I, Master Jiejiao, join the chat group

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"Ow"

One of them was holding a knife and the other was holding a sword. Looking at the scene in front of them, they were greatly astonished.

"What treasures will there be in this world?"

Pi Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he would not die for the time being.

"Who are you, tell me your name!"

"Apart from these masters, Duan and Yidao are not talented, but they can barely be regarded as masters."

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and the more Qiao Feng thought about it, he realized that it was very likely to be the truth.

Pi Xiaotian's complexion changed drastically, cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain, and he fell to his knees trembling all over.

"My lord, please spare my life, but this villain is only following orders, and I ask my lord to spare this villain's life because I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child waiting to be fed!"

When the ten thousand zhang rays of light gather, it turns into a dragon that is tens of zhang long and thick as an adult's waist, shining brightly.

It can be said that you will be injured when you rub it, and you will die when you touch it. After a while, the team of twenty black-clothed arrows was wiped out.

"Well, if that's the case, I'd better just wait for my sanctification if a dead fellow Daoist doesn't die as a poor Taoist."

After making a decision, Li Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the worry on his brows disappeared.

"There are four ghosts in western Hunan. They have mastered the Phantom Magic Art. The four of them teamed up are invincible and extremely difficult to deal with."

It can only be seen that those men in black are holding big bows and hitting with flying arrows, and those who are fleeing in front of them are killed from time to time.

At this time, the group members were all satisfied with the answer from the real Changsheng, and went to work on their own.

Qiao Feng, who was flying in the air, heard the shout, but he ignored it, and soon disappeared.

The dragon scales are mighty, the dragon claws are invincible, and the longan is full of majesty.

Duan Tianya, who was pressed to the ground by the dragon's claw, barely raised his head, and said with difficulty.

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng looked down at the crowd below, his eyes flickered.

Qiao Feng thought about it for a while, but he still didn't understand it, so he opened the chat group directly, and Daoist Aite asked.

In just the blink of an eye, the Black Arrow Squad, who had killed Wei Hehe in the entire arena, was wiped out.

"Follow me, none of those remnants can escape!"

"call out"

Hearing this, Qiao Feng nodded noncommittally, probably having some understanding of the rivers and lakes of this world.

After a while, Li Changsheng finally made a decision, and decided to ignore the Lich's calamity and stay out of the matter.

Below, in the big sedan chair, Scalp Xiaotian, the big stall in Dongchang, raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly.

At this time, Yang Yuxuan's wife, children and subordinates who had fled in the distance also noticed the situation behind them, and couldn't help but turn around to take a look.

"That's it!"

Sit quietly and wait for the Qi Hongmeng Ziqi to prove the way, isn't it fragrant?

"call"

After a while, when they found Qiao Feng in the sky, they unsheathed their swords and shouted together.

From the bottom of his heart, he is a person who is willing to take risks and fight hard.

When Duan Tianya heard the words, his heart was full of thoughts, and he replied respectfully.

Thinking about the pros and cons of this move, Li Changsheng's eyes flickered, and he was still unable to make up his mind.

This discovery made Qiao Feng extremely depressed!

Li Changsheng absolutely could not accept this result.

In the big sedan chair, came a majestic voice, as if dissatisfied with the fact that the man in black had not completed his work for so long.

"One side is safe and stable, and the other is risky. How should I choose?"

Seeing this, Duan Tianya quickly explained.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

Flying hundreds of miles away, Qiao Feng found a town to land, blended in perfectly with the crowd, and found an inn to stay.

He was afraid that this mysterious person would be unfavorable to Daming, so he kept his hand.

In front of you is an official road, with emerald green hills on both sides, and various thorns and vines.

Lin Jingyu: "I came to the ancestor's ancestral hall and met the legendary uncle! As expected of Wan Jianyi, who was called the "Shuangjiao of Qingyun" with the master Daoxuan back then. Stunningly beautiful, unparalleled wisdom!"

At this time, Lin Jingyu also appeared and said.

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Chapter 69 12 volumes

Zhuxian World.

There are no gods in this world, but since ancient times, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them, such as lightning, thunder, violent storms, and natural and man-made disasters.

Then I thought that there are all kinds of gods and spirits above the nine heavens, and under the nine secluded worlds is also the place where ghosts return, the palace of Yama.

So the gods said, spread in the world.

Countless human beings bowed down sincerely, worshiping all kinds of gods they imagined and created, praying for blessings and complaining, and the incense was flourishing.

Since ancient times, all mortals have died.

But everyone in the world hates death and loves life, and there is even the theory of Hell, which adds a bit of suffering and fear.

Under this, there is the theory of immortality.

For thousands of years, although there has never been a real immortal handed down from generation to generation, it has also made the world's cultivation prevail.

For Lin Jingyu, Cangsong was also a teacher and a father, who taught him the principles of cultivation and life, so naturally he couldn't bear to see him continue to degenerate.

"My strength is still not enough. At least I have to step into the seventh-order heaven and man realm, so as not to be afraid of the nuclear explosion attack!"

Wan Jian waved his hand, turned around and went back to sweep the floor.

"The cosmic world I live in has at most hundreds of strands of purple light, and there may be even fewer."

Hangzhou County.

This place has a developed economy, prosperous culture, beautiful scenery and outstanding people, and is known as a paradise on earth.

Lin Jingyu bowed his hands and said modestly.

A Chinese Ghost Story.

He sat cross-legged under the tree, facing the slightly smoky Yangui Lake.

From his face, one can vaguely see the handsome, unrestrained and extraordinary demeanor of his year with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Sitting cross-legged under the willow tree, Chen Fan faced the open and boundless lake directly, and felt the gentle breeze. Even though it was a scorching summer day, he felt refreshed all over his body.

However, Ning Caichen was sitting in the study reviewing books, and what he was reading was "The Great Learning", one of the four books.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, it is always appropriate to apply heavy makeup and light makeup.

Lin Jingyu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he quickly replied.

"Master Wan, disciple Lin Jingyu pays respects!"

Hearing this, Lin Jingyu pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Although Sect Master Daoxuan secretly rescued you, Master didn't know about it. He admired you very much, so he hated Sect Master Daoxuan!"

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist in gray, Lin Jingyu knelt down with a plop.

"The master's words are true. The disciple obeys the order, so I will go back to the mountain and report to the master."

"Well, let's go."

Qingyunmen is divided into seven veins, with Tongtian Peak as the main vein stationed, and the remaining six veins surround the main peak to protect it in the middle, forming a mysterious formation to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies.

In the world, the spiritual energy in various places is not static. The spiritual energy is like water, where it flows wherever it is low.

He looked around and found that it was a secluded willow forest. Although it was hot summer, it was cool and windy.

In this way, every immortal cultivation method can be exchanged for ten strands of purple light, which adds up to millions, and can be exchanged for tens of thousands of drops of Baihua honeydew.

In that group alone, some people pioneered the loan from the group leader Changsheng Zhenren, and then slowly repaid the loan later.

"No, I can be like that little Zhuanfeng. I borrow money first and pay it back later!"

This Lin Jingyu is only a boy with a bunch of hair, but he knows so many secret things, it is really surprising.

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However, in Ning Caichen's generation, the family is in decline, the population is withered, the family is not prosperous, and he is the only one.

Today, the righteous way is prosperous, the evil spirits are retreating, the land of the Central Plains is beautiful, the popularity is at its peak, and the products are rich, and it is firmly occupied by decent families.

"Three years ago, Puzhi from Tianyin Temple came to our sect, wanting to unite Buddhism and Taoism, and to pursue the secret of longevity, but was rejected by the sect leader. Master learned that Puzhi had the treasure left by the black-hearted old man 800 years ago. The blood-eating orb is the most vicious thing, so I want to snatch it to improve my strength, and then find the head of Daoxuan to avenge my uncle."

His family knew his family affairs, if he hadn't joined the chat group, he would have to work hard for decades if he wanted to enter the Shangqing Realm.

Xu Hanwen found that he often read the article ten or twenty times, but still couldn't memorize it.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan no longer hesitated, and stuffed all the 12 volumes of cultivation methods of the immortal family that he knew into the red envelope, and sent it to Daoist Changsheng.

After carefully comprehending the comparison of the realms of the two worlds, and recalling the hot weapons in this world, Chen Fan couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.

Chen Fan has been in the practice world for 500 years, and he has collected various secret methods and magical skills, which are almost as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and the number is estimated at one hundred thousand.

Lin Jingyu straightened up, bent down again and bowed to the bottom.

"You are Cangsong's disciple? Get up!"

"Don't talk about that, you just said that Cangsong almost fell into the devil's way, what happened?"

In some places, the aura is shallow, like streams and rivers, which is not conducive to cultivation.

"Hey, I can't read this book anymore."

Even in the dead of night, he can still imagine how beautiful the thousand-year-old white snake mentioned in the brand of fate is.

【Ding! 'Chen Beixuan, sent an exclusive red envelope to the group leader' Changsheng Daoist! 】

"The disciple implores the master to show up to get rid of the demons of the master and bring him back to the right path!"

After Lin Jingyu said something, he laughed.

After having lunch at Aunt Tang's house, Chen Fan left the Longjing Garden villas and walked slowly along the lake.

"No, according to Master Changsheng, the so-called primordial purple air is divided into 12 strands of fragments, scattered in the heavens and myriad worlds."

"Master, you know that my master complained about the sect master because of his fake death, and almost fell into the devil's way. I also invite my master to show up and recognize my master!"

"However. You are a junior. You know so many secret things. It seems that you are not simple."

"As for the appearance you said. It's not right! I have promised Daoxuan's head that I will never see any old people again."

Lin Jingyu left Longshou Peak and secretly came to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak.

Thinking of this, Xu Hanwen couldn't sit still, and immediately opened the chat group, and Aite asked the real Changsheng carefully.

"If you want to find a more intense place, I guess you can only enter the depths of Yunwu Mountain."

Similar to Xu Hanwen's situation, Ning Caichen also didn't care about homework, and he didn't know where his mind went.

Not to mention, there are lending services in the private sector, and there should not be too many such things.

After Lin Jingyu saluted respectfully again, he turned and left the ancestral hall.

"Reporting to Uncle Master, it is the disciple."

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There are many poems and articles written by literati in the past dynasties about Hangzhou.