Reverend Insanity: Version 135: Fairy Road Can Be Road

After a while, Fang Yuan controls the Tibetan mussel and becomes its new owner. Alas,

Papapa.

He patted the young Xianxian's cheek: "boy, you know how to look."

The young Wuxian looked stiff and did not dare to move. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

Fang Yuan turned a blind eye.

He then jumped on the Tibetan mussels and sat in the position where the young man Xianxian used to go.

Before leaving, I still left a sentence: "My lord's name, Chu Yan, is that I snatched your Tibetan mussels, remember to go back and tell your grandpa."

Looking at the shells of the Tibetan mussels, closing them, plunging into the torrent, and disappearing, the young man Xianxian squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Okay, Chu? Are you assured, you look like me I have been told my grandpa through the roundworm! "

"Master, what shall we do next?" The two beauties were weeping, holding tightly the sleeves of the young Xianxian.

The young Xianxian looked frantic, looking at the surrounding space becoming more and more narrow. Several huge currents had begun to change, and his face was gloomy again.

Depending on his strength, he can't break into this place, all relying on the Tibetan mussels just now.

"Don't worry, although the Tibetan mussels have been lost, I have a grandfather who gave me my grandson, and can return to my mother-in-law's side, that is, my grandfather." The young Xianxian gritted his teeth.

"That's great, we're saved!" The two women rejoiced.

Bang!

Two muted sounds suddenly occurred, two beautiful women stared in horror, one looking at the blood hole in the chest, and the other looking at the young magpie: "Master, you ..."

The youth Xianxian's face was gloomy like water: "Who made you see the whole process, huh!"

Immediately. A look of regret appeared on his face.

He reached out and stroked the delicate faces of the two beauties: "It's a pity that this pair of faces. It's pretty. If you want to blame, blame the Chu."

After speaking, he shoved the two corpses into the torrent on the side.

There is no means of protection for the immortals. The mortal body was washed away by the current into dregs in an instant.

Seeing that this space is facing a collapse, the young man Xianxian only needs to bite his teeth, urging Youzi Xianxian.

In this turbulent sea, all kinds of road marks are messy, as is Yu Dao. You can not use Yu Dao Xian Yu at will. The safest way is to trek on foot.

However, the young Xianxian is not Yudao. But love.

The genre of love is born of Zhidao. The three elements of wisdom are thought, meaning, and feeling.

You Ziyu, loving mother-in-law is a famous set of fairy tales in love.

When the chaotic sea area was formed, the sentimental genre had not yet been formally created, so at this moment, the young Xixian can safely use Youziyan without any danger.

Youxianxian drags herself under the power of Youzixu.

He seems to have entered a long river. The whole person is confused and confused. After about half a column of incense, he woke up and found that he had returned to the blessed land of Ren Xiuping.

"Grandpa. I ..." The young Xianxian showed anxiety.

"Well, while my grandfather is sitting in Xianqiao and absorbing the world's energy. Steady and blessed, you dare to sneak out and play. I already knew that. I won't give you Tibetan mussels to protect you." Ren Xiuping Lengheng said.

"Grandpa, Tibetan mussels have been taken away." The young Xianxian was wronged. "I met a demon, he snatched my Tibetan mussels and killed my two maids!"

"Oh?" Ren Xiuping raised an eyebrow. "You talk about it in detail."

The young Xianxian added oil and vinegar and talked.

"Chu Xi ..." Ren Xiuping chewed the name and frowned.

This name is the first time he has heard of it. The two mortal women are nothing. Qi Zhuan Xian took the initiative to embarrass himself and snatched the Tibetan mussels, which was indeed a demon act. But why did he leave his name on purpose?

Isn't he Chu Chu, but someone else who deliberately planted it?

Any other plans?

In short, Ren Xiuping secretly remembered the name Chu Chu.

He is stern, and continues to teach his grandson: "Now you know the cruelty of Xunxianjie. You have been by my side all the time, and all you see are the fairy friends who have made good with me, and their attitude towards you Tolerance, even torture you because of me. This time, you must firmly learn the lesson and punish you for retreat for ten years. Within ten years, you must stay in my fairy tales and not go out.

"What?" The young Xianxian was startled.

"Get out." With a wave of his sleeves, Ren Xiuping's vision suddenly changed, and he had fallen into a cave.

"Jade can't think of anything, grandson. I can't let you play tricks anymore, otherwise, even with my protection, there are a lot of people in the East China Sea who don't buy your grandpa's account. As for this Chuxi, grandpa will soon Pack him! "With that in mind, Ren Xiuping's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

...

"Since you have to pay for the temple gods, you might as well offend Ren Xiuping."

"Speaking of which, this Tibetan mussel is quite easy to use and can be carried with you. As long as it is not a particularly strong turbulent stream, you can rest in it for rest."

Fang Yuan hides in Tibetan mussels, letting the latter follow the chaos.

That's it, getting closer to your destination.

But in turbulent seas, distance does not represent travel.

After taking away the Tibetan mussels, Fang Yuan began to have a bad luck, and encountered several turbulent streams in a row with the wrong direction. He had to go through many wrongdoings.

After a long lap, he arrived at the center of the turbulent waters a day later.

The turbulence here is even larger, and Fang Yuan enters it, as if the ants have fallen into the river.

Ordinary turbulence may change the flow direction or position every once in a while.

But the turbulent flow in the central zone of the turbulent sea area is too large, but it is not easy to move. Although it changes every moment, it is relatively small, so it is relatively stable.

A lot of bubbles are trapped in these turbulences.

The bubbles are large and small, small like a human head, and big like a mountain.

These bubbles are also formed during the war. I do n’t know which powerful fairy way to kill.

There are often many wrecks or ruins in the bubbles. There are many bubbles inside, including sea water and small islands.

"I found it, that's it!" Fang Yuan found the target, approached hard, and then squeezed in.

The bubble film was squeezed by him, but healed immediately, but leaked some flowing water, which was trivial.

Fang Yuan's vision changed greatly.

A calm, green sea, undisturbed.

The sky is white and pure.

It's another world!

In the middle of the sea, there is an island with weeds and many tall stone pillars standing in the grass.

Some people say that the world in the bubble is actually a corner of the turbulent sea. Just after the war, the space was torn into pieces.

Some people also say that this is a powerful fairy shard fragmented world, because a certain mysterious immortal killing trick finally produced these bubbles.

Fang Yuan is not interested in the cause of the bubble.

He came between the stone pillars, and took out the Feijian Xianyu in his hand.

It seems that the imprint of the channel on the Feijianxianyu was perceived. These stone pillars began to emit red light, and soon afterwards they began to move slowly on their own.

When they stopped slowly, a piece of space the size of a water tank suddenly opened, and a skeleton was dropped.

Fang Yuan was careful and approached.

This bone is engraved with abundant bone marks, which can be regarded as a pair of quasi-eight-turned immortals.

Bone's right hand holds a dark green air mass.

Fang Yuan took out this dark green air mass, and after taking a look, he gently squeezed the air mass, exposing several slugs sleeping inside.

A total of two centipedes, five of them.

Unfortunately, most of them are dead, just a body. The wind blew into fly ash.

I do n’t know how many years have passed, and the method of keeping tapeworms is not particularly good. It is difficult to beat the time.

Finally, there is only one six-turn centipede.

Fang Yuan hurriedly rescued, barely holding a trace of vitality.

"What kind of tapeworm is this?" Fang Yuan wondered, he didn't know it.

Looking at the bones again, there is no similar air mass.

"It seems this is the so-called channel inheritance." Fang Yuan sighed.

It's a joy to switch to the common magpie. But Fang Yuan, who has just obtained the true story of Hei Fan, feels bad.

A closer inspection of the bones revealed that Fang Yuan found that many thoughts were sealed in the skull of the bone.

The thoughts are no longer complete. Fortunately, Fang Yuan is a master of Daoism, and he can barely dig out a lot of information from it.

Leaving this tradition of Xunxian, its name cannot be verified. Fang Yuan only knew that after the fierce battle, he reluctantly took a sigh of relief, entered the bubble, and laid down the inheritance.

As for inheritance, it is indeed channel inheritance, but most of the content is lost.

But Fang Yuan is not without gain.

He knows the name of the fairy that he saved.

Dao Kedao Fairy Tale, the channel's detection Fairy Tale. The effect seems to be very chicken ribs, that is, to help Xixian count the number and type of track marks on the target.

As for the origin of this skeleton, it is not the inheritor who arranged it, but the enemy who was beheaded and killed by the channel god.

In thoughts, the lingering channel chanxian left the inheritance and told the heirs that the skeleton could be used directly as the immortal material. Because the marks on the enemy's body were all concentrated on this bone.

This surprised Fang Yuan a little.

Because after the death of Wuxian, the track marks are often concentrated in Xianqiao. Unless it is immortal and immortal, Dao marks remain in the body.

"Obviously, this channel has a different method. It can concentrate all the traces of Xian on the bones and save them. Unfortunately, the content of the heritage is too much to be restored. >

Fang Yuan is very sorry.

He had pinned his hopes that he could use this channel to pass on his inheritance and give him the ability to dissolve the covenant.

Unfortunately, things in the world are unsatisfactory **.

All he got was nothing but a fairytale.

Finxian is going to leave Xianxian, and Fang Yuan is going to leave.

"Killer, where do you go!" Just then, a blood-red figure burst into this huge bubble.

Red eyes, staring at Fang Yuan fiercely! (To be continued.)