Late Night Tales Of The Capital

South Luoyang.

These young practitioners have not thought about it. After all, it is a god. After all, it is the capital of the most powerful empire in the world. If the devil is occupied by the whole state, it is impossible to invade Luoyang in a short time. Tang will not Agree, the entire revision community will not agree.

If anyone can organize all the sects of the whole of China and gather together in a place to discuss the demon and demon, it must be Tang, and the place where they gather can only be Luoyang.

In other words, the young disciples in the Guandi Temple did not have a choice.

As long as they still care about their lives, they can only follow the leaf shortage, where the leaves are missing, where they go, at least to get out of the north, this is their last straw.

I exchanged a look.

Chen Chenchen first spoke. "We also went to Luoyang. Broke Wangling has its own industry in Luoyang. I believe that it has not been destroyed by the devil. It is a place to stay."

There is no opening in the tube tree, just touched the coma of Lei Tianyou, no response. Just taking the medicine and passing the treatment of Ye Xiaotian, although it is out of danger, but where can I wake up so quickly.

Shaking his head toward his sister.

Yang Wenyue took a deep breath and sat up, looking at the leaf shortage seriously. "Then we also go to Luoyang. You may have to rely on Mr. Yang on the way. If you have a useful place, please do your best, though Fighting with the magic species can not be able to catch, but the usual running errands, sisters can still do."

Speaking of this, Yang Wenyue took the lead to stand up and once again pay tribute to the leaf.

At the same time, including the tube tree cross, other young disciples of Fengleige also stood up and brushed and expressed their respect for the lack of leaves.

Seeing the actions of Feng Leige's disciples, several teenagers who broke Wang Ling, their faces were slightly awkward, and they quickly stood up, bending over, not bending.

Fengleige is considered to be the most enduring self-cultivation sect. It seems that this is not the case.

To evaluate a comprehension sect, the combat power is comprehensive strength, and the master represents the ceiling of Zongmen. The first-level disciples at the bottom of the map map the connotation of a sect.

At the very least, waiting for people to pick up, Fenglei Pavilion is even better.

The game is eaten.

Everyone in the temple took time to rest, and the tube tree still wanted to go to the door to watch the night. This leaf deficiency did not allow him to insist on it again. "Tree cross, you also have to rest for a while, and you have to hurry tomorrow. Your master can rely on you. You take care of it, how can you rest well? From the north to Luoyang, thousands of miles, not so good."

"Sir, I am fine, not tired." Guan Shu insisted on his teeth.

"It is a good thing to have perseverance, but you must have a clear understanding of yourself, or you will be reckless." Ye missed the shoulder of the tree, and said in a light way, "cultivation is something that smart people can do, don't learn fools." set."

"I..." Guan Shu’s mouth is still trying to justify.

However, after being blinded by the leaves, the latter immediately went back and ran for a whole day. If you are not tired, it must be a lie. Just staying at the gate of Guandi Temple, the tube tree almost stands and sleeps. It’s gone.

Slowly walked into the small courtyard, added a bundle of firewood to the campfire, and immediately gathered the fire. When I returned to the temple, the tube tree was completely slumbered, and even the red beans were hugged with a bed. The past. Perhaps the dragon girl's practice is to eat and drink enough to sleep, practice in sleep, anyway, such a long time, leaf deficiency has almost never seen red beans into the set.

wrong.

It’s not almost, I haven’t seen it once. Now it seems that the way of practicing red beans is definitely different from that of ordinary people. However, her no-phase is a real and non-phase, even faint than normal. The situation must be more solid.

Sitting cross-legged at the gate of Guandi Temple.

Take a jug from the sachet.

I took a sip on my head and sizzled hot. This jug was still a few days ago from the wine cellar outside Meishan. The wine was the Tusu of the North, and it was like a flame, and it was wearing a throat.

Drinking wine, looking at the snow falling from the sky, the frowning of the leaves is frowned.

In front of this group of young practitioners, he is a master, a pillar of all people, and naturally cannot show confusion. But now everyone else is asleep, leaving only one person missing in the leaves.

History has been completely changed.

The magic gas invades the north.

How should you be yourself?

Living naturally needs to be alive. With his current strength and the treasure artifacts he has, there is no accident. It is not a problem to live. How can it live? How to live? It is necessary to think carefully.

In other words, it is still your own way.

After the leaf is missing from the boy, what is his ‘dao’?

Be the first in the world? That seems to be the way of red beans.

Let all civilians practice? That is the way of Qian Shuxiao.

Go forward, pierce the inner cage, and cut off the past? That is the way of money painting.

What about yourself?

During this time, Ye Xiaozheng has always been thinking about what his own 'dao' is. What is the belief that can support himself, he once thought it was the mother's wish, and later he thought it was the cause of Ye Zhengru's death, sometimes thinking, maybe it has been practiced. Breaking the incomparable, into the heavens, across the fairy ladder, the more the virtual, the immortality of the testimony, became the legendary supreme supreme.

But these are too illusory, no matter how you think it is unrealistic.

In the last world, it took him a hundred years to be able to touch the immortal side. For this reason, he almost gave up everything, and even the Taoist monks did not find it.

Is it meaningful to live like this?

There is a voice in the heart of the leaf that reminds me that it is meaningless. I cannot become a slave to practice. I cannot become a machine that only knows how to practice.

The scenery of the fairy world, I have experienced it, the beauty of the Three Realms, most of the leaves have been seen, can you really walk? I am afraid that this world, the lack of leaves have not finished.

The end of Luoshui’s leaves have not been visited, and the dragon’s tomb has not been visited. Even this secluded north leaves have never been visited. You must know that the prosperous Tang under the foot, but the hometown of Ye deficiency, is the place where the growth of the leaves is lacking. I remember talking to a Taoist friend before, talking about the human world, except for the Qingqiu Jianmen, I only know about the world. One or two.

The rest of the eighty-nine, I do not know!

world?

The world between heaven and earth?

Why can't you be human?

The leaves lacked to reach out and touched their feet gently. Some were cold, but the snow was warm underneath. It was the earth. Raise your hand and the snow falls into the palm of your hand. It is still cold. After it has snowed, it is water. Water is the source of life.

The scent of wine stays under the lips.

The Linghai, which lacks leaves, suddenly rises up with a heat flow. Tianyuan Jinshen and the artifacts of the river also fly from the depths of the Linghai. The heat flows across the Linghai and rolls up a spiritual tree with a hundred feet high. The top of the tree is that one. Pages of the day.

The book of the sky exudes a touch of green light.

The heart of the leaf is close to the book of heaven, and the green light instantly stretches out the silk thread, and the silk thread wraps around the heart of the leaf, and then slowly enters the book of heaven.

At this time, there is no artifact in the book of the heavens. Only the mysterious texts of the sky are left, and each of the mysterious texts exudes the same green light.

Stretching out his hand and gently touching the metaphysical in the air, the touch of the finger is clearly audible.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling is transmitted to the brain of the leaf, which seems to be in the guide, and seems to be in the test.

"Array method!"

Almost for a moment, the lack of leaves confirms the answer to that feeling. The metaphysical contact with the finger is a kind of array, a very old array. With the power of water, the power of life is condensed, and finally the effect of treating pain is achieved. It seems that the record has long been lost, and it has appeared again in the book of heaven!

The lack of leaves is not eager to see, but frowning and thinking, the last time I have also got a book of heaven, and even got a three-page book. However, I only saw half of the practice, and the pure refining method, I have not seen anything else.

But now, even in the Tianshu, I saw the Xuan Wen, and in the Xuan Wen, I found the array of the ancient times, which is somewhat strange.

Is it because the former self, and there is no real practice of the Heavenly Book, so it is impossible to open the treasure house of the Bible. After returning to the juvenile, he did not practice any other refining laws, and simply cultivated the Tianshu. Therefore, in the Dragon Mausoleum, a single page of the earth can sense itself and call.

It seems that all this is a fixed number in the dark.

Raise your hand and touch the other metaphysic again. It is still a battle, but it is different from the square method. It is no longer the therapeutic circle of water power.

Touched a dozen pieces of metaphysical texts in succession, and all the records recorded in each metaphysical text are arrays.

"Is this page of the Bible, in addition to documenting a refining law, all that remains is the array?"

"What about the other pages of the Bible? Will it be different?"

"Or is it only this page that is special?"

"Or is it your own epiphany? If you realize your own 'dao", will there be a different change in the Bible?"

In an instant, countless kinds of gelatin can be found in the leaves of the leaves, and no one can convince anyone. No matter what the possibility, these metaphysical texts are indeed true and true, and they are the most precious ancient methods that have long been cherished and lost.

"The sea is boundless."

"Book Mountain has a road."

Since Tianshu gave himself a chance, he naturally could not let go.

Sitting cross-legged at the gate of Guandi Temple, the leaves are half-baked in the temple, half of them are outside the temple, half are warm, half are covered with snowflakes, not far from the bonfire.

The lack of leaves is so squinting into the practice, black eyes, from time to time flashed a strange metaphysical, Xuan Wen will stay away in the eyelids for a while, then there will be Xuan Wen appeared.

The text flashed one by one, and the head of the leaf lacked the smoke of the head, and the smoke and dust did not scatter. It slowly changed into a green and weird lotus flower with white flowers and green petals.

The spirit smoke flutters, when the time is scattered, the petals are open when they are open, one after another.

This night, the snow of the Lushan Mountain was at the dawn, and the flowers on the top of the leaf were opened seventy-four.