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Strange stones are stacked, and the water color is clear and rushes into the eyebrows.

The cold light of the forest is on the water, lingering in the forest, and the mountain flowers reflect each other.

When the wind blows, it sways, and Shanshan is lovely.

Yang Pan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the beautiful scenery, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and found that the disciples around him were frowning and thinking.

"Still haven't figured it out?"

Yang Pan smiled lightly and asked.

Li Jizhong's appearance is ordinary, but his cultivation talent is amazing, he is already in the sixfold realm of foundation building, and his breath is pure, he is the leader of the young generation of the Nine Heavens of the True Pole, and he is very valued by the sect.

He thought for a moment and said, "The Lord of Nightmare that day wanted to borrow the Xiaotuo Mountain Seal of the Master, and now Chen Yan is the same, he must have said it." ”

"Ji Chong, there are thousands of secrets in the world, thousands of thousands, endless, we must learn to grasp the big and let go of the small. ”

Yang Pan taught himself this disciple earnestly, and said, "The most important thing for us to take over the foundation of the True Yang Xuanmen now is to take over the foundation of the True Yang Xuanmen, and the spiritual veins and talents are the cornerstones of the development of the sect. ”

"Yes. ”

Li Jizhong lowered his head, raised his head again, and said, "The disciple understands this truth, but the disciple is unhappy when he sees Chen Yan proudly. ”

Yes, it's proud.

In a word, a giant like Yang Pan who is extremely true to the Nine Heavens has to lend the magic weapon immediately, isn't this proud?

Really proud!

"Chen Yan is now left and right,"

Yang Pan exhaled, his eyes were gloomy, and he said, "Not only do we follow him, but even the True Martial Arts and Liangyi Dao will not be clear against his thoughts." With the foundation of the True Yang Xuanmen in front of him, he has a lot of right to speak. ”

Seeing that Li Jizhong was silent, Yang Pan continued, "Chen Yan can be so beautiful, he worked hard with his own hands, there is no luck." ”

"Yes. ”

Li Jizhong admitted that Chen Yan, a person who was much younger than himself, was powerful, but he had his own ideas and said, "Chen Yan can be left and right, why can't we cooperate with Zhenwu Liangyi Dao and completely abandon him? ”

"You're thinking too simply. ”

Yang Pan shook his head, under the light, his body was reflected in a blue sky, and he saw the clouds coming out of the valley. ”

After speaking, Yang Pan waved his sleeves and returned to the hall.

Outside, it's quiet.

Sparse light casts.

Frost stone green moss, cold flowers and thin bamboo.

The Luo rattan strips hung down, and the green air swirled, reflecting Li Jizhong's uncertain look.

"Chen Yan,"

After a while, he spat out two words, which sounded heavy.

Although I can't believe it, this is the truth, this young man who is younger than himself has begun to make sect forces like Zhenwu Liangyi Dao restrain his hands and be afraid.

How strong it is, and how beautiful it is.

It's really enviable!

"Linyuan envy fish, it is better to retreat and weave nets. ”

Fortunately, Li Jizhong deserved to be an outstanding disciple valued by Jizhen Nine Heavens, and he quickly killed the negative emotions and vowed to catch up, and one day, he would also become such a pivotal figure.

"Duh. ”

Thinking about this, Li Jizhong seemed to feel that his body was light, and his mana became lively, so he sat directly under the moon and began to cultivate.

Whoa,

The clear air is raised, and the clouds are condensed.

In an instant, the true qi surged, and the visions came out frequently.

When Yang Pan saw this scene, he nodded secretly and smiled with relief, there are successors to the sect.

"Chen Yan,"

Yang Pan lit the lotus lantern and stirred the wick, making a crackling sound of lanterns.

Judging from the recent situation, Chen Yan's momentum is unstoppable, and he should be in charge of good luck, to get the wind, to get the rain, and to avoid its edge.

However, the theory of luck is that its prosperity is also vigorous, and its death is also sudden, and when the momentum falls, it will be knocked to the dust.

When the time comes, it will be time to settle the general ledger.

Yang Pan smiled deeply, and the whole figure was hidden in the light.

Thousands of miles away, the Drunken Ape Cave.

It is the bright moon floating in the air, the clear light swaying to the ground, and the light is haloed, just like in the curling Yao realm.

There are old plums born from the stone gaps, prematurely bent, red, white and green calyxes, stacked flowers and incense.

The wooden road man sat on the cloud couch, his eyebrows were green, and the cool breeze moved slightly, blowing up his clothes.

"Whew,"

He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, and suddenly an indescribable aroma filled the room.

Not flowers, not women, but herbs.

Very pure, lingering.

Whoa,

At this moment, the various plum blossoms in the room seem to become vivid, fluttering, and uneven towards the center.

"Good. ”

Even if it is not the first time to take it, every time Mu Dao people smell the fragrance and see the vision, they are all in high spirits, and over the years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is inseparable from the support of this treasure.

"Whew,"

Mu Dao Man flipped over the jade bottle and sucked it hard, and an azure blood flew out of the bottle and fell into his mouth.

Thundered

The blood instantly turns into pure energy, which travels in the meridians, nourishes the body, harmonizes the spirit, and makes the golden pill more and more perfect.

I don't know how long it took, but the Mudao people opened their eyes, full of energy and energy.

"Take it once every 10 days. ”

Mu Daoren raised his head, looking at the night, the mountain qi was changing, like trees, people, strange stones, like dragons and tigers, constantly changing, there was a force in his heart, and muttered, "If it goes on like this, it won't be long before I can completely make up for the shortcomings of quick success at that time." ”

"Huh?"

At this time, Mu Daoren frowned, grabbed it with his big hand, and a gourd appeared in his palm, and then shook, and a wisp of green qi was born from it.

Whoa,

The green qi fell to the ground, shook it, and turned into a white and chubby big doll, three feet high, with a pigtail on its head, surrounded by a red belly, carved in pink and jade, very cute.

"Babble,"

"Babble,"

The fat doll's eyebrows are a little green lines, her skin is like jade, and she can't speak, and she screams milkily as soon as she appears.

"Hungry again?"

Mu Daoren looked at the big fat doll spinning around at his feet, and his mood immediately became irritable.

"Babble,"

The fat doll screamed pitifully, but the little thing also knew the cruelty of the wooden man, and as usual, the little body shrunk into a ball of flesh, and shivered vigorously.

syllable

Sure enough, next, the fat doll was hit hard by the wooden road man, and it turned around three times, and stars appeared on its head.

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat!"

Mu Daoren was furious, and gave the fat doll a few more strokes before reluctantly taking out a porcelain bottle and pouring out a fist-sized pill from it.

"Babble,"

The fat doll jumped so high that she grabbed it at once and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Babble,"

The fat doll ate too quickly, accidentally choked, and rolled her eyes uncomfortably. (To be continued.) )