A monk is a monk, and he will always nag all his life, but Meng Shuo knew that the battle of life and death had come to an instant, and he shouted and pinched the move.

The monk didn't move, but only said with concern: "Be careful." ”

Be careful of what?

Watch out for the house, it's collapsing.

Back then, Su Jingxiang, Liu Sao people, three corpses, and a group of guys fought out ten percent of their cultivation, but they couldn't even lift a piece of broken tiles in this ancient temple.

The meditation room collapsed, and the brick and stone beams fell on the head.

Meng Shuo's strength was by no means comparable to Su Jing more than a thousand years ago, those bricks and stones were heavy and painful to hit his body, but they were far from killing him. Xuan Gong turned to the Yuan force shock, and the Zen room collapsed with a bang, and flew out of the wreckage, but when he rushed out, he couldn't help but be shocked again, the hall was heavy, the stele tower was like a forest, the sound of Zen singing echoed misty, bursts of Zen incense in all directions, a magnificent treasure temple!

Didn't the Ferris brake say that it had collapsed, didn't it say that it had become a ruin, how could it be intact, how could it be so magnificent!

There was no room for thought, and a concerned reminder sounded in his ears again: "Be careful." ”

The words fell, the bricks fell, and the intact temple collapsed suddenly, and all the stones, bricks and tiles, without exception, all smashed into the lame Meng Shuo!

People are in the middle of heaven and earth, the sky is falling, is there a place to hide? The same truth, Meng Shuo cannot avoid it.

The ancient temple collapsed, and no one could rebuild it, but the monk was a part of the ancient temple, and it was just a matter of him to change his mind to temporarily build a building block on the wreckage and rubble and short tiles.

In addition, dolls who have played with building blocks know that it is much easier to knock down blocks than to build them

There is such a saying in White Horse Town to evaluate others: honest is not kind.

Duty, honesty, and basically kindness. I never dare to do anything big or bad, but the narrow-minded, angry, laughing, and shadowless monk is not this kind of person, he is very kind, but he is not honest.

He had thought that if he could bring the enemy into the temple to fight, it would be very comfortable

In the southern wilderness, Tiandou Mountain sank rapidly.

There are quicksand wells in the Gobi, which look no different from the ordinary ground on the surface, but once a traveler steps on it by mistake, he will be trapped by the quicksand, and he will never be able to struggle out on his own. If there is no companion around to help him, he will definitely die.

How long does it take for the quicksand well to engulf a person?

It's faster than you think.

The woodcutter smiled pleasantly. His axe was already much heavier than Tiandou Mountain, and it was idle to completely press a mountain into the ground, but when the one-horned lonely peak fell, the woodcutter's smile suddenly stiffened: there was an extra mountain in front of him;

The universe is vast. Trillions of lives. There are countless people who are huge. Not to mention the Mo Djinn family. Not to mention it from afar, there are also multi-ethnic giants in this Middle Earth alone. For example, Ao.

In the Xihai stele Lin Ao's family, a random child is a big island, not to mention the oldest of them, Aozhu, who is the oldest and has recently cultivated into a true Buddha. However, most of the time on weekdays, he would deliberately restrain his body, and if he really wanted to let go of his body, he was not inferior to the ink giant spirit.

Ao Zhu stands, he is a big mountain.

The shadow monk guarding the Motiansha is guarding the West Sea Stele Forest, and one of him is enough, so Ao Zhu is not in the West Sea, he is in Tiandou Mountain, not only him, the old and young people of the Ao family are all in Tiandou Mountain. It is to be a guest, to play, to live, and it is to be entrusted by Su Jing to come to this southern wilderness!

The woodcutter saw the southern wilderness in front of him.

In fact, the southern wilderness is not barren at all, the forests are rich and the water is innumerable, and the "barren" refers to the uneducated and bloody land here. But at this moment, the scenery in the woodcutter's eyes is truly desolate, the rust-red sky, the rust-red desert is endless, day after day!

There is no desert in the Southern Wilderness, but the old clam has it in her stomach, and her stomach sand is the boundless desert.

Ao Zhu is not in the West Sea, he is in Tiandou Mountain;

Tiandou Mountain is in the belly of the old clam, the old clam is not in the nest, for the sake of Su Jing's treasure 'bribery' and Miss Qingyun's face begging for each other, she came to the Southern Wilderness, and swallowed Tiandou Mountain into her stomach with a big mouth, but on weekdays, she uses the method of swallowing heaven and earth to connect her body to the great Qiankun, so Tiandou Mountain is both in the great world and in her belly.

The old clam is in the Southern Wilderness, and Tiandou Mountain is still in the Southern Wilderness; the old clam has collected the 'swallowing heaven and earth' and cut off the 'Qiankun connection', so Tiandou Mountain is now in her belly.

There is no king in the Southern Wilderness, so the identity of the woodcutter who came to Tiandou Mountain is a little special, but his cultivation is only the most ordinary Mo Lingxian, compared to Mo Fifteen, the two should be able to fight thirty Jiazi, and it is not easy to say who can win in the end.

The woodcutter's heart was a little cold, if he was in other places, even if he encountered the king of people, he could at least find a way to escape, but how could others follow him in the belly of the old clam and how he would walk into the belly of the old clam!

The red sand is rolling, and the old clam is in trouble!

Ao Zhu seemed to have the intention of making a move, and the old woman with a big mouth suddenly appeared in front of him, and the old clam divine consciousness was projected into his body, shaking his head: "No need, you have too much strength, and tossing in my stomach will make me retch." ”

The erosion and sand on this side rolled, like a huge tide of the angry sea that trapped the woodcutter, and on the other side, the mountain that had just sunk slowly floated again.

Sinking down a mountain, rising up are two mountains, the general lonely and unruly, the general independent cone sky, but the mountain shape is still not small, the east one is Tiandou Mountain, the west one is more famous, once famous in the earth, the world's sects: Konglai Mountain.

A whole empty mountain fell into the belly of the old clam a hundred years ago.

The door of the top of the mountain and the Heavenly Demon Hall opened, and the old eunuch Qin Fu glanced out, and saw that he didn't need to do it himself, so the door was closed again with a bang.

The heavenly demons are rebellious, and they will never take refuge in the belly of the old clam, but if they judge the heavenly calamity from a different angle, and they don't know what the calamity is, there must always be a group of ruthless characters who temporarily 'disappear', be a surprise soldier to turn things around, or seek revenge! Even so, Su Jing still couldn't persuade Chixiu.

But what is Chixiu, his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was the one who called Su Jing the emperor's son-in-law, and Su Jing begged the old demon to 'move the mountain' into the belly of the old clam.

Qin Chui agreed. Konglai Mountain moved into the belly of the old clam, and today's Dongtu Konglai Mountain is just a phantom that announced the closure of the mountain and was guarded by the forbidden law

Only Qin Chui can agree. He is a loyal demon. If you change to another sect, whether it is Zixiao Country or Nerowood, it will be impossible to move the old clam to the belly of the sect.

Su Jing naturally knew that this request was really difficult for a strong man, but Konglai Mountain had to be moved: because the matter of the loyal Heavenly Demon Qin Fu garrisoning Konglai Mountain was known to the world. This goal is too obvious, if the ink giant spirit attacks Middle-earth, it will have to destroy the empty mountain and attack the Heavenly Demon.

In fact, not to mention the loyalty and righteousness of the Heavenly Demons, more than a hundred years ago in the Great Desert War, most of the kings of the Middle Earth showed their traces, and the majesty of that battle was majestic, but everyone's strength and the capital of the world were almost all revealed.

There is Shen River in the mountain. Su Jing can trust the head of his own family, and Mu En's master of learning. Su Jing can't point fingers at other sects; Ye Fei is the number one 'awkward person' in the world, Su Jing can't find him, let alone expect him to listen to himself, but the remaining Xiao Xiangliu and Ao Zhu have a great friendship with him. Qingyun, the only friend of the old clam senior, was also Su Jing's own person

Ink XV manifests Middle-earth. It shows that the ink disciples have infiltrated Middle-earth. How many, what is the strength, and how will it be difficult, it is not known and cannot be checked. The only thing that is certain is that it's not far from getting started.

Su Jing lives others with himself, if he wants to fight. The first thing for the Mo disciples is: pull out the Heavenly Sect and destroy the king.

How can you not be guarded, how can you not be guarded?

That's why we have today. Therefore, the hidden and the tuned should be tuned, so the Langlang Fairy, who did not know about the Mo disciples, went to the Arctic Ice Plain to quarrel with Xiao Xiangliu every day, so the Mo disciples did not pay attention to the shadow monk who was powerful and took over the West Sea Stele Forest;

Su Jing is not the king of Middle-earth, he can't control the heavens, the earth, and the affairs and defense of other heavenly sects, but after he killed Mo Fifteen, he did what he could.

His methods are not clever, but they are barely practical, and practical is enough

In the Arctic Ice Field, the fourteen ink spirit immortals were ambushed, without exception, each of them had a wisp of remnant soul detained, the Langlang Fairy stopped talking with Xiangliu for the time being, and began to interrogate the prisoner with interest, Ah Qi was a little apprehensive, and approached and said respectfully: "Grandma, I have another one in my belly"

"That woman was washed away by me, her soul was disrupted, her meridians were broken, you don't need to spit it out, you just eat it. "The little grandmother didn't lift her head.

Ah Qi's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he was not poisonous, stupid, and crippled, but he still had a pure immortal skin and gave it to me.

The Langlang Fairy suddenly saved one more thing, raised her head and stared at Ah Qi with a pair of rotten eyes: "Say okay first, it's for you to eat, if you dare to spit it out and give it to the hydra, I'll blow you up alive!"

The little corpse fairy is so fierce, but it frightened Ah Qi, and the seven big heads rose and fell, nodding again and again. It is worth mentioning that the little corpse fairy was on the verge of dying once, and after cultivating to the Great Advancement, her eyes were slightly 'complete', and they were still rotten, but if you looked closely, there were already a few spiritual lights under the decay.

In terms of practice, the Langlang Fairy is perfect to follow the practice, and one day if her eyes are completely healed and do not rot, then she will be terrible, even if Xiangliu Jiutou speaks together, she will not be able to quarrel with her again.

Xiao Xiangliu didn't bother to pay attention to the 'insinuation' of the Langlang Fairy, not to mention a half-hung Mo Lingxian, even the ancient true god Rulai Buddha, he would not eat Ah Qi spit it out. He was bowing his head, frowning, carefully examining the black footprints left by Nanye and Su Hong

The skyscraper ancient temple, the ruins, is quiet. The shadow monk returned to the West Sea Stele Linqin, a wisp of Mengshuo's remnant soul was being pinched by the monk with the gesture of pinching the small snake on his fingertips, the monk squatted on the seabed, and also carefully checked the black footprints left by the lame man when he came, and muttered in his mouth: "The monk is not very good at extorting confessions, and the torture will not be good later, donor, you have to pack more, I have to ask about this footprint." ”

In the belly of the old clam, the woodcutter's body was completely shattered, and a wisp of remnant soul was paralyzed on the soft rusty red stomach sand, and the old clam turned his eyes to look at Ao Zhu: "My cave at the junction of the eastern soil and the southern wilderness has just been explored by an inexplicable person. ”

The yellow-faced woman laid down a 'soul exploration' formation, which she could know as long as the old clam returned to the nest, but she didn't realize that the old clam had hidden a spell with the same effect before leaving the nest.

Ao Zhu turned into the size of an ordinary person, clasped his palms together, and said in a merciful voice: "Let's destroy them!"

With a bang, the gate of the Heavenly Demon Hall on the top of the empty mountain opened again, and the Heavenly Demon Qin Fu trotted briskly, and in a blink of an eye he came down the mountain to Ao Zhu's side: "Let's go?"

The Heavenly Demon hadn't noticed it before, but when he came down the mountain, he found that the black footprints left on Tiandou Mountain were quite strange.

"It's okay, I'll be distracted and forced to confess to this fool. The old clam spoke: "It won't take long to ask the truth about these footprints." ”

"Okay, let's go. Qin Chui ignored the footprints

Outside of Dacheng school, the ink is swept away.

When Shen He and Zigui met, they were about to get down to business, when Su Jing, who was following Shen He, suddenly laughed and smiled at the two heads of the Heavenly Sect: "I just received the spiritual news, the Extreme North Ice Field, the West Sea Stele Forest, and the Southern Wilderness Tiandou Mountain have all won the battle, and Mo Lingxian has been killed almost twenty heads. ”

Won the battle!

This catastrophe came so ferociously, sweeping through the two realms of Middle-earth cultivation and mortal with a devastating force, and the Middle-earth world suffered heavy damage, but it was by no means all lost, let alone all fell!

Everyone in the room laughed. Under the catastrophe and after the dramatic battle, this smile came more and more easily, really relaxed!

After laughing, Shen He said bluntly to Mr. Zigui: "There is a reluctant invitation from Lishan Shenhe: Lishan disciple, Fifteen Star Peak, stationed in Dacheng School." Mr. Wanwang is fulfilled. ”

Seven Heavenly Sects, one declined, two entered the ink and two were destroyed, only Lishan Sword and Dachengxue remained, if the two places were divided when the wind and rain were in turmoil, it would not be to watch each other, but to make it clear that let the family come to each other.

But who can really give up his family's tens of millions of years of sect foundation, is to say 'reluctant invitation' in Shen Hekou's mouth, in fact, it can be regarded as 'sacrificing oneself for others', and leaving the mountain is temporarily merged into Dachengxue.

"When it comes to the Eastern Soil Cultivation Sect, where is the first thought in the hearts of people all over the world? Mr. Zigui didn't nod or shake his head, and smiled slightly: "It's not that Dacheng is arrogant, but in today's Middle-earth world, on the path of cultivation, leaving the mountain is the real sign, and going up the mountain and fighting immortals and demons is the wish of the reader." ”

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the 'landmark' cannot fall, Dacheng School is full of scholars, and occasionally drops off the bookbag and emits some sourness, but no matter whether these scholars are sour or not, and how sour, at least there is no pedantic person in this Tianzong Academy.

In terms of morale, it is more important to keep the mountain than to keep the Dachengxue.

Shen He is not hypocritical and polite: "Thank you, sir." ”

The relocation of the sect, such a big thing, was finalized in just two sentences, and then Dachengxue was immediately busy.

The moving matter was presided over by Mr. Mu En, Dong Mao and others, and Mr. Zigui was not busy, he asked an inexplicable question: "Which case?"

A master is a master, Su Jing didn't understand the words at all, but Shen He understood it very well, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know either, do you want to throw away your shoes?"

Su Jing took a new shoe that he hadn't worn from his bag, left his left foot, and handed it to the head of the house with both hands: "Respect the head of the family, what is it?"

Shen He really took the shoes in his hand, and at the same time smiled at Su Jing: "Uncle Shi is so confused that he can't fight back when he is beaten, where is your temperament." ”

Just being beaten and not fighting back, no, which case, throwing shoes to decide, one case of landing on the front and another case of landing on the back of the other, where can you not understand and fight back!

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism were infected by ink, and even if they were not the base camp of the ink disciples, they were also one of their strongholds.

Su Jing looked at the head of the house who had always been good-tempered, and looked at Mr. Zigui, who had kind eyebrows and even a little sucks on his face, and was overjoyed! Wheezing? What do you want to breathe, if I don't breathe, don't breathe, the mountains are sharp, the scholars are sharp, the Middle Earth is sharp, and you have to fight back immediately!

It's just Tianyuan Mountain and Mitiantai, which one should they choose? In fact, it doesn't matter which one they choose.

The key is just those two words: fight back. (To be continued......)