Chapter 1611: Good imagination

The fierce battle did not last long. The first person to flee was Zi Yunzong. Yun Lan didn't want to bury the saints in the Star Shrine.
When Xu Feng saw this, he hurriedly retreated.
The man in the blue robe and Han Xingshi couldn't wait to see this scene and escaped without hesitation.
Gradually it became clear that they needed to make an excuse for defeat, find a scapegoat, and go back and have an explanation.
After some killing, Fang Baidai returned to the Temple of War.
Two hundred and sixty-one people, this loss is not miserable, but the star shrine side is even worse, nearly half died in the battle, nearly a thousand people.
No matter how you measure it, it is a great victory, but no one can be happy.
Weak people will suffer bullying. What would be the result of the Temple of War without the clock?
The answer is coming!
Wait, the only thing they can do now is wait, waiting for the outcome of the battle of the gods.
Anxiously waiting, related to winning Mu Yu, how can Fang Bai not worry?
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But he believes that Zhong will not leave!
I thought there would be results soon. Who would have expected this to be five days? Only one person, Mu Muyu, came back and was injured.
Fang Bai's expression changed drastically, and his consciousness swept away. This relieved him that the injury was not too serious, and it was not a big deal.
"how about it?"
"There should be no problem." Win Muyu smiled. "Your brother is much stronger than you think."
"That's good!"
Fang Bai's complexion eased. Although he was a cheap brother, he really had nothing to say to him. If something really happened to him, his sin would be great.
The battle of the gods is different from the battle of the saints. Without absolute strength to suppress it, it is difficult to get the other side unless one party has to fight to the end.
"You heal first," Fang Bai whispered softly.
"Huh!" Ying Muyu nodded and left.
It was another three days, and while Fang Bai was anxiously waiting, Zhong Buli finally had the thought of God.
Fang Bai couldn't wait to tear the space, rushed to the void, and was relieved when he saw the clock staying close.
I did not see the figures of Wen Wanyang and Xingshen, it seems that the problem has been solved.
"Brother, are you okay?" Fang Bai whispered.
"Of course it's okay." Zhong Buqi laughed indifferently. "Did you think the old man would fight for this old life for you?"
"Uh..."
Fang Bai was speechless for a moment, and immediately sent a horse fart, "Brothers go out, naturally, there is no disadvantage!"
"Ugh!"
Zhongbu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "How can things not be so easy, and I'm going to get in trouble for you, don't let me down."
"Brother?" Fang Bai's complexion changed slightly, which could make the gods troublesome and not trivial.
Zhong smiled, "It's nothing, but it's just promised to do something for them in the future. The two are much stronger than I expected, but the old man has let you down."
The plan that Zhongzhong did not leave before was to clear the obstacle of Xing Jing Temple. Now it seems impossible. For a long time in the future, Xing Jing Temple will block the westward path of the Temple of War.
"Brother speaks heavily." Fang Bai was very satisfied with the current results.
Zhong Buli said, "But you can rest assured that they won't bother you if you don't provoke Xingshen Palace. It's all right here, and I should go. Remember to think about it and come to me anytime."
Fang Bai said, "I think about it."
"Oh?"
Zhong doesn't frown lightly, slowly said, "The road to martial arts is to persist, and persistence is also a kind of persistence. Don't be disturbed by external factors to make changes."
Fang Bai froze for a moment, realizing instantly that Zhong Buliu thought he was anxious to make changes after this battle, eager to become a god, so he was ready to become a god.
It's not that collecting the power of faith to become a is worse than refining the small world, but Fang Bai's decision to refining the small world, now suddenly changed, will inevitably affect the martial arts path, which is often the most deadly.
"Brother misunderstood!"
Fang Bai smiled and said, "I still want to wait, hoping to become a through refining the small world."
"Ok!"
Zhong Buzhi nodded comfortably, "I read you right, my mind is everything, and you will understand when you come to this level one day."
Fang Bai smiled and said, "So ..."
"So what?" Zhong Buli looked at Fang Bai's smiling face, and suddenly had a bad hunch.
"Hey!"
Fang Bai smiled: "So, was that opportunity left to me?"
Zhong Buli wondered: "What do you want to do?"
Fang Bai said: "Of course it belongs to me, is it up to me to decide?"
"you..."
Zhong Buli was so angry: "Who do you want to give it to?" How could he not see it at this time.
Fang Bai smiled and said, "My brother is so bright-eyed that he can see everything through at a glance, admire, admire!"
"No more nonsense." Zhong Buqi lowered his face, and suddenly seemed to remember something. "That seems to be your daughter, isn't she? It's pretty good, it should be a god."
"Not her," Fang Bai said.
"Oh?" Zhong Buzhi became more and more confused. "Do you want to say that this opportunity is not for your daughter, but for someone else?"
"Ok!"
Fang Bai focused his head, and he hesitated for a long time before making this decision.
"You ..." Zhong Buli smiled bitterly: "I can't see you through. I'm curious. Who would you give to your daughter?
Fang Bai said: "Brother should be able to guess."
Zhong frowned slightly, thinking slightly, and said, "Your Master?"
"Huh!" Fang Bai nodded.
Zhong Buli shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I ca n’t see you more and more. No wonder you did n’t agree with it at first. It seems that your apprentices have deep feelings. It ’s okay. It ’s also a way of paying back his love. A disciple. You decide for yourself, I am waiting for you in Ming Valley of Sword. "
Fang Bai bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother.
At this moment, the clock nodded and things were completely settled, and there would be no changes.
The chance of becoming a god, no one could resist the temptation, sent it out, Fang Bai was relieved.
Zhong Buli has left, Fang Bai groaned for a moment, then returned to the Temple of War.
Now that the War God Temple has finally stabilized, there is no problem over the Star God Temple, and the bells are still away, the War God Temple is as stable as Mount Tai.
At this moment, Fang Bai thought of Thunder King Sword and sword shocking.
After all these years, I do n’t know how the Thunder King Sect is going. I should go and see.
What's more important is that Fang Bai has a bold idea. Anyway, Jian Jingtian and Mo Quli have broken up. What if they can invite Jian Jingtian to the Temple of War?
The picture is too beautiful to dare to imagine!
There is a bell in the Valley of the Sword of God of Swords, and the righteousness is not far away from Chengshen. There will be two gods in the Valley of the Sword of Gods.
When Tang Yimu becomes a god, together with the sword shocking and winning Mu Yu, unknowingly, there will be five deities.
What a terrifying power that is!
Star shrine?
Not to mention the obstacles to the footsteps of the Temple of War, whether it can survive or not is a question, the day of the true rise of the Temple of War is coming.
Wind Rich?
Fang Bai smiled, and Aoki Ding didn't dare to pick it up in the Temple of War.
Thinking of this, Fang Bai didn't want to wait for a while, but Ying Muyu was healing in retreat. The War God Temple had just gone through a big battle and the loss was not small. It is not the time to leave.
"Wait a second!"
Fang Bai suppressed the beautiful imagination in his heart and waited quietly.
After half a year, Ying Muyu finally came out. Fang Bai expressed his thoughts. Naturally, Ying Muyu strongly supported. There were too many bumps along the way. Of course, I could not miss this opportunity.
Thinking of separation again, it might be dangerous to go to Zhongzhou. Win Mu Yu said slowly: "I'll go with you!"
"Do not!"
Of course, Fang Bai could not let Win Muyu go with her. Right now, it is the perfect time for her to expand her faith.
Besides, with his current strength, in addition to the gods shot, who can get him?
If the gods really shot, Win Muyu won't help much.
"Then let Tianxing and Tianyue accompany you." Win Muyu was still uneasy.
"Yeah!" Fang Bai didn't insist this time. For example, today's star, sky and moon calendar exercises are more important than cultivation. The cultivation is to the sage's ninefold.
Unconsciously, all are saints ninefold, standing on top of the saints, think of them as if dreaming!
Say goodbye to win Mu Yu, find Tianxing, Tianyue, Chen Yan, Tang Yimu, and you can leave.
Half a month later, the five came to the Valley of Ming Swords, and Zhong Buqi was very polite to Tang Yimu. Perhaps he had robbed others of his disciples and always felt guilty.
On the contrary, Tang Yimu was extremely calm, and their feelings of master and apprentice could not be changed in any way, let alone a false name.
Farewell to Zhong Buli and Tang Yimu, a group of four people headed west.
Twice before and after, the mood is completely different!
Last time in order to rob Lei Dan, Fang Bai's heart was inevitably a little bit embarrassed; this time to invite the sword to the sky, how could the Temple of War take off?
The four streamers rose to a height of ten thousand meters, and the warships emerged out of thin air, flying westward!