Returned to the sect, met Yuan Tu by chance, killed Yu Hengchun in an instant, killed the middle-aged in gray clothes, was tested by Wan Changqing, selected for ten seats, became the captain of the seventh squad of the dark crow, and finally met the Yin Eclipse King.

It seems that there are many things, but in fact, there are only the last three things that are really worth paying attention to and thinking about.

The first is the battle for 10 seats, which is the most important. In a sense, it is about whether he can jump out of the chessboard as soon as possible and get rid of the fate of a chess piece. It's just that risks and opportunities go hand in hand, and at present, until further information is received, this matter is still pending in his mind.

The second is to become the captain of the seventh team of the crows, which is not too troublesome. Whether it's subduing withered cherry blossoms or wild trees, he knows it all in his heart. A few months ago, he was still in the Qi Refining Realm and was able to defeat the withered cherry blossoms, but after a few months, his strength increased greatly, and it was naturally easier to deal with the withered cherry blossoms and wild trees.

However, there are only three members of the seventh team, including him, some of them are too few, and once they encounter some difficult tasks, I am afraid it will be very troublesome. Secondly, he is also a little concerned about the next task of the dark crow, after all, if he encounters the task of intercepting and killing Guo Zhiwen again, it will simply force people to death.

Third, it was the appearance of the Eclipse King, and the other party's blockade today seemed to be just a small warning, and he quickly retreated, and there was no follow-up action to follow.

But it is not a threat to him, the threat already knows his true identity, and once he also participates in the battle for ten seats, will the other party shake his bottom out of the outside, in Shang Luo's point of view, the possibility is probably very large, and if his bottom is really exposed to the four major forces of the Ancient **** Sect, the Nine Demon Palace, and even the Ancient Demon Sect, I am afraid that there will be big trouble in the near future.

This is back to the original point, because if you want to get rid of these troubles, becoming ten seats and breaking through the cave realm with himself is one of the best solutions.

The former symbolizes power, and the latter symbolizes power.

Power and power have been the only way to avoid disputes since ancient times.

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In the blink of an eye, seven days later.

On the surrounding plains beyond the ninth layer of the White Bone Dao Abyss, an azure lake was embedded in the earth like a blue treasure mountain.

The clouds are like smoke, and the rain is like scattered silk.

The fine smoke woven by the rain silk flooded the shore, with a poetic sense that was completely different from the temperament of the White Bone Road.

On the big blue lake, circles of ripples ripple as dense raindrops fall.

In the smoke and rain, you can vaguely see painting boats and building boats.

On one of the small boats, the red sleeves deal with all kinds of chores, add fragrance and grind by hand, and Anzhi is fascinated by the smoke and rain on the deck, only Tinglan pulls the little guy to run and jump.

The lacquer-like eyes are rolling straight, revealing a touch of cunning and agility, but it is the little guy Le Qinyao on the side, blinking cutely, with a little face, faintly resisting, but this resistance is not violent, like a self-struggle between wanting to play and not playing.

Perhaps it was because he witnessed the tragic death of his relatives in front of him, the little guy is usually extremely well-behaved and restrained, and if he is a little troubled, he will be like a frightened little beast.

She doesn't like to talk either, and she's been studying with Tian Xiang in a diligent and selfless attitude for the past week, and in addition to studying, her favorite thing is to sit in the dark in a daze.

Shang Luo could feel that what she actually wanted to learn was cultivation, but she had to say that the physical cultivation was too hard, and the qi cultivation was hindered by her lack of Dao and her inability to practice.

"Rest today, play in peace. ”

In the cabin, Shang Luo, who was practicing calligraphy, stopped the ink pen in his hand, suddenly raised his head, and said softly.

The turmoil on the lake had been filtered by the spiritual power shield that shrouded him in the boat, and it had turned into a warm breeze, and the breeze blew and blew his green shirt to hunt.

Le Qinyao's little face panicked, not only did she not let go to play, but silently entered the cabin, sat on the couch, picked up a small brush, and practiced calligraphy with some difficulty.

The wind rustled on the windows of the ship with a drizzle.

Shang Luo frowned slightly, a little unable to understand the little guy's thinking.

In fact, speaking of which, he wants this little guy to spend his life happily and peacefully, let Tian Xiang teach her something, and also want to make her life more fulfilling, instead of spending his life in shallow ignorance, but now he is doing it, how does it seem that the little guy is more miserable than the elementary school monks in his previous life.

After practicing the words again, Anzhi sent the fish tart, which was dipped in seasoning by pieces of thin wisps of fish tart, and the extreme deliciousness of the fish bloomed on the tip of the tongue.

Shang Luo ate a few slices and didn't eat more, he preferred dishes with a fireworks flavor to fish tart. The fish is very exquisite, it's okay to try it, but he's a little tired of eating more.

Inside the building, the fragrance of wine, flowers, fruits, and daughters lingered, and in a sense, such a luxurious life is also one of the meanings of his cultivation.

Isn't life because it is interesting and nourishing that some people want to live forever?

Those ascetics who cultivate simply for the sake of immortality are admirable for their dedication to the path, but when they are truly immortal, such people will have all kinds of unpredictable changes due to the emptiness of their lives, such as entering demons.

Picking up a yellowed scroll on the long case, Shang Luo flipped through the place where the bookmark was inserted, and studied it carefully.

All kinds of contents are like a meandering river flowing in his heart, and he has benefited a lot unconsciously.

This ancient book, which is not only known as "Records of the Empty Collection", can be regarded as a historical book that records the vicissitudes of the thousand-year history of the Kongzang Mountain, but also can be regarded as an autobiography of the old man of the Empty Treasure to describe his life.

Since the old man of Kongzang refined this book into a magic weapon, it is true, the book is not thick, and it is only a finger thick.

But when it really looks like this book, the thickness of this book is unimaginable to ordinary people.

The history of thousands of years and the experience of the old man in the empty collection are engraved in this book, which seems to be meager, but in fact, if you talk about the number of words, this book is measured in hundreds of millions.

As the vast records continued to be recorded in Shang Luo's heart, his understanding of the Empty Hidden Mountain became deeper and deeper, and the many thoughts in his heart became clearer and clearer.

"Whew. ”

After practicing the three characters, the little guy Le Qinyao breathed a sigh of relief, gently put the brush in his little hand on the pen stand, and stretched a little lazy.

Because when she was in Da Luomen, she had her grandfather's favor for her, yes, since she was a child, learning and practicing were voluntary by her, and she didn't learn many words because of this, but these days, Sister Tianxiang taught her hundreds of words, but she was tired a lot.

Holding the little cheeks, the little guy looked at his brother two meters away, his big black eyes blinked, that thin yellow booklet, she had seen her brother read it for many days, why did his brother, who used to be able to read several books a day, read this yellow booklet for so long?

The little guy was stunned and thought with some curiosity.