Asking about longevity

Chapter 989

Yu'er ... Is it a deserted dragon? Intersection

The gaze of ink painting slightly condensed.

But this ... how is it possible?

Isn't he a child of Shangguan and Wenren? How could there be the blood of the Great Wilderness?

But the resonance of Dragon Soul should not be wrong.

In the soul of ink painting, there is an ancient Long Yin, whispering softly.

This was swallowed before, and before it was completely digested, the ancient dragon soul on the dragon emperor's body.

Now this dragon soul has a certain resonance with Yu'er, and Mo painting can see the traces of the blood of the karma on Yu'er's face.

Moreover, the shadow of this dragon is blood -red.

In the blood shadow, there is a strong omen, and the departure is on the edge of life and death, indicating that the owner of the dragon shadow, the bumpy and painful life of the life.

Ink frowned.

"Brother Mo?" The simple Yuer, when he saw that Mo painting was dignified and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Ink painting gradually converged emotions, touched Yu'er's head, his voice was soft, "It's okay ... No matter ..."

Yu'er seemed to like Mo painting to touch his little head, with a smile on his face, and his face was carefree.

But on the naive face, the red dragon shadow, with a bloody, roared at the Mo painting, and then merged into Yu'er's Yintang.

Ink painting eyes, slightly cold.

Mowing

After that, the annual banquet of the Gu family was followed.

This year's annual banquet is not small.

But compared to previous years, it was a little deserted.

Because of the lone mountain, the Gu family and the Shen family were counted as Liangzi.

This beam, the root is too much, and the involvement of the Gu family, saying that it is not small.

However, the Shen family has a high status and is also in charge of the Taoism. Many monastery families, if they want to send their disciples into the Taozong, depend on the face of the Shen family.

They did not dare to offend the Shen family, but they would not be guilty.

Therefore, the annual banquet of the Gu family, many families only gave gifts and did not dare to visit them in person.

The family pays attention to interests, and this kind of thing is normal.

When everyone has wall grass, as long as they do not tear their faces, they will meet in the future.

Although the Gu family is clear, it is not unknown and not much accountable.

Ink paintings don't care.

He only cares about whether he can eat well and be full.

The communication of the family and the exchanges of human feelings, he didn't care about it, and these had nothing to do with him.

In this way, in the lively atmosphere, Mo painting had a meal for a long time. After dinner, I went shopping in the yard, eliminated the food, and asked a group of elders, received a bunch of years of gifts, and then with Elder Gu Hong, together, together, together, together, together, together, together, together, together After discussing Uncle Gu's life, he was about to return.

Wen Renyu took Yu'er to send him.

"There are some cakes, fruit wine, and some spiritual meat, all of which you love to eat. The diet of Zongmen is average. Your study formation method is hard, eat more, and make up for your body."

The sound of people was gentle and considerate.

Mo Hui said with a smile: "Thank you Auntie."

Yu'er reluctantly waved his hands at Mo Hua.

He will also be with his mother tomorrow to return to the official family to worship his ancestors.

In more than ten days, ink paintings can not be seen.

Ink painting took out a small gift for Yuer.

Some of these gifts are small gadgets he uses the formation method.

In this way, even if Yuer returned to Shangguan's house, there were new toys every day.

The other part is the array of the formation of Yuer.

As long as you do your homework, Yuer has no other heart sadness.

Yuer was happy for a while, frowned again, and was in a complicated mood.

After a few more words, Mo Hua was preparing to leave, and suddenly there was noisy noise in the distance. The team of Hua Gai Gonggai came over and stopped at the door of the Gu family.

A group of monks got out of the car.

The head of the person, a Chinese robe, has a deep breath, must be half white, and the decree is deep.

He came over like a cold wind.

The original warm atmosphere was instantly broken.

Wen Ren's expression was slightly changed, and Yuer was a little scared, and he couldn't help but hold the sleeves of Wenren.

Seeing that the coming people approached, they couldn't help but say hello. They could only do a half gift, "Hope the elder."

Ink painting is also recognized.

The old man who was half -white, named Shangguanwang, was the elder of the Shangguan family, and Yuhua Xiu was the same.

It is said that in that year, Shangguan looked at the position of Shangguan's family and lost his position. Therefore, he had some mustard, and even the pulse of Shangguan, Shangguanyi, and even Yu'er, and was targeted at the Division.

Ink painting did not like him, so he did not say hello.

Shang Guanwang silently looked at the ink painting, showing a hint of unscrupulous displeased in his eyes, and at the same time, there was a trace of fear.

During the conference, he saw it with his own eyes that ink paintings were repaired in the middle of the foundation, and the four major classes built the foundation of Tianjiao in the later stages. Finally, he painted the entire argument question bank and took the absolute crushing advantage to seize the advantages of crushing and seized. Get the front of the front.

This son is absolutely very human.

Therefore, although he is feathering and ink painting is a foundation, he can only pretend to see the "rudeness" of ink painting.

Shangguan looked over the ink painting, and walked to the hearing, and said indifferently:

"The life of Fengjia, I will send Mrs. Shao tomorrow, and Master Yu Hui."

"Thank you for the elder." Wenren said.

Shangguan looked at Yu'er deeply, and "um" gently, then he entered the Gu family by himself.

Mo Hui looked at the back of Shangguan Wang, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

But I do n’t know where this sense of disobedience came from.

Shangguan looked into the Gu family, and he welcomed him for a while.

Wenren told him to "be careful all the way."

Yuer waved with him.

Mo painting also smiled and waved goodbye, and then boarded the carriage and embarked on the journey to return to Taixumen.

Mowing

Study in the state.

The rich and magnificent Shenjia mansion.

This year, Gu's family was lively.

But instead of this, the Shen family was a lot deserted this year, and it was very depressed.

In the huge mansion, although the lights are bright, the cold dead silence is everywhere.

Elder Zongmen who came and went, all his face was gloomy.

The disciples were also embarrassed and dared not speak loudly.

Occasionally, the wine glass was broken, and the sound of insulting and rebuke came.

In the magnificent hall, the annual banquet is over.

The tribe dispersed each other. Only the ancestors of the Shen family were sitting high in the hall. The breath was majestic, and the face was not angry. The whole person was like a iceberg, exuding a calm cold.

After the scattered, the owner of the Shen family stayed and endured the anger of the ancestors alone.

He is the owner. He has the authority of the family and enjoys this five -grade family. The supreme honor and prestige, but at the same time, he also bears a heavy burden.

Once something happened, these storms could only bear it.

In the empty hall.

The owner of the Shen family, who has always been high, worshiped by others, and was worshiped by others, but now he kneels under the steps humblely, his forehead touches the cold ground, and invites the old ancestor.

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family who was kneeling at his feet.

At the end, he closed his eyes slightly, converged the fierce atmosphere, and said slowly:

"Get up."

Ru Mang's owner of the Shen family was relieved, and he took a head on the ground, thanking: "Xie Laofu's pity."

"Do you understand it?" The ancestor of the Shen family said.

"Yes," the owner of the Shen family lowered, "The cause of this matter was a disciple of too downturn.

"Then, Tai Xumen was a elder named Xunziyou, and the President Shen Shou of the Shen family will enter Gu Mountain, and then there are subsequent twists and turns ..."

"After this, some people saw that the elder named Xunziyou, who was too dazzling, was still alive."

"No one saw, how did he come out of the Lone Mountain, but he did escape from birth, and like no one, he taught in the Taixu Gate."

"And being caught into Gu Mountain, that Taimen disciple ..."

"I have some speculation before this disciple's identity, but there has been no evidence. Too Xumen is very conservative, and even the side of Daoting Si is like a bottle."

"After more than a month, it took a lot of twists and turns, and moved a lot of relationships. There were some evidence, which determined his identity."

"This disciple of Taowen, who is related to Gunshan, surnamed Mo famous ..."

As soon as this remark, the ancestor of the Shen family immediately opened his eyebrows, "You mean ..."

The owner of the Shen family said: "Yes, it is too much ... the front of that ones."

The ancestor of the Shen family was bland, and she didn't see the anger.

The owner of the Shen family did not know what the ancestor was thinking, and he could only continue:

"This matter should be ... Taixumen is in the secret layout. With a disciple as a bait, through heavy means, the scars of my Shen family are exposed, and my Shen family is above the knife, which attracts other wolves. The foundation of the home ... "

… In this time, in order to operate, how many spirit mines, Lingsian, Lingshi and Zongmen rights, and other forces related to the Shen family, those large and small power are available ...

No one is more clear than his owner.

Every time I think of this, the heart of the Shen family is dripping blood.

His hatred in his heart became more and more deeper.

But in the heart of the Shen family, there was a little puzzlement, and then said:

"This is called ink painting, but the head of the front of the front is the rare array demon for hundreds of years. It is so big that he uses him as a" bait "? They are not afraid, the boy died in the lone mountain Is it? "

Once the ink painting is dead, with the background of his too much door, I am afraid that in this life, don't want to take the front of the front.

They really don't cherish this disciple?

besides…

The owner of the Shen family frowned, "A small disciple of building a foundation, what to do to go to Gunshan? For no reason, why did he trip this muddy water?"

"Is there any unspeakable purpose?"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The old ancestors of the Shen family groaned for a moment, and said slowly: "This is a big chess, behind the ancestors with a hole in the realm, they are planning."

"In this chess game, everyone you can see is a chess piece."

"The Jindan Jianxiu named Xunziyou is no exception, not to mention ... this little disciple who built the foundation."

"Don't always think about what chess is thinking."

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the owner of the Shen family, and his eyes were deep:

"... You are now the owner, and the family has the pattern of the owner."

"You have to know, who are you playing with?"

"Standing behind the scenes, standing at the perspective of the ancestors, and watching this game, you can see it."

"In the future, you can have a real pattern when you are promoted to the hole in the cave.

"If your eyes are short, you can only see those chess pieces, but you do n’t even know who played chess.

In this words, the owner of the Shen family trembled and grateful.

The ancestor still had expectations to himself.

The owner of the Shen family kneeled: "The ancestor of the ancestor, the grandson remembered it."

The ancestor of the Shen family sighed slightly, and then the words turned, "How much do you know about route?"

The owner of the Shen family just remembered, and when he heard the words, he knelt down again, and said sincerely:

"It is the grandson discipline, and Lin'er ... young and frivolous, the taste of greedy rouge, be angry, really damaged my reputation of the Shen family ..."

The owner of the Shen family was uneasy. He thought that his ancestor would blame him, but unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Shen family shook his head:

"This may not be a bad thing."

The owner of the Shen family frowned, "Old ancestor ... You ..."

The old ancestor of the Shen family said: "I would rather taste the taste of this flesh, and see the women in the world in the world of splendid and graceful skin, knowing the fall and lowness of the woman, since then they have converged and ask for practice."

"It is also forgotten that in the future, some cheap women who are not born in the future and have a good -looking, who are incense, dismiss the heart, get lost, and become a waste."

"The monk should be a monk, ask for the great power of the world, and the life is not dead."

"People with long love and daughter, who are greedy for a while, will only be reduced before the big robbery."

"This, you have to teach him well."

The owner of the Shen family toured: "Yes."

"Okay, let's go down," the ancestor of the Shen family, "After going down, call Lin'er."

The owner of the Shen family was relieved, and respectfully took the first time, and then slowly got up.

The owner of the Shen family retreated.

After a while, an extraordinary teenager came in and respectfully the first:

"Xuan Sun Shen Lin, I have seen the ancestors."

The teenagers are clear, not humble.

The eyes of the Shen family ancestors were shining in the eyes of the ancestor, looking at Shen Linshu, as if looking at the herself of the year.

"Lin'er ..." The ancestor of the Shen family was gentle.

"Old ancestor." Shen Linshu said.

"Soon after, it is the sword conference."

"Yes," Shen Lin's book was bright and loud. "This time, Xuan Sun will be the Taoist Sect, the Shen family, and the ancestor you, and get the first to discuss the sword!"

The ancestor of the Shen family shook his head, "This first is not for Taoism, not for the Shen family, nor for me, but for you for yourself."

"Your qualifications of talent are all the choice, only this opportunity, prove yourself."

"Pick the first sword, you can step on the clouds and go straight to the top of the clouds."

Shen Lin's eyes were bright, but still said:

"The old ancestor is petting me, the Shen family raises me, religious me, Xuansun is now successful, and he will live up to the love of the ancestors and live up to the cultivation of the family and the ancestors."

The old ancestor of the Shen family was happy, "You are better than your dad, don't let me down."

"Rest assured." Shen Lin said.

"Go down, practice well."

"Yes, Xuansun said."

Shen Linshu respects the ceremony, and then retreats.

The ancestor of the Shen family looked at the back of Shen Linshu silently.

Looking at myself, this is tall and handsome, bloody, spiritual, and full of spiritual strength. They are born with a strangeness. The temperament above Cangsheng is like "Kirin".

This is the genius of his Shen family.

This is the real arrogant.

This is the blood of his ancestor, the most tied blood.

He was angry.

He was angry with Shen Linshu. What he was angry is how to be eligible for those lowly women to make him the Xuansun of the Kirin's vein "Lin Xing"?

How to match those cheap books?

The ancestor of the Shen family looked slightly embarrassed, and then gradually subsided, and the whole person became ancient well.

Seeing Shen Linshu, he couldn't help but think of another name:

"Ink painting ..."

This disciple named Mo Huo took the ancient order a few years ago and wanted to worship the Taoism.

But was rejected.

In the heart of the Shen family, if you don't care about it, it is unlikely.

There is a pity in his heart.

He is a pity that he is not ink painting itself, but he should not "investigate the enemy."

At that time, I accepted ink paintings, even if I kept as a miscellaneous service, as a disciple who was not an outer door, let him be in Daozong. Among the thousands of heavenly pride, the heart was inferior, the Tao was humble, and finally he was suddenly suddenly out of his heart. Everyone ...

It's always better, sending him hands to Taixu Gate.

If there is no ink painting, Zongmen's restructuring has been settled, and there will be so many branches of the side, so many changes will be made.

It is not necessary to determine the trend of the trend until this discussion.

Not to mention the exposure of the Shen family's lone mountains.

During the undercurrent surging, the Shen family was once shaking, and they had to break their wrists and cut off a lot of meat.

And this is because he feels early and decides early.

A little slower, the Shen family will inevitably be caught, precarious.

Nowadays, the ancestors of the Shen family know that the person's heart is clear, and the ink painting must have the cause and effect of that person.

At this point, the ancestor of the too dawn must know.

Because he knows, he will use this plan to use ink painting as a "chess piece" to deal with the restructuring of the Dao Daozong and even the four major.

The old ancestor of the Shen family sighed.

Furious, blessing; blessing, leaning on the disaster.

For Qian Daozong, this son was originally a blessing, but because it was pushed away, it turned into "disaster".

The change of cause and effect is truly mysterious.

Patriarch Xun of the Taixu Sect is worthy of being a master in this way. He was able to forcefully train a disciple with a low-level spirit and low-level spiritual roots to become the leader of the Formation Dao, and developed him into a sharp sword against the Qian Dao Sect.

"But that's it for now..."

The ancestor of the Shen family pondered in his heart.

After all, Taixu Sect's foundation was somewhat poor. Even if the three sects merged, most of the top disciples were gone, and most of the remaining ones were just mediocre ones.

When it comes to Qianxue and Taoism, the sword is the most important thing, and the sword is the most important thing.

This is a dead end for Taixu Sect.

As for this ink painting, no matter how good the formation is, it is just another formation ranking first.

"Just one leader of the debate formation cannot save the Taixu Sect where your three sects merged..."

The ancestor of the Shen family smiled softly, his eyes gloomy.

…

After Mo Hua returned to Taixumen, he started practicing day after day again.

And after the New Year, time flies, and more than a month has passed.

Mo Hua finally started his ninth year in Taixu Sect.

This is also the last year for him to practice and seek Taoism in Taixu Sect.

And this year, he is finally about to participate. The Qianxue State is the largest in scale, including four major sects, eight gates, twelve streams, and even hundreds of Qianxue sects. Countless geniuses gather together, and thousands of Taoisms compete. At the same time, It is also a once-in-a-lifetime event for all sect disciples:

Qian Xue Sword Discussion Conference.

(End of chapter)