No one paid attention to the time, and the whole world was quiet anyway. Lin Xiaoling and the other girls lay on the ground horizontally, Jiang Long was afraid that they would catch a cold, so they all hugged them to the sofa and lay down one by one.

This old demon is really not drunk in a thousand cups, it seems that these drinks are not strong enough, but these girls have all been put down. When Jiang Long was about to hug Yang Xueyu, but Yang Xueyu hugged his thigh and refused to let go, confused and as tall as the local tyrant, don't go, let's be friends, Jiang Long could only simply sit down and let her fall asleep drunk on her thighs. A half-drunk man came to him and lay down, sleeping on her other leg.

It's a purple robe. At this time, silence is better than sound, and everything is in silence. He is the teacher and they are the students. Every qiē is so quiet, so harmonious, even the rhythm of breathing echoes. The most beautiful nocturne in the world is nothing more than that.

There was also a man who did not sleep and was not drunk. Sikong Shaohua didn't drink all night, because her situation was very special, she couldn't drink, and once her consciousness was a little blurred, she would kill indiscriminately

After the two students fell asleep, Jiang Long carried the two of them to another sofa, took off his sweatshirt and sweatshirt and draped them over them, and the night was a little cold.

Jiang Long and Sikong Shaohua sat on their backs, the starlight shining on the floor, reflecting her, like an elf in the night.

Sikong Shaohua had a question for the teacher and asked, "Teacher, isn't the little plum rain very beautiful?" ”

Jiang Long looked at the distant stars outside the window and said, "She is a very beautiful child. Sometimes it's silly and stupid. ”

Sikong Shaohua asked again: "What about the nymphomaniac?" ”

Jiang Long recalled for a moment, and then said: "She is really a nymphomaniac, a who likes flowers very much, and even splattered corpses all over the ground for the blood of a beautiful flower. She is really beautiful when she is obsessed with flowers, just like a fairy who walks with the flowers, I hope she can fulfill her ideals, find a quiet place where no one can disturb her and plant her flowers quietly. Then she would be a real flower fairy, not a blood-colored mandala. ”

Sikong Shaohua thought for a while, and then asked, "What about me." ”

Jiang Long didn't need to understand her, he just doted on her with an instinct. It doesn't take any reason to spoil them, and it doesn't take a motive to protect them, it's all natural.

Sikong Shaohua took off the angel's feathers in front of the window, and the moonlight fell on the other side of the angel like a pearl, blooming the only manzhu shahua in this world.

The moonlight shines through his fingers, and the moonlight caresses the flowers on the other side with the moonlight in his palm.

Those who see flowers smell the call of death, which is the tenderness of the devil**.

Manzhu and Shahua are in the world, this is the other side, and this is also the Pure Land, where there are deer kneeling like angels bowing their heads, kissing the flower of death.

The tenderness before death is so beautiful, maybe this is the other side.

The flowers on the other side do not see each other, and the leaves are long when the flowers fall, just for the next flower to bloom and reincarnate. Manju folded himself only to meet Sahua at the most beautiful last moment. The final death is the destination and the most beautiful in this life, just to let Sawa see the most beautiful Manzhu.

Flowers bloom and fall in a cycle.

Before dawn, Jiang Long was still sitting on the ground, caressing her face as if he were caressing his own. Sikong Shaohua fell asleep on Jiang Long's lap, this is her Pure Land on the other side.

Jiang Long closed his eyes, and his mind immersed himself in his first pattern: Pure Yang Ding!

Just now, Sikong Shaohua spat out pure yin and made peace with pure yang. It's a feeling of fascination.

Pure Yang Ding is his body, and it is also a mouthful. The body is the tripod, the tripod is the body, and the pure yang is not broken. Perhaps it was the blossoming of the flowers on the other side that made his soul wash and become incomparably pure, and even the pure yang essence body in his Pure Yang Ding became incomparably pure.

The blossoming of flowers on the other side soothed the soul and washed away the madness in the pure yang essence blood.

Lifelong cultivation is only to reach the other shore and see the truth of heaven. At this time, the flowers on the other side have been cut down, and the Dao heart is transparent, and he understands the orthodox cultivation path of the pure yang true immortal in ancient times.

The best furnace in this world is not the Taiyin Xuan Demon Furnace, Sikong Shaohua is: the Sword Furnace of the Afterlife

The sword furnace of the past life can burn the past karma and cut off the body. Legend has it that although the Mahayana beheaded the past, the present and the future, the three bodies could resist the three calamities and nine tribulations of the Ascension Tribulation, and finally achieved the immortal position and ascended to the immortal realm. In the past, Jiang Long was a cultivator who longed for ascension, constantly preparing in advance, and had already prepared for the path of merger when he was in the Yuanying Realm, and then began to prepare for the slashing of the three bodies in the Mahayana realm.

Iniquity for the sake of ascension. Now the furnace of rebirth has burned his past sins with the fire of rebirth, and now he has not yet reached the Mahayana period, and his past body cannot be cut yet, but Sikong Shaohua is still too weak to burn his past body for him.

The Miao Furnace is the first pattern of the woman, and it already contains the secret of the Heavenly Dao, Jiang Long originally used the incomplete secret method of the Divine Refining Dao to make her a reality, and constantly overdrew her potential, in order to study the mystery of the Sword Furnace of the Past Life without breaking the pure Yang Ding.

At this time, she willingly let down her guard and let him study, even if he needs her to die now.

Jiang Long now has no more arrogance in the past, and knows that he does not have the ability to study the mystery of this sword furnace now. He doesn't need to be like the legendary Immortal Emperor Xuanyuan to comprehend the Three Thousand Great Dao. He only needs to cut off three of his bodies and land on the other side together.

No matter how wonderful the Dao pattern is, it is only for the sake of cultivators.

If the people laugh, I will step on the world with one foot, and if the sky is bullied, I will break the nine heavens with one punch.

At this time, after Jiang Long finished looking at the Pure Yang Ding, he used his will as a carving knife and engraved the five beginning patterns on the Pure Yang Ding! The moment he carved the five beginning lines, Jiang Long's body was like a black hole of law.

The natural pursuit of the Tao is the natural achievement of the Tao Law.

The roots of the bronze lotus lantern continuously extracted spiritual mist and heavenly laws from the unknown places in the extreme depths of the soul network, and supplied Jiang Long to reforge the pure yang tripod.

The unknown and well-known spiritual mist actually contains the broken law of the five elements. Under the effect of the World Refining Mantra, these spiritual mist containing magic methods were continuously refined into yellow-grade first-grade lamp oil. Jiang Longyi only has one product of true qi, and he can only refine the highest level of lamp oil that can be refined at the moment.

The speed at which the spirit mist refines the sacrificial lamp oil is very slow, far less fast than the speed at which it refines living creatures. Because cultivators or demons and monsters have all been cultivating for more than ten or twenty years, whether it is strength or Taoism, they have been condensed to a certain extent. ]

Now it's just enough to use. , , and it was obtained by risk, if it was not necessary, the bronze lotus lamp would not be so risky to steal a large amount of spiritual mist.

The wick of the bronze lotus lamp spontaneously combusted, and the lotus fire continued to burn the pure yang ding.

With a loud sound that opened the world, five tripod patterns were finally refined on the Pure Yang Ding: the five beginning patterns of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.