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In five years, the ferrymen of Yinchuan Ferry lost their jobs, and a new ice movement made the rise of people......

On the first day that the Dadu River was unsealed, the first boat to go into the water was not the Blue Boat of Yinchuandu, but the Nightmare Sail of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and no one dared to compete with them for the first place.

"Gone?"

"Gone!!"

"Gone. ”

The Taoists, Taoists, and handymen at the ferry, looking at the blood-colored sails flowing downstream, smiled happily, and finally left, and the two bullies finally left.

Central Ancestral Mountain, Qingxin Palace, Yichuan Sect Ancestor was looking at a letter, at this moment the old master of the sect was trembling, his hands trembling, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, bleak and desolate.

"Senior brother?"

The One Sword Sect Ancestor and the One Gold Sect Ancestor shouted cautiously, the senior brother's expression was wrong, it seemed that the matter was not small.

Yichuan Sect Ancestor's lips trembled, as if he had had suffered a stroke, and he couldn't say a word.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" asked the Yijin Sect Ancestor uneasily.

"They're gone!"

"Them?"

"Those two from the Ancestral Mountain!"

"Ancestral Mountain, do you mean they're gone?"

The two sighed for a while, Yinchuan Ferry originally did not have the ancestral mountain, five years ago, the two giants returned, a small mountain, was named the hidden vein ancestral mountain, since then there are two more kings on the mountain.

"Isn't it good that they're gone?" asked the One Sword Sect Ancestor with some puzzlement.

Yichuan Sect Ancestor's expression turned hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said, "They gave the Taixuan Sutra to that person!"

"What?"

The two godfathers were shocked.

"We have been deceived, the Taixuan Sutra is gone!"

A sword and a gold have also become fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and they are angry.

Five years ago, Yinchuan returned to the hidden vein and entered the Bishop's Ancestral Mountain.

In the first year, the lord of the hidden vein and the only disciple under the sect lived in seclusion and devoted himself to cultivating.

In the second year, the two of them went down to the ancestors and carried out a one-year "Ancestral Mountain Discussion", first entered the central ancestral mountain, and discussed the Tao with the Yichuan Sect Ancestor, and they did one thing, in front of the old Taoist to understand the "Taixuan Ce......

The Central Ancestral Mountain stayed for half a year, and then entered the Dongyin Ancestral Mountain, discussed the Dao One Sword Sect Ancestor, and finally the same Jin Sect Ancestor preached in Xiyang Ancestral Mountain......

A year later, the two Xiao Ran went down the mountain, but the three godfathers were haggard, as if they were 100 years old!

"Tai Xuan Ce" has become their common heart disease, they can see it, they can't touch it, they have been tortured for months, and no matter how strong their Dao heart is, they can't stand it.

In less than a month, the three ancestors of the same sect ancestor mountain, officially proposed, Taixuan is one, the lord of the hidden vein nodded and agreed, he put forward the only request: he must first consult enlightenment for three years, three years later, the "Taixuan Sutra" will be handed back to the sect, and then will not be separated.

The three godfathers went down the mountain with some regrets, and they had to wait for three years, but it was finally done, and from then on, Taixuan returned to one, and the treasure of Yinchuandu's town religion returned.

In the third year, the ancestral mountain was closed......

In the fourth year, the Lord of the Hidden Vein took the only disciple to discuss the thirty-six courtyards of the sword, and on the thirty-fourth day, the thirty-four courtyards of the sword pick, and only the Kendo Academy and the Dharma Dao Academy remained.

On the 35th, the two of them visited the kendo institute......

On the first day, one person was injured, on the second day, one person was disabled, and on the third day, one person was disabled......

When the two left, the kendo academy went up to the first Shichuan Taoist and down to the Taoist miscellaneous servants, all of them were sad and weeping, disabled and devastated.

In the following half a year, the two of them retreated and studied again, absorbing the gains from the sword.

In the fifth year, the hidden vein challenged the last courtyard, the Dharma Dao Academy, and on the first day, the lord of the hidden vein challenged the Taoist priest Qingchuan, and Qingchuan was defeated by the power of a punch, and the sea of qi froze and cracked, and he became a waste.

Another 100 days, 100 people in the fist fight, none of them were defeated, so far only the first seat of the Taoist Academy, Wuchuan Daoist.

In the first battle of Wuchuan, he returned with serious injuries and retreated to recuperate.

In World War II, he returned with serious injuries and retired to recuperate.

After three battles and five rivers, he retreated with minor injuries.

......

Hundreds of battles and five rivers, cut off one of their fingers.

Fight Wuchuan again, and waste one of its arms.

In the final battle of Wuchuan, a punch broke my heart.

The three Patriarchs were furious, and when they saw the Lord of the Hidden Vein, there was a quarrel, and the Lord of the Hidden Vein thought about it......

At this point, the sword discussion is over, the heart demon has been robbed, and the two giants have sealed the mountain and cultivated penance.

......

"Ah......h

"Whew......"

Riding the wind and waves, the two teenagers, standing side by side, roared to the sky, releasing the joy in their hearts!!

"Hahaha......"

The two of them are in an excellent mood, and the five-year plan is not only their revenge plan, but also their spiritual plan.

The revenge of the humiliation has been avenged, the debt of the broken heart has been repaid, the demons in the heart have been eliminated, and there is no fear or fear from now on.

The two of them cultivated to make great progress, Roy broke and then stood up, and has entered the advanced level of the Taoist, Jin Ming comprehended the "Taixuan Sutra" and realized the secret art "King Kong Secret", not only to the later stage of the Taoist, but also to cultivate the King Kong Taoist body.

The grievances are over, the two of them sailed into the river, and they are about to swim far away, out of the Dadu River into the Yin River, and the section of the solidified Yin River melts for them......

The two stopped for half a day and went down the river.

At the bottom of the Yin River, in the Dao Palace, the white-robed young man held the "Taixuan Sutra" in his hand, raised his head and smiled, and lowered his head to read the scriptures, the old man on the stone tablet in the center of the Dao Palace, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and also hooked the corners of his mouth, it should be a good dream.

On the Nightmare Sail, the two teenagers were gathered together, their two big heads together, looking at a black bottle, both of them were a little worried.

"Jin Ming, where do you say I'm going?"

"I don't know, didn't Sir tell you who you were looking for?"

"Nope. ”

"Approximate direction, there's always going to be one, right?"

"Nope. ”

"Then why don't you ask?"

“......”

"Since you don't know anything, you naturally go wherever you go!"

"Hmm!"

......

In the Shaoyang Realm, on the White Deer Cliff of the Great Snow Mountain, a group of small radish heads are sitting on the grass, quietly listening to the story.

In five years, the young man has grown up, and Xiao Zhenyan, the owner of the Shingon House, has been a young palace master for nine years.

After nine years of ups and downs, he has grown into a big tree, a giant of the human race, and a giant.

Hundreds of millions of people, no one knows that there is a mantra house on the snowy mountain, and there is a mantra book house in the mantra house, and his master is the master of the mantra young palace.

Tens of millions of races, no one dares to despise teenagers anymore.

That year, all the clans went to the Great Snow Mountain, a massacre, and all the elites of the thirteen clans were buried.

"Brother Zhenyan, tell us the story of your uncle!"

A little guy with braided hair, white and tender, black eyes, and a soft bun.

The boy in white, lost his mind for a moment, Abba's story, nine years......

Also distracted were the white deer lying on the grass and the Niuniu who had grown up a little, and they remembered the old master.

"Brother Yan!"

A little girl cried timidly.

"Uncle, I want to listen too!"

"Uncle, I'm going to ...... too"

Zhenyan sighed in his heart, he became an uncle, and responded: "Okay, let's tell a story about the journey to the west." ”

Chaotian pigtails were happy, and his little face was raised: "My Abba and Uncle went together." ”

"Brother Yan, is there my Abba?" the little girl asked timidly.

Zhenyan thought about it, Uncle Ning Zhu went, Uncle Ning Yu didn't go, looking at Ning Xin's appearance, as long as he said that he didn't go, she would cry to him, and the young palace master was a little weak-hearted.

"Then let's tell the story of the hunting ground and catching meteors?"

"No, my Abba didn't go!"

The chubby little face of the pigtails turned around, and I looked unhappy.

"Yo Yo ......" Don't.

White, also express an opinion, it doesn't listen, that's its black history with meteors, it's a bit humiliating, and it's terrifying.

The young man had a headache, and he coughed lightly, "Then let's learn a thousand words!"

"Uncle Yan, are you too bad?"

A little boy with blue eyes pouted.

"Yes!"

"Don't learn ......"