Xuanhuan: I'm really not an expert

Chapter 957

The nine "mental illnesses" are all jealous of all kinds of fat on the table.

If it wasn't for the deterrence of Mingtianbei's whip, there might be a fight!

And the second uncle looked at the crowd and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, thinking that these mentally ill people are living a miserable life, it looks like he has never eaten meat...

In fact, people in the village have long been tired of eating pork.

He took a spoonful of old turtle soup and tasted it.

I haven't drank it for many years. Well, although the quality of the meat is not very good, Xiao Li's craftsmanship is good, and it is still very good.

After drinking the soup, he couldn't help but open his mouth, looked at the mental patients and said, "Don't rush, enough meat for today!"

In fact, needless to say, this group of psychopaths soon stopped.

Because they discovered that they... can't eat this pork anymore.

The energy and origin qi contained in the pork is really terrifying. Even though they are ancestors, they can't bear it.

Moreover, after they ate the pork, they all fell into a broken state.

boom!
Martial Zuluo Xingchen's Dao Scene roared, and the road of martial arts rules was suddenly widened countless times, heading deeper into the Dao Scene.

His three souls and seven souls followed the path of martial arts reaching the sky.

Soon, he saw a figure shrouded in the celestial light of martial arts, and looked closely, it was an extremely powerful man with a shocking aura.

"wrong!"

However, Luo Xingchen was startled immediately, because the martial artist he saw was actually Long Zixuan...

How can this be?

In Long Zixuan's previous life, he didn't even go through the four realms...

And only those existences who are forging ahead on the chaotic road and reaching the sky in the martial arts can reflect the fairy shadows in the martial arts scene!

Immediately afterwards, he saw the Saint of Martial Dao, the God of Martial Dao...

There is no doubt that it is the same person.

Long Zixuan!
Not just Luo Xingchen.

At this moment, other people also saw a similar scene in the past four times.

In the alluring Daojingdi, the fairy sound roared, guiding her to explore deeper in her own sound path. He saw a woman playing the piano in the long river of time, and detected the movement of the fairy light.

That is not a low-level fairy way at all, but a taboo fairy light!

Around her, there were musical notes that turned into cranes and colorful butterflies, lingering around her.

"Qin Zun... Nanfeng..."

Qingcheng couldn't help whispering, she was a little lost!

Afterwards, she saw the true sage of Qin Dao, still the south wind, her movement turned into the moon, into the sun, into the Qingming between heaven and earth, as if to illuminate the darkness.

In the last scene, she saw the god of the sound channel, in the deepest part, there was a vast ocean, wailing everywhere, the sound of the piano fiddled with the death of life, only the back of the south wind...

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Yin Xu'an flew with his sword in his own Taoist scene, he was extremely happy.

"Heaven did not give birth to me, Yin Xu'an, the way of the sword is like a long night... Hahaha... I respect the way of the sword!"

He sang forward, but the next moment, he almost staggered and fell from the sword formed by the rules.

Because, he saw in the years, there seemed to be a taboo sword fairy, who came to the west with a sword, and fell towards him.

"My grass... Dugu Yuqing, Sword Master?!"

Yin Xu'an was shocked immediately, and at the same time, the sword slashed by the shadow of the sword fairy made him feel a shock, and hurriedly said:
"It's easy to say, I admit that you are the second best in swordsmanship!"

He, Yin Xu'an, has always been very conscientious!

However, the sword light flashed across his eyes, but it didn't really land on him.

After all, what is reflected on Daojingdi's path of swordsmanship is only the pictures from countless years ago, left by the former supreme master of swordsmanship and venerable swordsman.

"It's strange, isn't that kid just going on the road? How could there be the shadow of the sword fairy left by him on the road of swordsmanship? Is time and space disordered?"

Yin Xuan was puzzled.

Afterwards, he kept a low profile, and when he saw Dugu Yuqing, the Holy Sword Dao, the God of Sword Dao, he quietly crossed the border, not daring to disturb him.

Mozu saw the back of a little girl in the Taoist scene.

The little girl seemed to be chasing after something. Her feet stepped out of the forbidden path of immortals and demons. From the long river of time, she seemed to be pursuing it all the time. She never looked back. She only left a shallow line of footprints on the road of demons. ...

"No wonder... No wonder you're smarter than me. So Xueba, was he ever so powerful?"

Mozu murmured.

Only now did he realize that the difference between him and Xin Ning was not only the difference of having a good teacher, but also, Xin Ning's appearance was unimaginable starting point...

Even the newcomers Shizu, Caozu, and Qizu are breaking through at this moment!

Yin Xu'an and the others told them that they could easily wipe out the ghosts in the Dao Scenery just by opening the Dao Scenery, so they had a particularly easy time seeing the ghosts.

"Unexpectedly, the ghost that made us dare not take a step... in front of this small mountain village, it is as fragile as fog..."

Shi Zu was deeply moved, and he sang Zen songs in the Taoist scene and marched forward.

Soon, he saw a monk eating meat in the years.

The monk's feet were covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, killing him so much that his robes were stained red. However, he was extremely unrestrained, planted a bodhi tree on the flesh and blood of the enemy, and then sat cross-legged under the bodhi tree, Randomly tear off the flesh and blood from the corpses of endless terrifying creatures, and chew them.

That monk was obviously doing extremely bloody things, but his celestial light erupted, making people want to worship him.

"Qingchen... the fairy shadow left behind?"

Shi Zu was shocked.

"The cause and effect of the previous life, it is so... I seem to have realized it, so..."

"It turns out that eating meat is the only way to stand at the highest point of Fan Dao..."

His consciousness is constantly moving forward in the Daojingdi, but his body in the small mountain village has not forgotten to eat fat meat, and his mouth is full of oil.

Soon, he saw Qingchen from the taboo holy way.

The ten thousand zhang Buddha's light, transcending the other side, the endless Brahma Taoist pure land, enveloped thousands of living beings.

But the monk of the Shinto way changed suddenly. He was in the silence, the endless Buddha kingdoms were wiped out, the pure land of the Brahma Tao was covered with black paths, there were many ghosts, and the monks frowned.

"How do I feel... Behind Qingchen, there is a frightening ghost story?"

Shi Zu whispered.

Qi Shuangming, the grandmaster of chess, walked along the road of chess, and he quickly saw two figures.

Those are two figures in the years, listed side by side as the Immortals of the Forbidden Way of Chess, one of them has two completely different eyes, one black and one white, mixed with immortals and demons, good and evil are the same.

The other person has a melancholy temperament, and there seems to be a kind of sentimentality between his brows forever.

The two are playing chess.

"Chess Master?!"

Qi Shuangming recognized the man with a melancholy temperament.

What about the other person?

Who is it again?

Immediately afterwards, he stepped past the light of the Immortal Dao and saw the shadow of the Holy Dao.

This time, the man with black eyes and white eyes disappeared, leaving only the melancholy man walking alone.

"The existence with black and white eyes chose another path later? Isn't it simply playing chess?"

Qi Shuangming murmured, he felt that the man who played chess with the chess master before was also extremely powerful, and he shouldn't be able to reach the level of the master of chess.

There is only one possibility, that person chose another path.

As for the way of chess, Jiang Li is the only one who walks alone.

Then, he saw the God of Chess again.

It was still Jiang Li, but Qi Shuangming was shocked and frightened when he saw Jiang Li this time.

Because, Jiang Li's body was densely covered with blood lines, as if he was haunted by strange things, but his chess lines pierced through the darkness!
"This is what happened..."

Qi Shuangming, the chess grandmaster, inexplicably felt a wave of panic.

Cao Zu walked through the green grass.

He saw a man who stepped on the blue avenue, and in his hand was a temple emitting green light, which he shaped into the shape of a hat.

Seeing Cao Zu coming, the man picked up the hat, as if he wanted to put it on Cao Zu.

"Nima?!"

Cao Zu walked by in a hurry, that's called a quick one.

However, when he looked back, he found that it was just a phantom in the years.

"Evil fun!"

Cao Zu couldn't help complaining.

He already understood that the man who left behind this fairy shadow clearly foresaw that he would appear in the Dao Scenery of all subsequent people when he arrived at the Forbidden Immortal, so he made a deliberate gesture of picking up the hat and giving it to the later people. The action of putting on.

Too bad!
In this way, he will put on a cuckold for any promising Cao Dao expert?
Excessive.

"However, why is this guy exactly the same as Qing Zun Lu Rang?"

Cao Zu was puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the Holy Shadow again.

It was still the man, but this time only his back was left. He was facing something, and the green temple in his hand was cracked.

In the end, Cao Zu saw the third divine figure: a plant of grass emerged from the darkness, extremely strange!
"Weird...too weird..."

Caozu felt a little guilty, he withdrew from the Daojingdi.

Opening his eyes, he subconsciously looked at the others and said:
"I've seen you four times, have you seen anything?"

The other psychopaths all nodded solemnly at this moment.

Immediately, their eyes, all subconsciously, turned to the other table.

At that table, Li Fan was leading a group of disciples, eating and drinking, so happy that he didn't notice them at all.

Only the big black dog at the table suddenly looked over. With a hint of threat in the dog's eyes, it let out a low growl, as if warning seriously!

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(End of this chapter)