Revival of the Gods

“Really!” Xiao Hua nodded. “The previously fallen immortals seem to have been killed by the beasts. These immortals of the Seventh House are similar to them, but these immortals are caravans, their things are worthless, and naturally there will be people. Greed, even if they are really killed by the fairy, they are killed in the eyes of others. This is likely to cause a series of reactions..."

"It's a bit strange..." The white little soil next to him said, "Master, the disciple has always felt that although the fairy world is realistic, it can be... it is not particularly dangerous. Why have we encountered such weird things recently?"

"Oh, Xiaoliu..." Li Moi said with a smile. "You don't have to ask the lord, I can answer you."

"Li Ge please speak..." Bai Xiaotu sincerely asks.

"You have lived in Helan since childhood, although Xianli is low, but after all, it is a fairy! You have never experienced life and death, never experienced deep water, and naturally do not know the cruelty of this world, whether it is fairy or ordinary, you are deceitful, you are dead. It’s not uncommon!” Li Moi said profoundly. “If you always think that the fairyland is a piece of paradise, then you can never have a master like that! Now that you think the fairy world is dangerous, congratulations, you grow up, Your eyes are also high, and you have experienced a lot. Oh, look at your cultivation. If there are so many dangers, even if you have a master's preaching, how can you comprehend so much? I thought that in the past, I was thinking about the realm I wanted to achieve!"

"Yes, yes, the younger brother understands!" Bai Xiaotu is not stupid, Li Moi slightly gave pointers, he has already realized, nodded again and again.

"Okay, wait until you continue to sacrifice the instruments!" Xiao Hua could not bear to delay their time and said, "I still come to the boat!"

"For the time being, don't have to be a master!" Li Moi laughed. "The disciple's fairy... is not right, how is the master called the instrument? Is it a fairy?"

Xiao Hua hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "This reason may be known later, the old man does not want to explain!"

"Okay!" Li Moi naturally can't force Xiao Hua, with a smile. "The disciples' disciples have been sacrificed to a certain extent. According to the rituals taught by the master, they can't be further sacrificed, so the disciples drive the boat. However, the disciple just wanted to ask about the flaws of this instrument, and now it seems that it is no longer necessary!"

"You talk about it!" Xiao Hua asked.

"This instrument is different from the disciples seen by the disciples, the magic weapon, and even the fairyware seen in the fairy world. It is so good... It seems that there is a spirit in it. I heard that only the high-order Changji fairy has a spiritual spirit. And the master is obviously not a permanent fairy!"

"Actually..." Xiao Hua smiled and said, "If the old man said that this thing is the old man's blasphemy, its origin is not known by the old man, do you believe it?"

"I believe!" Li Moi and Bai Xiaotu glanced at each other, and they all said the same thing. "The disciples have not lost anything for a while!"

"Ha ha!" Xiao Hua laughed, still sitting cross-legged, casually pointing to the practice of Li Moi and Bai Xiaotu, from time to time, he also cultivated seven spirits. As for the infinitely prosperous road map, or stepping on the gods, he is not even afraid to enlighten cultivation!

In this blink of an eye, it was flying near a Yanyue. On the first day of the day, the sky was dawning. The day of the pepper had just emerged from the eastern cloud, and a melodious flute sounded with the sun.

The whistle of the flute slowly rises, and the melody is endless. As the melody moves, it sounds pleasing to the ear, or it sounds like a Suzaku, or like a waterfall in Tianhe, or a sound of heaven and earth. Or bleak like a snow. For a time, even the rough man who couldn't pass the rhythm like Bai Xiaotu couldn't help but slow down the flying boat and listened to it.

The flying boat passed over a mountain, but when the clouds covered, the fire yellow and yellow sunlight was shining. A scholar wearing a Confucian costume was sitting cross-legged in the air. The scholar held the bamboo flute in his hand and closed his eyes slightly. With the sound of the flute, the clouds around him From the beginning, a little bit of broken light and shadow, illusion of thousands of flowers.

The most wonderful thing, a Tsing Yi woman light makeup, wiped with the flute, graceful figure like water, accompanied by the change of the flower environment, an unspeakable beauty quietly born!

As soon as the song is over, the woman in Tsing Yi’s body is full of blue light, and she is holding a woman’s face on the side of the book, like a splash of water.

"The son..." The woman in Tsing Yi whispered, "You sing the lyrics of the song, and the sorcerer is really fascinating. The slaves can't catch up with the illusion of the inner world in any way, let the son down!"

The Tsing Yi woman looks beautiful, but the voice is extremely rough. If it is not Xiao Hua’s see, I will definitely think it is a man in the armor when I hear it!

"Hey..." The book was closed with a closed eyes and a smile in his mouth. He seemed to be intoxicated in his own flute. The woman opened her mouth and the brow was picking up and sighing. "Qinger, you... Can't you talk?"

The Qingyi woman named Qing Er listened, and there was a hint of resentment in the eyebrows, but she bit her lip and said: "Yes, slaves..."

"Well..." The scholar raised a disdain from the nose and mouth, and scared Qinger to hurriedly shut up.

"Oh, if it is not the ancestors who let you serve me! I can't resign, I won't bring you out!" The scholar opened his eyes and said, "I just finished the refinement, so it's easy to get the best of the world." Just being you..."

The scholar’s ​​words fell into the ears of Qing Er, and the younger face turned white. She hurriedly stumbled and bowed her head: “The slaves know what is wrong...”

"Get up!" The scholars looked at Qing Er, and some of them were too unbearable. They hurriedly helped her. "I don't know how you are going, a female fairy... It is extremely easy to change the voice. Why is it?" ”

Qing Er bit his lip and bowed his head.

"But..." The scholar looked up at the sky and said, "I will practice here this morning, you and I will hurry..."

Just said that the scholars have already seen Xiao Hua and others standing in the distance on the flying boat. He quickly flew up and said, "I have friends coming from afar, don't you say that?"

"There is a sweet heart, not to mention?" Without Xiao Hua coming out, Li Moi had already flew up, and he greeted the past with a smile. "I waited for the sound of the sound of Tian Tian, ​​and accidentally disturbed the fairy brother. Still looking for forgiveness!"

Seeing that Li Moi fairy body is similar to himself, the scholar knows that Li Moi is the same as the missing fairy. Since Li Moi, who is a missing fairy, came over to meet, Xiao Hua stood in the distance and the flying boat did not leave, although Xiao Hua’s figure was The student himself is not tall enough, and the scholar knows that Xiao Hua is a predecessor.

The scholar smiled and said: "Where is the disturbance, Xiaosheng Meiyun, who has seen the fairy brother, Xiaosheng only fears that the voice is humiliating the fairy brother!"

"Where, where..." Li Moi replied in a hurry. "Mei brother is self-satisfied. In the next Li Moi, there is a lord over there, and the name of the old man is also unknown! He is listening to the brothers and sons. Come on, come and come, if the Mei brother is interested, come to see my grandfather!"

Mei Yun listened to the big joy, followed Li Moi and came to see him. The young child also came in step by step, only to be careful.

Xiao Hua will lift Mei Yun and look at Qing Er. He smiled and said: "Mei Xiaoyou~www.ltnovel.com~ The sound of the flute is like the dawn of the sky. The dance of this fairy is like the clear shadow of the land. It really complements each other!"

Qing Er heard, his face was shy, his eyes were flowing in Meiyun's back, and there was some affection in the inside. She just wanted to say thank you, but it turned into a mouth and swallowed. Looking at Xiao Hua’s eyes, I still have gratitude. This thought she did not dare to confide, but Xiao Hua saw it at a glance, this sentence really helped her to clarify.

"Oh..." Who knows, Mei Yun did not care, and some of them shunned lightly and smiled. "Xiao’s grandfather praised him, and the younger generation’s flute did not enter everyone’s eyes. The younger brother’s sinister dance was not elegant.”

Hearing Mei Yun, he was a slave, and Xiao Hua understood Mei Yun’s thoughts. He would never mention it again. He thought about it and invited him: “I can see it here, it’s a fate. I’m not very close recently. Taiping, when the single old man saw it, there were countless immortals who were killed by the celestial beast. The old man went to the dusty sea. If he is on the way, he may wish to go along with him. However, the old man does not need to send the fairy tales with his disciples."

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Mei Yun, isn't this the one who pursues the sorrow? Qinger looks like a bright pearl!