Xuanhuan: What to Do if You Are Too Rich

"Gulu"

Ding Juran was still lying on the ground, and he could still hear the sound, following the prestige of the past, but he saw the splash of spring.

The tunnel burst with a loud bang.

This is the cold spring in the teapot that leaks out in the spring and mixes with the spiritual spring.

At this time, even if the teapot is taken back, it is impossible to find Han Yinquan.

Just when Ding Juran was unhappy, he suddenly found that spring was coming, and the water vapor in the spring suddenly began to increase, even emitting a strong white water vapor.

Although Ding Juran couldn't move, he was very curious.

Isn't the cold spring cloudy why now it looks like the pot is boiling but she immediately.

I heard the slight "Chen Wenjing" in her body

Voice.

Ding Juran rolled his eyes, and was suddenly horrified to find that the white aerosol sprayed in the spring began to condense into layers of white ice crystals when it touched her body, and began to spread to her body.

Chapter [-]: Astonishment or Doubt

However, Ye Chen didn't show much... surprise or suspicion.

Instead, he thought about it for a while and said, "How did you prove it, why didn't you meet your siblings?"

Sang Wuji was a little curious and said, "Don't you think it's strange that the old man is resurrected from the dead?"

Ye Chen suddenly laughed: "At least the elders are not malicious, right? From the Huai River Basin, the younger generation has noticed someone's eyes.

The younger generation and others are in the north.

The eyes of the older generation appear behind us from time to time.

If it was really malicious, it wouldn't wait until now."

Sang Wuji did not comment, but asked: "How do you think this ... old lady should prove her identity?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I heard from an old man that, as the inheritor of the Xianfu vein, if you are really the elder of Sanmaoli, you will naturally know that the divine power of Xiandao - the finger of immortality - comes from the same vein."

Sang Wuji listened with great interest and said, "Oh, I want to know if your elders... tell you in detail about the magic and vision of fairies"

Otherwise, if I give you some advice and you don't know, how can I prove my identity? Ye Chen said confidently: "The younger generation also practiced the extension force of petrified fingers and grinding steel fingers, and also learned from the secret collection left by Lao Sang. Gained some spiritual finger legacy.

Although Tian Xian's fingers do not have a common standard, it is easy to verify them according to these three expansion capabilities."

Sang Wuji said meaningfully, "It seems that your child is also playing the old fairy's magic."

Ye Chen did not deny it.

He said: "To.

One generation does not know that the old generation has not fallen.

The fairy refers to the legend of the magical power, it can point to the sky, and the magical list of the art of drawing the earth has reached 12 places.

Not to mention the younger generation, who wouldn't be tempted?"

This boy is also upright! Sang Wuji looked Ye Chen up and down, and even nodded, not knowing what he was thinking, but it gave Ye Chen a bad feeling.

"Can you point to the sky and draw the ground? Tian Xian's point of view is worthy of the name.

Be careful!"

Sang Wuji suddenly gave a low-pitched rebuke, "Destroy!"

Ye Chen looked in the direction of Sang Wuji's finger, but he didn't feel any fluctuation of spiritual power, nor any spatial fluctuation, nor any legendary ghost scene.

However, when his finger pointed to a large tree dozens of feet away, he saw that the tree that had been growing for at least 200 to 300 years began to wither in an instant, and countless yellow leaves rustled and fell down, The original green branches began to dry up, and the trunk gradually rotted.

Then it can no longer bear the weight of the whole tree.

in "squeaky"

In the sound, the entire huge canopy and trunk suddenly collapsed.

Then, when everything fell to the ground, they all disintegrated and were sucked into a layer of dry ashes.

"This is, take life"

Ye Chen looked at everything in front of him in shock and confusion.

Is it to catch the vitality? Obviously, this time the tree went through the whole process of dying, drying, rotting and decaying in a short period of time.

It's more like a fast flow of time.

Sang Wuji's fingers seemed powerless, as if many magical powers could do it.

Chapter [-] Don't Leave Anyone

A more violent wave came, followed by a few muffled grunts.

Naughty voices are not as easy as they used to be.

It said nervously, "Come on, you guys, hurry up, bald, dare to interfere in our Tian Ling's door.

Today's account has been recorded, and we will pay tribute to each other in the future!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the jungle: "Help! Don't leave anyone!"

"What kind of person, Tian Lingmen is here..."

"It was you, Tian Lingmen, who was killed!"

A low-alcohol drink came, and suddenly a fire broke out, causing a wave of fire in the forest.

However, the heat wave did not reach the nearby vegetation, but enveloped the low-level monks in Lingmen for several days.

Not even the screams came out and turned to ashes.

"The other side has reinforcements, let's go!"

One of Xuan Gang's monks seemed to be the leader.

Seeing someone suddenly emerge from the dense forest, he decided to give up chasing a few children who had escaped the forest and told the other students to retreat.

However, when he turned around, he was horrified to find a man standing behind him, just three feet away.

"you......"

The monk was about to take... action when suddenly he noticed a shadow flashing across his eyes, followed by a tight but completely imprisoned body.

When he lowered his head, he saw a bead chain wrapped around him, confining the real Mi Yuan coins to him.

Just as he raised his head, the monk standing in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Monk Xuan Gang's eyebrows.

That day, the monk at the door of Lingmen could not escape.

His eyes had gone color.

He stood up straight and waited for a while.

Everyone was silent.

However, in the middle of Ye Chen's point of view, the initial skin is enlightened blue.

Several other young monks in Tian Lingmen were easily captured and killed by Yang Junhao, while the dozen or so children who ran into the jungle were retrieved by Mi Guo and Mulberry.

Ye Chen was made way by the corpse of monk Xuangang at the Abel Tamarling Gate.

He looked at the bald and burly monk behind him, smiled and said, "Master monk, we meet again! Monk Jia Hui put his hands together and said, "Okay, okay, okay.

I haven't seen you for many years.

Ye Chen's benefactor still has his style, but his achievements are more and more far-reaching.

The poor monk is far behind."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Does the great monk have any rivals in mind? However, the great monk's achievements have also improved.

Did they even peak on the highest day?"

Jia Hui continued to observe the Buddha's ritual with a straight face and said, "Ashamed!"

"Oh, by the way, what's wrong with these kids"

What conflict did they have with Tian Ling and the two greeted, Ye Chen suddenly asked.

Jia Hui shook his head and said, "I don't know this poor monk either.

I was going to visit Yang, my benefactor in the north, but I don't want to see these.... A monk who calls himself Tianmen.

They were looking for a dozen children, so I stopped them.

But I couldn't protect them myself, so I had some kids killed."

Ye Chen turned his head to see that Mi Guo and Sang were already comforting the remaining 12 children.

They seem to have gained some trust from the kids and are asking them something.

However, although these children had been rescued by Chia Hui before, when they looked at Chia Hui, no one thanked them or stepped forward to thank them.

Chapter [-] I'm afraid it's not very quiet tonight

It's no wonder that over the years, the unity of the coastal eidolon has been destroyed by the power of the demonic races outside.

But this time, this is a special journey for the Lan family to inherit alchemy.

Kind of weird.

Even if this is really the inheritance of elixir, can the demon race still take the Blue House elixir? Ke Wuxiang didn't see Master Ma clearly.

He thought for a while, and then asked, "Has the Lan family started refining advanced pills recently?"

Master Ma thought for a while and said, "The four 44 alchemists on Haiyan Island, Blue Sea Cliff, have not tried alchemy for many years.

Recently, the next three rounds of alchemy have begun, but they are just plain healing elixirs, healing elixirs and other popular products.

Lan Ruiting is the same.

If you want to say a particularly good elixir, it should be that Lan Heyang began to refine Lanjia's unique alchemy before the demon tribe besieged Xia Dao."