Chen He held a paper crane to pass the book, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.
This is written by Changmei Laodao.
Yunzhou is a thousand miles away, and it is not safe for paper cranes to pass books. Such a letter should be thrown to Liang Yange with money, and then wandered around the sea for a while, and finally released it when it landed in Qingzhou.
As soon as it was opened, there were broken thoughts full of complaints.
"You're a good boy, let Shi Zhonghuo bring people into the valley."
"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng is really hiding from you. The old man doesn't even know that your master is not dead! Nan Hongzi, oh, among the old Daoist generation, Nan Hongzi is amazing..."
The following are all kinds of rumors, thanks to the patience of the old man with long eyebrows, he even remembered them all.
"The world is impermanent, and water is impermanent. To say that the one who sees this mortal world most thoroughly is really your master."
"...Although he was a general of the previous dynasty, the Yuling Pass that he guarded in those days no longer exists, but the mortals in the frontier area still remember it to this day, hey, don't tell me, boy Chen He, Lao Dao once went there for a walk, and he still remembers it. I saw the General Shi Temple. At the entrance of the temple, there was a stone tablet that was erected, which said something like 'The trees are green, the water is vast, the Yuling has no frontier generals, and it turns around and perishes through the ages. "Long...', how many years have passed, and even the handwriting is almost wiped out." Hearing this, Chen He raised his eyebrows slightly, and actually moved a bit to look at it.
It's really a pity that I missed out with my master in my previous life.
—Forget it, Venerable Li Yan has many regrets, and it is not too late to make up for it now.
In Zhihe's biography, the second half of Changmei's words were full of complaints. Why did Nan Hongzi come here for four or five days, and everyone in Heiyuan Valley was fooled by him to only say good things about Nan Hongzi. Zhonghuo is ruining their collection everywhere. Nan Hongzi is talking nonsense, claiming that the cold air of Heiyuantan can suppress the innate fire spirit and force the fat baby into the water. The shore is full of people drinking tea and onlookers. After coaxing him for a long time, Shi Zhonghuo finally whimpered and complained, "Liar to Huo, there are no fish in this water."
The corners of Chen He's lips curved higher and higher.
Then he snorted again.
"Hey Chen Xiaozi, Shi Zhonghuo is much more deceiving than you were when you were a child! You were a clever ghost when you were a child. It was difficult to fool and deal with, and he would turn back and hide our things. It's more interesting to be a dumb innate fire spirit."
Changmei is purely old and has a broken mouth. He has no idea that he has brought back the little black tent that Chen He has just cleared.
Chen He lowered his eyes and raised his hand slightly: "Someone."
"Your Honor."
Immediately, a magic cultivator bowed and stood by.
"I posted to the Heluo School and said that the Golden Autumn Chongyang, I want to invite the real person Chixuan to appreciate the chrysanthemum."
"reward…"
Mo Xiu had a subtle expression on his face.
Ever since there was a Taoist, through spring. Palace Atlas and Mozun succeeded in chatting up, and those who tried their best to please Chen He swarmed into the Yuzhou City Bookstore and bought all the books.
At that time, in the cultivation world, almost all shook their heads when it came to two men's double cultivation.
Some cultivators of the right way are despised in their hearts and hate to hear more than one sentence, while others genuinely feel that it is inappropriate. The latter is not a prejudice, just because it is not common in the realm of self-cultivation.
The magic repair is thinking, this kind of double repair is effective? Where is the gong method? After thinking about it carefully, I felt that the yin and yang of heaven and earth are in harmony, which is more troublesome than finding a furnace, and it takes more energy.
If it weren't for Chen He's "hobby", many magic cultivators would not understand these words.
In fact, most of them don't really want to "double cultivation" with Chen He, there is no such thing as double cultivation with Mozun, only being picked. Supplementation may bring some benefits, but it is also risky.
What they were asking was—at least being able to speak in front of the Demon Venerable, and having fun, as the saying goes, if they couldn't even understand what the Demon Venerable said, what future would they have in the future
"Sir, do you want to invite Master Chixuan to appreciate chrysanthemums?"
The demon cultivator mustered up the courage to remind, "But this year, because the two fights between the righteous and the demon are too frequent, it disturbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the people's food harvest is not a problem, but the famous chrysanthemums are not so good. For a while, I am afraid that You can't find those rare species."
Chen He said: "It's just a name, you are serious."
Mo Xiu's expression is even more stiff, is it really a name? Having said that, the real person Chixuan is so old, what is his charm? Could it be that his Venerable is interested in Taoist priests
"The Heluo faction has sealed the mountain gate. If they dare not accept the post, this... please ask the Venerable to show it."
"Well, they really won't pick it up." Chen He said slowly, "Just create a little momentum and let others think that we are causing trouble for the Heluo faction."
"Sir?"
"You don't have to know too much."
"… "
Mo Xiu could only retire with a strange thought on his forehead.
Although the truth of the matter is that the magic way is about to be unified, if Chen He doesn't go to trouble the Heluo faction that is close at hand, then even if the Heluo faction hangs a sign blocking the mountain gate, he will be in the mouth of the righteous way sect in the self-cultivation world. Luo Pai is also not very good at sitting in a stable position.
Chen He narrowed his eyes and flicked the paper crane.
- Just like this, bullying your apprentice, causing your sect to panic all day long, and asking your apprentice Sun Jia to thank the deity.
Chen He casually tossed the piece of paper, watched it turn into fly ash, and began to think about another thing Changmei Laodao mentioned in the letter.
The South Sea Monster Clam actually went to Heiyuan Valley, and this path was actually set up by the missing Huanjian Venerable.
But the clam's brain was a little difficult to use, and he kept lobbying the owner of the valley, wanting everyone in Heiyuan Valley to take action to solve the devil's way of "disaster for the common people", and Chen He, who faintly ruled the devil's way.
People all over the valley looked at the clam with strange eyes.
The surprise and disbelief of Changmei Laodao and the others were taken as anger by the Nanhai Monster Beast.
There are not many cultivators in Heiyuan Valley who can be called the great faction.
A cultivator, if he has a cultivation level above God Transformation, even if there is no hope of soaring, the sect will not allow him to live in seclusion and not contribute to the sect.
Smart sects have learned from the Heluo sect that they can't come out. Even if they lose some territory, it is limited.
They began to worry about whether their juniors were smart enough, and they should not be foolishly abducted by the Han Mingzong of the Gathering Sect to be used as pawns.
The demon clam spent a quarter of an hour talking, thinking he had a plan, but in the blink of an eye, he was thrown out by the Heiyuan Valley Master with a flick of his sleeve.
The old man with long eyebrows told Chen He about this as a joke, but Chen He didn't just laugh it off. He pulled out the memory in the mirage and read everything that happened to the mirage.
"Ghost clams..."
It is probably the hatred forged in the South China Sea in a previous life.
"Jumping Clown." Chen He snapped his fingers again, summoned a few demon cultivators, ordered them to pay attention to the movements of overseas monsters, and then put the matter aside.
For Chen He, he has more important things, more important than these "previous enemies" who don't know where to hide.
He probed his fingers into the storage bag and took out the blue-black Kui Bow.
This weapon, which was cast in the fragments of the small world and tempered a thousand times, was like an arm commanding weapon.
The bow body looks smooth, but the inside is actually full of cracks.
It doesn't take much, and once more fully open the bow, it will collapse immediately.
Chen He sighed softly.
The last time Li Yan strayed into the Small World Fragment, it was already at the Nascent Soul stage, and the weapon used in the final defense against the boundless catastrophe was not a bow and arrow. Once the used weapon is easy to use, it is not a simple matter to replace it.
Now that Chen He doesn't need to think about it, there will naturally be an endless stream of spiritual stones and exotic treasures for him to forge and repair magic weapons. Although the souls of fierce beasts are rare, as long as they can afford the price, there is nothing that can't be bought in Liangyan Pavilion.
This bow was cast under the guidance of Ji Changge.
The bow body is the corner of Kui. It has experienced eight thousand years of stagnant battles outside the Shuihuan Valley. The ancient monsters and monks have long since died, and they are still fighting each other because of their last consciousness. A homeland that was shattered by the war of immortals.
What is right and what is wrong
The corner was picked up by Chen He from the sand. Those sand grains may be the bones of ancient monks, or they may be the once powerful bodies of fierce beasts.
This bow is different from the previous life.
Chen He subconsciously cherishes everything close to him that is different from before.
Nan Hongzi is like this, the fire in the stone will make trouble, Zhan Yuanqiu, who has not died of his senior brother, Luo Jingshu, who is worried about his brother, and the long-haired old man with broken thoughts...
Of course that also includes the bow.
It seems that with all this, everything that happened between him and Shi Feng has become more and more real.
"My heart demon."
Chen He laughed at himself, and then looked at the bow in his hand again: why don't you go to the treasure house to see if there are any treasures that can fill the bow.
Every Demon Venerable has a treasure trove, and now Chen He is no exception.
At this time, Chen He hadn't realized that in the future, the world of self-cultivation would talk about the most pitted treasures, the small purses touched by Venerable Splitting's box, and the spring of Venerable Liyan's bookshelves in the room. The Palace Atlas, which is the first, has been disputed by the world and has been passed down through the ages, but the actual winner, Beixuan Secret Treasure, because no one knows the truth, continues to poison the entire cultivation world, every 30 to 50 years. , is about to be reheated again.
It can be seen that reputation is not a good thing, and those who are good at fighting have no great achievements.
In the general trend of the world of comprehension, it is difficult to end the war between the righteous and the devil, but it is impossible for the righteous to turn around. After decades or even hundreds of years, there will be an exception if there is a chance.
But by then—
Chen He stroked his bow body lightly, thinking happily that he would be able to reunite with his senior brother.
"Shh."
Another paper crane came flying.
Chen He was puzzled to catch it, unfolded it, and couldn't help frowning.
It was Heiyuangu’s long-haired long-haired man who wrote vaguely:
"Boy Chen He, if you want to ascend after many years, can you ascend in the same place where fellow Daoist Shi Feng crossed the calamity? Yours, if someone here wants to go to that small world to find someone, please make it easy.
Also, when will you be able to soar? "
The author has something to say: the trees are green, the water is vast, the cloud platform does not see the ZTE general, and the ancients turn around and perish. Gong will grow soon, and fame will grow soon - Zhang Yanghao·Shanpo Sheep
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