"Holy! Murderous! It's so brutal! ”

If you don't see it, when you see it, Bai Wuchang's heart is broken, and he exclaims: "How many people are there in ancient times? This time this son should be the most. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Jun Qianyan frowned and said, "How do you say it?" ”

Bai Wuchang put his hands on his hands and explained: "If the character is not good, if the character is not good, if the character is evil, if the character is not good, it will be evil!" Evil produces evil, evil produces evil, so there are clouds in ancient times. ”

"This son is the worst of the bad, the worst of the evil, the worst of the worst! If I were still working in the underworld, the nineteenth layer of hell would not have a place for him. ”

Jun Qianyan's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he said suspiciously: "Pangu opened the sky, Sanqing preached, the beginning of the flood and famine, divided into the three worlds of heaven, earth and man, and the earth is endless, it is eighteen, how can it be said that nineteen?" ”

Bai Wuchang shook his head and said: "Don't you hear it, the extremes of things will be reversed, otherwise the poles will come?" ”

Just about to show off, Hei Wuchang dismantled the stage and said: "Brother Jun, don't listen to him, this is what I unintentionally heard when Yan Jun was drunk." ”

Jun Qianyan smiled and motioned for him to continue. Bai Wuchang was not embarrassed, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, he cleared his throat, and continued: "Having said that, there are bad things, and there are good things about themselves, if... What if..."

"What if?"

"If this son practices the Demon Dao Exercises, his achievements in the future will be unpredictable."

Jun Qianyan looked deep in his eyes, and said for a while: "His path is a natural choice." ”

The three brothers rarely get together, set up a bonfire, drink spirits, recount yesterday's feelings, the rooster cries at dawn, and the black and white are impermanent to leave, and there is a lot of reluctance.

In the cave, gradually entering the dusk, one person and one son, accompanied by the dry lamp, under the candle, Jun Qianyan closed his eyes, meditated and contemplated, and realized the meaning of eternal reincarnation.

The trip of longevity, the journey of Tai'a, once a little bit, flowing in the heart, the combat power has not increased, but the harvest is a lot, grinding its inertia, strengthening its will, thoughts are like a tide, only the persistent face flickering under the candlelight.

The moon shadow is hazy, it seems to be different, under the moon, Zihuan came, wanted to enter the cave, but felt the inexplicable force in the cave pushed, but could not enter, very strange, but retreat.

The peak in the distance, cold eyes, dark clouds obscured the face, and retreated silently.

The cave was calm, Mengsheng was asleep, Jun Qianyan suddenly opened his eyes, like electricity passing through the sky, and said indifferently: "Take another step, death and life are conceited." ”

The demon lord has fallen, the demon world has collapsed, and the demons are dancing, who is peaceful? Nine secluded, Huangquan rises, the lonely palm will level ten thousand demons, wait for my lord, return to the Dragon Court!

The void trembled, and a person suddenly appeared, dressed in white and plain face, plump and handsome, walking out with his head held high, his left hand was exquisite, and his right hand was a fan of seven feelings, and he said calmly: "Your Excellency has such a keen intuition, and you deserve to be the person who the devil likes." ”

Jun Qianyan didn't get up, and said calmly: "The devil doesn't exist, only Mengsheng and me." "The other party can approach without the ghosts and gods knowing, and appear calmly, which is enough to learn what he can do.

Closing the paper fan lightly, the man in white smiled and said, "Dream life?" Nice name. ”

At the same time as the two were talking, Mengsheng had woken up, the other party leaned over to tease him, laughing, Mengsheng suddenly raised his right hand, pulled his sideburns, and kept moving.

The man was not angry, laughed it off, and quipped, "What a little naughty." ”

Playing and leaning less, Mengsheng fell asleep, everything on the other party, Jun Qianyan was in his eyes, and said: "If you want to take Mengsheng away, you need to rely on me for three things, otherwise, it will be difficult to obey." The other party is hidden, which proves that he is jealous. If you don't want to be good, you're a bargaining chip.

The man in white said, "You say." ”

"First, don't get involved in danger and keep it safe. Second, teach them well and protect them to become talents. Third, the things of life should not be tempted. ”

The man in white nodded and praised: "Not afraid of danger, wise and brave without yielding, worthy of great responsibility." ”

I saw him finger forehead, forehead colorful, colorful dragon, not into the dream of the eyebrows, and then bent his fingers and flicked, shot three wisps of yellow xia, drilled into Jun Qianyan's left arm, and said: "The printed name is Huangquan, it is a pro-creation of a peerless school, which can block you from three times of danger, the little lord's demon body has been sealed, ordinary people are no different, Wang'er treats him kindly, my name is far away, pause, thank you." "After speaking, resign.

The dilapidated martial arts building, Lao Bai looked at it, and said: "What a terrifying old monster, tricky, tricky." ”

Before the words fell, the white-clothed figure in the building appeared, and teased: "It's not a good habit to say bad things about people behind your back, but you and I are half a pound and eight taels, but I look younger." ”

"Humph!"

The old white nostrils were facing the sky, turning over and lying on his side, not to mention answering, sleeping on his back, and Sikong Yuan also disappeared.

The sky has not woken up, when I am sleeping, I am alone, I am proud of the frost, I am walking on the dew, the past scene, the love between master and apprentice, there are not many words, Mount Tai is light, and when I come to my hometown, there is no trace.

I don't feel that I have arrived in front of the pavilion, the flowers are still the same, the ancient medicine is flourishing, just like yesterday, meditating on my knees, meditating on life, the heart is quiet, and the people are quiet.

Feeling the rewards of heaven and earth, listening to the rhythm of all things, the scenery of mountains and rivers unconsciously emerges in front of you, the stream is murmuring, the rhythm of swimming fish, and the breeze and drizzle......

Blessing to the soul, the moment of enlightenment, the ancient medicine pavilion was born to turn the earth, with him as the center, the mysterious power emerged, a hundred flowers bloomed, delicate and gorgeous, the plants were new and green, quietly broke the ground, and breathed the breath of nature.

At this time, the sea and the sky are colorful, the morning light is out, and a ray of morning light is swaying, waking up the sleeping spirits.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he captured the wonder of heaven and earth, and there seemed to be all things growing in his eyes, and his tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and he spit out the words of the truth: "Sacrifice your body to seek the way to have a trace, and beg your brain to gouge out your body and make a vow." ”

The law of man is the way, the way is the law of heaven, and the law of heaven is natural.

Once enlightened, the Tao is completed.

In the past, he only sought the Tao in the flesh, and his mentality had not arrived, but now he is led by the Tao and devoted himself to the Tao, which naturally comes naturally, and his combat power has not increased, and his influence will be huge in the future.

Outside the Ancient Medicine Pavilion, the young man stood silently, once an enemy, and now it is difficult to look at his back, as close as a moat, after sighing, he retreated silently, it turned out that he had never entered his world at all, he had no one in his eyes, he had ambitions higher than the sky, he had ...... His name is Gao Pengfei.

Zihuan was in the Purple Pole Palace, restless, frowning, and his melancholy color was exposed: "The demon posture is not tolerated, how peaceful is the fairy gate?" What should I do? ”

Trimming flowers and cutting grass, cultivating soil and fertilizing, such as southern yam farmers, happy and happy, busy until noon, Fang Hui, dreaming and smiling happily, Deacon Zhou's delicate thoughts, baby supplies, are all ready.

Situ Yuan's seal is indeed profound, and there is no doubt that Mengsheng can't detect any clues, and he occasionally explores Zihuan, and his heart gradually settles down.

Time is like water, passing gently, in the blink of an eye is March, gradually entering the late autumn, the fallen leaves are drifting, the scenery is old, unconsciously, a little more melancholy, a little less detached.

Dream birthday gradually grows, the skin is moist like grease, smooth and tender like silk, the eyes are as bright as the moon, the black silk is like ink spots, the charm of the sky is beautiful, and the suspicious immortal has fallen into the mortal world.

The life of Xianmen is light and long, quiet and long.

After a long life, the six of them became friends and had many contacts.

Abandon distracting thoughts and be sincere.

Looking at the sky, the bright moon hangs high, cold and lonely, there is a shadow in the moon, weak and pitiful, looking at the land of Jingchu, leaving people for a long time, even if you become an immortal?

Love is not extinguished, thoughts are indecisive, who will untie the shackles in his heart? The road is long, the old people are scattered, where is the pain in the heart? Sauvignon Blanc, Sinan Country, sideburns are frosted, covered in snow, drunk lying by the cliff bridge.

After late autumn, the leaves are scattered, and only a thousand piles of snow are seen. On the lonely cliff, the snow-white figure stands proudly, the north wind rises, blowing a few strands of silver hair, poetic and picturesque.

"Isn't it elegant to enjoy the snow in early winter?"

Not with the times, not with the cold, the prosperity and withering, only my heart is dead.

Suddenly, Qing Lang poem, Jun Qianyan hugged Mengsheng, and sighed in the wind: "You are really difficult, you can't hide anywhere." Although he refused to speak, he was full of smiles.

Behind Xiucai, a cunning figure sprang out, as fast as a spirit monkey, several ups and downs had reached the side, flying over, and the snow did not touch his body. Tong Tianzhen said: "Haha, Xiaomengmeng, I came to see you again, do you remember me?" ”

Two beautiful shadows also came together, the first person on the left, the robe, the bun, the dust, the shoes, the standard Taoist dress, born with a lot of plans, partial and not like to plan, where does the plan come from, hidden in the chest.

The first person on the right, green silk brocade, tied his hair around his waist, and crossed the autumn water with a long sword. There is a beautiful woman tonight, holding a sword and dancing lightly, and her name is the crown of the ancient world, He Xun Gongsun's family.

Friends gathered, only one person was left, Jun Qianyan said: "What about Yanmad? ”

Yao Xiuyi grinned and said: "No, the big competition in the sect is approaching, and Lao Yan doesn't know which evil wind he has smoked, so he will close it to death." Although he said that he was light, he could feel another hidden taste.

"Dobby?"

Thoughts go away, looking at the wind and snow in the distance.

There is a shadow in the wind, love is burning in the snow, the ancient moon sword sect, in the ice and snow, a sassy beauty, plain hair and bun, white clothes and body, holding a spear, sometimes running dragon snakes, sometimes rejuvenating, gun painting ten thousand cold stars, gun flowers, snowflakes, it is really difficult to distinguish.

Why do beauties need rouge? Women are especially better than bearded eyebrows! The Nangong girl under the embroidered door has a clean atmosphere for thousands of miles.

Looking at it from afar in the wind, sighing lightly in the snow, the meaning is the same: "You, are you okay?" ”

"One person dances a gun, how can he be lonely." The person under the mountain, walking with his head held high, is handsome and handsome, and his appearance is extraordinary.

Nangong Feixue didn't look back, still dancing with a gun, and said: "You still have a fan on a cold day, you are not afraid of the cold." ”

Chu Guannan was not embarrassed, closed the paper fan lightly, floated up the mountain, and said with a smile: "Accompanied by beauty, freezing is also at ease." ”

"Huh."

The spear turned, the road turned, and the sharp pointed at Chu Guannan.

There is a pavilion in the mountain, a tea case in the pavilion, although the wind and snow are big, there is no snow in the pavilion, in the face of the sudden attack, he seems to be unconscious, pointing to pick the teapot, the pot is slightly tilted.

"The Great Competition of the Five Elements Sword Sect, specially invited to observe the ...... of all factions"

The gun came to his eyes, the water entered the teacup, and the fragrance overflowed, Chu Guannan continued: "The tea should be hot, and if it is cold, it will lose its taste." ”