Stealing The Heavens

The forty-fourth chapter of Qingcheng Yunxiao

In just one day, all the monks in Ancheng became the disciples of the real people of the music, that is, the disciples of the beggars.

It’s just that the monks who are slightly higher than the Ancheng area have been left unattended. Now they are under the door of the real music. The three Yuan Ying realms are among the best. The 50 Jindan period is Junjie, the other seven or eight hundred. They are all monks in the innate realm, but they can barely control the flying sword to fly dozens of miles above the height of a dozen feet. This is a monk.

As for the other tens of thousands of people, don’t just stand on the patio of the city’s main house with your hands on your back. More than 30,000 monks in the realm of heaven, do you also mean to be self-proclaimed? In a place with a lot of aura in Pangu mainland, it has only been so many years that it has only been the cultivation of the realm of the day after tomorrow. Are you so embarrassed to say that you are a monk?

God's knowledge sweeps through these repairs, which are probably ‘slouch’ in the heat of thirty or fifty years. Don’t want to slap them all and slap them all. What is the use of this kind of goods? The group of seafood under the Holy Spirit is much stronger than them. At least those great white sharks, if in the sea, a great white shark can kill this kind of 'discrete' three or five hundred people is not a problem.

"You also like to say that you are a monk?" Shaking his head, don't sigh.

However, these pieces of fragmentation are also useful, at least with the city of Anzhen in the city of the city has been managed, the city defense has also been taken care of, the gutter is also dredged, and the pit has been cleaned up. Don't be in the mood to cultivate these scattered repairs, simply put them into a city management brigade, let them go and mix them.

In addition, the mines near Ancheng need people to mine, the medicine fields need people to take care of, and all walks of life need people to manage. It is unrealistic to expect these people to contribute much to the fight, but it is more than enough for them to help them with all kinds of chores.

Don't worry about these chores, but he never dreamed that he was actually a good manager in management. Under the shackles of the shackles, these tens of thousands of scattered repairs were assigned in an orderly manner to the various positions in Ancheng according to their respective specialties. However, three or five days of hard work, and Ancheng will continue to work as usual, and the special products will be Gathered in the city, and then through the newly formed caravans with the signature of the Lotte Palace, shipped to other places to sell, seeing huge profits will be at hand.

Habitually did the hand-handling cabinet, don't worry about these days is a closed-heart treatment. The dead body in the body has been nourished by the bowl of Lingchao, and the nourishment of a bowl of Lingcha is 90%. After a few months of hard work, after a month, the body will not recover from the dead, and it will be transformed by the congenital Yuan Ying. The gas has made the Tianlong dynasty method of steadily stepping into the realm of thirty-five changes, and the physical strength has increased several times.

Quietly standing in the back garden of the Chengshoufu, there is a spring in front of you, and a few leaves and petals are swirling on the surface of the crystal clear water. On a petal, a red ant is panicking around, but no matter where he walks, he will hit the water without a few steps. The ant is screaming in horror, not knowing how to escape.

Don't look at the red ant, and suddenly smiled happily.

This ant is like a person who cultivates immortals. The spring water in all directions is the unpredictable heaven and earth avenue. A walking difference is the wreck of the body, the endless world of avenues, and I don’t know where it is. Standing on the shore, don’t look at the spring water that is only a few feet away. Naturally, you can see through the truth of this spring, and the ant is in the bureau, where can you see it? Where can I see it?

"I am waiting, but it is also a cock!"

Look up, don't look at the clouds in the sky, suddenly staring out of God. This heavenly road, will it be just a small spring in some eyes, and not the people who cultivate these immortals, the ants on the petals, are struggling?

When the thoughts of these mysterious and mysterious problems were not raised, the door of the yard was suddenly pushed open by people. Don’t rush to come in the early days of the Jindan, who was known in the Nadan pharmacy a few days ago. "Predecessors, not good, two, two masters were killed!"

Don't let the heart pump out, his gods are all concentrated on the little ants, and suddenly the mind changes, the poor ants are pressed by him, and evaporate into the invisible. Gloomy face turned and refused to pay a visit to the tour: "Mo Pan, what happened?"

You Jinjin’s walk to the front of the donkey, stuttering and saying: “Brother, the disciple was ordered today to take the Tibetan and the two masters to collect some herbs at the gate of Qingdanmen. As a result, some people suddenly smashed. Enter, said to win the gate of Qingdanmen to open the Dongfu. The disciples advised the two masters not to fight with them. The two masters were hesitant, and they were smashed!"

The backyard of the city's main house suddenly did not move, the trees did not shake, and everything solidified. Along with the eccentric 嗤嗤 , sound, the extremely thin sword spurted out from the body of the scorpion. In addition to the tour gold, the flowers and trees in the backyard were simultaneously turned into fine dust. The suffocating pressure made the tour gold stand in front of the beggars, and did not dare to have the slightest change. He suddenly felt that as long as he did not look at one of his eyes, he would be turned into a blue smoke.

"Qingdanmen, your original teacher?" Do not turn around and look at the tour gold.

Jin Jin stiffly nodded his body and said: "Yes, it is the original division of the disciple. Just, just now..."

Don't take a picture of the shoulders of the travel gold, sneer: "Now you and I are the people of the Grand Palace. Oh, hiding my heart, keeping my heart, I also have a life-saving feeling. Although they did not really save me, but This friendship always owes them."

Grab a tour of the gold, do not turn into a black light skyrocketing, follow the guidance of the tour gold, quickly flew to a mountain outside the west. The mountain is the gate of Qingdanmen, the gate of Youjin’s former door. The technique of medicinal herbs in Qingdanmen is also famous around Ancheng. It is based on the cultivation of self-cultivated herbs for the sale of Lingdan. Qingdanmen Only then took a small foundation in Ancheng.

Only now the elders of Qingdanmen have been wiped out by the whole army. Two or three of the Qingdanmen big cats and kittens below the Jinjin are also merged into the Dale Tiangong, and the Qinglin Mountain where Qingdanmen is located has become the Da Le Tiangong. territory. It’s just that the big music palace that is now in control is not enough to send people to station, so Qinglin Mountain has become an empty mountain.

Do not fly just less than a hundred miles, the rear twelve black light quickly chased up, the enchanting twelve demon gods whispered, and followed closely to the beggars. Don't worry about the murderous moment at the moment, his mood affects the mood of the demon god, and is getting closer and closer to the Qinglin Mountain. The murderousness of the demon **** is getting stronger and stronger, gradually turning into a large black smoke, entangled in these devils. On the body.

Don’t stop the twilight. Just at the entrance to the Qinglin Mountain in front, between the two towering blue cliffs, the two wooden stakes stood there in front of the archway where the three characters of 'Qingdanmen' were carved, the old monk and the guardian of the heart. The **** body was smashed naked, and the naked body was hung on the stakes.

On the cyan cliff on the left, the line is smeared with human blood. It is such a glare - forbidden, smugglers kill!

Don't take the tour gold to the ground and walk slowly to the old Tibetan monk. He looked up the old monk's head and looked at it. The old monk's eyebrows broke through a big hole. Obviously, the relics were either charged, destroyed, or left empty, but in any case, nothing left here. With a body. The guardian little monk on the side doesn't have to look at it. The Tibetan heart that has been in the position of Luo Han is like this. Where can he go?

"Door, are you robbed or robbed? Why are you naked? You are a man, are you a man?"

The little monk suddenly sounded in the ears with a bit of innocence and a few minutes of screaming. Not long ago, the little monk encountered a serious injury, and took him back to the Tibetan Buddhist Temple with kindness. This pair of mentoring, affectionate and righteous, is a very good person.

"Who killed you, I don't want to report it a hundred times!" Don't hold a palm on the body of a Tibetan heart, a group of purple-green two-color flames burned, turning him into a blue smoke, followed by A ban on the law of the gods, not to smash the sacred body of the monk into a ash.

The voice of 'Drips' came, and the old monk in the Tibetan heart had 108 rounds of the body of the thumb, like the pearls, and the relics were left on the ground, but there were only 12 relics in the guardian monk, but the number was only twelve, and The volume is also only the size of broad beans.

Don't sneer at the relics, pick them up, and let the light fly out. These relics merge into one and become the eighteen yolks of silver and white. He took out a day of silk and carefully chained the eighteen beads into a bracelet that was placed on his wrist.

"Good things, um, can clear the heart and calm down, can contain the heart! Good things!" Do not play with the bracelet, laughed loudly.

Laughing and laughing, don't suddenly scream at each other, and the top of the head is smashed with a sword and swells up to a thousand feet high, turning into a huge red sword and squatting forward. He screamed: "The living person inside, come out to die, your home lord is coming out!"

The Sword of the Five Swords of the Sword of the Sword is launched by the Sword of the Fire, and the red sword shadow screams with the blazing flames, covering the entire gate of Qinglin Mountain. A loud bang, the fire rushed up, the two cliffs in front smashed, and the fire was overflowing, covering all the nearby forests.

"Bold!" A light drink came from the Qinglin Mountain, and a piece of Qingxia swept away. The flames were cleaned up in the sky.

A middle-aged Taoist who wore a white robe and was born with a good temperament and a good posture, walked slowly and slowly.

The proud and arrogant head, the middle-aged Taoist whispered coldly: "I don't know what to live and die, the poor city of Qingcheng Yunxiao, ordered to open the city of Beppu. If you dare to mess, then stay here!"

The Yunxiao Taoist waved, and did not want to change the color around him. He suddenly found himself in a illusion.

Don't ignore where he is, he just widened his eyes and shouted: "Qingcheng?"

Yunxiaodao people proudly said: "It is the Xingyang Qingcheng!"

After a pause, Yunxiaodao shouted with a bit of enthusiasm: "The teacher of the poor road is the grandson of Sun Qingyang, the founder of Qingcheng!"

Qingcheng! Hyunyang Qingcheng!

Fuyang real people! Liyang who was born in Qingcheng!