Chapter 30: The Storm Rises

The beautiful planet dragged the water-blue skirt and swirled the dance steps as usual.

What is coming~ It's like the Harley satellite disrupting the calm pace of the planet,

Bang Bang Bang ~ Through the atmosphere into thousands of meteor showers, straight to the Xianzhen Continent..

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The Taoist on the main seat of the Golden Light Hall of Sun Mountain frowned slightly, quickly pinched his fingers, and muttered: "Is it coming, it's time to come."

The Taoist who embroidered a round of golden sunrise charts on his chest looked back and asked the young man who was waiting on the side: "Dongfang Dingke went to the secret realm of Uncle Taishi"?

The young man saluted respectfully and replied: "Yes, Zhangjiao."

The Taoist rarely showed a fatherly feeling, and said to the young man gently: "Jun'er asked you to assist him and wronged you." However, Dongfang Ding is the pride of the sky, the genius of our sect for 8,000 years, and it is destined to be dazzling in this world of great contention"!

After that, the Taoist regained his previous majesty, and an ambition crossed his eyes~

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In a firewood room in the southwest Chonglin Temple, an old monk is holding a piece of firewood to punish a young man's buttocks.

The old monk looked very scary, with a face like a baby on one side and a zombie on the other, and he reprimanded the young man:

"Run away for the thirty-seventh time! Now is the time when the storm is about to rise, you should be diligent, otherwise how will you get ahead"!

A child with thick black hair and dressed in a barbarian tribal uniform shouted:

"The old bald lady, the yin and yang face, others can drink wine and eat meat to marry a wife when they are monks, why can't I be the abbot's apprentice, I want to betray the teacher~"

"The world cares about my shit", the young man twisted his ass after speaking, poof~ gave the old monk two farts.

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There was a farmer looking up at the sky in the vast fields in the southeast, and the farmer laughed and said, "This world is going to be wonderful!

The big man who followed him with a giant tooth flying scythe shouted: "Wait a minute, hall master, hey~~ boss.."

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On the Yuexiu Peak of Shu Mountain, fifteen-year-old Lu Baoli is jumping in the mountains, he is the same as Xingzi is the descendant of the Lu family, the oldest four major immortal cultivation families, and he is also the true legend of the head of Shu Mountain.

Lu Baoli does not have a trace of the posture of the Shushan Sword Immortal on his body, with a long fat head and big ears, white and fat, and a kind atmosphere like a mortal businessman.

A finger condensed by aura suddenly fell from the sky,

Lu Baoli screamed: "Uncle Shi, you are plotting against me again", and two projectiles flew out of the gourd on his waist with a slap, and a thin sword wing grew on each side of the projectile, whizzing and spinning and the upper layer eliminated the finger strength,

The sword pill of the wine sword.

A laugh came from the ethereal air: "Hahaha, yes! Hug the pear, the head calls you."

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On the Qingcheng Mountain, a beautiful woman in white has a trace of worry on her face with her eyes closed.

Although the Allure faction is one-seventh in the world, it is undoubtedly the last. And it is in the middle of the continent surrounded by wolves.

The woman in white gently called the beautiful woman in purple beside her: "Fengyi, the more this time, the more we want to let our people live well."

"Yes, master", the purple-clothed beauty replied and hesitated and said: "Boss, it's better for us to accept lay disciples like the southern monks, and accept some male disciples to strengthen the strength of our faction."

"Presumptuous, you dare to disobey the ancestral teachings! The reason why our sect can be tied for seven points in the world is because we carry the banner of female cultivators in the world; if you say that it is the way to quench thirst and extinguish it?"

A cold light shot out of the slightly open Danfeng eyes of the woman in white, piercing the soul of the beautiful woman.

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In front of the Buddha shrine in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the White Horse Temple, there are two old monks wearing yellow robes who are silently chanting.

The old monk on the left suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, your heart is in turmoil";

The old monk on the right folded his hands together: "Senior brother, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable";

"Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. Amitabha, let it go", the old monk on the left has fallen silent after speaking, as if he is also a clay sculpture in the hall.

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There are three old men standing on the stargazing platform on the west mountain of the college, and Xing Rui said: "There will be geniuses and demons in the wind and clouds, and I don't know how many stars I will rise and fall"..

The old man in the six-star robe couldn't help but worry: "Since ancient times, the cultivation world has been led by Taoism, followed by Buddhism, and our academy can only unite hundreds of schools to live in the world;

It's time to speed up the disciples' cultivation, so as not to be overwhelmed at this time!"

The long-haired old man who didn't wear a college robe smiled heartily: "Whether it's prosperous or declining, this will be the children's world~."

By the way, junior brother, I heard that your grandson has awakened the Taikoo Rui Beast, and let him come to me for a while."

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At this time, Xingzi is entering a sweet dream, with a lewd smile on his face that an eight-year-old boy should not have...

In the dream, he returned to the earth, and a beautiful woman named Yue Qi had to marry him, and they held a wedding at Notre Dame Cathedral, and after marriage, his wife Yue Qi gave birth to two radish babies for him.

One is called Pingping, and the other is called An An.