Cape rain falls on the blessed land

Genting Sword Sect lobby

"The subordinates are guilty!" Ao Thunderbolt shook the surrounding mural fairies and knelt down and begged for mercy.

"The son can be taught!" Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, smiled and helped up the little eleven who broke out in a cold sweat.

Everyone in front of the hall had to watch the thirteen of them mess around, after all, the realm cultivation was 108,000 miles away!

The autopsy fairy forest snow dance, ranked second in the line of loose cultivation, and the method of dismantling the corpse into eight pieces is unparalleled in the world.

Qin Ruixin, the red crisp hand of the rolling shutter, ranks third in the line of loose cultivation, and Xia Ji Yin God is unwilling to go to the reincarnation of the ghost ghost, and is willing to incarnate as a red crisp hand of the loose curtain.

The porter Sun Qingen, who ranks fourth in the line of loose cultivation, is the royal dog leg of the ancestor of loose cultivation, and his strength is endless.

Chen Qingniu, the coffin bearer, ranked fifth in the line of loose cultivation, because he cut off all the dragons in the world in his early years, he had too many debts, and he punished himself for carrying the coffin for thousands of years.

The eldest grandson of the mountain patrol envoy forgot his feelings, ranked sixth in the line of loose cultivation, and the designated mountain patrol envoy of the Yunding Sword Sect of Fangcun Mountain in the fantasy world, and then took refuge in the ancestor of scattered cultivation, and came to Fangcun Mountain to hide and patrol the mountain depending on the mood.

Xu Huajun, a dressing female official, ranked seventh in the line of loose cultivation, lived longer than Nanshan, once served as the empress of Liguo, and later died in the country, so she was incognito and willing to be the dressing lady of Meng Ying, the unruly princess of the Dream Dynasty.

Li Guigeng, a knife catcher, ranks eighth in the line of loose cultivation, writes anecdotes, mountain spy reports, and is the ancestor of the novelist.

Shangguan Haitang, a one-word master, ranks ninth in the line of loose cultivation, the originator of a fresh move and eats through the sky, and a natal word "Jue" is enough for his life!

He is Han Wei Chi Linjia, who ranks ten in the line of loose cultivation, fishes out the wrong door, and specializes in refining the lamentations of all living beings in the world for his own use, formerly known as the Great Demon of the Flying Ascension Realm.

Liu Ruoning, the sewing man, ranks twelfth in the line of loose cultivation, and his natal supernatural power is "tailor-made, and the weather is cold", and he is a sword cultivator in the Yupu realm.

Han Ying, the person in the book, can be transformed into any person or god in the Six Realms at the end of the ranking of the first line of loose cultivation, but he is useless in the outer heavens.

Today, it is time for the great day of scattered cultivation and gathering once in ten years! Thirteen people from the north and the south, or the sword, or the wind, or the drawing of talismans, or the shrinking of the mountains and rivers, are coming in an instant.

It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and the thirteen people will use the Yunding Sword Sect as a place to vent their bitterness for the time being.

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Groundless

There must be a reason

The yin and yang weirdness of the South China Sea lone rider Lang Ao Thunder is not for no reason to ask this question.

Not long ago, Ao Pi heard that the three veins of sword cultivation, qi refiner, and martial artist had formed an alliance, intending to encroach on the single vein of scattered cultivation, so that he could not vomit and be unhappy today.

Originally, the protégés withered in the first line of loose cultivation, and only thirteen of them were left. I thought to myself that we are so miserable and miserable in our scattered cultivation, and you still cannibalize non-stop, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and kill all of them? This obviously means that you don't want to give us a loose cultivation and leave a way to live!

"Ao Shiyi, it's rare for us to see thirteen people in the same vein, and we have a happy gathering. It was originally intended to let the big guys have a moment of peace. You're good, look at what you mean, what do you mean? Co-author, you are sincere, come here to find fault with the big guys, isn't it happy?"

Regarding the ability to turn her elbow outward, she sews Liu Ruoning, and there is no one.

Nanhai Lone Rider Lang Ao Lei ranked eleventh in the line of loose cultivation, although he was the eleventh brother of the sewing man Liu Ruoning, but the two of them did not deal with each other very much, so they had the disrespectful name of "Ao Eleven".

"Eldest sister, the two of us are on one side, you elbow out, what do you mean?" Ao Li said with a wry smile.

Liu Ruoning, who has a fiery temper, doesn't want to be so calm. On weekdays, I have been wronged by you, and today the new accounts and old accounts are boiled. If you have to pull out the ugly man, I was wrong about you.

"Twelfth sister, forget it! Forget it!"

The sewing person is in the same vein, and the natal magic power is "tailor-made" and "cold clothes". On the northern ice field, it is excellent. But now that you are all in this Yunding Sword Sect that is warm in winter and cool in summer, you can't hold the twelve sisters, add a few more mink clothes, and you all here must not die of heat!

"Yo, Twelfth sister, take out a few sewing needles, who are you trying to scare here? After the piercing, keep your northern ice field sewing people, and from now on there will be no peace!"

Today's South China Sea lone rider Lang Ao Thunder has been flying to the realm for many years. On the other hand, Liu Ruoning, the twelfth sister sewing, has only worked hard for three years. Therefore, comparing goods and throwing them away, people are more angry than people, and her mother is still sulking. I have to admit that the difference between the two of them is three realms! Otherwise, he Ao Li would dare to be so arrogant and domineering? Replaced by Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, he would dare to take a breath of air in the South China Sea?

"Brother Zhang Yu, why are you still watching from the wall, swallowing clouds and spitting fog? Don't you pay attention to it!" Chen Qingniu, the coffin bearer, said while pulling the twelve sisters and squeezing his eyebrows at the eldest brother.

Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, is the leading brother of the scattered cultivation lineage, also known as the "scattered cultivation ancestor". His cultivation realm is comparable to that of Lu Zhuan Daoren, that is to say, his Taoism is all over the sky, and he is evenly matched with Dao Ancestors, which means that he is open to five or five. Chen Qingniu, the person who carried the coffin, cultivated in the natural environment, if he was not powerful, he could kill more than a hundred South China Sea lone riders with one slap, nothing more.

"Little brother, this is a bad word! Gathering for a casual cultivation gathering, what you want is such an atmosphere. You kid product, a product with a lot of fun! Everyone has too deep grievances on weekdays, and because they are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, it is difficult to fight each other. Now it's good, a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, right in front of you. Anyway, everyone preaches and seeks immortality, and if they die, their skills are not as good as others, and there is no reason to complain. The big brother of the rice thief, Zhang Yu, has nothing to do with himself, laughed and laughed.

Laughing and laughing, the melon seeds in the hands of the rice thief brother Zhang Yu continued, and continued to watch the play and eat melon seeds like a nobody.

Twelve people, it's hard not to pull the shelf, who called her the sewing man Liu Ruoning The waves are turbulent, the mountains are stacked, and you can't see the tail end!

There is also the South China Sea lone rider Lang Ao Pi, who considers himself an old onmyoji on weekdays, and has a weird yin and yang everywhere, offending many people in the same way. Now that he owes his mouth and is beaten and beaten, it is also a reasonable thing.

"Big guy, rest for a while, let me say a fair word, little brother. I don't want you to bully people like this, what kind of hero is eleven beating one! In addition, the fourth brother picker Sun Qingen, the fifth brother coffin bearer Chen Qingniu, the sixth brother patrolling the mountain envoy Sun Wangqing, and the starling brother Li Guigeng, the knife catcher, you four old men helped the twelve sisters sewing Liu Ruoning beat me, I don't blame you. After all, everyone has a love for beauty. However, as a scholar, you usually talk about the articles of the sages, and you actually take advantage of the danger of others to attack the twelve sisters, which is a little too much to say, right?

"I didn't do anything, you kid won't blame me, right?" Zhang Yu, the big brother of the rice thief in the distance, covered his mouth and smiled.

"Big brother, are you embarrassed to say half a sentence with a shy face? I don't have to talk about your old man, do you help your relatives, understand?"

"You stinky boy, you have a hammer!" Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, slapped a thick and simple slap, and his words came in an instant.

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Thirteen scattered cultivators, get together, that's it, it's always like this, heartless, talk and laugh, and disperse!

Each goes back to his own house, and each finds his own mother.

"Hide people's eyes and ears?" the wooden sword ranger Fu Yuanqiu understood and thanked the thirteen scattered cultivators.

"Little calf nose, the avenue is promising!" Ao Li covered his red and swollen mouth with his back and waved goodbye with a smile.

In this way, everyone who was immersed in watching the thirteen people perform the monkey drama did not notice that Dong Xuan Zhenjun Fu Ruoxiong secretly crossed Chen Cang when he was dying.

Dong Xuan Zhenjun Fu Ruoxiong treated the seriously injured and dying Heavenly Demon Emperor Qin Houcan, and treated him with Jue Soul Ying Zhu. To be precise, it is half of the better, and it still needs a hundred years of conditioning and recuperation.

"That Daoist who is comparable to Dao Ancestor, is it really so free?"

"The skills are not as good as people, can they be regarded as nothing?" said the eldest brother of the rice thief, Zhang Yu, Xinhu words, the wooden sword ranger, Fu Yuanqiu.

The answer was not asked, the wooden sword ranger was very displeased, asked the sword sky, and the fist shook the mountains and rivers.

"Although Dong Xuan Zhenjun Fu Ruoxiong is dead, there are still wooden sword rangers in the world Fu Yuanqiu, and his fist is higher than the sky!

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Zi Xuanyang, who had just woken up from a big dream, was in the remote corner of the blessed land of the cape and rain, and muttered in a low voice.

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp, in Xia Zixuanyang, I don't accept it for a long time!

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As the saying goes, it is very good, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and two people who are in the same cape and rain fall on the blessed land. Either Zi Xuanyang went to find Fu Yuanqiu, or Fu Yuanqiu went to Zi Xuanyang.

The pinnacle showdown, just around the corner?

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"[What about Fu Huanjing]?" Qin Duya, who had never met before, asked for no reason.

"Call you Dad, what are you doing?" Fu Huanjing said arrogantly.

That's all I have to say, Fu Huanjing, you teach me to do things.

With the flying sword letter from his former best friend Fu Ruoxiong, this appearance of Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, is really not an unintentional mistake that is pointed at casually. It's intentional, the kind of intentional thing that is very willing.

Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, but the Scattered Cultivation Ancestor didn't think so, and he didn't care at all.

Qin Houcan, the emperor of the Demon Realm, was robbed of the Yin God by the Emperor of the Human Realm for a long time, exiled his yang body to the back kitchen of the Ziyuan Mansion, and incarnated as Jin Yaojia to suffer.

Although Dong Xuan Zhenjun Fu Ruoxiong desperately saved the Yang Body Jin Yaojia, he was not a complete Demon Realm Emperor Qin Houcan after all.

Merging the two into one is a long and tortuous process, and it requires a strong and powerful organization to promote and help one or two.

Looking at the four sides of the human world, the starting point of the world, the world of book flags, the world of Jinjiang, and the world of vertical and horizontal worlds, only they have thirteen people who are scattered and cultivated, and they can be worthy of this great task!

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Without Dong Xuan Zhenjun Fu Ruoxiong's cape, the rain fell on the blessed land, and the weather was clear and the wind was much smoother.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants, demons and monsters, without this natural avenue overpowering the dog, all of them suddenly became full of energy. dared to swagger out of his cave, stretch his waist, and show off his coquettishness.

It's like a thousand-year-old dark room, and it's lit up as soon as it is light.

The wooden sword ranger Fu Yuanqiu thought about it again and again, and decided to go down the mountain for a long trip, and the destination was Jinjiang Tianxia Zhongnan Mountain Forest Hidden Pavilion.

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Qin Houcan, in his previous life, was a Zheng Zheng iron cavalry of Great Qin, who killed millions of enemies in the six countries on the battlefield, and was named "Qin Ren Tu".

The dream of the human emperor was originally a small pavilion chief in a remote mountain village of the Great Qin Empire, and he spent half a hundred years studying the old Qin people, wanting to defeat the millions of lions of the Qin army.

So far, he has succeeded in his dream, and it is quite successful.

The whereabouts of Qin Rentu are unknown, and his life and death are unknown.

The old Qin people are alive in the world, and there are never more than 100 people.

As soon as luck is said, Dream Liunian firmly believes in it, and there are many disciples of the angels, and there are many mysteries for it.

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Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky.

Near Nanhai Islands

Nanhai rode alone Lang Ao Thunder, limped back to the South China Sea, and was laughed at for a long time by a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs in front of the door.

"You laugh and laugh! I won't tell you anything, my beating is not in vain. At least one thing proves that Brother Zhang Yu still thinks about my little brother. Otherwise, why don't you see him beating others?" Ao Perak comforted himself.

"Oh, you say yes, that's it!" the shrimp soldiers and crabs nodded their heads one after another.

What is the situation in the East China Sea now, Ao Li, the lone rider of the South China Sea, will not care at all, and he does not want to take care of the help or two.

However, in the South China Sea, there is his lone rider in the South China Sea. Even those Heavenly Immortals who flew to the Ascension Realm also needed to weigh their own weight. There is a life to come here, whether there is that life, return home and settle down.

Those who come from the south, those who go north, those who are in the South China Sea, and those who are in the ice fields of the north. The Netherworld Land of the South China Sea is not a place that no one cares about.

What's more, it happened that the lord of the South China Sea, Ao Pishi, was hit hard by the Yin God, and some of the mountain and wild cultivators didn't just want to come and find out the bad luck of his old onmyoji.

"Ye Xiu Yin Xiangshu, come and ask Jian Nanhai Duqi Lang Ao Thunder!" Yin Xiangshu, a swordsman from the Longmen Realm, used his sword to find the way to death.

"Yo he! There really is a villain who is good at falling into the well and making matters worse! A mere swordsman in the Longmen Realm dares to come to the South China Sea alone to find death!" Ao Li crushed the wine glass to show the majestic Dharma Dao.

"If you're big, you can bluff people?" it's ridiculous!" swordsman Yin Xiangqi sneered.

"Laughing, you are a swordsman, who is my South China Sea lone rider Ao Li, that is the well-known old onmyoji, and the ancestor of your '' line! Let's go! Don't shake the tree with mayflies, it's ridiculous!" Ao Pi retracted the law and persuaded this uninvited guest who didn't know whether to live or die.

"Life and death are downcast, if you don't accept it, you will do it! What kind of calf are you chirping, what kind of calf are you talking about?"

"The avenue wins, you can't beat me. If you don't change your persuasion repeatedly, then don't blame me for the big bullying of the main store in the South China Sea, and I won't be able to win the martial arts! Three thousand evil Jiao, where is it?" Ao Li looked up to the sky and roared angrily.

The sound shook thousands of miles, and it was really a real Ascension Realm casual cultivation.

Awesome!

However, the fatigue on the islands of the South China Sea is too lazy. Although there were more than three thousand, none of them were willing to pay attention to helping their master, Ao Li.

"One or two, what are you thinking in your dreams? When I am the master of the South China Sea, the mount I ride is really as rumored by outsiders, it is the skinny seahorse that is vulnerable? The islands of the South China Sea are full of evil Jiao, are they really just stone sculptures used to scare others?" Ao Thunder said to him.

If you say too much, you will lose, and if you are full, you will be lacking.

What's more, these evil Jiao have been pampered for many years, and they really can't be called!

"Hey, I said, it's over, it's over, can't you fight yet, I'm tired!" Ye Xiu Yin said with a steep yawn.

"One slap to death, I rode Lang Ao Thunder alone in the South China Sea, there is no need to raise the second slap, and there is no need to talk about crossing people. You don't deserve it!" Ao Thunder slapped down from the sky and slapped Yin Xiang to death.

After all, punch out for yourself, and prove the Tao with strength!

"Ah! I'm dead. The swordsman Yin Xiangshu whimpered.

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Near the top of the North Ice Field

The death of the swordsman Yin Xiangshu, for Ao Thunder, the lone rider of the South China Sea, was just a random twist of an ant.

However, for Liu Ruoning, the seamman on the northern ice field, it is not a trivial matter that is dispensable!

Hey, it shouldn't, it shouldn't, the swordsman Yin Xiangqiu is the sewing man Liu Ruoning, the Taoist companion of the great disciple Liu Yanyu.

On the northern ice field, Liu Ruoning, a sewing man, is still happily tailoring the clothes for the great disciples of the mountain. But I don't know that the Si people have passed away, and the new clothes cover the dry bones.

After a while, Liu Ruoning saw that his beloved eldest disciple was crying and unwilling to live for a long time.

The needle and thread in the hand of the sewing man Liu Ruoning slipped to the ground, and it was terrible to be silent for a while.

The sound of the needle hitting the ground was as terrifying as lightning and thunder.

"God-damned Ao Shiyi, dare to deceive the people in the northern ice field!!" Liu Ruoning, the sewing man, broke through the realm and entered the jade pu roared angrily.

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Grievances should be resolved, not settled!

Nowadays, the South China Sea and the northern border are bound to become fire and water, and it is inevitable that swords and soldiers will face each other.

At this critical juncture, we need Zhang Yu, the big brother of the rice thief, this peacemaker to come forward to quell the trouble!

Reasoning with the hot-tempered sewing man Liu Ruoning, it was playing the piano to the cow, which was purely self-inflicted.

Therefore, the unintentional mistake was caused by his swordsman Yin Xiangshu, who was unable to measure his strength, and he crashed to death on the lap of the little brother Nanhai Lone Rider Lang Ao. In that way, it will only help more and more, and it will become more and more out of control.

After all, the power of one person is limited, and one more person has one more possibility of success.

Threesome, there must be my teacher!

No, Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, shouted the second sister to dissect Xianlin Xuewu, the fourth brother porter Sun Qingen, and the fifth brother Chen Qingniu, the coffin bearer, the foursome, there will always be a way to deal with it!

What's more, the three stinkers are better than Zhuge Liang!

We've got four of them!

For Ao Thunder, the lone rider of the South China Sea, after slapping the swordsman Yin Xiangshu to death, he lost interest in his corpse and let it float and rot on the huge surface of the South China Sea.

It's also a good thing, killing chickens and monkeys, can warn others, don't be presumptuous here!

Otherwise, this is the end!

Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, walked the world and became famous by picking up leaks, and the corpse was a peerless and rare object for him.

Seeing this treasure, Zhang Yu, the eldest brother of the rice thief, had his eyes shining, and he saw that there was no one around. He also noticed that his eleventh brother Nanhai Duqilang also opened one eye and closed one eye to himself, so he put the corpse of the swordsman Yin Xiangshu into the close reach.

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It's all over!

Rice thief, autopsy, porter, coffin carrying, these words that scared people to death and did not pay for their lives really made Nanhai Lone Rider Lang Ao Thunder feel a lot of emotion about the corpse of the swordsman Yin Xiangshu!

How much sin did this swordsman do in his previous life, and he was tortured and tossed by such a cruel and inhumane way?

"Huh, bitch!" said Ao Li, slapping himself.

"Master, please respect yourself!" said Sui Ying, the secret guest on the side, disgustingly.

You can't blame the secret guest Sui Ying for being too disgusted, it's really that Ao Li's actions just now were too coquettish, like a big old lady.

"Got it, I will. What do you say from the Time Walker Wise Master?" asked Ao Thunder boredly.

"It's about your hammer, you can't care about it, you must not ask, understand, besides, [you teach me to do things]?" said the secret guest Sui Ying with his right hand slightly raised.

"Yes, I'll walk around and recite poetry, and I don't care about ordinary things, it's all right!" Ao Thunder showed weakness and walked away.

Although the secret guest Sui Ying and the wise master are not the strange existence of the ceiling of the realm of God Emperor Zhuge Yunting. However, the old man of the God Emperor was still afraid of the two of them, and he was just a small Ascension Realm cultivator. Blindly provoking the two, I'm afraid it's not death?

That's all I have to say, you teach me to do things, and there will be a period later.