Zheng Ming felt that there was no difference between the prohibition in the burning of the inscription array and the burning of the True Refining Treasure Method, but why was the prohibition in those True Refining Recipes much smaller than the effect of the inscriptions?

It can even be said that the two cannot be the same day!

One thought after another flashed in Zheng Ming's heart, although he had a lot of conjectures, but he was not sure. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter all, this kind of thing is beyond the scope of Zheng Ming's current understanding.

I don't want to think about this, go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to find some magic circles and refine my first flying sword.

Zheng Ming, who had made up his mind in his heart, put away all the flying swords he had refined, and then walked out of the clean room.

Outside the net, the sun is shining, the sky and the earth are bright!

"Senior brother, you've finally come out, woo, you're going to kill me!" Mu Wan'er rushed over from the Three Emperors' Flat, her little face full of excitement.

At the moment when Mu Wan'er approached Zheng Ming, because she was so excited, she tripped over a small pit and almost fell to the ground.

For every bit of Sanhuangping, Mu Wan'er seems to remember it in her heart, and when she usually walks, she is simply familiar with the road, and rarely appears in the current situation.

hugged Mu Wan'er's body that was about to fall, Zheng Ming casually scratched Mu Wan'er's nose and said, "How old are you, you are still so rough, and you boasted to me that you are in Sanhuangping and will never fall." ”

"Woo, stinky senior brother, you still laugh at others, do you know that your retreat is more than half a month, and everyone is dying!" Mu Wan'er's small fist hit Zheng Ming's body like raindrops, but the strength was weak, and it was really a little light to tickle.

More than half a month, why is it so long, I still think it's just a day or two, well, my reputation is big, and it's been delayed for half a month.

"Okay Wan'er, senior brother promises you, if you retreat in the future, you will definitely explain to my Wan'er in advance. Zheng Ming hugged Mu Wan'er and comforted softly.

And Mu Wan'er, who was playing in Zheng Ming's arms, suddenly stopped, and her face, which was already red from excitement, became even more bright red at this moment.

"By the way, how did you get here in the past half month?" Zheng Ming asked with concern.

"My nephew, he knows that after you go into retreat, you will come here every day. Mu Wan'er rubbed her hands together and said softly.

Mu Wan'er's nephew, uh, Zheng Ming understood in an instant, Mu Wan'er was talking about his disciple Fang Yunbai, who was forcibly occupied.

"And Sister Xiqing, a few days ago, after she learned that Senior Brother you were in retreat, she came over to accompany Wan'er. It's just that in the past few days, listening to Fang Yunbai, it seems that she didn't come over because she wanted to receive the envoy from Kaiyangmen. ”

Speaking of that Sister Xiqing, Mu Wan'er's face became a little bright: "But the day before yesterday, Sister Xiqing still asked people to send me a lot of delicious food, saying that she would come to see me after these two days." ”

The envoy of Kaiyangmen, Zheng Ming thought of the matter of trapping Longzhu, he could be said to have some resentment towards Kaiyangmen, one of the seven major forces supported by Jiang Wuji, and even said that he ignored them.

Obviously, Jiang Yuan and the others did not take their words seriously. Although he was very unhappy, Zheng Ming was not ready to pay attention to these guys.

The most important thing for him now is to gain prestige, and with prestige, he can quickly execute his plan, so that Jiang Wujian will lose everything he has little by little.

"I heard Fang Yunbai say that Yaoyangjun who came to our Vientiane Gate this time is not a good thing, the shelf is very big, in order to welcome his arrival, the senior brother of the evergreen vein has been busy ripening the flowers of Vientiane Mountain these days. ”

Mu Wan'er said with a hint of pity on her face: "Although those flowers look purple and red for nearly a month under ripening, they will wither and die after they are ripe. ”

Saying the last word, Mu Wan'er's eyes flashed with tears. Zheng Ming wiped away Mu Wan'er's tears and said with a smile: "Wan'er, flowers bloom and fall, they are all natural phenomena, although they withered this year, maybe next year, they will bloom more beautiful flowers." ”

"Haven't you heard of such a saying? Isn't it called falling red, and turning into spring mud to protect flowers?"

As soon as Zheng Ming said this sentence, Mu Wan'er's brilliance suddenly soared, although she couldn't see it with her eyes, but in his radiance, there was endless admiration for Zheng Ming.

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. These two sentences are really good, senior brother, you still say that your literary style is average, just with these two poems, I don't know how many senior sisters you can get drunk?"

Zheng Ming didn't expect that his comforting words out of thin air would become a wonderful sentence in the mouth of this little girl.

And it's also a good sentence that can fool the senior sister and the younger sister.

At this moment, a thought rose in Zheng Ming's heart, he felt that when he was cultivating martial arts, he seemed to have neglected something.

Just when the thoughts in his heart were turning, he heard someone shouting, "Senior Sister Mu, Senior Sister Mu, are you there?"

With this cry, a woman in a pale red dress walked over like a butterfly wearing flowers.

The appearance of the woman in red is average, but the youthful vitality makes her look a little moving.

The moment he saw the woman in red, Zheng Ming didn't pay too much attention to her, after all, this woman in red was also a fourth-grade cultivator, and the gap between him and him was too big.

"It's Sister Qiu Ge, she has been coming to see me these days. Mu Wan'er heard the shout of the woman in red and said happily.

Mu Wan'er, who seemed to feel that she was not good next to Zheng Ming like this, was like a frightened rabbit, jumping away from Zheng Ming's body quickly and rushing towards the woman in red.

"Sister Qiu Ge, what delicious food did you bring Wan'er?" Mu Wan'er's words were very casual, and it could be seen that she was very familiar with the woman in red.

The woman in red's voice was a little choked: "Well, this time it's some pastries, it's pretty good, Wan'er, you can eat more." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly raised her head and saw Zheng Ming standing not far away, and for a moment, the woman in red seemed to have made up her mind, and ran towards Zheng Ming frantically.

Before she could run to Zheng Ming's approach, she suddenly knelt on the ground, and said with a cry in her voice: "Sect Master, you...... You save Sister Xiqing, save Senior Brother Lingyun, woo!"

Zheng Ming waved his sleeves, and a dark energy gently held up the woman in red and said, "What happened, you say it slowly." ”

"Sister Qiu Ge, what's wrong with Sister Xiqing, didn't you say that Sister Xiqing is fine?" Mu Wan'er ran over quickly, her words full of worry.

The woman in red, who was known as Qiu Ge, said tremblingly: "Sect Master, Sister Xiqing, she is going to die with her will and accompany Senior Brother Lingyun to die, woo, they ...... They're so pathetic!"

......

"Bang! Chu Yingyang, who was raised by a son of a bitch, Lao Tzu is going to kill him!" a stout man slammed his fist on the stone.

Although the stone under this stout man's fist is the most ordinary bluestone in Vientiane Mountain, the hardness of this bluestone is incomparably fatal in the entire Sunrise Domain. Even in many places, this kind of bluestone is used as a tool to test the strength of disciples.

Being able to smash a stone with one punch, the strength of this stout man is already close to the Yuefan Realm.

The sunlight shone on the stout man's face, making the stout man's whole person look even more hideous, and even a little afraid of people.

"Li Jindong, you have the strength to fight with that Chu Yingyang, what kind of horizontal is it against the stone here, you are a fucking soft egg!" A faint voice sounded not far from the stout man.

Around the stout man, several warriors were already surrounded, and when they heard this provocative voice, they glared angrily at the person who spoke.

But when they saw the appearance of the man who spoke, they all lowered their heads, and some of them quietly turned around.

But the stout man walked over to the speaker at this moment, and his red eyes were full of fighting intent.

"The surname is Murong, I have long been fucking unhappy with you, it's a man, don't run away today, have a good time with Lao Tzu. ”

"Hehehe, fighting with you, the bison, Lao Tzu is not interested, let me tell you, my eldest brother Murong Nan and them, want to lead the disciples to intercept Chu Yingyang, even if he dies, he can't let him marry Senior Sister Xiqing, Lao Tzu is going to participate, there is no time to mushroom with you here!" The thin man who spoke waved his hand and went directly towards the stout man.

Hearing the thin man's words, the stout man known as Li Jindong suddenly showed a flying look on his face.

He said excitedly, "Really, what you said is true?"

"Why isn't it true, his grandmother's, Kaiyangmen deceives people too much, even if the elders of the sect agree, we have to fight. ”

The thin man waved his hand vigorously and said fiercely: "My eldest brother said, this time, they will all appear in the Three Ying Seven Swords of Heaven Splitting!"

"Okay, well, I know that the people on the Sky Splitting Peak are all heroes, and this matter is counted as one of me. ”

Li Jindong waved his thick palm and said heavily: "Even if Lao Tzu loses this life, he must not let those bastards get their wish." ”

"yes, fight with that bastard!"

"Grandma's, our Vientiane Gate was once one of the eighteen famous gates in the Sunrise Domain, we must not lose all the faces of our ancestors. ”

"Fight with that grandson and protect Senior Sister Xiqing, I don't believe it, we can't do the grandson who opened the Yang Gate. ”

A heartfelt cheer made the thin man of the organization show joy on his face, and he said loudly: "Let's go, let's fight with them!"

Ten people, twenty people, fifty people......

That is, half an hour of effort, the thin man's side, has gathered hundreds of people, one by one with their heads held high, striding forward, rolling blood, flowing in their hearts, but also driving an indomitable atmosphere.

It can be said that in the hearts of these young Vientiane Mountain disciples, there is a raging flame burning in their hearts, a flame that can burn the sky out of a hole.

This kind of flame is burning, this kind of flame is scorching their blood, burning their hearts, and making them full of angry fighting spirit.

The envoys of Kaiyangmen came, and they all received orders from their masters, and they should greet them honestly, and they must not offend the envoys of Kaiyangmen.

Although they accept these arrangements, there is also a sense of discomfort in their hearts.

Why is it that the same sect has to bow down to the Kaiyang Gate, and why is it the same sect that we have to grovel to the Kaiyang Gate? )