After six hours of ghost three levels, before the final winner was decided, the ghost of Qin Kun and his party suddenly burned hot and was sucked away by a huge force. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The headache was splitting, and there was a feeling of discomfort that was floating in the soul, which made Qin Kun dizzy.

Soon, though, the pain was soothed by a strong mental force.

When he walked to the White Lake Playground, Qin Kun found that at the end of the horizon, the first rays of sunlight came in.

"The ghost three levels are over?"

"Why did it end all of a sudden?"

"Who is the leader this year?"

"Damn, where are the disciples of the corpse gate? Lao Tzu remembers you! ”

"What kind of sect is Blind Tooth Mountain, we have formed this Liangzi!"

Many interloders scolded and cursed, if it weren't for the predecessors of the Fu Sect to maintain order, the scene would have gotten out of control long ago.

In the amusement park, the radio sounded: "The Nanzong Dao meeting is over, please go back to Qingzhu Villa to rest, at six o'clock in the afternoon, we will announce the results." ”

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As soon as he woke up, he slept from 6 o'clock in the morning to 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Kun stretched his waist.

After washing, in the living room of the villa, Nie Yuxuan was drinking and worried, Wang Qian sat on the sofa gloomily, without saying a word.

The peach blossom eyes disappeared, and Xu Facheng in Maoshan put on a Taoist robe and was reading a scripture.

Several people didn't talk to each other, didn't pay attention to each other, and the atmosphere was weird, this was Qin Kun's first impression.

Approaching 6 o'clock, when Qin Kun came to Qingzhu Villa, there was an old bald old man sitting on the stage.

"Fellow Daoists, this time the three levels of the Southern Sect Ghost have officially ended, but the last three have not been decided, which is something that the old man never expected."

As soon as this statement came out, there was a lot of discussion.

Chu Dao, Jing Sansheng, and Yu Yuexian never expected that this Dao meeting would last for six hours, from early morning to dawn.

Each entry talisman is divided into two pieces of yin and yang, the yin talisman enters the realm, and the yang talisman awakens the soul, and when it is destroyed in the mirage, the yang talisman will automatically burn, which is also how they count the results.

There were eleven unburned yang talismans in Chu Dao's hand, representing eleven people who survived to the end in the mirage.

In the audience, the discussion of Suosuo became louder and louder.

"Senior Chu, dare to ask who the rest of the people are this time?"

"yes, do they all have rewards?"

"Senior Chu, why is there a gun in the third level of the ghost this time?"

"My master said that when I participated in the Southern Sect Dao Association eleven years ago, it wasn't like this!"

Faced with all kinds of problems, Chu Dao smiled and said: "The old man first came to announce the list of uneliminated interlopers, and these people, after our discussion, will be rewarded." These people are ......"

"Maoshan, Xu Facheng."

"Kuishan, Li Chong."

"Kuishan, ten thousand langs."

"Taichang Street, Han Yao."

"Yin and Yang Temple, Cui Honghu."

"Yulong Mountain, Zhao Feng."

"Empty Bamboo Temple, Ying Fengyao."

"Ranzen Temple, Buddha Sea."

"Drunk all view, Mo Wuji."

"Blind Tooth Mountain, Qualcha Meng is cunning"

Chu Dao didn't read Qin Kun's name, but in addition to Qin Kun, there were ten people!

Qin Kun himself didn't expect that there would be so much left in the end.

Chu Dao finished announcing and continued: "I discussed with the two junior brothers and Uncle Ge, and all ten of them are counted as having passed the three levels of ghosts, giving a magic weapon and a Taoist technique. ”

A hundred people take ten, a considerable proportion, which makes Chu Dao a little surprised and a little surprised. Ten people stood on the stage, these were the best of the best, they didn't decide the final winner, and some were not convinced by each other, but the disciples at the bottom, after seeing the magic weapon sent up, their greedy eyes were about to fall.

Ge Zhan sat there with a smile, admiring the younger generation of the current generation of outstanding cultivation.

Qin Kun stood behind Ge Zhan, wiped his saliva for Old Man Ge, and said flatteringly: "Uncle Ge, I am also the last interlocutor, don't you think this reward is a little unfair without me?" ”

Ge Zhanren was old, and his brain was not confused, so he glared at Qin Kun: "Kun...... This...... There are many people...... The old man of the Southern Sect has taken it out to save face...... What more could you want!! ”

"Who doesn't want a magic weapon...... Qin Kun muttered.

The magic weapon is mysterious and mysterious, and it has no price. Qin Kun can be exchanged in the Fierce Ghost Mall, but when he exchanges it, he can't sell it.

Each magic weapon corresponds to a set of Taoism and a set of exercise systems, Xu Facheng's peach wood sword and copper coin string are all magic weapons, and he will be related to Taoism.

Wang Qian's Heavenly Fetal Pen is a magic weapon, and he will be related to Taoism.

Chu Qianxun's Yin Dragon Flute is also a magic weapon, but Chu Qianxun can only blow the soul and hang the armor, and the Yin Dragon One Qi Fire two kinds of techniques, and this magic weapon is greatly discounted in her hands.

Qin Kun also has four magic weapons, the karma snatching knife, the chisel life cone, the four elephant plates, and the floating cloud shirt.

He has the Chai Shan knife technique, which can bring out the effect of magic weapons.

The four elephant plates have a formation scroll, which can also play an effect.

The Chisel Cone and the Floating Cloud Shirt will not be used, one gives Qin Kun the feeling that he can kill the Yang people in the mirage, and the other only has the effect of blowing the wind, and the two magic weapons fell into Qin Kun's hands, which can be regarded as a pearl secret investment.

But there are not too many magic weapons, who doesn't like it?

Niu Meng's magic weapon nail head pestle is also exchanged for thousands of merits.

Ge Zhan glanced at Qin Kun and beckoned to one of the young men among the ten.

The young man's dress is a minority costume, although he is out and about, the clothing has been sinicized, but the characteristics of the clothing are still obvious.

"Qualcha Meng is cunning, what is your Han name Zou?" Ge Zhan's cloudy old eyes suddenly became bright, and his speech was unusually clear.

The boy had dark skin, dark eyes, and white teeth.

"Ge Longtou, my name is Zou Jing 犴 (an, a voice)." The young man was respectful, his pronunciation was not very standard, and after speaking, his dark eyes stared at Qin Kun, "You are the 'black plate gourd (hu, four sounds)'?" ”

Qin Kun was stunned...... Black, black what???

Qin Kun squinted his eyes, observing the young man's expression, feeling that this was not a good word.

was about to go crazy, but he saw that the young man knelt down, his forehead was on the ground, his hands were spread out, and the back of his hand was on the ground, giving Qin Kun a big salute.

Qin Kun's eyes were dizzy......

"Brother, brother...... Look at your age, your eyes are not very good, Uncle Ge is in that direction, you, you knelt down to the wrong person......"

The young man stood up and wrinkled his nose: "Although the old patriarch has said your deeds, I don't like your taste." ”

The boy said that he was gone.

No one in the audience noticed this, and they all thought that this person named Zou Jingqian was kneeling Uncle Ge.

But Qin Kun's heart was skipping in his heart.

"Uncle Ge, what's going on?" Qin Kun was stunned.

Ge Zhan sent the young man away, raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Kun: "Qualcha Meng is cunning, he is a Miao person." In the past, the old man had been to their tribe with Yang Shen and Zuo Madman, and the old patriarch of their tribe bowed his head when he saw Yang Shen. ”

"Why?" Qin Kun was even more confused.

Ge Zhan said: "The Dongmiao people and the Yao people worship Pangu as their ancestors, and the old patriarch said that Yang Shen is like their Pangyu god. ”

After hearing this, Qin Kun's heart suddenly became excited, "Am I also like a pan god?" ”

has lived so much, there are a lot more bad nicknames, and the best name can be regarded as the 'black dog in charge' in Xu Facheng's mouth, but no matter how good it sounds, it is a dog!

Now, for the first time, someone regarded himself as a god, Qin Kun couldn't help but be fluttering!

Ge Zhan nodded, seeing that Qin Kun's little tail was a little cocked, he smiled and said, "But Kun, I have to explain something to you, Pan Xuan...... It is also called the six-colored divine dog...... The black pan gourd is the cub of the divine dog, the black dog...... Don't be complacent......"

After Ge Zhan finished speaking, Qin Kun's smug smile instantly collapsed, and the fierce light in his eyes swept over the traces of that Zou Jingxuan......

Damn, this is a trick to mess with me!!

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On the stage, when Chu Dao handed the last magic weapon and Taoist technique to Xu Facheng, Xu Facheng stroked the peachwood sword and untied his peachwood sword.

"Senior Chu, Chong'en Zhenjun, the pair of Peach Divine Swords, have been separated for many years since the end of the Song Dynasty." Xu Facheng felt a lot of emotion.

Chu Dao was also a little embarrassed: "Yes, at the beginning, this sword was passed down to an ordinary small temple, and it was found by the previous generation to accompany Tiangu Wuyunzi and handed over to us for safekeeping, and now it is given to you, and it can be regarded as returning to its original owner." ”

Chong'en Zhenjun, commonly known as Sa Shoujian, a famous Taoist priest in the Great Song Dynasty, is known as the Four Heavenly Masters together with Zhang Daoling, Ge Xuan, and Xu Xun.

Sa Shoujian met three divisions in Chang'an, the Taoist court, and obtained three methods, one for the spell jujube technique, the second for the fan disease technique, and the third for the thunder method. This thunder method is the lost thunder law of Maoshan back then.

Xu Facheng sighed a lot, holding the twin swords of the peach god, and suddenly raised his head to the sky, singing high-pitched in his mouth.

"The Tao is not equal to the body-"

"It's chilling to think about the precepts—"

"The thousand-year-old iron tree is easy to bloom—"

"It's hard !!to be born once you get drunk"

For a time, over the White Lake in the northern suburbs, the wind was strong and the clouds were thick.

The wind and sand are blowing, and those who blow can't open their eyes.

Boom –

The sky is full of miles, dark clouds and purple lightning, and huge lightning intersect to create a hideous and terrifying vision.

Between heaven and earth, it was as if Xu Facheng was alone, quietly looking at the world, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm Maoshan, I'm back!!"

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