The old man smiled thoughtfully, shook his head slightly and smiled. "You should be a native of Qin, and I should be a layman. Heaven is a way, and we are hostile to each other." After that, he shook his head and smiled lightly, his eyes closed slightly, and he simply meditated over there.
In the Luo Palace on a clear day, Yuan wanted to get up at first, but after a while, he sat down again. When he saw Yuan’s expression, his heart moved and he said softly, "Teacher, what happened? You just seemed to get up."
Yuan eyebrows a wrinkly, then hum a, light tunnel "face children make some noise, also ignore them, has its own destiny, and is it because of a weapon with some symbolic meaning and change? Qing Xu was sanctified late, but he was still so impatient. "There was more silk smile in the eyes of Bai Hetong, and he nodded gently. He knew the meaning of Yuan, and he also wanted to buy magical powers. It seems that this opportunity is not far away.
Road flyover Tongtian’s face is as heavy as water, and he doesn’t care about the fluctuations in the distance. He cast a glance at the earthly place of Hao Cao Jian, and gave a few inaudible sighs. Suddenly, his eyes lost a lot of silk. He knew that he was out of the game, and the number of his brothers was not much. The so-called tradition became a word, but he was not in a hurry. The sage had time, and he was confident to get the lost ground back when he sealed the gods again in the future.
Ggv 10 square inch mountain, the incarnation of Samsung Cave in the slanting moon must be bodhi, and the road flyover must get up slowly, showing his true identity. Several proud brothers around him were eager to follow around, but he turned away one by one. He looked at the direction of Jian Qin’s birth, hesitated slightly, moved forward a few steps, but stopped in the future and turned around. He was also hesitant.
The sword was born with a great momentum. At first glance, it was the overbearing Lord who killed and conquered the magic weapon. He never gave up. He wanted to let the Western orthodoxy extend in the East, but for various reasons, it never succeeded. At present, the sword gave him a chance. He hesitated, hesitated. If he gave up like this, he was unwilling, but he also knew that the appearance of the sword would make him proficient in those strong places in heaven and earth, and if he tried to play it himself.
He hesitated for a moment, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of determination. Sometimes, there are some things that can’t be delayed, and he must consider these many things? Some things, if you want to decide, just do it. If you do, you will be irresponsible.
The residence of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors naturally felt the domineering san huang of Hao Cao Jian. The Dihuang Nuwa lived alone in the Wa Palace, and when the people paid less, Fuxi and Shennong and Gongsun Xuanyuan Five Emperors gathered in one place. "Xuanyuan, now Hao Cao Jian is out, it is difficult for you to keep the inheritance. So, you need to prepare early."
Shennong’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled, draw a way: "Zhou Shi should be prosperous now, and his luck will be exhausted. Just like Xia Jie and Shang Zhou in those days, if he is of Xuanyuan Miao origin, he will go against the sky and delay his luck, which may hurt heaven and cause untold suffering.
Besides, in those days, I didn’t delay my luck, but now I have to make moves, and I don’t think so, which makes me wait for discord. "Emperor Yan still remembers that he was behind the Yellow Emperor at this time. Over the years, he has never let it go. Now Fuxi speaks, but he comes out early to stop the conversation.
The Yellow Emperor also knows that Yan Di is not angry in his heart, and his heart is so angry that Yan Di is still in front of him, and it is san huang’s number. He is not good at competing with him and laughs. "That sword is named Hao Cao, which means Qin, and Qin people should be brave and fierce in Xirong Qin. However, it is difficult to bear the emperor’s way and need to choose someone else. When the time comes, it will be reincarnated by those selected by Xuanyuan Jian, which is it."
Emperor Yu has never spoken. At this time, he said, "Nu Wa Niangniang has been running around in the world of mortals. If she moves, she will win the Jian Qin. As a result, it will not save us a lot of trouble, and it will also save us a lot of lives in the future."
Fuxi shook his head and sighed, "Although Nu Wa often entered the world of mortals, but after the war, she has ignored worldly affairs. At this time, there is no need to bother her. Besides, Jian Qin was born. It is God’s will that we have been practicing all day. How can we go against God if we need to be decent? Don’t wait for this matter, and when the time comes, its theory is not late. "The five emperors and Shennong are not good at arguing, so it is decided by Fuxi’s word, and they will return to the abode of fairies and immortals for cultivation."
In the western religious environment, Lingyun Ferry, the bottom boat, led by Taoist cross-legged, staring at the sky, indifferent expression, but also seems to have a trace of emotion
From the time when the greedy wolf, Pojun, and Seven Kill Samsung shone brightly, he noticed the phase difference between heaven and earth, and he also knew that it was a sign that the baby was about to be born, but so what? No matter how powerful the baby is, it is not the first few days. It can compete with saints. There are innate treasures, which are needed by oneself, and also innate treasures.
He doesn’t pay as much attention to selecting spokesmen in the East as other saints. He has been waiting for the opportunity to send two monks from the West, and he knows it very well. So what? If there is no saint’s hand, the baby should be assured. If there is a saint’s hand, it must be the famous avatar of the other side, even if it is done by itself, it is hard to get along well. What is the necessary effort to compete for this magic weapon that does not belong to you?
Li Suiyun looked at the distance, and his eyes crossed the limit. He could clearly see the auspicious cloud gradually moving in the distance. He knew that saints like himself were interested in this magic weapon, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart. This auspicious cloud was coming from Hezhou, a western cow. People should be monks, but what can western saints compete for this magic weapon the day after tomorrow? After all, they have no foundation in the east soil, even if they take this magic weapon, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Slight movement in the heart, but the scene in the field has changed again. Those monks have rushed frantically without considering the incomparable shock wave of Cao Jianwei.
Chapter 22 Muddy water
Hao Cao Jian has his own consciousness that Lingbao chooses his master and waits on him. He will never be willing to fall into the hands of mediocrity and kill by others. What he pursues is hegemony and war. How can he sink into life in the hands of ordinary monks?
Hao Cao is not the king of Xuanyuan, but the overbearing spirit that makes people feel scared. With those opponents who are at best immortal, the roots can’t stop him. Like a fish, he easily rushed out from the encirclement of many monks, with a faint brilliance, and fled to the distance.
Yu Xu’s eyes flashed a sneer, and he felt so hard. Wouldn’t it be a pity to let this thing run away? Without hesitation, he offered the basket of flowers, but when he saw the golden flowers blossoming, he was about to cover Cao Jian. At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud shout, "There is a dry Kun in the palm of your hand, and you can get a better life." His voice did not fall, but he saw a man holding the Hao Cao Jian in his palm with his big hand slightly open.
To the mouth of the meat flew, jade deficiency such as anger? As soon as his eyebrows are raised, he will do it, raise his head sharply, stamp his feet, and then-wither.
What do you mean? In front of him, it was none other than Western religion. He was a noble man, but seeing that he was born with a good skin, his eyebrows were like willow leaves, his eyes were like stars, his face was like powder, his lips were three points better than Pan Ansheng’s, and his face was several times more humane than Song Yujiang’s. I’m not as good as a fairy.
Jade Xu knows his own business, and when he sees the honour person in Jialou, his face can’t help but change color. He knows that martial arts is no match, and he knows that literary disputes may not be able to have the other party’s glib tongue. At that time, his mind quickly turned several times, which is already more than a state of mind, and he retreated to one side with a smile.
Niu Mowang here can not care that many Tao are bull, which means that he is reckless. Although he is experienced, but now this situation is that he is quick and easy to spare. He is cunning and cunning, and he will not consider it for a while. He will shake his iron bar and shout, but he will see a raven, and his head will be smashed, and his speed will be faster than that.
Here, the Lords of Jialou seem to have something to do, and they seem to be inseparable. They don’t even dodge, but they want to meet the iron bars with flesh and blood.
Niu Mowang doesn’t know the depth, but in his heart, it is be in heaven himself. This iron bar knocks stones like pieces, and there are marks when he hits pig iron. Even a saint gets a shock. This guy is totally ignorant. Even if he is taught by the West, what can he do? Hum, everything is just waiting to suffer.
Seeing was that the iron bar was about to hit the property of the honour person in Jialou, and suddenly a piano rang next to it. However, Niu Mowang seemed to have a chill. The whole person involuntarily shivered and lost his strength with one stick and one thousand percent of his strength, and became a three-to-five strength, which was gently pushed aside by the outstretched hand.
Niu Mowang struck a blow, but he suffered a small loss. His heart also retreated a few steps with horror and looked coldly. But when he saw a man with black satin and eyes like stars, he was an ice muscle of jade bone, deceiving frost and snow, with a touch of heroic spirit in his femininity and a strong spirit in his gentleness. He was a great protector of Ganda Po in the orthodox Western religion.
Gandapo, in western religion, the Buddha’s musician Gandapo is a great honour person, and she is the only woman. Naturally, she just stepped in to save the life of the Galois honour person. At this time, she was holding a seven-stringed harp in her hand and looked at many monks coldly. Her eyes were already cold.
At this time, the six Great Sages have gathered in one place, all with cold eyes, holding the weapons tightly, and looking at the two venerable men of Western religion as if they wanted to swallow their bellies. The location of the six Great Demon Sages is just a half-moon, but the monks who are on the right path are not eager, but they are looking at the two sides with a smile, obviously with the idea of ■ mussels competing and fishermen benefiting.
Niu Mowang’s eyes are full of murder. Before he ate a small loss, he was full of anger and had no place to send it. At this time, he was all ready to send it out. "You two will hand over the baby quickly, and I will give up. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being affectionate."
Ganda’s venerable woman glanced at the venerable woman in Jialou, frowned, and gently touched the strings with her plain hand, without saying that she was quietly looking at the six demon clan Great Sage opposite, as if waiting for them to move.