Vol 2 Chapter 221: means

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Chapter 221 means
And said that Xiao Hua was very relieved, when he was about to leave his hand, he heard Ling Zheng just stopped him: "And slow, Xiao Hua, you don't want to know who the old man is?"[]
Xiao Hua’s heart jumped and lost his smile:
The younger generation has already asked the name of Xue’s predecessors, but Xue’s predecessors avoided answering, but it’s...

"Ha ha ha ~ Xiao Hua ah Xiao Hua, the old man has said the name of Mi Wushan, do you still know nothing about it?" Ling Zheng laughed. ~~
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Xiao Hua is indeed confused and said: "The younger generation does not know, it is rude, please teach the Xue predecessors."
"Good teaching Xiao Daoyou knows that my uncle is the owner of Mi Wushan, the surname Ling name is justice, the Taoist friend can remember it." Xue Xue is also covering his mouth and laughing.
"This... Ling predecessors, the younger generation knows it." Xiao Hua is a bit embarrassed.
"Well, the old man is calling you, not just thinking about letting you know the name of the old man." Ling Zheng said mysteriously: "It is a good thing to send you"
Xiao Hua couldn't believe it and smiled: "The younger generation can't expect it...there are things for the seniors, but it's fine."
Ling Zheng will take a shot of the storage bag. It is a large-printed musical instrument. There is also a booklet. He handed it over and smiled. "I am a foggy mountain. Because of Xiao Daoyou, this auction has won a lot. The benefits, the old man can not thank you, this instrument ... and the law of the sacrifice to you, you can build a good foundation after the foundation."
"Uncle, you are this, ....." Xue Xue saw the instrument in the hands of Ling Zheng, immediately shocked sè: "How can this thing be delivered?"
Xiao Hua’s heart slammed, and the outstretched hand immediately shrank back and waved:
So expensive, the younger generations dare not accept it, please ask the predecessors to recover their lives.

"Oh, Cher, this is not the instrument you think." Ling Zheng took a storage bag and took out an identical instrument. He smiled and said: "It is a fake for Xiao Hua... However, the power of this product is not small. If Xiao Hua can sacrifice success, it is also a big help for him."
"Yes..." Xue Xue is still somewhat puzzled, but he never said anything more.
"Why?" Xiao Hua looked at the implement, and for a while, he reached out and took it in the storage bag. He thanked him: "Thank you for the love of Ling's predecessors."
"Haha, this is what my male style dare to do." Ling Zheng is very open-minded, patted Xiao Hua’s shoulder and said: "If there is a dynasty to succumb to this sacred product, I might as well come to me again." If you don’t get that time, the old man’s thoughts are also changing.

Said that the eyes slammed into Xue Xue
Where does Xiao Hua not know the meaning of Ling Zheng, then he will hand over: "The younger generation"
I know that Ling Zhengshen sè is slightly changed, patted Xiaohua’s shoulder and said: "Well, thank you, if you explain it, don’t say that you are going to practice well, wait for the foundation to be completed, then come to Miwushan to find Cher"
Seeing the fall of Ling Zheng’s death, Xiao Hua also got up and smiled: "The younger generation is gone."
"Well, let's go." Ling Zheng said very kindly: "However, if it is possible, or do not use the transmission array, Yan Yuancheng will have some actions, which is inevitable for you."
"Yes, the younger generation knows" Xiao Hua refused to hurry, and after flying his hand, he flew into the air, first slowly flew away, and then felt that there was no lock, immediately the body's mana was motivated, and quickly went to the distance. Fly away
"Uncle...what is this?" Xue Xueyi and other figures of Xiao Hua disappeared and immediately asked: "The instrument... It should be Feifengling Pujia, Xiaohua is even indirect to my miwushan. The grace, but... let him make a living path to make up for it, why... why would he send him such a valuable instrument?"
"嘘~" Ling justice face sè sinking, swearing: "This matter except you know that I know, knowing the truth, absolutely can not let others know and will never be able to mention again from now on"
Xue Xue is puzzled, but still nods, saying: "Yes, 侄nv knows"
Xue Xue’s voice just fell, and a swept it over. From the far midair, he flew a rather wolf-stricken monk. The monk’s hair was loose and twisted. The body’s robes were some traces of fire, and even some broken dongs were just The monk did not take care of this, but a panic in his face. He swept around and saw Ling Zheng and Xue Xue. His face was a little hi, and he flew down. He immediately said: "Ling justice, the old man." The instrument is still coming"
This monk is not a neighbor. It is the Feifengling Pujianyuan who pursued the five products with Ling Zhengyi.
"Hey, Pu Jianyuan, you are not greedy, you want to take the five-character fire as a spiritual pet, but you can't think of it because the fire is repaired as deep, and your special mén restrained the fire weapon has lost its effect and was fired by fire. I can't find it myself. Why did Baba come to the poor to ask for sin?" Ling Zheng sneered ironically: "The poor road is just a self-awareness. If you escape early, how can you take your instrument?"
"Oh, if the instrument is not there, if you have not imprisoned the instrument, why can't the poor roads perceive it? In the comprehension of the country, except for Lingdaoyou... Who can understand the instrument of the poor? "Where can Pu Jianyuan believe?"
Ling Zhengyi did not give in, Qidao said: "Of course, it is possible that the poor road is only, does the Pu Daoyou forget the fire? Or other predecessors of the Golden Age?"
Pu Jianyuan's face is slightly changed, and I don't feel a bit yin.
"Let's do it, if you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, then you will swear by the poor road..." Ling Zheng smiled and said: "If I am Ling Zheng, I took the instrument of Pu Jianyuan at this time, I am only in this life, I will stop at the beginning of the foundation. There must be no slightest insight"
"Hey, if the Taoist friend hides the instrument somewhere?" Pu Jianyuan sneered.
"Oh, if I am just taking the instrument of Pu Jianyuan and hiding it in a certain place, I am just in this life, I will only stop at the beginning of the foundation, and I will not have the slightest inch of it." Ling Zheng said without hesitation.
"Not hiding in a certain place, can you let others hide?" Pu Jianyuan looked at Xue Xue next to Ling Zheng, and his eyes fell on the storage bag of Xue Xue's waist.
"Oh, Pu Daoyou still does not believe it." Ling Zheng laughed and said: "If I am just taking the instrument of Pu Jianyuan, I will give this instrument to my collection of Lingjia disciples. I am only in this life. There must be no slightest insight"
"This..." Seeing that Ling Zheng was so arrogant, he did not hesitate, Pu Jianyuan thought for a moment, but also sighed: "That... the poor road is really misunderstanding Lingdaoyou, and please Lingdaoyou forgive me"
"Nothing, no problem." Ling Zheng smiled: "I didn't know the relationship between Mi Wushan and Feifengling. I thought it was an ordinary Taoist friend. I can see the instruments that you passed down from my family, and... this fire. The secret, if you say that I have nothing to do with the two, the poor road is afraid of being the first one to disagree."
"Whether... the poor road was also a mi heart, and wanted to use Ling Daoyou's implements.... Hey, who ever thought that it was the big water that rushed to the Dragon King Temple, it was damn," Pu Jianyuan arched.
"I don't know who is not guilty" Ling just returned: "You and I will have a lot of closeness in the future, maybe... can there be any more amazing discoveries?"
"No... not to say anything else, that is... to conquer this fire, Feifengling and Miwushan... It’s absolutely clear that the river country’s
Pu Jianyuan laughs, but then it’s crying and sorrowful:
Poor road... ...you have to hurry to find the instrument that is passed down. This thing...it is too much involved, you can’t find it.

"Just... Pudao friends don't go down and see?" Ling Zhengyi's hand pointed to the dong mouth on the ground is very recommended.
"This..." Pu Jianyuan hesitated again, thinking for a moment: "If that's the case, why not go down and see?"
"That... who do you and me go first?" Ling Zheng scratched his head.
"Also... still Lingdaoyou go on first." Pu Jianyuan is very rare humility.
"Forget it, Pu Daoyou just lost his instrument, and the poor road still let Pu Daoyou go first." Ling Zheng thought for a moment and shook his head.

Really?
Pu Jianyuan asked with a smile.
"Of course, Pu Daoyou asked," Ling Zheng said with one hand: "However, there may be a ban within the dong mouth, and the Taoist friends should be careful."
"Well, the poor road opens the way for Ling Daoyou." Pu Jianyuan laughed and laughed. He took a hand and took a fiery red flying sword in his hand. Even the man with the sword rushed into the dong mouth and flew in.
"Snow, there is danger inside, you are waiting here," Ling just ordered.
"Yes, uncle"
Subsequently, Ling Zhengyi also entered the mountain dong with Pu Jianyuan.
However, for a long time, Ling Zheng and Pu Jianyuan flew out from the mountain dong, Ling Zhengsi did not damage, and Pu Jianyuan was slightly embarrassed, just looking at the expression of Ling Zheng’s anger and anger, Xue Xue knew that...the two had nothing to gain.
However, if you think about it, it is the place where the fire is suppressed. How can there be any treasures?
"Uncle..." Xue Xue whispered.
"Well, send a signal to the top of the mountain, call a disciple at home, I wait... I am going back." Ling just said to Xue Xue.
"Yes~" Xue Xuefei flew to the peak next to the basin.
"How is this good?" Ling Zheng will give a hand and ask Pu Jianyuan.
"Yu Guangcheng's Mo Guang died here, Yan Yuancheng will definitely look for it, and I have waited for the previous breakout to be too big. Some people will come in the next few days, and let people guess, not to move anything, around here. Nothing, no one is afraid of others."
"Well, Pu Daoyou thinks very carefully, just according to the words of the Taoist friend." Ling Zheng said with an arch: "The poor road will be with the disciples, Pu Daoyou?"
"Poor road... cough, of course, I have to look for the implement again... or the Taoist first," Pu Jianyuan said a little embarrassed.
"Well, that poor road first, I will wait to see you again." Ling Zheng resigned and flew to the top, sitting cross-legged, quietly waiting for the disciples at home to gather.
Looking at the back of Ling’s justice, Pu Jianyuan’s brows are not so tight, it’s a strange dark passage:
It’s hard to be... the instrument of the poor road... isn’t it really taken away?