These strange and strange existences are each in charge of the small world, and a stream of magnificent Taoist energy covers the sky and the earth, surrounding the Dali Capital City.

In just a few digits, there will be a suffocation of soldiers.

The woman in the green skirt who came to this world looked around and noticed that there were five hills on this extremely small land map. The fog lit up five kinds of brilliance, forming a formation into one.

She thought about it and it seemed to have the meaning of the true form of the Dayue.

I remember that year, there were only two drafts of talisman paintings, and the number of mountains was three or five. They had a discussion, but unfortunately they could not make up.

It seems that the theory of the Five Elements derived from Yin and Yang in later generations was prosperous, and she couldn't help but sigh that the signs of spring grass in the past have grown into a lush grassland with endless flow. The wisdom and ingenuity of the later generations who learn Taoism cannot be underestimated.

The Taoist Baigu felt a little uncomfortable and felt a little irritable. He had already been punched by the martial artist and his incarnation broke, and his face couldn't be kept on his face. He waved his purple robe and sleeves and drove back the Taoist energy of the Northern Yue of Baopingzhou that swept over. In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds surging, like the ebb and flow of the tide of the hanging sea water.

By this magical power of the White Bone Taoist, countless clouds gathered around a mountain, and a mountain covered with clouds was like a godly general wearing snow-white armor.

The Taoist White Bone saw a mountain god with golden earrings standing on the top of the mountain. He hid in the turtle shell. He was blessed by the formation and was quite good at Taoism. He smiled and reminded him, "Little guy, if you have similar provocative measures, I will just think you are asking. According to the rules of the past, you and I will be the same as you are going to make a name for the Tao. Those who are high in Taoism live, while those who are low in Taoism die! The Taoist couple on the side can only watch this battle and must not interfere."

Wei Bo smiled and said, "You have your rules, and I have our responsibilities."

The Taoist Baigu wanted to joke a few times, but found that he had been targeted by the Chen surname. He did not dare to take it lightly and immediately stopped talking.

I don’t know if the punch was sent out with all my strength or how much effort I deliberately kept?

Chen Ping'an rolled up his sleeves and said, "You are here to come with excitement. It's not easy for you to return in disappointment. I'll give you a stick of incense to stay in the Dali border. The heavens are in the sky.

"I would like to remind you, whoever dares to disturb the mundane world in the city and kills any life, I will not only kill anyone, but also don't leave if anyone is watching."

Without sending the Confucian Temple Merit Forest, Dali has a prison in a just-in-the-waiting position.

I guess Yuan Huajing's eyes are red now.

The Taoist White Bone shook his head when he heard this. If I deliberately killed a few ants and “involved” several allies, wouldn’t you be trapped in a siege? Such a perverse person who cares about his head and does not care about his butt will undoubtedly seek death!

It reminds it of many old friends in the world in the past. They have better talents and more opportunities. After a long period of gaining power, they seem to become so ignorant of the sky and earth. They end up with a half-way death. Small disasters are easy to pass, and great disasters cannot be escaped. I am afraid that apart from themselves, how many people can remember their Taoist names now?

It shook its sleeves and pointed the figure of the green mustard seed. "Before the heaven and earth, your torture yawned and swallowed the sun, earth and moon, is your true ability. It's okay to tolerate you, and it's all right to take the initiative to avoid it. But what is the situation at this moment? Chen Ping'an, you don't know what it is? It's still mysterious, which makes me underestimate the nature of the Taoist learner in the world. You are like this, and you're learning Taoist on earth and waiting for it. Is this so unbearable? It's pitiful, and there is no hero to make the son famous. It's so sad."

"No wonder that Zhou Mi can't accomplish anything in the wilderness. Since she will lose to a bad guy like you, I think he is not much better."

"Forget it, let me suffer a little, reorganize myself, change the world with my own hands, and give me a rule that should be done."

On the corridor of the National Master's Mansion, Song Yunjian was not easy. Although he was the abbot of the three major formations in the capital, he had to protect the entire capital and use tricks. The fate of the Dali Kingdom, which was named Jingning, was really a mute and could not say that he had suffered from Coptis chinensis. Of course, Chen Ping'an, the new national master, worked hard. The problem was that Song Yunjian was quite difficult. In just a few days, he had witnessed with his own eyes how many scenery that he had never seen in his life? First, the rebellion of the 14th realm ghost clams, plus the heaven and earth connection, come again today!

Fortunately, the national master used some secret technique to cover up the secrets of heaven in advance. What the people in Dali Capital saw was still a heavy rain.

Song Yunjian quietly lifted the tobacco pole in his hand, which was a truly authentic ordinary object. Can the national teacher have such magical power?

Once this long-standing existence is determined, it is an enemy but not a friend, and both sides will definitely fight.

Song Yunjian sighed, and the heart of Tao was ups and downs, and mixed feelings could be refined into one sentence, it was so fucking exciting!

Several earthly monks who are currently staying in the capital, including Yuan Hua Realm, have gathered together, but for some reason, it is obvious that these few of them gathered together to visit Dali, which is more powerful than the clams that landed on Baoping Island alone. At this moment, the situation in Dali's capital is even more dangerous. The national master is not even lazy to notify them of a word, just like a silent sentence, you just watch the show.

As the national master expected, Yuan Jianxian's eyes were hot, and his mood was even more exaggerated than the surging sea of ​​clouds in the northern mountain realm. It was just that Yuan Jianxian's heart was thunderous and looked like a flat lake. After being familiar with the clam's great way, even if he could, Yuan Huadi could not do anything. However, this white bone Taoist who was above the top visited Dali in a turbulent manner, clearly was coming for the national master. If he could pick up a hole and refine it into a puppet, wouldn't it be great?!

In this way, it is really necessary to pay more attention to quickly retreat and enter the Yupu realm.

It seems that the half-immortal weapon and two magic weapons in the two secret warehouses of Dali should be changed to ask for it. It is to convert the military merits to buy it, and it does not take any advantage of the Dali court and the national teacher. If the price is too high, I can owe a lot of military merits to Zhou Haijing, Lu Hui and others anyway.

The Taoist White Bone looked down at the green-shirted martial artist who stopped with a punch. He suddenly stroked his palm and laughed, "Yes, the younger generation is so fierce and weak, and the empty city plan!"

Chen Ping'an seemed very patient. It was not until this moment that he smiled and said with a smile on his face: "I've finished talking? One stick of incense is the time you have shared."

Cao Ci looked at Chen Ping'an and felt unfamiliar. Although he had many identities and had many shackles of fame and fortune, his blue shirt and long gown were hanging barefoot in the air at this moment, and his life was so comfortable.

Xu Xie held back his laughter and said to Cao Ci in his heart: "I now know why the Middle Earth Confucian Temple is blocking the news."

Cao Ci said: "This white bone Taoist must be careful."

Previously, when the Taoist Baigu looked at the mountains and rivers on earth, its "eyes" were completely different from those of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

The latter is surprising, stunning, and joyful.

The eyes of the Taoist Baigu were like a local tyrant with unscrupulous behavior. It was rare to go out and watch the growth of other families' crops.

As for the saying that it calls itself "I", it is a taboo, either big or small.

A line in the blue sky higher than the sea of ​​clouds and rain.

The white bone Taoist was shocked, and he raised his hand to shake his sleeves. A purple robe suddenly became as big as a lake, and he hid in it.

With a bang.

One punch is impossible to avoid, and the fist and the robe collided with each other, and the sound was like a bell, like chanting a certain word of a mantra in the Buddhist temple.

The White Bone Taoist swirled together with the purple robe and retreated more than a thousand feet, just like countless whirlpools appeared in a purple lake.

After Chen Ping'an took one hand, he just punched him and did not chase him. He sneered: "I don't know the principle of cherishing time like gold, so much nonsense!"

Yes, for these beings, time itself is the least valuable, and even they hate the most. Those who seek immortality of the Tao are detained in the cage of immortality.

He clasped his skills to calm his mind, and rotated dozens of times in the blink of an eye in the air, constantly rising and falling, the edge of the purple robe was rushing. Compared with the huge robe, the ancient Taoist's skeleton was as small as sand.

A pair of white bones with countless cracks creaked, and strands of golden light were connected like millions of snakes. The body of the bones recovered in an instant. The Taoist spiritual energy that had been disintegrated by a punch was attached to the purple robe, returning to its original position one by one, splashing out quickly, and returning to more than 700 golden qi palaces faster.

Although the face of this white bone Taoist has no eyeballs, skin, flesh, tendons, veins and blood, bystanders can clearly feel its emotional changes.

It has to admit that it is a good boxing.

This is the unparalleled physical body to become a god, this is the unreasonable and unreasonable only exists in the legendary eleventh level of martial arts.

The key is that the Qi of this punch actually uses the true meaning of the great way that imitates the rotation of the heavenly way, so the White Bone Taoist and the Dharma Robe were forced to follow the right rotation together!

Another line of fist came towards us, and there was the harsh sound of a blunt weapon grinding the glass surface.

The Taoist of White Bone and the robe turned left and continued to tilt and rise and retreat. The bones turned into powder on the spot, and the vast and floating purple robe also showed tens of thousands of holes of all sizes.

After returning to its original appearance again, the White Bone Taoist wanted to say a few words, willing to sincerely praise the other party's boxing skills as gods...

The next moment, there was another ordinary punch, with the thick fist rotating left and right. The result of the conflict between the great way was to instantly tear the White Bone Taoist and the purple robe in half.

Perhaps it was because of the third punch that was handed over, but it was not easy to paint. The blue figure fell on the head of the giant fox and chose a good place to settle down.

She was full of resentment and shook her head vigorously, "Of course Chen, get down!"

Chen Ping'an stomped his feet, pressed his head down, and hit the walls of the outside city of the capital again.

Song Yunjian, who was in charge of the formation, became unstable. Master Chen, this kick was unnecessary!

Chen Ping'an still looked angry and stepped on the fox's head again, "Damn it, I dare to use beauty tricks on me, you have found the right person."

She could not speak, and it was difficult to express her feelings, so she had to use her natal magical power to convey her feelings. Originally, this method was used to charm and encourage the secret skills of the ancient earthly immortals, and could quietly plant a "love seed" in the other party's heart.

"Chen Ping'an, if you insult me ​​like this, I will sacrifice my life to the great way. I will never stop with you!"

Chen Ping'an was about to kick it again and use the "decapitation technique" to chop off one of its heads.

Suddenly I remembered something, which was related to a conversation when Xu Xie was chatting. I raised my foot and stepped out, left her head, and walked to the wall.

He actually had the face and did not forget to apologize to her kindly.

Maybe she was dizzy because of her feet. She was confused for a moment, and she didn't know whether to accept the apology or curse her back.

Song Yunjian's eyes burst into tears. He helped someone carry the tobacco pole with one hand and hold the corridor column with the other hand, complaining in his heart.

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky. The real name of the old master of Qingqiu beside him. The man with sewing clothes in the silk core is listed. Unfortunately, the white bone Taoist who is good at showing weakness does not have it. What's even more regretful is that he has never learned martial arts, otherwise it would be simpler.

On a snow-white high platform, the colorful ancient witch burst into tears and stared at the human man in a blue shirt, as if he had finally confirmed the truth. He looked desolate and reached out to grab his face. His five fingers were like hooks, and his face was covered in blood. He choked in pain and said: "No, it was not now, it was not before, and at that time when the world was connected, neither of you..."

He couldn't stand up, as if he was kowtowing here in a pious manner, and soon a pool of blood was knocked out on the high platform, confused with the color, and roared in ancient words: "Where is the true god and where is the heaven?"

The woman in the green skirt sighed. This fellow Taoist who has no distractions and only seeks to "see one mind" is actually better not to leave this journey.

Fuyaolu private dojo, separated by a door, the summer cicadas outside the house are chirping, and the sounds gather like waves. The room is vast and the galaxy is brilliant. Xie dog closed his eyes and pinched his hands, and sat cross-legged in the cushion.

Triple scene.

A girl with a sable hat who cultivates swords and refines energy with the Xinzhai technique and protects the Tao.

Behind him was a woman in white clothes and with clear eyes, watching Daoist Ding, who was "My province is the universe".

Behind it is the true body of the demon clan of Jian Cultivator Bai Jing.

Xie Gou suddenly opened his eyes and instantly transformed into a Dharma body. His true body merged. He floated out of the room. He reached out and grabbed the green bamboo stick that was leaning against the wall outside the corridor. He turned into a rainbow. He opened the ban on the dojo and closed it. Xie Gou and Xiao Mo Yaoyaoyao, who was in seclusion in the Huimengshan Snail Shell Dojo, said in his heart, don’t give up halfway, I will meet the two old people in a while, and I will leave it to me with confidence... She quickly turned her head and glanced at the Huaying Peak, changed her face immediately, shouted, Gan Cixi, got off work, follow me out of the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons!

The old deaf child had a bitter face and told those Taoist scholars that when he came back, he would check their progress in Qi refining. He quickly walked out of the preaching school, and the old deaf child turned into a sword light and followed Chief Xie to Dali Capital.

Xie Gou hugged his hand in his sleeve and held the dagger inverted.

He pinched the Sanshan Talisman and came to the wall outside the capital. He stood up floating. Xie Gou shrank his sleeves with one hand and put his hands on his hips. Hey, why is the huge head of the slutty fox swollen?

This old master of Qingqiu, who is more than a thousand years older than Bai Jing, was also extremely surprised. He confirmed the true identity of the girl with a sable hat. He looked at him and was very jealous when his enemies met. She just wondered in her heart that Bai Jing was not in the wilderness and usurped other people's name at will. What was the territory where the scholar was the master of his family?

On and outside the city wall, they stared at each other with their own thoughts.

"Slutty hoofs are so miserable."

"Why is Bai Jing so weak?"

"When someone is sick, kill him! After chewing his true body, now he has a low realm and a small appetite, he will definitely be able to have a full meal. Maybe he can directly improve the two realms? It is not appropriate to chew Liu Laocheng, and chewing it is always nothing. Most of the mountain master will not stop him. Post a large stack of homemade three-mountain talismans to it, and move it to the Fuyaolu Taoist temple. Oh, the yellow-faced and thin landlord family also has surplus food."

"I hope to sleep with her! There is a shortage of maids by my side, so God helps me."

Its eyes were as charming as silk, and a fox face could make people feel full of love. He slowly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Bai Jing, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, I miss you very much."
To be continued...