Reverend Insanity

The source overlooks the ground.

Only a hill rises high and stands above the ground.

There is no hard peak line on the hill, which opens a gap and reveals a large hole as if it leads to the ground.

And around this hill, it's a swamp.

In the marshes, there are sparse little woods.

On the southwest corner, there is also a river. The river is not clear, but the source is long, and the upstream and downstream extend beyond the horizon of the source.

“There is light in the earth, a great glow, a hundred miles of sky travel, and the scent of Wing Mei Xue.” Seeing this landscape, the mind of the source, cannot help but associate itself with this passphrase.

“Is this where the hills are handed down?” Fang Yuan's light flashed, suddenly a little sudden.

At first, in a fake gray slab, he obtained information about the hill's heritage. The painting on the gray and white slab sent this topographical map directly to the depths of his mind.

So Fang Yuan was impressed, even if he wanted to forget, he couldn't forget.

He vibrated his wings and circled halfway through the air to reconfirm that the landscape was the same as the one in his mind.

“So that's it. I had my doubts before, using topographical terrain as a trail, which is usually unreliable. If this inheritance is laid outside the North Plains, it is highly susceptible to destruction by external forces to alter the landscape. But in this royal capital, it's different.” The source is dark.

This royal court, every ten years, opens. The winners of the royal battle, the crowd, may have changed the landscape for battle and other reasons.

But when King's Landscape closes, the landscape slowly recovers.

Ten years later, when Wang Tingfudi reopens, it will return to normal.

“Heritage of the hills… Since it can be set in Wang Tingfudi, but not surprisingly, it can be done on gray and white slab counterfeits. Heritage owners spend such effort and thought, the inheritance should not be bad. ”

With this in mind, Fangyuan slowly flew to the dust hill. After observing a moment at the hole in the dust hill, he summoned several Sky Wolves to explore into the black hole.

After a tea kung fu, the Sky Wolf returned to the source undamaged.

This deep hole, from the outside, is dark, but deep inside, it is covered with a slight moss of light, not dark.

There is nothing in the cave, the air is moist, only earth and moss.

Fong Yuan also went down and searched himself, and found no such thing.

He frowned slightly and came back out. He was mentally prepared for this result: “This inheritance is not simple, and if it were so easy to get it, I'm afraid it would have already been taken by others. Of course, it doesn't rule out the possibility that this heirloom will be published first."

But the source is implicit in the analysis, which is very unlikely.

“To come here, there must be at least two conditions. First, it happens to be a clue of inheritance, and in order to identify the gray and white slate, it is likely to take an expert expert magician to do so. Secondly, a magician is needed to enter Wang Tingfudi. This means that you need to survive the royal battle and have a unique vision to be the winner. ”

“This inheritance is not simple. It seems that in order to achieve this inheritance, the passphrase must be broken.” The source concludes at heart.

The earth is bright, bright and tall, a hundred miles of sky travel, and the scent of Wing Mei Xue.

What exactly does this phrase mean?

Thoughts have been painfully inconclusive. Thoughts are complicated and there are no clues.

“That's it, that's it. Stay in Wang Tingfudi for a while. ”

Fangyuan winged and led the pack of wolves, continuing to the temple in the centre of Bliss. That's the point of his plan. He spent so much time lurking to get into Wangting Fudi.

Obtaining the Jiangshan Rusheng Immortal Maneuver is the primary goal, besides, it is the inheritance of the Juyang Immortal Honor in the 88 Jiangjiang Zhenyang Building!

It's not just him, most aspiring magicians are actively rushing to the Sacred Palace.

The Sacred Palace is the hub of the royal palace and the ultimate location.

The Sacred Palace is one of the four earthly sleeping palaces of the immortal Juyang, and is also the main sleeping palace. The rest of the sleeping palaces are located in the East Sea, the West Desert and the South China River.

And in China, Juyang Xianzheng has a bigger, more glorious heavenly sleeping palace, situated in the everlasting heavens.

Historically, there have been ten nine-spinner magicians known as "Immortals” and “Demons”.

The ten men spanned history, from ancient times, to ancient times, to ancient times, to ancient times, to near-ancient times. Everyone is a powerful man of his time, invincible and invincible. At the same time, they are distinct and very different.

Homicide Ghost Demon, Mysterious Red Lotus Demon, Intelligent Star Immortal, Uncontested Lotus Immortal...

The same magnificent and legendary character.

He was a magician born in Kitahara. A lifetime of constant well-being and good luck. Happiness can be turned into a disaster even if one does not speak of victimization.

After he became a magic fairy, he was flowering with flowers and flowers, and no one could control him. Even the first fairy of Spiritual Fasting, one of the top ten ancient factions in China, was named his wife and concubine.

As a result, he was admitted as an elder under the foreign surname of Lin Yuanzhai and turned to the right path.

Juyang Xianzhengfeng Fengzheng, after becoming Xianzheng, went to Xiantian, became four generations of Xianwang. He built five major sleeping palaces with tens of millions of princesses.

He was extremely energetic and, at over a thousand years of age, he recruited young girls from all over to enrich his rear palace.

He therefore has the greatest number of sons of all honoured.

He had too many children, most of whom he could not even name.

These descendants, who were once present in five major domains, are now concentrated in the North Plains. A tribe of magicians, collectively known as the Golden Family, is flowing in the blood of the immortals of the giant yang.

“Brothers like hands and feet, women like clothes.” “Home world!” “Beauty is a woman's natural dowry.” “Hate can't marry all the women!" ”These are his quotes.

Despite the passage of time in the sea, his historical branding continues to shine.

Especially in Kitahara, the Golden Clan holds the whole picture. Juyang Immortality still affects every generation.

Sacred Palace, Central Palace.

Night.

Silver brilliant, shining on the face of the Black Lantern.

He looked up at the plaque on the central palace. Strong as a bear, in silver light, stands silently.

As the Lord of the Allies, bearing the Golden Blood, he was placed in the Holy Palace as soon as he entered the royal palace.

This plaque of the central palace is enormous. Twenty fathers long, eight fathers wide, three words in the book - home world! Golden Glass, eye-catching.

The central palace, magnificent and ambitious in size, is like a giant residence. Under this huge tablet, the fat body of Black Lulan also appears small.

“Is the world at home...” He looked up, but his face was extremely complex, hateful, admirable, angry, and indifferent.

“My lord.” The gentleman's grandson was wet and cold. He came slowly and called softly.

“What is it?” Black Lulan turned back, his face had converged as much as he could, and changed back into the raging, rude, and grumpy of the past.

The gentleman doubtless had him. He took a letter from his arms and told him: "This is a note that Pan Ping, a single knife, passed on not long ago. In his letter, he complained to Wolf King Changshan Yin, saying that he was greedy and inherited, openly blackmailed, and behaved badly. I hope that you, my lord, will preside over justice. ”

“Oh?” Black Lulan stretched out his obese right hand.

The gentleman hurried to present the letter with his hands.

“My lord, not a small mouthful. This Changshan Yin is really getting too much. Even his robe repressed insults. Alas, Lord Pan Ping is kind. There was an inheritance, he missed the old love and wanted to share it with Changshan Yin. The result was treated in this way. The establishment of the Lycan Mountain Yin is a credit, but it does not mean that he is arbitrary. If everyone was like him, wouldn't that be a mess? ”

The gentleman watched the Kung Fu of the Black Lulan and prayed carefully beside him.

Black Lulan snorted coldly and reached over again: “Give it to me. ”

“Ah, my lord, this is...” The gentleman understands.

“This letter is only a one-sided statement from Pan Ping. There should also be a letter from Zhu Zhai.” Blackhouse Lan has a sharp eye.

The gentleman laughed immediately: “My lord, you are a wise man. You have a small admiration for five bodies. ”

Black Lulan received the second letter. He glanced at the contents of the letter. There was no expression on his face. It was difficult to speculate.

This letter is nothing but a tribute to Zhuzai, but in conjunction with the first letter, it has given Blackroof Lan a general understanding of the whole story.

He pinched it with his hands, and the two letters were immediately corroded into scum by a layer of dark light.

“When Pan Equator comes to the Holy Palace, you go to the camp and give them some compensation.” Black Lulan went on to command.

“Yes, my lord.” The gentleman bowed his life, but waited for a moment, but could not hear the next sentence of Black Lulan. He couldn't help but raise his head strangely and ask, “My lord, won't Wolf King Chang Shan Yin be punished? ”

“Punishment? Ridiculous!” Blackhouse Langhaha smiles, "why should I punish him? I would have swallowed the inheritance if it had been me. It's just that his eating photos are a little ugly. ”

Sun Huicheng was unwilling and persuaded: “My lord, my subordinates have some different thoughts. This Wolf Wang Changshan Yin, self-proclaimed, untamed, can't be so proud of him. He did a great job, but without the support of your tribe, could he have so many wolves? And he's a North Plains hero, and he's a very prestigious man. If the adult did not discipline him slightly, I'm afraid he would have intensified in the future. Even at the end of the day, the people know the name of Changshan Yin, but they don't know you. ”

“Ha-ha-ha. ”

“My lord, what are you laughing at? ”

“Wet cold, you worry too much. When this happens, what's his name? Bullying weak, greedy inheritance will only greatly diminish his prestige. And he's not a golden bloodline. He can't get into the Zhenyang Building without a visitor's order. ”

After a pause, Black Lulan continued: “From this, you can see that he is also a mortal. It's good to have desire, to have selfishness. Besides, I still have the old house and the Ge family in my hand. He is now at the top of five turns, and geniuses like him certainly want to go further. But how to promote the Magic Fairy, I will only reveal it to him one step at a time until he joins the black family. ”

“I know you don't like Changshan Yin, but the next time I break into Zhenyang Tower, I need him. Don't bother me with this little sesame thing. Do you understand? ”

“Yes, my lord.” The gentleman lowered his head and his voice trembled slightly.

“Well, go on down. ”

“Subordinates retire.” Sun Wet Cold left the central palace with tremendous disappointment.