Chapter 39: The Altar? Sword Qi

The moon has sunk in the west, the song is full of peach blossoms, the shadows of the trees are refuted, and the shadows of people are stumbling.

The hills are like shadows, and in the gloom, huge plush tails stretch out, roaring eastward, mysterious and strange things, the air is cold and lonely, and the paths are building.

The temple is a little miscellaneous, the brilliant black background gold eagle, calm and cold, stepping on the river Xiling.

"Probably these places, other places are prohibited, stopped." Wu Ding is one, leading Zhong Libi to wash.

Speaking, solemn ceremony, in the open space of the wheel, there is a stone tablet.

The rubbing is far away, and it looks blurry, slightly dazzling, and a little dizzy.

"Contains heavenly principles, don't look closely, the strength of the person who rubbed is not high, but it is more than enough." Wu Ding Dao.

Watching off the field, the explanation is over.

Everyone else has a martial artist by his side, who teaches by word and deed, and introduces travel.

The flowers and plants are tender and green, the small leaves and branches are spreading, the sky is green, the seats are several, and the people are young. The age is not large, the radius is ten miles, the venue is full of people, the costumes are diverse, and they come from all sides.

Meditate and perch, warm the sword qi, that body is full of ghosts, the more the spirit surges, the mysteries and mysteries.

"Looking at the stone stele, the sword is angry." The theorem suddenly came to mind, and everyone who had to pass by.

The vast whirlwind, the fog is restored, and Zhong Libi washes the immortal cultivators, and his eyes are red and reflected.

"Could it be sword qi? But there are boats with ferries. ”

The stock is similar, but the two substances are fused with the qi of each sitter, and they are impressively sword-like.

Like apple seeds, the kernel seeds are inscribed by the source, and they are allowed.

Going out, Zhong Libi washed from the heaven and earth, one vein, and walked into the arena a few times, roaring excitedly.

"Stele."

Suddenly, the branches under the eyes were in the air, and the air mass was engraved by the stone tablet, one by one, and the way of heaven was clear.

The chest is depressed, twenty steps, not with spiritual power, the body of a mortal.

If you want to cover up, the pain corrodes the cerebral marrow, and you can experience a strong air flow, and if you don't pay attention to it, the blood flow will be eight holes, and the ears, nose and mouth will grow, and you will be drowsy.

Cross-legged, Zhong Libi washed and meditated, his skirt was lifted, and his white underwear was not revealed.

Five senses, epiphany, the first column of lettering.

"Drunken blush, ~"

The heart is abrupt, swordsmanship, knowing the attack method, not into the stream, mortal.

The basic mental method of the ordinary people of the sect is not in the ranks; The breeze floating river sword is also in the middle of the army.

It is not a high-quality product, and it is rare for a hundred years to be a big family, and it is a secret method of family treasures.

Where the level is a big layer away, not to mention the lower level of the ranks.

If the people who cultivate immortals in the outside world know, they will rob them fiercely, and they will not be reconciled.

The inexplicable air mass ranges, thick and diffuse, and it is difficult to breathe.

Zhongli Bi washed and obeyed, and the rules used their own resistance, although fine, the flesh and blood coagulated gradually grew evenly with time.

When there is not much skin and flesh, it will swell more and more, distinguishing the qi mass, which is similar to the sword qi for three points.

The pearl shot out, and the palms were clasped.

Sit quietly, condense in a state of sleep, and peel off the miscellaneous threads.

Clear and clear brain.

The pearl in the palm of the hand is as cold as frost, like absorbing the inner dan.

Zhong Libi washed the top of his head, the three-edged sword slowly slammed, and the sword qi made up for three points, and the difference was already five points.

The pearl is the first again, and the return can be ten pieces, finally.

The sword qi was formed, little by little, and gathered in his hands.

"That's all the sword energy." Half a stick of incense time, Zhongli Bi washed to give birth to so much.

Frustration and courage.

However, the oddity of pearl ineffectiveness.

I tried two, I stopped earlier, the pearl was enlightened, and the young amber said.

Enlightenment, Mr. Young will speak, schoolchildren are introduced to new wonders and see things in a new way that they have never seen before. Forming the three thoughts of the schoolchildren, they learn slowly, just like adults.

Well, too many pearls are ineffective, and the reasons are clear.

Giving it up, Zhong Libi got up, looked ahead, and after thirty steps, he meditated again in pain.

The eyes are facing the stone stele, and the inscription is recorded in the sea of knowledge.

Follow the practice, a light stroke, layers of ripples, ornamentation, the second line of words began to be clear.

Write them down one by one, a hundred steps, Zhong Libi washed the sword qi a few times, and it rose a little.

In the lettering, all the words are on the side, and the eyes are closed silently.

Zhonglibi washes the sky and the earth is round, the green mountains are far away, the lake is clear, and the hilt of the sword is in hand.

The breeze is light, the sword shadow comes out, the nectar is abundant, the ruler is green, the four-winged fan, the light and fluttering, turning and empty, flying and dancing.

The crowd in the field was slightly scattered, and there was a lack of moon seats, and only a few people.

The three young men arrived, and from time to time there appeared in the plot, "The air is good, but it's a pity that the hard-working people are hardworking." ”

"Eh," one of them noticed the man sitting not far from the stele, "that's not, it's not. ”

"Faster than we came," the trio whispered for a moment before entering.

Usually hangs his son, but he has come a few times, and the sword qi is pregnant for the first time.

Strong and sturdy, strong physique, among which the young man with blue talent, fat ears and big face, Bo Nansheng, was summoned by his father.

The trial site, the stone tablet is engraved with mysterious words, outlining people's hearts, and turbulence is normal.

Those who are not strong in mind are trapped in love and hatred obsession, gold and white jade wealth, inextricable, and willing to sink.

Never come out, in the illusory sea.

"No, don't," a nightmare, robbing the house and being relegated to servants, Bonansheng cried loudly, and his cheeks were full of tears.

The two peers gag, they didn't cover it for a long time, and their sword qi was half-pulled.

"Rotten wood can't be carved, let's say what about us, I've seen a lot of word tablets, who can stay." Be prepared to give up, as in the past.

"You," Bo Nansheng's sword qi was now formed, and it was not the same.

As an elder, the relationship is becoming more and more alienated.

The key breaking point, I don't care about everyone's hypocrisy, Bo Nansheng couldn't help but say it, and walked forward.

In half an hour, the sword qi increased greatly, and he grabbed the position with Zhongli Bixi.

"If you want it, and I want it too?" Bonansheng Road.

Beauty is the first to be exciting, but it is important and cannot be allowed.

The inscription is noble, the air mass oppresses the critical place, the territory is bowed to the marquis, the sword qi is the leader, and the clouds are hundred.

Enlightenment swordsmanship, distance is more aggravated.

At the innermost part of the stele, at this point, Zhong Libi washed it as well, "I'm sorry, I have to." ”

The moves are opposed, the fists are bumped, and the sword qi is exhausted.

The four of them were on the road at the same time, and the carriage and horses galloped.

"You, so much sword qi?" Bonansheng is very talented in the front row.

There is no way to compete with the green talent, and it is necessary to win completely at the head of the leader.

The truth is brutal reality.

Zhong Libi frowned slightly, and only said, "Have more time!" You'd better get out of the way and have an unexpected gain. ”

The foundation is unstable, meditate more, and the sword qi accumulation increases, and the number is many, and the current battle is the opposite.

Troubled like at home, Bonan sneered, "Heh, I want you to take care of the nagging." ”

Zhong Libi looked back and was indifferent.

The eyes are sharp, sharp and cold, and the needle of the sea god is not moving.

Looking at the immovable Mount Tai, Bonan has a stubborn temperament and can't change his fault.

"I still have a trick, if you are indifferent, accept your fate and get out of the way."

As he spoke, with the acquiescence of the other party, Zhong Libixi, his face suddenly changed, his face changed dramatically, and he smiled.

It is tall, broad-shouldered, and has large hands with five claws, which are curved.

Reach out to Zhongli Bixi.

"Dragon catcher." The power of softness is quite decent.

Zhong Libi raised his hand, tapped the top of Bo Nansheng's head, and turned over.

"Hee-hee," Bonansheng smiled and leaned straight ahead, pausing, "I'm turning." ”

Like a lustful drunkard, blindfolded with striped cloth.

Unable to bear it, Zhong Libi washed his hands and back, cut the back of his head three inches, and the acupuncture points collapsed.

"Huh?" Bonansheng fell to the ground and fell asleep, and it was dawn.