Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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At the head of the door, Yan Yan noticed that the robbery cloud appeared. After rushing to the Qiyue Peak, he saw half of the mountainside or stood or smashed a lot of disciples. Some people even took out the fruits from their pockets to eat, which was very lively.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Yan squinted, wide wide-sleeved gowns hunting in the wind. When the disciples saw the head, they dared not laugh again. They stood up straight and respected the ceremony: "I have seen the head."

Yan Yan looked at the ground. Although these disciples were lazy, they knew that they were careful and did not throw the melon and dandruff to the ground. He looked at the disciples who rushed to the side of the flying magic weapon, and did not know the temper of these disciples: "You look at it next to you, and you have some help for your heart."

The disciples secretly hid the melons in their sleeves and looked at them with their necks.

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and there is golden light on the edge. It is obvious that the way the sisters practiced is right.

Yan Yan’s gaze swept through the crowd and found that he couldn’t stop for a moment, knowing that he would not be relieved for a moment or two, and would not persuade him to stand quietly.

As the head of the martial art, Yan Yan considered more than others. There are many disciples in the martial art, and there are also those who have good qualifications, but they are all lazy and casual. They are very talented and only want to use seven or eight points. The remaining two or three points are used to enjoy life. There is nothing wrong with this, but who is the head of the team, who does not want the disciples to diligently learn to fly, or even to dominate the world?

He is so proud of the world that he is proud of the world. He only wants the younger generation to have a disciple who can get the hand. After a few hundred years, there is also a supporter in the martial art. Now it’s hard to have a good disciple with great talent, but don’t be hurt by other disciples.

Yan Yan looked at other disciples again, blinking one by one. It was obviously talking privately with voice. I remembered the bitterness and helplessness of these years as a head. He turned his head and looked at his own pro-disciple, Bu Chuan, fortunately. His disciple is steady and steady, and he is a good seed for the head. He is relieved to take a deep breath, and he is not arrogant.

The monk does not know his own impact to build the base period, will attract many of the same door to watch, she is now in a state of mysterious and mysterious.

What is the way, stick to the heart, it is the Tao.

What is repair, self-cultivation and self-cultivation is to temper itself, let yourself touch the wider world, and enter a higher and deeper realm.

As a monk, the first step to learn is to introduce the spirit into the body, to know the heavens and the earth, to give respect, to refine the air. The second step is to surpass life and death, not to fear the heart, to see your own way.

He was raised in the deep palace since childhood. When Jijia Jiangshan died, she was the only daughter of the Queen, and she was born innocent. Later, Jing Hongdi captured Jiangshan. Everyone hoped that she would be ignorant. The palace people around her were all eyes of the emperor. They would not let her contact any outsiders. Who would teach her ambitions?

It is the gentleman who is in charge of teaching her, and only tells the story of how the emperor is not benevolent, how hard the people are, and again and again let the cockroaches realize how fainting their father is. Jinghong Emperor occupied the Jijia Jiangshan for the whole world. Otherwise, she will teach her literacy painting, and she will never let her touch any way of politics.

A captive young child knows little about the world and the human heart. The only thing that makes her aware of the novelty of the world is that there are only two secretly hidden words, two books, one that makes her believe that she is a human being. There are rich reports in the good, there are immortals in the world, one makes her have a desire for freedom, and even imagines that she can ask for immortality and travel to the mountains and rivers.

Ask the person, not afraid of life and death, but also fear and death.

It seems that I am back to the age of six, and my mother is self-proclaimed.

Escape, desperately escape.

The rebels behind her have already chased behind her, lifting the big knife of blood, she can't avoid it. In the subconscious, she wanted to close her eyes, but at the moment when the knife fell, she opened her eyes and picked up the knife on the ground, holding the sturdy knife.

The monk is not lacking in courage, and escaping does not allow people to go further.

She is not a six-year-old child, nor is she a helpless princess who has no help. She has a master, a brother, and many friendly elders and elders. How can she be as timid as a mouse?

In the heart of the magic barrier, I felt a lot of aura into the sea, this feeling is not good, like the already full stomach, but also kept stuffing stuff into the stomach. She forced herself to run these auras on all four limbs, widening the meridians again and again, and making the meridians more pure.

Aura slowly gathers in the sea and the sea, like a stone repairing the foundation, can not be placed too fast, can not be too slow, only to be calm and calm, in order to build the strongest cornerstone.

When the high-rise building is flat, the cornerstone is stronger and the building can be repaired higher.

Ignore the thunder that blew up on the top of my head, until the gas sea Dantian filled up, and then I got up from the ground and worshipped three worships.

Waiting for the same door outside the Dongfu to see the robbery cloud suddenly black and gold, but also can not watch the fun, they are worried about the younger sister. Until the robbery cloud became full gold, and after the three robberies of the routines in the sky, everyone was relieved, and this became!

Soon in the sky, the rain will be lowered, and the rain will contain aura, which is a gift to the earth. Whenever a monk advances successfully, God will drop the rain and benefit everything.

I don’t know who made a cheer in the crowd, and attracted countless same doors to applaud and cheer. Yan Yan stood at the door and looked at the disciples of these disciples, and they showed a relaxed smile. The mouth was not light and heavy: "More and more rules are not being made."

However, his voice was very small, and only the happy disciples did not hear. The only one who heard this sentence was the pro-disciple of the big disciple, but the only one who did not hear it. Standing behind the master, he followed the secretly and gently, and when others watched it, he let go of his hand and put his hand on the disciples. The majesty came out.

Dongfumen opened, and the scorpion of a goose-striped shirt came out from the inside and saw a smiley face outside the Dongfu. They bowed to them: "Hey, everyone worried."

They are the courage to give her the road.

"Congratulations to the uncle."

"Congratulations to the sister."

The same doormen took out the gift that had been prepared for a long time. They refused to accept it. They put a brain into the house of the cave. They laughed and let her have a banquet to entertain everyone. They said that she had just built a foundation, and she needed to consolidate her cultivation and find an excuse. The shoulders are gone.

It’s in line with the character of Yunhuamen’s disciples.

When these juniors left, the three elders hidden in the cloud head appeared, gave a gift to the donkey, and encouraged a few words before leaving. Yan Yan is the head, worrying about more things than the elders, in addition to sending her Ling Shi Dan medicine, and sent a flying sword to her. I forgot the shyness in the bag, I am afraid I can’t give you any good things. He doesn’t want the genius disciple in the door to fly on the outside with a low-level flying sword. Forgetting to lose this person, Yunhuamen can’t afford it. .

"Thank you for your master." I saw this flying sword with the Faguang, and also embedded a beautiful gem. I can't do it right now. I can't wait to hang the sword in the waist.

Seeing that she likes this gift, Yan Yan is also happy. There is only one pro-pass male disciple in his name, Bechuan. Like these magic weapons for girls, it is useless to keep them. It is better to send them to other younger brothers.

Forgetting this master, I don’t think that the gift from others is worse than my own. When Yan Yan leaves, his happy confrontation is beckoning: "You can give us a sigh of relief." I will accompany you to remove those gift boxes, don't be tired of you."

Tan Feng used the sounding technique to become a Yidao: "This is what Master said to me in the same year."

Cheng Yi-face replied with no expression: "It’s so good, this is what Master said to me."

The two brothers looked at Master’s appearance with the younger sister and sister, as if they saw themselves.

The sky is raining, not only the Yunhua Gate is happy, but the people of Yucheng are also very happy. Every time you drop a shower, the crops in their soil grow better. The traffickers on the street did not evade the umbrellas, but opened their arms to let the forest fall over the body.

There is also a quick response, and the pots and pans have been taken up. This is a good thing. Drinking can keep you fit.

The other disciples who were the shopkeepers in Yucheng saw the people of the city of Yucheng, and they had been here for a while, and the people who had just arrived were stunned. Other people in the city, when the monks advanced in the rain, they will secretly take out the pots and bowls, but everyone is still more reserved, like the people here in the city, actually... No scruples.

The treasurer of the Yumen Gate stationed in the city was staring at the rain falling outside the door. Isn't Yunhua Gate really a diligent disciple who has built a foundation for more than four years?

Yunhuamen changed the feng shui?

He thought about it and was busy going upstairs to repair the book and hand it to Yumen.

Yu Tumen soon received the communication, thought about it, and passed the news to the attached ancestral Guangzong.

The big news that is rare in five hundred years, Yunhuamen has a miracle!

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"And..." Forgot to touch and touch in the pocket, and found a small bag of Lingshi. "The money will be taken to the same door, and the losers will not lose. Don't let other peaks feel that we are so poor."

"Master, I have a spiritual stone." I am sorry to accept.

"Respecting the teacher as the father, in your dusty world, a little girl like you, which kind of banquet friend is not the elders to give money?" Forgetting through the face, "It’s just a spiritual stone, and there is no shortage of these common things for the teacher. It’s taken."

"Thank you Master." He smiled and accepted it.

"That's right." Forgot to stop and nod. "The monks can't value foreign objects, let alone those bad moods."

"Be sure to follow Master's teachings, and you must learn from Master." Zheng Zheng focused.

Forgetting the look is more enjoyable, and the ceremony praises a few words before leaving the cave house.

After walking out of the Dongfu, I forgot to cover my chest. In the past few years, I have lost the Lingshi, and I have lost it.