Vol 2 Chapter 3659: Changlin Pavilion (粽子节加更)

Where did Xiao Hua know that there was a monk in the Tianmeng, he had to answer: "Oh, Xiaomou is just a loose repair. How can I know what predecessors in Xianmeng have?"
"Well, that's just right! Barren teaches you a clever thing!" Hong Qing hurriedly lowered his voice. "When you come out from Changlin Pavilion, you may wish to go to the eighth floor. Sometimes, some predecessors will If you see them on the ninth floor, if you see them, you will immediately smash your head, and your nose will be a tearful one. You will be miserable about your life. You can’t have your predecessors pity you. of!"
"Grandma's, why don't you go?" Xiao Hua laughed and laughed.
"Hey, look at the barren..." Hong Qing raised his arm and turned around. "How to say poor, not like a poor-born person!"
Between the talks, I have already reached the side of the mountain. There are still about a hundred feet from the mountain peak. "Brush..." But seeing the place where Xiaohua’s eyes are flush, a rune-like rune is born, and then the eyes suddenly expand and become a foot. There are dozens of sized grids, a strong and sturdy gas monk smiles and stands on the side of the plaid, quietly watching Xiao Hua and Hong Qing approaching.
"Xiao Daoyou..." Hong Qing said unceremoniously, "I just didn't ask you? Why didn't the monks fly outside the mountain? At this time, the poor told you, because the bidding peak of Wuhu City is made by the transmission array. The monks are not allowed to fly outside the mountain."
"Is there a transmission array between the layers?" Xiao Hua was surprised and shouted. "I don't have so many transmissions!"
"Is the predecessor a monk of the Xianxian League?" The monk who listened to Xiaohua listened to Xiao Hua’s guilty conscience and smiled. "Is the predecessor going to the sixth floor?"
Xiao Hua did not understand why the gas monk was so saying that he was asking, before Hong Qing took a few steps, familiar with the road: "Xiao Daoyou and the poor to go to the fifth floor of Changling Pavilion!"
"Oh, the predecessor please..." The gas monk nodded, raised his hand and took out a magic weapon like an awl. During the swing, one of the several lattices flew out, and the rapid rotation became a simple transmission channel. .
"Well, poor first..." Hong Qing said, he has already stepped into the transmission channel, and then he turned his head to Xiao Huadao. "You handed the spar to the guard of Wuhu City!"
"Ah?" Xiaohua stunned. It was really a dumbfounding. Looking at the glory of the transmission channel, the body shape of Hong Qing’s fat body was obscured, and disappeared in a moment.
"Grandma's, I don't know this shameless fat man!" Xiao Hua took a sip and turned to leave.
"Predecessors..." The gas monk did not dare to leave his job to stop Xiao Hua, but cried bitterly. "But it is the two undersparing stones. If the predecessors feel that it is not appropriate, just the predecessor. Spar, the younger generation is out for him!"
Xiao Hua certainly can't go. He looked at a savvy monk. He took two pieces of spar from the storage ring and threw it to the gas-filled monk. "But, give it to you! The old man just joked with you." !"
"Hey, the younger generation knows that the predecessors are teasing the younger generations! Please..." The qiqi monks rushed to collect the spar, and released a transmission channel respectfully, please Xiaohua.
Xiao Hua stepped into the transmission channel and suddenly thought about it. He hurriedly asked: "Right, why did you just ask the old man to go to the sixth floor?"
"Oh, the younger generation thought that the predecessors were with..." The words of the qiqi monk did not finish, the transmission channel had been stimulated, and Xiao Hua felt that the light and shadow had flashed, the figure was first sinking, and then he saw the face of Hong Qing’s monk with a smile. Intention, standing in front of his own eyes, of course, at this time the famous cat is also taken in his hands.
I know that Hong Qing is ready to speak to himself. Of course, Xiao Hua is too lazy to ask, look around, like a silver dragon-like passage. Many monks walked out of the aperture and asked: "Changlin Pavilion Where is it?"
Hong Qing sees Xiao Hua without asking, smiles and accepts the tiger, and raises his hand and points to the silver trail: "Where can you? You didn't see it? This fifth layer of monks went there. Going there today! It seems to be the last day. I don’t know if the method of Linggen’s selection can be used. If it can be used, the poor will be afraid of bidding at all costs!

Said, Hong Qing's small eyes turned, but also looked at Xiao Hua.
When Xiao Hua saw it, he hurriedly flashed his body and looked at the left side: "Well, what Linggen and Xiaomou did not do, Xiaomou went to look elsewhere!"
"Daoyou, look at you..." Hong Qing hurriedly laughed. "What do you think of barrenness? The barrenness is just to get some rations for the tyrants. Why should you take it seriously? The law is still unclear about the use of barrenness! The barrenness is just to see the good friends in the road, just want to help the friends, it is said that the jade is one of the ten best spar, thinking of the poor, the Taoist is not enough. Inferiority can be put together with a few top quality spars, and when you look at the poor, you will see it!"
"Forget it!" Xiao Hua did not care about the hand, "Xiao Mou did not intend to bid, do not help friends!"
After that, Xiao Hua followed the two monks who had just come out of the transmission channel and went to the end of the silver trail. Hong Qing did not give up, but Xiao Xiao's footsteps behind Xiao Hua, and a small voice persuaded: "Xiao Daoyou, but it is ten best spar, you are a very famous monk of the Xianxian League, how could it not be... ..."
Along the way, Hong Qing is like a village woman who has been abandoned. She chats in Xiaohua’s ear. It seems that if Xiao Hua does not bid for a Lingen selection method, he will not let him see it. He will never give up. ! In the end, Xiao Hua simply closed his mind and watched as more and more monks marched forward.
Not at the end of the silver trail, just in the space left by Xiao Hua's left hand, a pavilion with splashes of ink painted in the mountain wind. On the screen, the words "Changlin Pavilion" flashed golden light! Seeing the monk in front of the head into the picture, Xiao Hua also walked over, seeing the splash of ink hitting his body, a halo like a lake, Xiao Hua is already in front of a tall pavilion!
This pavilion has three floors, and the color is bamboo green. From the outside, it looks like the entire pavilion is made of bamboo. However, this bamboo is pure in color and looks like a jade stone. It is obviously not a bamboo outside the city of Wuhu!
Xiao Hua just showed his physique, and he saw a lot of monks in front of his own. Although this Changlin Pavilion has already stimulated the space law, it still looks crowded! Waiting for Xiao Hua to listen to the view, a burst of noisy arguments fell into his ears.
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