Reverend Insanity: Hundred and seventy verses: begging people
Nakasu, deep in the depths.
Wine and food, set on the manor.
"Come, Brother Shi, I have heard that you like fine wine. I have collected these wines for you to taste." Yang Xian, a fairy sitting on the side, stretched out his palm to signal the VIP.
This distinguished guest has short white hair, a pair of golden pupils twinkling sharp lights, wearing a full-fitting military suit, a blue-silver belt around his waist, and bright silver armor on his calves and forearms.
He wolf-backed his waist, exuding an air of bravery and bravery all over him. But he is now half-relied and half-relied, his attitude is free and easy, and slightly dilutes his oppression field.
Yunxian Yang Feng is a master of the seven-turn change of Taoxian. He is a master of the ancient soul gate of the top ten schools in Zhongzhou, but in front of this distinguished guest, he is inevitably overwhelmed.
Therefore, this distinguished guest, with a surname of Shi Minglei, is majoring in soil roads and concurrently in change roads. At the height of the Seven Turns, Zhongzhou, known as the Monkey King, is the strongest man in the world!
"I'm welcome." Shi Lei laughed, stretched out his hand, and picked up the heavy wine jar on the desk case.
Shoot the sealed mud, and suddenly a sky of wine, like a fierce burning flame, emerged surgingly.
In a moment, the huge manor is full of rich wine country.
The redness of the wine is red, and it is lingering near the mouth of the wine altar, as if it were a bunch of fire clouds.
When Shi Lei saw it, his eyes fluttered and he praised, "Good wine! It turned out to be the rumored Chidi wine. Brother Yang Feng, you can actually get such a good wine, and the means are not small."
Yunxian Yang Feng laughed and laughed: "Without hiding Brother Shi, I also paid a lot of money to ask for it from the storehouse in the ancient soul gate. Speaking of it, it also touched the ancestors of my gate. .300,000 years ago, I sent one of the ancestors of Xianxian. During the refining conference, I met the emperor of the East China's Xixian wine. The two of them tried to make a test and agreed which one would win, and the other would reap the refining. The work of the two sides was 989 days in a row, each with its own wins and losses. The Chidi wine is exactly the emperor in the wine and lost to my ancestors. "
The ancient soul gate in the top ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou is stained with an ancient character, which is worthy of the name. The school has a long history. It is the top of the ten ancient schools.
Thousands of years ago, that was the Middle Ages. There have been Yuan Lian Xianzun, Thieves Demon, and Juyang Xianzun. A fairy immortal shui ni, created a watercourse, created Lingyuanzhai, also in this era.
"Oh?" Shi Lei became interested, "Emperor in the wine, I know this person, but the eight-turn gut strong man, is very famous in the history of human race. He spent his entire life. Is to make three emperors and five emperors wine. According to It is rumored that the eight kinds of wine can be combined into one to obtain eight turns of centipede wine bugs. Using this tincture, the eight turns of white Lixian yuan can be refined into nine turns of yellow apricot cents. After this person died, he left the heritage. Today in the East China Sea Zhu Xianxun Zui Weng is the 137th generation of this lineage.
"Brother Shi Bowen Guangzhi, admire next. Please!" Yang Feng raised his glass.
Shi Lei waved his hand: "That wine glass is too much fun. Let's use the wine jar directly."
"Okay, Brother Shi is bold. I will be there to the end." Yang Feng laughed and patted the table. Immediately reconcile.
But Shi Lei's hand just touched the wine jar, and suddenly his motion was stagnant, his expression moved slightly, and he turned to look at the air outside the door.
A channel fairy has appeared above the manor, hovering and dancing, but cannot fall.
Shi Lei's Jin Tong flashed: "This is my martial arts fairy, and please ask Brother Yang to unlock your protection."
This manor is not ordinary, exquisite structure, magnificent layout, white jade floor tiles, cold weather, hidden Dragon Soul whistling, but it is the Fairy House Hanzhuang of the ancient soul gate!
Yang Feng then manipulates the fairy house and releases the path, so that the channel fairy fly to Shi Lei's hands.
After looking at Shi Lei, his face changed slightly.
For other facts, Yang Feng is naturally not good at asking questions. He raises his glass and tastes Chidi wine silently.
I did not expect Shi Lei to take the initiative to say: "The Kitahara Yuxian is really combative. The black family has just died, and the Kitahara Yuxian has begun to fight again. This time, the movement is even greater. The various gold families have joined forces to deal with the problem. The alliance between the Baizu Family and Chumen. "
"Chumen?" Yang Feng was puzzled.
"This is a recently established sect. Do you know Chuyuan Beiyuan?"
"Someone knows one or two, but you are a master of immortality."
"Yes, Chumen was created by him. This person should not be underestimated. He actually resisted the attack of Baizu Tianjun by relying on Heifandongtian. He also secretly cultivated a number of powerful immortals. . "
Yang Feng frowned and digested the news. He just said, "It ’s hard to be afraid of the twilight of the mountains. But Chumen's creation is probably the first case in Beiyuan. This Chudu is really bold!"
"Yes." Shi Lei grinned. "This time, it's going to be a good show. The two sides have agreed to hold a martial arts meeting. Hey, Kitahara is really lively. There are fights all day. I was not born in Kitahara. "
"Cough, cough."
Shi Lei slaps his head again: "Oh, I almost forgot the business. Heaven has ordered us to attack the astral blessing immediately."
"Why, heaven has determined, will Fang Yuan not come back?" Yang Feng asked in wonder.
It turns out that since the court has escaped from the shadowless evil, the Ziwei fairy has never given up, and has been working hard to calculate the trace of Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's true body position is not exposed, and there is no progress even for Prince Fengxian. But Ziwei Fairy relied on some clues, combined with her own strong strength, to calculate the astral blessing bluntly.
The Astral Blessed Land is located in the depths, within the territory of the Ancient Soul Gate.
The Lagerstroemia indica deliberately assigned Shixian Shi Lei to accomplish this.
Shi Lei is the elder of the War Sect, and the ancient soul gate sends Yang Feng to cooperate with Shi Lei.
Shi Lei takes orders and waits in secret according to the design of the Ziwei fairy. If Fang Yuan returns to the astrological blessed land one day, he will catch it.
But after waiting for a long time, Fang Yuan's shadow was not seen!
Not long ago, the astrological blessing land ushered in disaster, Fang Yuan set his heart down, regardless of it.
The crape myrtle realizes Fang Yuan's determination, and reckons that if the astral blessing is left. Will help a lot in the future.
So she just started directly and ordered Shi Lei to capture the astral blessing.
Lingyuanzhai.
Huxin Mountain.
Feng Jinhuang's residence.
"Master. You are so good, you can make even this kind of maggot!" Qin Juan held the maggot in both hands. Shouted excitedly.
Feng Jinhuang's skin is snowy, her golden eyebrows are long and slender, her lips are slightly raised, and she smiles, "This is nothing."
She has fairy wings, and now she has a master level in her practice. It is really nothing to make three rounds.
"Sister, master, it's not good!" At this moment, another Xianxian hurried over, and the baby's fat face was a little flustered.
Qin Juan immediately said to the human with dissatisfaction: "Sun Yao. You are also an elite disciple of Lingyuanzhai. Why is there no city government?"
Feng Jinhuang smiled and said, "Don't panic, I'm here. Say, what's the matter?"
Sun Yao breathed a lot of breath: "So, then Zhao Qingyun is here!"
"What, is Zhao Lianyun?" Qin Juan changed her face, and she looked at Feng Jinhuang anxiously. She has always been your master's opponent. Zhao Qingyun always wanted to compete with you for the position of Lingyuanzhai's contemporary fairy. Why did she suddenly come to you?
The smile on Feng Jinhuang's face also gradually disappeared: "I don't understand this matter. Go, see her and ask her in person. Isn't it clear?"
The three women walked out of the house and saw a woman.
This woman is wearing a white dress. Like a quiet flower by the lake, her black hair is in arm. It's like silk. Liu Mei's eyes are sad, skin is like gel, a pair of eyes melt into it like night, showing anxiety and anxiety at this moment.
It's so beautiful and comparable to Feng Jinhuang, it's Zhao Pingyun!
"Sister Zhao, I wonder if you come to me, what's the matter?" Feng Jinhuang asked actively.
Zhao Yunyun hesitated for a moment, and her eyes were full of firmness.
Flop.
The next moment, she knelt directly on the ground.
Qin Juan and Sun Yao didn't expect such changes, they all exclaimed.
Feng Jinhuang was also very surprised: "Sister Zhao, what are you doing?"
"I'm really desperate. Please, save Ma Hongyun!" said Zhao Piyun, and tears rolled down his soft and smooth cheeks.
"Ma Hongyun, who is you? Let you come to ask me? Come on, what are you doing, don't kneel." Feng Jinhuang walked quickly and stretched out his hands to help Zhao Pingyun got up.
She still has the responsibilities and mind of a big sister.
Although Zhao Liyun and her are fighting for the position of fairy, they are fierce. But now when Zhao Qingyun kneels down to beg her, Feng Jinhuang does not stand high, but instead stretches out her hands.
But Zhao Yunyun didn't get up. She broke free from Feng Jinhuang's hands and cried, "The only person who can help me now is yours, sister Feng Jinhuang!"
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Southern Xinjiang, ancient moon cottage.
Fang Yuan squeezed his fists, clenched his teeth, and treated the two humans who were sitting firmly on the main seat: "Uncle and aunt, my parents' legacy is yours now. Now I'm missing some Yuanshi, your second elder Can't you be accommodating? "
Meng Lengheng screamed, "You can't say this correctly. We didn't take your parents' inheritance, it's all your brother. Your brother is a first-class genius and has a better future than you. Too much. I believe that even if your parents are still there, I am afraid they will do the same. "
"Fang Yuan." He then said slowly, quietly, "I know what you want to do. Isn't it that you want Yuanshi to buy the wood for refining it? But do you know how difficult it is to refining it? How risky is it? You? You, you are too young. Do n’t hold this unrealistic idea and do your part. With your qualifications, do n’t think about it anymore. Live your life in peace Come on. "
It's winter.
In the warm house, Fang Yuan's heart was cold.
He stood still for a long time before he said, "I see."
He turned slowly and walked outside.
Behind me, my aunt bitterly criticized, "This is gone? It ’s really polite to say no at all!"
My uncle smiled slightly, pretending: "Fang Yuan, don't hurry, you can stay for dinner."
Fang Yuan didn't stay, he went faster and faster, and his steps became firmer.
He used to live in the street where his uncle and his mother lived.
It's late at night.
Although it was not snowing, the cold air made Fang Yuan feel a bit of chill.
Then he looked into the sky and clenched his fists secretly.
The stars are bright and dazzling in the sky.
Fang Yuan's eyes reflected in Fang Yuan's eyes, and his eyes seemed to shine brightly as a result.
"Since I am allowed to travel to this world, I must do something. Even if I have the second-class qualification, I can do it!"
Fang Yuan didn't see it. A figure behind him always followed him quietly, watching everything happen silently.
The brighter the stars in the night sky, the brighter this figure is.
Here is another source.
It's just that Fang Yuan's face has changed completely, but his eyes are more vicissitudes.
Under his gaze, the entire night sky and the entire dreamland turned from thick to light, as if it were a thick layer of smoke covering the sky, and gradually began to dissipate until it disappeared completely.
In the real world, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes and whispered to himself, "I can't think of ... the scenes of the past life, I can revisit." (To be continued.)