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The turtle asked.

When the turtle asked, the arrogant monk became even more angry.

"There are a lot of people here, raised by this group of dogs. We hand in the sacrifices every year without any difference, and now we have to use the name of celebrating the enlightenment of the Lord God to blackmail our spiritual veins, every spiritual vein, We all have a master, and we disciples all rely on these spiritual veins to cultivate.

If it is blackmailed, we disciples. What else do you rely on to practice? "

Here, the old money can feel it. Strong fluctuations appeared in his body.

This catty. People are really angry.

Old Qian's spiritual pressure crushed a few bones in his body.

However, this kind of skin and flesh wound is really nothing to a monk who is close to condensing a golden core.

Apply some panacea, a few days, ten days will be good.

As long as the opponent did not break his Dantian. Acupuncture. No loss in self-cultivation. In addition to the pain at the time, at most ten days later, he was a vigorous man again.

However, their spiritual veins were snatched away, which would have broken their practice foundation.

Ning Biya is a big faction that has passed on for so long, with a large number of disciples and more factions.

Each spiritual vein has a specific attribution and is controlled by different factions.

Once this spiritual vein was taken away by the people of Biyou Temple, it was almost impossible to get compensation from other factions.

After that, the monk seemed to have remembered something, and he hurriedly smiled to the old Qian with a flattering smile: "Your Excellency, Elder Xuanteng takes care of Junior Sister Dianyuer, and allows Senior Sister Dianyuer to live in a spiritual vein under his control.

In my Ningbi Cliff, only the disciples who enter the inner sect to practice can live on the spiritual veins.

Therefore, even though Junior Sister Dian Yuer only has the cultivation base of the Potian Sword Art, she has lived beside the spirit veins for many years, and her cultivation base has not regressed much. "

The monk spoke too quickly and missed his mouth.

Originally, I wanted to say a few good things to my teacher, lest this master, who is absolutely fighting with the ancestors in the door, wreaks havoc in Ningbi Cliff out of anger.

However, a "side" and "above the spirit vein" thoroughly explained the problem.

Living on spiritual veins and living beside them are two completely different concepts.

"Didn't it mean that Indiyuer lived with those outside laborers? Why did he live next to Lingmai again?"

Old Qian asked dullly.

"Hey, this, even if it is a handyman, the background is different, and the place of residence is different.

Anyway, there is a lot of open space around Lingmai. Who is allowed to live, and who is not allowed to live. Not a word yet? "

The monk laughed dryly, the bone wound in his body while he was flying. Use the spiritual power in your body to heal yourself. Already treated almost.

It seemed that Indi Yuer's master Xuan Teng had taken care of him as much as possible.

Compared to being expelled from the school, wandering about. This is the best ending.

Do you want to turn Ning Biya upside down?

The old money meets himself, he definitely has this ability. Help Indigo to recover the grievances she has suffered.

Let's take a look at how Indi Yuer and her son are, before deciding what kind of revenge.

Old Qian suppressed the anger in his heart, and saw a small hill in front of him, beside the small hill, a crooked blue river,

The azure-blue creek turned out, and two flat-tile houses were lonely welcoming the sun.

From her mother, a figure in Tsing Yi was washing a basin of clothes by the river.

Standard small bridge, flowing water, people"

"It's here, it's that."

This monk Leng Ao couldn't raise his arms yet, he could only greet him with his head.

Tuan Qingguang landed silently by the river. In the warm sunlight, a catty of the little Tsing Yi woman wrapped her head in a turban. Rubbing the bedding in the basin vigorously.

Washed by hand instead of using magic.

Old Qian felt the dilemma of Indigo again.

It must have been when most of the tactics in the body were abolished, and the meridians in the body were injured, so that the spiritual power was insufficient.

Insufficient spiritual power, even using some small spells is a kind of extravagant squandering.

The Tsing Yi woman felt the abnormality behind her. After all, she was also a genius disciple of Ning Biya.

Holding the crooked turban with his hand, the oval-shaped face turned around.

"It's her" that's right! "

At that moment, Old Qian's heart almost stopped beating.

That face is still so rich and beautiful.

However, after so many years, a few lines of wrinkles have climbed up on Indigo's forehead, and the temples are even white.

As a monk who has entered the foundation building period. This situation should not happen before the lifespan is exhausted.

There is only one explanation, that is, she has taken too much, too much pressure.

"is it you?"

Gu Yu'er's face showed an unbelievable blankness. It's like a dream that has passed away. Suddenly landing in front of his own eyes, it seemed so illusory and unreal.

"it's me."

The old money has mixed feelings, and more of it is abnormal guilt.

Two tears came from the corner of Indigo's eyes. Falling down like a pearl.

Old Qian hurriedly took a step forward and grasped Indigo's hand.

Are you still like a man if you don't take the initiative? Was shook by the old money.

Indi Yuer finally remained ignorant and reserved, and fell into the arms of the old money, crying aggrievedly.

It seems to be wronged for several years. In this big cry, all came out.

This good show, don't meet again, even made Vidona's eyes flushed, and she almost shed tears.

Turtle and Zhu Yi had a thief smile on their faces.

Can see the warm side of the old money. It's not that easy.

After a long time, Indi Yuer broke free from the arms of the old money.

"After that, I went to call you back. He has been thinking about it. When will you come to see him when you are a father?"

It's really my son. It was confirmed from Indigo's that Lao Qian was completely petrified.

"Brother Zhuo Yun, you are a

Indigo, who was extremely excited, discovered that the monk Leng Ao who stood in front of the turtles honestly had his hands hanging abnormally, and he knew he was injured at first glance.

Although he was relegated to these two brick houses, he was cared for by Master Xuan Teng, except for Lu Hong who constantly instructed some people to come to harass, the monks of other factions. Although I am not enthusiastic about my mother and child, there is not much embarrassment.

She doesn’t want her husband.” She has long regarded Lao Qian as her husband. For her own sake, she clashed with the faction of Songmang, the head of the real man, and might even be implicated in Xuan Teng, who has always taken care of her. Real people.

It's no longer the kind of fearlessness, fearlessness, and vigorousness that it used to be.

Old Qian sighed in his heart that the powerful pressure of life had changed people.

"Don't be afraid, Yu'er, if I am here, who owes you, I will let him return it a hundredfold."

Old Qian said coldly.

Reach out!

A light yellow light shot out, covering the two tiled houses in an instant, and a creaking sound came over.

These two tiled houses were originally the most common masonry texture.

This kind of masonry house was made by the handymen outside the door, and there was no magic.

The inner disciples, for no special reason, will never interfere with the lives of these outer disciples. The two are like two different circles in the sky and the underground.

The original masonry texture of the two-tile house is rapidly becoming concubine.

But in half a breath, the two masonry houses have all changed, the walls, tiles, and the ground. All become a translucent yellow crystal. Under the shining of the sun, it shone with golden light, like a palace in the sky.

"Huang Yu" is a material that is slightly harder than Hei Yu!

The big man with longan and thick lips on the **** plane of the giant rock. The entire Peacock Castle was turned into Heiyu Castle.

With a finger from Old Qian, half a breath. Just turn these two brick houses into full-body Huang Yu, which is much harder and stronger than Hei Yu Castle!

However, at this time, this dazzling change actually expresses a kind of murderous intent!

This is the case for half a breath. Once this yellow light hits the monk on Ning Bi Ya, how many people can hold it?

Perhaps the monk who had condensed into a golden core could carry an attack, but it was not a difficult task to see the old Qian's effortlessness and hundreds of such attacks.

Indi Yuer seemed to see that the groups of low-level monks in Ningbi Cliff, under the light yellow light swayed by her husband, turned into light yellow statues.

In the eyes of Old Qian, Indi Yuer saw a cruelty, a cruelty like a dragon.

The dragon is a monster with great power and cannibalism.

You can play with the dragon~lightnovelpub.net~ However, if you touch the inverse scales of the dragon, it will eat you quickly!

Excerpted from a person who raised many dragons in "Monsters and Beasts": My experience with dragons.

Haven't seen him in thirty years, is he so strong?

Back then, Indi Yuer had a genius disciple. He has been taught by several ancestors of Ning Biya.

Those old ancestors shot, but it is just so powerful.

Indigo's mood was extremely agitated, and she felt that her 30 years of waiting was worth it!

A feeling of immense pride arose in my heart.

No woman does not like that her husband is a strong man!

However, along with this joy is a great fear.

After all, Indi Yuer was raised by Ning Biya since she was a child. Shimen gave her everything. Even if she was expelled from her, he would also reserve a place for him to live in the Heaven-Battering Sword Art and both mother and child.

Ban Yuer is happy to see Song Mang and his son Lu Hong be punished.

However, she didn't want to, Ning Bi Ya's low-level disciple, would be so blood-washed by her husband, then, Ning Bi Ya would have a fault.

She would become the sinner who raised Ningbiya who grew up.

"Don't... I was raised by a sect. I was taught the cultivation technique, even if I was chased back. All this was originally given by the sect. Except for the head and his son, no one else felt sorry for me."

Indigo calmed down from pride. Hurry up to dissuade the old money from killing.