God-slaughtering King

Nanmen Feng was stunned when he heard the speech. He really wanted to talk about his talent in everything. For a moment, he was extremely motivated. Although the Terrans also have qualifications, they are not diligent in practice. I'm afraid it's just a waste of talent. According to the demon clan, it's natural to reach the extreme when it grows to a certain point, but it's a little hope.

It seems that he knows what Nanmen Maple thinks. Yue Shengyou then said, "don't think that the demon family is even Tiancheng. Although it has blood talent, it not only needs conditions to awaken this talent, but there are also demon families who peep at other people's blood talent in the southern demon family. It is not uncommon to marry and raise for a hundred years, or pull out bones and eat flesh and bones."

Nanmen Feng smiled for a moment. It seemed that he found the omission in Yuesheng's words. "Elder, don't you make fun of me? If everyone can have blood talent by eating bone and meat, can we still see living people in southern Xinjiang?"

Yuesheng also raised his eyebrows when he heard the speech. It seemed that he didn't expect Nanmen Feng to answer back, "I said a few. Such evil methods are not rare. They are only suppressed by the joint because of inhumanity, and they are not an absolute means. It's not just a simple matter of eating meat and pulling bones, but also needs the cooperation of various array guides and secret methods."

"Are there three heavenly kings in southern Xinjiang? I don't know which three heavenly kings are?" in addition to the words of Nanmen Feng, Duan MuQing thought of some words he had said, and asked for a moment.

"There is only one king in the world. Why do you say three kings?" Yuesheng seems quite tough about it.

Nanmen Feng can only frown for a moment. I think duanmuqing, a goblin for many years, is still behind the times

"You watch here first. When she wakes up, I'll pick you up." Yue Sheng simply turned over the book. It seemed that he felt normal and was about to leave for a while.

Nanmen Feng nodded and said nothing.

The books in this library are not treasures. There are many kinds of records. There are many kinds of plants, objects, and even the species and ethnic groups of monsters and beasts. In the past, I was afraid that Nanmen Maple would look at it carefully, but now Nanmen Maple doesn't seek anything to do in southern Xinjiang, so it has lost a lot of interest for a while.

The library Pavilion seems to be similar to the reception Pavilion. It is a circular hall, surrounded by many books, including different inner room classifications. Standing in the hall, nanmenfeng looked up and could see the beams and columns of the pavilion. At a glance, although it was unattainable, it was also clearly visible.

All kinds of books and wooden shelves in the pavilion are stacked neatly for a time. It is rare in Nanmen maple. There is a trace of reading the whole book. There is no feeling I don't know in the world. This feeling can't be given by a lot of cold Lingyu at the inner door of Shushan. Although this leather scroll needs to be understood by yourself, it is far less direct than the divine consciousness on Lingyu.

Then reluctantly and casually turned it over, the South Gate Maple also simply lay directly on the ground, and the top of his head is still the pillar of the pavilion. "It must be too late for people who have seen this place to just bow their heads and enjoy the books. I'm afraid they have no time to pay attention to the far-reaching of the pavilion."

Nanmen Feng said softly, but then he smiled, probably because of his laziness.

But the smile did not disperse, but the eyebrows of Nanmen Maple slowly wrinkled, "there are words on the beam column?!"

Although Nanmen Feng has little idea of heaven falling strange treasure in his heart, since he picked up duanmuqing on the way. Nanmen Feng was worried about these corners. Now he saw some words on the beam column, but he couldn't help going upstairs for a moment.

It seems that the library Pavilion is only about six or seven floors. Although it's not much, the floors are very high, and the maple in the south gate is also strong and healthy. If ordinary people come up the stairs like this, I'm afraid it won't take half an hour.

When Nanmen Feng came to the sixth floor, he stopped and looked. The words on the beam and column were much clearer. Nanmen Feng looked intently. Unexpectedly, it was full of the words "Qin Sheng". For a moment, Nanmen Feng had the impulse to jump off the six floor Pavilion on the spot.

"It's not easy to practice..." Nanmen Feng thought about it, but then said with a bitter smile, "I don't know who is crazy about men and women. He has such a deep idea that he has to write his name and engrave his surname on the beam column. At least this place is a place of sages. Instead of looking up the Scriptures and reading the volumes, he portrays it at will and is also a character..."

"Qin Sheng? Why does it feel so similar to master Yuesheng's name? Is it master Yuesheng's brother..." Nanmen Feng flashed a thought, and then smiled like a self mockery. "There is no brother with the same name and different surnames. This surname can be changed alone, but only one surname... Except one person?!"

Nanmen Feng's heart moved. It seemed that he had found something secret. Then his smile became more and more obvious, "Nanmen Feng... Nanmen Feng... You little man who abandoned his disciples and the fugitives of the school Shushan. Now you don't want to make progress in different places in southern Xinjiang and worry about these foreign trivial things. You are really a character..."

After a few self mockery, Nanmen Feng also lay directly on the ground and closed his eyes. Would it be better not to listen, not to hear, not to read?

After several breaths, Nanmen Feng got up fiercely, clenched his hands, tried his best to suppress his voice and roared. Then he fell directly to the ground and never got up again.

The three-day moon was not his magic weapon, as the Moon said. He rested for a few days a day. When Yue Sheng came to look for Nanmen maple, he thought that Nanmen Maple would stop to check the book. Unexpectedly, Nanmen Maple lay on the ground on the sixth floor and slept for so many days.

"You sleep sweetly..." Yue Sheng led Nanmen Feng downstairs and joked casually. After all, it is rare to sleep for a few days at will, whether it is a monk or a demon family.

Nanmen Feng was also calm, "I haven't slept like this for a long time. I feel like I've accumulated sleepiness for more than a hundred years. At this moment, I'm really sleepy."

"It's a pity for you to sleep like this," Yue Sheng said casually.

Nanmen Feng picked his eyebrows when he heard the speech. Indeed, there are few monks who sleep at will like Nanmen Feng in the world. All sentient beings in the world don't know what to chase. Maybe the level of gullies in the world is too deep, and they can't do it.

In a few years, Nanmen Maple also returned to the rest pavilion with the rise of the moon. Yuesheng sent Nanmen maple and turned away without saying anything.

"Is everything all right?" Nanmen Feng walked into the inner room and just saw Shi Qing sitting at the table.

Shi Qing looked at Nanmen Feng in surprise, "I didn't expect you to have a hard life."

For a moment, Nanmen Feng couldn't take into account Shi Qing's ridicule. He just went straight to bed and lay down, "yes, I'm the hardest person in the world."

Shi Qing smelled the speech and looked at Nanmen Feng, "Lang Lang in the daytime, can't you sleep for a day?"

"If I can, I want to sleep for ten days, a hundred days and a lifetime..." Nanmen Feng put his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes. It seems that he is tired.

"There are all sorts of things in the world. You are so decadent. It's hard to say anything." Shi Qing looked at Nanmen Maple casually and returned to plain.

Nanmen Feng was silent for a long time. After a while, he said, "Shiqing, what do you think of my current cultivation accomplishments?"

Shi Qing showed a mocking look on her face. "I don't know how long I've been waiting. I saw you beaten all over the ground looking for teeth when you met someone. What time do you say you are?"

Nanmen Feng didn't seem surprised. He just said, "yes, I'm the most inferior... Why does this world make me such an inferior? Is it to play with me?"

When Shi Qing heard this, the sneer on his face became more obvious, "then why does this world make me one and two souls? I've been imprisoned for half my life, and finally I have to be your inferior companion."

Nanmen Feng said for a moment, "I think you are sad. If you have the chance, I may save you."

Shi Qing heard the speech and walked to the bedside, but he slapped Nanmen maple on the chest with his hand. For a moment, Nanmen Feng felt a pain in his heart and could hardly breathe. "Then get up and find it for me?! lie so plain and talk a lot."

Nanmen Feng eased his breath, got up and looked at Shi Qing with angry face in front of him. For a moment, he laughed at himself, "I have lost all my accomplishments and can't practice. What do you want me to do?"

Shi Qing frowned. "Don't you still know how to fight? The art of body refining is always one or two."

"I have the method of body refining, which can be accomplished in a hundred years. Would you like to wait?" in addition to the words, the self mockery on Nanmen Feng's face was more obvious.

"I have!"

"Ah?!"

"A hundred snakes compete with each other, especially one. This skill requires not only strong will and talent, but also heaven and earth Lingbao and countless rare herbs..." Shi Qing seemed to highly praise his skill.

When Nanmen Feng heard this, he lay back in bed and said leisurely, "since there are so many requirements, can I still practice this skill?"

Shiqing looked at Nanmen Feng and said, "No. If I don't say this skill is my blood inheritance, even if I told you, you may not be able to succeed."

Nanmen Feng was dumb for a moment. After a while, he began to say, "are you just talking about boasting?"

"If you take me out of here, I can give you this body refining skill." Shiqing looked at Nanmen maple, but said seriously.

Nanmen Feng lay on the bed and smiled, "since you said that this body refining skill is not only inherited by your family, but also needs countless opportunities, do you think I will take you out at the chance of being thrown out again?"

Shi Qing looked at Nanmen Feng seriously, and then nodded, "I don't think you're the kind of person who waits to die."

When Nanmen Feng heard the speech, he looked at Shiqing and hesitated, "I have nothing, no plan and no accomplishments..."

Shi Qing directly approached the South Gate maple, and then his sword pointed straight to guide the gate Maple Tianling, but he withdrew his hand after three or five interest. "Here are the first two floors. If you have a heart, you should be able to do something."

Nanmen Feng frowned for a moment, "dragon formula?"

Shi Qing looked out of the window and said, "if I remember correctly, it should be only two months from Donglin city to the imperial city. In a month and a half, we will go to the wasteland outside the imperial city. If you get there like this, I can only admit bad luck."

Nanmen Maple didn't answer for a moment. Dragon formula, nine dragons, a change of bone and tendon.