Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info in the ruined temple of the barren mountains and mountains, a group of old people or meditate cross-legged, meditate with their eyes closed, or look out the window, drink spirits, and their expressions are different and different;

There are only three little guys listening to the story, with a posture of unfinished;

Guiltless and tearless looked left and right, big smart eyes turned around, looking for the next target;

Nameless did frown slightly, looking contemplatively, looking up at Xuan Yan with puzzled eyes;

"Nameless!

Xuan Nan's eyes looked at Nameless kindly, and he opened his mouth in a soft voice that meant something;

"Disciple, thank you, Uncle Xuannan!"

The nameless hand twisted the sword finger on his chest, and the sword pointed at the sky and bowed slightly, bowing respectfully to Xuan Nan;

"What happened to Zuo Ci, who was reincarnated by the butterfly demon?"

Xuan Nan smiled indifferently and explained in a soft voice full of respect;

"Zuo Ci! is a famous celestial master in the Three Kingdoms period, born in the Danding lineage, is Ge Xuan's master, proficient in Xuanmen magic, with a peerless illusion, and later refined into the Nine Turns Immortal Pill in Huoshan, after taking it, he became an immortal and ascended to the immortal realm!"

Nameless tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked again;

"Could it be that later the Black Dragon Ao Li told the Forgetful Patriarch about the reincarnation of the butterfly demon, and this matter will be recorded in the Forgetful Ancestor's Heavenly Master Codex?"

Xuan Nan stroked his palms and laughed, praising repeatedly;

"That's right! Nameless is really gifted, his understanding is amazing, he will be successful in cultivating one day, and he may be able to become an immortal, soar to the immortal realm, and be at ease from now on!"

Xuanxu, who is a contemporary instrument master of the hidden world celestial master, is quite fond of the three little guys, knowing that he can't hide, he simply waved at the three little guys generously, and called them to him in a kind and kind whisper;

"Nameless!No guilt!No tears!Uncle Xuanxu is here, come here, I'm not as petty as a few old guys, don't I just tell a story to the children, one by one, they still push back, I really rely on the old and sell the old!"

Xuan Xuan took a sip of old wine with a proud face, and took the opportunity to laugh at other old ways;

"Humph!"

As soon as Xuan Nan heard this, he pretended to be dissatisfied and snorted coldly, his face was instantly covered with dark clouds, and the sky outside the window was already emitting a misty light, plus these old Taoist priests were not ordinary people, all of them had cultivated in their bodies, so they naturally saw Xuan Nan's face clearly;

"What's the matter? Brother Xuannan, am I not right?"

Xuan Xuan pretended to be a posture, did not show weakness, and a posture of committing the following crimes, not that he was strong in cultivation, nor that he was bold, nor that he was at odds with Xuan;

On the contrary, the time that their brothers and sisters have been together for far more than a year, and they know each other's personalities well, and they are not really angry, and occasionally frolicking, which is a kind of fun to pass the time in their old age;

Xuan Yan suddenly got up, strode towards Xuan Xuan with a huff, and looked like I was going to be mad, and the three little guys were silent;

But Xuan Xuan didn't care at all, he didn't even make a move to get up, he looked indifferent, and said to Xuan Xuan arrogantly: See what you can do to me?

The menacing Xuan Xuan approached step by step, quickly crossed the three little guys who took the initiative to get out of the way, walked quickly to Xuan Xu, stared at Xuan Xuan with anger on his face, and after a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and popped out a few words from his mouth;

"Okay, you are a mysterious old man! How can you say that I am also your senior brother, you dare to make fun of me, it is simply angry with me, is it unbearable!"

The old god was there, and when he heard the mysterious words and tone, and then looked at his expression of blowing his beard and glaring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart, and secretly muttered to himself: Did he really hit the muzzle of the gun and said something that should not be said;

Just when Xuan Xuan secretly recalled and was a little at a loss, Xuan Nan took advantage of Xuan Xu's stunned kung fu to attack him, stretched out his right hand like lightning, and snatched the wine gourd in Xuan Xu's hand in the blink of an eye, with a wicked smile on his face;

"Hahaha... Facts have proved that Jiang is still old and spicy, I just rely on the old and sell the old, what can you do to me?"

Xuan Nan took advantage of Xuan Xu's efforts before he could react, and floated back without hesitation, and fought back triumphantly;

"Drinking my Baihua Brew, and making fun of me in front of the juniors, from now on, you don't want to drink another drop of my Baihua Brew! Unless, you beg me! Hehe..."

When Xuanxu heard this, he immediately regretted it, and secretly scolded himself for being in the trouble again, but he didn't care about retreating as advancing, and even took the opportunity to involve the three little guys who were watching the excitement on the sidelines;

"No name, no guilt! No tears! You see, Uncle Xuanxu, in order to let you listen to the story, in order to let them tell you the story, now you don't even have to drink wine, you say, is your Uncle Xuanxuan stingy!"

The three little guys glanced at each other, you look at me, I look at you, staring at Xuanxu with big eyes, and then looking at Xuanxu very tacitly, nodding in unison, and then turning their eyes to the complacent Xuanxuan, the milky voice is for Xuanxu, and the one who is unanimous for Xuanxu is upset;

"Uncle Xuannan is careful, relying on the old and selling the old stingy ghost!"

As soon as Xuan Nan heard this, he changed his face faster than turning a book, just like changing his face in Peking Opera, he instantly looked at a few little guys with a look of grievance, and opened his mouth to defend with a serious face;

"Don't listen to your Uncle Xuanxu's nonsense, you can hear these stories, count me the most, I told you stories for a long time, your mouth is dry, can't you drink wine to moisten your throat? Besides, this wine is still made by me!"

The three simple-minded, heartless little guys were suddenly speechless by the words of Xuan, and their eyes turned to the stunned Xuanxu with a slight look of help and hidden doubts;

"Senior Brother Xuannan! You are ruthless! If you have the ability, don't look for me to refine the weapon for you! Hmph!"

Xuanxu looked like I don't want to deal with you, turned his head pretendly, and waved at the three little guys;

"Come on! Come and sit down! Uncle Xuanxu will tell you a story, although it may not be like some old Taoist priests, it may not be able to tell it stinky and long, but Uncle Xuan assures you that it is definitely more wonderful than the old man who relies on the old and sells the old!"

For the three little guys, it is naturally great to have stories to listen to to satisfy their curiosity about the unknown, so they set off together, according to their words and deeds, and sat cross-legged in front of Xuanxu, sitting in a row, looking at Xuanxu with anticipation;

Xuanxu's personality is free and easy, and he is not verbose when he sees this, he coughs lightly twice, clears his throat, and tells the story with a serious face;

"It is said that when I was looking for the Origin Spirit Stone back then, the person who went to find the Origin Spirit Stone in my vein was the disciple of the Ancestor of Suppression of Crime, the Forgotten Ancestor, and he went to the desert that was inaccessible and boundless..."