The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 571 The Return
Everyone, someone went out to visit relatives, and it was already late when he got home. The manuscripts saved a while ago have been exhausted (┬_┬), so there is no system to spontaneously, sorry!

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Knowing that Qin Ya, the former head of Cangjian Peak, moved to Tai'a Peak, and appeared in front of everyone with a completely ignorant attitude, the voices of opposition and frustration can be described as a one-sided trend. In this one-sided trend, except Jia Jia Jia and Gu Lang were happy in their hearts, but there was a new force that tenaciously supported this matter. It was none other than the [-] students of Tai Afeng Yunkai Academy.

The young man didn't know how to be tall, so he tried his best to ask Qin Ya to teach in Yunkai Academy. Of course, such requests were dismissed as child's play among the Kunlun high-level officials.

The students of Yunkai Academy are very courageous and don't know what fear is. Knowing that the high-level officials in Kunlun don't agree with his personal request, they simply find the residence of Qin Ya in Tai'a Peak, and want to send him away. "Please" come out.However, when the [-] teenagers felt it with great interest, they saw that the house in the main building of the Tai'a Peak spread throughout the entire Tai'a Peak within a day. A light yellow protective shield rose faintly above the residence, and a halo of light flickered on the protective shield. Someone secretly counted the number of the halos, and found that there were as many as seven of them, but none of them were the same.

"Seven Spirits and Nine Transformations Protective Formation?" Lu Xingluo, who was born in the Lu family of the formation mage family, is indeed a genius junior who has been placed high hopes by the Lu family, but he was slightly taken aback, and immediately came back to his senses: "It is actually the Seven Spirits and Nine Transformations Protective Formation!" Magic circle?"

"What is the Nine-Turn Formation?" The young cultivator who accompanied him was at a loss, as he did not understand Lu Xingluo's excitement and emotion when he saw the formation.

"Seven Spirits and Nine Revolutions Protection Formation, a formation that almost disappeared in the world, I really never thought that Xing Luo would see it again in his lifetime." Lu Xingluo's breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes were as bright as stars: beside him None of the thirteen monks here is a formation master, so naturally he would not understand the excitement and excitement when the formation formation that he thought would no longer reproduce the sky appeared in front of him as a formation master.

Everyone often said: Sword cultivators are the most faithful monks in the world. They lived and died for swords. Since the true sword cultivator entered the Tao, no matter the difficulties and obstacles, regardless of the state of mind, the three-foot green sharp edge in his hand is Something that can never be thrown away at will.Give up the six arts of cultivating immortals, give up all the ways of the world, once you enter the way of swordsman, you will go all the way, put your whole attention on the three-foot long sword, drink the dew with the cold wind, blow down the frost on the ground, and finally truly I realized that if you love swords, you will become obsessed, and if you don't change your mind, this is a swordsman.

The sword is with the people, but the sword forgets the death of the people.Therefore, even if a talented young man like Li Wuchen passed 81 levels and became the new owner of Zhanshen Dao, he was so energetic back then. I think that no one who participated in the handover meeting will forget it, but one day, until Peak was knocked down to the world, God-killing knife was taken away, no one can personally feel Li Wuchen's heart, what ordinary people see is that Huafa was born early, perseverance is as usual, but even if he didn't show it at the time, then, there will always be a day. Maybe he disappeared without a sound, or maybe he jumped down the Yunshui Long Embankment in an almost decisive manner like Li Wuchen, and the light of death was extinguished.

But it is also the almost obsessive love for a seemingly lifeless three-foot green blade that eventually led to the strongest status of all monks recognized by sword repairmen.

With the three-foot green blade in one hand, if there is spirituality, the life of a swordsman will be drawn between the ups and downs of the sword strokes, which may be wonderful or bleak, but no real swordsman will regret such a choice.

Therefore, the strength and fear of the sword cultivator's belief is recognized among monks all over the world.

With such a strong faith of the sword cultivator in front of him, the rest of the monks seemed to be bleak in front of it.

Lu Xingluo's eyes flickered like candles at night, flickering out a completely different belief. The strength of the sword cultivator's belief was seen by everyone, but what about the others?This belief can only be foreseen by oneself.

The formation mage also has the belief of the formation mage. He studies the formation method, understands the five directions and eight trigrams, and understands the twelve star palaces. Different, resulting in a different scene in front of you like an illusion, or like a mechanism, stacking a set of invisible mountains to kill people invisible.

For an array mage, thousands of worlds are within two fingers.The same number of formation flags, some people only regard them as a kind of thing, and throw them into unknown corners after they are interested, while some people are full of strange things, using invisible force to create a virtual world in their hands.

A sword cultivator believes that a sword can level the world, and an array mage also believes that his hands can create a world he wants. The world may wait quietly, just like a demon with its mouth wide open, waiting for people to penetrate into it; It is the belief of the formation master to accept thousands and protect the monks among them in the palm of his hand.

Leverage the invisible, use force to fight force.There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Although the words of the only female preacher in Yunkai Academy made her identity as a magician no longer recognized by others, she also passed on the words of this attack, which can be called the word of destruction. Into the ears of the masters of the world.

The older generation of array mages may stick to their own opinions and are unwilling to admit it; but the young array mages have their own ideas.Is it not just a whimsy to borrow strength?Not only do they think it makes sense, but there are not many young formation masters who have secretly practiced it.

This includes him——Lu Xingluo.Therefore, I have never questioned her ability from the beginning. Now that I saw the Seven Spirit Nine Transformation Formation, I immediately thought of her.

Thinking of this, Lu Xingluo raised his head and looked around, ignoring the discussions among the monks of the same generation around him. When he looked, he saw the tall branches of fragrant bamboo and the corners of his plain robe hanging down.

The black hair hangs obliquely, covering the face, only the bun buried between the bamboo leaves tells the world that this person is a man.

Lu Xingluo raised his head and shouted: "Who is the real person? How can you underestimate him here?" He sized up the man with his spiritual sense unceremoniously, only to find that his spiritual sense had penetrated into the sea, unfathomable. Unable to find out.

"It's just a coincidence." The man moved, and seemed to turn his face, saying that it seemed because the face was still covered by black hair, and only the eyes in the black hair seemed to be smiling, but the edge was hidden, " Wei has not returned to Kunlun for many years, but he only feels that things in the world are like seas and mountains, and mountains and rivers are overturned. He didn't know that I, the Kunlun Army Breaker, would take the initiative to hide from the world, and I didn't know when I would have a group of children on Tai'a Peak."

But seeing a group of teenagers who were wary, indifferent, meaningless, or curious, with different expressions, after a while, someone chuckled lightly: "Really, your surname is Wei?" This is the most common question, but Because of the usual tone of the speaker, he became frivolous.

So frivolous, among the fourteen monks, Ruan Siming didn't think about anything else.

"Stinky boy, why don't you teach me how you have managed to survive until now?" Ruan Siming felt that there was an extra person in front of his eyes, and the group of people who were discussing in low voices suddenly paused. , and then became strangely quiet, looking at the person coming without blinking.

"What a fast speed." Han Ji is a wind spirit root, and his obsession with speed is naturally no more than ordinary people, but seeing him approaching him in an instant, he couldn't help asking curiously, "Really, what kind of spirit root are you? What kind of agility is it?"

"Spiritual roots? Body skills?" Although the man's hair was not messy, his face was hidden behind black hair, and he didn't care that his vision was blocked. Seeing that traveling is like a lifetime away, the changes have been turned upside down, which has long been beyond Wei's imagination. The gentleman of Tibetan Sword entered Tai'a, and concentrated on retreating to attack the God of Tibet. The girl and boy on Tibetan Sword Peak disappeared. pity."

"Girl? Kid?" Han Ji blinked, "Who are you looking for?"

"A girl surnamed Lian." Wei Dong patted his head and laughed lightly, "Let's not talk about others, let's talk about her first."

"Surname Lian? There are many surnames." Someone said with a wink.

"What about the most famous one?"

"It's not a girl, it's the real person I'm waiting for, she is 74 years old, if a mortal, she would be a grandma." The boy who answered the conversation was still the frivolous kid, teasing softly, "In this way , You must be Senior Wei who has returned from his travels!"

"What a boy! You're so arrogant." The man stretched out his hand and brushed the black hair behind his head.With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked amiable, and he had an elegant demeanor throughout his body, which was completely different from the messy lazy man in his imagination.

Seeing that he was very talkative, someone couldn't help asking: "Reverend Wei, what kind of agility is that that suddenly appeared in front of us just now? Can you tell me? The footwork is even better."

More than half of the [-] monks present had practiced "Treading the Snow Feather Flying Hung", since they had never seen the footwork of "Treading the Snow Feather Flying Hung" could have such a fast speed, they couldn't help looking over curiously.

"It's not some body skills. It's supernatural powers, supernatural powers teleportation. When it comes to "Treading Snow Feather Feihong", Wei has never seen anyone who has stepped on Xueyu Feihong to make it better than that girl surnamed Lian. Wei Dong didn't know what to think of, his eyes were filled with smiles, and his patience improved a lot.

"If you talk about the footwork of "Treading the Snow Feather", if she talks about the second, no one dares to be the first." Wei Dong shook his head lightly, traveling in the land of China, there are adventures and dangers, but fortunately this time He has returned from traveling, not only that, but also brought back the peak cultivation strength of the Tibetan God in the early stage.

However, if before, the people in the sect were just a passing cloud to him, and he didn't realize that time passed like flying, and now he was surrounded by a large group of young monks who had never seen him before, but he suddenly felt a feeling, and suddenly understood the mortal world. The feelings described in the first poem of homesickness.

"The little ones leave home and the old ones come back, and the local accent remains unchanged. The children meet each other and don't know each other, and ask the guests where they come from with a smile." There are no youngsters, no leaving home, no local accent and gray hair on the temples.Only young monks who had never seen him surrounded him and asked him where he came from. The different scenes made him feel the same emotion.

I don't know how many times I have traveled abroad, but this is the first time I feel the rapid changes in Kunlun.Wei Dong looked up, the red sun was right in the sky, very dazzling, he narrowed his eyes: "Kunlun, I, Wei Dong, are back."

But I don't know what kind of prosperous and wonderful scene will happen in Kunlun Dangkong this time?

(End of this chapter)