Sima Qing claimed that his master, the Confucian sage whom he considered his father, Sima Cao, was about to return.

Shan Pujia listened, but she sneered in her heart, "Can a dead old thing open the coffin and jump out again?" I have been in the Transcription Pavilion for a long time, and the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master have also discussed, saying that Sima Cao is afraid that he is cheating, and he will come out in the future, and he will unify the Confucian sect. Sima Qing, not to mention a cursive instrumental spirit, how credible his words can be. ”

Wow!

With a stroke of his finger, a ray of water light split out, like a sea of smoke, and slashed towards Zhou Gong.

Zhou Gong pressed his right hand, and a cloud of filthy force descended, turning into a filthy beast, which had three heads and five legs. "Whoa!" the Filthy Beast roared at the slashing water. With a bang, the water light from the mountain was shattered.

"It is a beast of three filths derived from supernatural powers. "How clever is the eyesight of the mountain tree, and it can also see that the beast of the three filths on the other side is just in its form, although it is a little powerful, it can be compared with the real beast of the three filthy beasts, it is simply an ant to a giant elephant.

"I'll show you what the real Filthy Beast is. Steeply listened to the mountain puff and shouted.

"Nani, is this person's contract beast a ......," the Five Absolute Sons exclaimed.

There are strange beasts in the Dirt Realm, called the Dirty Beasts, they are also ranked, the most terrifying beasts, it has nine heads, known as the Nine Dirty Beasts. And Zhou Gong's supernatural power is only the form of the beast of the three filths.

"It is rumored that only those who have a great opportunity to cultivate the Dirt can be recognized by the Dirty Beasts, has this person really won their favor? ”

"Damn, the same people, why do you perceive it so much. Why are all good things taken away by others, I have cultivated hard, and I am not as good as other people's cultivation in a day. If I fight with the mountain leaves, I will surely die. ”

"We dodged the energy arrows generated by Bi Fang Buddha and Sima Qing because of the tearing ratio, but if Shan Pujia wants to kill us, let's ask, who can escape from you and me. ”

The Mountain Dance Clan, the surviving nobles and commoners were all talking, and they were furious. In fact, they don't know that they have been given the magic power of the Confucian little sage, and secretly, the little sage of Confucianism is here, he is Sima Cao's personal disciple, and he enjoys the reputation of the little sage in Confucianism. This little sage is called Sima Jiexing, his eyes are cold, and he looks at Sima Qing, "What a waste, the master gave him magical powers and Confucian secret methods, but what about him, he can't even kill the only garbage left by the Doubi clan." I don't have to wait for the master to return, find an opportunity, I will clear the portal. Sima Xingxing's murderous intent has been moved, and he looks at Sima Qing's gaze again, and there is an endless killing intent hidden. "The filthy cultivation of the Mountain Dance Clan, except for Shan Pujia, Shan Meng and that Feng Jiuxiao, who are they, no wonder they will decline. This little Confucian saint thought disdainfully, he secretly used his Confucian magical powers, which made the monks of the Mountain Dance Clan present jealous and comparative, but they didn't realize it at all.

"I've been here for a long time, and Sima Qing's waste hasn't discovered me, can't everyone present be able to enter my Confucian eyes? Sima Jiexing sneered.

It's boring, because he always observes secretly, Sima Jiexing suddenly feels bored, and he also wants to participate in the tearing comparison of the filthy cultivators. "The master will return immediately, with the care of his old man, my status in Confucianism will be improved again, maybe it will not be a little saint, and the small character will be removed. Sima picked the stars and said in his heart.

After all, the little saint is a little saint, if he can't become a saint, it will be empty after all. Sima Cao is not, he is a sage who has lived for many years, and he cheated to death, that is, he will return to Confucianism, and when the time comes, Confucianism will set off another blood rain.

"Do I want to deliberately release my breath to let them know that Ben Sheng is coming. Sima Jiexing thought boredly, "Otherwise, I will really leave." ”

Bang!

Suddenly, a palm force struck and slapped at the back of Sima Xingxing's heart.

Someone discovered that the little saint of Confucianism was silent, and directly attacked him. "Okay!" Sima Jiexing said happily, "It turns out that there are still capable people, have you already discovered this saint?" "Whew, Sima picked up the stars and turned around, waved his right arm forward, and with a bang, all the palm power that attacked him was gone.

Sima Jiexing was stunned to find that his right palm was bleeding, and blood rushed up one after another, "It's not easy to break my body protection Qi." The Confucian Xiaosheng smiled, "So come out, let me see who you are, how dare you compete with my Confucian sect, don't you want to die." ”

"What about Confucianism, do you dare to use my Transcription Pavilion? A woman's voice rang out. Teng, red light burst out, and a woman walked out.

It's the person who is in the Transcription Pavilion, and it's the person who hunts down and kills the mountain tree.

But the woman and Sima Zhuxing are hiding their tracks, so that outsiders will not notice the clues.

"Ahh Sima Jiexing was taken aback, because he knew that all the people in charge of the Transcription Pavilion were men, and it was too difficult for a woman to have the right to speak in the Transcription Pavilion. can appear in front of the Confucian sage, whether it is the tone of her speech or her actions, she is the kind of posture that only people who have been in a high position for a long time have. "This woman, she was the first to discover me. There is a value of being killed!" the Confucian Xiaosheng was very excited. Whew, he shook his right hand, and all his injuries were healed. "Woman, report the name, this saint does not kill the nameless. You should feel lucky that you will die at my hands today. ”

The Confucian Xiaosheng let out his words, but the woman opposite ignored him and didn't seem to see him. This embarrassed Sima Juxing a lot, because he was ignored. "Damn, the status of this saint in the Confucian sect is very high, do you know who my master is. You are just a woman who came out of the Transcription Pavilion, how dare you underestimate this saint. Sima Jiexing roared, his cultivation was eaten by dogs, and he hated to kill the woman opposite immediately.

"Hmm, what did you just say?" said the woman from the Transcription Pavilion, she really didn't hear what Sima Jiexing was saying. That's why I asked. It's okay that she didn't ask, but when she asked, the Confucian little sage was even more angry, "Ahhh Ben Sheng never cared about the names of the dead. ”

"So you want to know my name. The woman said, "I'll tell you, there is a shortage of flowers." ”

"Is there a shortage of flowers?" Sima Jiexing said in confusion, "You are not a small person, why have I never heard of your name." ”

"Because I'm a low-key person. Hua Youque said solemnly, "That's why I don't have a reputation in the Transcription Pavilion, let alone you Confucians, you must not have heard of me." ”

"There is a shortage of flowers, you are deliberately looking for my bad luck, do you want to compete with me?" asked Sima Jiexing again. Although he knew the other party's name, the Confucian Xiaosheng still had doubts.

"That's why I gave me a slap because you're sneaky, otherwise, how would you notice me. Hua Youqian explained seriously, "You may not have found me, but I did." In order to get your attention, I had to make this decision. The result is still good, you are finally attracted to me. ”

"Funny!" the Confucian little sage said angrily, "You gave me a slap because you wanted to attract the attention of this sage, why don't you beat me to death, so that I won't forget you until I die, woman!" Sima picked up the stars and was furious, and at the same time felt that the people in the Transcription Pavilion were all wonderful, there were no normal people, yes for men, and the same for women. "No wonder Shizun said not to have anything to do with the people of the Transcription Pavilion, it turns out that he has already understood the old man, so he didn't let me repeat his misfortune. The thoughts of the Confucian little sage were instantly understood, so he said again: "There is a shortage of flowers, you are a person from the Transcription Pavilion, this sage will not kill you, leave." ”

Sima picking up the stars is clearly a lofty gesture, and it is a commanding tone. However, instead of getting angry, Hua Youqian laughed. When she smiled, the Confucian Xiaosheng was a little panicked, because he had never seen such a beautiful smiling face. To this day, Confucianism also accepts female students, many of whom are fairy beauties, but Hua Youxian has just smiled and compared all the women of Confucianism. "What's the matter, my heart to study has long been as quiet as cold water, why is there a wave today. The Confucian little saint exclaimed.

"Can I tell you that you are (muffled) up? Hua Youqian said with a smile, "Now, you are all a little saint cultivator, but you still have a mortal heart for me." It seems that you, the little saint, are just in vain. When you see me, you still don't hide it, obediently marry me, and I won't treat you badly. "Hua Youqi is extremely domineering, and her aura is strong, even in the face of Sima Xingxing, she is not afraid, and even her momentum is still above the Confucian sage.

Divine power, the palm power that Hua Youqian struck out before secretly concealed a divine power of the Transcription Pavilion, and this divine power is specially used to deal with men, especially men with high cultivation, the more difficult it is for them to resist. "I have long heard that Sima Zhuxing is handsome, and many men and girls in the Confucianism and dirt worlds and the writers' world have a love for him. Hehe, now that he sees me, he doesn't want to escape. Little Sage, Little Sage, you have already won my Transcription Pavilion, only women can use the supernatural powers, and the dark fragrance floats. "Hua Youqian is very calm on the surface, but in the heart it is not at all. Because it was also the first time for her to use the "Dark Fragrance Floating" magical power.

It turned out that Hua Youqian came to chase and kill the mountain tree, but she suddenly found Sima picking stars, although they were far away, Hua Youqian was still attracted by the Confucian little saint, and she did not hesitate to give up the task and take Sima Xingxing away. "The man in my picture, if you give you dozens of guts, you won't be able to escape. "Flowers have a lack of heart. When her thoughts fell, she suddenly heard a boom, and the surrounding space shook, but the sound came from Sima Xingxing's side, but the movement made by the Confucian Xiaosheng was really amazing, this time, everyone present found that the flowers were missing and Sima Xingxing.

"Ah, it's her, there's a shortage of flowers!" Shan Pujia also saw the people sent by the Transcription Pavilion to chase him down. Although the flower is not famous, its strength makes many people jealous, including the mountain tree. "It's not good to send anyone, it's this woman. Shan Pujia said calmly, "It is rumored that Hua Youjian has never failed in the task he has accepted. Well, the person opposite the flower is a Confucian person, and he is also a disciple of the Great Confucian, Sima picks the stars!" While discovering that the flower was missing, Shan Pujia also saw the Confucian sage, "Could it be true, Sima Cao is really going to return." ”

"If you see it, let's see it. "The flower is lacking in the dark way, in fact, she doesn't take the mountain tree in her eyes.

At the time of its founding, the vast majority of people were from the Yama Dance clan, but now, everything is different. The people of the Mountain Dance clan accounted for a part, but only a small number. Most of them are from other dirty races, even people from the cute girl world, the aunt world, and the writer world. For example, if there is a shortage of flowers, she is not a member of the Mountain Dance Clan, but she has outstanding strength, although she is a woman, her status in the Transcription Pavilion is not low.

"The man is ......"

"It's the little saint Sima of Confucianism who picks up stars!"

"Hehe, the Confucian people, really came. It is said that the Transcription Pavilion and the Confucian Sect are not separated, which seems to be true. ”

"It seems that Shan Pu Jia really escaped from the Transcription Pavilion, so they sent a woman to hunt him down? ”

"Shut up! Although the Transcription Pavilion is a man in charge, women are really powerful, and their status is not low. Dare to come and chase and kill Shanpujia, do you think that girl, her realm will be very low, and her strength will be very poor?"

The survivors of the Mountain Dance clan shouted again. Because they were all shocked, not only did they see the little sage of Confucianism, but they also saw women, women who came out of the Transcription Pavilion.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Hua Youqian's complexion changed sharply, because her "Dark Fragrance Floating" magic power was broken, and it was broken by Sima Xingxing.

"Woman!" Sima Jiexing said angrily, "You dare to use such despicable means against me, really because I am an ordinary man, I can't move my feet when I see you." ”

Bang!

Sima picked up the star's right arm and swung out, and when he landed, the air waves were rolling, like a galaxy rewinding, roaring and rushing towards Hua Youxi. This time, the Confucian little saint no longer had any mercy, and he was cold and wanted to kill Hua Youxian.

"Hmph, it's him!" Sima Qing, the cursive instrument spirit, also noticed Sima Xingxing, "This person always wants to refine me, and get my father's true handiwork, I will turn the danger into a disaster every time, so I also offend him." The purpose of his visit this time is not simple, I have to be careful. ”

Just like Sima Xingxing hates Sima Qing, Sima Qing also doesn't like Sima Xingxing.

"Man. ”

Hua Youqian sneered, "I'll give you face, but you don't want it, and you will do it to me in turn." What a beating!"

Phew!

Hua Youyi's right hand was in the void, and with a sharp grasp, the space burst apart, and suddenly, a thing came out, turned into a boat on the other side, and sailed to Sima to pick up the stars. With a loud bang, the boat on the other side smashed the wave of air swept out by the Confucian sage, but the giant boat still sailed forward, destroying and decaying, and the tangible things were all reduced to nothing under the bow of the ship.

"This woman is so cruel!"

"She is worthy of a woman who came out of the Transcription Pavilion. ”

"Confucian Xiaosheng, she dares to fight, and she gives the chief face of the Transcription Pavilion, even if the pavilion master and deputy pavilion master are here, they will also support this woman in secret. Which sect has such a ruthless character as her, I don't know if it is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes. Our mountain dance clan, when will such a character appear, even if it is a woman, it is worth focusing on cultivating. ”

"Don't even think about it, the women of the Mountain Dance Clan, don't you know, in addition to being a production tool, do they have other functions, all of them are like dead people, and they make people angry when they see them, so the men of our clan are basically Ji Lao. ”

The survivors of the Mountain Dance Clan saw the boat on the other side crashing into Sima Zhuxing, and they all opened their eyes wide and looked at the side of the Confucian Sect Sage.

"There is a shortage of flowers, she is demonstrating to me. Damn woman, I'll kill her. Shan Pujia said angrily, he was holding two beads, a thousand mountain beads, and a ten thousand water beads, and now, both beads have been refined by him.

"Compete with me, you dare to be distracted. Zhou Gong suddenly pressed his palm, boom, and the dreamlike vision had covered the mountain, "Die, boy, no one can save you." I will kill you before the people of the Transcription Pavilion, this is my promise to you. ”

"Your promise to me?" Shan Pujia laughed when she heard this.

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