The moon and stars are scarce, lying on the bed, looking at the thousands of stars from the hole in the roof, the surroundings are quiet, except for the snoring of the fat man, only a few night insects cry.

The fat man tried many times to repair the hole in the roof, but finally gave up after falling several times, and said with a smile that he could admire the moon, and he could admire the moon.

Holding the beads, the long-term anxiety was swept away, replaced by an intoxicating peace, a kind of original tranquility of life, enough to make the thick lines of the guy like * Ran hook the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the bead, * wandering out of the world, just imagine, this unsightly bead, how many powerful monks who can cross the world to protect it? And how many cold-blooded and ruthless world-shattering demons want to snatch it? How many capable people and strangers have died for it? How many red faces have been injured by it? For thousands of years, generation after generation of heavenly warriors have abandoned everything in the world and guarded it without regret.

How many people have passed away, how many feelings have been extinguished, how many hatreds have turned into a grain of dry sand in the long river of time, how many strong people have turned into skeletons, how many extraordinary and mediocre have become meaningless?

Oh years!

But it's still there!

It seemed to be laughing, like a malicious mockery, and the corners of the elder's mouth were serenely hooked.

Silently, after thousands of years!

* However, if you hold it tightly, it seems that if you push harder, you can get a little closer to those long-gone and unknown predecessors, but only a little.

Rumble!

A buzz entered the brain, and then, * appeared in a bright and strange space!

He looked around in amazement, shocked by what he saw, perhaps, he and those vanished predecessors, can not get a little closer, can, closer!

This is a vast world, there is no end in sight, the world is a miserable white, it seems to have been carefully painted by the gods, and the gods are more attentive to a statue.

A statue that is so huge that the mountains look up, they have different forms, different magic weapons, the only thing that is the same is the hideous and painful face, it seems that they were once living people, but they were poured into sculptures alive, only with the terrifying hideous, to express the silent resistance.

For an ordinary person, the first feeling of seeing a huge creation that makes him feel small is awe, and seeing so much is fear, and if a hand suddenly puts on your shoulder, it is even more terrifying.

* Ran's reaction was, with a loud cry of wow, and a punch flew over. However, the person who came was not a weak brigade, he made an understatement, sang the Buddha's name, and said, "Donor!

"Monk?" was lightly blocked, and the * Ran, who was blocked like a dog eating, jumped up and said, "Didn't you fight with Lao Dao? Why are you here?"

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from not far away, and the old man leaned on the toe of a sculpture and glanced at him obliquely.

"Congratulations to the donor!"

"Where does the joy come from?" * Imitate the costume TV series.

"Since the donor can enter this space, it means that the fairy bead has recognized you as the master, although you have lost the magic trick as a celestial, it is also a great joy!"

"Damn! No, I don't want to be a celestial priest, the devil invades night and night, I want to abandon the glory and wealth of the world, and I can't marry a wife and have children in my lonely life, I don't want to be killed!"

"I split your evil barrier!" The old way suddenly rose, and a devastating Sanqing Divine Palm rumbled down, but the monk ignored it and pretended not to see it. * Then he ran away, but he was a mortal, and his palm was blowing, so he overturned it, and when he turned his head sharply, the iron palm had smashed into his forehead, and he saw that he was going to burst and die.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out, a hand as pale as frost, and it stretched out so slowly, not in a hurry, not like a life-saving at all, but like a leisurely stroll passing.

But, it's blocked!

Blocked the devastating blow of the old way, Rao is so, and the palm wind still shook out the nosebleed. He panted and wiped his nosebleed, looking at the owner of his hand.

It was a young man with a wicked smile on his face, his white hair was as pale as a waterfall, his shoulders hung straight down, and his clothes were as white as snow and frost. If you look closely, even the pupils are bewildering pure white.

* I feel my heart trembling, but fortunately, he is a man, if he is a woman, he will definitely fall in love with this guy without hesitation, and it is precisely because he is a man, and the other party is also a man, when there is a strong love in his heart, it makes him vigilant and disgusting.

This Nima is definitely a witchcraft!

"This little brother is really temperamental! You righteous people are sanctimonious, your mind is full of ordinary beings, and you are extremely boring, how can this little brother of mine be fun?"

"Fang Shizhu married more than 300 wives and gave birth to more than 600 children, and he is a famous white-haired demon lord in the world. The old monk dared to ask, is the donor happy in this life?"

The burning heart monk chanted the Buddha's name, deafening, the sound was like thunder, just like the morning bell and dusk drum of the Great Thunder Yin Temple. The white-haired demon lord suddenly fell, lowered his head and muttered, am I happy? Am I happy? For a long time, Fang Xie was convinced, and said: "The Burning Heart Monk Buddha is profound, I admire it!"

"You white-headed filial son, you actually blocked the old man from cleaning up the portal, the old man split you today!" Lao Dao was furious, he couldn't look down on these two guys, so he would clean up one first.

"Old friend, don't always fight and kill!" The monk stepped forward to block it, but the old man was angry, and he slashed forward with a palm, and the monk who hit him was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and shouted: "You thief bald donkey is not a good thing!"

"The old Daoist is also unreasonable!" Fang Xie jumped up and slashed at the old Dao with one palm. Lao Dao took his hands angrily and shouted: "Come on! There is no sun and moon in the cave, let's have a good time!"

After that, the three of them were going to fight together, and when they landed, the Dao light flashed, the Buddha's qi surged, and the magic patterns burned like fire.

"Hey!" Ran shouted, "Can you stop fighting first?"

In a desperate fight, who will care about him?

Moreover, these three are the top existences of the three major cultivators in the world, such as the Demon Dao, Buddhism, and Taoism.

In fact, the three century-old friends have fought countless times, and the most tragic one is the most recent, just a few days ago. Originally, the monk and the Taoist priest were fighting, but the movement was too big, and one of the old enemies of the two, the white-haired demon lord Fang Xie, was attracted to it, and then the three of them beat it up!

This battle is bleak, exhausted the three of them and their whole body, and in the end they all perished! Yes! The three of them worshiped Kunlun Mountain, the first gate in the world, and after a hundred years of penance, they vowed to change the world together.

Is there hatred between them?

No!

But they have faith in their hearts, and they are all very firm, and the three conceited geniuses all firmly believe that their faith and themselves are the only way to make the world better, and that the mission of history must be completed by themselves, and no one can stop them!

No one can!

Whoever stands in the way will die!

Therefore, the three of them died together, taking with them the faith and outstanding cultivation that they had been operating for a hundred years.

Yes, all three of them died, and it was their remnant souls that continued to fight, a wisp of remnant souls that escaped into the fairy bead. The three people who learned of Xianzhu's top secret coincidentally chose the same path, and they still had the same tacit understanding as they did when they were children!

They chose to survive without hesitation, even the monks who believed in reincarnation did not waver in the slightest, they wanted to live and let their faith continue to be passed on!

"We hope you can worship us as a teacher!" the monk said sincerely, "But there is one thing we haven't agreed on yet, and that is the question of who will be the master! Of course, I think that as the highest cultivator, the longest, and the eldest brother of them, I am qualified to be the master!"

"You are a bald donkey besides your age, what else is big? Why should you be the boss? This kid is from my Zhuxian Sect, and I should be the boss!"

"Hmph, what's the noise?" Fang Xie yawned lazily and said, "I've always been the boss!

"The monk really isn't targeting anyone, the monk just wants to say, what Dao Gate Heaven-shattering Technique? What Demon Dao Transformation Method? In the eyes of my Buddha, it is all ants!"

"Fuck you! What are you pretending to be?

"Come on!"

"Hit!"

* Ran yawned for dozens of times in a row, and said in a daze: "You have all fought hundreds of times? Can we rest? Everyone is a remnant soul, no one can kill anyone, can you not play?"

"Fart, didn't you see the old man smash the two guys into smoke with one palm?"

"Haha! My Buddhist body refiner King Kong is not bad, and my body is sanctified, how can I be turned into a puff of smoke by you?"

"Haha! The Demon Gate Demon Pattern is born long, the broken arm is reborn, and the blood is resurrected, what are you kidding?"

"What kind of talk are you playing?

The result is another beating! The result is no result, and in fact, the result is to continue to use the beating to get results, and then, there is no result.

"Your sister!" * Ran scolded, "I can't do it! I need to sleep for a while, I'm too sleepy!"

As soon as he fell asleep, the fat man shook his head and shouted, "Go!"

"Let's go your sister!" * Ran opened the fat man irritably, but the fat man directly took a basin of water and poured it on it. "Let's go, are you going to be late for the first day of apprenticeship?"

*ran, who was poured into a soup chicken, opened his eyes sadly and said, "Will you let me sleep?"

"Have you slept all night? The sun is shining on your buttocks? Still sleeping? Brother!"

"I haven't slept all night!"

"Why don't you sleep at night?"

"Look at the fight between three of them who add up to five hundred years old!"

"Fight?"

The fat man looked at Zhuang Yu who was at the door and stared at * Ran who was going back to sleep, and then glanced at the monkey who was biting the evil pearl, and said, "Xiao Yu, do you believe it?"

Xiao Yu shook his head firmly!

"Monkey, do you believe it?"

The monkey shook its head like a rattle, and to be honest, its little head really looked like a rattle.

"Walk you!"

The fat man of the body refiner has infinite strength, and he carried * ran all the way, Zhuang Yu smiled knowingly, shook his head, and then followed, and the monkey hung the evil bead and flew on the wall and quickly caught up.