Chapter 30: Don’t forget

There are many other houses set up by the pilgrimage in the suburbs of Beijing. The appearance of this house is not unusual.
The wall of Zhang Gao, the plum tree sticking out of the branches, the tall shadow wall painted with cranes.
There is no hand-to-hand veranda behind the shadow wall, but a layered rockery, full of moss and flowers, and ordinary people can't get out of it for half an hour. This is the only array in the mansion, which is used to obstruct people who don’t know what they want to do from the main entrance.
As for the thief or killer who stupidly enters the wall, it is that no one can die or die.
Here, there is a magical repair of a house, even the old man who burns the fire in the kitchen, and the scorpion feeding the shed is no exception.
In a shack under the cloister, carrying a variety of brightly colored birds, they took their wings and rested, and occasionally looked up at the fierce light, apparently all the demon birds.
The cold wind is rustling, and the snow is densely filled with catkins.
The big bird with a white claw blue feather blinked, and looked at the right side of the corridor with doubts - it seemed like a shadow flashed.
It wants to distinguish it again, but it has no trace.
The eagle squats in the sea, the Golden Age can directly force the eyes of the self-cultivator. It is sure that it was not an illusion, and some people broke into the house. Such a daring person has not passed for hundreds of years, and it may be the opposite of the sword.
Haidongqing gathered his wings and buried his head to sleep.
It is a demon repair, and it is also a gift from the magic road sent to please the Sword Sword. It is raised in the mansion for the owner to amused. When the Sword Supreme is in a good mood, they will feed them a few spirits, and they will not even eat it on weekdays! !
Demon repairs the nature of killing, even if there is the ability to dig the valley, not eating flesh and blood is simply abuse!
Let's fight, let's make a fuss, it's best to make the house full of ups and downs - Haidongqing is looking forward to it.
The night is snowing.
Interpretation of the safe and quiet through half of the mansion to the backyard of the Sword Swordsman alone, do not say that he left the breath, even the airflow is not the slightest disorder, the magical repairers in the house will be ignorant.
Exploring the self-cultivator's residence has always been the most troublesome. It can't track the embarrassment of feeding (no need to eat), and can't easily stun one person and ask the treasure house (only the singer knows it), as for the cleaning in the backyard. The next person, you don’t even have to look at it, you guessed it was awkward.
傀儡 Driven by the spiritual power of the owner, although the strength is not worth mentioning, but they are discovered, it is equal to the master here.
The lake is frozen with a thin layer of ice, and the plum blossoms are blooming.
In the heavy courtyard of the lake, suddenly a bright light was swayed on the surface of the lake, reflecting the crystal ice, and the stream was overflowing, as if the lantern was welcoming.
The release is not shocking.
Knowing that the Sword Sword Lord did not go out, he was ready to grab it directly.
If the Sword Swordsman is not even found in his own house, the first master of the Magic Road has no name.
The red clothes were taken from Merlin, and they had to be light and shadowy. They had stood in front of the water tower.
The blue-colored account that slid the ground fell, and the dazzling glow of the lake surface was a golden furnace with beaded beads.
Legend has it that in the ancient times, the dragon was suffering. It is a thousand years old, cracking its bones and bones, and you can get the Pearl 12, Guanghua Temple, just like a star.
This alone is enough for most of the people in the real world to be stunned, and their wealth is so thick that they can't catch up with the sword.
The long sleeves of the release of the shackles, coveted and rolled up, revealing a strange screen in the pavilion.
The interior is dark, only the screen is lit by candlelight, the screen is made of paper, and a few distant mists are painted on it.
A squeaky sound, the paper screen slowly rose out of the two painted shadows, hands and feet connected to the pole, they cling to the screen, flexible hands and hands, the candlelight is lifelike.
There was no music, but the two dummies began to talk.
"The master of Mojia in Dongcun found that there was an uninvited guest in the West Village Zhengjia to visit himself. Do you say that Master Mo will be happy?"
"Oh, what is this to be happy? Zheng family can't look down on Mo's family, and there is no way to take Mo's family. The two are not good things. No one has more money than anyone else! Come running late at night, be careful!"
On the left, the shadows are kind and eye-catching, and they look up and laugh. "You don't know about it. The person who came back from Zheng family, Zheng Jia is very wary of him. He has become a Mo family."
The shadow of the right side of the face is fierce, and it raises his arm to hold his head: "Is this happening?"
"The person who has the ability to make money everywhere, the Zheng family is a rare genius."
"Mr. Mo wants to win over him?" The manipulated shadow man pouted, sneaking and saying, "Mr. Mo is happy, we are good."
The cold night water towers, the indoors are empty, it is supposed to be the place where the swordsman lives, but it is strange to play a shadow play.
The release was not at all concerned, but also stood there and continued to watch the show.
The shadow of the bamboo sticks slaps into the head of "the other person" and swears: "Who said that Mo is very happy?"
"Hey, how do you say this?" The shadow play is flattering.
"Mr. Mo has been going to the city for a long time, and wants to enter the city forever!"
Shadow play angrily: "Why do you know, who doesn't know! Nobody in Dongcun West Village wants to go into the city, the city is good!"
"Yeah, Mo's family can't get the road and can't introduce the city! This person who came tonight from Zheng family is very hopeful to get the road lead. The result! He went to the Heiyuan Valley where the two villages lived in the two villages. Don't think about making progress! You said, a gentleman who can't enter the city, sees a Zheng family who can enter the city but can't go in, is he particularly angry?"
"It's not bad!"
Release a light cough with the right benefits.
This sound is like a scorpion in the play, and the two shadows are shaking at the same time, just like staring at the screen.
In the face of this strange and terror-stricken scene, Shiyan still looked faintly and asked: "Dare to ask, the two entered the city?"
"Now the city gate Xu Jin does not allow it. If we have entered the city, how can we stay here?" The shadow replied with anger, and the line holding his arm was stretched.
"Yes, from the former city people, we know that the city is good. Now the city is good, who knows?" Shi said casually, "Further, if I am Master Mo, I will only be more happy if I see others can't enter the city." Do I take the road with one heart and one mind, and easily enter the city, he will be happy?"
"..."
The two shadows lived, then raised their hands and said: "Guest invited."
Then slide down the paper screen, leaving only the swaying candlelight.
He has already read slowly, and he has not seen any institutions in this building. The tactics of the tactics are that the North Xuan faction is good at it. If there is a difference, it will not be able to explain the gods.
There is only a paper screen behind the otter, and there is no doubt about it. There is no doubt that it is -
The squatting around the paper screen, down to the three steps, just allows the people who play the shadow play to hide underneath, not illuminated by the lights.
The delicate shadows lay on the last step, the bamboo poles and the lines were neatly arranged, and a man wearing a black cloak and a ghost mask sat next to him.
- This is of course the Sword Sword.
Although he did not expect that the first master of the Magic Road also likes to play shadow play.
No use of the technique, not awkward, like a mortal, move the bamboo pole and manipulate it with your fingers.
Mojia is the magic repair, Zheng family is of course the right way. The road leads to what goes into the city, of course, it means flying up. The spoiled rogues of the two villages lived in the Heiyuan Valley, which is absolutely true.
"North Xuan Xuan, come to visit the Sayādaw, this time there is a ruthless invitation."
"If I don't give it, you are ready to grab it." Yan Jian Zun nodded to explain.
The sound is slightly hoarse, which is quite different from the two voices of the previous shadow play protagonist.
The sword sage is the first master of the magic road, but the deep residence is simple. Just as the enemies of the release are dead, there is no living to know the secrets of the Sword Lord.
To be more precise, the people who let the swordsman of the sword swear out are dead.
- This Demon Lord has no opponents and no friends.
"I have no longevity, I was willing to take out some things to make up for the loss of the Sayādaw, but when I saw the Beads Golden Furnace, I suddenly dismissed this idea."
The Sword Swordsman is so rich in the world that the exchange of this way is also exempted and directly grabbed.
"It seems that you want something that I will never give." The Sword Lord slowly stood up from the futon.
"The Supreme has a sword."
"Obviously."
"I want the bead that is set in the sword, the South China Sea forever."
The sword sorcerer was shocked, apparently this request was beyond his expectations.
"蜃珠? I thought you were coming to Beixuan Mibao!"
This time it was the turn of the release hole, he suddenly smiled: "Your visit to the desert of the desert in the past few days, the whole three months, the news of the repair of the real world without the North Xuan Mi Bao came out, it seems that this secret treasure is worthless. Otherwise, you have a secret treasure, will you not be able to promote it?"
"Why isn't it a cool thousand mountains to get a secret treasure?" Sui Jian's sigher sighed. "My heart is better than him. After going home, I won't be known. Everyone knows that the snowy mountains are not peaceful. I will only find one at most." The good day of the wind and the sun, let his head, not on the neck."
Interpretation of the hand raised eyebrows: "Liang Qianshan get secret treasure, is this possible?"
"Haha, it’s a good talk." Yan Jian, the sage of the sword, smiled. "There is a seat in this place. With his juniors, I dare to think."
After he finished, he read and explained again, and couldn’t help but sigh again: "I saw you, I just want to feel that the real world rumors that you have been enchanted, why is it not true, the magic road is zero, and there are no talents for hundreds of years. It’s a generation."
Interpretation does not answer.
He himself is a Mahayana period, of course, knowing the comprehension of the Mahayana period, the difference is also very different.
The Daxueshan gods are thousands of mountains, but they are only the cultivation of the early days of the Mahayana period. Before he came here today, he thought that the first master of the Magic Road, who had lived for 800 years, was a high-margin in the Mahayana period. As a result, the breath induction far exceeded the head of the aggregation school that was also the high-level period of the Mahayana period. The incomprehensible and inscrutable, the people who have seen it so far, only the Heiyuan Valley can compare with it.
Sui Jian Zun suddenly said: "Why do you think that Mi Bao is worthless? Maybe the news of Bei Xuan Mi Bao is also fake. Finding a fake treasure is not a long-faced thing. Will not mention it again."
"What is the truth of the treasure, even if it is a fake treasure, he can also say that you took it, as long as the people believe, this is it."
"Ha ha ha!"
Sui Jian Zun turned over and took out a red box and pushed it between the two. Invisible strength held the box and floated floating.
The box is woody, a very solid piece of wood. It used to build a house in the ancient times. It is impervious and durable. It is suitable for storing things and has no other use.
There was no rush to reach out to pick up the box.
"The sages are blind, and they must have been tempted by Beixuan Mibao. If my North Xuan faction really has this treasure, why is it gradually fading, or even being driven out of the Central Plains three thousand years ago?"
Of course, the treasures were once there.
The trophy of the Battle of Holocaust, the various factions passed on the practice, the magical medicine...
"I am also in common with everyone. I thought that it might be that a certain generation of North Xuan faction was dying, and I didn't have time to tell this secret. So that the North Xuan faction did not know where the treasure was, and gradually declined."
Released slowly and caught the box with neither a ban nor a symbol of blocking the poison. The look was cold:
"I thought later, maybe I sent my ancestors, I have already let it go where I should go."
With a finger movement, the box opened, revealing a pile of jade cards inside, some slightly shining, and some were grayish black.
Pick up a piece at random, above the ancient text above: "I sent zero, entrusted Bei Xuan inheritance, 沧澜 disciple, Don't forget this grace. The seventh generation of the island of the East China Sea Island is absolutely penal."
The jade card that shines on the lower side reads, "The martial art is cut off, the heavens are catastrophic, I am extraordinary, I can't stay in the world, I can entrust Bei Xuan's inheritance, and I hope that my descendants will not forget. Kunlun sent the ascendant Han Songxian."
The North Xuan faction kept his promise and used the millennium to find all the inheritance, leaving only the jade card that was originally agreed upon, locked in the box.
This is a cause and effect, and it is also the affliction of many sects.
This is the North Xuan Mi Bao.
- Do not forget, after 5,000 years, even if you come up, who believes? Say only this thing, who believes?
- Don't forget this grace, and today, the sacred seas, the north Xuan still have a release, the Kunlun pie, and other islands have long since become extinct.
Beixuan Mibao, buried forever.
The author has something to say: the correct answer to the treasure: a box of thank you letters