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"Qing Song is also very tired, he has been guarding the sea of blood for so long, his nerves are tense all the time, and he is asleep. It is also a relief, at least it can allow him to rest for a while without having to stretch anymore. ”

I smiled reluctantly.

"No, who else is driving him to sleep?"

The old turtle still didn't believe it, he was a little lost, he should have been reunited after a long absence, but he was told that Qingsong Daoren was asleep and would not be able to see him for a long time.

"You know the power of the sea of blood. It was the demonic blood of the ancient powers, and the people of Qingsong Dao had done their best when they were isolated and helpless. Don't worry, he's only leaving for the time being, and he'll be back. ”

I was full of pride, trying to infect the old turtle with a positive attitude, I know that he is not feeling good now, after all, Qingsong Dao people are a fatherly existence to him.

Don't look at the old turtle who is stupid all day long, but he has no sense of security, all people who are stupid on the outside, there is a fragile area in their hearts, and many times, they just use stupidity and heartlessness to cover up the fragility of their hearts.

"This old shrug. I can't do it without me, yard, I've only been gone for a long time, and he's been beaten to sleep. The old turtle forced a smile and scolded "angrily".

"Let's go, go home and watch TV, and take you to eat Malatang."

I'm going to talk about topics at the right time.

"Okay, let's go." The old turtle shrugged his head and returned to me, "You stinky boy, why did you just tell me now?" Such a big thing. ”

"Master, I was wrong, wasn't I afraid that you would be unhappy, I deliberately concealed it for a while, thinking of finding an appropriate time to tell you." I smiled and lifted the turtle up and placed it on my shoulder.

"Master, please put it on the shelf."

"It's pretty much the same, I saw that you had a good attitude of admitting your mistakes, so I generously forgave you and got off." The old turtle picked his nose unhappily and said in a muffled voice.

"Good. Let's go. I nodded to Anyarin and the others, and then, under the gaze of the 5.5 million monks, our group of five took off and left quickly.

After we left, the monks around the edge of Meishan Village all dispersed, they were attracted by the Heavenly Tribulation and the breath of Heavenly Will, and after finding out the situation in Meishan Village, they did not dare to pick it up.

The news that An Yalin had successfully become the host of the Creation Bronze Coffin had already been known to them, and it would probably not be long before the entire cultivation world would spread the news.

An Yalin and I are both bronze coffin hosts, and this information alone is enough to deter countless great forces.

"Brother Yang Yun is gone, and I don't know when I will come back, the distance between me and his strength is getting bigger and bigger."

Zhang Xuan looked up at the sky in a daze, a little distracted.

When Zhang Zhiyuan saw his granddaughter's appearance, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

After we left Meishan Village, we quickly flew towards the university town, which was our common home, and after wandering away for so long, we always had to go home to see.

The monk's psychology of perfection is very heavy, and after wandering outside for a long time, he must return to his hometown for a while, and return to the ordinary for a short time.

An Yalin is now the peak of cultivation and the peak of the high-grade ghost king, with the ability to continue flying, but the first time she flew alone, she looked miserable, swaying like a young eagle that had just learned to fly.

"You guys laugh and try again." Anyarin glared at us fiercely.

"Who made you laugh?" My face was solemn, "Chilian, are you smiling?" ”

"Definitely not." The tip of the red refining foot lightly trampled on the void, and it shot out like a cannonball, and in an instant, it swept over thousands of meters at a terrifying speed.

"You're the one who laughs the most." Anyarin flew crookedly in front of me and slapped me on the back of the head.

"Ah, can you not always hit the same spot?" I protested.

"I can't."

"Damn."

We weren't in a hurry, flying above the clouds, surrounding Anyarin to prevent her energy from falling from the sky, while teaching her the experience of taking off.

From her, I seemed to see the scene of my first flight, strikingly similar, both flying badly, and the two of us really had no talent in flying.

Just as we are leisurely taking off, the mundane world of the human world is exploding, and the citizens of the whole China are not calm, and the atmosphere in society is like throwing a missile into a pool of stagnant water.

What caused such a big upheaval was Qianling. When the Qianling Tomb was opened, countless ordinary people and the army watched from a distance, and they recorded the scene when the Qianling Tomb was opened.

Moreover, the scene of the monks flocking into the Qianling Tomb was also recorded by them, and the immortal-like figures flew into the Qianling Tomb and disappeared into the image, like immortal traces.

This broken image was not destroyed, and was uploaded to the Internet by countless hitters, and in just ten minutes, it attracted more than 100 million clicks, sweeping the front pages of major video playback websites.

Major news media and newspapers rushed to report the news, and at first most people thought that it was a video made and fake.

Although the zombie incident in New York has refreshed the worldview of the world, the Qianling incident is too exaggerated! It's not that people don't believe it, it's that they can't believe it!

When the number of video hits skyrocketed, a mysterious video suddenly appeared, which was an image detected by satellites, and the affected content was still a scene of abnormal changes in Qianling, but the angle was different, and it was viewed from top to bottom.

This video is obviously a video of hackers hacking data and stealing it. Although the video was deleted by major websites as soon as it came out, countless people saved the video and it went viral quickly.

The topic of "Qianling Miracles" firmly occupies the first popular position on Weibo, and no one can shake it. Hugh Mo Dao brother.

Weibo's popular posts are all about Qianling, and the miracles of Qianling have swept up all communication software, websites, newspapers and television stations.

At this moment, everyone believed in the authenticity of the video, and suddenly everyone couldn't calm down, for a while, the stories of gods, demons and monsters prevailed, and people's worldview collapsed, and they were all thinking about whether there were really immortals in this world.

The hottest tourist attraction now is Qianling, since the videogate incident

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While the world was feverishly talking about the miracle of Qianling, a group of five of us had already returned to our home in the university town.

Anyarin had already bought this house, and the trouble of paying rent every month in the province was dead.

The five of us stood in front of the familiar house, and we were full of emotion in our hearts, Chi Lian was better, he didn't stay with us for long.

There are 4 of us, but we have a deep affection for this place, and this place carries too many memories for us.

"Hum," a bronze key suddenly condensed in my palm.

We walked to the front of the room, opened the door, and a heavy, musty smell came to our noses.

"Oh, that's sour." Yuan Tiangang and I, and the old turtle spoke in unison.

I controlled the air in the room with a fluctuation of my mind, pushed the dirty air out of the room, sucked the fresh and natural air from the outside world into the room, and cleaned up the dusty house in an instant.

"It seems that the monk is really convenient, and with a wave of his hand, the house is cleaned." Anyarin smiled and looked around.

"Yuan Tiangang, you set up a formation inside and outside the house to block the dust, absorb the aura or something."

"Okay." Yuan Tiangang nodded.

"It's getting late now, we haven't eaten ordinary food for a long time, today I'll cook with Anyarin and get you a decent meal."

The supermarket is very close, we went to buy some ingredients, made a good dinner together, and filled the round table, which is also our reunion dinner, after 10 years, we must celebrate when we meet again.

The main thing is that Anyarin is resurrected, and everyone is happy.

After dinner, I gave Yuan Tiangang and Lao Gui their bank cards, kicked them out, and casually found an excuse to blow Chilian away, and suddenly only me and An Yalin were left in the room.

"Arlinn, I have something to talk to you about." Anyarin and I sat on the couch and watched TV.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm going to go to the bedroom and talk." I squinted, stood up and stared at Anyarin tightly.

"You don't seem to have good intentions." Anyarin looked at me strangely.

"What do you say?" I picked up Anyarin and turned and rushed into her bedroom.

"What for?" Anyarin was held by me, struggling incessantly.

"you."