The ninth ninety-two chapter fairy body fly ash

At the end of the year, I was too tired and my blood pressure came up again. I couldn’t go to the 2935 pig head this evening.

Next Saturday, the pig head is ready to order, and I want to talk about interesting topics. These days I have been running some things outside, and I have a bit of a clue. When I finally got the pig head, I can calm down and the code words and everyone flicker!

Let the pig head be lazy tonight.

By the way, when I went home this evening, I ran to the barber shop to prepare for shaving. The gorgeous employees were ignored by the busy employees. The pigs were too lazy to complain, and they went home in vain. Hey, the service attitude of the service industry!

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The ancestors of the avenues looked at each other for a long time, and then their eyes slowly swept through all the first-hand disciples, true disciples and pro-disciples in the hall. More than a thousand people in the Pangu world, the top of the mouth, the view of the nose and nose, the heart is not moving, like a mud tire wood carving, all of them are all true and sincere, the devout feathers, all look like the true disciples of the nine avenues. All are faithful and daring.

However, the Chicheng Dao, who is among the top 27 disciples of the Jiu Dao ancestors, is also standing here. He is also motionless, with a faint smile on his face, as if he is still the filial apprentice of the long-eyed person. Doorman.

Suddenly there was a breeze floating in the hall, and the cyan wind that was visible to the naked eye surrounded the people of Chicheng, and he was allowed to move. The long-browed man vomited a long breath, and he said faintly: "Go to the imperial palace to curse the emperor's tea, and give up the inexplicable thoughts in your mind, you are still the best apprentice."

The people in Chicheng Road could not move. He only smiled: "Daozu is laughing."

The long-browed man quietly looked at the people of Chicheng, and the people of Chicheng also looked at him quietly. Both of them have a nebula in their eyes, and every little bit of light has an infinite mystery of heaven and earth. After a full hour, the long-browed talent whispered: "You have always been the best apprentice for the teacher. For the teacher, the next person in the door is not the real disciple of your white-browed teacher. It must be you."

When the long-browed people said these words, the corners of their mouths were all smashing. The heart of the ancient wells had been stunned like a dead wood, and his voice was trembled. For the existence of a harmonious environment, it is almost impossible to want their mood to fluctuate. But this time, because of the ‘Betrayal’ of the Chicheng Taoist people, let’s say that this kind of behavior is “betrayal”, and the long-eyed people are deeply hurt.

Some words could not be exchanged for the Chicheng Taoist people to respond, he just smiled softly, watching the long eyebrows slowly nod.

The long-browed man was silent for a long time. He gnawed his teeth: "There is nothing wrong with being immortal, what is wrong with being a fairy? The human race is like an ant, and even if you die, you can't even be your own destiny. What good is a man?"

The Chicheng Taoist finally spoke up. He whispered softly: "If the person is not good, why does Daozu find ways to control the Terran?"

The long-browed man was stuffed with words. He looked at his eight brothers with a bit of awkwardness. The nine ancestors were silent at the same time and could not answer this question from the perspective of ‘heart’. Yes, if the Terran is really small, then why did he and the Buddha always try to divide the human race, split the human race, and control the human race?

Isn't it because the human race is not so small, is it not so weak? Today's Daomen and Buddhism, in addition to the nine Taoist ancestors, the seven Buddhas were born in the chaos of the devil, in addition to some of the subordinates built into the power is not a human race, the other 90% or more Taoist, monks, who are not from the human race? The Taoist people will stop, and the first time they will get the fairy tales, they will immediately enjoy the longevity. And what about monks? Deaf people use their power of mind and faith as the foundation of their sermons, and they often make great ambitions to help them become enlightened. Therefore, the speed of cultivation is faster than that of Taoist people, but they pay a higher price. Many Buddhas of Buddhism often go through the reincarnation of the world, the ten thousand worlds, and the millions of people.

Regardless of the immortals, the Buddha, they and the Terran are inextricably linked. Even if they now despise the ‘weak’, ‘weak’ and ‘not open’ people, even if Heaven does not recognize that they are part of the human race, they are always ‘people’.

It is like a big tree ridiculing the smallness of the tree seeds. The long-browed people say that the human race is small, but in fact it is a heartfelt statement. He is not killing the heart of others, but his own. The Chicheng Taoist asked a question, but the nine ancestors could no longer speak.

It’s a long silence, and the long-browed talent sighs in a low voice: “The word is hearty!”

After a long, bitter smile, the long-browed talents curiously asked the Chicheng Taoist: "Is it that you will find you after you have entered the division?"

The eyes of the Chicheng Taoist people looked at the long-eyed people, and their eyes were deeply impressed. After a long period of indifference, the people of Chicheng Road whispered: "Daozu can remember that Daozu forced the fisherman to be an apostle, and at that time he was still governed by the Terran Holy Emperor. Before the Daozu met the fisherman's ancient morning, Emperor Sui had personally visited. Water visits the ancient morning."

Taking a deep breath, the voice of Chicheng Dao became very excited, and his face also had a layer of fainting. He sighed: "When the Terran was so prosperous, how wide the Pangu Continent was, the ancient morning was just a small people in the ancestors of the people. And the Emperor Shengdi personally went to the ancient morning to worship the three worship, seeking the ancient morning to see the human race. For the sake of transportation, if you are under the door of Daozu, you must always remember that you are a 'person'! Not a 'sin'!"

The long-browed face twitched with a slap in the face, and his hands were formed into a taiji print, which was almost crazy and swayed in the plaque. After a long time, he screamed: "Nonsense, how can he know that he wants to accept you as a teacher?"

The people of Chicheng Dao smiled very brightly. He bowed his head: "What was the cultivation of the Emperor of the Holy Emperor at that time? Probably equivalent to the ordinary day? He did not know that the ancestors had to accept the ancient morning as a disciple. He only visited the order of the Virgin Mary. The fisherman is in the morning!"

The red-faced Chicheng Taoist screamed: "With the respect of the Emperor of the Holy Emperor, I personally went to the door and worshipped the three people. It was just for the sake of my humanity. I was just an ant-like singer, but I couldn't forget this kindness! ”

The nine ancestors of the fingers, the Chicheng Taoist sneer: "Er is high, and everything in the world is like a dog. There is no trace of humanity. Forcing me to be a disciple, my husband and wife, my father and son, this is the case. How cruel is it? My Lady of the Virgin and the Three Holy Emperors and the Five Holy Emperors are like my biological parents. When the people of the world are as close as they are, I have sheltered my people and thrived for countless generations, but none of my people have requested it!"

Proudly smiled, Chicheng Taoist people looked at the long-browed people and said coldly: "So what is the righteousness, why can you report it? You can only smash the bones, and today, let the ruthless people who are self-righteous and self-righteous, give you a lesson. !"

The long-browed ‘wow’ vomited a blood, and he pointed at the Chicheng Taoist and shouted: “I’m ruthless?”

The people of Chicheng Road were silent for a long time, and finally slowly nodded: "Can you compare the flesh and blood of my human race?"

The long-browed man raised his right hand, and he shouted: "Okay, good, good, the human flesh and blood, the grace of the human race." Hey, hey, hey, she can be counted as a teacher to collect you. As a singer, you are so qualified..."

The raging long-browed man suddenly recovered his calmness. He said faintly: "It turns out that the Emperor Huang is in charge of Wanling Ding. With her means, it is natural to monitor the people of the Terran. Who can win her? In this way, let go to visit the top geniuses of those people in advance, and naturally, regardless of who they are, they will fall into her shackles."

With a sigh, the long-browed man bowed to the other eight ancestors: "We have all looked down on her."

A pair of long-browed snow-like silver, the white-browed man who ranked first in the nine ancestors sighed: "It is true that we have all looked down on the emperor."

The long-browed man sighed again, and he looked at the people in Chicheng. He said: "You can still be a disciple in the next life."

The people in Chicheng whispered softly: "But it, it’s already tired in this life. I also asked Dazu to let go of the ancient morning, let the ancient morning be a mortal."

The long-eyed people face a slight change, and the Chicheng Taoist people are not willing to be his doormen for the rest of their lives. In this contest with the Emperor Huang, there is no doubt that the long-eyed people are completely defeated. The loss was clean, and the loss was lost. Even the last chance to save face was not there.

With a sneer, the long-browed person said indifferently: "So, you have no chance of being a human being."

Chicheng Dao people smiled and squinted. He shook his head gently. He sang a song that was unusually simple, monotonous but full of vitality. At first he was still a little strange, but soon he sang loudly. In his singing, there was a paddle 'Oh,' there was a running water, there was an eagle spreading its wings, and a beautiful and hardworking woman was busy. Sprinkle the fishing net. . .

The eyebrows of the left eye of the long eyebrows slowly shed a drop of purple tears, instantly turning into a group of purple lotuses floating up, floating on the top of the long eyebrows. With a sigh, the long-browed man raised his right hand gently, and the Chicheng Dao people smashed through the thousands of robbing and smashing, and turned into countless purple streams.

A sly figure floated in the hall, and the long-browed man screamed: "The last time you asked, Chicheng, you can regret it, you are willing to come back to me?"

Chicheng Dao people laughed loudly. He laughed and said: "I also asked Daozu to call me the ancient morning. Even though the soul flies, even if the flesh is muddy, I only want to be a man! Daozu, Daozu, my fisherman is **** and smelly. People who have feelings and desires... I don’t want to be a fairy who is high in the eyes of all beings, I am only willing to be a man!"

The long-browed sneer sneered: "Because you are falling, you are looking for a dead end!"

The finger flicked, and a thunder blasted to the soul of the Chicheng Taoist.

A whisper came from the void, and a four-legged Fang Ding broke the roof of the Daoyuan Palace. A glimmer of light from the Dingkou sprinkled on the soul of the Chicheng Taoist. The soul of the Chicheng Taoist disintegrated, only one soul broke into the air. In the cycle.

Not waiting for the long-browed eyebrows and several other Taoist ancestors to deal with this four-legged square tripod - the Pangu world origin to the treasure ‘Wan Ling Ding’, in the thirty-three has already caused the Changmei people to vomit blood three liters.

There are hundreds of confidant disciples under the gates of Chicheng Dao. There are many of these disciples who are too powerful. When the Chicheng Taoist people 'I am willing to be a human being', the shouts of the people are resounding through the Taoist 36th Heaven, and hundreds of thousands of Chicheng people have lost. All the magic weapons on the **, took off all the crowns of the fairy costume, and laughed in unison with the slogan of 'I am willing to be a man', blasting the fairy body.

Wan Ling Ding released a lot of faint light to cover the souls of these self-proclaimed fairy bodies, and sent them all into the reincarnation.

The terrible immortal blew himself up, and completely smashed all the bans in thirty-three days, and even killed countless heavenly immortals.

The outer domain demon screamed and rushed upwards, all the way to the Ziweiling Ying Datian Emperor.