readx; Yin seems to this magical manual, his heart is excited and hard to admire, is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought, now, in his own hands, concentrate on studying and cultivating it, after the performance is mature, a try of skills, can it be the same as the annotation on the book, correct words will have a beginning, become a powerful magic superman, will be invincible in the world, a flick of his fingers, wave his hand to point the country, kill the bloody road, the emperor should not let it, it is not far away!

Yin Xian's heart is extraordinary, he is out of the rivers and lakes again, who dares to disobey will be killed, the bloody martial arts white road, a vicious current rolls over, all the way bloody pervades the space, those who follow me are prosperous, those who are in the same stream are honored, those who are not rebellious die, those who resist stubbornly die, there are two ways to go in the martial arts, only one can be chosen, there is no third way to go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yin Xian held the book "Netherworld Demon Skill" in his hand, intoxicated with the dream of the future, and the ecstasy in his heart Needless to say, this is a joy that he has never had since he was born, it is difficult to express, he opened the parchment book and read it hungrily.

There is a poem on the introduction of this book "Netherworld Demon Skill": "The beautiful scenery of the gathering of a hundred flowers, before the full spring of the flowering period, the red, purple, red and orange are colorful, and the flowers and mountains are embellished." It is divided into twelve chapters, each chapter is named after twelve flowers, which are, plum blossoms, apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, roses, pomegranates, lotuses, wind fairies, osmanthus, chrysanthemums, hibiscus, narcissus, and twelve flowers of spring, which converge to form a branch of red peony, commonly known as the safflower club, can be practiced by twelve people at the same time, refining such magic skills, the magic power is infinite, unfathomable, not irretrievable, unless there is a corresponding restraint method, otherwise, there is no huge energy to compete with it.

"Netherworld Demon Gong" is extremely profound, to choose people born at twenty-four hours, according to the son, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Shen, You, Xu, Hai pair practice, but also each person to practice a chapter, after the practice is mature, each has great mana, if it is a joint attack, in the world, there is no powerful person and object, can restrain this magic energy, if one person is alone, can be refined into a demon, it is also unpredictable, however, there is no demon combined energy to be greater.

Since then, Yin Xian has studied "Netherworld Demon Skills", carefully pondered the secrets in the book, memorized the magic tricks by heart, and reveled in it physically and mentally, immersed in the artistic conception of the magic nightmare all the time, immersed in the magic addiction, and was in a half-crazy mad state.

Yin Xian was a highly intelligent person, and three years later, he worked hard to grind the "Netherworld Demon Skill", and mastered the magic trick and refined it into the Netherworld Demon Skill.

One day, Yin Xian babbled in his mouth and said: "The beautiful scenery of the hundred flowers gathering, before the flowering period is full of spring, the red, purple, red and orange are colorful, and the flowers are embellished." He took out a peachwood sword, stood dozens of feet away, and slashed at a large protruding rock on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" There were countless loud noises, and a large protruding rock, in an instant, disappeared in front of the eyes, only a puff of smoke and dust, straight into the space and floating in the clouds, refusing to disperse for a long time.

Yin Xian is heart is also a pang, this unsightly peachwood sword, after being connected with the magic trick, can cut off millions of square meters of rock in one slash, such a huge power, in this great world, who can resist it, even if the gods stand in the way, they can't withstand the power of the wooden sword.

Yin Xian wants to be the overlord of the rivers and lakes, the emperor of the world, relying only on himself, obviously he can't make a forest alone, and this kind of thing of winning the world by one person is also impossible, and he wants everyone to pile up firewood and flame high, and every drop of rain accumulates into a river! He decided to collect disciples to form a safflower society and establish a powerful safflower army to fight the world in the Central Plains.

Yin Xian refined the Netherworld Demon Skill, decided to go down the mountain to find a person with superior intelligence, and accept apprentices as his disciples, he went down the mountain with a peachwood sword, and walked for more than 50 miles, when he came to the Shangyuan Village Farmhouse, he saw more than a dozen people in a circle, beating a rough man.

This rough man is a green forest thief, this person is Feng Motou, surrounded by more than a dozen people from the Zhengzhou Mighty Dart Bureau, and wants to beat him to death.

Yin Xian passed by at the right time, and used this peachwood sword to kill the dart bureau personnel led by Tie Fowler, which saved Feng Motou's life.

From then on, Feng Motou became Yin Xian's first disciple, and then recruited a group of thieves to find a group of backbone personnel to form the Red Flower Society.

The eighth demon is Du Crazy Idiot, the mourning name is called "Poisonous Bee", took a few pages of hand-copied paper handed down by Yin Xian, he found a quiet place to sit down, opened the page and looked at it, the first page read: "Osmanthus fragrance".

A poem falls into view.

The poem says: The fragrance of osmanthus is dreamy, Wu Gang is in love with the moon, and the cold court is cold, and the lamp by the book is dim and bitter.

People are lonely, they say that they are talking, Xiao Xiao is angry and moves the mountains and rivers;

"Poisonous bees" pondered the poem word by word.

The fragrance of osmanthus is dreamy. In the golden autumn of October, the osmanthus is fragrant, bursts of fragrance, coming head-on, the fragrant fragrance is just right, the smell is intoxicating, and the boiling thoughts enter the dream.

As soon as I smell the fragrance of the wood, I have sweet dreams, and in the intoxication of the fragrance, infinite thoughts surge, and I become a wild horse, galloping in the vast sky.

Wu Gang is in love with the moon. Wu Gang in the Moon Court said that he was accompanied by Yu Fu, but he was secretly in love with Fairy Chang'e.

For a long night, Wu Gang was lonely, watching Laurel accompany Yufu every day, and living in the Yuting Cold Palace with the beautiful Fairy Chang'e, he couldn't help but say that he had been in love for a long time.

The moon hangs on the tree slightly after the head of the person about dusk, this golden hour.

Wu Gang witnesses every day, countless red men and green women in the world, hugging and hugging among the flowers and plants in the bushes, warm fragrant nephrite into his arms, Qingqing and I kiss hotly*, how can I not be restless?

Looking at the fairy Chang'e around her, she is not only beautiful and beautiful, but also has bright eyes and bright teeth, fragrant lips and red lips.

Wu Gang couldn't help but fall in love with Fairy Chang'e.

In the dead of night, I have a crush on Blue Fox Ji, and we are together every day, which is really touching the beauty and love, and I am happy to see it.

It was cold in the wide cold court. In the Guanghan Garden, the sky is naturally high and cold, and it looks cold and deserted, becoming a cold palace.

Oh! Alone in the stone room, similar to the Guanghan Garden, lonely and cold, lonely and lonely, the cold air comes out from the bottom of my heart, cold from head to toe.

The lamp by the book is dim and bitter. The old man who wrote the poem, sitting next to the book, a dim lamp, shining on the writer with a sad face, was tormenting his body and mind with bitter feelings.

Yo! This is really a self-portrait at this time! There is no dim light, sitting by the side of the book, a little shadow, frowning and frowning, but it is a person who reads a manual, and the bitter love is not wrong, tormenting the body and mind, but it is really true!