The autumn wind is getting tighter, even if the climate in the south is humid and mild. But people still feel a bit of coolness.

Especially at night, in the late autumn, the night wind blows from the sea, and the cold air gives people a bit of chill.

However, in the barracks of the commander of the military camp generals, it was not cold at all.

There are two big cylinder oils inside the house. The wick with a thick cotton thread is dotted. Like a torch, it shines wide and has a few hundred steps. The house is bright and white. But there is no smell of soot. Instead, there is a faint aroma.

This is a specialty of the South Coast. Whale oil. It can be eaten and lit. No soot. It can also be used as a torch. It is a must-have item in the military.

Hong Yi sat behind the barracks military case. On both sides are the guards of the tiger's back. The three brothers of Heilongjiang Village, Baiyun Wu Lao. The nine masters of the **** camp are top warriors. The top martial artist.

Other than that. Xiao Mu, red chasing the sun. Shen Tiezhu. Lei Lie. The hills. The text is not smoke. Blood drops. The seven innate masters sit on the sides below. There are also two hard-wearing arrow boots. A heroic biography, holding scissors. Cut the wicking wire in the cylinder.

The two maids are the silver moon in the silver moon, and the silver wind.

This lineup is put out. Everything seems to be full of happiness. Take control of everything.

He has no reason not to be satisfied.

A year ago, he was still in the government. Even a small slave. They dared to bully him, and one year later today. He is already a general, especially he is a master of martial arts. The soul of the soul cultivation is great, and it is close to the ghost fairy, the strongest of the first person under the ghost fairy.

Even in the middle of the DPRK and the prince. The prince of the prince is an important master. The great master of Taoism, and Mr. Zhou Da, were defeated by him. Hand to come.

Everything changes, it is too big.

It’s too big to imagine. A year ago, the land was flooded, and I absolutely couldn’t think of myself one year later. I have such strength and I have such a prestige.

Sitting in the position of the generals, the commander of the commander, Hong Yi looked at the sullen Mr. Zhou Da, the legs open and squat in the heart of the heart more and more intense. I can’t wait to sing a song, drink too much, and forget about it.

but. In his heart, he suddenly remembered the martial arts of the martial arts. Immediately became heavy again. All the pride. The pleasures are turned into deep vigilance. There are also precautionary calculations.

"Mr. Zhou Da, what is your real name?"

After sitting in the military case, Hong Yi played the jade flute in his hand. This jade flute is the item of Mr. Zhou Da. The jade is crystal clear. The whole body is verdant and there is no motley. It turned out to be a special product of the Western Region.

Just a shot of a jade flute. The value is at least three or four thousand and two silver.

The jade flute is engraved with beautiful poems and fairies. Lifelike, it seems to fly out in general. This exquisite and meticulous engraving adds a lot of value to the jade flute.

Above the military case. Placed on the ground is a jade box. The strong scent of the medicine, which came out of the jade box, the flying scorpion that hit Hong Yi was in the jade box. like a statue. It seems to have been seriously injured and stunned.

In addition to the jade flute and the jade box, there are 30 Yujing’s largest silver tickets in the table, which are the largest amount of silver tickets in one thousand and two places.

The well-known big silver in the Dagan dynasty, the big money bank ticket, the maximum limit is one hundred and two. Five hundred and two are different, only the Nanzhou Taichang Silver. The ticket for the Yujing Tianzi Silver is 1212 thousand.

Thirty, that is, thirty thousand two, such a huge sum. Carryed by Mr. Zhou Da. It has now been searched out.

In addition to this jade flute. Flying sky. Jade box. Outside the silver ticket. There is also a brocade bag wrapped in silver needles. I don't know what to do with land.

When Hong Yi escorted Mr. Zhou Da to interrogation, he found these things and the rest were clean and tidy. There is nothing else.

"Mr. Zhou Da. You are on the ground. Just a little something? It's so shabby.

What you cultivate is the martial arts of the Jingyuan Temple. Why are there some cheats, artifacts and the like? ”

Hong Yi played a jade flute and asked Mr. Zhou Da, but the other person closed his eyes. Did not answer, so Hong Yi asked again.

The other side is practicing the Jingyuan Temple martial arts, and Hong Yi is of course very interested. The world's six holy places, whether it is Taoism or martial arts. All are tempered. Combining the wisdom of countless generations, no one can look forward to it.

If you can get some scriptures from the Jingyuan Temple. Secret. Hung Yi may be able to enlighten himself and integrate the strengths of hundreds of families. It is a foggy, truly cultivated into a ghost. To reach immortality, you can freely disintegrate.

"I think you are almost confused. Let's cultivate the Taoist people, and never forget, everything is in the mind and soul. Where can I carry the secrets of Taoism?"

Mr. Zhou Da saw Hong Yi for a while, and suddenly smiled coldly. Open the road and then turn the eyes to the hills. Wen non-smokers, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Hongyi has given you, you actually made a ghost, betrayed the prince, and put it into his majesty? Wang Ye has no power. This Hong Yi is tyrannical. It is just a little scorpion. Only. Are you following him, will there be good results?"

God camel hills eyes. But not with Mr. Zhou Da. Instead, simply close it. Make a state of closing your eyes and keeping your mind. "The old man will kill the wood. The prince is not a good person. I am probably unable to afford it. I must not change a master and eat a safe meal."

"Eat a meal of An Sheng, hehe.

Mr. Zhou Da smiled happily, his eyes on the face of Wenfei: "So you are not smoking?" Wang Ye did not treat you badly, but also took care of your three-tone door. You are betraying the prince now, and the third-tone door is probably going to be destroyed. Your family is old and young, only the disaster is in front of you. You don't even care about this? Could it be that you are fascinated by this Hong Yi! Hey. He is only fifteen years old now. Do you want the old cow to eat young grass? ”

"you……"

Wenfei was suddenly blushing. Then the inside of the throat giggled: "Yi Gongzi, this Mr. Zhou Da has a sharp tooth, but he has to think of a way to pull out his teeth and tongue. He cultivates a kind of magic, can be stimulated with silver needles. Head squats, weak body, in exchange for the power of the soul, this work. Magical and strange, you must ask the son."

"This time is the method of Jingyuan Temple, I naturally want to ask." Hong Yidao.

"I don't know what kind of means do you want to use to interrogate me?" Mr. Zhou Da laughed: "Mr. Ben has already thought about it now. Even if you treat Mr. Ben with a harsh criminal law, it is only a physical injury. Of course. If you call Mr. Ben, you will die. There is nothing. If you don't want to know the secrets of my cultivation, kill me, there is no benefit to you. Instead, you will completely offend and prince. It is better to discuss the conditions. Let's go."

"I didn't get it wrong? It's this time. Are you still discussing the conditions with me?"

Hong Yi felt a little funny. Looking at Mr. Zhou Da, it seems that he does not know this person.

"General, this guy. At first glance, it’s a hard-nosed person! Give him the label! Mark a string of fragrant Kung Fu. You can rectify him to be obedient. Don't dare to talk to you about conditions!"

Just in Hongyi, I thought about what method would be used to make Mr. Zhou Da succumb. When I handed over the cultivation of my own law, suddenly, the commander of the green camp at the door made Yang Yingming speak.

Yang Yingming was originally a small land, but he is now promoted to command.

"Oh? What do you do?" Hong Yi asked.

"Adults can remember the law of the big dry, how to deal with the demon?" Yang Yingming quickly replied. ‘

"Not bad!" Hong Yi once reminded Yang Yingming that he suddenly understood. Looking at Mr. Zhou Da: "Dagan Law. To catch the assassination of the court to kill the demon. First dip the dung for three days. Break the magic, and then hang in the city tower to show the public, since Mr. Zhou Da does not cooperate, then I have to follow the big The law is done!"

"you dare!"

Mr. Zhou Da shouted.

boom!

Hong Yi’s sinister slap in the military case, put the cinnabar pen. The arrows all shattered to the ground: "I don't dare! Of course I dare! Now I am. You still have flowers with me? Yang Yingming. Peel off his clothes. Tied up with a rope and dipped in the dung!"

"Yes! Mark it down!"

Yang Yingming waved his hand and several soldiers came in like a wolf. Flexing your muscles.

"Good! Good! Good! Hong Yi, count you!" Mr. Zhou Da sighed after a sigh. The whole person seems to be discouraged and softened.

Peel off the clothes and immerse them in the dung. This tastes. No matter who you are in the world, you can't stand it, especially now that the spirit of Mr. Zhou Da can't be shelled. It tastes like that. It is better to die than to die. No, he does not give in.

"In this case, you say! Who are you? Is it a disciple of Jingyuan Temple?" Hong Yi asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ I am a disciple outside the Jingyuan Temple, the big weekend. The world is in chaos. The Jingyuan Temple took the opportunity to enter the Great Zhou Mission. Many believers have been developed. However, after the rise of Dagan, the gates of the avenues also drove out the Jingyuan Temple, and all of them were killed. My pulse. It is the undead believers who left behind. "Mr. Zhou Da spit in the air.

"I don't want to listen to you, I ask you. What kind of technique do you have, I will give you a pen and paper. You have copied all your authentic techniques and made them for my understanding. If there is one less, you will give I tasted the taste of soaking manure."

Hong Yi called people and gave paper and pen to Mr. Zhou Da. Let him transcribe the scriptures and images on the spot.

"One of the people is born, the blood is yang. The soul is yin, and the soul is harmonious. God and body, yin and yang conversion. Complementary way. Wonderfulness, cultivation of martial arts. The soul of the soul, the **** body. Spirit The meat is one. The repair is a big increase. This is to Yin Yang. However, the soul of the soul is cultivated. But I don’t know the **** masculine. After the transformation, it can make up the weakness of the soul... The essence of blood, the soul of the soul, the complement of yin and yang, Nothing to go..."

Hong Yi walked by. While watching Mr. Zhou Da transcribe his own verses.

Just looked at it for a while. Hong Yi thinks. The Taoist theory of Jingyuan Temple is indeed a self-proclaimed family. Broad and profound, the predecessors have not been able to do what they want.

Do not say Taoism, light to see the complement of yin and yang. Body, blasphemy, god, soul, and clarification, you know that it is not false.

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