"Holy!"

Shower slapped his knees with one hand in boredom, and stood near Xiaopenglai with a sad expression, sitting high on a secluded eaves at night, watching the lights shine, waiting for someone who had been moving from time to time recently. The reason why he obediently followed Qu Shitu's advice was mostly because of his trust in his brother Du Fanglin. Since returning to the Central Plains, the life of the Heaven Casting Hand has been almost as plain as water, and it is not as pleasant as racing against alien beasts in the Northern Wilderness.

"Let me come here, but don't let people do it. I don't know what to say, but I still have to wait for someone, Du A Chunqiu, you are really getting more and more unhappy! Lao Tie was in a very unhappy mood.

The sword has been stained with blood, and the sword intent that has been suppressed for many years is awakening little by little.

The wind agitated Qiu Yi to blow away the animal hair on the cuffs, and Shower Yusheng couldn't suppress the sword intent that was getting closer and closer to the sharp around him, so he had to leave Xiao Penglai and retreat a mile back. Even if it is just a bladeless sword, it is already like a sleeping beast, and the beast chooses people to devour, just to see who the unlucky person is.

For example, the gloom of the dark dust.

The young-looking black-haired man with deep eyebrows pushed open the window, swept the broad cloak adorned with brown feathers on his shoulders, and took one last look at the sleeping figure in the bed behind him, and suddenly jumped into the night sky, quietly advancing along the eaves, and soon left Xiao Penglai and headed east. As a killer, the gloomy dark dust originally received an order that he could not refuse, which was to travel hundreds of miles through the night, and rush to a place called the Youquan Forest before dawn on the second day, and kill a person carrying a candle lamp.

As a result, halfway through, he had already felt the sword intent that invaded the bloodline with the wind, and his steps were unbalanced, and he had to stop in a woodland halfway through the dark dust. In the middle of the woods, there sat a man with a bearded hair and a piercing eye. It was only early autumn at this time, and this man was heavily dressed, but his movements between the waves of his sleeves and directing the wind were very light.

"Oh, are you here?"

The man's voice sounded uninhibited, but the sword intent turned cold in the wind. Gloomy Dark Dust's heart sank, and he suddenly wrapped his cloak tightly, and with one hand, he had already caught three hidden weapons as thin as cicada wings between his fingertips.

Qu Shitu said that when the Sword Immortal Qi killed the demon general led by the Enma Drought Demon, he had met a person who used the wings of the cicada as a secret weapon. After that, he and Qin Fake Immortal squatted and laughed at Penglai, and once again encountered a person who used the same kind of secret weapon. This person has been out twice in a row, and everyone in Jufeng has lost it. Rather than killing a few dancing girls who are already in control, it is better to find out the purpose of this person first.

Maybe that's what Du Fanglin brought him here.

Shower heard it in his ears.

The gloomy dark dust who was originally going to go to the appointment failed to leave the Central Plains at all. Youquan Forest could not wait for the executor, and the temporarily dispatched killer was stopped by the Shulou Longsu who arrived in time, and the operation failed, and the Buddha Sword said that he successfully entered the Wushan Mountain and returned smoothly under the guidance of the light.

On the shores of the crystal lake, remnant forest.

Originally, by chance, Yuan'er, who could help the Buddha sword get out of the mountain, was receiving the transmission at this time. It is impossible for the little white monkey to go to the realm of Chunlin, so Du Fanglin has to make multiple arrangements to avoid mistakes in the follow-up. When he came to the remnant forest, it should have been the middle of the moon, but tonight, there was no moon.

Cui Luohan has completed the main work, and his hands have condensed into yin and yang bones, but compared to which one is naturally formed in the human body, there may be some more defects that originally belonged to the lizard god bone.

The cigarette pipe put away the medicinal cigarettes, and the old man in yellow sweated and retreated, standing back in place "whirring", leaving the follow-up time to the first reborn Yuan'er to adjust by himself.

This would have been a great opportunity!

Du Fanglin appeared in full view of everyone and stepped behind his disciples.

The old beggar Siya Zashiro immediately stopped stepping forward and called him "Master". But Shi Tianwang, who was waiting for the old beggar with a heartache and anxiety, couldn't understand the tacit understanding between the three of them raised their eyes, and said "Yuan'er~~" with a stone leg, and ran over at a speed half slower than ordinary people.

Just in the dark night, the Confucian with a solemn expression slapped his palm on the top of Yuan'er's head.

Shi Tianwang's eyes burst, and his feelings and righteousness slammed into anger in his chest: "You stop!" "The heavy stone statue jumped in the air, and a whole stone smashed over it." Hey, hey. The old beggar was so frightened that his guts were bursting.

The black shadow swept away the stone statue, and the evil spirit intervened in time to avoid the car accident.

Shi Tianwang felt as if he had been spinning in the drum for three days and three nights in a row, staggering into the shadows beside Dust Liumeng, and plunged headlong into the crystal lake.

The water is overflowing, and the starlight reflects the land. In the lake, the arrogant smile Hongchen suddenly opened his eyes.

The move in Du Fanglin's hand has been poured into Yuan'er Tianling, and his left hand has turned into a white coat, covering the reborn body of the little monkey. Deguang Mitian, also a famous Confucian move, was created by a friend of his own, extremely pure and upright, able to turn the foundation of the elixir accepted in Yuan'er's body into a true Confucian cultivation, and continue to assimilate other foreign qi left in his body. The disciples of his disciples had better concentrate on Confucianism, otherwise the master of the inkstone would always have three points in his heart to be missed.

"Hmm......" Du Fanglin frowned. When he left the move, he used his own cultivation, but he didn't realize that a trace of hidden evil spirit actually took the opportunity to enter. But this is not a problem, only half of the evil record itself is invincible to his foundation. Du Fanglin remained silent, preparing to wait for the disciples to be able to exercise their own exercises, and then bring out that wisp of evil qi along his own body. As a result, he accidentally over-lucked, and it turned out to be the source of life of the little white monkey again, and the two qi of yin and yang that were eliminated had the potential to regenerate!

Yin and yang, the root of all things, ordinary practitioners cannot comprehend the mystery even to death, but the little white monkey Yuan'er is naturally in contact with it from birth. The relics of Buddhism are the supreme yang, and the power of the evil guards is the supreme yin, and it is one thing to get rid of the yin and yang qi for the sake of one thing, but wouldn't it be better to keep it.

Du Fanglin vomited to death in his heart, but he had to think about his apprentice grandson, and was thinking hard about whether he had learned martial arts with not so positive attributes.

The Lord of the Remnants saw it from the sidelines.

Huangfu Xiaochan and the old beggar are also old acquaintances, and the two have a common friend named Jin Baoyin. Since they are all friends, doing something beneficial to the cultivation for the disciples of their friends is extremely happy for the Lord of the Remnant Forest. After thinking about it for a while, the forest lord who did not move his expression had already used his fingers in his wide sleeves, and he shouted lightly to remind, and the moment he stepped forward, he pointed to Yuan'er's eyebrows: "The blood is dry and the pulse is broken!" ”

The power of femininity joins the righteous qi of Confucianism, automatically drains to the left, and walks from the center of the eyebrows to the qi, avoiding its edge and driving a wisp of alien power that seems to be evil but not evil.

Yuan'er closed her eyes and closed her eyes, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead again, but her childish face was firm, her posture was upright, and her body was full of vitality.

Huangfu Xiaozen couldn't help but appreciate it in his heart, and then glanced at Du Fanglin, whose face was as heavy as water, and he was a little helpless. For this action to pull the source of life, the two sides have a stalemate, and there is no way to withdraw for a while.

"Hmm-" The old beggar raised his cuffs and stepped forward.

"Stand back!" Du Fanglin slipped the folding fan in his sleeve and suddenly opened and closed, and while his right hand was exercising, a soft wind excluded the old beggar. As a master, you are passing on the merits to your apprentices, and if one of your apprentices wants to interfere, what will you do? At the same time, he tacitly exchanged places with the Lord of the Remnant Forest, giving up a corner.

In the crystal lake, a crimson sword intent came, destroying the withering and decaying from the spiritual platform, and everywhere it went, whether it was Ru Yuan or a strange force, it was shattered, almost fused!

Yuan'er was born from the combination of yin and yang, and it is almost instinctive to control this. At this moment, with the help of the arrogant laughter of Hongchen, Du Fanglin and the Lord of the Remnant Forest let go at the same time, and both of them retreated, but a circle of dust was stirred up by a little leakage around Yuan'er.

In the lake, Proud Smile Hongchen reluctantly pointed at each other, and with a move to help, he closed his eyes silently again, and quietly recuperated without saying a word...... Even if the little white monkey throws stones into the lake every day, he always gets along for many days, and there is always a three-point affection. The beacon red dust road will leave a move to open the future again, hoping to split a smooth road to the sky!

Yuan'er exercised on her own, and her expression gradually gained something, and she didn't seem to have any problems at all, as if she hadn't reached the bottom line yet.

The Lord of the Remnant Forest retreated to Mu Shaoai's side. Du Fanglin retreated into the darkness where he had stood. The two of them and the crystal lake form a three-legged tripod, just like the three foreign vitality in Yuan'er's body.

The little white monkey, who has become an adult for the first time, seems to have broken through the difficulties, and in the case of the gradual recovery of the two forces of yin and yang differentiated by the source of life, he is actually at ease, this qualification ......

Mu Shaoai sighed, representing most of the people present, confiding in the jealousy in his heart.

Du Fanglin remembered an opportunity because of this.

He thought of it and did it, without saying a word, as soon as the folding fan opened, he sprinkled a piece of peach, picked up the little circle immersed in the luck, and immediately turned into light and disappeared into the night sky.