The ninth (first) Chongyang Sun Blazing Sun Enlightenment Trial Jiuli Array Illusion Realm Ming Dao Heart

The leaves of the pear fall, and the wild goose flies south. The autumn rain was pouring down overnight, and the maple leaves on both sides of the streets of Yecheng were red.

In the early morning, the cold smoke is misty, and the distant mountains are covered with frost. In the stone pavilion of Lin Shen Courtyard, Li Cripple stretched out his hand and sighed in front of his mouth, and then rubbed his palms together.

"Why are you waiting so early today?" Mao Caishen wore glasses, walked up to his old friend, and handed over a pot of cinnamon wine.

Li Cripple took a sip and slammed his mouth and said, "This is my business for the lame, but you, who are all old bones, have to meddle in things." ”

Mao Caishen pushed his glasses, and teased lightly: "Old bones, don't smile at fifty steps, it's not snowing yet, and you're cold like a bird." ”

Li Cripple drank another big sip of guizi wine, and his face flushed: "In the military camp before, on a cold winter and snowy day, I was bare-chested, and at that time, a pot of wine was reluctant to drink like this, and it was so cold that I couldn't stand it, so I would be stingy with a small sip." Damn, I can't be old if I want to......"

Li lame added water to an empty birdcage water cup trough in the pavilion, and Mao Caishen saw it in his eyes and said loudly: "The young master went to the foot of Lieyang Mountain, and it has been exactly three months since today. ”

"yes. Li lame nodded, looked to the northwest and said, "Calculate the itinerary, it should be time for that sword feather eagle to fly back." ”

"Maybe there is a mystery in that kind of immortal holy land, and it can't be measured by common sense?" Mao Caishen stepped forward and said side by side with Li Cripple.

"Cripple, I was also a second-grade martial artist, and I also know a thing or two about immortal holy places such as the foot of Lieyang Mountain. But in my heart, there is nothing that the young master can't do. Li Cripple turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the stone pavilion.

Zhu Xianlan walked in from outside the courtyard gate at this time, followed by a new-faced maid.

"Ma'am. Li Cripple and Mao Caishen bowed in unison.

Zhu Xianlan waved her hand, pointing to the northwest sky, Zhu Xianlan pointed to the sky, a long beak sharp as a knife, the black and shiny eagle falcon swooped towards the Wuhou Mansion Lin Shen Courtyard, and stopped on the stone pavilion beauty.

Li Cripple stepped forward and saw a delicate jade slip tied around the neck of the sword feather eagle, feeling a little strange, and then took off the letterbox from the eagle's claws and presented it to Zhu Xianlan.

Zhu Xianlan tore off the rope, poured out three copies of the letter rolled into thin columns from the letterbox, looked at the note, took one of them, and then handed the remaining two back to Li Cripple.

"Zisu, as soon as you enter the house, I will snatch you to my side, and I have taught you a lot of things in the past month, go back to the hundred ghosts with Li Shutu to participate in training, and come to me for two days at the end of each month in the future." Zhu Xianlan turned her head and said.

"Yes, ma'am. Liu Zisu walked up to Li Shutu and knelt half-kneel: "Hundred ghosts Liu Zisu, please return to the team for training." ”

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Recently, there have been a lot of things that have been assigned to Yao Song, but Yao Song doesn't even dare to complain.

Three months ago, just a few days after the young master left the Wuhou Mansion, the black-clothed killing god walked down the underground secret room of the Wuhou Mansion with a full moon scimitar, and slaughtered the second floor to the point that there was not a single mouse left, making the smell of blood in the underground secret room so strong that it has not been dispersed until now.

Thinking that the young master had let himself and a few colleagues move from the second floor of the basement to the first floor before leaving, and he was reluctant at that time, Yao Song was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

And that's not all, the next day, the lame man didn't know where to find a few weird-looking people, and walked down the second floor with a few big children.

Yao Song was curious, asked for the approval of Li Cripple, and followed him down to find out, only to see those weird-looking guys teaching those farts to play autopsy with those big children and recognize the acupoints.

That lame man actually asked Lao Tzu to guide, Lao Tzu is a poisoner, not a pretend! Damn, it's really aggrieved.

But the situation is stronger than people, although the lame man said that the black-clothed killing god of the dog day has left Liuye, but the ghost knows if the black-clothed person will suddenly emerge from the shadows?

Yao Song looked up at the few newcomers in the Grain and Grass Division in white coats in front of him, and thought that he was busy in the Grain and Grass Division, and he would have to go to the second basement floor to dissect the corpses that had already emitted a foul smell at night, so he couldn't help but feel a big head.

Fortunately, there is still an afternoon of free time, and you can go to the evening snow building to take care of the lost girl.

Yao Song rarely mentioned a trace of interest, but suddenly thought of another matter, and his mood fell again.

Damn, 100 ghosts, 100 fucking ghosts! Inexplicably, let Lao Tzu join this Raushzi bullshit dead soldier organization, and kill his eight egg soldiers! When it was really time for his life to be in danger, Lao Tzu was the first to smear oil on the soles of his feet, and the wind was tight!

As soon as Momomatsu walked out of the grain and grass division, he stretched out his hand irritably and set up a tent on his eyes, the autumn sunset was not warm, hot or dazzling, but the poisoner, who was used to staying in the dark for many years, still hated the light very much.

There was a woman walking in front of her, Yao Song looked at the girl's chest, squinted her eyes and licked her lips, and was about to go up to have an in-depth exchange, the delicate and graceful little lady of the clinker had already walked straight towards her, and the first sentence made Yao Poison Master lose all interest.

"Hundred ghosts Liu Shisu, I have come to ask Poison Master Yao to return to the team for guidance. ”

"Little bitch, are you funny in your head? What kind of thing can you just talk about?"

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The western frontier of the Thunder Empire is desolate and barren. In late autumn, the north wind swept the ground, flying sand and rocks. In the camp of Loulan Xijiang, the famous gun "Blood" stood directly next to the main seat of the middle tent.

Imperial Marquis Shi Qinlian held a secret letter in his hand and was silent.

The shadow kill broke in the middle of the tent meeting, and his black clothes were stained with yellow sand, kneeling in the center of the tent.

The vermilion aura flashed in Shi Qinlian's hand, and the secret letter began to burn and self-immolate.

Li Qingyun, the commander of the night wolf battalion of the guerrilla army, who sat in the middle tent of the camp in Western Xinjiang for the first time, sat on the second seat of the tent, and his breathing became a little heavy because of the long silence in the tent.

On the opposite side of the sand table sat a veteran who was in good spirits and his eyes were calm, and after finding that Li Qingyun was slightly cramped, he nodded to his encouragement, Li Qingyun took a deep breath and threw a grateful look at Xu Lin, the deputy general of the Shizi Army who had been called "Zuo Lin and Right Li" with his father Li Shutu in Western Xinjiang.

"Li Qingyun. Wuhou spoke in a deep voice.

"Here!" Li Qingyun replied in a loud voice, his body as straight as the peerless gun next to the main seat.

"Lead the eight hundred night wolf battalion rangers, speed up the march, and plunder the Qiyi baggage in Helan Mountain. ”

"Yes!"

Shi Qin twisted the paper ember in his hand: "Outside the Burial Flower Valley, twenty elite scouts will be added, and you will always pay attention to the movements of the Xiyuan Funeral Palace." ”

"Yes!"

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Ninety-nine Double Ninth Day, Tianshan Seventy-two Hanging Peaks.

The entire mountain of Qianlong Peak was shrouded in the Great Forbidden Array, the spiritual light was uncertain, and the talisman was flickering. Yun Qingzi, the fourth elder of the Lieyang Temple, was condescending, sitting upright on top of the auspicious clouds, his fingers constantly pinching the seal and manipulating the magic circle.

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Shi Nianyuan sat cross-legged on the bow of a small boat, drifting with the current.

The countless green bamboos on both sides of the strait are so huge that as far as the eye can see, a bamboo leaf is comparable to the size of a boat under you, not to mention those bamboo trunks like optimus pillars, countless towering green bamboos cover the sky and the sun, causing the surrounding environment to be lonely and dim.

Shi Nianyuan stretched out his hand and touched his tail finger, the sky above it was empty, and he did not wear the Sumeru ring. Shi Nianyuan, who has been listening to lectures and preaching on the Tianshan Mountain for more than half a month, and has made up all kinds of common sense of the Immortal Dao, is no longer ignorant of the Immortal Dao, and has already guessed the current situation.

Shi Nianyuan looked down at the reflection in the water, tapped his finger on the edge of the boat and said to himself: "At this time, you can't take out a spinning top and turn it, it's really not a good situation." Anyway, the Burning Sun Trial was opened in this way, and it was too ceremonial, and there was no regular process for a full-time leader to speak, and then several deputy leaders were verbose for half a day one after another?"

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Standing under a behemoth cherry tree, the wind and snow stood under a huge cherry tree, half raised its delicate face, countless colorful butterflies flew in the air, the breeze blew, scattered cherry blossom rain in the sky, petals and butterflies fluttered together.

Flowing wind and snow reached out to take a cherry blossom petal, and the petal disappeared as soon as it was reached.

Looking into the distance, a snow-covered peak reaches straight into the sky, more majestic and magnificent than the sword peak at the foot of the Lieyang Mountain, and the wind and snow face is calm, walking along the gravel path under the foot.

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Tian Haotian walked into a palace group, and the smoke and clouds on the ground were surging, just like the Yuyu Heavenly Palace.

There is a stone table under the willow tree in the courtyard, Tian Haotian picked up the tea tray from the stone table, half removed the teacup porcelain lid on the tea tray, took a sip of tasteless tea, shook his head, stepped on the corridor, and walked along the corridor in a roundabout way.

Turning his head to look at the pond next to him, above the pond, the water flow was strangely suspended in the air, and several gold and silver Arowana floated in the air, playing with each other, and the corner of Tian Haotian's mouth hooked a sneer.

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The boat sailed with the current to a simple small pier, Shi Nianyuan jumped on the dock shore, and turned around to see the boat gradually twisting and disappearing without a trace.

In the dimness, a tide of light suddenly lit up, and a group of streams flew in, flying around Shi Nianyuan twice, and then slowly flew away.

Shi Nianyuan stepped to keep up, and walked unhurriedly for less than half a moment, he encountered a strange rainbow practice with twists and turns, Liuying flew along the rainbow practice, Shi Nianyuan tentatively stepped on the translucent rainbow practice, and it was really like a chain bridge on the seventy-two hanging peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, with a sense of down-to-earth.

Honglian surrounded the huge green bamboos and meandered upward, and Shi Nianyuan opened a piece of bamboo leaves that stretched to the Hongqiao, like a curtain, and continued to move forward with the stream.

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Mu Zitao walked along the post road, and the street tree was a common plane tree in Duliuye, Cangyun County. The strange thing is that there is a raging fire burning on the branches of the sycamore, but there is no burning of the trees, and there are often strange golden crows perched among the branches.

Mu Zitao looked back at it if he felt it, eight strange beasts stepped on the clouds, with four wings on their backs, pulling a chariot from the sky, pulling the cart unicorn beast was mighty and handsome, with thunder and lightning between the noses, the strange beast chariot stopped in front of Mu Zitao, Mu Zitao thought about it for a while, boarded the chariot, and the eight strange beasts stepped on the clouds again and pulled the chariot to the sky.

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Shi Nianyuan walked to the end of the rainbow practice and stepped on a suspended gossip spirit platform in front of him, which was translucent and uncertain. Shi Nianyuan looked back and looked down, it was the towering green bamboo forest, in front of the spiritual platform, the blurred clouds and mist dispersed, and a desolate and ancient desolate spirit pressure came to his face, a purple bamboo that was countless times taller than the towering green bamboo almost occupied all the sight.

Shi Nianyuan looked at his hands, one by one, and the texture on his palms was not very clear.

"Why don't you have a shocking thought in your heart? High-level illusions inhibit the emotional transmission of neurons? It's like when you are dreaming, no matter how unbelievable the scene is, it feels extremely natural, and it is even difficult to find out that you are dreaming?" Shi Nianyuan muttered to himself, looking up at Zizhu again, the gossip spirit platform under his feet relied on the void to resist the wind, and flew towards Zizhu at a high speed, and there were spatial cracks around the spirit platform, which was strange.