"Senior Brother Jin, after you go back today, you quickly write a detailed note and hand it to me, and I will go and show it to the Xiaoxitian Elder Group - I have a hunch that whether your views are right or wrong, they may have a subversive impact on the operation of this sect in the next three years. Yan Chixia had actually been persuaded by Er Fat, but he didn't bother to check the chronicles, the history of one million nine hundred and forty-three thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven years, and only idlers like King Kong had time to work on research.

The bearded monk's sinister gaze was immediately grafted onto the six outsiders who were digging their noses on the side, his left eye was written murderous, and his right eye flashed with extinguishment, without any disguise.

There are 3,000 eunuchs in the Wuyu Gate of the East China Sea, which one can sit on the two small Sumeru worlds? The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it; when it comes out of the shore, the flow will be turbulent; and if it is higher than the people, the people will not be it! If we want to block the news, we must cut off the channels of transmission from the source!

The Rizhou team members were glanced at by him, and they felt as if they had walked in an oil pot, and they all broke out in a white hair and cold sweat, and the hair of the two girls even exploded like a cat's tail.

"Vena Vina, this is my friend! Hardcore!" Jin Erpang was still in love with the voice magic weapon that he didn't get his hands on, and when he saw this saber rattling, he quickly stood up and patted his chest and took it over.

Yan Chixia hesitated again and again, and finally sold the old-timers who brought her to the beginning of the year to save face.

"You have asked these friends of yours to make a great wish in front of me, vowing not to divulge the secrets of this space-time landmark until death. ”

How dare the Rizhou team talk nonsense, and quickly act according to the orders of the second fat.

Before they met Yan Chixia, the six of them still had a lot of fantasies. When I really saw the deity, I realized how perverted the other party's strength was. If a dinosaur gets into a rat's nest, how much pressure will the rats have, and how much pressure the Rizhou team will have now! The monks of the foundation building period don't need to use their hands at all, just exuding true power can make people close to collapse. Oh my God, what kind of task did the Lord God give, and how could such a fierce man be killed! What about the old demon of Montenegro? Where is the old demon of Montenegro!!

Chang Kaishen watched his nose, nose, mouth, and heart on the side, just like an old monk entering the meditation.

The Rizhou team is worried about how to kill Yan Chixia, and he is also worried about how to kill the Rizhou team.

He is getting more and more confused, is he still in the world of demons? Are the six of them demonic illusions out to tease themselves and manipulate themselves?

It's like, it's not like. My head hurts when I think about it.

Yan Chixia asked the fox girl to drag out a tortoiseshell dial the size of a bowl and engraved with mud gold fly head books from the treasure bag, and filled a spiritual sand in each of the grooves at the four corners, turned the dry branches, and the fingers kept tapping the white jade sundial needle in a special and coherent rhythm, and made a pleasant chime sound.

This is called the "Three Realms and Ten Directions Transmission Dial", which uses the ubiquitous aura as a transmission channel to carry out remote communication. Seeing Zhuang Yuanlang's curiosity, Erfat smiled: "It's just a bit expensive, we really can't afford it." ”

Not long after Yan Chixia's message was sent, the jade needle that was still in the center of the sundial buzzed with a short and long clear sound. After listening attentively, Yan Chixia got up and nodded to Erfat and Chang Sang, "The main army of this sect will arrive soon, let's go, let's go to this small Sumeru world to explore the way." ”

"Let's wait for the reinforcements to arrive and then go in together, a few of us are weak, and we went to the world of Xiao Sumeru, in case we encounter the heresy of the Demon Mountain, what should we do if the other party jumps over the wall?"

"Little fellow, what do you think?" the bearded monk asked in turn the key cultivation object of the "release pool".

"I'd rather go and give a for Lord Yama. "Kaishen sauce carried a thick stack of cobwebs full of Capricorn fish in his waist bag today, and made a great contribution to the discovery of the world of Little Sumeru, from a lumpenproletarian to a delicate and expensive landlord old wealth, where is he willing to venture into troubled waters again.

Last night, he had just fought with the Demon Demon Cultivator in the Gupta Grottoes, and he had almost exhausted all his efforts to get rid of the rhino demon who had been sealed by the head of the Qi Sea in advance...... Forget it, it's better to wait for the big army to come and fight Taipingquan.

Chang Kaishen didn't expect that if he went to a small Sumeru world, he would be able to meet a flesh-footed monk like Emperor Bai Xin, the Rakshasa King, who had no true yuan but had never learned spells.

"You two are like Capricorn fish, with stones in your heads?" Yan Chixia was so disappointed that she even burst out with a foul mouth: "Motherfucker! This is a virgin little Sumeru! You two actually didn't take advantage of the fact that there are few people now, hurry up and go in first to drink a bowl of soup? Run your legs without losing money, what if you run into something good? Danger? With me, what danger can you have? Afraid of death, don't come to be a monk if you are afraid of death!"

After speaking, he didn't care about them, pointed to the Rizhou team, and said in an unquestionable tone: "You go with me, now where I go, you have to follow!"

The Rizhou team was not stupid enough to ask when to let us go, such self-deprecating and boring words, silently followed the footsteps of the bearded monk and drilled into the space-time tunnel.

The three fox girls lay on the side of Gopher's Ark, pouting their delicate red lips, and scraping their pink cheeks with their big fluffy tails.

"Who is the shrunken-headed turtle? Who is the shrunken-headed tortoise? We didn't say that we couldn't go in!" General Tai Sui's face was already a little unbearable, and he was stimulated by the three enchanting and beautiful fox girls, and his blood suddenly went up, and he changed his head.

"Senior brother, don't be angry, if you go in, you may run into the heresy of Demon Mountain, just your small body......"

"If we encounter it, let Vena stand up for thunder in front, and let's immediately come out of the space-time tunnel to find help, and we will never be strong. ”

“..................”

"Senior brother, don't bring Nai's water-clearing rhino horn in, just throw it here, the phantom array with it is really amazing, as long as the "Artemisia Li" on the other end of the time and space tunnel can't be sung, there will be a steady stream of Capricorn fish, throwing themselves into the net. Jin Erpang took out the scuba rune, raised his head and begged the fox girl on Gopher's Ark: "Three aunts, someone will come later, remember to tell them that the Capricorn fish here are all our property, be merciful!"

"Please. The three fox girls threw a wink in a variety of ways, but their eyes were looking at the heroic champion.

Chang Kaishen was about to walk into the time and space tunnel, but when he heard this, he turned around and used the mosaic short sword in his hand to slash his shirt coolly, revealing ten knife-like toned abdominal muscles.

The second fat quickly plugged his ears, and a crazy screamed almost blinded his eardrums.

Zong Heng's encounter in the "Fire Room" this morning is almost the same as that of Zhuang Yuanlang in the "release pool".

In the face of the malicious provocation of the seniors, the other four black-label rookies assigned to the Huohuan Room could only swallow their anger and obey although they were 10,000 dissatisfied, but Zong Heng did it more absolutely, and he actually said publicly - whoever produces more spiritual sand, I will give it to you the elite cave mansion assigned to me by the sect!

This extremely crazy decision stunned the "Fire Raccoon Room" up and down.

In the 5,000-year history of the Maha Immeasurable Palace, there has never been such a precedent of absurdity. What's the difference between this and selling your head? Aren't they all eating guys!

The last Qi Refining Quadruple disciple successfully bought the right to use the Elite Cave Mansion from Zong Heng at the cost of four thousand spirit sands.

When the matter reached the ears of the Mianzheng Crane in the "Fire Room", the first great monk was furious.

At the beginning of his career, he was also persecuted by his predecessors for his meritorious service, so he was particularly sympathetic to the plight of the black-card rookie of the French generation. During the routine reception, Master Mianzheng Crane specially comforted Zong Heng, so that he did not need to worry too much about the turbulent public opinion outside.

"A gentleman's words are quick and the horse is whipped!" Zong Heng rejected the kind suggestion of the first great monk with great vigor: "Since the disciple has already traded the Elite Cave Mansion, he can't talk without words!"

"Are you embarrassed to get into the sheath? Kid, an elite cave mansion is far more than the value of four thousand spirit sands, if you are rash, how unwise!"

"The first one doesn't know, even if others don't suffer from pink eye, the disciple originally planned to trade this elite cave mansion!"

"Oh, why?" The first great monk suddenly became interested, and almost all of the five Dharma Character Generations who were assigned to the "Fire Racon Room" had cultivated the True Yuan in one night last night, but this young swordsman, the qi in the dantian was still the same as having just survived the Red Dust Tribulation.

Is he not capable of this?

Of course not!

The clouds above his head are like dragons and tigers, the colors are colorful, and the cultivation of the true root bones is absolutely first-class. The other four black-card rookies who were far inferior to him could all cultivate more than twenty turns of True Yuan in one night, as long as he wanted to, how could he not be able to cultivate!

The Master Mianzheng Crane originally thought that this child was more urban, calm down, Nai's temperament, last night to recuperate and adjust the state, without a rush to start practicing the "Duo Heart Sutra", now it seems that people just don't want to take advantage of the elite cave mansion, arrogant.

"Because I don't need any special care!" Zong Heng seemed to be stating an ordinary thing like eating and drinking: "What others can do, why can't I do it!

If you change your mind in the future, you can come to this seat at any time. The first great monk couldn't help but admire this young swordsman a little. If this kid is in an elite cave where the aura is as high as five breaths, he can save at least 100 turns of true yuan a day, and when he goes to an ordinary monk's house where the aura is thin, no matter how hard he works, he will not be able to eat more than 25 turns of true yuan a day.

"I won't change my mind! But I have a small request, and I hope you will approve of it, Master. Zong Heng's request was simple, he wanted to be free to find beautiful places to meditate and meditate.

"It stands to reason that you can't, because you're too tender and it's dangerous to run around. But I also want to see if you're crazy or unusual......"

Zong Heng thought to himself that you know a fart, and you taught me a lesson. Nono retreated.