Chapter 41: The Peak of Life

Qin Danjia is enthusiastic and lively, Shi Gang looks loyal and honest, Wei Chao always has a smile on his face, his peach blossom eyes are raised, and he is handsome and amorous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Wu Feiyang stood there expressionlessly, without saying a word, full of cold male gods, compared to Wei Chao's smiling face, it seemed a little unkind. Di Zhenggu is rich in shape, but he has excellent affinity, he can say a few words to anyone, and Wu Feiyang's stiff-faced patients can also say a few words, and Qing Zhi defines ten thousand oil gold for her.

Qin Danjia and Di Zhenggu sang and Qingzhi together, and they thought this combination was quite interesting.

A bell rang in the square, and the noisy crowd fell silent. The Yuanying monk wears a wooden hairpin on his head, the crane hair is childish, the eyes are bright, the feet step on the auspicious clouds and rise into the air, the back seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth, infiltrating into the vast sky, and the elegant state of the immortals is fully displayed.

Qing Zhi bowed her head with everyone, and there was also a great power when Haoran Sect set off, it was too far away, it was the first time she saw Yuanying Monk so closely, and sure enough, her temperament was fairy, and she thought of the demon, what kind of cultivation is this guy? Qingzhi estimates that eighty percent is an old monster with little fresh meat.

The old man glanced at everyone and said, "Welcome to my Xuede Zhai, the old man has received the exact news that the Xiaoyao Villa was closed ahead of schedule because the Demon Realm people pretended to be human monks to enter, destroying the enchantment and causing damage to the formation." ā€

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion below, Demon Cultivator? It is said that it has been sealed in the land of bone erosion tens of thousands of years ago, could it be that the demon cultivator has found a way to break the seal?

Xuedezhai is a special category in the sect, they rely on comprehending verses to comprehend the aura of heaven and earth and cultivate the exercises. This kind of cultivation does not need to be good or bad in the spiritual root, as long as you have a good ability to comprehend knowledge and have a good sense of spiritual energy, you can cultivate. The most important thing is that this place is located in the southwest, and the Haoran Sect is located in the northeast, separated by the Kyaukhai Sea, and it will take at least half a year to fly back. The Qi training period can live to be 150 years old, the foundation building can live to be 300 years old, and when you reach Jindan, it is 1,000 years, the Yuan Infant is 3,000 years, the Shen Transformation period is five years, and the Tribulation Period is endlessly close to the immortals, and it is no longer possible to express the life span simply by numbers. Qing Zhi knew that half a year was almost in the blink of an eye, but she didn't realize that she was a monk at all. He also muttered in a very slight voice: "Why don't you go back?" What a waste of life! ā€

"You're really ambitious." A lazy and seductive voice sounded.

This seductive voice interrupts the contemplation, why is it so familiar? The corners of Qingzhi's lips opened slightly, and she said incredulously: "Senior? ā€

The voice of this sentence was not small, and the monks beside him looked sideways, Qin Danjia quietly pulled down the hem of Qing Zhi's clothes, and Qing Zhi hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be honest.

Yuanying Monk said, "Everyone, you can go back to the sect to inquire about specific matters. Let's count the number of fellow monks first, and then report it to the patrol monks, and I will send someone to contact you. A rest room has been arranged in Xuede Zhai, so let's rest for a few days and return to the sect! ā€

After speaking, the old man drifted away, and the voice of the following discussion sounded again.

The six of Qingzhi didn't have the heart to participate in the discussion, so they searched for no fellow monks, reported the number to the patrol monks, and several people were brought to a courtyard. The pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard are scattered, and there is also a control of the playoff formation, and the flowers are beautiful. Qing Zhi glanced at it casually and picked a more remote room to enter.

"Senior, are you still there?" Qing Zhi held Xiao Ye in his hand, and shouted 10,000 words in his heart, he was not there.....

"Hmm." Jun Wuwu turned into a figure, looked around the room and raised his feet to look at the more pleasing carved bed, he didn't know how to lie down politely, the fluffy mattress made his phoenix eyes squint slightly, and he raised his head slightly to reveal his white neck, his long hair was loose and drooping, and the black of ink and the whiteness of Ruyu were superimposed, and he looked seductive.

Qing Zhi subconsciously covered her eyes, impulsively making people commit crimes, is this Ren Jun's picking posture like that? No, this is her room. The speed of the palm sliding down is obviously much sharper than when it goes up, and the curved and bright eyes are unblinking, and he stumbles and says: ".. Former... Have you always been there? ā€

Jun Wuwu glanced at her obliquely, turned his body sideways, and the placket of his chest was wrinkled, revealing a large piece of white jade-like delicate skin, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have an opinion?" ā€

Qing Zhi's eyes didn't blink in appreciation, "Don't dare!" ā€

Jun Wuwu looked down along the line of sight, and also noticed that the range of movements was greater.

The blood on the top of her head surged, Qing Zhi's face turned red, and this demon was directly taken off. He cleared his throat and said, "I thought you were busy. ā€

"It's okay! But you're kind of interesting. ā€

"Interesting?" Qing Zhi didn't quite understand what he was saying.

"Then the happy thing may have something to do with the upper realm." Jun Wuwu's tone was relaxed, as if he was saying that the weather was good today.

"The Upper Realm? Senior, you know the things of the upper realm. ā€

Jun Wuwu immediately withdrew the ribbon, as if insulted, and said in a bad tone: "You are unproductive, what is the great thing in the upper realm." ā€

Qing Zhi was dumbfounded, is she only practicing qi? The upper realm is to become an immortal, how can you have a chance? "Senior, who are you?"

"I'm the pinnacle you'll never reach in your life." Jun Wuwu was too lazy to look at her childish provocation, took out the fruit, and the aura in the room was wanton, click and gnaw.

"And how many tops do you have?" Qing Zhi's big eyes widened, this guy is waiting for a day sooner or later!

A fruit was destroyed and thrown at the feet of the little girl, and Jun Wuwu saw that she was angry and did not dare to resist, but he could calculate his bad breath. "So-so, you're all going to have to look up to me at this interface anyway." Stared at Qing Zhi with a little excitement, wanting to see her rejection and regret it.

The demon is indeed very mysterious, and she cannot detect its existence. But his words Qingzhi has reservations, Meitian is angry and resentful in line with the setting of immortals, but this bad character is going to die, his temper is stinky hair, and he has a childish little drama from time to time, how is he like an immortal? The key is that the demon is really an immortal, isn't she an idiot if she refuses at the beginning? One step to the top, the old lady is still arguing with you again. The smile on his face was even better, and the words he said were hypocritical, "The predecessor is really a master." ā€

Jun Wuwu stared at her for a long time, and he could see that he was perfunctory with a little eyesight, but he didn't believe him? The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and the coercion was unconsciously released.

Qing Zhi's legs trembled, and she didn't understand which of the demons was wrong. Evenly, he said, "Before... Seniors, there are others in the yard. ā€

Jun Wuwu reflected at this time, Qingzhi's forehead was bruised, cold sweat flowed, and one leg couldn't support half kneeling on the ground. Jun Wuwu hurriedly put away the coercion, as if explaining and explaining: "I have set up a formation, and no one will notice it." ā€