Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

“Fist? There are some doorways. I have to see if he can, as you said, form a Golden Core in sixty years.”

Looking left again, I looked at the girl next to Sikong Hong: “So who is she?”

Deep in the bottom of my eyes, a flash of astounding. However, it was also found that the girl’s constitution was weak.

“Don’t look! This woman is a super-spirited Spirit Root, but it is also a three-cold yin. Just bring her back and give the teacher a look.”

Obviously aware of the disappointment in Su Qiu’s eyes, Si Konghong smiled and said: “Zhuang Junior Brother, you also saw it, I don’t know if I can let it open? The master respects him, I am afraid I have to wait impatiently.”

Su Qiu blinked and finally snorted lightly, letting the road open, Sikonghong took the lead and walked into the bamboo building.

The space inside is far wider than Zhuang Wudao imagined. An old man, sitting alone on the cloud bed.

Zhuang Wudao knows this one, and most of them are the future masters of the Master. With Si Konghong, together with the down ceremony, he also sneaked into the face of the old man. He saw the crane hair, the windy bones, the redness of the face, and the gentleness. I can’t see it at all. This is a realm of the Primordial Spirit that will be fulfilled in the life of Si Konghong.

He was the first time to meet with the master. After Sikong’s ceremony, he stood up and stood by, Zhuang Wudao but three weeks and nine.

And the girl, who was helpless, fell behind him.

“disciple Zhuang Wudao, see Master!”

“Get up! You, my apprentice, no need to be polite!”

The festival of the real person smiled and waved a hand, a piece of Xiaguang will take Zhuang Wudao up, the face is full of smiles, very friendly. It is very different from what Zhuang Wudao envisions.

Shikonghong heard what was said micro-dagger: “The teacher respects the set of ritualism, respectful, but the heart, free to do.”

There is also a sad color, and Shen Sheng said: “Master, Hua Ying Junior Brother is seriously injured, I have brought him back safely.”

The real man of the festival is only looking at the spirit of Hua Ying, but there is not much grief, but rather a gloomy face, coldly snorted.

“Because of entering the Golden Core, I don’t know if I have a few pounds. I am conceited and betrayed to faint. He is supposed to fall to such a fate! Su Qiu, take him to the backyard quiet room, good health care. I will later Go see him again.”

The temperature inside the bamboo building seems to have dropped a few degrees. Si Konghong smiled bitterly, but he did not dare to distinguish it from Hua Ying. Su Qiu also slammed a group of True Origin mana and held up the body of Hua Ying.

It was not until the two left, but on the real face of the festival, the smile was restored, and a finger was pointed at him: “tyrannical, come over and let me take a closer look.”

Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt a guilty conscience, knowing that this is mostly a festival, depending on his qualifications. This matter is no problem, but who called himself, using the blood sacrifice technique? Within the Primordial Spirit, there is a magic seed.

However, he did not dare to disregard, and did not dare to show a little hesitation. Zhuang Wudao While praying inward, Yun’er taught his ‘Yin and Yang Dihua’s Dividing Method’ to play a role. While walking to the side of the real person, he sat down and saw the Primordial Spirit, and his hands groped around him.

There is also a trace of air into the body, or pointing to him with the body meridians, or touching the bones and lungs. In just a moment, the fineness of the real people’s eyes is becoming more and more shining.

The mouth is also joyfully said: “Good! Good! Good! I Xuan Lingshan lineage, successor. Even without Hua Ying that brat, it is enough to support the door -“

Zhuang Wudao is puzzled, his own Spirit Root, how can’t afford the words ‘good’ and ‘good’. Is this real person, is it wrong?

In my heart, I suddenly remembered something. A few months ago, I used the sword spirit to tell me that I had forged a super-spirited Spirit Root in my own with the body.

The real person said that the real thing is good, is it his fake Spirit Root.

However, how can the real people of the festival be thousands of miles away, and how can he know that he has the ‘Spirit Root’?

Si Konghong frowned, his eyes were full of puzzles, but he couldn’t see it. Zhuang Wudao’s Spirit Root, where it can be worthy of the ‘good’. There is even more dissatisfaction: “Master Ying, Hua Ying Junior Brother. He is seriously injured and dying. If he does not rescue, he will fall to the ground. Master does not look at the Junior Brother. It is too thin.”

“Isn’t it still dead?”

The festival real person turned his head and squinted coldly: “Reassured! The guy is a big man, he has repaired a life-saving method, and he has met with the help of the nobles. For a while, he will not lose his life. As for whether he can recover, suitable To recover, it is necessary to look at himself. This sentence can not be rumored.”

Sikonghong startedled, and then his face was a repressed surprise: “Really? Junior Brother, he is really fine.”

The real man of the festival is too lazy to take care of it. He took a photo of Zhuang Wudao’s shoulder: “It’s really good, but remember that you can’t innate talent. You have to be cultivation, and you can have a fascinating day in the future. At that time, those who thought that I would practice it. I am fainting, and I have a look at the people without eyes. Is it true that my festival is really confused? Stone jade, without carving, how can it be in the world, dazzling in front of people?”

Zhuang Wudao sighed with a sigh of relief, knowing that the festival did not detect himself with the body, the hidden Demon Dao breath. This Techique taught by Yun’er is an unexpected hit.

The expression is relaxed, Zhuang Wudao is also grateful: “You can get the appreciation of the teacher, and the collection is the tyrannical life! The discipline must fight cultivation, will not disappoint the teacher.”

“Your life, I know a little. I am afraid that let you relax, but also can not relax. I would like to persuade you, usually do not want to be too self-sufficient. In life, not only cultivation. Sometimes stop Take a look, there are also different harvests. I wait for the cultivator, do not take too much of the grudges and hatred, and obsessed others.”

The real person waved his hand and his words were solemn. See Zhuang Wudao, although the look is focused on listening, but in fact does not take it for granted, can not help but faintly sighed. But the face is not obvious: “And this girl, what is going on?”

“Under the mountain, the super-spirited Spirit Root, San Han Yinmai, Ershan Qifeng are not willing to include. This woman is committed to the cultivation, long dagger.”

Sikong Hongyan explained in a simple and concise manner: “I didn’t care about it, but the Junior Brother was looking at her differently, and I was interested in helping. Anyway, nothing happens, the discipline will bring her, or the Master can have a solution to her three cold yin. ”

“On our Xuan Ling Mountain, there is no shortage of rice to eat. There is no one to cultivation.”

The law of the real person is now a pity of color: “However, the three cold yin, the teacher is also impossible to think. Although the teacher is good at smelting Dan’s technique, but the medical path is not good at it. I have not heard of the world, how is a medicinal pill, It can cure the three cold and yin veins. This is a terminal illness, not cultivation is okay, she can live fourteen thoughts. If you really go on the path of comprehension, then there are only three years of life essence, but unfortunately her super product Spirit Root.”

After saying this, the real people of the festival stood up: “I went to see Hua Ying, and I still have some peace of mind. Your Junior Brother’s cultivation site, everything you need, is arranged by you. Remember, you need to get a good spirit. I look at the half-moon building that is vacant in the north. It is very good.”

“Half-monthly building? Master -“

Si Konghong had not had time to talk, and the real people had already stepped out of the bamboo building. The figure seemed to be slow and fast, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Sikong Ao was in the same place, and then I don’t know what it’s like to be like a birthplace: “Since the Master told me, Junior Brother will follow me.”

Zhuang Wudao was standing in the same place, frowning and looking at the white girl next to her. It may be that the last hope has been completely broken, and the limpid autumn water-like eyes are all desperate.

Sikonghong faintly sighed: “I will send her back later. The cultivation is harmful to her.”

The girl once again leaned down and looked down again. The look decided: “Disciple is all the way to the heart, even if there are only three years of life essence, I will not hesitate! I heard that there is a saying that “there is a dying dying”, on the discipline In terms of death, what is the difference between death and death? Please let the disciples die and die, and ask the master and the teacher to complete!”

In the end, the word ‘Shi Shu’ refers to Zhuang Wudao. It is also accurate. The most likely to promise her here is not Sikong Hong, but Zhuang Wudao. The identity of the true biography is equivalent to the Foundation Establishment, and it is not wrong to call a teacher.

“When you hear the news, you can die?”

Sikonghong came to the interest: “Fourteen years of life, you really don’t care? Is it really a death, but also a monastic?”

“Yes!”

The girl did not hesitate to hesitate: “disciple loves his life, but if he can’t enter the cultivation, he would rather die.”

Zhuang Wudao If you think about it, look at this girl, I am afraid that it is not interested in the monastic life, but another reason.

Or it is expected to continue with the cultivation method, or with his Zhuang Wudao –

“I was told by you, if I don’t promise you. It’s like I don’t have any personal feelings. I want to kill you.”

Sikonghong caressed his chin and looked at the novelty baby. He looked at the girl in front of her eyes: “Right, this seat doesn’t know, what is your name?”

“禀仙师,disciple sex, name fairy bell.”

The girl’s face is still pale, but there is a hint of hope in the middle.

“Nie? Nie Xianling? Yes, the name is nice.”

Still using the tone of ridicule, Si Konghong’s expression is gradually awe-inspiring: “It is not impossible to accept you under the Xuan Ling Men. However, if you call the doorman disciple for discussion, it is worthless. If you want to cultivate, there is only one method. I became a spiritual servant. My discipline is just getting started, and I am missing four slaves. He is a real person and does not lose you. Although he is a spiritual slave, he can also repair Leaving Dust Palace. Inherited Dao Technique, are you willing? In other words, you need to be eloquent. You don’t have cultivation, and you can live for 14 years. After cultivation, you may have lost your life at any time. After you die, you can blame me Leaving Dust Palace!”

Zhuang Wudao was on the spot and took the girl as a spiritual slave. This is a whimsical thing.