Immortal Devil Transformation

In this completely isolated cold courtyard from the Yun Qin Dynasty and the world of practitioners, Lin Xie thought for a moment to understand what had happened.

Before Chen Feirong discovered that he had broken through the Guoshi cultivation, and when he lamented the speed of his practice, it was always a pleasure to persuade him to break the border.

He's really happy, too.

And at this moment, knowing what his abilities have changed makes him happier in his heart.

Because of this change, he instantly felt more powerful, seemed to have a new power, injecting his still fragile body, letting him know that he would be able to get out of the yard faster and do what he had to do.

He reached out his fingers again and started writing on the smooth desktop in front of him.

Under the surge of his soul power, wood chips sprinkled on the hard sandalwood table, appearing with a writing like a little sword dancing on each stroke.

“Zhao Qianhu, Wu Hook Frost Xue Ming. The silver saddle looks like a white horse, like a meteor. Kill one man in ten steps, and stay a thousand miles. After the matter, go wash your clothes, hide and be famous...”

At the same time as writing such a poem, he shouted softly in his heart the word "go back”... so the article itself is unknown in the world Li Taibai's warrior line, eventually left on the table, only a few words, no one will understand the true meaning of these few words, and no one will be able to feel the mood of Lin Eve from these few words on the table.

In Lin Xi's mind, after his repeated use of this special ability, the “blue wheel" also slowly darkened and became silent.

But Lin Xi knows that at this time tomorrow, this “blue wheel" will rise as normal as the sun.

He is also well aware that, while the time of the ten stops has not changed, being able to make a little use of them represents more opportunities… more powerful capabilities.

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Regardless of the wind and rain in the chapel, no matter how tense the situation on the front line is, for the vast majority of ordinary Yunqin people, this year's life has not changed, such as the smell of the rebellion of the moon, the distant and reckless old emperor is finally sleeping, just to let them talk more after tea.

Time passed extremely quickly, with the 17 specialty rice noodle businesses led by Tianfeng Yuzhu announcing that the consortium has passed nearly a month, and it will be New Year in three days.

In an old residential yard, a middle-aged clerk and several old servants are hanging some flaming lanterns and long strings of chillies to add some joy to the new year.

At this time, looking at the sentimental attitude of the middle-aged literary man, the unknown thought that he was a long time unsuccessful reader, it was absolutely unexpected that he was Zhou Shuzhu, whose reputation and prestige were far above the moon of the ancient news man.

Just as the middle-aged gentleman himself hung a string of dried red peppers, an elderly man in black leather robe, gray hair and a well-dressed middle-aged man did not set up a door room from outside, and walked directly into the open door. However, at first sight, the gray and white man in black leather robe immediately knelt down towards Zhou Shuzhu and cried: “The great beam of the country, the talent of the heavens and the earth, this is the end, Wen Xuan pivot only relatives, the south lumbering together, the great calamity of the country, has come to an end. ”

There is still time to greet him in the future. When he saw the old man cry, Zhou Shufu slightly discolored. He immediately grabbed at the front, lifted the old man up and laughed and lowered his voice to persuade him: “Master Sun, if this is the case, why should he increase his grief? And Wen Jia's main controller, who now succeeds the first and second principals, is in charge of the defense of Zhongzhou Province, and his rights are in the wilderness. Grand Master Sun is in the middle of the dynasty. If the words of censure against Wen Xuan Hui are passed into his ear, it is very unfavourable. ”

The old man's name was Sun Yangtze, originally given by the Attorney General. He was famous for his integrity. At this time, he was promoted to the deputy chief of the Attorney General. Liu Xueqing, a civilian who started the case in the battle between Lin Xie and the military in Donggang Town, was the one who, together with several Qingliu, took care of him and overcame his shortage. The righteous old man, too, could not kneel in the foreign minister of the Golden Palace when the Emperor had just mentioned the Nanba, with blood books, wanted the Emperor to cancel the idea of Nanba, riding the dragon snake border to temporarily calm down before feeding the power of the country, but then the Emperor even stretched his strength, for a moment, the wind and clouds changed, but was never able to return to heaven. Because of his great knowledge of Zhou Shufu's talents and personality, he could not hold on to himself when he saw that such a person had been left idle at home. It took years. He was angry and sad in his heart.

“I'm too old to live for years. Am I still afraid that Wen Xuanxun will deal with me?” When he heard Zhou Shuzhu's counsel, the old man with tears could not bear to speak strongly.

“The death of an elder, of course, has long been thrown aside.” Zhou Shusuke caressed the back of this grieving old man with his hands, grinning bitterly: “But if Yun Qin is short of the elder, but another wall is missing, the elder does not think for himself, but also for the people of Yun Qin who are most concerned about you. ”

Sun Yang felt his words, crying for a moment.

“My lord. ”

The middle-aged man, with an unusually strong eyebrow, bowed and bowed to his salute. At this time, he shouted coldly: "Since adults are hiding here, they always need someone to take care of them, I waited for them all to come over. I was just worried about disturbing adults, and the rest of them were just waiting outside. ”

“No need. ”

Zhou Shufu shook his head calmly, watched the two eyebrows gradually rise, and the strong eyebrow middle-aged man with a sharp momentum on his body sighed softly: “I am not in the middle of the dynasty, the emperor and Shufu may cause you a lot of grievances, if you feel inconvenienced, you can leave the state, but do not gather here with me... under this situation, it is better not to argue, hide in the world, and feel at ease. ”

Middle-aged men with strong eyebrows face like water and their voices are getting angry: “I don't understand what adults mean. Do adults want us all to sue the elderly for returning home? Do they each want to be farmers and fishermen? ”

Zhou Shufu smiled slightly and explained in a low voice: “The Emperor has already doubted me, and he is now using the power of Wen and Cold House to suppress Hu and Huhua family. It is precisely when trying to help Dawen Xuan Hu, after the death of the Prince, his heart changed greatly, even if my men only gathered here to do nothing, he will also suspect that we are dissatisfied, to do things secretly. So at this time, the best way to do this is to learn some ancient wisdom, not to argue, but to stay still. In my opinion, Master Sun, don't worry about it. Next spring, Nanga will fight together. In less time, the situation will change. By then, the emperor may naturally understand that Qingyu College and the Presbyterian Church are not only repressive and balanced, but also supportive. ”

The fiercely eyebrowed middle-aged man silenced for a moment and finally nodded and stopped talking. He just bowed and sighed again.

Most of these practitioners and gatekeepers who followed Zhou Shufu thought only of Zhou Shufu and his own honor, but old Yun Qin Shen, such as Sun Yuanzhi, thought more. Hearing Zhou Shufu, the old man's face grew more and more tragic, he trembled: “Zhou Shufu, do you think Nanfa will defeat Yunqin? ”

“Now that we are determined to take this opportunity to completely rid ourselves of the situation in which Qingyuan College and the Presbyterian Church prevail over Heaven, it is only natural that the Holy Father wants to win this war without using the power of Qingyuan College and Nine Years Old as much as possible. But the smell of the moon has proven that he is much more powerful than the outside world thought. His reckless army is harder to deal with than the Great Waste Cave.” Zhou Shufu nodded quietly, "And the thousand demons and Purgatory Mountains are united, with the absolute support of Purgatory Mountains, and the opposition forces in the thousand demons and the Great Reckless Dynasty are cleared one by one, smelling the moon with a solid rear underground, with a great chance of winning. I think Yun Qin will eventually lose big. I just don't know how much this loss will cost. ”

Sun Yangxue had previously just felt that Yun Qin's army was probably unfavourable, but he didn't expect Zhou Shufu to be so sure. For a moment, his mind was even more turbulent, but he couldn't speak openly.

“If the old man really thinks I'm a friend, after he leaves me, do not persuade the emperor. There is no point in doing what is already inevitable and doing it again.” Zhou Shufu looked at the old man, but he was very serious: “The old man must not mention any words in front of the emperor that would defeat the army. Until such time as it is certain to send troops to South Africa, the emperor thinks that such words against morale will bring down harsh punishment. Even if he is truly defeated in the future, he is afraid to be ashamed and angry, which is even worse for you. In this situation, we should just wait, wait until the emperor consciously is wrong, let us help again, we will not do anything for Yun Qin. ”

Sun Yangxue felt that the country was in danger, but there was nothing he could do. If he wanted to think about it, he could only listen to Zhou Shufu. On this day, which should have been celebrated, he was still sad.

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In the distant Tang Tibetan ancient country, the climate is not as cold as the Yunqin Empire.

On the northern border of the Tanzanian ancient country, there is an army of white giant elephants mounted in a semi-salted desert filled with black forests.

This army is the strongest army in the entire Tang Tibetan ancient country, but this army has always been loyal to Tang Tibetan uncle Xiao Xiang, who died under Valley Heart Sound.

Just on the day that some of Zhou's men and gatekeepers gathered at Zhou's secluded old house, but received news that they had each returned home to hide and seek refuge, a general wearing a bronze armor like Buddhist light, wearing a tie, followed by a line, went to the military camp of the Goddess Army.

“General Geng, why did you come to my god army?” The Supreme Commander of the Elephant Army, a mysterious man dressed in a white robe embroidered in Phnom Penh, sitting on a white elephant taller than a cannibal lizard, made a very loud noise and asked the uninspiring guest for a drink.

“Feng Xuan and Qingxian College have joined forces… I am no more than a general, I am just a poor man abandoned by Tang Tin.” The leader wearing a bronze armor grinned tirelessly.

The Supreme Commander of the Goddess Army took a look at the huge bow box behind the General's body and figured out what was in it. He nodded silently: “The Goddess Army welcomes you. ”

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