Reverend Insanity

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The flow of people in Maple Leaf City is very lively.

It’s been six years since the birth of Hongting, the son of the city’s lord.

In the past six years, Maple Leaf City has no disasters, no weather, no weather, no expansion, no more than ten times before, it is the first man in the plain.

Oh...

I don’t know where the flying birds came from, and they were all shining and shining.

They are extraordinary in spirituality. When they go straight to the sky above the city's main government, they suddenly burst into flames and turn into golden awns.

In the city's main government, Hongting is waving a small sword in his hand, and stalking in the rockery group while dancing swords.

For a time, I didn’t see Hong Ting’s figure, I saw Jianguang’s group, and it flashed like silver.

"it is good!"

"Amazing!"

"The son of a son is really a genius. This sword has only been taught for three months. It has already become a big success. It is hard to imagine."

The surrounding guards praised each other and all were sincere.

The city owner Hong Zhu touched the beard and smiled and nodded. He is full of pride in his son, and the shocked emotion has disappeared.

Over the years, Hong Ting's qualifications and performance have repeatedly refreshed his cognitive limits, letting him understand how superficial his understanding of the word "genius" was.

Because of the many shocks, Hong Zhu was numb as early as a few years ago, and it became a matter of course in the following years.

Hey!

Just then, a crackling sound.

Yinguang Jianying suddenly disappeared, and Hongting’s figure appeared again. He held a small sword and took a corner of a rock directly.

Suddenly, the sound of praise and praise is endless.

"Father, I always feel that this sword is still unfinished, and there is room for improvement." Hongting's lips are red and white, and his eyes are like stars. He walks out of the rockery and smiles.

Father Hongzhu laughed: "You are a cheat of the famous sword master Zhao Sansi. For the father, he used Curious Jane to exchange him. You only practiced for three months, you can't see it?"

Hongting blinked, and there was a lovely sly in his eyes: "Father, I also feel it. To be honest, this sword is like this. I have been practicing for three months and I have done my best."

Hong Zhuan snorted and felt a headache again. The son's talent is too high, learning everything is fast, and learning the end, to the fullest. This is good, but it is not good. As early as a few years ago, the foundation of Hongzhu has been hollowed out by Hongting. He tried every means to search for other people’s cheats to teach Hongting, but he still couldn’t stop Hongting’s black hole. Learning ability.

How long is this going to be good?

Just then, a group of birds flew over their heads and blew themselves into golden light spots.

The light spots are scattered and quickly integrated into the minds of all people, most of which are absorbed by Hongting alone.

For a time, everyone’s face showed a big joy, and they were taught and mastered the mystery of the strange.

"This is another immortal pass!"

"I don't know which immortal shot?"

"We also want to thank the younger son, who is subject to his grace."

The guards looked at Hongting wildly, and even Hong Zhu’s eyes were a little complicated.

Hong Ting closed his eyes and immersed himself in the abundance of new knowledge.

Hong Zhu and others have already been eccentric, even the people of the city outside the capital of the city, just a little surprised, they have all returned to normal life, busy things.

The vision and the immortality are fascinating, but when this kind of thing is more, it becomes more common.

The immortality of Hong Ting’s body is not a simple concept. It is more than a flood, and it is too numb.

Since he was born, he was accepted as an apprentice by the dragon, and he often appeared in immortality.

The dragon prince is the leader of the heavenly court. He does not mention the eight turns of the celestial beings in the heavenly court. The ten ancient sects of the Zhongzhou dynasty under the sacred ceremonies of the heavens are all giants, one of the overlords, and the foundation is profound.

The dragon public is very fanciful, and there is no cover. Everyone understands what he means, so whether it is the Zhongzhou Zhengdao, the Magic Road or the Sanxian, they are very concerned about the growth of Hongting.

Hongting is a seed of air transport, and it will be cultivated by the heavens into a future fairy. This is no secret. Therefore, every once in a while, there will be descendants of Zhu Xian or Zhu Xian, secretly helping Hong Ting, forming a good relationship, mixed face familiar.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for the Golden Finch to pass the Fa, and there are also the legends of the cranes, the clouds sent by Xiangyun, the washing of the Holy Spirit, and many other immortals and visions.

For a long time, Hongting thoroughly absorbed the knowledge in his mind, but he frowned. "There are 18 kinds of weapons in the exercise, all of which are exquisite, but there is still no way to open the door ahead. Father, what am I? When can we open up empty space and manipulate locusts? These martial arts methods are nothing more than mortal techniques. Only by manipulating locusts is the right way."

"My son, don't worry. You have forgotten, your master passed a letter, how is it in the letter?" Hong Zhu and Yan Yue are authentic.

Hongting raised his hand impatiently: "Father, I know, I know. Master said that although I can open up in advance, I must be at the age of twelve. When I don't, I can't advance. I am very surprised that the master is so fascinating, why can't I make it open now?"

Hong Zhu’s face was a little bit: "Son, your master is a fairy. He thinks that you can't understand, but you have to listen. You have to understand that he will never harm you, and he will love our parents." same."

"Yes, father. The son said the wrong words, the father should not be angry?" Hong Ting quickly handed over, he is filial to his parents.

Time passed, and years passed by.

Longgong appeared again, and Hongting was officially accepted as an apprentice. He walked through the world and taught himself.

When Hong Ting was 12 years old, Long Gong opened the door for him. He officially embarked on the road of repairing, because of his peerless talent and a strong foundation, his cultivation was a thousand miles, and his progress was extremely divine.

Not only his cultivation, but his experience is also enriched in the travel of this road. He has seen many people, from mortals to immortals, from good people to wicked people. His understanding of life and the world is constantly deepening and deepening.

He is arrogant, he hates evil, he is handsome, he is resourceful.

"Master, I found out that the wicked Xue Tudao of the Tu Village is in the nearby hill!" On this day, Hong Ting returned to the cave and returned to the cave.

Long Gong nodded and smiled. "Sit down, my soup is going to be better. This is the bone soup of the ancient wild animal, which is of great benefit to your growth."

Hongting threw the prey in his hand to the ground and bit his teeth. "Master, more than a year ago, I had to start with Xue Tudao, punish and kill evil. You said that I only had three changes, but he had five turns. I can't be enemies, I can't go. Half a year ago, I have already changed four times, killing eight kinds of tricks, taking away the skill of Xue Tudao, and you can't say ten percent grasp, don't shoot. Three months ago, I have been repaired to five, and I have to deal with Xue Tuo but two or three strokes. You said that his life should not be eliminated. It is not enough to eradicate him. Master, these wicked people will indulge him again. Innocent lives. It’s time for me to take it!”

Long Gong put down the long spoon in his hand, no longer stir the bone soup in the pot, sighed: "Apprentice, the opportunity is not yet."

"I don't care what opportunity, I only know that if you don't want to do it again this time, you will miss the opportunity!" Hong Ting's attitude is very determined.

Long Gong shook his head: "At this time, Xue Tuo's life should not be killed. If you force it to kill, you will lose fruit in vain, and you will be staggered and caused tragedy."

"I don't believe it! I only need one stroke, I will have his life!!" Hong Ting raised a finger, his eyes fixed on the dragon, his eyes burning, his eyes burning like a flame.

The dragon public was silent for a moment: "Then go, young people, give it a try."

"Thank you Master's approval!" Hong Ting was overjoyed.

"Being a teacher just hopes that you will not be disappointed when you arrive."

"How can I be disappointed? Master, please wait a moment, and when you are fragrant, you will come back with the head of Xue Butcher."

Hongting turned and walked away.

However, the time of a musk was over, the time of the two musks passed, and the time of Sanxiangxiang passed again. Hongting still disappeared.

Everything is in the eyes of Longgong. He knows that the time is ripe, leaving the cave, crossing a forest, and flying to Hongting.

Hongting was on the ground, his face was full of anger and remorse~www.readwn.com~ He stared at the foot of the mountain. There used to be a small mountain village where the villagers lived peacefully.

His eyes were red, full of red blood, and when he saw the dragon, he looked up and had clear tears on his face.

"Master, I never expected that there is actually a sacred inheritance here. The Xue butcher is to inherit this inheritance and secretly come here. I broke his plan and he used the power of inheritance to stop me. I struggled to fight. I didn't want to break the landslides caused by the aftermath of the battle. I actually buried the small mountain village completely. Master! It is me, these villagers who killed me at the foot of the mountain!" Hongting cried.

Long Gong did not have comfort, but a moment of silence, and suddenly said: "Apprentice, do you want to take revenge? Want to get rid of Xue Tuo knife? Now is the time."

"Yes? Where is he?" Hongting shuddered and asked immediately.

"The hill is over there." Long Gong pointed his finger.

Hongting immediately rushed over and easily killed Xue Tudao.

"I am not reconciled. I have inherited the true biography, but I have not yet digested the results. I am just dying, weak and weak, and I am hit by you! If you give me time, I am not afraid of me, I can still achieve the celestial beings!" This is the temporary last words of Xue Tudao.

Hongting stood silent in front of Xue Tudao's body.

The figure of Long Gong once again appeared behind Hong Ting and was silent.

Half a sigh, Hong Ting took his sluggish eyes back from Xue Tuo's body. The tone was very hoarse and asked: "Master, you said that if I listened to your arrangement, I could easily kill him. That little People in the mountain villages don't have to be implicated, right?"

Long Gong did not speak, but stretched out his palm and gently patted Hong Ting's shoulder.

Hongting’s body trembled and silenced for a moment, and he said: “Master, I want to ask you, fate... What is it?”