I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Chapter 2 Visiting

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Looking at Li Jinyao who was flushed, other people including Tian Lingzong including Ji Lingyun thought in his heart.

"wrong!"

Ji Lingyun shook her head and said positively:

"Jin Yao, as the chief disciple of Tian Mo Zong, how can you have such a mediocre ideal?"

"Master, the demon monk walks by nature, regardless of the secular ethics, but for the sake of freedom. Isn't this what you told me when you started?"

Li Jinyao asked back.

"Yes, I said that."

Ji Lingyun turned white with anger.

"But your ideal like this is also at ease?"

"No way, since I watched the novel brought by Ba Shimei, I sincerely want to be a good wife and mother."

Li Jinyao honestly replied, totally disregarding the sister and screamer behind her.

Ji Lingyun took a look at that disciple and said, "I'll settle the bill with you later," and then she enticed me:

"Jin Yao, no man is a good thing. You will regret it in the future ... In order not to regret it in the future, Master can't agree with you."

"Oh, that's OK."

Li Jinyao blinked and said very bachelorly:

"Then I'll wait for hundreds of years, anyway, Master, you can't beat me anymore."

"Jin Yao, you ..."

Ji Lingyun's fingers were shaking. She wanted to curse a traitor, but she couldn't bear it when she spoke, and even though Li Jinyao was quite polite, it was a fact. According to Ji Lingyun's own estimation, maybe two or three hundred years later, He will be left behind by his disciples.

"Ha ha, well, the disciples of this generation are really interesting."

When the atmosphere was embarrassing and heavy, there was a burst of laughter at the door.

who is it? I didn't notice it at such a short distance? !!

Ji Lingyun was startled and turned her head to look at her, her eyes almost staring out. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net

"Master, Master?"

The dark-haired man in a fur robe with a long knife on his waist showed her a shining smile, and said with his thumb:

"Yo, Xiao Lingyun, returned for the division successfully!"

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"Fuck, Huang Fufeng really succeeded in the robbery."

Above Qingming Jianzong Hall, Juyunzi shoved a piece of letter paper back into the opened envelope, looked up at the elders of Qingming, and his face looked like he had taken shit.

"This time, I am afraid that the position of Tian Mo Zong in the Demon Alliance will rise again."

The second elder sighed:

"For more than three thousand years of the Da Cang calendar, the first Mahayana period of Moxiu was too elder ... I haven't seen Moxiu soaring yet, will he also go to the immortal world?"

"Let ’s not talk about this first. With Huang Fufeng's character, now he is full of vigor, and he is definitely going to pick the right way to go to the mountain."

Jue Yunzi looked to the left and right.

"You say, in Kyushu and ten places, which sect will he be the first to visit?"

The elders looked at each other, and the three elders stood up and whispered:

"I'm going to reinforce the mountain guard."

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the mountains of the Qingming Mountains shook for a while, and then, a heroic laughter came from the door far away.

"Huang Fufeng is here by appointment! Where is the old man, Zhu Feng?"

"Ok."

The three elders looked back at the brothers and sisters and walked back.

"It seems unnecessary."

"Fuck, you're here when you say it, is it Cao Cao?"

Jue Yunzi whispered, then looked up and commanded:

"Go and invite Elder Taizong to the main hall!"

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After a while, the man wearing a fur robe was respectfully and vigilantly invited into the main hall of Qingming Jianzong by a personal disciple of Qingming Jianzong.

As soon as he entered the hall, Juyunzi smelled a face and arched at the man:

"Yeah, it's been a long time, Senior Huangfu, did you go to the barren desert to rob and kill the thief? This is not in accordance with the Basic Law."

Although the word “Junyunzi” sounds very frustrating, it ’s not unreasonable. Although the intensity of the calamity of a spiritual practitioner depends on his face, doing more good deeds can increase the probability of winning the lottery. There are so many self-cultivators who brag about the right path and usually help the local community to maintain law and order.

In addition to their sincere desire to do good deeds, the pressure of God ’s calamity is also one of the major reasons for the cultivation of good virtues by practitioners.

The magic repair is different. They will do whatever they want, and how they will be happy. This is a group of people who live in the present. Because of the exercises, they always have no regrets about doing things. They do less good and evil. The more you do, the higher the probability of winning the lottery.

Almost ninety percent of the demon repairs were the most terrible nine or nine disasters. At that time, the thunder, fire, and fire spirits pushed the devil's head like the spring festival, and it felt like God didn't kill them. Never give up.

Jue Yunzi once heard Bai Qiuran said that when the ancestor of Qingming was still in the beginning and when Bai Qiuran had just entered his never-ending refining period, the ancestor of Qingming had a deadly rival to the blood god, like him. Period of revision.

The way that Qing Ming ancestors dealt with him was to suppress the realm. Because of not paying attention, the spiritual state of the demon repair was generally weaker than the monks of the same level, and the demon head of the blood **** sect suppressed the state. It was like It is impossible for him to suppress himself as the most primitive impulse of human beings.

So soon, the scourge of that devil came, ready to slaughter a country to absorb blood, and fight against the scourge, and the ancestor Qingming took the opportunity and took it up.

On the day of the two men ’s capital war in that country, the devil ’s sky robbery came, and the sky of hundreds of miles was enveloped in the blood-red calamity cloud, and the devil was also attacked by the sky robbery and the ancestor of Qingming Then, the body died and disappeared.

However, according to Bai Qiuran, even if the Qingming Taoist did not issue a sword that day, the demon head would be buried under the thunderbolt, and at most it would be the person who could pull up the entire capital.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a while. Your mouth is still so unclean. No wonder Xiao Lingyun hates it."

Huang Fufeng said to Juyunzi indifferently:

"My mouth is so smelly, I don't know who to learn from, be careful when you go out and be killed."

"Hum, should you be careful?"

Jie Yunzi also sneered:

"Look around, but now in the main hall of Qingming Jianzong, even if you are the head of the magic road, believe it or not, our teachers, brothers and sisters are all working together to fight you."

"Oh, I'm a bit interested. How much have you improved over the years?"

Huang Fufeng eagerly held the knife handle, but after thinking about it, he released it again.

"Never mind, this time I came to Zhu Feng to make a showdown. What about Zhu Fengren?"

"When you didn't come right, alas, the elder Taishang was still closed to death."

Jie Yunzi replied with a Erlang leg up:

"So you go back and wait for another ten or twenty years, and you won't have to leave ~"

"Haha, so he hasn't succeeded yet, has he?"

A smile appeared on Huang Fufeng's face.

"I won this time.

"Yeah yeah, you won."

Jue Yunzi waved impatiently:

"There is no liquor for the Demon Sect in Qingming Sword Sect, you go, you go."

"Well, talk about drinking later."

Huang Fufeng did not go out, but asked with a smile:

"Since Zhu Feng is in retreat, what about Qingming Jianzu? I heard that little girl Su Xiangxue said that he has recently started going out?"

"Oh, I get it."

Jie Yunzi looked at Huang Fufeng with a strange look.

"I thought you were here to ask for advice, but I didn't expect it to come to you for a fight ... Well, since you like to be beaten so well, you are perfect. Your ancestors and uncles are now at Qixing Peak. Go to him.