World of Cultivation

The 530th Festival

Hanging the temple.

In the temple, don't chill on the ground. He is not tall, his body is thin, his cheeks are meatless, and his appearance is not good.

"Don't be cold, how many years have you been in the temple?" A gentle, mellow voice came from behind the thick cloth.

"Seventeen years." Don't be silent for a while, replied.

"Thirteen years, time flies very fast." The head sighed faintly, full of emotion: "You are good, these years of progress, I look in my eyes, very pleased."

Don't be cold and silent.

"In the younger generation, you can become a golden warrior, except for Xiaozhe, it is you." The voice of the back of the cloth seems to be with strange power, and it is warm and straightforward.

"Xiao Zhe did a good job in the blood world, I know, you can."

Don't be cold and silent.

"The murderousness on your body is too heavy, I am very worried about you." There is a deep concern in the words of the head: "I want you to recite the Buddhist scriptures every day, I hope that I can turn your anger. I never want you to The battlefield, I didn't expect..."

The head sighed for a long time.

For a long while, he was quiet.

"Go, you are sure that the uncle will be in danger in the sea of ​​clouds. You will go to the rescue with the war department. For specific information, let's ask for the light. Go."

Don't be cold and silent, he slammed three heads and turned away.

The door of the hall is closed automatically without wind, and the hall is dark.

Suddenly a voice sounded: "Hey, do you have to send a faction cold? He is a dangerous person!"

"This matter is very big, not to be careless."

"While the sea of ​​clouds is also a middle boundary, I have not heard of any powerful forces..."

"Tianhuan just had a boring loss there, Shen Wuhai was not listed in Tianhuan, but there was also Yuanying."

"But don't chill..."

"He is a knife, a murderous knife, usually be careful to hurt his hand. But now that the world is coming, this knife has reached the bright time!" The head is quiet.

The middle-aged monk noticed that Zuo Mo was interested in the white grass carpet and introduced: "This cloud blanket made of silk silk woven, most of which grow in the depths of the clouds, collects them, but it takes a lot of effort. But most Difficult, but refining, every cloud wants refining and shaping, it takes several months."

The left Mowe wins three people.

Just on the road, Zuo Mo finally knows the name of the middle-aged monk, hail, is the patriarch of the monks. The woman who first met Zuo Mo was the daughter of the hail, named Ice Moon.

After that, I saw him wave his hand, and the cloud blanket suddenly shrank to the size of the palm and flew into his palm. He handed the cloud blanket to Zuo Mo, and he said: "I am still giving a little left headache for a gift. It is rare that Xiao Zui likes it. This cloud blanket is a little left!"

Left Mo was scared and quickly waved his hand: "Don't stop! The nobles can help us find the water cloud, and we are grateful for it..."

Listening to the description of the hail, Zuo Mo also knows that this cloud blanket is precious and unusual. A cloud of silk will cost so much effort, so precious things, the left can not accept.

Suddenly, Pu Yao screamed in the left and said: "Good things, accept!"

"I know it's a good thing." Zuo Mo did not think that he quietly returned.

"You know a fart!" Pu Yao couldn't help but scream: "This thing can be used to rob!"

Ferry?

Zuo Mo’s heart was moving, but before he asked him, he heard the hail and smiled: “The left brother has no choice but to resign. This cloud blanket can calm down and eliminate the heartache. I’m a genius of nature, I’m also taking it. It’s useless. This cloud is also a means for juniors to practice hail. We feel that it is a pity to abandon it and weave it into a blanket. Not to mention that the left brother helped us find it, and before the month, I also offended you, it is ......"

Had a word, said that the ice moon behind him was Haoran.

"This cloud blanket is not a tribute, the left brother must accept it anyway!"

See you at the left, knowing the resignation, but then pick it up. Although Momo is usually greedy and snobbish, it is an outsider. Once the other party really takes him as a friend, he can't get it.

Still not black enough...

Zuo Mo was self-deprecating and reflecting on his emotions. He took the bronze mask from the ring and handed it to the hail: "This mask is also found around you. I don't know if it is something in the big brother."

The hail took over the bronze mask and took a long time in front of him. He shook his head and said: "The style is not like the one of the family. When you ask, you will know. If it is the family, I will cover it with a thick face. If you don't, you must know the origins and return them to your left brother."

Zuo Mo smiled: "Whether it is, give it to Big Brother."

The hail smiled and closed the mask.

Then the hail asked about the situation outside. Although they knew a little, they knew that it was very vague. Zuo Mo will talk about the war between the repairer and the demon, and once again told the disaster of the sky, and also told himself to take the cloud and the world.

The hail was so stunned that he couldn’t think of it, and the changes outside were so big!

However, when he learned that Zuo Mo turned out to be the owner of the sea of ​​clouds, his face could not help but show his happiness. As a result, the situation of their deaf people could be greatly improved!

Immediately after the hail, I shot the chest and said, "If the left brother is useful for my sultry place, don't be polite!"

Zuo Mo also had a good impression on the bold and generous patriarch, and smiled: "I only hope that Big Brother will not bother me."

Hail laughed and said: "I don't expect it to let me go."

The two sides talked again, and the hail left and left, letting Zuo Mo rest.

"What is the divine power that you are practicing?" Wei Sheng suddenly asked.

Zuo Mo knows that this problem will definitely not pass, nodded: "Well, called the sun **** power, is the inheritance of the ancient Sun tribe."

"The original sun temple is your ghost!" Wei Sheng was not stupid, immediately realized suddenly, and then curiously said: "Come, try your divine power, I have not seen the power."

Zong Ru’s face turned and he was obviously very curious.

Zuo Mo suddenly put a very strange posture, his hands crossed, his body tilted to the left, his right foot tipped to the ground, and a strange force from the sun to the right, with him as the center, suddenly spread out to the surrounding Come.

Wei Sheng’s pupil collapsed abruptly, and the black sword in his hand floated up and suffocated, and he continued to make a virtual stroke in front of him. Hey, the sound like a firecracker exploded at the tip of his sword.

Zongru’s face changed, and the cross turned his head and shook his head again and again.

Ping Ping Ping!

Three consecutive verses were blown up and crushed, which is enough to block this power.

Wei Sheng, who had set up his sword, carefully recollected it for a long while, and then he said: "It’s a weird power! It really is different."

Zong Ru is also relishing the interface, saying: "Ordinary law, it is difficult to block."

Left Mo did not think about it and said his own experience: "Dynamic power can be seen as a collection of three forces."

"Three forces?" Wei Sheng moved.

"Well, spiritual power, **** knowledge, magic power." Zuo Mozhen talked, Wei Sheng brother is a talented generation, Zong Ru seems to be invisible, but can be cultivated into a willingness, also no shortage of talent, These things may be of great use to them. He explained his intentions more and more, and he said all his original knowledge, and even told them the basic methods of spiritual cultivation.

As for how much inspiration they can get on it, look at personal luck.

Both Wei Sheng and Zong Ru are in deep thought.

Both of them have already glimpsed the edge of power, and for them, the power of God is not afraid to push open a window to another world.

There are too many things they need to digest, they are like two puppets, staying in the same place, motionless, and even straight into this state.

When I saw the left, I didn’t worry about them, but came to the side with the ghosts and the little ones.

Thinking of the ghost's shot, Zuo Mo quickly checked for the ghost. Since he knows that it is divine power, Zuo Mo’s examination has become more targeted. Although his understanding of divine power is still very shallow, he still finds it.

The first thing to be sure is that the purple mans in the ghosts are indeed a kind of divine power.

A very weird power!

Zuo Mo always felt that all the power of God is definitely not normal. But even so, the power of the ghosts in the body still surprised him.

Cold, weird, able to swallow any vitality!

When the sun's divine power came into contact with it, Zuo Mo felt that he was suddenly pulled into a dead void, no sound, no light, no temperature!

Desperate void!

The mind of Zuo Mo, at that moment, like a candle that was blown by the wind, almost extinguished!

Fortunately, his divine power is much stronger than the ghost power of the ghosts, and the sun's divine power is a natural yang to just the property, but also saves the life of the left.

Divine power carefully extracted from the ghost body, looking at the ugly face of the ghost, I do not know why, Zuo Mo mood is very low.

His eyes are deeply worried.

With the deep understanding of divine power, Zuo Mo is very clear about how great the influence of divine power on people is. In fact, it is not only divine power, but also the third force. The practitioners who practice the fire law are often tempered, and the practitioners who practice the ice law are often calm, not prone to mood swings.

Such a strange and cold magical power, as well as terrible six senses, a ghost...

I thought that before the ghost was injured, it was the power of God. The worry in Zuo Mo’s heart could not help but be more prosperous.

Zuo Mo has long discovered that the body of the ghost is broken. If it is not this strange force, I am afraid that it will not be maintained. But until today, I understand the terrible power of this power!

In my mind, the ghosts are in front of themselves, **** scenes.

And the desperate death of the void just now, even a second, it is chilling, and the time of divine power in the body of the ghost...

Left Mo heart is like what is blocked, can't tell the uncomfortable!

Water cloud tire!

Just find the water cloud tire! I will be able to cure the ghosts, and then find a way to cure the wounds on the ghosts and find ways to dispel the terrible power of her body!

For the first time, Zuo Mo felt that time was flowing so slowly.

Years are like years.