Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

"In this way, the fourth-generation head of the Taijing Immortal Sect, Qin Dao Zun, who has a sword across the sea, is going to make up his mind to bully the strong and the weak to bully the big and the small?"

Sang Yu's wet hair draped on Bing Lingling's snowy back, her ears lingering with red tape, and she was entwined with one of the Buddhist Seven Treasures, red pearls.

On the side of the fairy gate, the Buddha is a righteous Buddha, bright, compassionate, desireless, and universal.

But when they fall into the demon gate, the Buddha and the demon coexist and are contaminated with evil nature, and their followers are also called the double cultivation of the Buddha and the devil.

"No matter who it is, insult me ​​too much from Beijing, and I will never be merciless."

The head brother doesn't want to talk nonsense.

His only thought at this time was to apprehend the demon disciple who had insulted his junior sister, and then after returning to Taijingmen, he would cross-check carefully. If the circumstances are serious, he shall be dismissed. As for bullying, isn't this **** taking advantage of the weakness when the younger sister is weak?

You make me three points, and I respect you one foot.

And if you tear down one of my walls, I can flatten all your room to drink northwest wind.

Treating kindness with virtue and curbing evil with violence are Taijingmen's rules and regulations.

Sang Yu: "..."

The mother really stabbed the hornet's nest, this Taijing chief guards the shortcoming really without telling the reason.

He didn't really want to fight this kind of difficult sword monk, let alone the opponent's realm a few times higher than him, and he would definitely suffer from the fight!

Sang Yu procrastinated, softly begging for mercy, "Actually, I have been admiring the Ninth Elders of Taijingmen for a long time."

Sang wants to keep his own incarnation, Sangsang is still very useful, as long as Tantai is as weak and has not explained clearly, he has the opportunity to turn things around, so at this moment he deliberately blurs the subject and follows the weak words. "Since the gathering ceremony that day, Sangmou lurked in it. Fortunately to meet the Ninth Elder, he fell in love with her at first sight..."

The eighty-one talisman of the senior brother silently added seven.

Wind, fire, lightning, water, ice and mist.

Sang Yu: "..." This feeling is a meal to clean up him.

Is this still a person?

He can't molest the younger sister, nor can he confess to the younger sister.

Sang Yu felt the harsh chill, turned his head, ready to attack the weak underbelly of the head.

His eyes were red.

"Elder Nine, can't you bear your heart—"

Sang Yu's words stuck in his throat.

"What are you doing!"

Xiao Xie Xiu gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words.

He was so weak holding the jade slip, and looked at him very strangely, "Of course, to let the monks of the nine continents know that you love me deeply, what a souvenir."

Thanks to the well-developed metaphysics world for inventing such a good thing as "Leave True Jade Slips", a proper VCR, and it is not expensive to copy.

Just as a handle.

She is too weak to think a little farther, if she meets a demon disciple in the future, she will throw this out, maybe it can have an unexpected frightening effect.

Sang Yu's forehead blue veins jumped slightly.

He finally understood what it meant today, it wasn't that a family didn't enter a family.

Both of these brothers and sisters are shameless people.

"Come on, say it quickly, I'm listening."

So weak and urging.

Sang Yu myocardial infarction.

This guy is relying on his backing.

Da Pao Shan said at the weak, "Little Junior Sister, you stay away, Senior Brother is going to open the Killing Talisman Formation, be careful to destroy your Qi."

"Brother, you have to be more careful." Weakly waved the veil, "You don't need to do anything to him, it's almost okay to punish him with a small punishment and a big admonishment."

Sang Yu wanted to spray her with blood.

However, Da Pao Shan really obeyed her, and said solemnly, "Little sister, don't worry, brother will catch him and let you send him off."

His sleeves fluttered, his wrists turned, and he summoned a yellow talisman from the eighty-nine talisman.

"Disaster, the main palace, dilapidated, perished."

He uttered like spring thunder.

The yellow talisman burned in the air for an instant, the talisman paper was gone, but the runes were still there, each torn, showing the appearance of distorted and ruined.

So weak smelled a scent of sandalwood, implying murderous intent.

"Fuck!"

"kill!"

Sitting in the main palace with the hexagram of disaster and evil, the remaining eighty-seven evil hexagrams sounded out in unison.

But Sang Yu offered a Buddha seal, and he muttered, "Everything is vain."

"Fa! Break! Break! Break!"

The head brother was slightly surprised, "Are you someone who can't make altars?"

The inability to sacrifice the altar is the last seat of the three major altars of the evil Buddha. People have a small Buddha seal to catch those who are interested, and stamp them everywhere, indicating that this person and this unique little thing is mine. If you dare to **** you, you will die.

The weak felt that this group of evil Buddhas were especially funny, a bit like "sprinkling urine and occupying the territory". Of course, if you really encounter someone who can't make an altar, you still have to walk around. If someone gets stuck in the chest and can't wash it off, don't you have to change the door?

This evil cultivator is not the same as the orthodox monks. Anything that falls below the lower limit is nothing to them.

Just to show you honestly.

She opened her mouth and shouted, "Brother, you are going to be deceived by him. He is used to planting and framing him. In fact, he is the young chief of the Fosang Altar, a new generation of Shifangtong, Sang Xianyu!"

If it were not for the inability to pull out, Sang Yu really wanted to cut off the mouth of the nine elders to drink.

"Me! First name! Sang! Desire!"

Not called salted fish!

This name is detrimental to his reputation!

So weak, very innocent, "Hey, the master has exploded himself."

It will come out as soon as it is fried. What is it if it is not salted fish?

Sang Yu: "..."

So angry, another one was placed.

Is this the unique calmness of the old monster that has been repaired for thousands of years?

But he is more than three hundred years old and he is not a child anymore. Why would he get mad with anger when he comes to this guy?

And than this, Sang Yu wants to know-

How did she learn his identity?

Those things that happened recently were also deliberate by her, trying to lure him to show his feet!

Sang Yu was startled.

Sure enough, this woman deceived the world with her appearance, mean and cunning.

He just said, how can an old thing that has lived for a thousand years be so stupid to commit suicide, it seems that it is hiding some unknown cards, and then wants to do a big deal.

"It turned out to be the ten directions of the Fosang Altar."

The senior brother's move was even more merciless.

"Then, stay!"

Every sect has monks walking outside, who are spokespersons, diplomats, and dispute resolvers of the sect. Take Xianmen as an example. Because the level of the sect is different, the spokesperson's execution strength is different, the smallest is "one party is forbidden", which can only manage the area where the division is located. And to a behemoth with three sects and six sects that existed for thousands of years, the level was upgraded to the highest level.

The "ten directions forbidden" of their respective sects walked 36 continents arbitrarily, with absolute right to speak, and their status aloof.

The fairy gate corresponds to the magic gate.

Xianmen is a "forbidden person" and prohibits all fighting, disputes, disputes, and conflicts, especially against the disciples of the magic door, to prevent them from harming living beings.

The magic gate is lawless, and it is naturally a "passenger", unleashing the never-ending struggle and allowing the magic to run wild in the world.

"Master, Sang Yu also admires you, so he took the seat of the ten directions forbidden. At any rate, he is the younger generation who inherited your mantle. Why do you have such a heavy hand?"

Sang wanted to have a hippy smile, but his heart was as cold as ice water, trying to use words to shake the other's beliefs, "In fact, Sang Yu has longed for Taijingmen for a long time, and has always wanted to join him, but he couldn't find a chance."

So weak hearted.

Minato was shameless, and he could touch everything, and climbed up the pole.

Brother Xiaoxian is the fourth generation of Taijing, and also the first generation of Xeon’s "Ten Directions Forbidden". The young man is dressed in white, with a high black ponytail, and descends down the mountain. One side of the road to the ten directions was completely clean, causing an uproar in the cultivation world.

However, after nine hundred years, the employer still has that shocking memory in his mind.

She happily went down the mountain and went to pick up her little brother Mawei back home.

However, unexpectedly, she was taken captive by the evil demon to become the bride of the furnace.

When she was thrown into bed and all thoughts were lost, blood splattered her face, the person's eyes were clearly still turning, but the head was separated from the body, and it fell on her stomach. Qingling sword light struck, the head was pierced by the long sword again, and the flesh flew all around. In a cloud of blood, the younger sister saw the familiar and unfamiliar face of the younger brother.

His white clothes were dyed into red clothes, and the "You Can't See" in his hands was still dripping with blood.

Behind him, there were corpses all over, and blood flowed into rivers.

The whole family of the evil demon was slaughtered.

There is not a trace of vitality up and down inside the house, just like the underworld.

Looking at the cold and delicate face of the younger brother, she suddenly felt scared, always feeling that his face was like a Buddha, and his heart was more like a demon.

Later, she no longer called Junior Brother, just like everyone else, respectfully called Senior Brother.

Later, the brothers were too sad.

Later, the brother never wore white clothes again.

That is obviously, she said, "Brother wears white clothes more beautiful than Chunxue." She walks in white clothes all year round.

At this time, the head brother faded his youthful stern spirit, and his sword was hidden in his heart without revealing his actions.

Even in the face of the evil way he once hated, the senior brother never frowned, but said calmly—

"Taijingmen, I have the final say, if you humiliate my junior sister, you are humiliating me."

"Don't come, you don't have a chance, because I will wear shoes for you."

He was so weak that he was dumbfounded.

Brother, do you know what you are talking about.

You are saying the most shameless words with the most upright face.

Sang Yu obviously did not expect that in his lifetime, he would hear the three words "wear little shoes" from the head of Taijing, who was commented by others as "A sword comes from a thousand autumns and a long night is everlasting."

How to say, there is a feeling of idol collapse.

She was so weak and understood his feelings very well, so when the distraction of Sang Yu was caught by the senior brother, she should have robbed seventeen thunder hexagrams and exploded like a little black chicken, she expressed deep sympathy.

We are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. Brother, you are still too young.

And she could see that the senior brother had only used less than one-twentieth of his skill. After all, his realm was terrifying.

Sang Yu was forced to vomit blood by the senior brother, and all kinds of magical instruments were bought out without money, always risking his life.

So weak and reasonable to suspect that the heroine shamelessly ransacked the treasures of all sects and factions.

People are practising hard work, and this product is like a local tyrant collecting stamps!

"Give up resistance and follow me back to the door." The senior brother in charge has a clear eye and a clear voice.

Compared with the tattered enemy player, Xiaoxiannan didn't even have a single strand of hair messed up, "Otherwise, you will lose your soul."

"…cough."

Sang Yu was wrapped in a saggy Taoist robe around her waist, and her body was scorched everywhere, and she was obviously proficient in being struck by lightning. "Instead of worrying about the younger generation, you might as well worry about your little sister!"

The head of the senior brother's eyes are dark, without desire and wave.

This treacherous little thief must have bombed him without a doubt.

"Boom."

The sound of falling to the ground came from behind.

Sang Yu is very bad, "Wow, it's really loud, my head is long, and hey, there is this blood..."

The head of Qingpao flew a yellow talisman to tie Sang Yu, and he looked back at it.

"Little Junior Sister!"

She really is in a coma! what happened?

But Sang Yu escaped at the expense of two innate spirit treasures.

The senior brother gave up the opportunity to chase the poor, and instead helped the younger sister and stuffed her with a piece of talisman in his mouth.

"Cough cough cough—"

So weak is awakened by choking.

The head brother breathed a sigh of relief, "Little sister, how do you feel? You just passed out of a coma!"

So weak covering his throat.

"Master, brother, I just had a terrible dream. I kept eating steamed buns until my stomach broke and my throat was full."

She touched her belly, which was flat.

The senior brother in charge whispered, "You are eating wind charms, so your stomach will swell, and it will be better when it is discharged later."

"How to arrange?"

"fart."

"...Senior brother, you don't let me, the wind talisman will not let you fart, the air talisman will do."

At any rate, she is also a green tea schoolmaster, working hard to study painless death, and by the way, she has dabbled in all aspects of knowledge. Taoist cultivation can be described as a variety of things, the five elements, gossip, and the singular dunjia. It is no wonder that the problem of hair loss in Taoist priests has become the top ten mystery in the world of cultivation.

"It seems that the brain is not broken yet."

"..."

Seeing that the younger sister was choked, the senior brother touched her head, "Don't worry, although the kid has escaped, there is a way for the brother to get justice for you. However, you must be cautious in your actions in the future, and don't get caught. A man deceived by his rhetoric may only save you nine times out of ten."

And the other time, you always have to tide over the difficulties by yourself.

"Brother I know, but I have something to tell you."

So weak decided to expose that ladyboy heroine!

"What's the matter?"

He opened his mouth so weakly, but he said, "...Brother, your hair is getting less and less, you seem to be losing your hair!"

Senior Brother: "..."

Baldness is the pain in the heart of every Taoist priest.

Despite their high magic power, because there are more compulsory courses and more electives, countless people die suddenly on the road every day. For example, Taijingmen went out of peerless swordsmanship. Mind and swordsmanship were the major subjects, while furnace-opening and alchemy, drawing amulets, reciting mantras, astrology and divination were daily homework, ranging from five or six items to more than ten items. There are not a few people who thank you.

The senior brother doesn't care about these, although he can always hear the conversation of the elders collectively buying wigs from the spirit stone when he travels in the virtual sea.

The two stared at them for a while.

The senior brother talked about the business, "The Golden Lu auction will be just a few days away. If you can get the Nine Ranks Mairendan, and use the strange blood to attack the orifice, it may be of benefit to you. Recently, the turmoil in Pingsha City has continued to avoid it. There are branches outside the festival, let's go back to the inn and wait."

So weak is naturally compliant with him.

"hug."

She opened her arms.

"Brother, my legs are tired."

The head brother was stunned.

Then he silently took out a stack of talisman paper from his sleeve robe, all of which was the increase in the equipment of his legs, ready to let the horse run away by himself.

"Junior sister, you pick one."

"..."

Sure enough, the Bingshan hooligan's sorrowful attack only exists in the storybook.

"Brother, you have a reason to be single for a thousand years."

"?"

The head wants to say that you, Junior Sister, have been single for a thousand years.

However, the younger sister's face was pale, and she naturally felt distressed when she was a brother.

Let her have a few mouth addictions.

"Little Junior Sister, I am offended for my brother."

When she was still picking and choosing the magic talisman, the senior brother in charge picked her up and carried her like a sack on his shoulders.

So weak and a little dizzy, kicking his calf.

"Brother, you are the bandits going down the mountain to grab women!"

The surrounding air froze again.

So weak, afraid that he would freeze into a popsicle, and honestly, "Brother, I didn't scold you, that's it, just like this, my stomach hurts."

The head brother stiffened for a moment, then adjusted his holding posture awkwardly.

His elbows hugged her knees, which is equivalent to holding her up with one arm, his knees pressed against his left chest.

"Such?"

"Brother, do you feel that you are the Buddha, and I am the bald eagle on the Buddha's arm."

The weak hand hangs down, unable to hook the opponent's shoulder.

The senior brother earnestly said, "Brother has not cultivated to the level of the Buddha, and even though you have little hair, you are not bald. You don't have to pity yourself with an eagle and make yourself humble."

"...Senior brother, let's change posture."

"…According to your."

After that, the elder brothers and sisters tried many more poses.

It's all the standard way for dad to hug his daughter.

He was so weak that he had to split his legs and set his neck to ride a horse.

"..."

So weak was silent for a long time, and decided not to toss himself.

"Brother, you can consign me back." Don't torture each other.

"?"

Finally, the head brother thought about a compromise, and went back to the inn with his back on his back.

"You have a good time to rest, brother, go out if something has to do."

The senior brother covered her with a quilt, and before leaving, he pasted a thin piece of talisman paper on her forehead.

"This talisman is a storm and can protect you well. You can't get out of bed until my brother comes back."

So weak and obediently nodded.

The room fell into silence again, and for a while, it was so weak that it said, "Boy, get out of my body."

Her sea of ​​consciousness invaded a touch of consciousness and suddenly controlled her actions.

Think about the people you've been in contact with recently, the only one who committed the crime was the guy who owed you a beating.

But she was very vigilant, and she hadn't shown any abnormalities in her body for a while. She guessed that the other party might have planted Gu in the employer's body long ago or implemented some secret method.

The other party laughed very stubbornly, "Fortunately, it's a storm. In case of a water dragon chant, I can't hide it. This is why God is helping me, Master, you should be happy for the disciple."

But don’t you have a halo for your heroine!

So weak, without a word, turned through her own talisman bag.

Sang Yu was lazy and stunned her, "You can use it, I'll stop you from counting me as losing. Anyway, after running out of water dragon chants, everyone is done with one shot and two, and then go to the underworld to continue the fate of mentoring and apprenticeship."

He did leave something on this woman a long time ago, and with the accumulation of time, the water dripped through the stone, hiding the knowledge from the sea. But this method particularly hurts the body and kidneys and damages the essence. Before the last moment, he will never kill one thousand enemies and hurt himself eight hundred.

But the head of Shicai was shameless, and he was hurt by a junior. He was chased by Fu Lu, and he was really worried about belching halfway.

So Sang Yu aroused a consciousness that remained in that woman's sea of ​​consciousness, and created a ray of life for her real body to escape.

Now the real body has escaped, and most of his spiritual consciousness is also trapped here.

But it's okay—

Sang Yu thought, maybe he can cannibalize this body, take Taiyuan Mountain first, and then stand firm. To his head. The only worry is that he is not familiar with the past of the senior brothers and sisters, and is afraid that he will show off when getting along.

He decides to speak well.

"The uncle in charge loves Master so much, you must have had a leg, right?"

Speaking of "one leg", Sang Yu was inexplicably uncomfortable.

This woman spoke sweetly to him, she didn't even ran over when she saw the brother. But, brothers and sisters who have had a relationship for a thousand years, there are not many pairs in this world.

"You are blind, we obviously have four legs."

So weak is so stunned that people have nothing to say.

Sang Yu was initially very angry, and suddenly chuckled again, "Master, who has cultivated the Holding Yuan Jue for so long, has never found a man. Could it be that he solves the problem by touching himself?"

"You can force you so much, aren't you also a pretty girl."

"I am defending myself like a jade for the great road."

"If you pull it down, isn't it because you have made people unwilling to be shivered."

"Joke, Shifangtongxing adults have a lot of girls in their arms."

"Then how do you pay it back," the weak and friendly smiled, "Pinch out a female avatar."

"I'm not interested in doing myself." Sang Yu seemed to smile, "That incarnation is also a male, but with a blindfold method, the master is definitely satisfied when he lifts up the skirt."

"I didn't expect you to be so proficient. It seems that you have the potential to be the champion of the Cowherd Ducks."

She can't spit out ivory from her dog's mouth, it's definitely not a good word.

Sang Yu relied on her keen intuition to avoid this topic.

The two of them went all the way until the head of the meeting came back.

Senior Brother Sister: "Little Junior Sister, how do you feel now?"

Sang Yu's divine consciousness prevailed, and the black mist covered the blue sea of ​​consciousness, and shouted pretentiously, "Brother, why have you been there for so long? Maybe you are stealing fishy with your back."

So weak: vomit.

Senior brother head: "Stealing stars? No, I went to see an old friend for my brother."

The weak model simulated the sea of ​​consciousness into a gale mode, dispelled the black mist, and regained control of the body, "Old friends? Men and women, young and old? Brother, I am still not your little baby?"

Sang Yu: vomit.

The black mist returned, and with the help of the wind, it turned into a raging flame. "She" leaned forward, and leaned her forehead on the chest of the master, "Brother, I may have some disease."

"Sick?"

The senior brother's complexion changed, and his sleeve robe flicked, and he suddenly rolled around his waist, "Little sister, why didn't you tell me if you have a problem? Before you leave Daoyou Liao, please ask him to heal you for your brother."

Sang Yu stiffened, and quickly said, "Brother, you have misunderstood, I want to say, I have a lovesickness that makes you want to have tea and rice without thinking."

One hand probed his weak forehead, and the brother whispered to himself, "Could it be that it's irritating? Stupid?"

The little junior sister is so obsessed with eating, she has a good appetite and can swallow a cow. She has no thoughts about eating and drinking, and she still speaks upside down. There must be something wrong.

Sang Yu: "..."

The weak divine consciousness rolled around, and laughed so hard in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Picking up a rock and hitting yourself in the foot, telling you to talk about the love of earth!

Should! owe!

And at this moment, the senior brother set up his life spirit sword, "You can't see you", and went straight into the clouds. Because of the senior sister's illness, he had to make an exception.

Sang Yu really wanted to cry without tears. No matter what he said, the brother insisted that Tantai was as weak as his "brain is sick". Okay, although this is indeed the case, he doesn't want to be inspected by people to know the sea. What if it is exposed manage? !

He swallowed his breath, and communicated with the weak in the sea of ​​star knowledge.

‘Let your brother-in-chief go home, if I’m exposed, you don’t want to live. ’

He was so weak and didn't want to live, so he ignored his words very happily.

With a sigh, the senior brother in charge landed in an alley with someone, "This is not far from the residence of Daoyou Liao, let's walk over to show our sincerity."

The head brother took her out.

This is the morning of a small town fair, and the sky is clear, and the smell of meat buns and food floats in the air.

And a nuclear war has started in the weak brain.

Sang Yu: ‘Quick! Stop! Don't go! ’

Sang Yu: ‘I’m angry! Really angry! Very serious consequences! ’

Sang Yu: "Master, if you believe in an unbeliever, you will instantly ruin you and become notorious!"

So weak I thought, this is only a few steps away, the mere "female host", how dare to be so arrogant.

So weak: ‘Oh, I’m so scared, there’s something for you to come. ’

Sang Yu: ‘This is what you said! do not regret! Today I will let you know if there is any kind of Master Tongxing! ’

So, under the many eyes, the Tsing Yi female Taoist suddenly stretched out her hand and squeezed the male Taoist in front of—

It's pretty, butt.

Sang Yu ran away when he was done, and took the initiative to return his body to the weak.

So weak: "..." It really is a little bitch.

But she still wanted to say-

Brother, good ass.

The head brother stopped.

The two froze in the lively market, and received the attention of countless people eating melons.

The senior brother's back is stretched straight, like a bow full of strings.

He didn't turn his head, staring straight ahead, the calm and calm tone appeared erratic for the first time.

"Little Junior Sister..."

"Brother, I said this hand has its own ideas, believe it or not." This made Green Tea spit on himself.

She had to change a kind of friendly communication.

"Ah, it's actually like this. Recently, I feel that my hips are a little loose, so I want to ask my brother how to maintain it without sagging for a thousand years! No, let me check the results of my cultivation."