[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

The Division of Geography watched the talented Sun and Moon come down, wishing that the poems he heard were just his own hallucinations, and the eyes covered by the white hair showed a strong look of horror.

Tan Wuyu, Su Huanzhen, neither one is easy to deal with, let alone he is a one-on-two now.

The battle between the sun, the moon, and the astrology was in full swing in this room, but the Holy Trace of the Glazed Wonderland was full of aggrieved stomachs.

Looking at the Buddha sword who sat expressionless and hardly spoke, Sheng Zong felt anxious and worried, but there was nothing he could do, unless he didn't want to hold the banner of righteousness anymore, so he could only lose his mind even though he knew it was wrong. Tasting tea with Fojian together.

The holy trace on the cliff was not happy, and the doctor under the cliff was also helpless.

"I say Jianzi, the internal injury has not recovered, and the tendons have just opened. These days, thousands of medicinal materials have been given to you. Others cherish your life, why don't you know how to cherish your own body?" Speaking of this, Mu Shaoai had to say The Confucian Longshou strongly admired the richness. As a pharmacist, he has a habit of collecting all kinds of precious medicinal materials. Who knows that the medicinal materials sent by Long Su are of various varieties, and many of them have never been found by him. The medicinal materials I have been to are simply amazing.

"It was windy and rainy on the cliff, didn't the pharmacist hear it?"

The people in the Jianghu are troubled by the affairs of the Jianghu, looking at Jianzi like this, Mu Shaoai couldn't help but think in his heart: Could it be that this old man and Su are really the same style, and the thing he loves most in his life is to drag people into the water ?

Taking a puff of dry cigarette leisurely, Mu Shaoai said nonchalantly: "I haven't caught fish from the world, I haven't fried the chef, it doesn't matter whether it's raining gold and silver or the wind from the devil world on the cliff, there are people who live on the cliff." Don't worry, the airflow under the cliff will never be affected."

"On the cliff and down the cliff, born into the world, if the pharmacist takes good care of the patient, the patient can rest assured to recuperate here."

"Slow down, after talking for a long time, I really want to drag me into the water."

"Where, Jianzi just wants to fulfill the medicine master's heart as a doctor."

"Then pharmacist, should I say thank you?"

"You're welcome, on that cliff..."

"Jianzi Daoist." For the first time, Mu Shaoai discovered that there are many people with thick skin in this world, and Su Zhenzhen is not the only one: "It is not the pharmacist's responsibility to take care of your patient, and the Taoist priest does not owe the pharmacist that much." Pity, this Taoist leader is free to come and go, please." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared, as if he was afraid that if he took a step slower, he would be dragged up the cliff.

Jianzi stood on the spot and shook his head, then the expression on his face was replaced by solemnity, and his feet flew into the air while his clothes fluttered and went towards the cliff.

"The Buddha Sword said, two hours have passed, why haven't you seen the person who invited you?" In his mind was the scene of Geography Division losing to the sun and the moon, and the surface calm that Sheng Zong had always maintained began to show a trace of anxiety.

"Maybe there is a delay." Buddha Jian raised his eyes, and there was a trace of oppressive scrutiny in his eyes: "Sheng Zong, you have lost patience today, do you have other important things to worry about?"

Sheng Zong didn't say a word, but there was a little sweat on his forehead, and his thoughts were even worse, but the Buddha sword seemed unwilling to let Sheng Zing go lightly, and raised his hand to refill a cup of tea for him: "Sheng Zong, don't you want to drink?"

Called back to God by Buddha Sword again, Sheng Zong said expressionlessly: "Buddha Sword, the person you are waiting for is really long in coming."

Buddha Jian didn't hear the anger in Sheng Zing's words, but nodded in agreement: "Well, this is exactly his habit."

Sheng Zong didn't have time to deliberate on the meaning of the words of the Buddha sword, and the current situation of Geography Division was once again contagious in his mind. Just when he was secretly mobilizing energy to prepare for surprise, the words of the Buddha sword made him let go of his hand again.

"Our people are here."

As soon as the Buddha Sword's words fell, Sheng Zong's heart shuddered, and he heard a voice that he thought he would never hear again in this life.

"Why do you need to fight for the sword, thousands of people point at it, ten thousand people seal it."

"Sword Immortal Track!" Sheng Zong stood up from the stone chair in shock.

Fo Jian frowned: "Jianzi, you are so late again."

Jianzi smiled: "Buddha Sword, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Sheng Zong turned to look at the Buddha sword. At this time, he couldn't guess that he was no better than an idiot. He was restrained by the peak of the three religions here, and what Su Zhenzhen and Jianzi Xianji fought was to defeat them one by one.

"It turns out that you have already set up hidden stakes!"

Seeing Sheng Zong's unrestrained and elegant face, which looked a bit ferocious, Jianzi lowered his eyes: "My friend, you really make Jianzi feel sad."

"A word of friend shows your obsession." Tian Wai suddenly let out another cold snort, and Sheng Zong's scalp exploded instantly.

Fojian's eyebrows moved slightly, and his tone softened slightly: "You are here too."

"Can I not come?" With a touch of familiar complaints and helplessness, the situation that Sheng Zong least wanted to see appeared in front of him, the peak of the three religions, how could it be the peak of the three religions!While feeling agitated, Sheng Zong suddenly kicked over the horizontal table between him and Fojian, and pulled out the saber behind him.