Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure: 45|44.43.1
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The * that would have caused a huge conflict was thus silently calmed down.
It's not that no one doesn't want to condemn the destruction of the stone, but that other things must be set aside in the face of the future of children and grandchildren.
The news that Kun-Lai opened up Feilai Peak to accept disciples had spread in the Great Xiao King Capital within an hour.
Feilaifeng!
That's Feilaifeng!
There is no such huge fairy that makes people bow their heads to worship. They don't kneel down.
Even many children’s games are to pinch one of their own flying peaks to see who can pinch them more beautifully.
But they didn't expect that one day they would have the opportunity to set foot on Feilai Peak.
In their eyes, this flying behemoth is far more spiritual than the **** stone.
So soon, Feilaifeng was surrounded by the crowd.
Because Feilai Peak is still a few miles away from the capital and there are no people around, Feng Qingxiu is the master and opened some of the formations on Feilai Peak.
As soon as the hot sun bursts, the surrounding temperature rises, as if in summer, there is more breeze coming, so people don't have to worry about getting cold.
And in order not to make people hungry, they also gave each person a grain of rice.
Although it is only the most common crystal rice with the lowest price, one grain is enough for a mortal to need in a day, but many people just quietly put away the rice grains and hide them in the closest place. They would rather be hungry than eat.
However, even so, the gathering of tens of thousands of people is extremely misty and difficult to see.
The sergeant who came to maintain order in the Great Depression quickly repaired more than a dozen huts to prevent this group of people from being evil.
Countless people are grateful.
Ji Mingyu also breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Ye Han: "It was really not easy for you back then."
This kind of environment is simply **** on earth, and the pampered Kun-Lai lady couldn't breathe before. Although she is already a golden core, staying in this kind of environment is too terrifying for her.
Ye Han nodded, but he felt a little disapproving. The smell when he slept in the stable was much more than this, not to mention that he had to do a lot of work every day. This scene is simply not worth mentioning.
"It really is the eldest lady." The girl next to her snorted softly.
"Stop talking." Yuan Lie pulled her sleeves, "It's coming to us, let's tidy up her appearance."
Sergeants have come to check the household registration, and they will go in after checking.
They have fled and fled these days, very embarrassed.
However, following this Mingyu girl, I did have the luck to turn a good luck. From encountering her, first when there was a riot, there was a message from the emperor Fei Xian, saying that the gate of Feilai Feng’s mountain was opened, and the dragon was selected. Outside the city, the people outside the city didn't even remember to go to the court to seek justice, so they went outside the city quickly, and the team turned from the tail of the dragon to the leader, but in this way, they no longer need to queue for a few days. .
I even sent out immortal grains - Yuan Lie looked at the slightly transparent, beautiful and plump rice grain in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and put it away.
His mother has worked hard to raise him, so let's keep it for her mother.
Thinking of the individuals who had spread the rumors earlier, he sighed slightly.
Fei Lai Feng didn't go in one by one. There were 20 people at a time, and they picked at the same time.
All four of them dialed in at once.
Stepping on the Xianfeng, it feels different right away, as if the air is full of power. Just a few breaths can lift people's spirits, not to mention the magnificent fairy house like a monolithic stone.
Under the guidance of the immortal, I came to a hall and saw a young immortal dwelling on a huge boulder. A dim light was spreading along the rune in his hand to the boulder, making the boulder appear countless. Rune.
"Don't panic, let's get started," the young fairy said calmly.
Twenty sets of pen and paper fell in front of everyone. They had heard of the rules countless times. They should draw the runes they saw. The more you draw, the better.
Ji Mingyu showed Limao with a faint smile, and between raising his hands, the pen was flying like a flying brush. With just a few breaths, he had finished drawing the more than 300 runes above, so fast that he couldn't see his fingers.
Ye Han is also okay, he drew more than a hundred in one go, and stopped writing until the stipulated time.
Yuan Lie tried his best to think about it, and after only writing about ten, he couldn't think of it again.
The girl who was walking with him bit her pen and paper, but she couldn't draw any of them.
Damn it, she clearly remembered that those few patterns were very simple, and she could draw only a few strokes, so how could she not be able to write them all by herself?
"Time is up." The young immortal made a move, and no matter how hard everyone clenched their hands to the pen and paper to write for a while, the paper was taken back mercilessly.
The young fairy turned through a few sheets of paper very quickly, and pointed to the three of Yuan Lie, Ji Mingyu, and Ye Han: "You, pass. Others, but."
"Why!" The girl was furious, "You are cheating, and that character can't be drawn without the cultivation base."
But his roar was useless, and soon someone came in and dragged away the disappointed people.
The three people who passed were led to another room.
Feng Qingxiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Mingyu should be satisfied now. Master, I still don't understand the principle."
"These runes are calculated after simplification. If there is a spiritual root, it can easily resonate with the spiritual root, and you can write it by raising your hand. The level of understanding can be seen from their first knowledge of the magical rune. If you don’t have a trace of spiritual roots, naturally you can’t write them.” The paper man replied, “In fact, people are born with spiritual roots, but spiritual roots are large and small, long and short. Many mortals’ spiritual roots are too weak. Those sects’ test stones can’t be detected, they are mortals without spiritual roots."
This rune is actually a union. You have good spiritual roots and low comprehension. You can write it by the resonance of spiritual roots and runes.
Your spiritual roots are weak, but your understanding is high. You can write it by your understanding.
If your spiritual roots are not good and your comprehension is not good, then I'm really sorry, we in Kun-Lai have no chance with you, and you will come again in your next life.
"I think the people who stole the runestones wanted to unlock my comprehension." The paper man lay on his hand and said calmly, "But it's too difficult for them."
He walked so far along Fudao that ordinary people couldn't even eat ashes.
It is a genius who can become a master, who is unparalleled in mental arithmetic, and it is also difficult to combine computing power with a computer.
"Master, then, does it mean that everyone can become an immortal?" Feng Qingxiu asked suddenly, since everyone has spiritual roots, but they are different in size, if there are Yunfu Dao seeds to purify spiritual roots... …
"That's nature." The paper man said calmly, "That mortal martial arts secret book, is it not a kind of cultivation, but mortal life has the end, not innate, it is loess in the end."
"It's the disciple who wants to go wrong." Feng Qingxiu came back to her senses, raised her hand to give an order, and continued to recruit the next group of people.
He thought of a sentence written by the head in the general outline of the outer school before: If you don’t accumulate steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles. If you don’t accumulate small currents, it’s hard to become a river or sea. My generation of monks walks on the fairy road, and has done everything from the past. Be able to grow the immortal way, plan for one's own descendants, and for the long-term future, plan first for the present.
Even if there is a real humanity, it is the path they are taking.
He touched the master, thinking that he would be more at ease by hanging around his neck when he is free.
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Great Xiao State Capital, inner city.
Behind the bead curtain, one person raised his hand to play the piano and listened to the report.
"The Kun-Lai disciple drove Feilaifeng, a group of short-sighted civilians no longer want to make trouble with us, the plan is blocked, the chief, what should we do next?"
"The mobs, it is difficult to become a general trend. I expected that it would only disturb the sight of them." The person who touched the piano pulled the strings, his voice was calm, "What did Xiao Yuan say?"
"I heard that the person in charge of Kun-Lai's dispatch is too high, so the foreign aid invited is no longer willing to make another move." The subordinate replied.
"The status is too high--how about Xiao Yuan?" asked the person from Fuqin.
"Kun-Lai has sent people to arrest him. Now he seems to be hit hard. He rests in our place and wants us to help him leave Xizhou."
"The cost of helping him is a bit too high, so please comfort it first and keep it useful."
"Yes!"
"Kun-Lai--" the man sighed softly, his words seemed to love and hate, "Prepare the final plan."
"The leader...The Remnant Bead Club?" The subordinate seemed to hesitate.
"Always let Kun-Lai see our determination, the Bead Club, doesn't it exist because of this?" His piano sound was soothing and there was no fluctuation.
"Yes!"