_Chapter 245: Ten Grades

Tian Yan couldn't help but sigh and said: "I heard these words from my master, and I used them casually. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he only prepares everything for practice, and the rest is not at all, shouldn't you be the same?"

Bo Wuxue sighed: "In my life, I'm afraid it won't be too long, everything that appears in my life will be cherished, and it will naturally be average for you." ”

Tian Yan remembered that she only had a few years left to live, and her heart ached, and she persuaded: "Your bloodline prohibition is not unsolvable. If you are willing, tomorrow we will go to the hungry ghosts, and we will ask him to save your life, whether it is begging or coercing."

Bo Wangxue smiled bitterly: "Even if I see that person, I won't let him save him, I will only ask him, his heart, but Brother Tian made of stone, I know that you have a good heart, but this is my choice with Rushuang, I hope you don't have to embarrass me." ”

Tian Yan sighed and was silent, but he was just thinking in his heart: "I have to think of a way to get rid of Forget Xue, whether she is annoyed with me or not, whether she hates me or not, no matter what, I can't just watch her wait for death." ”

Bo Wuxue didn't want to mention this again, and said: "Brother Tian, the days you and I have known each other are not short, but it is the first time that you have said something considerate alone, you feel good."

Tian Yan was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he only heard Bo Wuxue say again: "You close your eyes, I have something for you." ”

He had nothing to do, closed his eyes, and waited quietly, but after a while, there was a light fragrance coming, and his forehead was suddenly slightly hot, and there were two soft kisses, although they were fleeting, but they brought an electric current around him, which shook his flesh and bones numbly, and his pores were open.

His heart was excited, and he was about to open his eyes, but there was a breath of Rulan in his ears, and he said softly: "Don't come to see me, people are daughters' homes after all, and they will always be a little embarrassed." ”

He only felt that his whole body was itching uncomfortably, his body was already weak, and the intoxicating fragrance came again, biting his ear and saying: "Forget Xue knows, your aunt has quite a means to make you comfortable." Even though I haven't passed through, I'm not necessarily worse than her. ”

His body was suddenly hot, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he opened his hand and hugged him, but he didn't want to. When I opened my eyes, I saw that a green shadow had suddenly turned into the cave. Only the faint fragrance remains, as if there is nothing, and it goes straight to the hearts of people.

His heart was hot, and he intended to go to the cave, and when he got closer, he suddenly remembered Bo Rushuang's fierce posture, so he poured a basin of cold water, and his body was cold. Sneaking a peek, I couldn't see any trace of Bo Wangxue, so I had to go stupidly, and my heart was sweet and lost.

He didn't know that on the rock wall far away, there were two people who had a full view of this scene. Seeing that he was defeated, one of them said angrily: "The female university is not staying, and when the female university is not staying, she will prepare a dowry for the boss, and she will really lose to her grandmother's family."

Another person laughed and said: "It's so good, stick it in my house to make a small one, serve tea and pour water every day, wash and fold quilts, and let me enjoy Qingfu." "Now in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, there are people who have such courage to tease the head, except for Qiao Feifei, who is not stingy, naturally only Ziyang.

Bo Dongsheng was even more annoyed, and said: "Fart, fart, my Xue'er's character and quality are all the best choice, and she is worth her youth, how can it be that the widow of the Tian family is really smaller, and it will not be her turn"

Ziyang smiled again: "In this world, things must always be talked about first-come, first-come. How can a widow talk about her ability to coax a man, your chick can't catch up with the horse. ”

Bo Dongsheng waved his hand and snorted: "If you just want to talk about this today, the old man will not accompany you." My Xue'er will never marry for the rest of her life, and she can't be bullied and aggrieved," he said and walked angrily.

Ziyang hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I can't take care of the affairs of the juniors, I'll just wait and see the excitement." I have come to you, not for anything else, but to negotiate a good deal. ”

As soon as he heard that there was a business to do, Bo Dongsheng suddenly became energetic, and said in his heart: "Whose money is not to make money and meet this guy, but to knock on a hard sum before relieving his anger." But he said, "I do business, but I pick people." Thou hast no long things, and thou art poor and white, but thou hast been a great poor man, and if thou hast lost credit and acted in a noble manner, what shall I do to thee."

Ziyang said with a smile: "You can rest assured, if this transaction really has a chance to be successful, it will definitely ensure that your Wanjian Sect will be worry-free and prosperous for all eternity." As he spoke, he created He Yandao into a secret place, and then inexplicably committed suicide, and the disciples of his disciples killed each other in great secrecy and did not hide anything.

The more Bo Dongsheng listened, the more frightened he became, and when Ziyang finished talking about the matter, he was already excited, and he couldn't help but touch out the fragment of his bronze mirror, looked at it carefully, and sighed: "This thing is not small, I guessed with that little ghost that day, and I didn't want to be right." ”

Ziyang said: "Ten thousand years ago, there were no magic weapons within the six realms, and the cultivators all used their Taoist magic powers to fight the enemy, and they did not fake foreign objects. It seems that the body of my flying sword is He Yandao scraped some powder from the bronze mirror, mixed with meteoric iron outside the sky, and gave it to Mo Shang as a congratulatory gift for his ascension. It can be said that it has been stained with the great brilliance of the bronze mirror, and has achieved the first flying sword since the beginning of the world. After that, the bronze mirror shattered, and the secret land collapsed, in which a huge amount of vitality poured into the six realms, nourishing all things, delicate and silent, and then there were all kinds of Dao fetuses condensed, which were refined into tools by many cultivators, and were cited as the greatest fighting arm. ”

Bo Dongsheng's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but hold the fragment of the bronze mirror in his hand a little tighter, and sighed: "Since there is a tenth realm on the cultivation path, this bronze mirror is the ancestor of thousands of magic weapons, and it can be worthy of the title of ten products." ”

Ziyang nodded and said: "That's nature, back then, He Yandao made a grand wish, vowing to break the shackles of heaven and earth and create a happy land for cultivation, which took hundreds of years of hard work, traveling outside the world, collecting countless star fragments, condensing them into treasures, and obtaining the foundation of the secret land." The title of these ten products is very appropriate for this bronze mirror. ”

Bo Dongsheng thought about the great cause of the sages, and couldn't help but yearn for it, and was looking forward to it, but when he saw Ziyang not looking at his house for a moment, his eyes were substantial, and he asked lightly: "Do you know that the sloppy and obscene black rat under Yan'er is the instrument spirit of this ten-grade magic weapon." When the bronze mirror was shattered, the whereabouts of this black rat were unknown, we all thought that it had fallen, and we didn't want to appear again after 10,000 years, and it was even more coincidental that it was the natal sword soul of Yan'er. ”

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