In the long pavilion on the top of Baofu Mountain, the painting fan was carrying a chess piece, frowning tightly, unable to put it down for a long time.
"Hehe! Fellow Daoist, let's admit defeat!" The old man in Tsing Yi on the opposite side laughed, "Fellow Daoist Xuanshuang is not here, you can't break it."
Look down on her?
"Snapped!"
Huafan threw the chess piece in her hand on the chessboard. For the first time, she hoped to become an apprentice. If the apprentice of the magic star played the chess like this, would the people on the opposite side dare to laugh?
What happened to the stinky chess basket?
When the apprentice was learning chess in Taohuawu, she said that if anyone dared to play advanced games with her, she would take out the ring of light and compete on the spot.
Now, that girl not only has the ring of light, but also the blinding sword.
In the Battle of the Frontier, a group of apprentices who played the role of deities and demons to the point that they were powerless to blow themselves up actually didn¡¯t need any kind of weapons. As long as they raised their eyebrows and showed a bit of murderous aura, others would be weak, right?
Hateful!
She has been used to reasoning all her life, and her image has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if she really shows up like a fan, no one will let her do it half way!
The painting fan was so angry that he threw out a jade box, "The two-thousand-year Zizhi is yours."
"Hahaha¡¡"
"Old man Baofu, you have already won the lottery. If you dare to laugh again, we will fight."
"cough!"
The old man in Tsing Yi, who was called the old man holding blessings by the painting fan, forcibly suppressed his full stomach, "Ahem! You, you, your temper, why is it getting more and more violent as you get older?"
Hua Fan rolled her eyes, she was too gentle before.
"you say¡¡"
What the old man was about to say was interrupted by a gust of wind blowing in the distance, he sniffled, his original happiness was replaced by hidden worries.
Here we go again!
"Fellow Daoist Hua Fan, when will Senior Brother Fei Ling return to the spirit world? I have something to ask!"
?As a cultivator of Huashen, the nose of the painting fan is of course also good. The faint smell actually floats to the top of Baofu Mountain, which shows that it is powerful.
"What is it?"
"Oh! Don't mention it." When the old man Baofu mentioned this, he was full of complaints, "About six hundred years ago, for some reason, there was always death in the Mufu."
Mufu?
Painting Fan stood up all of a sudden, and looked at the distant place covered by many clouds.
With the eyes of the sky wide open, I can see from a distance that there are black clouds surging there, with an indescribable evil and death energy.
"Tell me, what happened to the Mu Mansion? It's so close, don't tell me, you Baofuzong didn't check anything?"
"checked!"
The old man Baofu sighed, "My sect dispatched twelve waves of body training disciples, a total of 240 people. Unfortunately, only one person walked out of the Mufu and set off the sect's distress fireworks over there."
"What did you say?"
Painting Fan is very nervous, Mufu now has her apprentice and son.
"My sect has long sent disciples to Fulong Town over there to meet them, but unfortunately they were too late when they rushed there. The disciple who was fattened by training was so thin that only skin and bones were left, staring at him with a terrified expression. eyes, died without leaving anything.¡±
ah?
Hua Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he said sharply, "Didn't you send anyone after that?"
The old man blinked, this man's expression is wrong!
"Obviously something weird happened in the Mu Mansion. Years ago, I had already reported to the Cultivation Alliance, and they are about to send someone over this year."
"So, none of them have gone in yet?"
"Not yet, when it was said that it was dying again, they and my sect sent people in to check it out."
How about checking it out?
The spiritual power of the painting fan gathered in the eyes again, and through the layers of clouds, he saw the sky above the Mufu. At this moment, the black clouds there seemed to be wild and ancient beasts, and they were about to swallow her in one gulp.
"Fellow!"
The spirit of the painting fan couldn't take it anymore, staggered and sat back on the stone bench.
"There is a restriction in the Mu Mansion, and it's not like you don't know it. How can it be so strong?"
The old man Baofu was taken aback, he quickly waved his hand, and poured her a cup of spirit tea that was boiling on the stove beside him to calm himself down, "Is it a loss? Why are you getting more and more anxious like your apprentice?"
Hua Fan drank the tea in one gulp, and dropped the cup, "Ding Qishan may have brought a demon into it."
ah?
The old man Baofu saw her heavy look, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized something.
But??. "Ize regretted, "This is the top secret of the Heaven and Earth Gate. It is said that you can only check it if you have advanced to become a god. I am not qualified." "
In other words, Senior Hua Fan must have known about it.
An Qiaoer breathed a sigh of relief.
She is not afraid of finding out the secrets, but she is afraid that no one will know the secrets of the past.
Regardless of the current Tiandimen, how many virtues of heaven and righteousness of the earth are there, but she knows that the reason why the previous Tiandimen can dominate the Guizang world is because they really uphold the virtues of heaven and the righteousness of the earth.
Even now, when it comes to important matters concerning the Dao Sect, the disciples of the Tiandi Sect also rush to the front.
"The ancient barbarians lived here, logically speaking, there should be relics," An Qiaoer sighed in her heart, and said to the humanity who had just returned from the border war: "But you have heard that someone found the relics from here. ?"
"Even if it is found, no one will publicize it?"
"No one should spread it, but don't forget, there is no impenetrable wall in the world." An Qiao'er looked serious, "No one knows about the first generation, and it is impossible for the second and third generations No one has ever known. It has never been passed on. Gossip a little bit."
""
Ize tried hard to think of the ancient barbarian tribe that was recorded in the classics. It was a tribe that could practice the body refining technique to the point of confrontation with the monks who turned into gods without losing the slightest disadvantage.
The reason why they are inferior to the ancient witch clan is that the ancient witches can also cultivate spiritual power in addition to the physical body, but they have never cultivated spiritual power, and have been trapped in the wooden mansion all the time, not going anywhere easily.
"There are relics, but the special situation here, even if a monk encounters it, what benefits do you think can be gained from the relics?"
An Qiaoer squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and pulled the hood down, "Well, no matter whether it is beneficial or not, no matter where the vegetation hides the ruins, since we are here, and we encounter this strange wind again, how can we not enter the tiger's den? How about we go around with Lu Yue this time?"
Izzy: ""
An Qiaoer, who was originally a soft girl, now alsodoes she want to be a tiger?
He is really afraid of tigers. A Junior Sister Lu dares to break through no matter whether it is a mountain of knives or a sea of ??fire. It has already made him dizzy. If you add
"Junior Sister Lu is injured. The wind here is too strange, wewe can't use spiritual power here, we can avoid it, let's try to avoid it!"
An Qiaoer glanced at him, then turned her head slowly.
"Qiaoer, II have no other meaning," Ize didn't know why, but felt that she was staring hard at his back, and felt countless embarrassing, so he could only explain, "This is the sphere of influence of the Baofu Sect. There have always been body training disciples, how do you know how do you know that this place is not their back garden?
If you are still very interested in this place, I I can accompany you to find Patriarch Baofu. He and my father are good friends. Maybe we can learn a lot about the ancient barbarians. "
"¡¡OK!"
An Qiaoer sighed in her heart, she knew very well that her current situation was not right.
Lu Yue is a friend, and Yi Ze is a friend. They are brothers and sisters of the same peak. Caring for each other is the most normal thing.
"The wind has stopped. Let's move faster. If they feel unsafe after burning through the fire, it will be bad if they move their positions."
"Drive!"
Where bubbling and bubbling, a lot of black air rose, and they slowly merged into a human head in the air.
"It's really strong. It seems that the cultivators who came this time are better than I imagined!"
When he opened and closed his mouth, he sighed a little, "I haven't tasted such a delicacy for many years." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com