Divine soldiers spread out, flying knives are vertical and horizontal!

Today's Shenbing shop is rare to have no guests, the atmosphere of death has a heavy solemnity, Feng Shenxiu walked slowly looking forward to the appearance of the Bailian flying knife, Lao Yue today resigned all orders, and made a special trip to wait for the arrival of Feng Shenxiu, with a pilgrimage mentality just to hand over the most exquisite killing weapon in the world to its owner.

Lao Yue believed that his name would become famous all over the world with these eighteen flying knives, and his name would be written on the genealogy of the mainland gods, which would be remembered through the ages. Looking at the flying knife in his hand with a distracted gaze, he seemed to see the future, and the young man in white held the flying knife in his hand, killing the scene of all the heroes in the world bowing down.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

The footsteps are not hurried or slow, like the drum beat played by the highest drummer, the interval is not chaotic, Feng Shenxiu is smiling and adjusting his state, in order to be able to use the most perfect self to receive a partner who will accompany him for a lifetime, this is the most pious etiquette for a warrior, supreme.

The sun is shining brightly, the golden afterglow is sprinkled into Lao Yue's shop, full of sacred taste, eyes on a counter in the distance, the countertop is delicate and elegantly carved with simple patterns, that is the taste of the change of years, the white brocade paving on the countertop is extremely solemn, and eighteen flying knives are arranged on it in turn to attract the eye, shining with cold light in the sun, and the folds are shining.

From the moment he entered the store, Feng Shenxiu's eyes were more attracted than the flying knife, and he didn't even notice the old Yue standing next to him, his eyes were full of pictures of flying knives slamming vertically and horizontally.

grabbed the flying knife and put it in his arms under Lao Yue's eager gaze, and smiled at Lao Yue: "The master's craftsmanship is extraordinary, I am very satisfied with the things, this thing is a reward, and I hope the master will not refuse!" Lao Yue moved his mouth and swallowed the words into his mouth.

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Wen Yazhi still doesn't know whether to live or die and scold, and then go home triumphantly, as soon as he stepped into the front door, he saw Wen Quxing's main room lady Wen Zhang's money coming, and was about to come forward to salute but unexpectedly became poisonous, in the face of the oncoming Wen Zhang's not only did not have the slightest respect, but actually looked up to the sky and smiled, extremely arrogant and domineering.

In the face of the rudeness of the concubine, Zhang's face was pale, like an angry cheetah, angry and angry, and he couldn't wait to eat this uncivilized bastard in front of him, he really ate the bear's heart leopard dared to ignore the majesty of the housemother and openly provoke!

"Snap"

Just wanted to teach the ignorant concubine the way of humility, but unexpectedly, this bastard actually fell alive, and he didn't breathe for a moment, like a dead corpse that didn't move, this situation frightened the angry Wen Zhang, and in desperation, he had to suppress the monstrous anger and lift the elegance and leave quickly,

The head of the Wen family's study is as elegant as a dead pig lying there, motionless, but fortunately he is lying down, otherwise the cold family rules will not let him go, you must know that the most important thing in the family is the issue of etiquette and humility. At that time, he impulsively armed himself with a big gun and slammed it horizontally, killing hundreds of millions of soldiers on the wall.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, a soft spiritual power passed through Wen Yazhi's arm, probing the situation in his body, and after time, Wen Quxing's face became extremely ugly, and through the probing just now, his son's body was dry and dry, like a person waiting to die. With Wen Quxing's eyesight, he can naturally see that this unfortunate kid has been beaten by someone, and after thinking about it, the murderous intent in his heart is churning, even if he is in the waste, it is also the son of Wen Quxing, the son of Wen Quxing.

Looking at Wen Quxing's ugly face, Wen Zhang's rare did not mention the elegant and disrespectful things, observing words and colors is a necessary skill for a woman, especially a woman of the dynasty or a family, only by making good use of words and colors can she maintain a long-term status and favor and will not be replaced by others when she is old.

No matter in that world, wisdom will always last longer than the face, and the face can have a twilight time, and who will see the day when wisdom is broken.

Fingers dotted to close the internal organs and forcibly protect the heart, leaving his life, Wen Quxing found that the poison in his son was very strange, and he had never seen it, its toxicity was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and it was extremely strange, making it impossible to catch the law of toxicity.

"Poof"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out and dyed the clothes red, dazzling, and the three smiles were just simple poison, but the incisiveness of the Tang Sect Poison Sutra was not so simple, otherwise it would be my no one in China, and I was not good at learning.

Of course, although the poison recorded in the Poison Book is powerful and has the ability to poison and kill the Spirit Origin Mirror with an ordinary body, the requirements are too harsh, and all kinds of conditions are needed to prepare it before it can be used to perform the lore! From the configuration of the poison and the method of application, there is no mistake in the slightest, otherwise it is yourself who will die.

The law contained in the Poison Book is terrifying, otherwise the Tang Gate of China will not have a great reputation, and no one in the sky and the earth dares to underestimate it, and the Tang Gate is still standing after five thousand years of China, which is the best proof.

Wen Quxing was in turmoil by the spiritual power in his body, and hurriedly swallowed the pill to stabilize his injuries, took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

To get great power, you have to pay the corresponding price, there is no free lunch in the world, let alone the beautiful thing that the world has lost gold!

In desperation, Wen Qu Xing had no choice but to ask for help from Elder Taishang, knocked on the permanently closed tower door, the three-story white tower was simple and vicissitudes of life, carved with mottled traces of time, "creak" The tower door was wide open to welcome outsiders, Wen Qu Xing stepped forward with his son in his arms, and at the same time the tower door trembled and closed as if it had always been like this, never opened.

The tower is full of withered grass, the sprouts are beginning to sprout, a dry and vibrant interweaving, the simple arrangement reveals the taste of the simplicity of the avenue, a white-haired person looks at the opening of his eyes, and the breath of the whole body is like nothing, like an ordinary person; Sit back and wait for death to come.

"Ancestor, the dog has a strange poison in his body, and he is ignorant and doesn't know why this poison, so he begs the ancestor to take action to resolve this misfortune!" Wen Quxing put Wen Yazhi next to him and knelt down. The eyes are pious and trusting, and for Wen Quxing, Elder Taishang is a god, a living god's mansion.

There is no space for words and silence, as if he didn't hear Wen Quxing's words, the sleeve robe was lightly lifted, and a soft force turned into a raft and dragged Wen Ya to the front of the seat, the strength of the elixir mirror showed a soft spiritual power at this moment, carrying a touch of soul power towards Wen Yazhi's body, exploring all the mysteries.

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With a flying knife and walking Feng Shenxiu was in a solemn mood, with an indescribable mood, if a pilgrimage, from the bottom of his heart, he came to the room Feng Shenxiu to find a white and flawless white roll, and gently arranged the flying knives in turn, lighting the ancient Zen incense, edifying with incense.

Burn incense and bathe, and the ancient Chinese rites are sacrificed with blood!

Ancient Chinese warriors regarded weapons as the second life, such as treasures, when their first soldiers had the incense and bath, fasting for seven days, sacrificing with blood, carrying weapons all day long to understand the heart of the weapon, so that people and soldiers are compatible, and the mind is figured out.

This is also the method of refining the natal divine weapon! It is also the highest etiquette of the warrior for the weapon, Feng Shenxiu finished washing at this moment with a pious attitude, picked up the jade piece in the bowl on the left and cut the radial artery blood vessels, and under the strong pressure, the blood spurted out and fell on the flying knife, and the faint smell of blood filled the air with an indescribable atmosphere was born.

As the sun set, dyed red and boundless, a faint golden light scattered in, the blood red of the flying knife seemed sacrosanct, the magic force moved slightly, and the end of the handle of the knife took off, and the blood rose into the air with an extremely bright murderous aura towards the tip of the knife, sweeping around the entire hut.

This is a sacred sacrifice, but also the cherishment of oneself, the weapon that accompanies a lifetime is like looking for a woman, only love will grow old, there will be no betrayal of the dog's blood, Fengshenxiu soul power extended out and wrapped in eighteen flying knives, carrying out the fusion of ideas.

Bailian flying knife is extremely clean at the moment, the blood of the knife body is absorbed, and the flying knife with both hands has a kind of intimate feeling that appears in Feng Shenxiu's heart, but it disappears under careful understanding.

In the face of such a problem, Feng Shenxiu was not surprised, he was well-informed, he naturally knew the story of the divine soldier's psychic, and the birth of this kind of intimate feeling indicated that in the future, the conditions allowed eighteen flying knives to have the possibility of evolving into divine weapons, although it was only a possibility that made Feng Shenxiu ecstatic.

A beautiful picture appeared in his mind, a young man stepped on the immortal god phoenix with a knife out of the space and shattered, a knife appeared in the sky trembling, and the white clothes fluttered like a magnificent scene of the collapse of the mountains and the chaos of the rivers and mountains between the gestures of the people of the fairy world. I couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and there was an indescribable desire in my heart.

The atmosphere in the ancestral tower of the Wen family was solemn, and Wen Quxing's heart was wavering, whether to save it or not! One was his own son, although he was stubborn, but his blood love was deep, he could not be faked, some were angry and had no intention of killing him, and the other was the family's protective divine skill.

Saving the son means that there is no protector for the family within three months, and it will be a devastating disaster if other family forces learn about it; As the leader of a big family, you must always keep the safety of the family in mind, and you must not act willfully, and your thoughts are rolling and you can't make up your mind again and again.

The choice of one or the other is undoubtedly the most tangled and helpless!

With a hint of luck, Wen Quxing's father-son love was surging deep in his heart, and he knelt down to Elder Taishang and said: "Please have mercy on the ancestor and save this poor child!" One sentence set the main tone, the powerful soul power of the ancestor of the Wen family came out through the body and wrapped Wen Ya, and the powerful cultivation of the spirit pill mirror came out vertically and horizontally, forcing Wen Ya to wash the meridians and force out the toxins.

The ancestors of the Wen family used high and profound cultivation to open up the eight veins of the elegant Qi Jing to connect the entrance of heaven and earth, paving the way for the martial arts road in the future.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and the fate of the world is really incalculable!