Emperor Dagu Gao attended the Millennium Banquet, and the Dalat Envoy was the priest who came to Longquan County that year. If Chen Ping saw it, he could definitely recognize it at a glance.

Everywhere is a feast of white hair, sitting in the vicinity of the big 骊 骊 郎 is the Song salary and the weak, both use the pseudonym, the child does not show up.

Xu weak is still the Ranger dress behind the cross sword.

Probably except for the young embroidered tiger, no one knows how much it is doing.

Facing Mr. Fan, for the one of the promises of the Daxie Song, you can halfway into the feast of the sweeping continent, let it flourish, and the Song Dynasty will not interfere in the past 30 years.

Xu weakly drank the wine, thinking about not these big things, but thinking about how to cultivate the Dongshuijing, which is still buying every day, into a real sickle.

Song set salary looked at the emperor of the Dagu Gao, and then looked around, only felt that the big squatting up and down, suffocating.

Wakkanai, or Wang Zhu, stayed alone in the Lengqing Pavilion.

A tall and thin middle-aged Taoist priest, who exhibited a blind eye, and hidden the true appearance, with two monks from Zhenwu Mountain, quietly came to the museum and found the leaning railing and listening to the wind. Juvenile.

The middle-aged Taoist priests removed the technique, revealing the true meaning, the scent of scent, the top of the fish tail, just standing in the courtyard, there is a sigh of coexistence with the heavens and the earth, people like a big Yue 屹 天 between heaven and earth.

I am only squinting at this god, the lord of the lord, the lord of the Baojuan dynasty. As for the martial artist of the Zhenwu Mountain, it is not awkward, she is more focused, or the shoulder is only squatting. The young man of the black cat, quiet and quiet, is almost the same as the one in the memory of the apricot flower alley. He is more delicate, his face is white, looking at her, full of smiles, and hidden in the eyes, a hot Possession of desire.

I am not very fond of this guy, but I don’t have any prejudice against him. It’s the grandmother of Ma’s bitterness. It’s too much to make her hate. The woman in the city’s market should have no bad habits. The old man squandered it. Every time he went to the iron lock well, he would hit the water. As long as he met the wife and wife, he would have to listen to a few words of yin and yang. If the child was not beaten by the rules of the 骊珠洞天She had a hundred ways to make the long-legged old man die better than death. Later, Yang Laotou lost his heart and madness. He even sent the old man a make-up and turned into a river in the town of Longxuhe. The child had to wait for the opportunity. One day, she wants to marry the wife of the original Ma Lan, and taste the taste of human purgatory.

As for when Ma Bianxuan will be there, she cares? I don't care at all.

I really smiled and said: "The child of the child, the girl who has done a good job in the land, has already done it. Now Shenzong has just won a new broken blessing, and the poor road welcomes the young girl to enter the opportunity to seek opportunities. All the way to escort."

Tracing back to the source, although Zhen is the second and second pulse of the Tao, Lu Shen is one of the three major masters. Nowadays, he is responsible for sitting in Bai Yujing, and he is really able to do things for Lu Shen. He is naturally very happy and able to enter. The eyes of Lu Jiajiao are really convinced that they will be promoted and will not be extravagant. When I was really young, I had the slogan of "the immortal also wants to quench the thirst". Before the 12th, it was the words of Daji, and when it was true, it was almost the end, slowly waiting, etc. The suffocating suffocation predicted. And the school teaches Lu Shen, which happens to be one of the most famous people in the world who like to change their lives for the shun. It is said that Lu Jiajiao likes to do four big things, among which there is the saying of carving the dead wood.

There is only her in Ma’s eyes, looking at the girl who has been long-awaited, smiling: “I don’t have to worry about Tianjun, I can.”

Jiu Guili ignored a Taoist Tianjun, and even did not sit in a position, still lazy and squinting his head, looking at the horse bitter Xuan, "You are the blessing that Lu Shen promised to give me? Is it later? Are you obeying me?"

In the same year, Lu Shen set the fortune teller. After seeing the emperor and the Song salary, he went to the mud bottle lane alone and found her. He said that it was a small calculation, and he got a song that was right in the middle of his mind. "Ma", therefore, can be justified, and the homeopathic will be in the pocket of the horse, he is planning to give Ma Kuo Xuan to the child.

I am not interested in the ins and outs, but I didn’t feel too much at first, because I didn’t think that a horse bitter Xuan could toss out how big the flower head was. Later, Ma Kuixuan became famous in Zhenwu Mountain, and it was twice as strong as breaking through the road. She thinks that it may not be one of the five people, but maybe there is another mystery. I think that I am too lazy to think that I have a knife in my hand. It is not a bad thing anyway. Now she has nothing to do except the old dragon city. Called 喽啰.

Ma Bianxuan nodded: "I listen to you. Who do you want to kill, say, as long as it is not the Lao Wang Ba of the Five Realms, I promise to bring his head back. As for the Five Realms, wait, after It's ok, and it shouldn't take too long."

Because of the love of the child, I was in the ancestral home of Xinghua Lane, and Ma Bianxuan was not blamed by her grandmother.

Only in this matter, the grandmother who loves him most will say that he is not a few words.

Jiao Gui asked: "Can you kill Chen Pingan?"

The Zhenwushan guardian was in a tight heart and said: "No."

Juvenile is just staring at the horse.

Ma Bianxuan smiled and said: "In the Cliff College, there are saints sitting in the town, I can't kill Chen Ping. But you can give me a deadline, such as one year, three years, etc. But to be honest, if the rumors are true, Chen Ping is not good to kill now, unless..."

Jiugui sighed and directly interrupted the words of Ma Kuo Xuan. "That's it. It seems that you are not too good to go anywhere. Lu Shen is not very kind, giving Tianjun a thankful descendant, that is the stupid long eyebrow. Child, a shot is a beautiful pagoda that is beautiful and beautiful. It is my turn to be a small family."

The true Wushan military monk was afraid that Ma Xixuan would be annoyed when he heard the words. I didn't want to think that when he looked at his heart with the secret law, he was calm as a mirror, and even there were some radiances that symbolized joy in the mirror.

Ma Xuan Xuan smiled and said: "Wang Zhu, you wait, one day, you will know that I am the best. What is the value of the city's celestial soldiers, what is the unique pride of the sky, when you look back, look back, It’s a tattered and cockroach ant.”

Xiaogui is a bit strange. "What do you like about me? In the town, I haven’t dealt with you very much. I don’t remember clearly, maybe I haven’t even said anything."

So neglected and neglected, Ma Kuantun still performed enough to make all the ancestors of Zhenwushan look good, only to see that he was ashamed, but did not give an answer.

Jiugui suddenly laughed and stretched his finger to the horse. "Isn't you a bitter, the most famous son of Baoguanzhou?"

The horse bitter mouth is tilted up, and in an instant, the monk who is familiar with the world is restored. The talent is excellent, and the peers are desperate. The old monk only feels that hundreds of years have lived on the dog. The key is the horse bitterness. The next time the mountain is honed, or in the Zhenwu Mountain confrontation with the people, the killing of the fruit, the cruelty and bloody, the moment will be divided into life and death, and the likes of the grass and roots, no matter whether it is reasonable or not, it will never be forgiving.

Ma Kuo Xuan slowly said: "I am not a proud son."

The black cat lying on his shoulder, his body curled up, raised his paws and licked, especially docile.

Jiugui looked at him and grinned. "With you."

Ma Bianxuan asked: "If I killed Song’s salary one day, would you be angry?"

Juvenile seems to be somewhat annoyed, blinking: "Ma Kuo Xuan, please don't talk a little bit before you have anything to do, otherwise it is very annoying."

Ma Bianxuan smiled and said: "I listen to you."

All the way to see the Ma Wuxuan step by step to grow up the Zhenwushan guardian, the mood is complicated.

Tian Jun is really indifferent to these.

However, it was out of respect for the return of Bai Yujing, who was returning to Bai Yujing, and stood up here to see the younger generations chatting.

Regardless of the respective identities of the child-in-law and the horse, as long as they don’t care about their five-day situation, they are two exquisite porcelains that are broken and broken.

Ma Weixuan regretted: "I am going to smash the Zhu Ying dynasty and kill a few celestial swords as a turning point."

Juvenile is careless: "I will control where you go."

Ma Kuo Xuan laughed and turned his head and said to him: "There is to ask Tian Jun to take us out of the city."

I really nodded, and after the sentence was said to the child, there will be a period of time, and the figure of the three disappeared.

Daxie Jingcheng Dazheng, no surprise.

Such as the situation of no one.

The whole world of Baoliangzhou’s suburban customs, I am afraid that the big capital of the capital will make this Tianjun somewhat jealous.

On the railing, the childish cockroaches had some sleepiness, closed their eyes, and a thin fingernail was scratching the railing and creaking.

She turned over, leaning against the railing, her head leaning back, and the whole person was curvy.

She bent her fingers and bounced again and again, and the string of wind chimes that squatted down.

In the twilight.

She stared at the golden eyelids that were erected in the pupils.

The vision dissipated.

She stood up, slim, and smiled at the courtyard door.

Song’s salary went into the yard with a touch of alcohol.

She asked: "Is the Millennium Banquet fun?"

Song set salary shook his sleeves and lamented: "The old guys at the banquet, can't wait to take us to the three people to cripple, eat our meat, drink our blood, scare me."

Juegui curiously asked: "Isn't it a 100-year covenant? With no son and no enemies, let's go straight to the south without going through their doorstep. Why are they not so friendly?"

Song set salary, relying on the railing, thought about it and replied: "A good day is used to being awkward, and you are not allowed to be wronged."

Jiugui looked awkwardly: "This way, the slaves are much better than their tempers."

Song’s salary misunderstood that she was talking about the dog’s fart in a few streets nearby.

Love, smiled: "When the son is out, he will definitely help you out."

I was a child, and asked: "The three books, the son has not been able to see the doorway?"

Song’s salary was a bit tired, closing his eyes and rubbing his hands on his cheeks. “Maybe it’s just ordinary books, which made me suspicious for so long.”

Song’s salary suddenly reached into his sleeve and pulled out a khaki four-legged snake that seemed to be visible in the countryside. He threw it on the ground. “At the Millennium Banquet, it has been eager to move. If it’s not weak, it’s estimated to be suppressed. It’s going to go straight to the emperor, and get rid of the heads of others and stay up all night."

The prostitute crouched down and found a valley of rain money, placed in the palm of his hand.

The four-legged snake was timid and shrinking, so he didn't dare to swallow the food.

Song’s salary was bent down and he looked at the little guy who had a horn on his forehead. He said: “Hey, look at you, then look at the water in the lake, it’s a world of difference.”

Song’s salary no longer manages it, yawns and goes to sleep in the house.

The childish swaying of the palm, the four-legged snake is still afraid to come forward.

"I count you."

The childish smiles throw the palms of the hand into the mouth of the hand, and the little guy seems to be somewhat wronged and screams softly.

Jiugui clenched his fist and punched it on his head. "Do not open for three years, open for three years, don't you understand?"

She stood up and flew the four-legged snake into the yard. "There is no such thing. I dare to look forward to the ancient will of the national teacher. I sneak a slobber and give it to others." How to spread your mind about things that are not enough to make a mistake."

Jiao-Gui sat on the steps, took off an embroidered shoe and waved at it.

The little guy came to her feet, and when she was angry, she picked up the embroidered shoes and patted the little guy.

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On the Phiyun Mountain in Longquan County, the Linlu Academy was newly built. The Dagu Emperor Gaochun was here to study. Both Daxie and Daxie did not deliberately conceal this point.

This is the second time that Gaochun entered Longquan County, but once in the sky, it is necessary to walk through a sky-walking ladder, this time on the ground, on the real map.

The Phiyun Mountain is now Dabei Beiyue, the mountain is new, and the academy is also new. From the Mr. Master, who is taught by the Taoist school, to the young scholar who is studying and learning, it is also new.

The Linlu Academy was organized by the Daxie court. There is no title of one of the 72 colleges. The mountain master deputy mountain chief is not very famous. There is also a young Huang Shiguo, who is a genus of the old genus, but everyone knows, Lin Lu The academy must have gone to the "seventy-two", and the great Song Song is sure to win this.

At the beginning, Gao Song thought that he was in the academy. There must be many conflicts. At least there should be some white eyes and cold spots. Otherwise, it is a temptation to speculate. Just like Li Baobo and Yu Lu, they went to the cliff temple in Donghua Mountain. I have to suffer some bitterness from being bullied. However, after Gao Hao stayed at Linlu College for a few months, he was somewhat lost. It seems that from the Master to the students, he did not pay much attention to the students or classmates of his enemy prince. Almost no one showed obvious hostility.

Sorghum doubted this for a long time, and was later awakened by the ancestors of Goyang, who was practicing in the Maoyun Mountain.

In the short period of a hundred years, the Daxu dynasty grew from a ruined country of the Lushi dynasty, from a muddy pond of the earliest eunuchs and foreign ministers to the northern hegemony of Baobaozhou. During this period, the war continued and it was fighting. In the dead, they have been annexing neighboring countries. Even the people of Datun’s capital city come from all directions. There is no such status as many people in the imperial court. How is it now, two or three hundred years ago, their respective ancestors, It is also like this.

The sorghum is transparent, the water is not rotted, and the household is not shackled.

However, the Gao’s ancestor, who used to be in the city of Dagu in the Dagu capital city, was sighed with emotion. “It’s right to bleed.”

When Gao Yi has a leisure time, he will carry a bookcase and go to the west of Longquan County to travel alone, or go to the town to walk the streets, or else go to the newly built county town in the north, but also make a special trip. By the way, go to the north of a burning incense road with a mountain temple, eat a bowl of glutinous rice, the owner is Dong, is a tall young man, treat people with enthusiasm, sorghum one to two, and become friends with him, if Dong Shuijing is not busy, I personally cook two home-cooked dishes, and the two drink a little wine.

Gao Hao occasionally went to an unoccupied house. It is said that the owner is a man named Li Er. Now he is occupied by his wife’s family. He is thinking about how to sell a high price, but it seems to be in the county. The house was hit by the wall, after all, there was no title deed.

Inside the sorghum book box, there is a dragon king,

Every day, according to the secret technique taught by Gao's ancestors, a small summer money will be poured into it, making the inner aura thick and watery.

Inside the bamboo squid, there is a golden squid that slowly swims.

That was the first time Gao Hao saw Li Er, and of course Chen Pingan.

Before Gao Lai actually came here, he was already mentally prepared. Maybe one day he would need to hand over the Dragon King and the Golden Squid to a powerful figure of the Dagu Dynasty as the price for his stable study at Linlu Academy.

But even Yuan Xianling and Wu Junshou have not seen him so far.

Gao Gao was washing his face next to the stream, and suddenly turned his head and saw a handsome man wearing a white robes and a golden earring hanging from his ear.

Gao Yan quickly stood up and made a martyrdom: "The high priests meet the gods of Beiyue."

Da Yu Bei Yue Zheng Wei Wei Xiao smiled and said: "You don't have to be so polite, see you go shopping a lot of places, always carrying the dragon king is not a thing, if you trust me, open the dragon king, put the golden squid Into the stream, raised in this living water. With the spirit of water, it is dead and raised, over time, will lose spirituality, short-term will rise quickly, but will be blocked in the bottleneck of Yuan Ying, although let it When you enter the water, you will lose a lot of aura every day. The progress is relatively slow, but in the long run, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages."

Wei Wei pointed to the distance. "From here to the Longxu River, and then to the Iron River, it can swim freely. I will say hello to the two rivers and river gods, and will not restrain its practice."

Sorghum is actually hesitant.

He has never dealt with this big mountain, the **** of justice, where is the rest assured?

The golden squid in the fishing rod is hailed by the ancestors as the existence of the dragon in the middle of the earth and turned into a real dragon.

Above the avenue, the hearts of the people are faint, and all kinds of calculations are endless.

It has been taken advantage of this great opportunity. Since Gao has been sent to the fence, it has to be recognized. It is the general trend, and its own heart will be more determined, and it will be more adept at adversity.

But if it is calculated by people, and loses the blessings that are already in their own hands, it will not only be a golden squid, but will also cause gaps and gaps in the avenues of Gaochun.

Wei Wei smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, wait for you to figure it out one day, and then stock it."

Wei Wei will turn and leave.

Gao’s ancestors suddenly rushed from the Phiyun Mountain and appeared beside Gao Song. They said to Gao Song: “I’ll listen to Mr. Wei’s, but there’s nothing wrong with it.”

When Gao Hao saw his ancestors appear, he no longer hesitated, opened the bamboo box, took out the dragon king, and put the golden squid into the stream.

Jin Hao was happily swaying and went down the river.

The sorghum was at the water's edge, holding an empty fishing rod and muttering: "It has been in the cage for a long time.

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Zhao Wei was in the ox cart and left the Zhuzhu Cave. In accordance with the arrangement of Grandpa, he went to a Xianjiamen school in the middle of Baobozhou to the west of the sea.

Only halfway through, he met the eyebrowed teenager, claiming to embroider the tiger.

Zhao Wei finally handed over the spring seal printed by the gentleman, because the other party is the master of the country, Cui Wei.

In the town's school, in this generation, he is the most accompanied by his wife, Zhao Bao, the children, the Song salary, the same age who Zhao Wei admire, in this matter, not as good as him.

Zhao Yi traveled all the way, relying on Cui Wei as an exchange, giving him a secret method of repairing the Tao, and two pieces of fairy wares, always able to smash.

Only in the end, Zhao Wei was near the Xianjia Dongfu. The oxcart had reached the foot of the mountain. Zhao Wei, who was a god-like god, suddenly changed his mind, abandoned the oxcart, opened the bond for the buffalo, and continued to go west to the sea. A legendary Xianjia Ferry, take a ferry to the lonely island of the island, then transfer to the ferry and continue to the direction of the Middle-earth Shenzhou. After all, the entire Baojuan, cross-state ferry has the old dragon city there, And most of them are merchant ships that hang over the mountains. Therefore, if you want to go to Zhongtu Shenzhou, you can only use Zhao Wei’s method to use the medium and short-distance ferry of the Xianjiamen School.

After only half of the itinerary, the Xianjia Ferry Boat that Zhao Wei took was in a catastrophe. It was covered with a sky, and some kind of flying fish like a squad ran into a ferry. Zhao Wei and most people fell into the sea, some On the spot, he died. Zhao Wei escaped from a bodyguard, but the sea was awkward. It seems to be a dead end. Sooner or later, he will be buried in the belly.

On the ferry, two Jindan monks wanted to take advantage of the wind, and one tried to break through the flying fish formation. As a result, they desperately died in the endless flying fish. They were broken and bones, and they were exhausted and exhausted. They had to quickly fall into shape. Into the sea.

Zhao Wei sat on the giant wood of the wreckage of a ferry boat. He was attached to the parcel. He did not know how long it had been floating, and his appearance was dry and he was not as good as death.

Finally, I couldn’t support it. Zhao Wei fainted and fell from the giant wood into the sea, relying on the last aura of the bodyguard, and drifting with the waves.

When Zhao opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed, suddenly woke up, and sat up. It was a spacious but simple huts. The family’s four-walled book invaded and filled with yellow books that almost made it difficult. walk.

Zhao Yu, who had been skinny and skinny, got up and found that the package was placed on the bed.

After the head is opened, there is nothing in the inside, and it is relieved.

Along the half-man high "Book Mountain" trail, Zhao Yu walked out of the hut, and after pushing the door, the mountain suddenly became bright and cheerful. It was found that the huts were built on the top of a cliff and the door could be viewed from the sea.

Zhao Wei also saw a sword-free sword inserted in the top of the mountain, rusty and dull.

Zhao Wei walked over to the edge of the cliff and looked at the bottom of the bottom.

Just when Zhao Wei was ready to step out, there was a warm voice around him. "There is no way to be in the sky, are you disappointed with yourself?"

Zhao Yan tears his eyes and turns his head. He sees a slender man in a green shirt, overlooking the sea.

At that time, Zhao Wei, who was still a teenager, wiped away tears and suddenly asked: "Mr. It must be a high-ranking person, can you accept me as a disciple? I want to learn the fairy technique!"

The man shook his head and smiled: "I am a person, never a teacher, and never charge a disciple, afraid of trouble. You are here to raise your body, I will send you away."

Zhao Wei asked: "Where is this?"

The man smiled and said: "Where can you be?"

Zhao Wei is probably a broken can, but also the most desperate and fragile heart. I am very welcome to ask: "I want to know, is this the world?!"

The man is not angry, smiles: "I don't mean to play with you on the plane. This is an ordinary place without a name. It is not a **** house. It is not very far away. It is not far from the Middle China Shenzhou. If you are lucky, you still have luck. Can meet fishermen or pearl pickers."

After that, Zhao Wei stayed here and cultivated his body. After getting along for a long time, he will find that the man, in addition to his good strength, is very ordinary.

Even if there are a lot of books in the huts on the top of the mountain, men usually do not have a high-speaking language, eat every day, and often go down the mountain to go for a walk on the beach.

Zhao Wei is reading a book every day, or else sitting on the edge of the cliff.

Only one day, Zhao Yu was flustered. When he tried to pull out the sword on the ground, the man stood on his own huts and smiled and reminded Zhao to not move it.

Zhao Wei curiously asked: "Does this sword have a name?"

The green shirt man shook his head and said: "Nothing ever."

Zhao Wei asked again, "Mr. Is the imperial family frustrated? Or escaped from the enemy, so I left the land and lived here?"

The man still shakes his head: "No, it's not as complicated as you think. I just agree with one sentence. Life is hard, and the road is too different. If the road is difficult to stop, stop and steal a lazy, think about it."

Zhao Wei tentatively asked: "Isn't that a gentleman from the world, such as a land **** of Jin Dan and Yuan Ying?"

The man smiled and asked: "I am naturally not a fairy. Besides, I am right and wrong, what is the relationship with you Zhao Wei?"

Zhao Wei lived here for nearly two years. The island is not too big. Zhao Wei can already go shopping alone. It is also true as a man said. If you are lucky, you can meet the fishermen who go fishing in the sea. But the pearls who can get rich overnight.

Zhao Wei’s state of mind tends to be steady, and he takes the initiative to speak. He told the man that he wants to travel to the Middle-earth Shenzhou.

The man smiled and nodded. "Be careful on the road, remember not to be disappointed with yourself. Maybe this is the most disappointing."

Zhao Wei was a little bit sullen, and finally took out the wood carving dragon paper. "In order to repay the life-saving grace, I want to give it to the gentleman."

The man posing with his hand seems to be helpless. "When is the outside world, it has become more and more powerful to save people?"

Zhao Weiqiang said: "Mr. Can't save me, I don't want to pay back, but the person who is saved can't care! This is the most important thing in me. It is just to repay Mr., just right."

The man smiled and smiled. "That means that the world has not become too bad."

Only the man finally did not accept the piece of paperweight.

Zhao Wei took a homemade raft and went to the land to stand on the raft. Zhao Wei said goodbye to the man on the shore.

After that, the man is still a leisurely life.

One day, the long sword on the top of the mountain trembled slightly.

The man stood beside the long sword and looked in the direction of Bao Pingzhou. He smiled and said: "The old Huang Li will not turn it over."

The long sword tremble gradually stopped.

Afterwards, two visitors appeared on the island out of thin air, a veteran of the distiller's nose, a young Taoist, who quickly squatted on the ground and vomited.

From the alleys of the village in the southeast of Baopingzhou, to the coast of the West Sea in Baopingzhou, to the island of Xianjia, a sacred head of the sea, and finally here, the young Taoist has spit again and again.

The old man quickly squatted down and gently patted his apprentice's back and said: "It's okay, this time spit out... vomit once again, oh, maybe twice, it's gone."

The young Taoist spit out almost bile and vomited. He asked with red eyes: "Master, you said this the next time, when is it a head, can you give me a message?"

A strange robes and double sleeves, such as the old man who has a dragon walking, smiles.

The young Taoist stood up and asked, "Master, you said that you want to take me to meet the people you admire most, and you don't want to say the other person's origins, why?"

The old man smiled and looked up and asked: "Open a door, our masters and apprentices will discuss with you a cup of tea, can't you?"

The man sighed and appeared at the seaside. He stood outside the master and the apprentice. "I am a scholar, you are a great master of the dragon and the tiger, but you have to compete with me for Leifa and Fuxi?"

The old man has already used the magical powers, and he will not let his apprentice hear the words of this person.

Some things still need to take advantage of this silly disciple.

The little old man smiled and asked: "I don't even let the door go in? Why, I have already promised to compare with me? Going in, even if I win, then you will borrow my sword?"

The man shook his head and said: "Do you really have to be so entangled?"

The young Taoist Zhang Shanfeng could not hear what Master and the guy in the green shirt were saying.

In fact, Zhang Shanfeng was shocked to find that the face of the man in the green shirt, once he took a look, would forget what he saw before.

The old man laughed and said: "Hey, angry, have the ability to come out and beat me?"

The man pulled his mouth.

Zhang Shanfeng suddenly heard his master's stinking words, and couldn't help but whispered: "Master, although you have always been a self-cultivator, you can be a gentleman on the mountain, visit the door, talk or still Pay attention to the number of gifts and demeanor."

The old man nodded and said it was, then he glanced at the man. "Use these tricks, what a hero!"

The man said: "The sword, you can't pull it out, what?"

The old man looks dignified. "The poor road is still in the realm of the present, can't it be pulled out?"

The man nodded: "If you are a higher level, you can't control it."

The old man sighed.

There was a secret incident in Longhushan.

The old man promised to go to the great heavenly master, only to kill the flying demons, you can just return to the Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

Today's victory and defeat is eighty-two open, he is a steady victory, but if it is divided into life and death, it is only between five and five.

The old man looked at the disciples who were most hoped by themselves and decided to try it!

The man suddenly looked at the young Taoist, "What is your fist?"

At the moment, Zhang Shanfeng carried a dragon and tiger sword of ordinary dragon and tiger, and a broken ancient sword engraved with the word "zhenwu". After hearing the question of the man in the green shirt, Zhang Shanfeng was confused.

The old man is proud of it: "How, is it amazing? It was created by my disciples!"

The man in the green shirt reveals a fascinating look. "Maybe you can open a road for the world of martial arts, and you can also evolve a lot of merits. Well, it is even more rare that you have a heartfelt heart. You have received a good disciple."

The old man smiled and closed his mouth and began to talk nonsense. "Where, generally, my disciples do not have a dozen or eight."

Zhang Shanfeng did not think that Master was talking loudly, but he did not lose it. In the past, he practiced in the mountains. He is indeed the most qualified person. He is far worse than his brother and sister. He is not even a small child who is only a teacher. ......

The man smiled and said: "The things of Longhushan in the past, I have heard of some, you want to bring this disciple up the mountain to worship the founder, it is difficult to go to heaven. Just the demon, indeed crossed the border."

The man thought for a moment, "Wait for me."

Turned and walked up the mountain.

The man in the green shirt grabbed it, and the long sword inserted in the foothill was held in his hand.

This foreigner who only wants to admit that he is a scholar, does not have any temperamental look, and even pulls out a long sword that cannot be pulled out by a foreigner, who has not been able to pull out a long-distance vision.

Just like any poor friend who has been studying hard in the world, sitting in the study, picked up a pen and wanted to write an article about the size of the tofu block.

I went to a deep abyss where no one dared to enter the middle of the earth, and a sword smashed the thirteenth demon in the bottom of the abyss.

Return to the foothills, re-insert the rusty long sword back to the ground, walk down the mountain and say to the old man: "Now you can climb the Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

The old man hippie smiled and said: "This is embarrassing. I don't want to thank you. Let's go first, come back later."

Pulling the face of Zhang Shanfeng's arm, with his foot symbol, he directly retracted thousands of miles and went to a mountain in the hinterland of China.

The man in the green shirt does not mind, standing in the same place and continuing to watch the sea.

When Zhao was young and ignorant, he asked him if he was a frustrated person.

This question is really interesting.

Because this scholar has always been hailed as the most proud of the world.

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