Flashy, vast.

At the beginning of the day, the city streets were noisy again after a day of silence in the scorching heat, with busy traffic, people coming and going, and the sound of human whistles in one piece......

The elderly walking together, the couples taking their children for a walk, the couples chatting to each other, the shouting of various stalls and stalls one after another, and the fragrance is permeated.

"Look, Meteor!" a young woman excitedly pointed to the sky next to her boyfriend.

In the early dark night sky, three bands of light slipped through the sky, brilliant and mysterious......

The people who heard the sound and looked up at the sky exclaimed:

"What a big meteor!"

"Bigger than Halley's Comet......" The child has the highest voice.

A few middle school students on bicycles stopped.

A boy waved his fist and shouted to his companion, "It must be a sword fairy flying with a sword!"

"Mom, I'm still Hongjun, the sword fairy is big!"

"Do you want to repay the debt? Hurry up, the mutton skewers are gone!"

Not far away, at a stall selling egg cakes, the busy stall owner stopped what he was doing, turned around and came to his wife and whispered: "Qingping Sanren, Yuquan Old Mother, and Pearl Pavilion Master have gone to the edge of the human world again." ”

The wife wiped the sweat from her forehead with a clean towel before saying, "Are you tempted again?"

The stall owner rubbed his hands together and was a little cramped in the face of his wife: "I'm not reconciled." ”

His wife sighed and persuaded carefully: "I'm not stopping you from breaking the immortal barrier. It is not only you, but also my long-cherished wish to ascend to the throne. But we have been there for three years in a row, and the failure to do three times shows that our strength is insufficient, and the most important thing we should do now is to look for various opportunities to enlighten the Dharma and break through the last layer of obstacles. In the end, I couldn't walk out half a step, and no matter how many times I went, it was in vain. ”

The stall owner pressed his impetuous heart and exhaled: "Alas, I am superficial. I don't know where they're going this time, and what will be the result?"

The wife shook her head: "The direction should be outside the long clouds in the land of the west." Just breaking through the Jedi Arrow Desert on the periphery of Changyun will cause a great loss of vitality and break the immortal barrier...... Most of them will come back wounded...... The Lord of the Pearl Pavilion has a little friendship with us, and we still have three solid qi pills, let's even give him one pill. ”

"Good. ”

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This is the Western Pole Immortal Land that cultivators dream of: Changyun Tianwai.

This year, Du Xuan, the owner of the Red Sea in the southern region outside Changyun Tian, is happy to have a noble son after 37,000 years and hundreds of wives.

As a man who has fought tenaciously for his son and daughter for 2,000 years, Du Xuan couldn't hold back and cried.

Thirty-seven thousand years is the time when Du Xuan cultivated immortal martial arts.

In the first 35,000 years, Du Xuanjing was fighting and killing people...... No, it's pure cultivation.

More than 30,000 years have passed, and when he turned his head, Du Xuan found that he had a name, and the overlord of one party had also done it, but he was still a poor big bachelor, and the Chihai Palace was full of descendants of the three uncles, six uncles, seven aunts and eight aunts of the previous wife, and a group of little white-eyed wolves were all beating his idea after his death.

So, Du Xuan began to give birth to children, and now he is finally looking forward to the end.

......

"Husband, what is the name of the child?" Feng Junjun asked Du Xuan in a low voice.

Her son is both long and long, and she has made up her mind for this eldest woman!

The little man of the Feng family, you wait and see how your aunt and grandmother clean you up when they go back.

Du Xuan turned Chizhu's hand and stopped: "Uh...... That's right, the name...... I need to give my son a good name. ”

Du Xuan raised the red bead in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Red Marrow Beads...... This bead is not very mysterious, but it has some origins, and the name is good. Du's Chihai, his biological mother Feng's, the male Yifeng, and the sea palace bones and blood...... My son's name is ...... Du Fengpi!"

The red beads roll into the baby's little palm.