The heavenly axe chiseled the stone bed, and the mountain ghost hid behind the curtain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info pool water for the mirror to shine hideous, millennium do not move lazy makeup.

On the bank of the Yangtze River, a stone city wall. In the gable, the grimace that sticks out is reflected in the river pond, like a grimace in the mirror. In the deep boudoir, the mirror is indispensable, the bed curtain is more accompanied, and the self-entertainment is lonely. On the stone bed, grimace in the mirror, the huge Jinling, perhaps only this place can respond to the deep boudoir of ghosts.

Why did you choose this place? Maybe it's because of one person, the Heavenly Hidden Son!

Familiar grimace masks, familiar Xunqu. It is precisely because of this that there is a grimace mirror song in the Beam Twisting Festival. However, grimacing in the mirror is also a quirk of the Amainko. Whenever the night swallows the sky, and the candle flame is dim, Tian Yinzi likes to wear a grimace mask to look in the mirror. Masks, for the sake of not being known. And under the mask, there is an unknown face, and it is also an unknown secret.

Zhou Yi took a sword and a wooden box and came to the city with Li Konghou. The trench is in the sheath, the unicorn jade book is in the box, and the person is in the bureau. I was surprised to see that under the sunset, I stood proudly, and my mind flashed the realm of the grand gathering around the beam in the past. I only know that this ghost face calls the hidden son of the sky, and he is a light skill, and he is also a boaster. But I don't know that it is one of the three deities of Tianji Sect, Daozun ghost thief, happy thief and good at stealing. Everywhere, everywhere. He doesn't say much, so few people know his thoughts.

Li Konghou looked at Tian Yinzi and said, "Life is really interesting! I didn't expect to see this person again." “

Zhou Yi said gloomily: "Yesterday we met and had fun fighting, and now we will fight with the sword again." God always loves to play the world!"

The people in the sunset stood on top of the grimace stone city, and when they saw Zhou Yi coming, they kissed Shixun lightly. The sound of the sound blew the dust in the distance, causing the neighing of the wheels of the carriages and horses.

The sunset, the flying dust, the carriages and horses. The waves and sand came at the right time. When he didn't arrive, he saw a person flying in the sky, followed by "I, a word, is a poem!"

People fall before Zhou Yi and Li Konghou, Confucianism is high, and he is full of spirit. On the white clothes, the swamp of the mountain peaks is splashed with ink, and the golden lacquer dragon pan phoenix soars. The second of the three statues of Tianji, poetry and evil! He often uses blood as ink and writes poems with blood. He is obsessed with poetry, thinking that he only proves his good with his own essence and blood. After entering the evil path, killing people for pleasure. After the killing, take blood and leave a word. A word is a letter, and it makes people know that it is the work of poetry.

Shiye stared at Zhou Yi and saw "You are Zhou Yi, the six gods of Confucianism?"

"You are Fang Qin!" Zhou Yi said.

The poet was surprised and said, "It hasn't been out for a long time, how did the kid know?"

"The white clothes can be seen, the dragon and the phoenix mountains and rivers, and the world is all over the world. The sword behind the back is similar to the body of the piano, and the whole body is vermilion. If the memory is correct, it is to practice Zhu also. Back then, Confucianism, the famous blood refining vermilion poem evil must be Your Excellency. I have also read your one-word poems. Zhou Yi said slowly after thinking about it.

Li Konghou sighed: "It turned out to be a Confucian ancestor!"

"One-word poetry? Can anyone in the world accept one-word poetry? It's just a past that has been ridiculed, and there is a regret that has been abandoned. "Poetry is evil and hateful.

"Learning from impermanence, poetry and impermanence, one person has one thought, and no one can encroach on others. Zhou Yi said.

"So, why did you quit Confucianism? Has no one usurped your life?" asked Shixie coldly.

"Confucianism is a spirit, and I respect it. And I, only to keep it. A one-word poem is your thoughts. For me, I can also learn it. Zhou Yi said.

"You, I like it very much. However, the way of the three religions deviates from human nature. Confucianism says that the world is beautiful, the Tao does nothing, and the Buddha talks about saving suffering, but it is only empty red tape and no practical action. The Tianji Sect is bound to let such a heaven bow its head and change the three religions of the past. "Poetry and evil ways.

"That's why you want to take the Three Jewels, and you want the Three Sects to surrender to the Heavenly Discipline. Zhou Yi said.

"As long as you have the Qilin Jade Book in your hands and the Three Treasures gather, it will be the time for Tianji to conquer the Three Sects. "Poetry and evil ways.

At this time, Lang Taosha had come to the front in a carriage. The reins neighed, and the four wheels stopped. In front of him, two black horses, pulling wheels on the wooden house carving, four beasts climbing horns, nine birds perched on the top. Lang Taosha got out of the carriage and walked to the side of the poet and said, "Evil Venerable!"

The poet looked at the horse lane, "Is the love Buddha also included?"

"Exactly. "Lang Tao Sand Road.

The door of the wooden house opened on the carriage, and Phoenix walked out from within. The phoenix is not restricted, because the people behind her are very sure. Then I saw a monk with a white face and handsome eyes. Wearing a robe embroidered with seven dragons, the spring breeze shakes the fan, and he walks leisurely, not at all like a Buddhist person. Its fan is special, the name is the tear fan, the iron bone paper, the face is painted with the mermaid weeping beads, beautiful and desolate. Love Buddha, the third of the three Tianji statues. He likes to draw pictures of beauties, and goes in and out of the Fengyue House. Uninhibited by nature, undisciplined, and has a quirk of receiving tears, he was abandoned by Buddhism for this.

Phoenix got out of the carriage and was anxious to go to Zhou Yi, but was crossed by a sword. The cold sword was cold in his throat, and the phoenix was restrained.

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "Huang'er!"

The sword was in the throat, and it was suddenly insensible. Phoenix looked at Zhou Yi and smiled knowingly, "I knew you would come!"

"It's okay if you're fine!" Zhou Yi said.

The phoenix looked at Zhou Yidao with affection, "If you find out that today's phoenix is not yesterday's phoenix, will you still do this for me?"

"Unless one day, Zhou Yi is no longer Zhou Yi!" Zhou Yi said.

"It doesn't matter who is who, what matters is whether to change or not. The jade book is put down, and the person takes it away. "Poetry and evil ways.

The Buddha looked at the phoenix and said, "I didn't put the beauty into the painting, but it's a pity that I have time to spare!"

"Yes!" Zhou Yi finished speaking, put the box on the ground, and opened it to be the Qilin Jade Book in it.

Lang Taosha put away his sword, and the phoenix walked towards Zhou Yi, followed by Lang Taosha. Just as Phoenix was approaching Zhou Yi, a scene that everyone didn't expect happened in an instant. Facing Zhou Yi, Phoenix pulled out the trench with her backhand, and turned around at the same time. Suddenly, blood flowed out of Lang Taosha's neck. Fang Cai also crossed the sword on the neck of the phoenix, but after a while, he was broken by the phoenix's sword. The reversal of life was so sudden, and yet so dazing. "Bang" fell to the ground, and the waves were blank!

The deceased was at a loss, and Zhou Yi was even more at a loss. But at this moment, the poetry evil practice Zhu Jian has come out. The phoenix was lucky to make the trench annihilated, and practiced Zhu in the first battle. Zhou Yi couldn't believe that in front of him, the phoenix was inseparable from the poetry and evil battle.

As soon as the tears of the Buddha opened, the mermaids wept. Li Konghou is holding a silver light, and the cold front is facing the Buddha. The poignancy of tears and the beauty of the finch are intertwined with a poignant chapter.

And on the mountain city, when the Heavenly Hidden Son flew down, a black dragon shadow appeared in mid-air. A cold spring poured out of the jade sheath, and the jade cold sword directly picked up the grimace mask. The black dragon is agile, the sky is incomparable, and the two people who flicker in the sky are hard to find.

It's hard to find! It's hard to find the weak shadow of Yiren yesterday! Zhou Yi couldn't believe that the person who wanted to save him was so beyond his understanding. But at the moment, there is no time to understand!

Grimace didn't move, watching the battle situation. Zhou Yi didn't move, looking at Rusi shocked. Determined to put away the shock in his heart and help the phoenix. The poetry evil suffered from the sword rain of the two people, and it seemed to be invincible.

The war is ruthless, and the inseparable stalemate vows to divide life and death. Both sides have a lot of tricks, and they are careful. The empty marquis battle Buddha, the steel knife wants to win the iron bone fan, and the tough competition. The black dragon fights the ghost face, and the sword line wants to chase the ghost face, and the speed is comparable. In comparison, only Phoenix and Zhou Yi have the upper hand.

I didn't want Phoenix to withdraw from the battle accidentally, leaving Zhou Yi alone to practice Zhu. Seeing that the phoenix took away the Qilin jade book, Zhou Yi had no intention of fighting. Looking for an opportunity to get out and chase the phoenix.

unexpectedly, the battle was dissolved, but everyone joined the game of chasing.