In the Jinguo Kyoto, in the Shenghua City Liquor Shop House, with the slight ripples of the void, a white-shirted figure slowly appeared, and Wang Ming, who had just opened his eyes, just condensed and regained his serenity~, perceiving the illusory cyan shadow in the depths of the primordial god, the corners of his mouth also outlined an inexplicable smile: "Although I lost two-thirds of my divine soul consciousness, I found the opportunity to master this world, heh~, compared to the time it takes to steal the origin power purely by space, it is nothing!" ”

The mind turned~, Wang Ming's eyes were deep and faint, as if he looked through the pavilion in front of him, and looked downstairs at the young man who was scratching his head and smirking in the void, and after a while, he shook his head slightly when he slowly opened the door: "Forget it~ My heart is not so cold~ Let's just have some fate~!" Besides~Where is this place~,Hehe~"

With a chuckle~, Wang Ming's deep eyes as bright as stars were withdrawn from a distance and returned to normal. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah~Brother Wang~, you're out~"

Just out of the house, stepping on the wooden stairs and not walking a few steps, there was a crisp and joyful delicate voice in my ears, looking at the girl sitting in the light blue shirt and smiling in the hall and the white and deep snow outside the store, my eyes flashed slightly, I stretched my shoulders, and chuckled: "Yes~just came out~!" ”

Huang Rong smiled and beckoned when she heard this: "Hehe~, Brother Wang, come down quickly~, I'll go to the backyard and bring the warmly ironed soup and vegetables~!" ”

"Wait~, Sister Rong'er~I'll help you~" Mo Chou, a girl who was still a little savvy on the side, reacted instantly when she saw her movements, and the delicate body set off by the purple shirt jumped off the chair and quickly chased after her.

As the two women left their seats~, the forehead of Yang Tie, who was sitting opposite them on the long table, was tightly wrinkled again, and his rough hands were also grasping his patched and sewn leg pants for a long time and did not let go.

"Daddy~!"

"Alas~" Hearing his daughter's weak and comforting voice, Yang Tiexin looked at the corners of his clothes that he was dragging and her slightly pursed lips, couldn't help but close his eyes and sighed, and then raised his eyes to look at the white-clothed boy who had just come down from upstairs, and said with a forced smile: "This son~, can you trouble you and me to talk to the side for a while~?" ”

"Uncle Yang~, what are you going to say to your eldest brother~, didn't you make it clear to you just now~? That's my sister-in-law~! Besides~I'm going to eat later~"

As soon as the words fell~, a simple young man sitting next to him couldn't help but be confused, and in the end, he rubbed his belly, which was wrapped in thick clothes.

Yang Tiexin couldn't help twitching half of his cheeks when he heard the rough words of his nephew beside him, and only waved his hand after a while: "Forget it~ Forget it, the old man is fine~ Don't bother the son~, Nianci~ Jing'er, pack your luggage~ Let's go!" ”

"Hmm~" Mu Nianci's personality is not as hot as her clothes, and when she heard the voice, she just lowered her head and got up from the stool.

"Huh~?" However, Guo Jing stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said in confusion: "Why~ Uncle Yang?" ”

"Whew~" Yang Tiexin took a deep breath and then explained: "Jing'er~ Didn't you see that this inn has been chartered by this son~? ”

"Is it~, I thought it was because it was snowing that there were no guests~! It turned out to be because of the eldest brother~" As Guo Jing nodded and sighed~ Yang Tiexin couldn't help but exhale with relief, but as soon as his breath came out, Guo Jing pulled his stool and turned his head: "But~, Uncle Yang, you don't need to pack your luggage and leave~, the eldest brother is very good, don't care about these~!" ”

"Cough~~" Yang Tiexin was already covering his chest at the moment, his face was flushed, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood from his mouth.

"Thank you, Childe~!" As the saying goes~ People are unlucky enough to drink saliva and stuff their teeth, and the problem here has not been solved, and there is also a problem on the daughter's side~, but seeing that the daughter Nianci who had already gotten up sat down again, she was thanking the boy in white opposite and taking a porcelain teacup.

And Wang Ming just shook the teapot in his hand with a chuckle when he heard the voice, and said loudly: "It's nothing~, it's all the problem of those two girls~, I don't even know how to pour a cup of warm water in such a cold weather~, a confused person is still confused~, hehe~!" ”

"No~, it's just~~It's just~" Thinking of the heroic posture she showed when she first saw her, and the low appearance of hearing that the son was a daughter, Mu Nianci's fingers tightened the teacup and couldn't help but purse the corners of her mouth, although she was weak in temperament, she was also strong, but she didn't expect this to be the result.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was secretly sad, Wang Ming smiled and pushed the warm kettle towards a guy who was blinking thick eyebrows and staring at his wrist.

"Hehe~ Thank you, big brother!" As soon as he touched the hot pot, Guo Jing smiled, picked up the two big bowls on the table, and didn't say happily until he was full: "Uncle Yang~, you also warm up~!" ”

"Alas~" Yang Tiexin sighed, glanced at Wang Ming obliquely, and sat down on his knees again.

"Goo Dong ~ Goo Dong ~, Ha ~ It's so warm~!"

The exclamation of Guo Jing's drinking sounded in his ears from time to time, Wang Ming's fingers tapped on the tabletop, frowned, and took his gaze back from Mu Nianci, who was holding the teacup in front of him, and his eyes flickered with the snow in the sky.

When he used to mess around, he was pitted by a novel, and at that time, he had the impulse to kill the author with a knife and the guy who recommended the novel to him~, and finally thought that this was controlled by a harmonious society, anyway, since then, the author of the novel has been directly blacked out by him in his heart, and he has not read the idea of a novel for nearly a week after that book.

Now~, looking at Mu Nianci in a tight-fitting red shirt~ Wang Ming shook his head, how about the vase Since he was fated to meet Lao Tzu, he collected it, no matter what kind of defender FFF group slapped him to death, good buddy! Heh~ Send a girl, send your uncle! Lao Tzu has the ability, even if he doesn't do anything, he can't raise it.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming only felt that the Yuan Shen was smooth all over his body, and the demon god soul that had lost most of it was inexplicably fluctuating and condensing, and with the sound of footsteps behind him, he gradually smiled at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, and put away his tapping fingers: "The one who steals the hook is punished~ The one who steals the country!" Fortune has come to this ~ I steal the world! When why~?! ”

With his eyes closed, a vast and imperceptible turmoil came out of the void around Wang Ming's body in an instant, and in a certain hall of the Quanzhen Ancestral Court in Zhongnan Mountain, the land of Qin and Shaanxi, King Ma Yu, who was sitting cross-legged, was in a mound and position, and the body of the Quanzhen Seven Sons was instantly shocked, and then the pupils of his eyes were clear, and several sharp blades with different sword intent were drawn, either benevolent ~ or changeable ~ or cold and continuous seven ways, and the momentum of the whole body also changed greatly with the transformation of internal force.

"Sword ~ Come ~" It wasn't until the multiple low shouts in the hall sounded one after another, and the imposing palace calmed down, Ma Yu felt the slightly turbulent bronze sword in his hand and the sword qi phantom condensed in the dantian mansion couldn't help but stroke the sword body, the white beard trembled, and when he saw the same posture of the junior disciples beside him, he instantly laughed loudly: "Haha~ Congratulations to all junior brothers~ Congratulations to the second junior sister, promoted to the innate ~ sacrificial sword method!" ”

"Haha~ Senior Brother Danyang, senior brothers and sisters, rejoicing together~ Rejoicing!"

"Haha~ Dealing with the opportunity, but you took what the senior brother wanted to say first~, but it's not too late to say it now~, junior brothers~, senior brother Danyang~, the second junior sister is happy~ happy!"

Sun Buer has long been accustomed to the strange appearance of Senior Brother's sturdy body, but he still can't suppress the excitement in his heart and waved his hand to the side: "Congratulations to all senior brothers~, today we are sacrificing the method of cultivating the Pure Yang Patriarch Immortal Sword, but I have no worries~!" ”

"It's still too early to say it~, now that the magic sword has just been sacrificed, you can't leave your body a foot ......"

"Okay~Okay~, Datong~ Don't you have to sweep the temperament of the senior brothers every time~"

Looking at Senior Brother Chu Xuan, his eyes were colored~ Hao Datong glanced at Wang Chuyi, who was sitting silently on the side, and also reacted, and hurriedly waved his hands and said ashamedly: "Yes, yes~, Guangning's fault~ Guangning's fault!" ”

"Senior Brother Danyang~, when Yuyang was able to sacrifice the sword, his mind was exhausted and his body was a little lacking, so he retired first~!"

"Hmm~ Yuyang, you can rest for the time being~, tonight Changchun and I will be on duty in the ancestral hall~!"

"No~, Yuyang will go to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestor at that time! Senior Brother Danyang, it's time for you to take a day off~ Don't hurt your body! Brothers, brothers~, sisters, Yuyang has retired! ”

"Hmm~, senior brother knows!"

"Alas~" As Wang Chu's impermanent hand retreated, Ma Yu and the others, who were smiling, bowed their heads and sighed.

Sun Buji, a quiet and scattered person who didn't know what had happened on the side, couldn't help frowning and wondering: "Senior Brother Danyang~, what's wrong with him~?" ”

Ma Yu heard the voice~ stared at the back of his junior brother, who was already far away, and thought of his junior sister's jealous and hateful temperament, turned around and waved his hand: "It's nothing~, everywhere~ everywhere, let's go back to each place~, and we have to prepare for the Quanzhen Ceremony in a few days!" ”

"It's ~ Senior Brother Danyang!"

Looking at the appearance of several senior brothers who were obviously hiding from themselves~, Sun Buer's brows wrinkled even deeper, and he stretched out his hand to hold the Qiu Chuji who was left at the end and glared at him and said: "Changchun~, what happened~!" Senior brother, how can they all be like this~! ”

Although he is ranked last among the seven sons~, Sun Buer, who was Ma Yu's wife, was also the first to follow Wang Chongyang's cultivation, so his momentum is so awe-inspiring.

Qiu Chuji's body was slightly stagnant for a moment~, and then he lowered his head and stroked the hair between his chins and thought for a moment before he spoke: "I can't talk about my senior sister now~, but I'm sorry for Zhijing's nephew~!" But it started yesterday......"

"Ah~Damn Demon of Demons~!" Half an hour later~, with a sharp roar in the hall, Sun Buji was already clenching the saber he had just practiced, his eyes were red, and the sword was slashed through the air and shouted~, and then he clenched his fists angrily and said: "Senior Brother Changchun~Why did you agree to the demon's request~, but let Zhi respect him~Him~, ah~~damn~ Damn!" ”

"Alas~, Zhijing~, I'm really ashamed of you!" Seeing that the senior sister was angry but had already realized the reason and still couldn't accept the situation of the sword's fierce strength, Qiu Chuji sighed in a deep voice and walked out of the palace, although he was ashamed that he and the others betrayed the disciples, but their seven sons all knew that even if they let themselves and others make a deal with the demon, they would not regret it at all, for the sake of Quanzhen, for the sake of the master's Dao inheritance, for the tens of thousands of Quanzhen disciples on Zhongnan Mountain, they must also do this!

And the seven sons of Quanzhen, who were full of shame and were still carefully preparing for the Quanzhen Grand Ceremony after a few days, didn't know that at this time, there were two blood-colored phantoms in a cave not far from them in the Zhongnan Mountain Range, and the tall and sturdy body slowly condensed with the cold heart that was beating slowly in the chest.

At the same time~, an old-faced savage with a pale face in a deep mountain and old forest was also slowly moving towards the direction of Zhongnan Mountain step by step.

"Ahem~, Diao~, what do you say~What is a sword~? The old man can really find the true meaning of the sword that the man said on Zhongnan Mountain~, cough~~! ”

"Goo~Goo~Goo~" With a dull coo, a huge ~ ugly eagle with a sarcoma appeared behind him, and he was taller than the savage, but his nose was blue at this time, his face was swollen, and the cyst was swollen, and the feathers all over his body were bare, although the roots were falling off, but his posture was more like he had been pulled out.

"Alas~cough!" The haired savage wanted to sigh, but he couldn't help but clutch his chest and cough.

"Goo~Goo~"

"No~No~, carving~, the old man~cough~ If you can't see the true meaning of the sword, you will never ~ cough to death~!" Waving his hand to block the bare wings of the big eagle flapping on his back, the wild man took a deep breath before saying: "You too~, obviously that person is not a god or an immortal and has no malice~, I just want to see the old man but I have to offend him~, cough cough~ ...... now"

"Goo~"

Feeling the trembling body of the eagle behind him and the incomparable horror of the voice, the bearded savage waved his hand again and again: "cough~, good~good~good~, the eagle~the old man won't say it~!" The old man won't say it~! Let's go~ Let's go! ”

"Goo~~!" Looking at the weak appearance of the owner in front of him, the hairless and ugly eagle glanced down at his whole body, as if he thought of that nightmare day again, and the eagle's eyes were also full of crystal in an instant, and the two lines of tears were also smashed to the ground along the bare body, leaving a water shadow on the rocks in the deep mountains~!

Since you have walked around Xiangyang in this world, of course you can't go around somewhere and leave some souvenirs by the way!

"Prajna honey ~ Mani Mami! Earthquake~"

"Bang~Kwara~"

At this time, there is no peace in the northwest of Saiwai~, with the smoke and dust from the fragmentation of a rock, a certain fat monk who looks like Maitreya is already full of anxiety: "Master~Master~, are you okay~?" Master~! ”

"Phew~Bah, it's okay~, Bah~Darba~, it's okay for the teacher~, fortunately, my Dragon Elephant Praruo Gong has broken through to the eleventh layer~!" Listening to the apprentice's impatient rough voice, the smoke and dust also echoed in response.

After a while~, a thin monk with a high forehead came out, rubbed his blackened eyes and face, rubbed his dusty face, and didn't care about the tattered clothes and a few bloody scratches on his body, and ran quickly to stare at the golden figure in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Darba~, is this the power of the relics that the Buddha taught you how to use just now~?" (To be continued.) )