Yexi wanted to give up, but suddenly a light ball said: "That painting on the wall-"

There was silence in the space.

Yexi immediately asked sensitively: "What painting?" Where is it? ”

The light masses gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered.

After a long time, an old voice said: "Show her, Yijianmen has studied for so many generations and hasn't studied anything, maybe, this little girl is destined." ”

Then, those clusters of light lined up and led the Night Creek forward.

Jin Feng's heart was about to be raised, and he asked Kongkong: "The person from this Sword Gate, ah no, is a divine sense, why is he so generous?" ”

Kongkong was also a little stunned: "That's it, we are not disciples of the First Sword Sect." ”

Jin Feng's new master snorted and said, "Our Yijian Sect is not a small sect that we cherish from our broom, what is the monk cultivating?" It is the heart that is cultivated. Indulging in power, position, and wealth, isn't it blinded to a small loss of bigness? When your cultivation is high and your realm has also improved, you will feel more and more that the sect is a protection for low-level disciples, but it is a little restrictive for high-level monks. ”

It's just a nice thing to say, they are all old monsters, and they are all very thoughtful. Yijianmen was not destroyed, and suddenly three people who were not from their own sect were suddenly sent in, and they were generous and uncalculating, respectful or disrespectful, arrogant or not, like shopping for things, what does this mean? This shows that eighty percent of them are a sword gate, and they have something to ask for. Isn't it just swordsmanship, it's not like it's gone, it's gone, it's given if it's given.

It's just that Jingyang's kid didn't say it in advance?

Jin Feng: "That's why your predecessors are so generous to us, and now you have even exposed the secrets of the Yijian Gate?" ”

The Blood Knife Demon laughed, shaking Jin Feng's head and jumping.

"I wish that your senior sister could see through the mural and then teach it to Yijianmen, it's better than Yijianmen guarding it and not being able to understand it."

Good enlightened seniors.

The night stream walked with the light group, and for a long time, the surroundings lit up, and they were shocked.

I saw the arched inner wall of the mountain top in front of me, old paintings, painted with different human figures, it can be seen that this is a person practicing what kind of exercises, but some postures are too weird, for example, who has ever seen a person fold himself in half along the navel of his mouth? Is the sternum allowed? Is the skull allowed?

Yexi glanced at it and said, "This is not a person. ”

The light balls were stunned: "What is that?" ”

"Holy. The ghost's body is illusory, so it can be folded around like this. ”

Guangtuan was speechless: "We have guessed this a long time ago, but it is not!" This mural we are sure that it is people, people! ”

"You don't understand?"

"Oh, yes."

Yexi was puzzled: "Then who left this thing?" Didn't leave an explanation or anything? ”

"It's been too long, no one knows the origin, only that this is a very powerful set of swordsmanship."

"The girl looks good, can you understand?"

Yexi couldn't cry or laugh: "What do you understand?" I can't split myself in two and fold it up. He gestured on his forehead as he spoke.

Even if she is not afraid of the zombie king who has lost her body, her head can't stand such a toss.

"No, I can't get this."

Swallowing Heaven whispered: "Get this away, I know what this is." ”

Night Creek was terrified: "You know I don't practice either." ”

Swallowing the sky: "You wait, take a look at all these murals, and I'll translate them with Wugui, if it's useless to you, let's go again." ”

The black line of Yexi, I have said it to death, and you want me to turn over again.

No return: "Give it a try, I think there is something wrong with these words." ”

Yexi was speechless, except for the human form, she only saw the pattern, where did the word come from.

"Ahem, that, I think this painting seems to be somewhat... Wacky, you let me take a look. ”

Hikari Danko was surprised.

"Can you read it?"

"Someone who is destined?"

"What do you see?"

"How do you practice that move?"

Yexi only felt that his ears were about to explode, blocked the two ear piercings, and shouted: "Wait until I finish reading, this painting is too big to see." ”

The light was instantly quiet.

"Look, look."

"Look good."

It's also quite considerate to light up the surrounding space.

Night Creek scanned the mural inch by inch.

The light balls were quietly excited, separating the empty space from Jin Feng and the night stream.

"Shhhh

The empty cut sounded, and suddenly remembered his master and brother.

Pulling a light green light cluster and whispering softly: "Senior, we still have a senior brother, can you help our senior brother choose a suitable swordsmanship?" ”

The pale green light group smiled angrily and laughed: "A few of you are not disciples of the First Sword Sect come in, we don't say a word about giving generously, why, people who are not present still have to take advantage of this?" ”

Kongkong shook the light group and coquettishly: "My senior brother is killing demons in Demon Slaying City, I can't come, senior, for the sake of how righteous and upright my senior brother is, help my senior brother pick one." ”

That light group has never confiscated female apprentices in his life, and he was coquetted by a little girl, and he didn't know how to refuse.

"Ahem, no one else is here, so I can't pick it."

"But I'm here, I say. My senior brother, you are very good-looking, let's put it this way, there is no more beautiful female cultivator than me in the world, and there is no male cultivator more beautiful than him. ”

The light group shook, worthy of being the person chosen by Ni Xue, how can he say that he is dough as soon as he opens his mouth, what is the use of being good-looking? Is it less to be struck by thunder?

Kongkong felt that Yexi would have a long time, so he started from his own memory and told Xiao Baobao's resume.

She was beautiful, had a good voice, and spoke as if everyone had seen it with their own eyes, and after a while, she attracted all the light balls around her and listened to her tell stories.

Later, Jin Feng, who wanted to cultivate, was also attracted by her words, and listened to Xiao Baobao's interesting stories with his head propped up.

This talk is so that Chaochen outside can't stand, why can't he come out?

The door master listened to his return, hummed and chirped and was weak, and he still didn't come out? I got my own chance. At this time, his intestines were all green, and he knew that he should have sent Chaochen in.

After the empty story is told, the mural of Night Creek has not yet been finished.

"How is it, how is it, seniors, is my senior brother very good?"

"Uh-huh, that's good." The group of lights coped with two voices, and the little girl spoke very well, and it would be nice if she could stay and talk with her.

"Ah, I remember." Kongkong remembered something, and turned over a jade pendant from the ring.

"On the day my brother built the foundation, I left him a video." Entering a spiritual power, Xiao Baobao, whose face was immature and high-spirited, stood among the masses of light, dressed in white, with black hair and handsome face, and a smile on the corner of his lips.

The light balls who didn't take it seriously looked at the empty surface and took a look, but they couldn't take this look away.

"This, this look..."

Kongkong said proudly: "My senior brother, the seniors tell me, have you ever seen someone who looks better than my senior brother?" ”

You look at me, I look at you, no one speaks, I've really seen it, but—

Kongkong's intuition was wrong, and he narrowed his eyes: "Are the seniors going to say something to me?" ”

The light cluster does not speak.

Suddenly, the hollow heart jumped: "But what's wrong with my senior brother?" ”

A voice exclaimed, "Your intuition is really accurate. ”

Immediately knocked out by several light clusters.

What nonsense.

Kongkong was not only anxious, but was about to cry, she knew that the more the monk cultivated to a high level, the more he could have the art of observing people. She said so many things about her senior brother before, and no one said anything bad, but as soon as the image was released, she stopped talking, and it was strange to say that there was nothing wrong with her senior brother.

"What can the seniors see, say it, empty and grateful, as long as I can do something for my senior brother, I am also willing."

"Alas, it's empty, don't worry, you are also half of our disciples, you sit down, let's talk slowly."

Kongkong was anxious, but he also sat down according to his words.

"We can tell from your words that your senior brother is a cold-hearted but extremely affectionate person."

Kongkong nodded and wiped his eyes: "Yes, my senior brother only cares about my master and the three of us, and he doesn't care about others." ”

"Even the same door that grew up with him, and he doesn't care if he dies in front of him?"

Kongkong shook his head: "This is an exaggeration, but everyone in the same door is not as important as us." How? Shouldn't that be? ”