World of Cultivation

In the night, Cang Lingxue was silent, she was like a puppet, motionless. A good face, a faint grief, she threw herself to the darkness, lost the majesty and restraint of the weekdays, she is like an ordinary seventeen-year-old girl, sitting there, looking at the distant hills.

The continuous lights are like the stars in the sky. She remembered how a few years ago, the lights here were sparse, and today's Cang family is much more prosperous than that at that time.

There is not much pride in her heart, only tired.

At this time, she faded and strong, she was like a helpless kitten, curled up in the corner.

"Adult." A hoarse man rang in the dark.

She didn't look up, she was so familiar with the voice, and she was familiar with the fact that she didn't need to pretend in front of him. She whispered softly.

"There was a visit to the second elders last night, and the second elders sent the other to the door." The man was low, his plain voice contained an unspeakable anger: "The sons of the three elders were sent to the first demon house."

Cang Ling snow twitched his mouth and said indifferently: "Is this not what he wants? His son, who is not a weapon, has always been a heart disease."

"The elders are afraid that they will not last long." The man whispered: "The elders who listened to the elders said that they received threats from unknown sources yesterday. The target of the threat is the granddaughter of the elders. The elders are likely to be in this In fact, keep silent."

"There are many rebellious, huh, huh." Cang Ling Xue smiled, only at this time, her indifferent laughter reflects the vicissitudes of life.

The man was silent for a long while, and he suddenly said: "Adult, escape!"

"Escape? Where to escape?" Cang Ling Xue was a bit stunned: "What about Cangjia? What about the Chamber of Commerce?"

"Where did you manage so much at this time?" The tone of the man became anxious: "If adults do not escape, they are afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Cang Ling snow smiled and smiled: "Reassured, living me, more valuable than the dead me. Whether it is the annexation of the Chamber of Commerce and Cangjia, or become their money-making tools, I need a living me."

The man is silent.

Cang Ling Xue said to himself: "The elders are too embarrassed. If they can persist, the Chamber of Commerce is not without the bargaining chips with those people..."

"Adult, if we leave the Chamber of Commerce?" the man suddenly asked.

"Abandoning the Chamber of Commerce?" Cang Ling Xue stunned, suddenly wrinkled his delicate eyebrows and sat up straight: "Who told you this?"

"Last night, I stared at the two elders, and on the way back, I was stunned." The man calmed.

"Ah!" Cang Ling Xue was shocked. The seriousness and majesty of his face suddenly disappeared. He asked with eager concern: "Is there no injury?"

The man was warm, and he shook his head. "No. The other person just asked me to bring this."

The snow of Cang Ling is slightly loose, but the heart is also awkward. The strength of Yan Shu is unfathomable in her eyes. No matter how difficult the task is, Yan Shu can be a perfect task. Yan Shu is the father who left her the last trust. Without Yan Shu, she could not master the family in a short period of time. Although Yan Shu never said how strong he was, she could hear from the words that Yan Shu used to be a very powerful master.

"What is the other side?" Cang Lingxue asked curiously, her brain was running fast, and she was not afraid of new forces joining. In fact, any variable is good news for her almost desperate at this time.

Because the situation will not be worse than it is now.

"I can't see through." Yan Shu's tone is low, revealing a rare taboo: "The other party's means to the dark world is very clear. The strength I encountered is not inferior to mine, at least three. The dark world strength can reach this point. I won't be anonymous, but I don't see the origins of these people."

The spirit of Cang Ling Xue was alive, her snow and ice were extremely smart, and Yan Shu’s words revealed a lot of information. The strength of the other side is very strong, so many masters are definitely not ordinary small forces. The other party let her leave the Chamber of Commerce, which obviously valued her ability to operate. Tossing a chamber of commerce, rather than throwing away the family, shows that the other person is confident that he can keep the safety of the family.

This shocked her. If it wasn't for this news, she was brought back by her most trusted Yan Shu, she did not believe it. Yan Shu watched her grow up, and she loves her father and daughter, and she will never betray herself.

Who is the other party?

She knows that the family that puts pressure on herself, she is desperate because of the backing behind them, the elders of the Presbyterian!

That is not her, Cangjia, Chamber of Commerce can compete.

This mysterious force is so confident that it makes her feel unbelievable.

"Is there such a strong dark power?" she muttered to herself.

"No." To her surprise, the answer is Yan Shu, his tone is full of affirmation: "The dark world is not big, there is no rumor, so much mysterious, several relatively dark forces, behind the Presbyterian Church, there are thousands Silky relationship."

"Then where did they come from?" Cang Lingxue was somewhat puzzled.

Yan Shu hesitated for a while and said: "They may not be dark forces."

Cangling Snow said: "How do you say?"

Yan Shu explained: "The dark forces say that they are the minions. Some forces just want to do things easily, such as inquiring into intelligence, and some things are not easy to handle. If you let the dark means, it is naturally more convenient. The dark forces of our Yaozu, Basically, there are backers. When they are, they are responsible for the initial meeting. If I have not guessed wrong, if there is progress, the forces behind them will rise to the level."

"No wonder these dark forces can do whatever they want." Cang Lingxue finally understood, and could not help but feel.

"That is just a misunderstanding. They actually have a lot of jealousy." Yan Shudao said: "A lot of things can't be crossed. The above eyes are closed and one eye is closed. If you don't hold them to survive, and if there is anything to tell, It must be done. The competition between the forces of darkness is also cruel."

Not the dark forces, the spirit of Cang Ling Xue is also a lot of excitement. Although she has reached this point, she still does not want to fall into the dark. Darkness is no return, especially for a family.

"Can this group of dark forces, Yan Shu, find out their origins?" she asked with some expectation.

If you can find out the origins of these people, then the back of the back of them may reveal a trace of flaws.

If this is a dead end, if someone stirs it, maybe it will come alive.

Cang Lingxue is full of fighting spirit.

Yan Shu saw the resurgence of the resurgence of Cang Ling Xue, focusing on the head: "I will try."

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Zuo Mo’s fingers are like pens, and they are constantly sketching in the air in front of him. He stops from time to time and thinks for a while.

He has been in this magical state for several days. He is constantly drawing and painting. Others know that he must be thinking about something at this time and not bothering him.

The left Mo, who was eating meat and mad, was originally prepared to quench the power that had just been absorbed. However, when he refining in the cabin, his eyes suddenly appeared again. The unique pattern that appears.

This time, he saw it more clearly.

Many places that were not clearly seen last time were rediscovered by him. This new discovery made him ecstatic.

Zuo Mo has already concluded that this pattern is the **** pattern!

The gods are not so far away for the people of today. Tianhuan began to enlighten the gods, and they are now the most profound sects on the study of the gods. The divine power of Tianhuan is based on the gods and is derived from changes. Soon, with the continuous development of divine power, more and more people are practicing divine power, and people have more and more understanding of the gods.

If the essence of spiritual power is the pattern, then the essence of divine power is the **** pattern.

The gods are not as mysterious as people think, but it is still the most profound and inspiring mystery of today.

Even the most thorough day for the study of the gods, so far, no more than five complete lines of mastery.

So when Zuo Mo realized that this unintelligible pattern was what it was, his spirit suddenly became excited.

For the gods, Zuo Mo knows more than others. In ancient tribes, every tribe has their own gods. For example, the sun pattern of the Sun tribe, the blue vine pattern of the Qingteng tribe, these **** lines are not only closely related to their divine power, but also related to one thing, that is, ancient **** soldiers!

The ancient gods and the current gods are not the same. The ancient gods refining, the tribes of the various tribes branded the gods into the weapons. Today's squadrons are equipped with more refining techniques, and they don't understand the complete miracle premise.

Today's squadrons are equipped with almost complete set of Zuo Mo's.

There are two gods in the left, one is the sun pattern, and the other is the blue vine pattern.

The two gods, his creation on the sun pattern is much deeper, and the blue vine pattern is much less studied. But even with the sun pattern he has, he still has a lot of puzzles. The difference between the **** pattern and the pattern is that every part of the **** pattern needs to be understood, and it is impossible to make it out without understanding.

A brand new **** pattern suddenly made Zuo Mo excited.

Although he still can't comprehend, but a new **** pattern, the value it contains, suddenly let Zuo Mo excited.

With these years, everyone's pursuit of divine power, constantly explore the ancient ruins, all kinds of broken **** lines, and constantly emerge.

On the black market, a broken godprint extension is worth the price.

Only by comprehending the gods, can you make a copy, and each time you print it, it will impose a great burden on the typographers. Therefore, the number of gods in the market is extremely rare.

Zuo Mo quickly immersed himself in the enlightenment of this new **** pattern, and he constantly tried to sketch according to the images in his mind.

Suddenly, his fingertips sank and he felt a strange feeling.

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