All Heavens Gou Xian

Luo Feng is similar to nuclear weapons, and its main job is to deter.

Luo Feng, a scattered person from Jianghu, Zheng Zha, a disciple of the Shangqing School, and the uncle of the Shangqing School, had a candid and in-depth exchange of opinions on the issues of the inheritance of the guardians of the mountain and the belonging of the must-qing people. They discussed the free love in the new era and the development of friendly relations between the two parties Important consensus in many aspects was reached, and the meeting achieved important and fruitful results.

The uncle of the Shangqing School pointed out that the Shangqing School is a branch of the positive, not the true line. It allows free love and gives great support to the disciples' freedom and thinking.

Luo Feng highly agrees with this, and is willing to reach a friendly, friendly and equal relationship with the Shangqing faction.

Luo Feng's wishes were well recognized by the Master Uncle of the Shangqing School, and invited Luo Feng to play, watch, discuss Taoism, and further promote friendship.

For a time, singing and laughing, it was full of joy.

The old Taoist promised that he would not interfere with Biqing's wishes and let him freely choose to inherit.

"Uncle Master has a broad mind and is a real person of great virtue."

The matter has been settled, Zheng Zha rolled his eyes, and those who flatter him without money will be sent to the elders of the same family.

"Zibu Miaozan, what are the merits of Laodao?"

The old Taoist smiled on the surface, but he was a hundred-year-old fox after all.

Secretly speculate, what kind of abacus Zheng Zha is playing.

It is difficult to send the inheritance of the person who wants to protect the mountain.

This...be careful...

Luo Feng stood aside, not wanting to speak, silently watching this commercial nonsense.

In an instant, between the words, the two mortal Taoists almost became Taishang Daozu and Lingbao Tianzun.

It's just that the old Taoist's mind is all on Luo Feng's side.

After playing a Tai Chi, Zheng Zha flickered over.

The old Taoist stepped forward and gave a dagger, smiled and said, "Dare to ask where your friends come from, and what sect did you inherit from?"

"What kind of age is this?"

Zheng Zha complained silently, then stretched out his hand to introduce: "This is the friend of the disciple, and he is a loose person in the arena."

"San people?!"

The old Taoist said in surprise, obviously not believing.

This kind of cultivation, and it can be achieved by loose cultivation, unless it is really the birth of heaven and man, the reincarnation of sages.

Luo Feng sighed in his heart, these days, no one believes the truth? !

After thinking about it, Luo Feng smiled and said: "Brother Zheng doesn't have to hide his identity for me. I see that the old senior is a righteous person, so let's speak bluntly."

Zheng Zha: Meow meow meow? ! !

I saw Luo Feng clasped his fists again and saluted: "Changgemen, Luo Feng, meet the seniors of the Shangqing faction."

"This sect is a secluded sect. It was taught by the sword immortal Li Bai, and he likes landscape style, so his reputation is not obvious."

"But Tang Li Bai!"

The old Taoist suddenly realized, no wonder Luo Feng's swordsmanship is superb.

Everyone knows that Li Bai is a poet and one of the Three Great Tang Dynasty.

There are rumors in the foreign world that Li Bai is not weaker than the Great Tang Swordsman Pei Min, who is the only one in the world with Qinglian swordsong.

Old Daoist, I want to ask again.

Unexpectedly, Luo Feng said: "I live in seclusion all year round in the door, and I don't participate in the affairs of the world. It is inconvenient to say more.

The old Taoist swallowed the words back, you said so, what else can I do.

Although very curious about Luo Feng.

However, when it comes to secrets, I can't get to the bottom of it, it's a loss of identity.

As for asking, no kidding.

Not to mention, his own hundred-year-old Qingxiu can't do such a thing.

Even if you can do it, you can't beat it.

The old Taoist cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, come here often in the future."

Luo Feng nodded, then returned to the back mountain with Zheng Zha.

The matter was solved perfectly. Originally, the romance drama that should have been delayed for dozens of episodes was completed in one day.

Luo Feng said that he was refreshed and thought through.

In order to feel more refreshed and comfortable.

Luo Feng took the kid Biqing out and beat him.

……

Looking at the little Taoist boy who fell in the snow, Luo Feng said slowly: "The matter of the guardian of the mountain has been resolved, and the elders will not be entangled in this matter anymore."

Biqing suddenly raised his head, clearly in pain, and it was also painful to raise the corners of his mouth.

But he was laughing, and laughing happily.

Luo Feng walked away with his hands behind his back, he has always been upright and upright.

Never care about gossip about the relationship between children.

……

One day later, night.

Biqing nervously knocked on the door and window, stammering: "Today... the stars... the stars... no... wrong, would you... come and see the starry sky with me?"

Luo Yuan looked up and saw that the dark sky was only illuminated by a bright moon.

After being stunned for a while, he scolded fiercely: "Idiot!"

……

Three days later, spring is in full swing, and the misty rain is like a dream.

Luo Yuan forgot to bring an umbrella, and entered a palace at will, ready to hide from the rain under the eaves, and turned his head to look.

A pair of clear eyes, smiling sweetly, outside the house, the cold wind is still blowing, I don't know how long it has been following.

Bi Qing said shyly: "Your umbrella."

Looking at the wet little Taoist boy, Luo Yuan scolded angrily: "Fool!"

……

Five days later, the first snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted.

The scenery is excellent, it's time to appreciate it.

……

Ten days later, down the alley.

Luo Yuan said angrily: "I don't care, this time it's your turn to buy the candied haws, so don't let me go"

Biqing thought for a while, then nodded seriously and said, "Got it."

Luo Yuan muttered: "I see, why are you pulling on the corner of my clothes."

Bi Qing was stunned: "I..."

When the person was far away, he murmured softly, "I'm afraid you ran away."

……

Half a month later, Luo Feng's face was frosty and he patted the back of his hand.

Let your hands be cheap, let your eyes be cheap!

Divine Intent followed and ate half a month's worth of dog food.

Every time, the cold dog food slapped randomly on the face.

The unbearable Luo Feng found the uncle of the Shangqing School.

From the elders, I asked for two thousand-mile sound transmission boxes.

Luo Feng put aside his distracting thoughts and practiced wholeheartedly.

You know, it is very tiring to monitor while practicing boxing.

Especially on the monitoring side, there is cold dog food.

Time goes by, time flies.

A year later, Luo Feng wanted to go back to Yangjia Village at first.

But the spirit of the Shangqing faction is too abundant.

Double the speed of practice, isn't it fragrant?

But silence is meant to be broken.

One day, the sound transmission in Luo Feng's arms suddenly changed color.

Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, even though he was in a dark room and could not see the light of the sky, his eyes were bright and bright, just like thunder and lightning piercing the sky in the dark.

This is the realm dreamed by Taoist cultivation, where the void generates electricity, and the dark room generates light.

Only the elders of the Shangqing School have this realm.

With a swipe of divine sense, there are no traces of the ten thousand houses sent by the Shangqing.

Luo Feng's face was expressionless, he walked away on the wind, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in an instant.

Divine Sense swept again and found traces of the two.

The two desperately fled towards Maoshan, carrying a bloody boy on their backs.

Behind him, a group of aliens were chasing him.

For a moment, Luo Feng narrowed his eyes.

Ten years of practice, pure and broken.

Chapter 32 Why Study and Practice

As soon as the Dao arrives, the magical power will manifest itself.

With Luo Feng's current cultivation, not to mention shrinking into an inch, at least he acts like the wind.

Between three or four breaths, Luo Feng's figure appeared in the center of the pursuit route.

"Uncle Feng!"

"Senior Luo!"

Two surprises sounded.

Luo Feng nodded, then turned around and waved at the scarred young man.

The surrounding mountains, forests and trees are bulging and the wind is blowing, respectively conveying a vitality and hanging a trace of breath.

In the past years, he realized the Tao under the evergreen tree of the upper Qing Dynasty, and his qi broke through the tenth grade.

Natural contamination, a trace of good fortune, can grasp a trace of wood energy.

It's just that Luo Feng believes that practicing life and condensing three flowers is the avenue.

No time, pay attention to the changes of the five elements.

Otherwise, instead of hanging a sigh of relief, the dead will be raised, and the flesh will turn into bones.

After dealing with the injured, Luo Feng turned around and said expressionlessly, "Why are you chasing?"

The red-haired alien at the head was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly: "I do things with all my heart, why do I need a reason."

Immediately afterwards, the aliens behind him also laughed and shouted loudly.

"Why did the boss talk so much? We did him together."