(Thank you for the song classmates, Xia Worm_ Yubing classmates, and Drunken Dance Qingying classmates for their rewards~!) Thank you for the autumn rainforest classmates and the night moon classmates for the pink~! Thank you for the evaluation votes~! O(∩_∩)O~ I don't know if you understand what I wrote, Yiyi's classmates were erased for a moment to remember this paragraph, this god stick is actually a very key person~! Then, about the war between magic and Xiuzhen, it's also very important not to write, but everyone doesn't want to read it, and I don't write it in too much detail~~~~)

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There were nine more tortoise shells in front of me.

There was a little more solemnity in the expression of the ink-dyed clothes.

There are often many things that can be seen from the details, such as the nine tortoise shells in front of her, which seem to be ordinary and unremarkable, without half a trace of treasure light, but the moment they appeared, the entire square circle of air flow was frozen in an instant, as if she was taken to another space, a space presided over by a tortoise shell.

Obviously, in the field of vision, the scenery has not changed at all, but this feeling is never wrong, she has been pulled into her realm by Helena, and she has also entered her deep consciousness, it is this mysterious and mysterious, indescribable feeling.

She is now like an outsider who has broken into the tortoiseshell realm, and the amazing thing is that she clearly knows that these nine tortoiseshells belong to the mysterious old man in the wooden house, but there is no other existence in her consciousness, only tortoiseshells and ...... She.

The shape of these nine tortoise shells is extremely irregular, with different lengths, sizes, and unevenness, as if there is an invisible thread that connects them, and from any angle, they are a single whole.

On the tortoise shell, crawling with dense lines, she looked at it fixedly, and she was not confused, and stumbled in a trance. Almost didn't stand firm.

The Lingtai is becoming clearer and clearer. I didn't dare to look at it anymore, but the lines on the tortoise shell kept coming to mind, and the more I thought about it, the more familiar it became.

Her fingers unconsciously traced the lines on it, and when these lines formed on her fingertips, Mo Dye Yi suddenly realized something, and her eyes widened suddenly. He took a few steps back, staring at the nine pieces of tortoise shell that were quietly suspended in mid-air.

It's runes!

Runes that come with her traversal welfare system!

The body suddenly felt cold, and the ink-dyed clothes suddenly had the illusion of being seen through and seen through, and something flashed in his mind. Mixed with nine pieces of tortoise shell, frantically interspersed and flashing.

She saw a fairy.

Accompanied by auspicious clouds, her body is like glass, flashing seven-colored fairy light, she walks leisurely in the sky, dancing with her sleeves, and flowers every step.

The fairy stopped and watched, as if she heard someone's call. Turn around.

Before she could see her face clearly, a light shot out from the fairy mark on the fairy's forehead, hitting her eyebrows.

Shocked!

After the fairy light disappeared, the ink dyed clothes vaguely saw a familiar face, and smiled at her. Calling a name.

She can't hear it!

But the familiar almost blurted out.

But the voice seemed to be imprisoned in his throat, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

The name...... The name......

What is it?

Mo Dye Yi felt that the name was very important to her, so important that her brain wanted to explode, and she stubbornly continued to think about it.

"Forget everything, can you cut off the front edge?" The old man's voice seemed to pass through time and space, imprinted directly in her mind, suddenly interrupting her unrelenting thoughts.

"Poof!" Ink-dyed clothes spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

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The ink-dyed clothes shook for a moment, and they didn't have time to think about it. I saw nine pieces of tortoise shells slowly rotating in mid-air.

And then the divination begins?

I don't know why. The aura driven by the nine pieces of tortoise shell made her feel familiar. Suddenly, she thought of something, opened her mouth in astonishment, and pointed to the tortoise shell with a look of surprise.

"Little friend remembered?" The old man in the wooden house said lightly: "It was indeed me who made a move that day, taking advantage of the opportunity of Butterfly Valley to add fuel to the fire, this is a trivial matter, just in time for the meeting, and the little friend doesn't have to take it to heart." ”

"The younger generation is ashamed, I don't know the grace of the seniors...... " She felt the moment the aura tide was interrupted that day, and the traces of the waves swept over again, even though the spiritual memory is not deep, the body is unusually familiar.

No wonder others have a hard time jumping in the first jump, but she can complete the double jump, it turns out that there are masters who are secretly helping.

"Say no more." The old man interrupted her suddenly, his voice was still calm and elegant, but Mo Dye Yi heard that he really didn't want to mention it again, so he quickly shut up obediently, in the heart of the master, maybe this is a trivial matter of raising his hand.

"Xiaoyou's achievements in the future are limitless, although the road is long and difficult, but you have the blessing of nobles, all the way!" Nine pieces of tortoise shell form a mysterious phalanx, and the ink-dyed clothes must be ...... I can't understand it, so I can only listen to the master's explanation.

Elegant?

The enemy is almost the same, she knows her own family affairs, the goddess of the night has countless enemies, people don't care about one of your three corpses, or the soul is still broken or something, she has received the inheritance of the dark godhead, received part of the memory of the goddess of the night and several main subordinates, has been fiercely labeled as the heir of the goddess, but the light god clan has not given up looking for her yet.

As for the fairy in front of her, if it weren't for the hatred of the world, how could she be thrown into the prison of the immortals.

How do you look at it, she is full of enemies, noble? What does it look like? Are you born now?

Well, she knows that most of the proverbs of the Divine Stick Flow are of the type of golden balm, but a simple sentence can disassemble countless possibilities, and a discerning person will also know that this path of cultivation is not easy to follow, and the nobles will bless you? Careful calculation, in fact, anyone can become a nobleman, for example, in the family she is blessed by her relatives, that is, a nobleman, in the sect, she is loved by the elders, and she is also a nobleman......

Of course, the last one may not be mentioned, and it feels a bit of a two-way statement.

When it comes to all the way, there are more possibilities.

It may be that it is cultivated, it is reflected in the realm, or it may be in other aspects, such as the refining weapon she studied, and it is more likely that it is a rune way, Wanxian Palace is a rune that started with runes, and is known for its abundance of runes, and it is a talisman on the cultivation star. More rigorous and thoughtful.

Every branch has the potential to be a green cloud. Let's see how you understand it.

After only one sentence of divination, the old man put away the tortoise shell.

I don't feel any regrets about the ink dyed clothes, and the master's god stick flow seems to be very uncultivated.

However, this senior's knowledge is real, and the ink dyeing clothes have gradually let go, whether it is in terms of cultivation or alchemy. and even hold power and handle things...... Masters can give extremely clever guidance, which has benefited her a lot.

Until sunset, the colorful glow is put away. The ink-dyed clothes were shocked by the passage of time, and they were very embarrassed to leave.

Walking all the way, Mo Dye Yi also felt incredible, she was never a good person to get along with, even if she hit it off with someone at first sight, she would not talk deeply, not to mention the senior master who visited her for the first time.

Come and think about it. It can only be a gentle and intimate relationship with that senior.

I can only sigh that temperament is such a thing, even if you don't meet and pass on the voice, it can be transmitted.

She didn't know that after she left, there was a red and black blood stain on the ground in front of the wooden house.

There was a long sigh from inside the hut, and the blood stain seemed to have been erased by something, as if it had never been there.

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Mo Dye Yi felt that after talking with the senior masters, he was refreshed, as if he had been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du. The whole world seems to be colorful and colorful, and the mind is clear, and many unresolved matters can be solved in three or two clicks.

The disciples of the battle hall felt that the commander had "vitality", an exclusive thing that young people have, and it was not at all like an old woman who was dozens of years old, and even roared and bombarded their fragile hearts.

"You're wearing tortoise plate armor, and you've become turtles? Move faster, and you'll die if you go faster?! ”

The slow movement was bitten out by the wolf fang and the princess one by one. Then he was brutally beaten by two little guys. Compared with the speed of the Ice Wind Demon Wolf, is it really painful!

The disciples who arranged the sparring were frantically fighting each other. Every move and style brings up the afterimage of the Dao......

"Where do you stab you? Do you understand the critical attack? Think about it with your elm heads, can it be the same to hurt your heart and lungs as you hurt your arms? ”

When the target was the talisman soldier refined by the commander, he was stabbed in the armpit by the sword, but he was actually very close to the vital heart, but the result was...... The surrounding runes rushed up together, the sword formation moved, and a howl that was higher than the last came from the array.

The disciple who entered the sword formation behind had a stern face, as if he had died of a relative, his body was like a flowing wind and did not touch the clouds, and he used the five big and three thick bodies to deduce what it means to be flexible, that is called a swift, that is called an elegant, the rune sword in his hand is like having eyes, if he doesn't make a move, he will hurt the sword!

"Bastard! Take care of your Heavenly Demon Worms, and then I can see whose worms are convenient anywhere, and swallow the excrement directly for me! ”

All the Zhantang disciples in the Butterfly Valley were as quiet as a cicada, and they received the Heavenly Demon Worm to seal the spirit ring, and walked away with their tails between them, and from then on, the Heavenly Demon Insects flying in the Butterfly Valley plummeted to single digits, and they were counted on two hands.

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The Lang Evil Sword Sect could not enter the territory of Thousand Cliff Mountain, but it did not affect their determination to be firm and unyielding against the hostile Hanyu Palace.

After the design of the framing failed, the Lang Evil Sword Sect regrouped and struck again.

The battle between the Xiuzhen Galaxy and the Magic Galaxy has become more and more intense, from the initial scattered operations to large-scale faction conflicts.

The cultivation threshold for participating in the battle monks is also getting higher and higher, and there is no return at all below the Yuan Infant.

The cannon fodder battle is basically over, and both sides have consumed a large number of low-strength personnel, but in fact they have not broken their bones.

This time, the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace's recruitment of Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators to the Star Field Battlefield was a precursor to the fierce collision of the two behemoths. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )