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　　On the road of life, Leng Xia still has a long way to go.

　　And what Nangong Shuoyue has to do is to let her know why the flowers are so red.

　　Turning on the TV, Nangong Shuoyue turned on the news channel.

　　"According to the secret realm that has recently descended on the western region of China, it is said that there are ancient people who are suspected to be tombs of gods."

　　"The third place on the Tianjiao list, Li Tianyao showed his skills in the dark area, and passed the Tongtian Tower, ascended to the sky in one step, and became the town of China!"

　　"The Bai family introduced Bai Liuli and killed the dark valley black dragon in the dark area. It is rumored that the dark valley black dragon has survived for hundreds of thousands of years, and has fallen since three thousand years ago..."

　　"Huang Tianshan, in the great world of Huangshan, contributed his sweat to the transformation of the Taklimakan Desert with his own secret technique, Huangshan."

　　"..."

　　Nangong Shuoyue turned off the TV, expressionless.

　　At the back, it always feels like things have developed in a strange place.

　　Almost, let's go to Luo Cuilian's side.

　　After all, it has been delayed for a few days, and it has almost recovered.

　　After stretching, Nangong Shuoyue sent a private message, and then turned on the time-travel function.

　　The next moment, Nangong Shuoyue appeared in a land of birds and flowers.

　　The air is fresh, quiet, and the sounds of nature are flowing.

　　There is no hustle and bustle of the city, and dust, in this environment, can make people feel peaceful.

　　"Long time no see, Senior Shuoyue."

　　In a small nunnery, a girl at the door made a welcome sign.

　　Wearing a white Hanfu, her black hair that is comparable to silk is braided into three braids and stands up.

　　He has been killing gods for more than two hundred years, but he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

　　The face is cute and delicate to the point of not being human.

　　While abandoning the shackles of the godslayer, Luo Cuilian has further reached the realm of golden elixir, and her temperament has become more outstanding.

　　The originally distorted heart has been corrected, and she is moving forward on the right path.

　　"I'm very happy to see you like this, Cuilian~"

　　Nangong Shuoyue said hello, and then smiled.

　　"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the seniors."

　　Luo Cuilian chuckled, and then brought Nangong Shuoyue to a pavilion.

　　Here are some fruits prepared, simple, but full of the way of nature.

　　"The three realms without leakage are the cultivation of the Tao, the cultivation of life, and the cultivation of the mind."

　　Nangong Shuoyue took a bite of the peach, which was delicious.

　　After all, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, Luo Cuilian, the leader of the "Five Prisons Sect", is naturally the best thing.

　　"On the one hand, your background is enough. The same is true for cultivating your mind. Now that you are on the right path, the face is flat."

　　Nangong Shuoyue Road.

　　"Cuilian also understands this truth, but there are still some puzzles, and I would like to ask the seniors to clarify the doubts."

　　Luo Cuilian said seriously.

　　Her voice was so good, it was shocking.

　　Ordinary people will definitely regard it as the sound of nature, sleepless day and night, captured by this sound.

　　It must be nice to sing.

　　"It's life."

　　Nangong Shuoyue said indifferently: "Your mood defect has been made up, but your life is tightly bound."

　　"As long as you get rid of this bondage, you can see farther."

　　Luo Cuilian was thoughtful, and she naturally felt restrained.

　　Not from the body, after all, she is no longer a godslayer, and the body of the godslayer has been abandoned.

　　It is not the source soul, the power has been stripped by her, and it has been transformed into supernatural power after re-comprehension.

　　And that bondage is the so-called life.

　　The godslayer and the god of disobedience were shrouded in the giant net woven by the three goddesses of fate, wrapped around their necks.

　　Beyond that, there are bigger nets.

　　That is myth.

　　Even if it is no longer impossible, I still feel this restraint.

　　"Your realm is very high, even in my world, talent is at the top."

　　"Your personal life is also very strong. Standing on the top of the two billion people in this world, although it is slightly insufficient, it can be called sacred by nature."

　　Nangong Shuoyue said: "This bondage of life is not only a bondage, but also a trial."

　　"It may be said that this is the so-called 'robbery'."

　　Nangong Shuoyue: "It's over, the sea is vast."

　　"I can't get over it, there is only one death."

　　Nangong Shuoyue said softly.

　　Nangong Shuoyue said that Luo Cuilian's state of mind was on the right track, but it could only be said that it was corrected, and it was far from being without problems.

　　The traces of the past are too deep, and if you want to get rid of it completely, it will take a trial.

　　During this time, Nangong Shuoyue would look at her, and Quan should be behind her.

　　"I understand."

　　After listening to Nangong Shuoyue's words, she also vaguely understood what she should do.

　　Her strength is very strong, and her Taoist magic and martial arts have reached a very high level.

　　Even now, it is not a problem for her to be able to beat more than ten before.

　　If she wants to solve the problem, she already has an idea.

　　The murderer who had been silent for a hundred years, Luo Hao should also move.

　　It has been moldy in Lushan.

　　Luo Cuilian smiled.

　　Very beautiful.

　　Gazebo, lotus leaves, water flow.

　　and beauty.

　　"Senior, as a thank you gift, Cuilian will present a song for you~"

　　Laughing lightly, Luo Cuilian hugged the pipa upright, smiled lightly, and began to play.

　　"A piece of wielding the string has almost ended, and there is still a smoky wind on the edge of Lishan..."

　　The rhythm is natural, pleasant to the ear, and the tune is up and down, which is deeply meaningful.

Chapter [-]: Poor Lu Yinghua, Luo Hao, who washed away the dust for the new moon

　　A song of high mountains and flowing water is intoxicating.

　　'pop'

　　Gently clapping her hands, Nangong Shuoyue said with a chuckle, "Your skills are no less than those of those who have entered the Dao with music."

　　"Senior has been awarded."

　　Luo Cuilian said modestly.

　　Luo Cuilian defeated the goddess of hymn "Gayatri" in Indian mythology, and once obtained the power, called "Dragon Roaring Tiger Roaring Dafa".

　　Of course, the name was chosen by the Council of Sages.

　　Long Yin Hu Xiao Dafa can spit out sound and breath as ultrasonic wind, generating shock wave power.

　　The longer the recitation, the greater the destructive power, Luo Cuilian used it in the form of poetry.

　　Even at the level of a little chant, a demonic wind like a huge mythical beast can be generated.

　　If you continue to chant regardless of the limit, the destructive power will be unimaginable.Containing the power of mantra, it can also cause the same destructive power as a rear-end collision of a large car.

　　Gently exhaling without making a sound can also generate a fist-like magic wind.Used in hand-to-hand combat, fighting and shock waves can be combined.

　　In addition, all sounds except Luo Hao's own voice and the wind can be cut off.

　　It can be said that this power has been played out.

　　It has a corresponding background in itself, and it is no problem for Luo Cuilian to enter the Dao with music.

　　Even if it's just getting started, it's incredible.

　　To be honest, Luo Cuilian is quite a powerful person.

　　Either way.

　　There is no obvious shortcoming, the only shortcoming is too narcissism and arrogance, which is gradually disappearing.

　　In fact, it does not mean that it has disappeared, but that it has converged.

　　The two discuss the Tao, the cultivation, the cultivation of the mind, and the destiny.

　　After staying in the pavilion for a while, the two walked around Mount Lu.