Divine Brilliance

"The wind is the wind! The wind is also moving. The cold and the heat are hedged, the two winds are heavy, the wind is endless, and there is no hole!"

"The earthquake is thunder! The thunder is also loud, the sound is loud, so it smells in the hundred miles. The east is wood, the wood has yin and yang, and the knot is shock!"

The index finger is above the stone tablet, and the last blood mark is drawn. On the stage of the day, a loud voice screamed. The melody is very different, and suddenly the mind is clear, and suddenly the heart is shocked.

Zong Shou licked the wound on his finger, and his heart was somewhat helpless. He waited beside him and the thunder disappeared.

Even if no psionic spirits are used, when these inscriptions of the natural avenues are drawn, they naturally have a certain natural power.

The Thunder character has been formed, and the next one is the ‘transport’ character.

Zong Shou's brow could not be picked up slightly, twelve days, his most uncertain, this is the last day.

The air transport and fortune are the most unpredictable. As small as the ants and dust, as far as the home country, they all have their own 'ship'.

In his previous life, he did not really grasp the true meaning of his avenue. The reason why it can be successful is that it is repeated practice. Use the most stupid way to master this symbol.

Still with the index finger, touch the starting point of this character. Make the entire school ground, everyone is holding a breath.

Only a moment, the **** of the sect, has begun to resonate with this. Then his consciousness was once again forced out.

But this time, it is no longer a stone tablet, to watch the various natures and phenomena between the heavens and the earth, but a dreamlike dream. Make his consciousness completely indulge.

I don't know how long it took, when Zong Shou returned to God, there were two tears in his eyes.

In the meantime, Zong Shou seems to have experienced the life of an old man. The rise and fall of the home country and the rise and fall of life in just a few decades.

"It turns out that this word is really simple, but it is so simple!"

Dumbfounding laughter, Zong Shou can't tell himself what he is at the moment. The hostility to Lingyunzong suddenly disappeared a lot.

He did not know the Lingyun ancestor, put down the little Luo Tianjian array, set up these twelve Tianfu monuments, in the end is what it meant.

However, today, his sect is also more or less, and he has benefited from this ancient man.

The eleventh day, the eleven illusions, the true meaning of the symbol, although he has mastered it, it is not without benefits.

And this word of operation, what he realized at this time, is only the most superficial meaning. But it can make him really step in, this is the most unpredictable, but also the door of the avenue!

"The sorrows of sorrows and sorrows, the blessings of sorrows and sorrows. The ignorance of the sorrows of the sorrows of the sorrows of the sorrows of the sorrows of the sorrows.

"Knowing its male, keeping its female, is the world's brook; knowing its glory, keeping its humiliation, for the valley of the world; knowing its white, keeping its black, for the world!"

"There is no way to save the blessing, but the self calls. The report of good and evil is like a shadow!"

Heaven is natural, and the so-called transportation is also within the heavens. But often because of the natural cosmic environment, it is unpredictable. People have long been confused about the blessings of destiny, and the misfortunes and blessings in destiny are dependent on each other, just as the human nature's righteousness, evil, and evil change.

Therefore, "the root of the evil lies in the evil of the body, the evil of the mind; the foundation of the blessing lies in the repair of the good deeds and the good deeds."

- Can this word be true, is it so simple?

Zong Shou sneered, and if I feel that I am in your door, I am afraid that this life will be difficult to master this fortune.

Like this world, everyone is doing good, is it not the world, no more disasters?

Just now, it doesn't have to go too far. When he was just a little spiritual master who had just settled his mind, he wouldn’t even have a life-saving life. Why do you need to go to the road to see what is true? Also not qualified to pursue, just follow the meaning of the Lingyun founder.

Blood marks follow the nicks and stretch. In the past, this ‘transport’ character has been used for nearly a thousand times. This world is a real understanding of this. Every song that makes Zong Shou at this moment is a strong bone, agile and elegant, and it is natural, and there is no ugly feeling before half a minute.

And when the last stroke, when painted. On the day of the sign, there is no change, only the stone monument made of light marble, but the whole body splits and bursts into a crush!

The entire school yard was once a dead silence, Liang Miaozi's face was gray and gray, and Lin Fei's look was dignified.

The songs under Shitai have rhymes, but they are simply stunned, and they speak very quietly.

"It was really painted by him. It is obviously impossible. My father said that under the Japanese tour, it is impossible to touch the way of fortune. Not to mention the day trip, even if it has molded a 'real shape', there is no such thing. We are all able to resist. We are all ants under the avenue, how can we touch this real heaven and earth? And this guy's character brushwork, only actually enter the country, really envy the dead. Damn, the word monument, I will later Where do you want to learn this meaning? Do you have to go to the other four cloud land, or the cloud house of Ling Yunzong -"

Next to the teenager, I heard a brow. The surface flashed slightly, and he shook his head.

He still doesn't understand the meaning of the song in the rhyme, but knows that the dry Tianshan son on this station seems to have done a very bad thing.

Zong Shou took the last stroke and maintained a half-heart. In this broken stone monument, it is also a warm current, from his fingertips into the body, straight into the gods.

However, the amount of this time is nearly ten times larger than the inflow of the previous eleven monuments.

Zong Shou is also aware of these warm currents, what is it.

"Is it a rune, is it a kind of heavenly spirit? So, the coldness of the eighteen swords should not be what I expected -"

Mindfulness turns slightly, and Zong Shou wakes up. Looking at the front, the gravel of the earth, and the still silent silent stage. Immediately, I only feel that my heart is clear and I am exhausted.

"Shuang!"

A soft smile, Zong Shou double eyebrows flying, slightly revealing the color of joy.

I have long wanted to suppress the arrogance of Lingyunzong. Although the past life was in the virtual fantasy territory, killing countless Lingyun disciples, but still can not hurt the fundamental.

But I don't care about this world. Before I was born, I was able to live a lifelong wish.

"This is the Xiaoluojian array that is said to be unbreakable? No one can live in the 12th day? Lingyunzong 30,000 disciples, is it not as good as my waste, hehe-"

With a sneer, the words of Zong Shou ended abruptly. Think of the gift of the Lingyun founder in his body. More ugly words~www.novelmtl.com~ Still can't say it.

Next to Lin Fei's face changed slightly, and after a while, he returned to calm: "In the past, the ancestors had words, these eighteen swords, twelve days of the **** monument. Can achieve one of them, but can teach the children. If you can do both, you can enter the ancestral hall for three years after ten years. How about the world?"

The line of sight under the stage turned into a calm moment. They all looked silent and waited for the choice of Zong Shou.

Knowing this thin teenager, today only a word can be above the crowd.

The three words of Zu Shi Tang are even more indescribable.

In the distance, the Liang Miaozi is more clenched with double fists, and the knuckles are bursting, and the look is uncertain.

- In this world, there are actually martial arts spiritual methods, all of whom are talented. However, this talented talent is so beautiful that it appears in this son!

Zong Shou is also a micro-shock in his heart, and he is hesitant in his mind.

Three years in the Lingyun Zongzu Shitang? Actually, are there such good things?

Ling Yunzong's ancestral hall, which is one of the ten holy places in the cloud world. Although it is the last row, it has also gathered the essence of the martial arts and souls of various generations of genius characters since Lingyunzong Wanzhai, and countless people have become more and more popular.

The twelve-day character here, Xiao Luotianjian array, although it is also extraordinary, can be compared to the martial arts spiritual methods in the Holy Land, but it is the most superficial method.

Swallowing and swallowing, Zong Shou is a bit drooling. But the next moment, his sight, touched Yin Yang and Chu Xue in the bottom, and suddenly secretly laughed at himself.

"Zu Shi Tang? It's really a little heart-warming. It's just that I keep it. I don't have such a thick face. Today, it has been turned into a waste, and it is not necessarily necessary to go under the cloud Lingzong. Anyway, my body of the two veins, Can you not be right?"