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Chapter 1205 It's Raining From the Sky(1/4)

Baopingzhou, Qingxing Kingdom south of Dadu.

A young man with a sword carrying a sword, chewing steaming bucket cakes in big mouthfuls, standing on the edge of the crowded stage, not watching the beautiful woman with heavy makeup, but only watching the chopped cut.

The night was deep, and in the mansion in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, which is often haunted but not haunted, there was a Taoist priest who had been busy for a day and finally had his spare time. He was reading a miscellaneous book with a lamp and placed two plates of side dishes on the table. Wu Di, a Taoist priest who set up a stall to tell fortunes, was reading a book called "The Creation of Things in Heaven". While reading, I read it while reading it, but I read the two articles "Tao Dao" and "Hao Clay" twice. During this period, the Taoist priest thought from the preface and was full of energy. "Among all things..." "This book is irrelevant to the art, fame and progress in the imperial examination system. Okay, it is really good. This is the master who has a real weight!" The woman's voice outside the window sounded faintly, and it was really intoxicating. "Then you still read it so vigorously." The Taoist priest said shamelessly and replied, "I am a Taoist priest who is a private Taoist priest, and what is the scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam." Later, a female ghost in the window wearing a bright red dress, the female official in the palace who was responsible for unboxing the pomegranate skirt for the female emperor in the past, was so tired that she stood on tiptoe, reached out and tapped the window paper. Asked the Taoist priest to read the "Qujiu" which was enjoyable just by listening to it, the Taoist priest of the wealthy man reached out and held the book, saying that he would give money. The female ghost was unhappy to spend the money in vain and flew away from the ground with his feet.

The temple drums were drifting in the evening. The middle-aged scholar who was copying scriptures stopped writing, shook his wrists, turned his head to look out the door. The old spider web under the eaves was broken and swaying. For no reason, I remembered the content written in this article’s notes. The Buddhist scriptures say that they are stupid and swaying, and they all have Buddha nature.

In a small country's secretariat, he has been a book-borrowing man on the beam for a long time. He sat on a high beam and pillar, looked down at an official who had finished his duty, put a heavy cotton coat on his side and came here to select the lonely books he liked, and looked around. There was no one around. In fact, there was only the clerk who helped look at the wind at the door. Whenever there was any movement, The clerk who got the money would remind the officials in the house by coughing. After the officials put all three books in their arms, they seemed to think that it was inappropriate. The cotton robe would not appear ironed enough and might reveal their legs. They had to bear the pain and give up one of the ancient books back in place. They tiptoed out of the disrepaired library. When the clerk locked the door, the civil servant looked back and thought that one of the major officials would be the one who would be the senior official and that the Ministry of Revenue would allocate funds to rebuild the place. They ordered the clerks to be loyal and could not let these precious books be moved home year after year by year by year by the elegant thieves.

A young Taoist priest found a big beard and a sword with a rough appearance in the rivers and lakes. He met on a narrow road beside the streams in the mountains.

Yu Shiwu smiled and said, "It's easy to find."

The big bearded rich man with the pseudonym Chen Xian scooped up water and washed his face, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I'm fine Zhenwu Mountain, one of the ten young people in Baopingzhou, who are expected to walk into muddy waters?"

Yu Shiwu looked sad and said, "Master Chen Shan, I'm not to hide it. Is your formation wonderful? I can dare to break it. I can't stop you from avenging Ma Kuxuan, but it can help you to rely less on it and strive to gain a glimmer of vitality for Ma Kuxuan."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Not mentioning what will happen to the Ma family in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, and whether Ma Kuxuan will seek death by himself. Why don't you tell me how you leave after breaking the formation?"

Yu Shiwu answered the question that was irrelevant, "As long as Lord Chen Shan is willing to leave Ma Kuxuan's life, I have some family background, some gold essence and copper coins, and some ancient Taoist books, and I can give them to Lord Chen Shan."

Chen Ping'an stood up and asked with a smile: "You guy who is the elder of his master, is so stingy and not generous enough. Is Ma Kuxuan's life so worthless?"

I was eager to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping'an said: "Whether you break the formation depends on whether you are looking for death or not. Whether you can break the formation depends on my talisman attainment. However, these are small matters and will not hinder the overall trend. But I have always had a great impression of the two military ancestral courts, Zhenwu Mountain and Fengxue Temple. Your seniority in the mountains is placed on the genealogy of the Zhenwu Mountain Ancestor Hall, so I would like to advise you, Yu Shiwu, don't care about your head and butt when doing things. Okay, I'm done."

The Golden Pill Earth Immortal, who looks like a big bearded ranger, hooked his finger at Yu Shiwu, "No matter whether you break the formation or not, I will hit the younger one first tonight, and then look for the old one to ask for the sword."

Yu Shiwu said in confusion: "You want to involve my master?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Why, I have long regarded me as a gentleman from the Confucian Academy? That will disappoint Zhenren Yu, I'm sorry."

Yu Shiwu's expression was complicated. After confirming that Chen Ping'an had no bluff at all, he sighed heavily and settled for the second best, "Can I persuade Ma Kuxuan in the end?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled, "What's wrong with this? It's hard for gods to persuade people to seek death. Just go to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, and say ugly words before you and your advice. If you dare to reveal my methods, this account must be kept on you and your master's side."

Yu Shiwu bowed his head and thanked the Lord Chen Shan, and the Taoist priest disappeared out of thin air.

The lotus root land, as the talisman clone of the "Daoist" who visited Diye Mountain Temple, went to Diye Mountain near the flower-bearing ground, and secretly engraved the cliff "Dieye and Gaojie, both from the end of their lives."

I found Huang Mian, the young emperor of Songlai Kingdom, and told him the answer in my heart, just two words, "middle".

At the source of a water vein under the jurisdiction of the water god Song Jian, squat down and gently put a green bead into it. In the gurgling stream, the bead hovered in the distance and just rotated slowly.

Finally, he returned to the Damu Temple in Qiuqi Lake, moved a chair and sat in the original position of the last meeting, thinking about the problem, whether it was Wujiang, Yuan Huang, or the female cultivator who seemed to rashly sacrificed a bundle of immortal ropes.

Qingming is the world, Xuandu Temple.

Bai Ye appeared in Taolin and could not find the trace of the prince, so he had to find Yan Zhuo.

In fact, he didn't ask anything. Yan Zhuo only said that he and Wang Sun delivered the old temple master to the door.

The old master said only a few farewell gifts.

"Patty Yan, you can steal peach pulp and make wine, and make bookmarks to make money, don't forget to practice swords."

"Senior sister, please take a look at the peach blossoms next spring."

The Great Chao Sect is already a ghost of the Ascension Realm Xu Jun. He re-reads a book on the desk. The same person reads the same book in different moods at different times, just like reading a new book.

Only the article "Xu Wugui" by Lu Chen, the head of Bai Yujing, has a sentence in it, "It is the emperor at that time", which shocked Xu Jundao and could not calm down for a long time.

Of course, it is not that the face of the woman who practices Qi is a favorite and likes to collect.

The girl promised to just cut off the woman's head and leave it to Senior Cheyun. As for those male monks, let Cheyun leave it alone.

Although she wears a sword and always kills people with swords, and her methods are extremely cruel and ruthless, she is a sword cultivator with a hidden identity. Her natal flying sword is called "Aggressive Ghost", which can absorb hatred and resentment, so killing people is to refine swords. Unfortunately, the natal magical power of the flying sword cannot cover "fear", otherwise she would have been in the fifth realm and might have been expected to become an immortal.

The graceful young woman on the side hurriedly smoothed out and said, "Stop quarreling, no one is dead now if the three of us are missing, why bother to be angry?"

Just when she said this, she couldn't help but complain: "I regret it, I regret it. I should learn from the young hidden official to stop when he sees it. Qingran, I blame you."

The man smiled, "I can't stand the cause of greed, because the Taoist heart is not firm enough. I blame others for being even more injustice. How can I reach the five realms of the world if I don't help me?"

For many monks of the wild demon clan, Taoist names and other things are all stupid things. Anyway, you can take whatever you like, and no one cares about it, so it becomes less rare.

The female cultivator is called Xianzha, and she comes from the Xueshuang tribe of Guanghan City. Guanghan City is one of the three sects of the great demon Feifei. In terms of seniority, Xianzha can call Feifei Feifei "The Supreme Master," but she dares not.

The woman complained: "Oh, I used to think about warming the bed for Mr. Yu Si with my sister."

My sister Yin Su, who works in the Liutiao Department, has already returned to the wild world with Fei Fei. Her luck is very good. Maybe she will be the lord of Guanghan City in a few years.

However, she was gloating from the wife and was blocked by Liu Qi who returned to Haoran at the sea, and was arrested and imprisoned by the Confucian Temple.

The girl sneered: "It's strange that Yu Si can take a look at it."

Xianzao lamented and said, "What's the point of being in the nest?"

She reached out to collect a ball of flame and put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully. There was a creaking noise. After a long silence, she was very worried and asked a question, "Are we really looking for death when we take the initiative to provoke that young hidden official?"

The girl said calmly: "Then be careful, you're just disgusting him. Don't see him. Once you face him, we'll have no more lives than him to kill."

Xianzao nodded vigorously. How did Li Zhen, the proud disciple of Yueshan Ancestor, die in the past under the Great Wall of Sword Qi?

There was also the sword cultivator who later set up an ambush to kill Chen Ping'an, and the result was known to everyone in the wilderness.

It seemed that even Feiran took action at that time.

A scholar who is a dog-day scholar is really scheming and he is more sinister than a guy who is full of bad water.

The man smiled and said, "We are seeking wealth and honor in danger. As long as we can return to our hometown alive, there will be a splash of wealth and honor waiting for us to receive the reward."

The girl remained silent and put the short knife that was drinking blood back into the sheath.

Taking risks and staying in Tongyezhou is the right choice. A continent has broken mountains and rivers and overwhelming resentment.

But not long ago, for some reason, the times changed, which led to her enjoying the sword-refining path, which greatly reduced the effect, which made her enter the Yupu Realm within ten years, from a foregone conclusion

It really doesn't work... She glanced at two guys who have fought side by side for years.

The man sneered, "Can I kill me? Is it amazing to have high school level?"

He raised his chin again, "It seems that she is not easy to kill."

Like that Xianzha, who once said to Yu Si in person, "I'm killed in vain", is not a saying to seek credit.

Without some real skills, I won't live today.

Searching mountains in one continent is not a joke. Especially those monks from other continents who have ulterior motives, they spare no effort.

Xianzao asked curiously: "Qingran, who is your preacher?"

The man smiled and said, "The poor heroes don't ask where they come from, and the heroes of grass and wild do not need to be backed."

The girl said, "I have never understood how that young hidden official could do the engraving. And even more unimaginable, what is his realm after a hundred or hundreds of years."

Just as Xianzao was smiling and wanted to make fun of her, when she had just said the word Chen and had not yet expressed her safety, the man made a quick move and grabbed her head and pressed it on the wall.

The girl didn't even look at it, just nodded and said, "I deserve it."

The wild world.

A pair of senior sisters and junior brothers, walking on the deserted night road, Zhou Qinggao, as a junior brother, was asking his senior sister Liubai about his past deeds about how his master taught.

The female cultivator Chunxiao, who has temporarily lost one of the heavenly stems, just change to make up for the shortcomings. In fact, there is no big problem. If Chunxiao is imprisoned but is always in the wilderness, it is the problem.

For some reason, Zheng Juzhong did not stop his disciple Gu Can from taking her to Haoran World.

And behind them, not far or near, was a middle-aged sword cultivator with a handsome and gentle smile.

It was Zhou who planned for many years that deliberately left a backup plan for the wild world.

This has led to a "half-true and half-false" sword cultivator Zongyuan on the current wild land.

Zong Yuan, Dong Sanjun, one after another, were all the sword cultivators who had the most hope of following the old sword immortal to enter the 14th realm.

For ten thousand years, the sword immortals who died in the Great Wall of Sword Qi have followed one by another, but the ancestors who were often mentioned by later sword cultivators, Zong Yuan is the first.

Liubai subconsciously lowered his head and rubbed his hands and breathed, and said slowly: "Mr. I took us here. If I remember correctly, if I walked more than ten miles forward, I would encounter a village."

Zhou Qinggao asked: "Is there any trick?"

Liu Bai shook his head, "No knowledge is a very ordinary scenery. But we all noticed that the gentleman who deliberately put away his realm and cultivated his abilities back then was surprised. He heard from the senior brother Shouchen that the joy on his face at that time might be happier than the 'Shuiyunwen's 'Shuiyunwen' that created the 'Shuiyunwen' for the wild world in total for the wild world."

Jia Sheng, who was once the wilderness and meticulous, was regarded as the Tuoyue Mountain in the world and the knowledge of the world.

Recruiting disciples, there are no different teachings.

Moreover, Zhou Mi carefully cultivated every disciple, only saying that every young disciple who was a sword cultivator was among the later seeds of the Hundred Sword Immortals in Tuoyue Mountain.

Jiashen Chau, this closed disciple, is the only exception.

The throne monster Bai Ying once asked about the second throne, but Bai Ying was not aware of who she was at that time.

So Bai Ying didn't know that his and meticulous Q&A were actually a self-question and self-answer.

"Does Mr. Zhou want to be the leader of culture and education in our world?" "Not enough."

Liubai looked up at the sky.

Those who followed Master Zhou Mi to the sky were all sword cultivators, Caiying, Tongxuan, Tongyin, Yuzao, etc. They were all the younger generation among Wenhai Zhoumi’s disciples.

The first disciple of Shouchen, the female sword cultivator Liubai, and the disciple Zhou Qinggao, who was once a Jiashen tent wooden clog.
To be continued...
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