Co-authored by Wutong Sangzi in the East China Sea, the dragon tendon is the string, and the play is loud.

"Nanfeng, is he the one who found the master?"

"Yes."

"After this catastrophe, she was collected in "Age of Age".

"Yes."

Under the eaves of that side, a kid buried his head in hard reading. Hearing the voice of a person, he was afraid that he had heard it wrong, there was a lake outside the window, and there was no boat, how could he stand up for people?

What's more, who will be here?

The family is surrounded by walls, far away from the downtown area, and the family is poor and has no distant relatives.

One day you will get ahead, but there will be no more rice and no more cooking.

Live up to the pain of today's hard study and the air of poverty.

The contemplative person did not realize that a ghostly light in the piano floated into the house, and then quietly turned into a human form and floated behind him.

She woke up, and after sleeping for tens of thousands of years, she finally woke up. Although she no longer has that supreme status and power, fortunately, she still has the body.

And it was the boy in the house who woke him up.

is not very old, and the violent spirit on his body is strong, Wen Quxing still takes care of him or two, although he has no great talent, it is enough to fool the world.

If it is really as he wishes, I am afraid that there will be another good show in the world.

Of course, she is watching a good show.

If it was 10,000 years ago, as a water god, she would still think of this body and turn into this body, and now, what does this thing and this person have to do with her?

The reason why she didn't leave was that this person had kindness to him, and she was bound by it and couldn't stay away.

She didn't want to cross others and herself, thinking about it, she would wait for him to finish this life.

When the captor dies, he is naturally freed.

He was studying, and there was really nothing to do, so she returned to the lake and absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.

Although it is impossible to shape the spirit again, it will make her feel better.

But at the moment, she couldn't turn a blind eye, just because of the struggling figure in the lake.

I have always been a person who studies behind closed doors, and today I rarely swim in the lake, but I slipped into the lake. It is a struggle, naturally there is no water, this place is remote, and no outsiders visit.

Thousands of years ago, that knife had already broken her compassion.

Naturally, not saved.

Zuo was only for a moment, and she could wait.

If he dies, she will stay in this lake for a long time, so that she can gather some cultivation.

"Nanfeng, if you don't save it again, your cultivation will be halved, I'm afraid it will really disappear by then."

"Don't serve the royal palace, come here to show off your might?"

Now she can't even be a human being, what precepts and criminal rules do she care?

"After all these years, you don't want to ask the reason yourself?"

Her divine body is gone, and her spiritual power spells are also gone, if there is no vicious person at the beginning, why would she be like this? Thousands of years of immortality and immortality, only relying on the obsession that wants to crush his bones and ashes.

She doesn't ask, and she doesn't need to ask.

It is only necessary to destroy its consciousness and shatter its divine body.

"In more than half a month, he will take over the position of the Water God Pavilion."

Half a moon in the sky, it has only been more than ten years in the world, how can you wait?

Ascending the Water God Pavilion is no longer possible.

Thirty-three days, the Buddha's light and golden light are blessed, non-immortals and non-saints, three souls and seven spirits, and the heavens and the earth are eliminated.

She is in this life, and she is immortal, and she is impossible.

"Thank you."

Pinching his fingers, he found that there was not much spiritual power left, and he couldn't, so he had to swim to the place where he fell into the water. He carried the struggling man to the shore.

The grace of saving lives can also be compensated.

Kwong Lu always knew that someone was following him.

Even if he is not behind him, he is not far away.

For example, the lake outside the window.

He had always been afraid that it was a ghost, but he was also curious about what it was. Wading alone in the water, who knew that he almost took his life.

As he struggled, he wondered what was the use of those ambitions if he died here.

What's the use......

He knew that someone was there, and he never blamed him for not saving him.

After all, if it is a demon, it is counted as if he has not harmed him

is more merciful, how have you ever heard of demons saving people?

Only in the end, the demon saved him.

The demon is a very beautiful woman, the distant mountains are Dai, the stars and the moon are the eyes, the mountain wind is a cloth belt, like snow and the sea.

"Who are you?"

The immortals were unheard.

"Is that the one who is following me these days?"

"Are you an immortal?"

……

Without saying a word, she turned and returned to the lake.

It's gone.

But Kuang's mother felt that her dog had changed a lot.

He still likes to read, but he is not a subset of those classics and histories, and he has slowly become interested in some poems and songs.

She actually doesn't understand the difference between the two, such an evaluation is just hearsay, originally they were all single dogs, but now there are a lot of friends.

Multiple friends, always multiple paths.

Their house was in the middle of the road, and no one was close to them, and now someone is coming. Naturally, they were very happy.

It would be better if the dog could make a name for himself.

After more than ten years, it is fleeting.

It is still a lakeside thatched house, and the person sitting in it has become a chic and handsome knight. The bones are strong, the posture is straight, and the face is sparse, I have to say that the birth is good.

"Brother Kuang, why did you change your name?"

was originally named Kuang Ruilu, but now he is called Kuang Haixue.

That thatched cottage also had the same nickname: "Haixue Hall".

"Brother Wang doesn't know, Brother Kuang is now a sword, happy in the rivers and lakes, free and uninhibited, quite Wei and Jin style, the children of the rivers and lakes are long, and they are naturally romantic."

"Hahaha."

Everyone thought it was funny, so they laughed with the ridiculers.

Like snow and the sea.

Thinking of that posture, he even grinned with everyone.

After more than ten years, are you okay now?

She's not good.

Kwong Ruilu will not know.

"Now, you've found here, you must have gained a lot of cultivation over the years?"

"Jun Dian, Nanfeng please save me!"

"I'm no longer a king."

Fifty thousand years ago, he was no longer a king.

Nanfeng naturally knew that he was not a king, but in this huge world, who else could she ask for? She is no longer the rain god of the dragon clan that everyone admires, and the dragon palace and her original home have now become a place of vigilance. There is no one in heaven and earth to ask for.

"The south wind, please ask the ancestor for protection."

Even if he doesn't be a king, he is still the first Jiao that appears in heaven and earth.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, on the occasion of a thousand years, in the year of Jundian Mo, the dragon was transformed into a dragon along the river and into the sea, which was the ancestor of the dragon family.

But now there is no dragon to recognize.

In the past tens of thousands of years, no one has mentioned it, and he has almost forgotten that he is a dragon.

"Although you deceive me, all kinds of cause and effect cycles."

"Well, I'll help you."

If it weren't for 50,000 years ago, she wouldn't be like this.

"Today, he ascended to the throne of the rain god, and I will help you to ascend for thirty-three days, but you must know the consequences."

Now, she has borrowed spiritual power, and after thirty-three days, she will only be left for a moment or three moments, and her soul will definitely be scattered.

"Thank you, Ancestor."

Hasn't she waited for all these years just for today's answer?

Volume 1 (IV) Ascending Feast

Thirty-three days, Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

Punishment Altar.

"Qinglong Boqi, sealed by the mandate of heaven, is now measured by heaven. Remorseful? ”

Cold, indifferent and ruthless, a solemn statue, Ninghui Palace, his cultivation is the way of pure heart and few desires.

"No regrets."

Vocation needs to be measured by heaven.

Otherwise, it is the chosen one.

The rain god is in all directions**, with thunder and lightning on all sides

, all living beings need to wait for it. Take the world as the responsibility, and this heavenly test must not be Erer's doing. It is necessary to inherit the ancestor's blow, the three potentials of the monarch's palace thunder, and the officials of the four directions and eight sides will attack it.

After this time, Fang is justified.

But not without exception.

Heavenly Court is now intertwined, and the interests of all parties are balanced, in order to prevent accidents from happening on the way to the heavenly test, it is always necessary to be merciful.

Exceptions can be made for the sole person.

Since more than 100,000 years ago, he has been like this, and he has never bent the law for personal gain.

The ancestor served as the judicial officer of the Ninghui Palace.

50,000 years ago, the royal palace ruled selflessly, and the ancestor was overly cultivated due to the catastrophe, and there was a retreat from time to time, and the duty of supervision also fell to him.

Since then, the palace of Ninghui has been as clear as an immortal, standing above the two ancestors and two halls for thirty-three days.

He remembered wrongly, such as where did the two ancestors and two halls come from today?

Take out the white jade porcelain bottle with the sleeve and put a soul out.

"You cherish it."

"Nanfeng, kneel down and thank the ancestor for his success."

Every bit of spiritual power he added to her vanished with every step he took.

That's it, the cycle of cause and effect can't be escaped.

He will eventually have to pay back this karma.

The remaining spiritual power has long been unable to support him to maintain the Dharma Phase, and in a short time, he will definitely appear in his original body.

If you can't resist the wind, you will retreat to the next best.

into the water.

In the memory of that year, he was a Jiao, and he had not yet turned into a dragon at that time.

Although the world is not the first to open, the world is full of energy, and there is no need to deliberately find a place to live.

It's not like this spiritual pool.

The aura here is compelling, but he doesn't want to stay.

Yunling Pond is very close to Ninghui Palace.

Whoever is full of spiritual power and profound, the spiritual power fluctuates within thousands of miles, if he wants to, he will not be able to escape.

Ning Hui Hall was cautious.

In the pond for three days, although he can resist the wind, he does not dare to act rashly.

The fairy and the immortal who walked along the pond had excellent upbringing, the steps were not chaotic, and the hands were orderly.

I can't complain that the ancestor sent him to ask for advice or two.

That day's ascending ceremony, naturally, it was over.

The spiritual power is so weak, I can't enter the heavenly measuring platform, I'm afraid it will be scattered cleanly, I don't know if Nanfeng wants to take revenge has her figure in the eyes?

It doesn't hurt if there is, it's just a thing of the past.

She is the only one who is persistently searching, and she is not familiar with the believers who abandoned her that day, and she has already consumed her soul in reincarnation.

"Hey, when did a silver snake come into this spiritual pool?"

I know the rules very well, but I still lack knowledge, I can't recognize the body of this silver and white dragon, only the green and blue dragon clan.

"Hurry up, you pick it up and send it to the Nether, don't let the spirit pool of the palace be contaminated with turbidity."

Hearing this, I felt very reasonable, so I copied the things of the net fork, and I didn't know how to salvage them.

I don't know if there is spirituality, the snake actually cooperated into the net pocket, and the fairy attendant carrying the net bag hurriedly put it into a lake of nether water.

The snake fairy waiter retreated, and the palace went out to patrol here, hulala knelt on the ground, and everyone sighed.

"I've seen the king's palace."

"Hmm."

The royal palace bathed in the spirit, never let people protect the Dharma, and did not even leave to serve, and the hula group retreated again.

A breeze blew, and he put down his robe and paused for a moment, and raised his hand to continue.

"That pond water is not something you should think about, you should find a place and concentrate on cultivation is the right way."

The immortal attendant of Ninghui Hall put down the small snake in the net, looking for a side of water and soil.

Wei Cheng thought that the immortal servants in his palace were so transparent, and he didn't know much, but it was rare to understand. It's just that the roofless lake is blowing in the face, and I have time to thank you in the future.

He knew the water.

"Are you here?"

"You're finally ignoring me!"