Reverend Insanity: Section 389: Lu Weiyin

"Compared to life, luck cannot last."

"Although a little unexpected, what can we do?"

Lagerstroemia mirabilis smiled gracefully and calmly.

The star board in her hand reveals the figures of the two heavenly court gods.

The fairy house is speeding.

The two Celestial Ningxian faces are sinking like water, and they are communicating with each other at this time.

"Shangji Skyhawk escaped from the black sky by reversing the cloud in black and white. But according to the current hour, the Five Realms are already daylight. We are now in the middle of the day, and the black sky has reached our heads. This time, we have to soar to high altitudes and penetrate the air wall of heaven to enter the dark sky. "

"Yes, we have planted investigative methods on the upper pole skyhawk. As long as it is dark, we will have a weak induction, and we will not worry about finding it."

"We will not be able to make the same mistakes again when we encounter the extreme Skyhawk, and make every effort to prevent the previous situation from happening again."

The two heavenly courts are full of fighting spirit, and after a blow, they are completely restored.

What gives them full self-confidence is their ability.

The difference in strength is here. Clearly, even if the second and third times of the great luck of Polar Sky Eagle are bursting, what can happen?

Can it be the same every time?

As long as it fails once, then the Celestial Ancestral Triumph will win, and the upper pole Skyhawk will be trapped in a prison cage and will never be able to come back.

The star board shook slightly, the picture changed, and Feng Jiujie appeared.

At this moment, Feng Jiujie has left the river of time and returned to Ximo.

Only this time, because he returned to Ximo through different tributaries of time, he could not return the same way.

The Ziwei Fairy pointed out to him, and according to Feng Jiuge's current distance, she was still quite far away from Fangyuan.

"Feng Jiu Ge is a protector."

"His luck is as stable as a mountain, and he is still. Only with such strong luck can he fight against Fang Yuan and others."

"If I send other Celestial Ancestral Souls to go, people have many hands, and air transportation is countered by Fang Yuan, but it will help Fang Yuan."

"Fang Yuan's upper pole skyhawk is an obvious example. The two heavenly courts and the eight-turned gods together can escape. Not to mention dealing with Fang Yuan?"

"Just let Feng Jiuge continue to oppress Fang Yuan and force him to look for the true story of Honglian. Even if this goal is not achieved, he can also force him to continuously leak his hole cards. When all his hole cards are revealed, it is time for me to take the horse. . "

Thinking of this, there is a terrible killing in the eyes of Fairy Lagerstroemia.

She does not ignore Fang Yuan, but rather attaches great importance to Fang Yuan.

In order to hang this complete demon in the outer world, the Ziwei fairy must do it herself to be at ease.

Now is not the time.

Finally, it seems that Fang Yuan's hole cards have not been revealed, and he has not reached the end of his own.

Second, Tianting needs to be guarded in this respect, because Longgong is still deep in the court, trying to suppress the ghost body. The whole situation of Zhongzhou requires her Lagerstroemia indica to be integrated and manipulated.

Three years, the great era is approaching, and the southern Xinjiang has begun to shake ground veins. Zhongzhou's position is the most disadvantaged, and it must be fully prepared.

Even if Fang Yuan has mastered the self-love fairy, she has not surpassed the control of Lagerstroemia indica.

Although escaped once, Shangji Skyhawk is still being chased and not out of danger.

Lagerstroemia is more concerned about not the two, but Shilian Island, which suddenly appeared in the river of time.

"Why does the Red Lotus true story suddenly appear and disappear mysteriously?" The Ziwei fairy frowned, wondering.

She, who is in control of the star board, is already one of the top three in the world.

But in the face of human history, the most mysterious red lotus deity, Ziwei fairy still feels her incompetence and deficiency.

"Honglian ..." Fairy Lagerstrohe sighed.

Because she knew that among all the deities, the red lotus deities and the heavenly courts had the deepest entanglement.

Even, he was once likely to become the red lotus fairy, and to enter the heaven ...

Darkness.

The yellow-green fungus grass, like a giant carpet, quietly grows in the corner of the dark sky.

Epiphyton.

This is a six-turned immortal that can only grow in nine days of Swire.

The conditions under which it grows are more demanding.

It must grow singly, and there must be no alien track marks, other life, or even meteorites.

But fortunately, although Taikoo Nine Days is a group of ancient antiquity, Taikoo life is rampant, but the space is still vast. There will always be an environment where epiphytic bacteria grow.

But at this moment, there are two figures on this epiphytic fungus.

Squeak!

A series of rapid birdsong sounded suddenly.

A young-looking puppet master labored to raise his right hand, and saw that his forearm and right hand were covered with a layer of colorful glow.

The glow is very lively. It seems to be detached from the arm of the young master, and has its own spirituality, but it is still a little worse.

The young puppeteer gritted his teeth and worked hard to support it, and soon he was covered with sweat.

"Go, Xia Bird!" The young mentor reached the limit, knowing that he had to take a gamble, he gave a sharp drink, and then shook his hand forward.

Squeak!

The next moment, Xia Guang's chirping became clearer and louder.

The colorful glow then really jumped out of the arm of the young master, jumped into the air all of a sudden, and then changed into a bird shape.

The wings of the bird flew, and the colorful rays of light beamed forward in an astonishing speed.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the colorful skybird is not far from the epiphytic fungus, which directly bombards the epiphytic fungus and splashes everywhere.

After the Xiaguang dissipated, a shallow pit the size of a wellhead appeared on the epiphytic bacteria.

Seeing this, the young teacher was shocked and happy.

I am naturally happy that I have worked so hard for so long, worked hard, and survived many times, and finally achieved the results of the special training and practiced this killing trick.

I was surprised that the power of this killing move was so great, as Master predicted.

"Master, I've made it!" The young master came to the other person, performed a salute, and then excitedly said.

"Yeah, that's good." His master said lightly.

When the young teacher saw the expression of Master, the excitement in his heart could not help but calm down.

His expression also became calmer immediately, and it was another ritual, and the tone eased the idiomatic way: "It's a disappointment."

"It doesn't matter." The young master's master waved his hand, slowly walking towards the distance.

After a few steps, he stopped and looked up to the sky.

His gray sackcloth is very simple. At this time, he swayed in the wind and was as strong as a bear. He couldn't hide it.

He was very wide and big with a bucket hat, and the edge of the bucket hat cast a heavy shadow on his face, covering his face.

Although he acknowledged him as a master, he never saw his true face.

In fact, only now, when he looks up at the sky, the young master can see his master's face.

But you can only see one chin.

His chin is wide and thick, giving a firm, solid feeling.

"Master, thank you for your guidance these days, otherwise how can I make such amazing progress with my personal hard work."

His master was silent for a while, then he slowly spoke: "Ye Fan, you are talented and amazingly savvy. This killing book is created by you, and it comprehends the path of change and light of your practice Together, I can only point you to some tricks for the teacher. Although you have already practiced this trick once, you still need to practice a lot in the future, just pay attention to safety, because the teacher is not around you. "

"Master, are we going to be apart?" The young uncle suddenly surprised and asked urgently.

This person is Ye Fan of Southern Xinjiang.

He secretly admired Shang Xinci, who first ascended the patriarchship, and Ye Fan came forward to help Shang Xinci cook the worldly problems of the merchants.

But there are people out there. There is a sky outside. Ye Fan encountered Bai Ningbing and suffered a fiasco, not to mention a great terror between life and death.

He retrieved a life and was lost for a time.

This unforgettable experience allowed him to settle down and start thinking about life and thinking about himself.

In an accident, he bumped into the current master and took over the relationship between the master and the apprentice.

Unexpectedly, this master of hiss is an immortal.

In order to cultivate this highly disciple disciple, Master personally led Ye Fan to the dark sky and deliberately trained him.

Although they have been together for a short time, Ye Fan admires his mysterious master very much.

Interpersonal interactions require fate. Some people may be strangers all their lives. Some people get along for a short time, but they can be regarded as confidantes.

Although Ye Fan has never seen the true face of Master, he can feel Master's sincere heart towards him.

He also has 100% confidence in Master and has no doubt that Master has any other ambitions.

"Fate to fate, you and I don't have much fate. You can use it today, but it's all tomorrow. It's better to have a long stream for the future. Ye Fan, do you know why I'm taking you here? "Master said.

Ye Fan blinked: "Master is not saying that the dark environment suppresses my light path. It is difficult and difficult to practice here, but it is safe because of suppression."

"This is one of the reasons. The second reason is to calculate for the teacher. Here is your cause and effect." His master said lowly.

"Cause and effect?" Ye Fan showed his doubts.

"Everything in the world has a cause and a result, and there must be a cause. You see, your cause and effect have come." Then, the mysterious Wuxian pointed at the far sky.

Ye Fan cast her eyes and exclaimed.

There, a polar Skyhawk is rushing at this epiphyte.

"Good Jun's Condor! Ah, it's injured." The distance between the two sides was shortened, and Ye Fan saw the extremely severe injury on Shangji Tianying.

Although Ye Fan has to meet a famous teacher, his vision is still not as good as that of Xunxian. In fact, the ordinary six-turned maggots may not recognize the polar eagle on the ancient beast.

Shangji Tianying has lost his mind at this time. His wound has been bleeding and has never healed.

Although the chasing of the heavenly courts has temporarily escaped, the dark and daytime environments are all dangerous and unsafe.

When it saw a piece of epiphytic fungus here, it flew over, trying to win a precious respite.

But it didn't fly to the epiphytic fungus, there were thousands of steps away, and it was exhausted.

However, Master Ye Fan shot in time and took the polar eagle over it.

He opened his palm and did not know what he used. In Ye Fan's astonished eyes, this giant upper pole eagle received an invisible force. It became smaller and smaller, and eventually became a chick. The bird-like figure fell into the palm of Master Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, the mysterious master, stretched out another hand and stroked the surface of the upper pole sky eagle gently.

Instantly, Shangji Tianying's injuries disappeared, his expression calmly fell into a deep sleep.

"Ye Fan, you are entangled with cause and effect. The extreme skyhawk on this head may be the key for you to lift cause and effect in the future."

"You take it with you, and when it wakes up, it will take you out of the dark sky and return to southern Xinjiang."

"Go here for my teacher."

Speaking, the mysterious Wuxian of the Douyi gray coat floated up and slowly flew into the distance.

"Master, walk slowly." Ye Fan took over the bird-like Sky Eagle, and hurried to catch up.

He was full of tears and he was very reluctant.

He chased to the edge of the epiphytic fungus, watching Master's figure getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly shouted, "Master, can you tell the disciples your name?"

"The mortal fears fruit, I fear. You can call me Lu Weiyin."

His voice was faintly heard in Ye Fan's ears.

"Master ... Lu Weiyin ..." Ye Fan murmured in his mouth, and he was already crazy. (~ ^ ~)