"Haha......"

A six- or seven-year-old child, looking at the pink carving, delicate like a girl, but dressed up in men's clothes, in the hometown of the river, a small bridge flowing water under the bridge hole, digging a snail, not far away, a middle-aged man, sitting on a small boat, looking at the buoys in the river from afar, waiting for the big fish to take the bait, the sunset dyed the village golden, the tempting aroma of rice slowly blowing with the autumn breeze, vaguely, Liu Dan heard a mother's call in front of the door: "Xiao Dan, come back for dinner——

Suddenly, two tears fell from Liu Dan's cheeks, which were almost dried, and the scenery around her eyes suddenly changed, turning into a tall and luxurious courtyard, where countless people laughed and laughed, and in the dark night, her flickering eyes of hatred illuminated the world.

The mother finally took her into her arms with difficulty, but the father had one leg left, and the family of three gradually disappeared into the boundless night in the dark night.

A few days later, the mother went, and in the dream, she could be vaguely seen, and at the door of the Yun family, the three of them were given a cold reception.

So she hated, hated the Yun family, hated the cultivators, and hated Qingcheng even more!

Scene by scene of illusions flashed from her mind, stimulated by the magic sound, the spiritual power was like a wild horse, galloping vertically and horizontally, the golden bamboo flute in her hand, trembling for a while, the faint shadow, gradually elongated, as if about to get out of the golden flute's body.

"Broken!"

Liu Dan spit out a mouthful of blood, and with the power of this blood, the spiritual power surged out, and the roar that shook the mountains was broken.

The red-haired Tianzun's eyes froze, and he didn't expect that his Infinite Demon Sound would be broken by a Spiritual Sound cultivator whose realm was far lower than him, instead of Yun Bucai in front of him.

When he heard that earth-shattering roar, the spiritual power in the meridians of the red-haired Tianzun shook as if it had been frightened, and the golden flute couldn't help but miss the rhythm and let out an extremely hoarse "zizi" sound.

"Broken!"

Liu Dan's eyes became brighter. I only felt that the spiritual power in my heart was galloping like a thousand horses, and I couldn't wait to find a window for catharsis, and the golden flute in my hand, the faint shadow that was stretched, was slowly shrinking, as if it was about to merge with the golden bamboo flute in my hand.

"Break the spell!"

The red-haired Tianzun's eyes became even deeper, and his heart couldn't help but shake, and he couldn't help but look at Liu Dan uncontrollably, stunned.

"I didn't expect you to really wake up from the magic sound. Is this the will of heaven? At such a young age, with such attainments, it is no wonder that the soul flute wants to carry your golden flute, not Yun Bucai, and the soul flute wants to recognize you?"

"No!"

The red-haired Tianzun let out an unwilling voice. The golden flute in his hand moved, and it was horizontal to his mouth.

This is the first time. He put the golden flute to his mouth and played it.

The sound of the kite resumes. Liu Dan's slender white jade hands are like two beautiful white butterflies fluttering on the golden flute, and bursts of strong kite sounds that can tear people's hearts and minds are swinging in the main hall, and far away, it seems that there is a world of Huaxi Xiaolou again.

Tianhuo and Zhuo Bufan only felt the scene of the waves crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow in their minds. The tide comes and goes, and it comes and goes, but personnel are constantly changing, and the world is also constantly changing.

A strong sound of the kite that could not be dissolved. With unparalleled magic power, it blooms in the golden flute, like a golden chrysanthemum, slowly blooming after a night, shocking everyone's mind, and changing with everyone's mood.

Heaven and earth seem to have been purified suddenly, and only the world realm of clear sound remains.

However, the sound of the zither suddenly reversed, as if the heaven and the earth were sad, entangled and entangled, and in an instant, it seemed that even the stars in the sky had lost their color, and the red-haired Tianzun closed his eyes, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking, or was he intoxicated and conquered by the sound of the zither?

A touch of tenderness crossed his face.

"Good!"

Xu Lao suddenly said up, being able to achieve this realm with such cultivation, Liu Dan can be proud, no wonder she was able to ignite the extraordinary Danming in the first place!

"Even if the sky is tilting to the southeast and the earth is sinking to the northwest, I still have to sing!"

In Xu Lao's mind, there was still a big river flowing through it, and the crisp singing voice and figure of the proud little girl seemed to tremble even the heavens and the earth.

It's like a ...... in the middle of the water

There is a descendant bloodline like this, I believe you should also feel comforted, the temple in heaven does not leave people, we will definitely be able to find a temple to keep people!

Xu Lao said firmly, in his heart.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, from above the nine heavens, a thunderbolt flashed, and the ground seemed to be affected by the power of this thunder, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a gust of wind blew up.

Liu Dan and Yun Bucai fell into the main hall at the same time.

"It's all over!" The red-haired Tianzun said coldly, Leng Sensen's voice sounded in the main hall, and with a click, he strode into the main hall.

"Boom!"

A louder sound suddenly came from the top of everyone's heads, and then a light shot down from the outside, but before it could reach the ground, there were countless figures falling from the sky, falling to the main hall like dumplings, and the cultivation was high and low, uneven.

In an instant, the hall was full of people, and everyone looked at the red-haired Tianzun and Yun Bucai and Liu Dan who fell to the ground, looking at each other at a loss.

This, what the hell is going on!

It's all over!

Zhuo Bufan suddenly laughed, banged, smashed the screen, and shouted: "Okay, you red-haired Tianzun, just take away the treasure of the Immortal Mansion, why do you still snatch the magic weapon of this sect, fellow Daoists, please seek justice for you!"

Zhuo Bufan's voice spread far away, whether it was the people who fell from the sky or the people who squeezed in on the façade outside, they all heard it clearly.

Damn!Fart for justice!~ Who knows you!!The people who fell from the sky and the people who were about to squeeze in outside laughed at the same time, but the next moment, they immediately stopped.

What did that kid just say? The red-haired Tianzun took away all the treasures of the Immortal Mansion!?

With a bang, many people turned their heads to the red-haired Tianzun, so much so that there was a sound of wind in the air that was brought up by turning their heads!

"Red-haired Tianzun, accept your life! The old way will eliminate the harm for the Xuanmen!"

The first person to react was an old Taoist priest with immortal wind bones, it was Qingyangzi, the elder of Qingcheng!

Sure enough, it's a "fairy wind bone"! No, as soon as it exits, it is to eliminate the harm of Xuanmen! How great!

"Boom!"

At this moment, another demonic man with a dark body fell from the sky, he originally planned to pick up cheap outside, but after hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, he couldn't help but come forward, only to see him wearing a golden crown, wearing pitch-black bright armor, and a yellow flag that I don't know what it was and the material behind him, and rushed towards the red-haired Tianzun, while rushing over, he also said: "Red-haired Tianzun, no wonder I haven't seen you outside, it turns out that you have already run to the immortal mansion, hand over the Polo true solution, otherwise I will not die with you!" ”

"Black Cloud Ancestor, are you crazy, what's the use of what I want that Polo True Solution!" The red-haired Tianzun snorted coldly, and a deformed spiritual sound flew out of his nose, only to see the two notes slowly turn into two red sun flames, canceling out all the yin and evil of the Black Cloud Ancestor who rushed in.

But no one believed him!

No one believes that a big demon cultivator comes in, although it may only come in for a moment, but it is enough for him to scavenge the entire immortal mansion, and in the immortal mansion, those who can enter his magic eyes are probably only a few things, although some of them may not be needed, but they can also be used by those who can be coerced!

Out of this mentality, the more masters they are, the more they surround the red-haired Tianzun, and even some middle-level people secretly block the way of the red-haired Tianzun on the periphery.

They also want to pick up a bargain.

Black Cloud Ancestor is an old guy in the Demon Cultivation Realm of Kurong Mountain, both in terms of prestige and seniority in Demon Cultivation, but he is a master no less than the Red-Haired Tianzun, even he doesn't believe in the Red-Haired Tianzun, how can others believe in the Red-haired Tianzun?

Moreover, the Black Cloud Ancestor has cultivated to the great perfection of the Moro Dafa, his body is as strong as iron, stronger than steel, and the yellow flag can drive the thousand ghosts of the Styx, among the cultivators, who does not know this great demon cultivator who has always been known for his coldness, cunning and ruthlessness, he is a guy who even the master dares to kill, and his ruthlessness and ferocity can be seen.

Therefore, naturally, if the Black Cloud Ancestor made a move on the red-haired Tianzun, of course others would want to pick up the bargain.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention and being attracted by the red-haired Tianzun, Zhuo Bufan immediately whispered to Tianhuo Lao Dao: "Old Dao, give me your ring quickly, I will go out first, you and them will have a big fight around the red-haired Tianzun, and when the time comes, we will come to my house and we will be rounding." ”

"What am I for?" Tianhuo Lao Dao pointed to his nose and asked, he still wanted to watch the play, why did he become a person in the play?

But immediately, he reacted, if he didn't go, wouldn't it be three hundred taels of silver here? At this time, every master must have been noticed, but they are temporarily flawless, but if someone wants to leave, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!

"Damn, boy, you are really wise and powerful, you don't forget the yin person to save your mother-in-law, how did you grow your brain?" Tianhuo muttered, and unwillingly handed over his ring in secret.

"Damn! What do you mean to save my own mother-in-law? Is that my classmate?" Zhuo Bufan scolded, hid the ring and ran, at this time, the immortal mansion was called a chaotic, low-level cultivator running around, like a headless fly, swept the immortal mansion, everywhere he passed, it was like a locust crossing the border, there was not a single inch of grass left, even the stone bench and stone table on the main hall did not let go.

Of course, every low-level cultivator knows how many catties and taels he has, and when he swept through the position of the master, he walked around, this time the masters from the Immortal Mansion were not many, and they walked several more halfway, and now there are not many left, five fingers are counted, there are only two Great Demon Cultivators, Heiyun Ancestor and Red-haired Tianzun, and there are three in Xuanmen, Tianhuo, Qingyangzi in Qingcheng, and another Zhuo Bufan does not know.

But whether you recognize it or not, it's none of his business now. (To be continued......)