The Immortal’s Poison

Finally, a hysterical scream completely broke Wen Leyang's rebirth, Mu Mu's blushing was about to bleed, and he wished to sit on the ground to open his mouth and let himself plunge in. \ w.b⑤.c0m \\

Wen Leyang grabbed his head and beard, and all of them stood upright, and Xiao Yi's face was red, but he still turned to Wen Leyang, frowning and laughing, "How come there are two pieces of black?"

Wen Leyang jumped back and forth like a rabbit with two legs ... Donggong entered the heavy Wen Leyang, and the jump was really high and fast.

After a long while, Wen Leyang, dressed as a young man, came out gray and his face was clean again, his beard was shaved clean, but the red scar on his cheek was still there. A egg wore her baby hat around Wen Leyang. Not saying no, Er Niang Chi Mao, Xiao Yi Mu Mu, Ji Fei Shui Jing, and all the young plants are smiling at him, rippling with heartfelt happiness.

However, there were still some uneasiness in the happiness of the monk and the old man.

The thin man threw himself in front of his baby Xiu'er, sighing with tears and tears, and the giant toad was listless. Obviously, he couldn't understand how the consequences of eating his stomach would be so serious. After a while, the giant frog suddenly opened his mouth again, clanged, and a small flying sword landed.

Ji Fei cheered in his heart.

Wen Leyang took a deep breath, the pores on his body were open and closed, and suddenly his eyes lit up suddenly. A world of heaven and earth appeared in his heart. The spread of spiritual consciousness was both rapid and direct. In a flash, he surrounded the world around him. Not to mention the distance, the most important thing is: clear!

The original resolution is 8oo * 6oo, now it is 16oo * 12oo.

Three inches Ding Wen didn't know what Wen Leyang thought, smiled and picked up a dark stone, shouted at him: "Next!" After finishing his arms, the stone filled the whining wind Smashed towards Wen Leyang.

Accurate and swift, smashed in the face.

Wen Leyang stretched out a hand with five fingers like a wheel. Tap with unclearness. Puffed. The hard granite exploded in the air into a mass of finely ground powder that could not be harvested. It was blown away by the mountain breeze.

Everyone can't help but talk. Wen Leyang could also use fossil fossils to make powder. But it must be fully invested. And the time is long. It's not as easy as this time. When your hand touches the stone block, you're done.

Last time, Wen Leyang also performed a silent punch through the wall at Dacibei Temple. The courtyard has been ruined for years. The floor stone material used for wall-building is just ordinary floor stone. Without spells, you will soon collapse. If that wall is made of granite. It was estimated that Wen Leyang's face was flat at that time.

Wen Leyang squeezed his eyes suddenly. Looked hard at Xiaoyi. He only noticed now. Xiao Yi seems to be a little different. It's still beautiful, but the girl's ground is a little bit less. And there is a pure and pure charm.

After a while, Wen Leyang asked, "How long have I ...?"

Mu Mu replied thoughtlessly: "Nine months and ten ..." He said half a blush. He shook his head and started to cheat: "Anyway, almost a year!"

After talking, the two girls looked at each other. Eyes are red for no reason.

Xiao Yi was much more direct than Mu Mu, and said with a lip in his mouth: "I thought for a while that you couldn't get out ..." The tears were squeezed into Wen Leyang's arms, crying, joy and joy Once the worries were rubbed together, it became an inexplicable grievance.

Mumu also wanted to go, not embarrassed.

Wen Leyang now knows that he has been in the belly of the giant frog for almost a year. Counting time, Xiao Yi is already fifteen years old. It's no wonder that there is gradually the charm of the little beauty.

Waiting for Xiao Yi to cry bitterly, Ji Fei and Shui Jing brothers carefully approached Wen Leyang, and the monk asked in a hurry: "That ... Brother Wen, what we said before ..." said the monk Zheng Sisi Ai. At that time, Mu Mu and A Egg walked side by side, hands clasped in their pockets, they wobbled and wobbled, and all smirked with a smirk on their faces, standing between the monk and Wen Leyang.

Xiao Yi dragged Wen Leyang beside him. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mu Mu has been waiting for this day!" He said, and also picked up the big horn and walked around behind the monk and the old man.

Mu Muqiao smiled and looked up and down the two monks for a long time. Until the two old thieves were uncomfortable, they picked up their eyebrows and asked briskly: "At Emeishan's agreement, Wen Leyang caught you within a month. ? "

The two monks stared at each other with big eyes and nodded stunnedly: "But ..."

Mumu wouldn't let them talk at all: "On the side of Qiniang Mountain. Wen Leyang asked the monk to take care of me. Have you taken care of me, monk?"

The monk was crying and shook his head honestly.

Mu Muyue said faster and faster: "You are doing something wrong in the red leaf forest. Almost killed Wen Leyang, has he avenged you?"

Ji Fei Lao's forehead began to sweat coldly, just about to use his eyes to touch the escape route, Xiao Yi raised his big horn and shook at him.

Mu Mu's voice was crisp and loud: "Chan Lixian didn't want to spare you, did Wen Leyang plead to keep you? Won the evil Gu was chased and killed by the demon girl, did Wen Leyang put out his life and saved you? Gu poison was dying, yes Was n’t Wen Leyang begging the young master to save you? The monk was caught by the giant frog, did Wen Leyang save himself to save you? "

Mu Mu, like a renju gun, finished speaking in one breath, and finally stared at the cold and sweaty water mirror with fierce eyes: "Monk, old man, do you two want a face?"

The monk Shuijing was flushed, knelt down on the ground, and threw three loud heads towards Wen Leyang. He said aloud in his mouth, "Disciple Shuijing sees Master!" After he stomped his face with his sleeves, he ran.

The monk moved very quickly, from knocking to escaping in one go, looking at how many times he had rehearsed, and he was very anxious and jumped anxiously. The monk just ran for two steps, and Xiao Yi's laughter came: "We Wenjia have to knock six heads to study."

The monk ran a half and screamed: "It's so weird in your home!" Xiao Yi corrected with a smile: "Our home!"

The monk hummed like a bull and rushed back to Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang's hand was fast and his hands caught the monk's arm this time, and he didn't respond for a while. He stuttered and said, "No, no. "Shui Jing only felt that his body was tight, as if there was a steel hoop buckling him heavily, stopping the momentum of his worship.

Ji Fei Lao is really sad this time. Come together and ask Wen Leyang: "Only apprenticeship, not kowtow?"

Wen Leyang nodded and didn't speak. Water Mirror already burst into a scream: "No! At least knock! No less than me!"

The thin man did not participate in the conspiracy of the Jingbo Mo family from beginning to end, but only when he finally received the demon girl to ask for help, he came with Xiuer, and he lost his wife and broke the soldiers. Although he is a so-called Sejong demon, he has no great evil in his life. All thoughts are spent on feeding giant frogs. In the past year, he has been imprisoned in Miao Village, and Qingmiao gradually cast his temper. The degradation of the giant frog made him discouraged. After discussing with Er Niang, he lived in the village.

Wen Leyang was a little worried, looking at the listless giant frog and asked Er Niang: "If the thin man suddenly turned over ..." Wen had already told him what had happened afterwards.

Er Niang smiled proudly and reached out and patted Wen Leyang's shoulder: "Relax, if he has a wolf heart and lungs, we have a way to deal with him! These honest ways, we haven't seen the land before, so we have suffered. Now we have a lot of heart, really Again, no one knows who is the one who lives or dies! "

Xiao Chimao shoved her belly aside. This kid became fat three times in a year and grew taller. It seems that the food is good and the appetite is better: "They are really human, and as long as they are humans, they can't escape a dead word!"

Wen Leyang nodded with a smile, didn't say much, and said goodbye to the young seedlings without even eating dinner. Er Niang took Xiao Chimao to send them all the way to the highway.

In order to Wen Leyang, Mu Mu stayed in Miaojiang for nearly a year. Although he still can't bear Wen Leyang, he still really cares about his family. Everyone agreed to break up after frequent contacts.

The two newly recruited apprentices also wanted to run, but Wen Leyang didn't want to let people go, and they had to take them home together, saying there was something to ask.

When Wen Leyang returned home, it was naturally a lot of fun. The women were all busy, preparing the traditional cuisine of Wenjia Village (guess what is it).

In the following days, Wen Leyang stayed with Ji Fei Shui Jing as long as he was free, and kept asking about the capacity and methods of the practitioners. The two monks told each other what they knew, and did not hide it at all. For the monks, although there are differences in the cultivation methods, they are inseparable from the eight characters: refining the spirit and refining the gods.

Xiao Yi followed Wen Leyang and helped him keep a record.

In addition, Wen Leyang had another big problem. After a long wording, he asked clearly: "Is there a hierarchy in the monks? Level 1 level is clear. Different levels have different magical powers. There are also different luck. Gong Fa? "

Ji Fei Lao Dao said with a smile: "Of course there are levels, and every sect's exercises have levels. The monk's music, Tianlian Sect's hanging armor, Xiaocheng Chanyin, Purdue Supreme, etc., is waiting for the right sense of magic, so I will do eight levels. I practice. There are thousands of rivers, there are thousands of rivers, thousands of miles, no clouds, thousands of miles, the sky is pure, the mind is calm, and the magic sword is divided into six levels ... "

Wen Leyang grunted and swallowed. It was considered that these two exercises were completely given to Lei. He grudgingly said, "I admire ... your exercises are so impressive!"

The monk and the old man looked at each other like a pair of proud cocks, their eyes narrowed and their jaws raised slightly.

Wen Leyang figured out a carrot, and after setting his mind, he continued to ask: “It ’s not about the level of various exercises, but I ’m asking if there is a recognized hierarchy among monks, such as, for example ...” Wen Leyang said no At that point, I was so anxious that I scratched my ears and scratched my cheek, and then took a bite of the carrot. Then I continued: "For example, everyone in the world is making poison from the Wenjia family. Boxing, the third layer is the poison refining formula into the body, the barriers between each level are clear, the first layer is the best, and the second layer is the worst ... "

The monk was completely confused from the side, still clever and clever, and finally understood the meaning of Wen Leyang, haha ​​laughed and said: "If there is a fart level, if there is a recognized level, everyone will not fight, compare their own. Hierarchy, what level of master, high victory, and suicide to lose? The person who cultivates the sky after the first awakening of the spiritual wisdom. Or they may have their own adventures, or get the help of the teacher, so that the intelligence can improve the body and reach the cultivation base. The qualifications of the gate practice method, some schools are called foundation, some schools are called marrow washing, anyway, the meaning is almost the same. After starting to practice the practice, it depends on personal talent, diligence and fortune, there is no standard fart, who The strong and the weak always have to hit a dozen to distinguish clearly. "

As the old saying goes, the monk also understands it, and he added with a smile: "There is no level since Xiutian, so at the end of the cultivation, either death or flying fairy ... I do n’t know where to fly, anyway, I fly away. Will not come back. "

Wen Leyang took a breath and nodded happily.

He looked at Wen Leyang seriously. Several parents of the Wen family thought he wanted to practice Yuanying, but no one managed him. The tradition of Wenjia, Miao and Luojia was that the master led the practitioners to practice. You are a disciple of the Wen family. In the end, he became a magical man who drove away corpses and drove away.

Within a few days, the two old men of Luo Jiadi rushed to see Wen Leyang, followed by Er Niang, who had just broken up in Miaojiang, and also came with Chi Maozheng. This lively event lasted for more than ten days, and the guests left. Satiated with nose and blood, he went home with satisfaction.

Wen Leyang asked about Xiutian almost, and then plunged into the red leaf forest, and under the guidance of Xiao Yi, he started the poison left by the predecessors in the graduate student name. Every day tinkering with more than a dozen pots of refining poison, very busy.

When the two monks first came to Wenjia Village, they thought about going down the mountain every day, but after staying for a while, no one took himself as a junior. Even Master Wen was polite to them, and the village was quiet and rich. The happiness of life. The brothers wandered on the rivers and lakes for so many years, and found the feeling at once. He refused to go down the mountain again, throwing his hands away in the village every day.

Xiao Yi is as calm as water. Every day as long as he stays with Wen Leyang, he is content. He often sits beside him for a few hours and does nothing. His eyes follow his every move, and his expression is exactly the same as Wen Leyang. Sometimes he frowns slightly, sometimes anxious. Irritable, sometimes expressing sighs. Until a few months later. Wen Leyang's smile gradually increased. From time to time, she would jump up and down, and hey giggled a few times.

Xiao Yi is duty-bound. Giggle with him.

A year ago, Wen Leyang practiced the evil gate technique left by his ancestors, and became a standard king-fist player. He fought a few tough battles, especially in the belly of the giant frog. Anyone would think that Wen Leyang It is time for the whole world to absorb poison and bring the body to a higher level. No one thought that Wen Leyang is now starting to hurry up and refining the recipe.

Once the four masters were curious, and in the past they looked at Wen Leyang's refining formula. As soon as they entered the room where Wen Leyang's refining formula was used, a scent of scallion pots smelt. Question: "What about scrambled eggs?"

Wen Leyang hurriedly put down the pot in his hand, and Bi Gongbi replied, "What about the disciple."

The noses of the four masters were all crooked, and Wen Leyang quickly followed to explain. The four masters threw down the sentence: "Let me bother me less!" He turned his head away with a sleeve.

Since then, the Four Masters have no regard for him. Every time when the house of Wen Leyang's medicine is opened, there will always be a variety of weird flavors, such as herbal aromas, pepper flavors, pollen, and so on.

Everything went back to two years ago. Life was peaceful and busy. Occasionally, two silly uncles would yell outside the woods, and Wen Leyang would go out and take them to play game. The whole family was still in harmony, not long ago because of the red leaf forest The haze of being attacked and the tragic death of more than a dozen disciples has been swept away.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and it takes about half a year (this poetic style is not?). It is the Dragon Boat Festival. Wen Jia Da Qing, Wen Leyang returned to Wen Jia Village from the old and sick.

The whole family, young and old, gathered together to celebrate the festival. A series of wine banquets were lined up in the open space of the village. When the willows were on the moon, it was the occasion of wine. Suddenly there was a footstep in the village mouth, and a strange voice laughed : "Congratulations to the Wen family, congratulations to the Wen family! Tianxing Jianlu He Yiping paid a visit to the seniors of the Wen family, and I wish the Wen Leyang brothers great joy!"

In the conversation, a sturdy old man carrying a long red cloth parcel, strode into the village, followed by dozens of young men, all with powerful expressions Yu Xuanang.

Ji Fei is very knowledgeable and whispered to Wen Leyang and his ancestors and ancestors: "Tianxing Jianlu is a monk who cultivates the Tao, and the time is not short and the status is ordinary. This He Yiping is the master."

Several old men of the Wen family were puzzled. The stars Xinglu and He Yiping had never heard of it before, let alone deal with it, and a self-cultivation monk came to the door. Congratulations?

Xiao Yi was sitting next to Wen Leyang, narrowing his eyes and quietly holding the big speaker that never left him in his hand.

Uncle Wen Tunhai stood up to meet He Yiping, and he asked with a smile: "This old man, Wen Leyang, the boy is so happy, he still labors your old driver to go up the mountain himself?"

He Yiping also smiled, didn't answer Wen Tunhai. Instead, he asked: "What is Zunjia?"

Wen Tunhai did n’t dare to ask him: “I ’m Wen Leyang ’s uncle, you can tell me everything about Wen Jiadi…”

The uncle hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't expect He Yiping to give him a junior gift, and he said respectfully: "He Yiping meets Senior! Please ask Senior, who is Wen Leyang?"

Wen Leyang is now more confused than anyone else. He put down his chopsticks and walked to the side of the uncle before he spoke. He Yiping raised his thumb and kindly praised: "It is indeed the dragon of man! Haha, good brother. Congratulations!" Said It is an antique sword box that unlocks the long baggage in my arms.

As soon as the sword box opened, a sharp breath immediately rose. A turquoise long sword lay proudly in the box. He Yiping did not wait for Wen Leyang to speak, and continued to laugh: "This cut night is the treasure left by a sword immortal 3,000 years ago, because the sword qi and decisiveness have never been worthy of the sword sheath, which is also a rare top grade! Congratulations to the brothers, it just deserves the status of Brother Wen! "He said, and put the sword box in Wen Leyang's arms.

Ji Fei and Shuijing glanced at each other, his face was envious and amazed, and the Star Sword Lu was average in strength. But Tibetan swords are well-known for raising swords in the world. If they are not worthy of a sheathed sword, they can be described in two words: Immortal Blade!

Wen Leyang honestly and kindly did not delay his wealth fans, hugged the sword box without any excuse.

An old man patted Wen Leyang on the shoulder and called him a brother. He gave such a big gift at the first meeting. He Yiping smiled sincerely and sincerely. He did n’t look like he was malicious. I know what's going on. Habitually took out a carrot from his pocket, and just sent it to his mouth. The sudden reaction was inappropriate. He held the carrot and asked, "This ... Can't you eat?"

He Yiping's expression couldn't help but make him laugh, the weirdness was extremely extreme. People nodded: "Eat!" He reached out and took the carrot from Wen Leyang.

Wen Leyang also made a big blush and quickly digressed to ask the question: "Senior Senior goes up the mountain, congratulations boy?"

However, He Yiping smiled and made a group of fights against the old and young Wen family at the venue. He turned nothing and turned away with his disciple happily.

Wen family up and down. Hundreds of people stared at each other with big eyes.

The monk scratched his smooth scalp. Said to Lao Tao: "He Yiping's old boy is crazy, and he changed a carrot with a peerless sword ... Still so happy?"

The old man is just about to speak. Suddenly another footsteps came from the village entrance, and the voice of an old woman was full of kindness: "I don't see Caiyun Xiufang Tong Yixin to meet the seniors of the Wen family, I wish the younger brother Wen Leyang great joy!" Suddenly, there was a rain of fragrant petals, and an old lady with a crane skin, leaning on a thick panlong, was trembling and walked into the village with the help of seven or eight beautiful young girls.

Just like He Yiping just now, the old lady's face was also blooming, and after asking which one was Wen Leyang, she praised her with a loud voice, and in her seniority, she only claimed to be the elder sister, and finally took one from the maid. A silver-white large cloak, personally put Wen Leyang on his shoulders, and took two steps back and looked up and down: "This cloak is our thirteen seniors in the embroidery workshop, making ice lotus root silk thread, making fire, and making needles before and after the relay It took only 400 years to embroider. Normal water and fire alchemy ca n’t hurt it. Now it ’s a gift to Brother Wen, it ’s an old sister ’s wish, and congratulations to the brothers! ” The elder bowed, let Wen Leyang ask, she also smiled and walked away with the help of the girls.

The old man spit out a heavy breath: "I didn't even take carrots this time!"

On this evening, after dark, and until midnight, Wenjia Village never stopped. Every moment, a group of people came to visit and sang promises in various ways.

"Nan Pinggu Xia Yishan seeks advice, congratulations to Wen Leyang brothers!"

"Dadingwu Xiong has a courtesy and calls on the seniors of the Wen family to give his brother Wen Leyang a happy birthday!"

"Jade Bowl Linglongzhou Bai Yimei congratulated Wen Leyang brothers!"

"Eighteen Horse Ridge Ma Yifan is here, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Haha, let me see who is Wen Leyang Brothers, Dao Xi, Dao Xi!" People who have never heard of grass before, are in a mess He walked into the village without exception, and his smile was commensurate with Wen Leyang's peers. He said congratulations in his mouth, but he refused to say congratulations in the end. After leaving a valuable gift, he turned and left.

The gifts sent by the various families are also colorful, including swords, immortals, fairy clothes, magic utensils, seals, etc., and a date-red pony that is smaller than the wolf dog, called the Linglong horse, which ca n’t run Slow endurance, too, is too small and can only be kept as a pet by giants.

By midnight, no one was going up the mountain anymore. The Wen's Dragon Boat Festival banquet was over, and Master Wen waved his hand: "Inner room disciple, come back to the house with me with these things!" The two laughed politely: "The two of you are also invited to come."

Pony is now arching Wen Leyang's hands and asking for carrots ...

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