Into the Immortal Cultivation

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One day Zun Ai Zitan was fishing.

Of course, it does not refer to what is uploaded in the fantasy world of Wanxian, but it is not boring to a certain extent and really cannot be done. He is really fishing. It's just that the place where he fishes is a little different.

He was fishing in the mysterious realm of darkness, suspended in the void together with the pond.

Here is the world of the world, the world in the cave. This side of the cave is isolated from the heaven and earth of China, and there is no sky light. The people who opened up this cave did not even have to work hard to evolve the earth, let alone refine the smaller sun, moon and stars. And now the monk of the current law, Xiaoyao, who occupied this side of the cave, obviously did not want to add some scenery.

It stands to reason that such a place should not have any living beings, let alone fishing. But Tai Tianzun is after all the strongest cultivator of the Fa, and keeping a pool of fish is not a big deal. Thirty years after he was stationed here, he twisted a space with great mana and formed an undetermined gravitational field in the void. The water and soil placed in the gravitational field are transformed by the monks of the Burning Valley. As for the fry, they are synthesized by the monks of the Spirit Beast Mountain.

If nothing matters, he always likes to fish for a while. This is his biggest hobby except Erhu. Not only can fishing relax him, but the incident itself will not prevent him from thinking.

The fish here have passed through the hands of the **** of natural selection, and evolved quickly. It ’s getting harder and harder to catch the fish in Taitian. Fortunately, his patience has always been very good.

But not everyone who lives here has this kind of patience.

Fluctuating Tianjun Xue Ding sat cross-legged opposite Ai Tan, a few ripples appeared beneath him, holding him on the water. He propped his right arm on his knee and dragged his chin with his right hand, looking impatient. He has changed eight positions within a quarter of an hour.

Finally, the patience of the wave Tianjun was exhausted.

"boring!"

Ai Tan stretched out his hand and took another rod out of the void: "Here."

Xue Dingwa waved his hand: "No, no. Xiao Ai, do me a favor."

Although Schrödinger was a little older than Ai Zitan, Tai Tianzun was a standard crane-haired child. The unmade hair was long white, and the volatility of Tianjun pretended to be handsome, and his face remained young forever. His old-fashioned title is too awesome to be called "Xiao Ai", which is really awkward.

Ai Zitan seemed to understand the meaning of Xue Dingxie and shook his head: "No."

"How many years have our brother been dating?"

"It's a heavy responsibility, don't leave without permission."

Xue Dingxu covered her forehead and sighed: "It's really boring here."

"It just changed your beautiful beauty."

Xue Dingxie jumped up and yelled: "Red sleeves Tian Xiangye reading is an elegant thing! Elegant thing!"

"If you can't read a book without red sleeves, it's a problem."

Xue Ding sighed badly. Sit on the water again.

After all, he was a friend for many years, and Ai Zitan couldn't bear it: "Aren't you using Wanxian Fantasy Realm outside, huh, did you catch it?"

Xue Ding shook his head evilly: "You know me. The beauty is on the side, the inspiration is like a fountain. The academic exchange of Wanxian Fantasy Realm, ha ha-no, I have to let Feng Luoyi develop a special The area is used for daily communication, and it is best to bring out the immersive function. "

Ai Zitan would like to say, what is the difference between this and Chunmeng? It's better to let Master Yangshen Pavilion give him all kinds of illusions. But seeing the excited eyes of his best friend, he dismissed the idea. After all, here is really boring and crazy. This Fa-cultivator is self-evident for seeking Taoism, but this Fa-spirit insists on "the true self is the same, and the original intention is not easy". Since it was not as desperate as ancient Faxiu, thinking of the Avenue for a long time still tested the human mind.

Therefore, he kicked the ball to Feng Luoyi.

Brother Feng, you must protect Wanfamen and Wanxian Fantasy Realm!

At this moment, a cry of excitement spread throughout the cave.

"I know! I know!"

Fluctuating Tianjun stood up, his face dignified: "This sound is thin ears?"

Ai Tan nodded: "Most of them have realized what magical skills."

Tens of thousands of years ago, when ancient times counted for a major overhaul, after the geometric demon Ji Meide realized the rigid irregular body and the way to estimate, the excited Yu Jian rushed into the air and shouted: "I know! Alright! "Unfortunately, the devil was so excited that he forgot to use magic to transform a set of clothes. Even more unfortunately, the disciples under the devil's door regarded it as an affair, and this is still a celebration of Wan Famen-but few people really dare to implement it.

Quan Quan respected the teacher's voice, and there was quite a relic of the geometric demon king. Fluctuating Tianjun couldn't help but even maliciously wonder whether the other party was wearing clothes. No matter who listens to that shout, they will feel that Quantum Master has another major insight!

"I still feel that his way of embarrassment has gone astray and it is difficult to make further breakthroughs."

Xue Dingxie looked at Ai Tan: "Are you okay?"

Ai Zitan didn't hide his excitement: "Why lose him a few times? Why were we afraid of him in Erweizhuang?"

"Good talk!" Xue Dingxie also ignited his fighting spirit: "Let the beauty of Shenzhou wait for me for a while! I will meet him later."

Hearing Bo Er's shouting, not only Ai and Xue, but also the Taoist people, also heard. He kept urging the burning Kelvin with his flight to make him hurry.

It is not permissible for the Taoist people to fight with the younger brothers until the lamps are dry and they both fall into the North Sea. It turned out that in the siege, there was a verbal dispute with Heisenberg. During the dispute between the two, they mentioned the mentor Sommer Fei who accidentally died. The hot temper and unreasonable emotions are out of control, and the power of the Sky Sword is angry, and it explodes beyond the power expected by Bai Ze. The brothers and sisters fought in this way until they exhausted their last effort. The North Sea is an extremely cold place. After falling into the ground, it was frozen, and the cold gas invaded the body and almost died. But fortunately, thousands of years ago, the Burning Weather eradicated the North Ming Han Chi, and there was no more big demon in the North Ming Sea. The flock of monsters were frightened by the unreasonable spirit and did not dare to harm them.

Fang Cai, Fen Tianhou is using the "Entropy of Heaven" to break up the cold in his body, but once he heard "I know!" From his teacher, he couldn't sit still. He begged to bring him to the sky.

Fentianhou residence is not far from Quantum Master. Breaking the ground soon saw thin ears thinking at his desk.

Excited tone of excitement: "Uncle, did you understand the wave-shaped collapse?"

Thin ears looked up, somewhat confused: "Solved?"

Bo Er was born with a wooden voice, his tone was indifferent, and he had to ask again: "Are you asking me or answering again?"

"ask."

Somewhat disappointed: "I thought you solved it. What did you come up with?"

Bo Er scratched his head and replied: "Crossword."

"what?"

Is there any problem with the metaphor of crossword puzzles?

Bo Er let go of his body and let Li Li see his desk: "I just solved the crossword game. This is a bit difficult."

Not only is it rational, but even Kelvin looks weird. I can't help but say: "Uncle, are you ... too busy?"

Bo Er handed out a few manuscripts with a bitter smile.

"The government has done everything and failed to solve the problem."

These words are not used in this way ... Uncle, don't talk, don't drop the book bag ...

Crazy shook his head while receiving the thin-eared manuscript.

"Sure enough these things ..."

Groundbreaking also sighed.

Kelvin saw that the master and apprentice were depressed, and said, "It's just difficult for a while. The two don't have to be ..."

Bo Er sat back to his position and whispered: "If it is Senbao, still ..."

"Don't mention that name, Uncle!" The rational expression slightly twisted: "That traitor!"

Then, the two imperial palaces escaped into silence again.

Kelvin wanted to comfort one or two, but he did not know what to do. At this time, he saw a small bronze mirror hanging around their waist suddenly light up at the same time.

That is the terminal of Wan Xian Zhen Jing. When the mirror is lit, it means that the senior executives of Xianmeng have important matters to discuss.

The two men looked at each other and then confessed their guilt to Kelvin, and they fell in illusion.

In the eyes of the two, the surrounding scenery turned into flowing light and shadow, rapidly illusion, and finally became another look.

This is a deliberative hall, there are not many people in it, most of them have only one phantom-this is to divide a mind and enter the fantasy world of immortals. There were only four people who entered the whole god. They were Feng Luoyi, the "Cang Sheng Guoshou", Chen Jingyun, the "Crown of Ten Thousand Laws", Ma Juli, the "Laser Queen," and Deng Jiaxuan, the Sword of Heaven. As for the phantom, I looked at it rationally, and most of them were the monks of Wan Famen.

Chen Jingyun is being scolded by his teacher, Hua Ruogeng, the former deputy master of Wan Famen, who is crying and laughing. Cleave is the most familiar with Feng Luoyi, so he stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng Luoyi shrugged: "Chen Zhangmen, Bu Hongmeng, burst out the Seven Bridges, and trapped himself. Someone needs to be rescued." Having said this, Feng Luoyi couldn't help but laugh: "Chen Zhang The beggars of the door are very rare among the monks of Xiaoyao. "

"Wanfamen is not the most mad."

Feng Luoyi, also a monk of Wan Fa Men, nodded and looked quite proud.

Hua Ruogeng's words did not last long. Wanfamen soon agreed to send someone to break the battle. Then, all the Famen schools dispersed, and only three people, Bo Er, Li Li, Feng Luoyi and Chen Jingyun remained here.

Feng Luoyi motioned to the two men to sit down. Six people sat in a circle. After a while, Guci, a monk at the Yaoyao Palace, also appeared in the Senate Hall.

When Chen Jingyun saw everyone, he said, "I call everyone to come. It's one thing. Breaking up the real people, Gu Ci real people, remember the first battle of rounding up the Taoists?"

Crazy frowned, quite displeased when Chen Jingyun mentioned this matter. Gu Ci nodded happily: "Yes."

"At that time, two security guards assisted you in temporarily distracting the infidels, didn't they?"

Ma Juli nodded and added: "I remember that there was a young man in the village who had inherited Gu Xiu's heritage to practise Qi. The little girl of Jinjingu used that child to draw the attention of the innocent."

Gu Ci nodded with reason and said that this was the case.

"The child entered the Xinyue Xianyuan." Chen Jingyun continued: "He seems to have a problem."

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PS1: This crossword puzzle, Mr. Niels Bohr on earth really did it ~

PS2: QAQ seeking recommendation ticket

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