Legend of the Great Saint

On the side of the world, on the sea, a Wuyi Dafu boat rises from the Haiping line and slowly comes.

The sails are dazzling in the sunlight, and the hot waves are rolling tight, like a white big bird, carrying a big ship and waves, crossing the sea.

If you look closely, you will find many mysterious runes on the mast, and a slight flash of light in the sun. So the sailor's helmsman is not needed, the sails automatically adjust the direction, keep the maximum speed at all times, but never deviate from the route.

The people on the deck were dressed in robes, and they were very good-spirited. They gathered together in groups of three and five, and they also took a lot of melons and fruits as snacks, and made a pleasant trip, temporarily getting rid of them from daily practice. Enjoy the sun and the sea breeze.

Everything seemed so calm, an old man at the bow of the boat stood up, but his brow looked at the end of the sea.

Listening to the voices of the disciples, he sighed in his heart: "Hey, the illusion of the demon star is in the world, such a good situation does not know how long it will last. After this catastrophe, these disciples behind me, I wonder if there are still a few lives?"

Do not say that these disciples, even if he is doing this, what is it in the world?

But these thoughts can't be said to anyone.

Not far from here, he went to Vientiane City. He only told his disciples that they should take them to open their eyes and visit them, but in reality, they are considering to incorporate the entire Qingyang view into the Vientiane.

After the Battle of Heiyuncheng, the Vientiane had suffered heavy losses. He had been rumored to be a disciple and the followers did not refuse. It was only his head who could only be a disciple.

Although it is "nearly a chicken, not a cow", but if there is not a big ship, I am afraid that can not withstand this storm. Once you fall, then everything will be rested, and the chicken buttocks will be too much.

At this moment, he picked up his eyebrows and turned back: "Ling Xiaozi, to call you a wonderful teacher, Wanxiangzong is coming, this scenery can not be missed!"

"Yes, Master." A young and handsome Taoist immediately clenched his fists in both hands, and led his head, thinking: "The master is really extraordinarily loved by Miaozhen Shimei!"

Quickly descended into the cabin, suddenly in front of the dim, with the aura of the eyes to see the road, all the way forward, the laughter on the deck is gradually disappeared, and walked dozens of steps, it is like Into a deep and silent world.

"But it's no wonder that this kind of time can still be practiced in the cabin. This kind of mentality, in the words of the master: It is a natural seed of cultivation. It is not luck to be able to spend the second day in such a short period of time. "The heart suddenly rushed out, looking forward to seeing her face."

In a quiet room deep in the cabin, a light like a bean, a blue smoke.

A female champion is sitting on a futon and meditating. The posture is slightly swaying with the sea waves, but with a pair of eyes and a look of indifference, I am completely immersed in the practice.

"Miaozhen Shimei, Wanxiangzong is coming, the master asked me to call you." Ling Xiaozi’s voice rang outside the door.

"Know it." Yang Miaozhen slowly opened his eyes and whispered: "Thank you brother, I will go up immediately." The sound is like a string tremble, touching in the darkness, but as light as her expression. She is like a calm and elegant guqin, but she does not ask anyone who knows it, playing her own voice.

"Sister is not polite." Ling Xiaozi was slightly disappointed, but he was not satisfied with this wonderful teacher.

A moment later, Yang Miaozhen walked out of the cabin and also came to the deck. The dazzling sunlight made her stunned and stunned. I saw that all the same doors were gathered at the bow and looked in the same direction.

In the midsummer, the sun is like a fire. The hot wind blows the surface, the sky is high and the sea is wide. Her mood is not heated up, and her heart is open and wide with her eyes.

I saw that the ripples of light shone with the sea and spread all the way to the end of the sea level. The water vapor evaporates, the air is misty, at the end of the sea and the sky, between Yunshan and the heat wave, there is a beautiful metropolis, like a mirage.

"That is the Vientiane..." Yang Miaozhen muttered to herself, even if she was bent on her heart and her heart was like an old well, she could not help but be shocked by this scene. Suddenly a smile, if he is here, must laugh at her, she has not seen the world!

In turn, it raised a confidence: "But I have not

Then Yang Miaozhen of that year! ”

From the small world to the human road, it seems to come from the cabin to the deck, and I saw the endless sea, and I realized how small I was at the beginning, and the "King of the King", the world's invincible, Megatron world, also However, it is a hot and powerful practitioner. It’s just that it’s so powerful in the small world, maybe it’s not as good as the current master!

Can not help but look at the old man at the bow, a handful of gifts, the old man also smiled at her.

Her master, Qingyang, was a real person, but she had spent four times in the sacred monk, and established the Qingyang view on her own, but in this human path she was only a small sect.

And the Vientiane, who is about to arrive, is staring at the mirage of the end of the sea. Four times of catastrophe can only become a disciple, and the true disciple who has to spend five times of robbing can only take it.

But it is only a disciple. There are also the lords who have spent six days of robbery, and the lords who are true immortals.

True Immortal - that is her unbelievable and incredible existence, and the goal she pursued throughout her life.

I don't know if he is still trapped in the small world now. No, he is already free from his own skills! Or have already returned to his hometown, the Kyushu world in his mouth. Or it has also risen to six reincarnations, maybe it is also this human path! Maybe he can meet him again someday in the future.

"However, you can't think about bullying me like you used to!"

When Yang Miaozhen looked into the distance and thought about the past, some people were staring at her - the face of the fat powder, and the color of the city. The hair strands are high, revealing a section of snow on the neck; the body is tall and tall, and the posture is like a crane.

But between the indifferent eyebrows, always with a hint of gentle style; a high-profile posture wrapped in a robe, more revealing the mature charm. That was the imprint of being a wife and a mother. This has made many people in Qingyangguan unbelievable and deeply attacked. I can't imagine what kind of man would make her.

At that time, she just said it faintly, and did not hide it, just wanted to reduce some trouble.

"No matter what kind of man, you are separated from you by two worlds. He can't keep up with your steps. It's already not worthy of you. It will be me who will be with you in the future." Ling Xiaozi made up his mind. Go to Yang Miaozhen.

Yang Miaozhen sighed in her heart, and some troubles were always inevitable.

After all, the small world is small, and it can be regarded as one of the top ten beautiful people. Although the world I have seen is not big, it has developed a kind of tolerance and confidence.

And in a world where the aura is thin and the warrior is the best, she can stay at home for twenty years, and she is dedicated to the practice of the heart. The nature of nature is not comparable to that of the ordinary Jindan monks.

The two are united and the charm is self-generated.

Dafu boat gradually approached the Vientiane City~www.readwn.com~ The mirage of the mirage was gradually becoming clearer and more spectacular.

"Miao Zhen Shimei, you know what is the most powerful practice of Vientiane?" Ling Xiaozi came up to talk.

"It seems to be called "Wanxiang Tianshu"." Yang Miaozhen thought.

"Yes, "Wanxiang Tianshu" contains countless volumes of books, each of which can make adult immortals." Ling Xiaozi also shows the color of envy, and his practice of practicing now is far less than Any volume of books.

Yang Miaozhen listened and listened. She was very concerned about these things related to spiritual practice. Other disciples also came around.

Ling Xiaozi is more and more excited: "But there is another saying that "Wanxiang Tianshu" itself is one, not just the collective name of all the books of the heavens, but the road of all the exercises in the world, all the heavenly books are derived from it. It is with this volume of "The Vientiane Heavenly Book" that Vientiane can survive the battle and still prosper."

"It was said that not long ago, the Vientiane had fought a battle with the demons. The Devils sent 12 emperors to count the millions of troops to encircle the city, and the demon gods came to the end. The war was extremely fierce, and even the true disciples of Yang Shen’s cultivation were More than half of the damage, almost all over the army. All of them rely on their master brother Li Qingshan to retreat the demon **** before they recovered."

Although he did not dare to compare with the master of the Vientiane, he was a good one.

Master!

"What do you say?!" Yang Miaozhen is so beautiful and full of horror.