingyu first froze, then brought a little joy, Zai carefully looked at each other, nodded again and again, "OK, OK!"

He reached for a pendant and laughed, "Just make small gadgets and play with them."

Xi Jun saw that the instrument was obviously powerful, but he did not refuse, and said, "I have not thanked the Supreme Master yet!"

"Thank you senior!"

Chu Yang cleverly scratched his head, Zhong Lingyu stretched out his hand, seemed to want to help, but paused.

At this time, everyone was rumored, and almost all of them could come. Chu Yang was watched by Chi Guoguo and forced himself to calm down. Fortunately, he didn't do anything, but instead received a bunch of meeting gifts.

After sitting for a long time, Xi Jun left.

Some disciples were puzzled and asked quietly, "Master, who is that child? Why do you value him so much?"

"It's nothing, an old man."

Zhong Lingyu waved his hands and sighed.

…………

Shortly after the resurgence of Reiki, the country set up several disciplines to study all aspects of the new society. For example, Fang Qingxue's study on the relationship between the new environment and social development is one of them.

In basic theory, the history of Xia Guo's practice is divided into several milestones.

From the discovery of the Aura node by Gu Xun, to the construction of Fenghuang Mountain, the construction of the Taoist Temple, the Lao Gu adult immortal ... to the East China Sea dragon, the battle of the ghosts, the entry of the demons, and so on, there are different stages.

It is now thirty years of the immortal calendar. Xia State has four masters of fairyland. Some people take this as the beginning of a new stage, thinking that the next step will be an era of gods.

If the practice world is likened to a pyramid, in the future, the base of the pyramid will become larger and larger, but the spire will become higher and higher until it becomes unattainable and intimidating.

The gap between the monks' ranks will become more and more obvious. The three giants, led by Phoenix Mountain, Taoist Temple, and Shenxiao School, will completely monopolize resources, and it will be difficult to curb, and advanced species will also emerge.

Including the legendary natural gods and various beasts.

This also makes all departments nervous again, and pays close attention to domestic movements.

Overall, the environment looks messy, but much stronger than the West. The West has been tossing for several years, but it has slowly stabilized recently. The government has basically collapsed and is completely controlled by extraordinary forces.

There are also several powerful lower bounds in the fields of magic, alchemy, and witchcraft. Those who fight with the Holy See live and die, and finally shake hands and make peace, evenly sharing the believers.

Fiona had no intention of tearing it down, guarding the Nordic cleanup, and no one dared to mess with it.

Despite their various fights, they have not spread to the East. Since the Holy Spirit was taken care of, the West has reached this consensus.

Compared to the previous world, change is very complicated.

You cannot say that it is completely backwards, because the potential of the individual has become infinite; you cannot say that it is progressing, because the system is shuffled, the order is rebuilt, and many modern results have been lost.

If you think about it, what will happen when the world's Aura recovers and mysterious forces rise?

In fact, there are countless possibilities, but in the end, class always exists, contradictions are unavoidable, and there are always people who step up into the sky and some people fall into the abyss.

………………

Kunlun, Yuxu.

When Gu Xun built the Yuxu Palace, he reserved five hundred seats, and now he has more than thirty seats, most of whom are from the Phoenix Mountains. And back and forth over the years, everyone also found a lot of good seedlings. After repeated tests, only three remained.

Not very old, one is Du Yanxuan, five years old; one is Shen Weibing, six years old; the other is Shu Liu, six years old.

Two men and one woman followed Tang Bole, Tao Tong and Tao Yi respectively.

Kunlun's life is boring and monotonous. In addition to practice is practice, children can't sit still, but adults can't understand clearly. This is a rare opportunity.

Quite simply, they have no confidence in this world.

"Squeak!"

Gu Yan pushed open the wooden door and went into a bedroom.

Simple and simple, pure colors. There is no decoration except a grasshopper growing on a window sill, sometimes bamboo, sometimes plum, and sometimes a chrysanthemum.

Long Qiu sat on the couch, clear-headed, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"How is Xinhua Refining?"

"It's going very well. It's worthy of being a derivative spirit. The strength of toughness can fully bear my deities. I'm enhancing the homology with them, and I can try it soon.

"In your current state, you cannot enter the soul world at all. Once your mind is confused and something goes wrong at a critical moment, you will definitely die ..."

Gu Yan sat down across the road and said, "So, I'm here with you."

At the time Xiaozhai broke through, he also had to defend the Fa, but Xiaozhai's mentality could not agree. In fact, Long Qiu didn't want to, but this was the case, and Silent Fang nodded, "Okay."

Gu Xuan was relieved, and she was really afraid of her guilty, asking, "Which one do you plan to refine first?"

"Black bug, it's stronger and more secure."

Long Qiu spread his palm, and the black worm that devoured fear appeared on the palm of his hand, and his tentacles continued to rub, very intimate.

"I have too much thoughts, and I can basically recover the most disturbing part of the body."

"Then it will have a good fortune, and it may be a step into the future."

Gu Yan glanced at the black worm and laughed, "It seems that we haven't chatted like this for a long time."

"Yeah, it's been a long time."

Long Qiu hesitated and laughed: "Your world is very interesting. When I am promoted successfully, I want to really go in and play."

"You want to play, your sister wants to play too, Xiao Xiong is not behind, and Lu Yuanqing also has a shareholding ... Well, I have a human world and it has become your playground."

The old Gu shook his head, quite helpless.

And then ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he suddenly remembered a question, frowning: "You can go in, but do you keep the memory or not?"

"Oh?"

Long Qiu blinked, realizing the beauty of it instantly, and pouting, "This is something to think about, and I will say it later."

As the saying goes, how big the **** wants to be.

Ordinary people have three meals a day, family and friends, staring at the balance in Carrie's troubles.

Those seven or eight thousand years' wages are on you, do you dare to think? I dare not!

Therefore, the problem of most classes is not a problem in Kunlun Mountain. All they do all day long is to practice, ascend, and ascend again.

In Gu Xiao's small world, the blind can see the benefits.

From the beginning, experiencing a completely different life and feeling a completely different system of practice are great help to the mood and experience.

To the extent that humans have not yet been born, many people have already set quotas.

There is no sun and moon in the mountain, and it is months again.

Everyone gathered here on the bell's clock tower, all showing concern. Jin Chan was also nervous, pursed his lips, and turned into a streamer to drill into Long Qiu's body.

During this period of time, Long Qiu was always adjusting. The spirit of qi reached its peak. Taking advantage of the consciousness of kung fu and running the exercises, Yuanshen came out a little bit. The Yin God collided with the rules of the world, and suddenly fluttered.

Dream Eater stayed in Kunlun, and she had a golden cicada and a black worm in her Yuanshen. It was not a common translucent form, but mixed with two rays of gold and black. It seemed extremely difficult to carry millions of pounds of weight.

Just pulling out a little, it seems to be lack of energy, there are signs of withdrawal. Gu Yan immediately scooped out the Yuanshen, wrapping Xiaoqiu's spirit, disappearing out of nowhere.

When it reappears, it is a vast and boundless soul world.

Who has heard the fire and suddenly found that this song is too green, oh!

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