The immortal of the third grade in the sky, Si Ming Xingjun is here!

This news instantly caused an uproar in this place where the monks gathered! Especially when it came again Si Ming Xingjun, although Si Ming Xingjun has always had a bad reputation, and even many times Conan possessed his body, wherever people go, disasters will appear, but this can't resist the enthusiasm of the monks!

Si Ming Xingjun, who was chasing the drama, turned a deaf ear to all this, but Tushan Xuexue, who was being led by him, turned around twice with a pair of big eyes, like a cunning little fox...... This is a cunning little fox in itself! You must not forget his nature because of his cuteness!

Chen Bo saw a colorful flying sword flying straight towards him, and when he turned his head to look, he was shocked by the vigorous scene in the sky!

I saw more than 20 flying machines of all kinds coming from the sky in the sky!

The reason why it is said to be a flying machine, not a flying sword, is because these things are so personal!

The one who flies in the middle of the circle, is your flying machine a donut or a swimming ring? The girl riding a big mushroom, are you sure your flying machine is really not evil? Also, the young man who put a flying sword with a big door panel on the railing, you are still afraid of heights when you fly with the sword, is it really good?

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More than 20 people from Hula came to the front of Si Ming Xingjun, people don't occupy space, but the strange flying magic weapon occupies space!

"Are you Lord Si Ming Xingjun?" a yellow-haired old man was the first to stand up and speak, he spoke with a bit of a Beijing accent, and his cloudy eyes were shining.

Si Ming Xingjun didn't look up......

Chen Bo felt that pointing to Si Ming Xingjun's temperament, it was not easy to deal with this group of old-fashioned people, so he had to smile, "This is indeed Si Ming Xingjun." ”

Although the yellow-haired old man looked at Chen Bo's youth, he didn't underestimate it in the slightest, "Who are you?"

"Below is the immortal envoy of this Heavenly Court's Human Realm Office. "There is no mistake in Chen Bo's self-introduction!

"Oh, it turned out to be Lord Immortal Envoy," Old Man Huang said politely, and then looked at Si Ming Xingjun, "Xingjun, hehe, this reception is late, don't you mind!"

"He won't blame you!" Chen Boxin wanted to wait for Si Ming Xingjun to speak, but it would have to wait for a long time, and he would have to deal with it!

Huang Lao'er watched Chen Bo stand in front of Si Ming Xingjun and speak, Si Ming Xingjun didn't react at all, thinking that the little immortal envoy in front of him should not be just a little immortal envoy, at least he had a good relationship with Si Ming Xingjun!

Thinking of this, Huang Lao'er looked at Chen Bo, "Hehe, Immortal Envoy, we have prepared some wine and food in a hurry this time, and we hope that Si Ming Xingjun can enjoy it." ”

"Okay, no problem. Chen Bo originally refused in his heart, he was not the kind of person who loved to be lively, but he looked at Zhao Shanshan's saliva that was about to flow down, and gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Hehe," Huang Lao'er led the way in front, and saw clearly that Si Ming Xingjun followed behind Chen Bo with his head down, holding his mobile phone and walking silently, thinking that this Si Ming Xingjun's sycophant couldn't be photographed, but it was better than nothing to make friends with a promising little immortal envoy, "Just look at the immortal envoy and then look at our flying magic weapon?"

"Hold the grass!" Chen Bo walked through the many flying magic weapons, and only then did he see clearly that among the more than 20 flying magic weapons, there was actually a bed and a soft bed!

"Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, our flying magic weapon is not like this on weekdays, because it is now approaching the most dazzling flying magic weapon competition held every ten years in China, and we have modified the magic weapon!" Huang Lao'er explained.

Chen Bo can also be regarded as puzzled, "It's just that I didn't expect that there would be such a competition in the cultivation realm." ”

"It's nothing. Old man Huang shook his head modestly, "I heard that there will be an excavator competition in SD next month! It was held by the monks of the pseudo-third grade, and many Taoist friends participated!"

"Excavator?" Chen Bo was so shocked, he had been brainwashed by advertising for many years, and he couldn't help blurting out, "Could it be that Lan Xiang graduated?"

"The Immortal Envoy also knows?" Huang Lao'er was also shocked!

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Finally walked to the center of this small cave blessed land, where there is a raised hill, surrounded by many pavilions and pavilions on the hill, plus the smoke is swirling, the cranes are flying, it is really a fairy scenery!

Chen Bo was shocked and couldn't extricate himself from this scene, even if Zhao Shanshan had seen it many times, he still had a yearning heart.

"Inherited for thousands of years, with the decay of the aura, this place is not as good as before, it is said that only one thousandth of the original remains, what kind of magnificent scene will it be at the beginning!"

"Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky!" Huang Lao'er couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "In the past, the pavilion here corresponded to the heavens and stars, and the ancient Heaven Sealing Array was reproduced, which could shock the Nine Shadows and reach the heavens directly!"

"The upper poor and the lower Yellow Spring ......" Si Ming Xingjun raised his head and took a rare look, "The construction is not bad, and the Heavenly Court is not as good as before." ”

"Heavenly Court is not as good as before...... Chen Bo's heart tightened, "Could it be that the era of the end of the law is true?"

No one answered Chen Bo's question, and after a moment of silence, everyone stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the stilted building.

This pavilion is not open to the public on weekdays, because every operation requires spiritual energy, which will make the buildings on it tainted with the breath of time.

After taking two steps up, Chen Bo felt his heart for a while, as if there was resistance out of thin air, dragging his feet, and his body became heavier and heavier.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns!" Zhao Shanshan laughed and strode forward, with indescribable ambition and pride, and indescribable elegance!

The moment Chen Bo heard this poem, his mind roared, looking at the pavilion hidden among the white clouds, looking at the elegant crane, he couldn't help but follow Zhao Shanshan's poem and whispered, "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink. "The two dozen or so monks who were able to resist the sword followed behind him, and the monks who came one after another, sang loudly with the rhythm of singing!

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A song "Will Enter the Wine" sings about the pride and loneliness of this group of people.

Taking advantage of this strength, Chen Bo finally boarded the small building called "Mingyue Tower".

Zhao Shanshan's face had turned into a playful smile, he looked at Huang Lao'er, and read again, "Five-flowered horses, daughter-qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine!

Huang Lao'er showed a helpless smile on his face, "Shining, I thought your epiphany was the point, it turns out that your focus is on the last sentence!