Chapter 213: Barren Mountain Inheritance
On the same day, Yao Li's young genius who fought at the foot of the barren mountain in the Tianxia Academy was not afraid of the wheel battle at all, and with one finger, he crushed the pride of the young geniuses one by one, creating the reputation of the barren mountain senior brother who was invincible in the same realm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The distance between the Barren Mountain Academy and the Tianxia Academy is not far, only a finger's length.
Li Yuanqi scoffed at this: "A group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp are all useless fools!" One finger, hmph, this god son broke ten of your fingers! Avoid without fighting? Hmph, did you avoid it? ”
In an inconspicuous house in Chang'an City, Wu Tianfang, dressed in a black robe, sat on a chair, and opposite stood a man who was nearly two feet tall but extremely thin, also dressed in black, but his face was deeply hidden in the cloak.
"Why are you looking for me?" The tall and thin man asked, his voice deep and his tone trembling slightly.
"Anyway, I'm also your father, whether you recognize it or not!" Wu Tianfang replied casually and relaxedly.
"Why don't you die!" The tall and thin man suddenly cursed with infinite hatred.
"Hmph, if you didn't make a decision for your father back then, how could you be what you are today! When I saw you, I just wanted to tell you that my father is back, and what I have lost for so many years should also be returned, remember that your surname is Li! ”
Wu Tianfang stood up from the chair, snorted coldly, and walked towards the door after speaking, and when he crossed the threshold, he paused and said, "Your mother has been taken to the house by me!" ”
After Wu Tianfang finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and left, leaving the tall and thin man standing silently in the house, and did not leave for a long time.
Taibai Building, among the private rooms
"It really only took one finger?" Haozong, who was dressed in casual clothes, frowned, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked.
The old eunuch standing beside him bowed his body, carefully poured Haozong full of wine, and stood respectfully beside Haozong, and Houcai opened his mouth and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, as far as the old slave knows, it is true!" ”
"So there are really a few brushes in this medicine, this time the fat man is so hard, is it, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, I'm a little moved!"
Haozong took a sip of wine, and then drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, felt the spiciness, and said with a regretful face, but a cigarette was hovering in his hand.
"Do you need an old slave?" the old eunuch asked, hunched over and without saying a word.
"No, the big picture is important!" Haozong waved his hand, said very seriously, took a sip of wine, put down the wine glass, and continued to ask: "Old eight, how is that side?" ”
Chang'an City, inside the Thousand Buddha Temple
"Master, the old monk of the Western Regions is now in the barren mountain, should we start?" The middle-aged man in his forties stood and gave a sense of stability as a rock, and asked respectfully.
"Barren Mountain? Can't move, and no one dares to move! This is where Ye Liansheng's confidence lies, and it is also the foundation of the barren mountains that have stood in the world for thousands of years! ”
"Master felt the heavenly opportunity, and saw a black shadow descending from the west, the left hand side was as dark as ink, and the right hand side was boundless Buddha light, I thought it was a warning from the Buddha, and the lotus brother who was one of the Buddha and the devil was still in the world, but I didn't expect it to be a dream in the end!"
"Recently, all the immortal sects have gathered in Chang'an City, something big will happen, a barren mountain senior brother is just an introduction, closely monitor their every move, send a letter to the mountain, for the master to feel that Ye Liansheng went down the mountain this time is extraordinary! I'm tired of being a teacher, go ahead! ”
After the old monk finished speaking, he coughed weakly a few times, gradually closed his eyes, stopped speaking, and the middle-aged man who was as steady as a rock left silently.
Conspiracy grows in the invisible corner, like an invisible net over everyone's head, and when it is suddenly discovered, it is found that the person is already in the net.
Intrigues, everywhere.
Yaoli, who swept across the same realm with one finger, was not complacent, but there was still a sneaky snicker.
However, Yao Li felt deep fear in the midst of secretly snickering, the runes that fixed everyone were just a corner of the walls of the Dragon Palace, not even one percent. Thinking of the runes on the entire wall, Yao Li forgot to smile.
Yao left the barren mountain, and after a few hours in the smoke house, he changed into a heavenly witch robe, carried a real dragon gun, and disappeared alone on the streets of Chang'an City.
On the barren mountain, in the wooden building with the oil lamp lit, Xiao Xiaolin held a grasshopper woven from grass in his hand, woke up from his contemplation, and muttered to himself: "Dead fat man, what are you going to do?" A living brother is definitely more useful than a dead one."
Chang'an City, the imperial study of the imperial palace
"Your Majesty, forgive the old slave for being stupid, what kind of medicine is sold in Ye Liansheng's gourd?" The gray-haired old eunuch stood respectfully behind Emperor Haozong and asked suspiciously.
Emperor Haozong held the dragon pen in his hand and concentrated on writing the last word, and said with great joy: "Medicine, it is nothing more than poison and antidote!" Poison can kill and save people, and antidote can save and kill! ”
The gray-haired old eunuch was silent for a while, as if he was thinking, and he was dying thinking about something else.
"Let them toss, it doesn't matter anyway!" Emperor Haozong saw that the old eunuch was silent for a while, and added, by the way, he picked up the cigarette on the bookcase, put it on his nose and smelled it, with a look of enjoyment.
The inheritance of the barren mountain is not in the barren mountain, but in the poor Ze thousands of miles away, the poor Ze? The turtle king eight mung beans will not be the mule's hometown, Yaoli has a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
Poor Ze is a swamp, a dead land, and a Jedi, so it is also called the death swamp.
Qianze is located in the west of Qiongze City, which is thousands of miles away from Chang'an City, with a radius of thousands of miles and sparsely populated for thousands of years. It is said that a thousand years ago, the poor land was a land of abundant materials, but it was reduced to a dead land due to a great war a thousand years ago.
The poor land is composed of two parts, the red land and the swamp, the red land is located in the periphery of the poor river, with a radius of about 6,000 miles, and it is endless.
The flames spewed from the center of the earth are not extinguished all year round, and not a single inch of grass grows, but there are countless poisonous insects and beasts, buried deep in the ground in groups, making people unguardable.
The swamp is located in the interior of the poor plain, with a radius of almost 4,000 miles, and the branches of the swamp river are as dense as hair, and there are countless swamp pits that do not know the depth.
The giant trees are towering to the sky, the water and grass are excessive, the rain is continuous, the ghost wind is gusting, the methane gas is pervasive all the year round, and there are many filthy things such as yin spirits and ghosts, which are dedicated to fascinating people's minds and souls, and enter ten of them and nine mournings.
After the medicine soul withdrew from the jade slip and put the jade slip into the bone ring, he thought in his heart what kind of anti-heaven exercise the inheritance of the barren mountain was, so that he could be worthy of his thousands of miles of travel, and in the end, he would not draw water in a bamboo basket and get back a mule, right?
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A small head came out from under the curtain of the carriage and barked twice like a dog.
"The turtle king eight mung beans, after drinking two mouthfuls of dog milk, he really thinks he is a dog, out of breath! You're a wolf, not a dog! ”
Yaoli raised his hand and gave the little wolf a chestnut date, and said helplessly and indignantly, and the little wolf continued to snort and puff twice because of the pain, expressing his protest, but his voice was much quieter.
"If you have milk, you are the mother's master, and you don't have meat to eat today!"
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