Chapter 641: Xian Wang notes 46

Today, this tea is about to say that most of the people are looking for the Nangong.
Qinghong Fairy is no exception.
At the moment, she had to leave, and there was a hint of suffocation in her voice, and her sharp eyes swept across the faces of everyone.
Qinghong Fairy discovered a relic of the fairy demon. It has long been passed through the mouth of Nanyan Fairy, and has been passed down among some elite disciples in the Xiuxian world.
It was stared at by the bright blue fairy, and some elite disciples who had no thoughts couldn’t help but look awkward.
They know that this is the warning of Qinghong Fairy, and it also shows the determination of the Fairy.
"The fairy is walking slowly." Qin Haoxuan quickly stood up and screamed at the Qinghong fairy.
Qinghong Fairy took a deep look at Qin Haoxuan, a faint smile, and immediately the white gauze draped on his body, turned into a treasure ship rising - she can be said that this is a great harvest. Actually, relying on Qin Haoxuan, he slammed the face of Nanyan Fairy and her two doglegs, which made Qinghong Fairy feel very happy. For Qin Haoxuan, it is also more pleasing to the eye and value.
"I will come back to you some time later." Qinghong fairy looked back from Qin Haoxuan, flew into the treasure ship and left a sly sentence.
The treasure ship banged, broke through the clouds, and quickly disappeared into the sky.
Qin Haoxuan also kept outside the pavilion until the treasure of Qinghong Fairy was completely invisible and returned to the pavilion.
At this time, the pavilion was already smoked - the Qinghong fairy was gone, and many elite disciples were also boring, and they left.
The whole return to Tianfeng, in addition to the immortal residence still has a few million years of teaching Tianjiao on the road, are still a lot quiet.
"Old man, we continue to drink tea." Qin Haoxuan smiled lightly, and then took a cup of tea and poured it in the glass in front of the old flower farmer.
The tea is still inexplicable, and the sound of the sky is constantly coming out from the tea, which is dazzling.
At this time, the old flower growers knew that Qin Haoxuan was really temperate, and he was too lazy to be polite. He directly took the tea and drank it. Immediately, the body was full of visions, and even a strong scent sprayed out of the pores. The old flower growers had a more smile on their faces, staring at Qin Haoxuan, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
"You young people, it is really interesting. You are free in the future. You are welcome to come to Tianfeng as a guest. The owner of the bird here - Nangong is also a rare genius. It is very real. He often talks with his peers. Everyone's cultivation is still very helpful..." The old flower farmer rushed Qin Haoxuan to remind him carefully.
"I have an old man to invite, I dare not come."
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere of the old and the young was quite harmonious, quite a bit of meaning.
Qin Haoxuan smiled and said directly: "This is of course good. It is a good place to return to Tianfeng. I also want to come often. It’s just that I am not here to be seen by those arrogant..."
The old flower farmer looked at Qin Haoxuan and smiled and shook his head. "I see you this is not the truth! I see you like this, and I don't care if others are waiting to see you. I will be free in the future."
At this time, I looked at the night sky that was gradually darkening, and slammed my head. I rushed to Qin Haoxuan and said, "Little brother, I haven’t finished the matter today. I will continue to pruning flowers and plants.
"Old man, then I have to go one step ahead." Qin Haoxuan smiled and stood up. Today, I came to Tianfeng, and he also benefited a lot. He saw a group of so-called 10,000-year-old Tianjiao's face, and also frustrated the sharpness of the Nanyan fairy, and his heart was unspeakable.
In addition, I also handed over the old flower farmers to forget the year, and the heart is even more happy.
The old flower farmer nodded again and again, waving to Qin Haoxuan, and licking his back, and continued to trim it carefully in the garden.
In the pavilion, it suddenly fell silent.
"Ge brother, let's go." Qin Haoxuan smiled faintly, and Ge Ducan, who was sitting there, squinted his eyes and walked outside the pavilion.
The little fat man quickly followed up.
Xian Ding, who is guarding the outside of the pavilion, is looking at Qin Haoxuan’s look. He is full of awe--can take out the tea and casually give the tea to the old flower farmers. Can't easily offend.
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A huge treasure ship with a chaotic gas, from the hands of Qin Haoxuan.
The treasure ship swallows the sharp scent of the squadron, cutting vertically and horizontally, and smashing the voids with the flowing water. Obviously, the power is very strong.
Seeing this magic weapon appear, the Xianding, who is guarded by several pavilions, looks at Qin Haoxuan's look even more in awe.
This time, even the two immortals who were guarded by the immortals were stunned. Is it really a crime to offend a big man with a magic weapon? That is a magic weapon!
Qin Haoxuan jumped on a mixed Tissot and directly smashed the waves and quickly rushed to the distance.
Back in the camp where the early teachings were, it was already silent.
The little fat man Ge Ducan jumped down and mixed the Tissot, and his face was full of excitement. Before leaving, he looked at Qin Haoxuan deeply. The strange light shining in the eyes made Qin Haoxuan feel a layer of goose bumps.
Subsequently, the little fat man solemnly bid farewell to Qin Haoxuan, in the attitude, actually a little respectful, and then hurried away.
Today, he is following the eyes of this Qintang master. After a while, he has to go back and brag about it in front of the brothers.
At this time, the twilight was deep, and the night flooded the earth like a tide.
The entire secluded magical demon, in addition to the depths of the endless magic, still have the screaming sound of the sky and the blood of the sky... In addition, they are caught in the silence.
The cultivators who can come to the secluded magic circle, in addition to some mortal servants, most do not have to eat, a grain of Gudan will be enough to saturate.
Spiritual power is like running water, lingering over the body, and taking some dust from the day.
Qin Haoxuan sat in his own clean room.
At this time, he really had a free time, and he slowly took out an incomparable book from his arms.
This book is filled with the scent of the immortal king, which is just the book that Qin Haoxuan got from the pharmacy shop.
At that time, Qinghong Fairy almost lost this thing as useless goods, but fortunately he was inspired by the immortality of the king.
The thing of the pure Yang Xian Wang is definitely not allowed.
Qin Haoxuan calmed down the micro-microwave moving mood, and carefully opened the classics.
At first glance, this ancient book page is yellow, and the above records are some common prescriptions.
But at this time, Qin Haoxuan's body touched the scent of the king, and the little man sitting on the knees on the sacred leaves began to recite the scriptures, and the scent of the air overflowed.
Touching this ancient book, the entire book suddenly burst into a wave of avenues, and the shadow of a fairy king rises up. He sits on top of the books, surrounded by stars, such as the silver river water. The secret of a surge of stocks, a few pages of dried yellow paper in the classics, exudes a breath of the sea.
On each piece of paper, there is a faint handwriting that carries the breath of pure Yang Xianwang Avenue.
This handwriting only looks a glance, as if the whole person's soul is to be separated from the body and sucked in, it is dazzling.
Fortunately, Qin Haoxuan had the same pure Yang Xianwang in his body, and the soul was not shocked or shaken.
If you are changing to other fairy seedlings, you will see this fairy handwriting, and you will be sure that you will be seriously injured.
There are five papers left in such a powerful Xian Wang handwriting!
"This...the next son is really made." Qin Haoxuan saw these five papers with the immortal handwriting, his heart slammed and jumped faster, and the whole person breathed a bit heavy.
Such a fairy handwriting, as soon as it is taken out is a big killer.
After all, this is a trace of strength that the king of the king has survived. If the immortality of the king is sacrificed during the battle, it is equivalent to the will of the king.
At that time, it will definitely lead to overbearing mystery, and the opponent is caught off guard.
Qin Haoxuan’s heart was shaken and he fell into meditation.
A few days later, the gambling of the Taichu and the Zhenyue faction will begin.
For the Qin Haoxuan, this gambling is not only related to the honor of the early teaching, but also related to the heavy pressure he pressed at the casino!
Now that I got this thing, it is another opportunity for him.
The gaze condenses on the top of one of the fairy tales, and it just seems to be stuck on it, and it can no longer move.
This immortal king's handwriting resonates with the fairy king in Qin Haoxuan's body.
There are golden little people on the sacred leaves of the chanting scriptures, shocked that the fairy king's handwriting has a stock of rhyme and strange flowers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ faintly, Qin Haoxuan only feels that he can not control The mind, the whole soul is immersed in the fairy handwriting.
Suddenly, the foreground changes.
He actually found himself entering the fairy king's handwriting, but this handwriting turned into a vast world.
Each of the plots of the Xianwang script is a mountain, a river, and an infinite number of runes.
Qin Haoxuan blessed the soul, knowing that he had the help of the pure Yang Xian Wang in the body, actually realized the true meaning of this fairy handwriting...
Among the clean rooms, Qin Haoxuan did not know the flow of time, and the whole person was completely immersed in the sentiment of the fairy handwriting.
Gradually, the sigh of the immortal king's handwriting was drawn by the spirit of the immortal king in his body, and began to sink and float in the sea of ​​consciousness.
What kind of horrible power is the writing left by the pure Yang Xian Wang.
Even though the true meaning of a handwriting was introduced into Qin Haoxuan's body, he had a sensation in the dantian where the sound of the avenue was ringing and roaring.
The fairy leaves tremble with a strange rhythm, and the secret source of a wave of waves is instilled from the fairy songs to the fairy vines.
Qin Haoxuan had already reached the peak of the forty-five leaves of Xian Miao, and only when the law of law came, it was a breakthrough.
At this moment, it was like a layer of window paper that was smashed. Forty-six leaves that had not condensed for a long time, sneaked out and drilled out.
This piece of fairy leaves appeared, banging and banging, and a wave of raging spiritual power went from Qin Haoxuan’s body to Xianmiao, and quickly let the forty-sixth scented leaves that had just sprouted grow up, and then they were hardened by the surging spirit. Life is pushed to the maturity of the leaves.
On the forty-sixth piece of fairy leaves, he also made a golden little man on the knees. It was the scent of the pure Yang Xianwang.