Vol 3 Chapter 3: Can cut the demon with the same question

After Mo Lao left the chapel, he opened a trick to inspire his blood and save time. The pattern painted on him by the master of the middle school was as if he had come alive. He was wrapped by Chimang, and suddenly burst. The clouds are heading in one direction at a rapid speed.
Only a day later, he returned to Shen Fang Guo, which was ten thousand miles away. At this time, the pattern was dim, and the bright colors had become extremely pale, as if he had been plastered with plaster.
He sighed: "This drawing is a good thing, we just flew in the air, it is almost comparable to the spiritual Xuanshi. This order must be before everyone, when we can get a lot of blood medicine, the next time Would you like to try to paint some more ... "
However, thinking of the eyes in the Sufeng Xue Palace that were higher than Ding Xuanshi and the price he needed to pay, he couldn't help sighing, and secretly said, "I still have too few black masters in Moyitai. Otherwise, I can ask them to sell. "
The middle school of Shen Fang, there are Moyitai, Sufengtai, Caiyetai and Gangetai four university palaces, each of which has a big Xuanshi seat, but each has a different role, the learning of Moyi is good at assassination investigation, Gangezhi Learning is the science of conquering and killing, the method of mining, the study of medicine and stone medicine, the study of the elementary wind, and the method of drawing symbols.
Twenty-four schools are not separated from each other. There are mysterious masters in Mo Yi Tai, but most of them are put on the side by the palace master.
At the time of thinking, a big city appeared in front of it. This city stands on the Pingyang Great Plains, leans against Laoshan Mountain, south of Baishui, and the palace is magnificent. It has great regulations. There are six hills and eight ponds in the city, 13 large platforms, and the city is outside There are countless separate palaces.
Before he entered the city, he glanced a little, his figure slowly dropped, just before he left the palace.
At this point, he no longer needs to hide his identity, remove the blood that was originally hidden in the marrow, his eyes changed from turbid to clear, and his pale hair must slowly turn back to black. The dry and thin body is gradually full and straight. It's just a moment when I got up, and I was still in the prime of life.
The waiter in front of the knocking door met him, bowed down, and said, "Wen Xue returned from school."
"Wen" is his real name, and "Mo" means that he learned the law at Moyitai. Only when he has attained the general knowledge, can he call "go to school", but this is not a palace master and he cannot teach on the stage. Just a school bond.
Mo Wen took out the token and entered the palace. After passing the fore court, he picked up the ranks, stepped off the stage, and came over to the maid to lead him into a soup pond. First, he combed his hair and used a potion. Peel off the layers of the body pattern, then bathe and change clothes, change out of an ink robe.
At this time, his own waiter led the way and took him to the front of a stone pavilion. The floor was polished and smooth, and there were dozens of golden birds hanging on the sun brazier on the top. The gold ponds on both sides were bright and abnormal, but the front was large. Lacquered lacquer with Fengxing Xuanlong painted on it.
When he got here, he looked completely, his hands stretched out together, worshiped him, and said, "Go to school, inscription, go to school, complete the order, and submit to Taiwan."
He held up a piece of polished fine nails in his hand, and someone immediately took it forward, turned over a stone screen, and hung the piece of nails on a large wall. Thousands of pieces of nails were made up, but at this moment there were dozens more than a corner.
Wu Mowen waited for a while, and an old man in black robe came to him. He couldn't help but look up, and then hurriedly bowed down, saying: "I went to school Mowen, and I saw the palace master."
The old man looked solemnly and said, "Wen Shu goes to school, you are the first one to return the order. The Great Palace Master wants to see you. Come with me." Then he turned and left.
Qi Mowen trembled and said, "Yes." He took a few steps and kept up with the old man.
One day later, over the east and the north sea, the floating peaks of the floating island with palace palaces have risen and surrounded the sky.
These things are all the small factions of Donghua brought from Donghuazhou, right to settle in front of the eyes.
虽 Although this group of monks are not high, but at this time they are backing up to the sky array, and they are not afraid of being attacked by foreign enemies.
Zhang Yan sits in a palace, and as the dozens of disciples from Shaoqing come back, he gradually understands the surrounding situation.
世界 This world, there are still wild areas, people, miscellaneous places, strange and strange species are countless,
The place under his feet is called Donghuang. This place is more than several times larger than Jiuzhou. After East goes to the sea, it seems to have no end.
In this barren land, the humane nations just curled up in a small area to thrive, and most of them were taken up by that demon monster, and there were even non-human tribal races, all of whom regarded human race as Animal slaves, every once in a while, rushed into the eastern wasteland and looted wildly.
Fortunately, among the nations, there is the support of the mysterious princes, and it is not that they have no power to fight back. Against a certain alien alone, in most cases, they can gain the upper hand.
However, because the number of aliens is far greater than that of a hundred countries, some princes in foreign borders had to marry and intermarry with aliens to calm down the trouble.
This is just on the surface. In the Eastern Wasteland, there are many ancient demon saints. If such a demon comes to make waves, although the Eastern Wasteland countries can also try to block it, if the Xuanshi in the middle school suffered too much casualty, do n’t say Fighting with other races may even be annexed by other countries. Therefore, these demons have a small sacrifice every one hundred years and a thousand years of big blessings. They only want one.
In general, the humanitarian nations in the mountains and seas are on the weak side, and may even be in danger of dying at any time, far from being comparable to Jiuzhou.
He thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe the situation can be opened from here."
Together with the heads of Qin and Yue, they discussed the meaning of God together, and after a short time, they retreated and took care of the following humane: "Please bring here the real people of Ning, Tao, and the real blood Zongwen . "
After a while, Ning Chongxuan, Tao Zhenhong and Wen Qingxiang came to the tower.
After seeing the ceremony, Zhang Yan asked them to sit down and tossed out three pieces of jade Jane, saying, "Here is the general state of the eastern wasteland and wasteland, three of them please watch it."
After each of the three men had watched each other, Ning Chongxuan prefaced: "The master of the palace called me here, as there are already countermeasures, I don't know what to do when I wait for it?"
Zhang Yan smiled slightly and said: "After all, my monk Jiuzhou came from another realm, not the indigenous people here. When he came up, he invaded the realm, which will inevitably cause hostility in this realm. If he can form a party, he can take one. Righteousness will make life much easier in the future. "
Tao Taozhen said: "Does a real person want to make a good relationship with the Eastern Wasteland?"
Zhang Yan nodded and said, "The monster monster is strange. It is incompatible with me, but it occupies most of the land in the eastern wasteland. If I want to re-open the mountain gate here, I can't get around this generation. The Eastern Wasteland nations are all human races. They are both wearing heaven and earth and clearing up and descending. If they can help each other, it will be beneficial to both sides. Only I and the Eastern Wasteland nations are not familiar with each other. He has doubts and will not allow me easily. "
All three agreed, and when they were in Jiuzhou, if someone came out of the world, even if they didn't say anything on the surface, they must be vigilant. In the past, the monk also passed the theory of field theory and stayed there. After hundreds of thousands of years, it was gradually accepted by monks in Xizhou.
Zhang Yan looked at the three of them and said, "So if I want to make friends with them, I need to give a sincerity first."
Sui Ning Chongxuan groaned, his eyes appeared cold, and he said, "Ancient demon."
Zhang Yan nodded and smiled, and said, "If I can send an ancient demon, I will know my sincerity."
He shook his sleeves, and three spells floated out. "This is a land in the eastern wasteland, with two ancient demon entangled. Three people can try to get it."
Having said that, he glanced at the three of them and said, "The power of the ancient demon is not under the ordinary cave monk. The three mana have not been exhausted. If there is any magic weapon to be borrowed in this battle, I can mention it first. Try to allocate. "
Sui Ning Chongxuan and Tao Zhenren are silent. They have their own magic weapon, so they don't need to carry more.
Wen Qingxiang made a note and said, "Zhang Dianzhu, can the blood waterfall give Wen a certain use."
Zhang Yan did not refuse, as soon as he threw his sleeves, a gush of blood poured out, and said, "Wen Zhenren, this treasure can first return your blood sect, and I hope you can work hard in this matter."
This treasure requires blood and blood to practice, and it is useless to him. At present, the two mysterious monks are both Jiuzhou monks. They need to work together to return to the world, and they can play a greater role.
Wen Qingxiang thanked him, and Su Rong said: "Dare to do your best!"
Zhang Yandan whispered: "The two heads are shooting the Purple Chrysanthemum above the sky. If they can do it ~ EbookFREE.me ~, they will get this reward."
All three are refreshed in spirit. The Ziqing Lingji is used by monks who practice daily practice. If they are sacrificed by their hands, they can be used by monks in the sky. Bake it fast.
Zhang Yan should have explained clearly at this time. As soon as he lifted his hands, the three got up and saluted, and then they retreated.
After arranging the matter, he also had time to spare, and began to consider his own practice.
Although his strength is now on the level of six turns, he will not give up the air path because of this. There are endless Ziqing Lingji. It is easy for him to turn around and take this breath with power six. I believe Soon, he could break through the obstacles behind him, and then he repaired the state of the birth and went to the road of metamorphosis. It was extremely smooth.
And in the realm of metamorphosis, if the spiritual practice of Ziqing is scarce, it can live up to nine thousand, but if this spirit is full, it is not difficult to live a long life, and therefore, the younger disciples pray and wish, He Wanshou said.
As for going up ...
I was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound from outside, and then there was a pouring rain.
This is the first time he has seen the rainwater of this world. It is really a barren land. This rain is pouring down like the water of the whole sea.
His eyes flickered. The Eastern Wasteland nations not only had to defend against demon aliens, but also had to face such natural powers over time. The pressure of their survival can be imagined, but this may not be all bad, and the alliance is more important than before. It's easy to think.
Uh ...
...... (To be continued. 『』）