It took two days to get to Nakajima, and it was calm along the way, although it was a team of hidden demons, but it was only a ten-person team of refining the void and beating the leader, and Liu Jingxuan killed him with one punch by himself.

Liu Jingxun's suppression of the demon clan is quite unreasonable, it is simply cheating. In fact, not only the demon clan, if it weren't for the talisman given by Longqiu by Wenluo, I am afraid that he would also be stunned when he saw Liu Jingxun, after all, he is not a mountain monarch now.

Falling on the top of the city, the East Gate smiled and turned back. Liu Jingxun pointed to Wen Luo and made an introduction, in the future, everyone will be working together in Shujilou, so it's good to get acquainted with it.

Dongmen Xiaojiu roughly talked to Liu Jingxun about the form of the battlefield, the demon clan is increasing troops almost every day, and just yesterday, the first statue in a few months was lost.

Of course, Liu Jingxun understands that this is the beginning, and the more he will die in the future. Half an hour later, when Dongmen finished laughing and drinking, Liu Jingxuan looked at Wen Luo and asked, "The battlefield has turned around in a circle, do you have any suggestions?" Wen Luo immediately spoke: "The restructuring of Shujilou is imminent. The third floor is used as a military account, and the second floor is responsible for gathering intelligence, formulating tactics, etc., and moving all the things about exchanging military merits to the first floor. In this way, the first floor is in charge of money and money, the second floor is used as a strategist's account, and the third floor is in charge of orders, and things will be much clearer. Liu Jingxuan thought for a while and said, "Then move Song Yuanqing to the first floor and manage the affairs of the first floor with Ji Quan." All four of you will leave the second floor and go up to the third floor under my own command. On the second floor, there were some changes, Longqiu Baiyu and Dongfang Jilin were responsible for forming the team, Azul and another ghost cultivator who was about to wait for the island were responsible for collecting intelligence, and Xing Hanzao and Du Shen were responsible for formulating strategies. There are six remaining, and I will add them as appropriate. The future mother array will also be placed on the second floor. "Du Shen's boy?

Huo Inunian asked: "Look down on that kid so much, do you mean to let him play the chess game?" Liu Jingxun nodded and said with a smile: "For the time being, this is the plan, wait for him to play in June, return in July, and make a decision after another investigation." Even without him, we have enough brains like cold algae. "What's more, on the side of Qingxing Mountain, I'm afraid that there will be two more True Realms or one Refining Void.

According to the new rules of the World Conference, there is Gu Yijue in Qingxing Mountain, which is to be counted as a second-rate mountain, at least there must be a refining void and two true realms, Liu Jingxun is only a true realm, according to the martial arts realm, it can be classified as refining void, but it is still not enough.

But now in Qingxing Mountain, there are only a few people left, I'm afraid that only one of Su Gu and Fang Qimu can come.

As Jing Yang's former Xia official, Fang Qimu must be handy when he goes to Shuji Building to do things, but it's just ...... When the people of Qingxing Mountain come again, they still have to play, and they will die faster than others.

If one day he has to send someone to die, between the enemy and his relatives, Liu Jingchun can only choose his relatives.

Wen Luo asked, "There is another ghost cultivator?" Who is it? Liu Jingxun said: "I am also from Middle-earth, I didn't inquire about the specifics, I belong to the kind of person who is as careful as hair, anyway, according to what Azul said, he should be very capable." "Whether you can go upstairs or not, I won't know until I get the Demon Rejection Island.

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said softly: "It's all here, let's fight, within five years, it won't be easy to end up again." Wen Luo smiled, and there were two more rusty copper knots in his hand,

"That's what I mean!" Liu Jingxun turned his head to Longqiu Yang Li and Huo Dog Nian and said, "Let's go back, we're going to offend people." Huo Dog Nian laughed dryly: "Can you not take me?" I'm afraid I'll be poked in the back! Liu Jingxuan smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, if you break it, I'll stick it to you with mud." "On the tenth day of today's first month, after returning to the Demon Rejection Island, Liu Jingxun took Huo Dog Nian and secretly ran to the peach forest.

Suppose a peach tree can make a thousand nameplates, and a brand of 100,000 people has to be cut down to a hundred trees!

This is not a gap, this is baldness! Walking to the middle of the peach forest, the corners of Huo Gounian's mouth twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "The human emperor! Don't we say hello? Just cut it like that? But Liu Jingxun just walked around and chose trees.

After wandering all night, nearly thirty peach trees with thick trunks were selected. Huo Dog Year also understands that the choice of big trees, this kind of nearly ten zhang high trees, are more than 2,000 years old, but you can cut less.

Can...... This damn thing, it's all seniors! Don't say anything else, just the tree in the middle with Qin Wanyin's identity nameplate, don't you offend the Divine String Sect to death?

This also includes the peach tree hanging from the shopkeeper of the wine shop in the past dynasties, and you are not afraid that you will not even have to drink wine in the future?

Walking out of the peach forest early in the morning, Huo Dog is worried! As a result, Liu Jingxun asked: "Whose trees are they, have you written them down?" Huo Dog Nian sighed and said: "There are seventeen trees with seven surnames alone, and the rest are the trees of old-timers who have died in battle for two thousand years, and each tree has a brand!" "He wept and mourned,

"Can you spare me?" But Liu Jingxun had already stood still, and his mind moved, and nearly 100 identity plates had hovered in front of Liu Jingxun.

At the same time, Liu Jingxun transmitted more than a dozen people at the same time. Song Nanlai simply blew up, and the rest of the surnames were in a similar situation.

When Li Husheng heard the transmission, he scolded on the spot: "Liu Jingxun, your uncle!" "But after Tong Yu heard about it, she just kept a straight face and didn't scold.

Liu Jingxun took a step back, respectfully waved at the identity plate in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Seniors, I have offended. "Huo Dognian's scalp was tingling, because he had already noticed that at least ten angry monks were coming here.

As a result, dozens of thunderbolts had already fallen, and the thunder would only arrive when the ten people landed. Huo Dog Nian sighed, damn it, it's over the calf!

My old Huo has been bleeding for eight lifetimes, and I have such a pit with you! Until the time of the morning, a monk who climbed the stairs, a true realm sword cultivator, with a blue nose and swollen face, limped to the outside of the wine shop, but Wu Ye took out a pot of wine and did not curse.

How can people not be curious about such new things? Someone smiled and asked: "The Emperor of the People took Huo Dog Year to peek at the fairy bathing on the island, how did he make it look like a bear?" Huo Dog Nian made a straight face and said coldly: "Cheap bones? If you don't scold me, your skin will itch? The man sneered and turned his head hurriedly.

On the Demon Rejection Island, there are many things that are famous now. On paper, the soldiers squinted, and the red-clothed skeleton was crazy Yama.

What other musicians are Li Husheng, Wu Kui Shen Baiyu. Someone else started a poem, saying: "There are three floors in the life-saving building, and the gods are afraid of death." After a chess game a few days ago, there was another sentence: "Liu Renhuang's chess skills are unparalleled, and he almost fought a war." "Of course, the mouth is faster than the legs, and the Year of the Dog is also among them.

I don't know where these words came from, but I heard that they first came from the mouths of a group of children, and I don't know who they were.

Wu Ye came over with a pot of wine, and said helplessly: "What you did was a little underwhelming, I didn't beat you because you took good care of my family's sandalwood." Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said with a wry smile: "It's not that I can't find a thousand-year-old peach tree, I just want to bring it to the Demon Rejection Island before June, it's just a fantasy, I need to reissue the identity nameplate to everyone, so I can only make this decision." Wu Ye didn't ask in detail, but just said: "Give you an idea, which tree are those signs made of, who is hanging on the tree, and tell people when you change your hair, at least let the person who gets the nameplate know which heroic spirits this little wood carries." "That's a good idea.

For example, the seven surnamed Momoki will be given priority to the seven surnamed monks, and the rest will be given to the monks outside the island. Around noon, Liu Jingxun returned to the house, left his body to go back to the house to practice, and changed to a talisman stand-in to go to Shuji Building.

As for Chu Lian, he is still working hard to practice his sword. Originally, he had already walked through, but Liu Jingxuan suddenly turned his head and said softly: "From tomorrow, let's go to the first floor, you can do things slowly, but you must be careful." Song Yuan is older than you, although he is only a mortal, but you have to listen to him, he said that what you are asked to do, you just do it. Chu Lian nodded hurriedly,

"Good!" After saying that it was three days, Xing Hanzao had already drawn up a plan. Now Liu Jingxuan doesn't like to go into that house very much, and when there are few people, he sits on the top of the mountain.

After roughly looking at Xing Hanzao's formulation of the previous proposal, it is not bad, Sun Wendun is right, this girl is naturally suitable for doing this kind of thing, if she is seen by Liu Xiaobei, she is the best candidate for the next autumn official of the Jingyang Dynasty.

Tong Ling is a good talent, he learned the Yue Nu sword, and Liu Xiaobei also taught him, but he just didn't have the status of master and apprentice.

Liu Jingxun also knew that Tong Ling had no chance to take over Bai Longwei. Retracting his thoughts, Liu Jingxuan said: "Actually, it can be more detailed. Xing Hanzao grinned and took out another supplement.

"Mountain Lord, I studied the formation before, and I think it is possible to use Zhongdao as the middle palace, extend five thousand miles to the east, west, north and south, and lay out a large Nine Palaces and Eight Gates Great Array?" Liu Jingxun laughed, the more he looked at Xing Hanzao, the more he liked it, if he hadn't already had two female disciples, he would have dug up the corner of Sun Wendun's wall.

However, he still patiently explained: "First, the battlefield will not be static, and it is easy to destroy the large array. The second is that such a large array needs at least four great masters of the formation path to maintain it in order to play a role, and there are not so many people for the time being. Xing Hanzao sighed and lowered his head.

Liu Jingxun said with a smile: "It can be regarded as a means of pressing the bottom of the box, when the island has enough four Great Masters of the Formation Dao, you can let them practice first, what if they use it one day?" A few hours later, on the top of that mountain, Liu Jingxuan had wine in one hand and cigarettes in one hand, although it was a stand-in for Fu Zheng, he didn't feel wasted.

It wasn't until Shen Shi that Liu Jingxun slowly got up, put away the cigarette stick, dropped the empty wine jug, took a step, and went up to the third floor.

After Chen Huangting went east, Liu Jingxun sat in the fisherman's courtyard all night without saying a word. He didn't blame Chen Huangting, let alone Zuo Hengchuan, Deng Evil Wind and the ancestor of the Deng family teamed up to set up a blindfold.

He blamed himself for not being able to do better.