Legend of the Great Saint

“You're talking like that again. People are changing, and if they don't change, they're not people. You were supposed to be my best arm, but unfortunately it's just a bad idea.” Ji Xuanyi's face was full of regrets.

“It is not just a difference of thought, but a difference of approach.” The flower praised and shook his head.

“I know I can't convince you, and I'm not going to punish you. After all, you're still my favorite brother. But after all, you have to make up for the trouble you caused. Don't forget, Li Qingshan died in your hands. He could have fought alongside us. ”

Ji Xuanjie stood up and said to the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace and Ming Fei: “I go to see my father! ”

“Brother Big Brother, it may not be what you expected! ”

When Ji Xuan Dai was about to step out of the hall, he heard the praise of flowers, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, looked around, smiled, stepped out of the hall, he had been educated since childhood to hold everything in his hands, even if it was an accident, it was just a small surprise in life.

The Lord of the Sword Palace waved a sword pointing at the flower to praise the brow heart.

The flower praised, feeling that the last thought was sinking, swallowed by the sword's will, staring deeply at the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace, said intermittently: “The master wants to... wield man with a sword... but you know... himself... is also... wielded by a sword? ”

“The sword of man is one, it doesn't matter who manages it.” Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace calmly said, retracting the fingers of the sword.

Flowers praised the floor, motionless.

Ming Fei frowned: “I didn't expect such a leak! ”

"It is no surprise that this child is not from Sword Cultivation and is too smart to hide from our eyes," said the Lord of the Jianggong Palace. "However, it is still a poor reading. He has only left a clear reading, otherwise he can quietly pass it on to Li Qingshan. ”

"- [sic]“ It's only a shame about the 3,000 swords. ”

“What we want is more than 3,000 swords. In short, get rid of this danger first! ”

“It's simple." Ming Fei smiled slightly, her eyes glistened.

Flower praised slowly climbing from the ground, shaking his head hard, apologizing: “Praise sin! ”

“Guilty is good. ”

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

There is a loud bell coming from outside the palace, and the Feng Wang celebration is about to begin.

The practitioners, three, three, two, walked out of the polarization hall surrounding the Great Male Palace.

The concubine and the concubine discovered each other almost simultaneously, and their eyes turned to each other, all with undisguised hostility.

The Lord of the Sword Palace and the Lord of the Xuanyin Sect stood behind them and looked at each other coldly.

Tianlong Zen Yard deliberately separates the Xuanyin Sect from the Tibetan Sword Palace in order to avoid any disputes, but it is inevitable that there will finally be a meeting.

“Daoists, please come in! The celebration will begin soon. ”

Not angry monks laughed and said, seeing the flower praise behind the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace, there was something strange in his heart, obviously he hadn't seen this person just now, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

On this Great Buddhist Mountain, neither side can deny the face of Tianlong Zen Yard. The Lord of the Sword Palace and the Master of the Xuanyin Sect enter the palace.

Soon, all invited monks came to the Daxiong Palace, not a large number, only the appearance of twenty people, the speech was also a whisper, even directly communicating with divinity, extra backing the empty silence of this mahjong palace, making this king's celebration not very lively, but very solemn.

None of these people, however, is a great master who did not survive three days of robbery. Almost the entire Qingzhou cultivation of the strong, even if they deliberately converged the atmosphere, the convergence of the atmosphere is directly into the sky.

The four monks of Tianlong Zen Court greeted each other as the East Master, and the four archbishops of the Jiangyuan Palace and Xuanyin Sect, each in the corner of the palace, emitted a cold and forested atmosphere. The other did not come to talk to them on their own initiative, and they would never speak to the other.

Unlike Miaozhou, all the doors in Qingzhou are sent by the archdeacons, none of which can leave these three doors.

Beyond that, hundreds of masters, Confuciano Fanmo, General Lin Lin, the largest number, are quietly talking about:

“Heard this monk is under 100 years old? You're so young!” 'I heard she didn't even have to be fifty. ”“ It's incredible, how many teenagers in the world have not come out with such a figure, I think it's also the reincarnation of the heavenly people! By the way, wasn't there a celestial reincarnation in the Qing River Mansion a few years ago? ”“ Forget it, it's falling. ”“ Oh, heavenly men are also good and bad. ”

Yue Wuyang stood up with his arms in his arms and his face was iron and blue, silent.

Kim Fugui asked with a smile, "Yue, who are you angry with? ”

Yue Wuyang glanced at the Golden Eagle leader, "You are still such a good thing! ”

Kim Fugui smiled and wasn't angry: “I care about old friends, how can I say it's a good thing? If you're always so angry, I'm afraid you won't survive a thousand years. ”

“If you can't live, I'll go to Shuro Dao. If you can't live, go to hell! ”

“All right, all right, let's hear it. It's a big deal. Let's work together and help you out with this offense! ”

“Do you know Li Qingshan?” Yue Wuyang thought about it.

“Of course, he was still one of my men!” Kim Fu Gui was very impressed with Li Qingshan.

“That kid's played me twice already!” Yue Wuyang bit his teeth and he was pigeoned by Li Qingshan again.

On that day, Li Qingshan went to listen to the Zen Heart Law Society, and Yue Wuyang didn't want to wait for the Great Foshan Gang. He agreed to wait for the Zen Heart Law Society, and then meet with the General's Palace to prepare the decoy plan against the Flying Locust King. However, many days passed before the Zen Heart Law, Yue Wuyang left and right, but did not see the shadow of Li Qingshan, it was almost mad.

The soldier was talking about a military order like a mountain, "If he is a soldier's disciple, I will kill him!” Yue Wuyang bit his teeth if he could.

In fact, it is no wonder that Li Qingshan did not take General Yue's heart. Xiao 'an had a new and more perfect plan on his side. He no longer wanted to be a fool as bait. After drawing his sword at the Jiangyuan Palace, he was going to tell Yue Wuyang that many changes had occurred along the way, and he completely forgot.

Kim Fugui laughed and glanced at the non-angry monk not far away: "When the non-angry monk is not with him, the lesson will be over. Otherwise, I will help you to teach him a lesson, at least I am the guardian of the eagle wolf. ”

Yue Wuyang said: "You? You don't have to teach him a lesson now. ”

“Hmm?” Kim Fu Gui didn't think it was a problem to teach a younger generation a lesson. Not angry monks aren't the kind of people who look carefully.

“He has already survived three days of robbery. Prince Qingqing almost died from Longzhou. How can you teach him a lesson!” Yue Wuyang hesitated for a moment and still failed to hold his anger.

“What did you say? ”