Pursuing Immortality

Breaking through the realm has always been a matter of course.

The so-called thick accumulation of thin hair, useless accumulation before, no matter how coincidental, can not reach the corresponding state. Like Lao Gu's promotion of immortals and immortals, they seem to have realized in battle. In fact, they are also self-precipitated. Only then can they break through.

But now, He He seems to violate this common sense.

In her opinion, at least half a year's brewing is needed before the promotion opportunity. As a result, after crossing the Wangchuan River, he was in a whim, his energy and frantic frenzy reached the mark.

This is a fantasy world!

Is it true or false to break through in a fantasy? What happens outside?

He He looked at the heavy river. He could not see the crowd on the other side, and the boat disappeared. She had an intuition that she would never cross the river after crossing the river.

Huh!

She was holding a sword in her hand, with her toes a little like a blue-violet cloud, a gorgeous and graceful bird, submerged into the mist. In front of her, it was a magnificent building complex, with the same style as the human world, but surrounded by sullen atmosphere, hazy, dark and magnificent tones.

The first building had no signs. He Heben was ready for battle and rushed in to take a look, but it was empty, not even the basic beam and column structure.

She looked around and continued to explore.

Followed the second, the third ... all the way to the end, but found nothing. The last building seemed to be unfinished. Half of the house was hung on the dark mountains, covered with dust and dust, as if it had existed for thousands of years.

"The Forgotten River is new. This building should be the same, isn't it that there is a black crow guarding in the depths of the ghost realm? Why is there no shadow?"

He He had entered a fantasy before, and was puzzled by it. He went out of the house and looked elsewhere. After a journey, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The opposite bank of the Forgotten River is like an unfinished game map, and it is here alone.

He He turned around, feeling more and more irritable, and the impulse that was easily pressed down burst out a little bit. She desperately needs to find someone, and then happily

hit!

One!

frame!

...

"what!"

The boat rowed to the middle of the water, and turned over without warning, and the five monks on board fell into the water together. The water seemed to be so heavy that it trapped five congenital masters, and struggled desperately for help, but they could only feel their anger being swept away by the river.

People have the spirit of energy, for the three treasures.

When your essence and qi are evacuated and your flesh and soul are contaminated with yin, then there is only one kind of existence: the legendary ghost!

Forgotten river, never reincarnation!

"..."

The people on the shore saw their backs cold, and when someone seemed to be unable to bear them, they ran out with their legs.

"Brother, what do you do?" The other cried.

"I'll go and see if they are out!"

"I'll go as well!"

"I'll go as well!"

One word awakened everyone and rushed out a dozen people. The remaining people waited for a long time in suffering before they got back the news:

No one was outside, that is to say, the five did not die in the illusion.

They are clear in consciousness and clear in logic, but their soul is swallowed up by pain all the time, killing every trace of hope and survival.

"Ah! Ah!"

Five people opened their mouths, suffering painfully, and the body's naked eye dried up at a speed that was as if several bones were floating in the river.

"They, are they always going to be like this?"

"It will be released in six months."

"Six months? I'm afraid it won't last long."

After all, everyone is an elite disciple. After a brief period of confusion, they have a great desire to challenge. Waiting for the old woman to row the boat, approaching the shore again, hoarsely asked: "Who wants to cross?"

Huh! Six people jumped up.

Changsheng looked at Jiuru, thinking of whispering, Jiuru uttered his voice directly: "Grandpa, can you still hold the boat?"

"Oh, a few more will be able to pretend." The old lady laughed.

"Then we went up!"

Jiu Ru, a long-life student who rolled her eyes, jumped up, and then it was very delicate.

Of those six people, four were from the Taoist Academy, and two were from Phoenix Mountain. As a result, no one knew the goods. Of course, the disciples of Fenghuangshan should be familiar with it. Seeing that it is a man and a woman, the rookie is new, and this style of work, lying down!

What happened to the two little ancestors.

It ’s cold sweating all by himself. Is it okay to cross it? Really let the two children soak in this dirty water for half a year?

In an instant, the disciples made up their minds, and even if the old man was killed, they had to protect the two to cross the river.

I do n’t know about the Daoyuan. The enemy of the same country, on the boat, naturally has an anus. Then, "Several brothers, how are we compared to the previous one?"

"Oh? How do you compare?"

"You four, me four, see how many of them can reach the other side in the end."

"This……"

The head-headed brother glanced at the two children. Mom didn't dare to respond, and when she was tangled, she heard Ji Ruru cry out, "Huh! The Germans won't win in Moscow, they won't, and they won't. "

She pointed with her little hand and said, "You too!"

One face of Changsheng Pia covered her face, sister, you're done, you don't pretend to be so, let dad know that you will spank.

Hey!

The other side was very educated, holding back the anger: "Okay, it is better than fighting, but also adding a little bit of glory."

When he patted the Qiankun bag, he flew out a magic weapon, one point to the left and right, and said, "This double ring is made of a yin and yang twin stone.

Followed by, the other three also took out one each as a color head, which meant a lot of endless fighting.

Ouch!

Fenghuang Mountain's brother is sad. He has no name, so why are he tossing so much? But if you have already spoken, you can't help it, otherwise you will lose the face of the teacher.

As a result, they both took one each, and looked at the two young ancestors.

Huh! Changsheng and Jiuru are inexplicably excited, with "Oh my God, I want to touch this trophy, this is really a river".

As the second generation of immortals, the baby is naturally no less.

Changsheng slammed out a sapphire gourd ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ like a path like: "Lei Yunsha, uh ... it's Lei Yunsha!"

Jiu Ruye exhibited with a small hand. The heat wave was soaring into the sky, and there were 72 needle-shaped instruments, "Huoyun Needle!"

When the other party's eyes lighted up, they saw that they were two rare artifacts. But it's also strange. I haven't heard of these two before. Could it be the new biography?

puff!

My brother's face was green. The two babies, the first generation of the masters were Gu Yan and Xiao Zhai. As they battled south and north, they made numerous achievements. The second generation is Long Qiu and Xiao Jing, who have not used it much, and the third generation is the two of them.

Under the immortals, the power is still considerable. Not to mention its symbolic significance, which can be included in the Fenghuang Mountain Practice History Museum. The result was good, and the two little ancestors clicked out to be the color heads.

The ancients said well:

The cub sells Yetian not distressed!

——Zheng Zheng

(And at night ...)