Revival of the Gods

"噗", a pair of axe fell straight on the innocent mountain, Chongyun dry and then unable to engrave a stroke, Xiao Hua rush, hurriedly picked up the axe.

"Oh..." Chongyun sighed, and the voice was slightly lighter than the mosquitoes. He said, "There are Lao Xiaoyou..."

As the sound is ethereal, the soul of Chongyun will be dissipated. Xiao Hua suddenly feels in his heart: "The predecessors are anxious, the younger generation will send you to a place, maybe some hope, but the younger generation can't guarantee..."

"By... please..." Chongyun knows that he has reached the edge of the spirit, where is he still going? He arched his hand at Xiao Hua, his voice was like a gossamer.

Xiao Hua raised his hand and grabbed it. The clear water would take Chongyun to take a picture. After waiting for Chongyun to earn income, Xiao Hua looked at the axe in his hand and said: "I don't know if I can get it into my body!"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua just tried, and suddenly found that Xiao Huang, who had just earned his body, actually disappeared!

"Weird, weird..." Xiao Hua had a feeling of sorrow. His eyes turned sharply and he hurriedly wanted to write something on the axe. At this time, a loud bang of "Boom", the vastness of the sky before the light At the same place, a ten-color light bridge broke out, and the ten-color light bridge was extremely powerful. The gaps were so heavy as the waves of the sea, and the light bridge fell under Xiaohua, waiting for Xiaohua to have any action. , rolled up Xiao Hua body shape back!

Only the light bridge scrolls, the axe trembles violently, still can't support!

Xiao Hua was overjoyed, not afraid to have a sneak peek, rushed to grab a big hand, the blue light fell, the axe and the wishful stick are the income of the law.

The axe and the wishful bar were collected. Xiao Hua’s figure was easily rolled up by the light bridge. At this time, the thunderous sound of “Rumble...” was born from the void, and madly hit the light bridge, but the light bridge was retracted. Thunder and the light of the thunder did not fall!

The light bridge has just retracted, and between the sky and the sky, an ink cloud appears quietly. The ink cloud is not floating. It looks like a drop of ink dripping from above the water surface. The ink cloud is turned into a black cloud twist, and a black dress is worn. The old man in the robe slowly walked out of the black cloud.

The old man's face is clear and ancient, full of white hair, looks like a spirit, and is no different from ordinary people. However, the old man's body is in a falling position, and there are different light in the tiny eyes. One looks like a white bone like a mountain, and it seems like a **** sea!

"It’s strange..." The old man looked at the light and shadow that had been shrunk in the light and shadow, and frowned. "How is it the other side? This thing has been around for a long time in recent years! Well, there seems to be a breath of sorrow. Already settled?"

Just said here, "brushing" the old man across the air, black and white flowers fall like rain, inside the shadow, a **** robes, the left hand took the right hand of Baozhu, the Buddha's shadow of the Buddha sticks exposed.

The old man is not moving, his hands are combined: "Nan no big filial piety is the king of Bodhisattva, are you here too?"

This Buddha virtual shadow turned out to be the great filial piety Bodhisattva!

"There is no filial piety in the South." The Tibetan King Bodhisattva reveals his physique. When he sees the old man, he dares to sneer. He said that the Buddha said, "Xiao Xiao has seen the old man of forgetting Sichuan!"

"Well..." Forgot the old man nodded, his eyes swept under the innocent mountain and said, "Are you coming for the **** Guanyin arms?"

"Yes!" The Bodhisattva of the Tibetan Mastiff smiled. "Xiao Xiaokun perceives the **** Guanyin's arms and leaves the Forgotten River. Let's take a look at which of the Buddha's brothers took over the cause and effect."

"People have already left..." Forgetting the old man to see the light and shadow of the other side that has disappeared, whispered, "You are afraid to be disappointed."

"Nan no big filial piety is the king of Bodhisattva..." The Tibetan king Bodhisattva still said that the Buddha said, "No disappointment, no expectation, no need to go, no need to come! You can't stop, you want to come... I will come after all!"

"As you said, this is a great cause and effect. Why don't you pick it up? Instead, let them arrange for suppression?" Forgetting the old man is very interested. "You are the big filial piety, the Bodhisattva, and pick up this cause and effect." Your wish will be completed."

"It is precisely because Xiao Yan is the filial piety of the great filial piety, so he can't pick it up!" said the Bodhisattva of the Tibetan king faintly. "The great wish of Xiao Xiao is in the earth, and the cause and effect of the brother is in the Buddha."

Forgetting the old man calmly watching the Bodhisattva of the Tibetan King, only his mouth and smile.

Suddenly, the old man who had forgotten his brow and raised his mouth and said: "I have to go first. There is a heavenly lord in the fairy world..."

"Nan no big filial piety, the king of Bodhisattva..." After waiting for the old man to forget the Sichuanese, the Bodhisattva of the Dizang Bodhisattva is in the body, "Xiaoying Gongxiang sent the old man!"

"Nan no big filial piety is the king of Bodhisattva..." Forgetting the old man also put his hands together, "Goodbye!"

After that, the old man who forgot to turn around, it was like the old farmer who worked in the field, walked through the field, and slowly went along the black cloud.

Waiting for the body shape of the old man to disappear, the eyes of the King of the Bodhisattva are complicated to see the radiant brilliance of the sun, whispering: "The only brothers, Xiao Yan can help, and there is no big compassion and pessimism in the south..."

With the Buddha of the Dizang Bodhisattva, the figure of the Bodhisattva of the Bodhisattva, his body shape also turned into a flying vanilla flower, and gradually disappeared.

Xiao Hua is in the ten-color light bridge, and a warm rushing into his mind is like being soaked in warm water. With this warmth, everything in the forgotten river disappears like ink.

Xiao Hua’s heart is in a hurry. He wants to engrave something, but he can’t move his hands and feet. A kind of desolateness, reluctance, and thoughts are born from his heart. He looks at the rules of the heavens and the earth outside the light bridge, watching the yin and yang change, the heavens are ruthless. I couldn’t help but sing: "... For the rest of my life, the snow is you, the plain is you, the poor is also your glory is you, the gentleness of the heart is you, the eyes are also you..."

Although the singing voice is moving, the thoughts are hurting, but the law is the law. As the singing voice is low, Xiao Hua’s memory is gradually washed away. He will forget all the things that have been forgotten. He will lose a bit of love. Perhaps that love has not ended before it has ended, but after all, it is a pure feeling, will the yin and yang law be lost in the face of Xiao Hua and Liu Yan’s feelings like the love of water? After all, Xiao Hua will recognize Liu Wei in the fairy world? No one knows, and look at it later!

Xiao Hua was tired, Xiao Hua was tired, and Xiao Hua slept on the ten-color bridge!

"Fast, fast..." The faint place, the nameless space, the Wudao people took the other side and shouted at a blood shadow. "If the other side is useful, Xiao Daoyou will come back soon, you and I will return to the space!"

"Six brothers..." The blood shadow is naturally a devil, and he is very grateful. "Yes...the younger brother misunderstood you, the younger brother apologized to you..."

"Roll!" Wudao people shouted, "Save Xiaodaoyou is my duty, you still have to thank you? Hurry back, or Xiaodaoyou will return to change!"

"Yes, yes..." Hearing will affect the return of Xiao Hua's soul. How can the blood shadow of the devil's face be half-small? I hurriedly followed the sorcerer into the space.

"How, how?" At this time, all the corpses are waiting there, and each look is nervous. Seeing the jade and the sorcerer turn, I can’t help but rush.

"Xiaohuang has come back!" Yuxi Wu looked at Xiaohuang in the fairy space and said, "Looking at his injury, and what he said, Xiao Daoyou should have reached the boundary between yin and yang. I did not dare to use the other side. I am afraid that Xiao Daoyou’s remnant will be sent to Jiuyou. Now, when I am near, I can use the other side to break through the yin and yang barriers. Of course, this other shore was previously used by Xiao Daoyou to surpass the soul. I don’t know here to break the border...”

The jade witch has just said that the whole space is bright and bright, and the star above Xiao Xing reveals the star halo, under the star halo, the cause and effect also reveals the cause and effect of the river! The avatars can see clearly, and the stars and sorrows are more and more refined, and the cause and effect are more clear.

"Big good!" The avatars smiled and said, "Xiao Daoyou is back!"

The avatars did not dare to take out the space to occupy Xiaohua's body. At this time, Xiaohua's body was above, and the ten colors such as Xia would illuminate the unnamed space, especially in the mysterious cloud, and the light column that was condensed in the same color passed through!

The weird temperament, the inexplicable fluctuations emerged from the light column, but it was between the fingers, the light column condensed rapidly, and the image of Xiao Hua fell into the mysterious cloud.

"Oh..." Xiaohua’s familiar voice sounded, but unfortunately the sound turned out to be a scream. "He hurt me too!"

Said, Xiao Hua raised his hand and touched his own eyebrows, and then Xiao Hua not only opened his eyes to explore the situation in front of him, but also slammed his body to escape. Xiao Hua’s movement could not be tightened, “Boom and Boom...” Nameless Void Within, the reborn countless fairy spirits Xuanguang, these fairy Ling Xuanguang condensed into a light column into Xiaohua's body, the previous practice of the sacred gongs and gongs is more like a mountain torrent, and the situation is like a broken bamboo breaking through a heavy realm!

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was shocked. He opened his eyes and looked at the incredible tilt of the light column. I don't know what happened!

"That... what the second scent? This... is this a faint?"

A series of questions flooded into Xiao Hua’s mind, and the situation of forgetting the river, such as the glory of the glory, also evoked in his mind!

"Xiao... Xiaomou fell?" Xiao Hua felt incredulous. He looked down at the whole body, then raised his left hand and looked at it. An incredible feeling emerged from his heart. Xiao Hua almost cried. He cried, "I...I...I finally got it! This...this...this is incredible..."

It is also not allowed that Xiao Hua does not like to cry so much. He is a fairy baby when he sets foot on the fairyland. Isn't it just trying to condense a flesh? I had a few twists and turns in Zihuai Island, and I didn’t find Qi Linggen at the end. Who knows that after a trip to the river, I have a good body. At this time, Xiao Hua naturally does not know the situation of this flesh, but... after all, there is a flesh! This is much more difficult than the iron tree blossoming water back!

With Xiao Hua’s ecstasy, the memory of the Wudao, the Heavenly Man, and the Devil’s body occupying the flesh began to be revealed after the loss of the memory of the Forgotten River. At this time, Xiao Hua did not know the preciousness of the memory of the Forgotten!

"How...how is it possible!" Xiao Hua was shocked and inexplicably. He raised his hands and looked at the flesh and blood, the meridians, the bones, and shouted. "I am actually in the flesh... actually it is the blue light condensation? The incredible blue light should be the root of the faint shape??"

After shouting, Xiao Hua was yelling again: "Wu Dao, Lao Tzu is not finished with you, this is not your flesh! You are so rash, using the blue light to condense the flesh is just an incredible idea of ​​Lao Tzu, you ... you actually I really use the blue light to condense the flesh. You really don’t take Laozi’s body seriously!”

"Oh? Umbrella??" Until this time, Xiao Hua suddenly came to wake up again. He grinned with one hand, and his eyes blinked and stunned. "Wu Dao? He is not with Tianren... In Yilin Continental? How can he get to the fairy world and still occupy Xiao’s body?”

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua couldn’t wait to enter the space, but before the heart moved, Xiao Hua’s eyes were moving again, and her eyebrows opened her eyes and said: “In any case, Xiao Mou’s fate is deep, and the Wudao people mistakenly hit the ball. Actually let Xiaomou condense the flesh. And the method of using the baby outside the body, the hidden danger of the sputum in Xiaomian Xian infant has been eliminated ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Waiting for Xiaomou to look at his body and then say ......"

After that, Xiao Hua released his thoughts, and the body looked similar to the previous one. However, Xiao Hua’s thoughts swept through the condensed flesh of 130,200 small dots. I always felt that there was another glory in this small point, but I really wanted it. The thoughts are in the slightest, and the small points are as solid as they are.

"With the blue-light condensate, this small body that builds the flesh is born of Biguang..." Xiao Hua carefully recalled the memory left by the sects of the sorcerer, and thought quietly. "And when this bi-light is constructed, whether it is flying orthodox The literary works of the fairy world, or the phoenix phoenixes and phoenixes of the demon squad, even the heavenly and sorcerers left in the mortal world all appear, and the light from their bodies extracts the blood, bones, etc. belonging to Xiaomou in their outlines. There are also various spots on the side. What are these spots?"

"...The art of building the spirit can't be born out of nothing, there must be a fairy spirit, and so on, and the body is more condensed..."

"...Xiao Mou's body does not seem to use the spirit of Xianling, but the fairy spirit Xuanguang fell a lot, but there is no mention of Xianling Xuanguang in the technique of building the spirit, fearing that the fairy spirit can not be manipulated..."

"...that is, the sorcerer is just the urging of the practice of building the spirit, and everything that condenses the flesh is what this light is?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua is excited, and his thoughts are withdrawing from his body like a tide. An incredible thought flashes in his mind: "Mo...is it really the light that is out of nothing? The light is the root of everything. ?"

What a mystery!

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Finally turned to the sun, and finally the body, and finally came to the end, Xiaohua tears!