Chapter 15 The correct way to open the chat group [Seeking to follow-up]

Chat groups.

Immortal Zhenren: "??? ”

Lin Meng: "??? ”

Moon worship: "??? ”

Ye Fan: "Xiao Linzi, do you want the immortal boss to cut chickens and practice swords?" What are your intentions? ”

Looking at Lin Pingzhi's words, everyone was extremely shocked.

Unexpectedly, you are actually such Lin Pingzhi!

Lin Pingzhi: "Wait, I don't mean that, everyone has misunderstood, the immortal boss Mingjian!" ”

Lin Pingzhi: "If there is no guidance and gift from the immortal boss, there will be no Xiaolinzi today, how dare I disrespect the boss?" ”

Lin Pingzhi: "I think about it, my Lin family can get it, and the sword book left by the ancestors is the most valuable treasure." ”

Seeing that everyone had misunderstood, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly explained.

He was sincerely grateful to Li Changsheng for his guidance and the immortal method that Li Changsheng bestowed.

Looking at it, although there are a few stinky money in the entire Lin Mansion, it is obvious that it cannot be in the eyes of the immortal boss.

is also the ancestral sword spectrum of the Lin family, which can barely be regarded as a treasure.

Giving it to the immortal boss as a souvenir is enough to express his heart.

【Ding! 'Lin Pingzhi' sent an exclusive red envelope to the group leader 'Changsheng Zhenren'! 】

Changsheng Zhenren: "Your kindness is poor, and the sword spectrum is not necessary, you can take it back!" ”

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's explanation, Li Changsheng shook his head.

What a thing!

Not to mention the evil sword spectrum, even the entire laughing proud world is insignificant to Li Changsheng.

With a single thought, he can open up a large world, let alone a small world of martial arts.

Besides, he uploaded the two immortal classics after evolution, and he did it casually.

Although Li Changsheng wanted to rely on the chat group to preach Daluo, he didn't expect Lin Pingzhi either.

The difference in life level between them is too great, and it is really difficult for him to be interested.

Lin Pingzhi: "Please also ask the immortal boss to accept it, Xiao Linzi's kindness may not be able to be repaid forever, but Xiao Linzi doesn't want to suffer in vain and feel uneasy!" ”

Lin Pingzhi: "Please big guy for the sake of Xiao Linzi's fist heart, just accept the only most precious sword book of the Lin family!" ”

How valuable is the immortal code given by the immortal boss?

Lin Pingzhi couldn't estimate it, but he knew that he would not be able to repay this kindness in his life.

If he accepts all this with peace of mind and is indifferent, he will have a bad conscience.

Although he doesn't have much conscience.

Ye Fan: "I understand what Xiao Linzi meant, no merit will be punished, right?" ”

Ye Fan: "Wait, then how can I repay the kindness of the immortal boss?" ”

Ye Fan: "Otherwise, I'll find ten or eight beauties to come over and serve the immortal boss?" ”

The so-called grace becomes enmity, Ye Fan understands this truth.

As for Lin Pingzhi's meaning, he naturally understood it.

Lin Meng: "Haha, this can be had. ”

Moon worship: "Vulgar! I've got to find one hundred and eighty of them! ”

Good guy, I can't imagine you are such a moon worshipper.

Changsheng Zhenren: "That's it, Poor Dao accepted it, you really don't have to always worry about it, Poor Dao is just doing it casually." ”

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi said it sincerely, a picture of me dying if you don't accept it.

Li Changsheng thought about it for a while, and decided to take it, and it was a big deal to throw it aside or destroy it directly.

After that, he reluctantly clicked to receive the red envelope.

"Whew!"

Out of thin air, a somewhat shabby and dark yellow robe appeared, floating down from the void.

Li Changsheng caught it and glanced at it roughly.

Sure enough, on the inner lining of the robe, thousands of small characters were written.

In the first line, it is indicated at the beginning: If you want to practice this palace, you must first go from the palace.

"Huh...."

At this moment, Li Changsheng's Dao heart kept beating.

It was as if something had attracted his Dao heart.

"What is at stake with me?"

Li Changsheng pinched his fingers and counted, and finally his gaze fell on the robe.

"Time and space trace!"

His originally casual eyes immediately became serious.

looked at the robe in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a mysterious rhyme.

Li Changsheng's divine thoughts crossed the long river of time and space, dating back to the birth of the robe decades ago.

A picture flashed in front of his eyes, but it was the scene of the monk Watayuan being ordered by the Red Leaf Zen Master to go to Huashan to retrieve the Sunflower Treasure Book.

Monk Duyuan answered Yue Su and Cai Zifeng's inquiries, and secretly wrote down this fragmented version of the "Sunflower Treasure Book".

Subsequently, coupled with his own understanding, he secretly recorded it on the robe, and it became "The Sword Spectrum of Warding Off Evil Spirits".

At this moment, a faint purple light fell from the sky and fell on the robe.

"I see, it's actually ...."

Seeing this hazy purple light, Li Changsheng understood everything.

100,000 years ago, the Sanqing Dynasty was sanctified, and Zhun Ti was sanctified one after another, and the flood ushered in the age of saints.

The Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi were very hot, coupled with the instigation of the demon master Kunpeng.

So the three of them hit it off and set their eyes on the people of Hongyun Dao, intending to kill people and seize treasures.

If you want to say that this red cloud is the first unlucky ghost in the flood wilderness.

After he first opened his heaven and earth, the first red cloud in heaven and earth attained the Tao, and he was regarded as an innate supernatural power.

In the past, when he listened to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, Li Changsheng had a nodding friendship and a friendship with him.

When Hongjun gave three lectures, he accepted disciples on the spot and distributed the foundation of enlightenment, that is, Hongmeng purple qi.

Sanqing is the authentic sect of Pangu, and is accepted as a personal disciple, and each person has a Hongmeng purple gas.

Nuwa has great merits, and she is also accepted as a personal disciple, as well as Hongmeng Purple Qi.

In the future, the two of them set up a separate side door and were accepted as registered disciples, and they were given a Hongmeng purple qi.

There is a Hongmeng purple gas left, and Hongjun said: Those who are destined will get it.

In the end, it was actually won by Red Cloud.

Later, the other six people were sanctified one after another, but Hongyun did not move, which naturally attracted the covetousness of others.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng attacked Hongyun, killing him on the spot, and the true spirit was reincarnated.

But the Hongmeng purple qi on Hongyun's body disappeared and disappeared.

Even the six saints who were secretly following this battle did not find the figure of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Now, 100,000 years have passed.

This Hongmeng purple qi actually appeared in front of Li Changsheng's eyes.

No, it should be one of the wisps of Hongmeng purple qi.

When Hongyun saw that he was invincible, he blew himself up and died, and the Hongmeng purple qi in his body also disappeared.

It turned out that it had left the desolation and turned into 129,600 wisps of purple qi, scattered among the heavens and worlds.

One of them came to the world of Xiaoao and fused with the robe of the monk Duyuan to become an evil sword spectrum!

"It's... It's really, fate, it's really wonderful! ”

"Is this the right way to open a chat group?"

When he saw the robe, Li Changsheng deduced the cause and effect.

He stretched out his hand, took out the purple light from the robe, and put it into the Mud Pill Palace.

1/129600 Hongmeng purple gas, get √ to start.

It smells so good!

"Boom..."

The Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation shook, and the Heavenly Machine underwent subtle changes.

This change in heaven immediately attracted the attention of the saints.