Chapter 45:

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Luo gradually took the hand of Qingjun and returned to the Taihua Mountain.
This time, the disciples who guarded Shanmen seemed to have learned the lessons of the last time. They dared not speak loudly. They only respectfully said "the master is good" and then quickly released.
Under the clear and clear sky, the seven peaks of Taihua Mountain stand tall and straight into the sky. Many disciples are making comparisons in the training martial arts fields of various peaks, and many disciples are concentrating on retreating and trying to improve their cultivation. Luo gradually cleared his mind and did not care about this. He took Qingjun tightly and went straight to Yufeng Peak, but before he came to the mountain, he suddenly stopped.
Qing Jun had no expression on the face of the powdered jade, let Luo gradually pull himself.
The two stood at the bottom of the Yufeng Peak for a long time. They found that Luo gradually disappeared and did not seem to want to go up. Qingjun frowned and looked at him strangely. When I saw the expression of Luo gradually clearing, Qing Jun stunned and tried to say something that he could not say at the end.
Luo gradually cleared the squat, and looked at the towering peaks intricately.
Since he had remembered, he lived here, and for ten years, he lived with that person.
There are only two men and women on the peak of Yuxi. Xuan Lingzi did not cook. In the early days, Luo gradually cleared the valley, so some disciples would come up to deliver the meal. After Luo gradually cleared the rice and cooked the valley, the mountain really became theirs. The boundaries of the mentor and the disciples.
There are two of them, and only two of them.
Yesterday's "Qian Xian San" Luo gradually cleared and did not burn. He knew that such things must be destroyed immediately. He also knew that if such things were seen by any other person, the consequences would be extremely serious, but he was still not willing to destroy.
Probably because he wants to use the book to keep himself in mind the innocent tragic death of the two younger brothers, probably because he is not willing to destroy the sentence.
From the beginning to the end, I have always been your disciple, and the sorcerer of Huo Mingzi is furious and wants me to pay for it. You are still willing to keep my life.
You believe me, you have not denied me.
Qingjun gradually felt that his hand was getting tight and even started to hurt, but he did not say anything.
For tens of thousands of years, Qing Jun was sitting alone in the steep mountain, playing with the same flat song. He played day and night, repeating the same tune day and night, and the once-popular hymn was gradually made into a gentle and indifferent mourning, but he still played.
He can now feel the great volatility of Luo's gradual clearing, although he does not understand why this all comes from, but Qingjun does not want to bother each other.
For a long time, Luo gradually cleared his hand and turned to look down at Qingjun. He said softly: "Predecessors, there are some things to be dealt with underneath, I wonder if you can return to Nayong."
Qingjun Dagger: "I also want to take a rest and recuperate. If you have something, you can take out the name of the drug and I will wake up."
Luo gradually nodded and agreed, and soon Qingjun became a streamer and flew into the ring of Luo gradually cleared.
At the next moment, Luo gradually cleared his toes and went to the jade peaks in the blink of an eye. His footsteps gradually slowed down, passing through the winding bamboo forest, and walking through the flat spiritual medicine field. Luo gradually cleared the mysterious spirit waiting in front of the bamboo house, so he stopped.
Xuan Lingzi looked at Luo gradually clear, somehow turned out to be a red face first, and then said: "What is the harvest this time? Can you be injured?"
Luo gradually disappeared without any wounds. Xuan Lingzi had already used his knowledge to sweep his body and confirmed that he had no internal injuries. However, Xuan Lingzi still couldn't help but ask for the exit, but did not get the answer from Luo Qingqing.
Xuan Lingzi raised his brow and asked: "Get clear?"
Luo gradually cleared his mouth and opened his mouth, revealing a bright smile. He strode to the front of the black spirit.
This sub-Xuan Lingzi's blush was even worse. He fell back one step later. Whoever expected Luo to gradually clear his hand. In an instant, the hot temperature came along the place where the two hands touched each other, and the hot spirits suddenly shrank, and the heart suddenly had a hot color.
Luo gradually looked up at him and said: "Master, if one day I renegade the teacher, how would you deal with it?"
Xuan Lingzi's body was stiff, and his voice said as calmly as possible: "You will not renegade the division."
Luo gradually asked: "Why?"
Xuan Lingzi looked down at the disciples in front of him. He couldn't help but reach out and grabbed the other side. He held the man in his arms tightly, his lips close to Luo's ear, and said softly: "Because, If you are gone, the teacher will only follow you."
The warm exhalation poured into the ear of Luo gradually clearing, and he couldn't help but tremble. He reached out and hugged the waist of Xuan Lingzi, buried his head in the shoulder of the man, surrounded by the faint lotus fragrance.
After a long time, Luo gradually cleared and said: "Master, I got a book a long time ago."
The mysterious spirit is slightly stunned, loosening the waist of Luo gradually clearing, and looking down at him.
I saw in the bright and hazy sunshine, the youth's eyes are like stars, and the face has a warm smile, just like the handsome and beautiful in the memory of the mysterious spirit. Just listening to Luo gradually clears a word and says: "The book is called "Seeking Immortal."
Next, Luo gradually began to talk to Xuan Lingzi about the plot in "Seeking Immortality".
When Xuan Lingzi learned that he and Luo gradually cleared the characters in the book, he did not react much. Because, as Luo had gradually thought, the true self-cultivating people cultivated themselves and cultivated their own hearts. They believed in their existence and would not abandon themselves because of a book.
But listening to it, Xuan Lingzi clung to the of Luo gradually clear, his face gradually sinking.
On the face of the ancient well without waves, indifferent and cold, there was a kind of anger that was difficult to hide. When Luo gradually cleared the last sentence, Xuan Lingzi looked down at him. Luo gradually cleared and looked at him. The two men's eyes met in the air and they burst into a lightning-like spark.
Luo gradually said: "No sound, will you make those things in the book?"
Xuan Lingzi's body was slightly stiff, and he immediately concealed his own expression and said indifferently: "No."
Luo gradually cleared the smile again, and he directly looked up and kissed the thin lips of Xuan Lingzi.
Once the kiss started, it was difficult to clean up.
The two held each other tightly, using a force that seemed to be plunging into the flesh. Xuan Lingzi kissed Luo’s lips gradually, and the latter closed his eyes and kissed back. Luo gradually disappeared naturally. When he told the story of "Seeking Immortal", the fingers hidden by the mysterious spirit under the big sleeves could not help but tremble, and when the black spirit kissed himself, his eyes Flashing a red light, the forehead was also covered with sweat.
At this moment, Xuan Lingzi seems to have returned to the most terrible day.
He stood alone at the peak of Yuxi, and looked at the distance over and over again, waiting for the second disciple to bring back his most beloved disciple.
Xuan Lingzi was brought to the Yufeng Peak by Master, and his master found the mysterious son who was the superb root when he was more than three thousand years old, so he taught all the exercises in a blind way. I gave it to Xuan Lingzi and forgot to teach some secular rules to Xuan Lingzi.
On the peak of Yuxi, now only Xuan Lingzi and Luo gradually clear, then there was only Xuan Lingzi and his master.
The predecessor of the Taihua Mountain had only a life span of more than a thousand years, and because he was injured in the war of the two races, I am afraid that it will not last for hundreds of years. Xuan Lingzi earnestly cultivated and lived up to the expectations of the Master. It was a miracle in the two hundred years of age, and it was a miracle. It also made the elder elders closed their eyes with satisfaction and entered the reincarnation.
Xuan Lingzi did not know how to treat his apprentice, so he had to learn his own master and carefully teach Luo to gradually clear. He put all his thoughts on this child, cared about all his affairs, gradually raised him, and then... moved his mind.
He no longer dared to show a little bit of ignorance to Luo, and he never dared to get too close to Luo.
Everything changed so fast, in just eighteen years, too many things happened. When Xuan Lingzi was not aware of it, his most beloved person was expelled from Taihua Mountain. On that day, he left Yufeng Peak and came to Cang Shuangfeng, standing in front of the Xing Xingzi.
"Senior brother, gradually clear must have a hard time!"
The star-studded person looked at him incredulously and angered: "Teacher, you are the elders of Taihua Mountain, and you are like a mountain. How can you squander the voluntary devil and kill hundreds of people for your own desires?" The Luo of the righteous disciple is gradually clearing!"
Xuan Lingzi’s heart hurts and still says:
I believe that it’s getting clear! Brother, you are growing up and you know that he is not like that.

Xing Xingzi blinked his eyebrows: "Three thousand years ago, no one ever thought that Lin Changyang's predecessors who broke into the magic road would be such a wicked person."
Xuan Lingzi is speechless.
Immediately, the Xing Xingzi will issue the Taihua Order, and will gradually recover the traitor Lo. Xuan Lingzi heard the words, and they both squatted straight and squatted straight. He Xing Xing looked at him, his fingers trembled and pointed at his little teacher who had never wanted to ask for help. After a long time, he was scared: "You...what are you?"
Xuan Lingzi looked up at him and looked calm. When he said it, he said something: "Brother, I believe it will be clear!"
At this moment, the star of the Stars seemed to suddenly notice what he was, and he was scared by his horrible thoughts. He didn't let the mysterious spirit get up, and the mysterious spirit kept squatting. After three days, the singer of the singer seemed to be a hundred years old. He hoarsely asked: "When did you come from? Such a mind?"
Xuan Lingzi was speechless and bowed slightly.
This reaction is seen in the eyes of Xing Xingzi, and it is even more painful for him.
After a long time, Xing Xingzi sang a robe and said: "You have thought about the cliff and made atonement for him!"
The past is like running water, passing by the eyes of Xuan Lingzi. He clung to the young man in his arms, his tongue tipped his teeth and slid into it, sucking the sweet body fluid. His nose is gradually clear, and the fingers are also gradually clearing the temperature. It is such a hot temperature, unlike the body, cold and cold, even breathing... no more...
Luo gradually cleared his lips and was swollen by the mysterious spirit. When the two released, Luo gradually gasped and gasped, but the black spirit was reddish and he looked down at him seriously. His eyes were gently kissed by the mysterious spirit when Luo gradually became unprepared.
The long kiss fell gently on his eyes, nose, and face. Kissing every inch of his skin intimately, biting the small earlobe, slid down the beautiful face line, and finally covered the soft lips.
This time the kiss, 旖旎. The two kissed and kissed into the room, and the movement of the black spirit had never been so rough. The feeling of crispness and numbness slid into the brain of Luo gradually clearing the place where the other side had passed, making him dizzy, not I found myself in front of the mysterious spirit seems to be caught in some kind of konjac.
The world, the cliff where the cold wind whizzes, the man lay down on the edge of the cliff without breathing, passing a cold and ruthless sword on his chest.
When Xuan Lingzi saw this scene, the liver and intestines were broken, and the spirits were rushing and rushing, and it seemed to be dying. His eyes were wet with blood. He couldn't see anything anymore. He couldn't hear any sound. He just looked at this person in a foolish way. He looked at the person who seemed to have died, and the pain in his heart. Like the sea, he swallowed him.
The throat was pressed by thousands of pounds of boulder, and the air turned into heavy blood. The mysterious spirit stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the person who was bathed in the blood. The chest swelled and spewed a blood.
He heard that someone was shouting behind him: "The mysterious spirit!"
But he can't get back.
He didn't know how he walked step by step. Xuan Lingjian saw him coming, cheering and flying over him, hanging in front of his eyes. But he looked at this sword that had followed his centuries, and reached out and broke the sword!
Xuan Lingjian screamed and couldn't believe his master would treat himself like this. The Jianfeng wiped the fingers of Xuan Lingzi and dropped a flesh and blood with a deep visible bone.
At this moment, no one dared to scream on the cliff.
The wreckage of Xuan Lingjian made a sound of a sword, but Xuan Lingzi did not care about it. When Xuan Lingjian screamed hard, Xuan Lingzi suddenly looked back and stared at it with hateful eyes. He asked almost three times: "Why are you hurting him! Why are you hurting him! Why are you hurting him!"

The Xuan Ling Sword has no sound, quietly silent, waiting for the death of the sword.
Then, Xuan Lingzi hit Luo’s cheeks. The face with a hint of relief and release, wet by the blood and dust, no longer the style of the first Huashan. But Xuan Lingzi shook his fingers and carefully pulled the hair that stuck to his face.
He was only holding it gently at first, but in the end, he was tightly embedded in his arms.
"Master... take you back..."
"Take you back to Taihua Mountain, come back to Yufeng..."
"Only two of us, we return to Yufeng, gradually clear, let's go back..."
The kiss of Xuan Lingzi gently fell on Luo’s forehead, just like forty years ago, when he saw the seventeen-year-old youth, his heart could not help but shake, he wanted to kiss The child, then he held back, and now, when he kisses again, the other party can no longer respond.
Will it feel disgusting to gradually become clear? Or, gradually clear again, no longer want to recognize him as a master?
All of this, the mysterious spirit is impossible to get an answer.
He took the hand of Luo gradually clearing, but Luo gradually cleared his hand and suddenly fell down and hit the ground.
Xuan Lingzi looked at this scene with a sly look, as if he didn't understand what happened, he still went to pull Luo Qing's hand. This time, the ten fingers entangled, he held the hand tightly, as many years ago, he took the child's hand and took him to practice the sword over and over again.
"Get rid of, Master takes you back."
When the voice falls, the mysterious spirit will gradually hang up and integrate into his arms.
Zhangzhou breaks the cliff, hundreds of righteous monks look at this scene with horror, and suddenly someone shouted: "You just kissed his body, you are a master, you are chaotic..."
call out!
A golden sword light passed through, and the talking monk no longer breathed.
The righteous monk was frightened. Some people said, "This is a teacher-disorder." Some people say "you are disgusting." Some people say "Xuan Lingzi Zun, he is dead, you don't obsess," some say "Xuan Lingzi" Is the sacred man crazy, doing the right thing for a dead person and the right way?"
Then, they died one by one in Jianguang, which contains infinite hatred.
Zhangzhou breaks the cliff, leaving only the Xuan Lingzi who is holding Luo gradually, and a silly Li Xichen.
Xuan Lingzi looked at the two disciples in front of him, he just looked at it quietly, did not speak.
Li Xiuchen’s voice trembled: "Master, big... The master is in a heart, and he is willing to die."
Xuan Lingzi still looks at him blankly.
Li Xiuchen said again: "Master, Master, he is maiming his compatriots. Today he killed so many righteous colleagues! You come to the cliff to clean up the portal. These people are killed by him, and have nothing to do with you!"
Xuan Lingzi still has no voice.
Li Xiuchen bit his teeth and said: "Master, you can no longer be deceived by the master. He is already dead, you..."
"shut up!"
A golden sword rubbed against Li Xichen's face and made him horrified.
Xuan Lingzi hugged the man in his arms, put his cheek on the cold face, gently groaned, and deceived himself over and over again: "He is not dead, he is not dead... He really No death, he still has to go home..."
......
In the small bamboo house, the past events of the past made Xuan Lingzi's eyes red, and the demons re-emerged. He bit hardly biting Luo's lips, his body leaning forward slightly, and suddenly he pressed people on the bamboo couch. The two fell together and made a loud noise.
Luo gradually cleared up, and Xuan Lingzi’s hand began to fall down.
In the middle part, I read the author’s words.
When Xuan Lingzi resisted the fast
feeling, after the end of the mouth mourning, Luo gradually clear that he is dying here.
Xuan Lingzi gently came out of his body, but Luo gradually cleared him, slammed it up and kissed him again. The two fell on the bamboo couch like this, and they started a kiss again. This time, without the control of the demons, the mysterious spirit seemed to be a little jerky, and Luo gradually cleared him and kissed it comfortably.
After the end of a kiss, Luo gradually smiled and said: "No sound, no sound..."
Xuan Lingzi looked up and overwhelmed his own disciples and muttered: "Getting clear..."
The two men looked at each other for a moment and finally started the next round of joy
love.
Xuan Lingzi has been practicing for more than three hundred years and has never tasted love. Luo gradually clears only the effort on the mouth and is also a novice. The two hit it off, and they did it all night from day to night. In the end, Luo gradually cleared the first, and fell asleep. The mysterious spirit held him and his fingers point on his sword and add spiritual power to him. .
Waiting until the second day, Luo gradually became alive and kicked, and he stopped the Xuan Lingzi.
The physical strength of the person who cultivated the truth is really staggering. After Luo gradually returned to the Taihua Mountain, he stayed at Yufeng Peak for seven days without leaving. Waiting until the seventh day, the head of the lord sent a left cloud to the Yufeng peak, please Luo gradually went to Cang Shuangfeng to explain the affairs, the two talents finally pulled out from the days of ignoring the sun and the moon, bumping down the phoenix.
Luo gradually cleared his clothes and deliberately wore a high-necked white robe to cover the kisses on his neck. When he returned to God, Xuan Lingzi had already put on all the clothes, stood in front of the window, looked up at the sky, if there was no sweet taste reminder that had not been scattered inside the house, Luo gradually cleared his mind to think that his master It’s really nothing to ask for.
Laughing low, Luo gradually cleared: "Master, do not know how much the monk who loves you under the sun, have been deceived by your appearance? For example... like the elder of Feihuazong, once used to ......"
Xuan Lingzi was angry and said: "Get clear!"
Luo gradually cleared and flew away, not giving Xuan Lingzi a chance to teach himself.
Soon, Luo gradually cleared to the peak of Yuxi, followed by Zuo Yunmo to Cang Shuangfeng.
It is strange to say that it is clear that the two have been doing this for so long, and Luo has gradually felt that there is no discomfort in the body, but it has become more stable. He had just reached the middle of Yuan Ying before, but he hadn’t had time to make a solid repair. Now, after the double repair with Xuan Lingzi, he has already gone to the late Yuan Ying.
Although Zuo Yunmo couldn’t see Luo’s cultivation, he felt that Luo’s gradual clearing at this moment was more like a mountain and could not be pushed down. In the eyes, a dark light flashed, and Zuo Yunmo asked: "The repair of the brothers seems to have been refined. I remember that the younger brother had the privilege of meeting the brothers seven days ago. It seemed that it was not as good as it is now."
Luo gradually cleared his face: "I went back to Yuxifeng and practiced hard."
Zuo Yunmo did not ask again.
What kind of cultivation is there in the world, comparable to the double repair of a sacred person of the gods?
In the double revision of Luo Qingqing and Xuan Lingzi, it is doomed that Luo gradually clears the benefits. Although Xuan Lingzi will also get some benefits, but compared with Luo gradually clear, it is a slap in the face. If it is repaired for a few more days, I am afraid that Luo gradually clears the direct breakthrough of Yuan Ying!
After coming to Cang Shuangfeng, Luo gradually cleared up his own experience of this experience, and told the sorcerer who killed 100,000 people. Upon hearing this, the singer of the Xing Xingzi said: "It is as normal as the person who returned to the Yuanzong. Gradually, you have done a good job this time, but you have to remember that if there is such a thing in the future, Don't take risks, even if you can't kill the magic, you have to keep your life."
Luo gradually nodded.
However, for a long time, Luo gradually cleared the Cang Shuangfeng and went to Yufeng Peak. His speed was extremely fast, and he could hardly wait, but when he saw Yan Mingfeng, he suddenly stopped.
Luo gradually cleared his brow and flew to the Ming Mingfeng. He casually took a younger brother and asked about it.
The younger brother said: "Li Xiuchen? Li Shidi went out to practice and has not returned yet."
Luo gradually cleared again. He quickly returned to Yuxifeng, and when he returned, he saw what his master was reading. When I saw myself coming back, Xuan Lingzi quickly put the book back into the bookshelf. Luo gradually cleared up, no thought.
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