Chapter 213: First intimate contact with Xianyuan

Outside, the snow was bleak.
Jiang Li was wearing silver armor, and there was still frozen blood on the silver armor. He arched his hands, bowed, and his face was straight.
Last time, he mentioned that the armor was removed and returned to the field, and Yu Wenxiu was put into prison.
This time?
What about Yantai Xuan?
Jiang Li's mind was thinking.
Yantai Xuan looked at Jiang Li for a long time.
It was laughing leisurely.
"Brother Jiang should be very tired."
Yantai Xuan sighed. The soldiers inherited the soldiers and inherited the glory of the soldiers. In fact, Yantai Xuan could see that Jiang Li was a very lazy person. He liked peace and leisure.
He likes to sit quietly on a small bench and drink a bowl of delicious chicken soup.
However, the reality made him unable to relax, he had to become the of war, he had to dominate the army, he had to fight for the glory of the soldiers.
Jiang Li didn't expect that Yantai Xuan would ask him like this, but he stunned.
"Chen, not tired."
Jiang Li Road.
"Nothing is stupid, you get tired when you get tired, nothing to say ..."
Yantai Xuan patted Jiang Li's shoulders and lifted Jiang Li from a bowed state.
"If you want to remove the armor and return to the field, then remove the armor and return to the field. Of course, the king will not stop you. The string in your heart is too tight and needs to be loosened."
Yantai Xuan said seriously.
"Go, pack up, and take a good rest."
Yantai Xuan looks like a rough man, but he is very careful.
Jiang Li was stunned, and did not expect that Yantai Xuan would let him return to the field so easily.
You know, the next war with the Xiliang Kingdom is basically completely crushed by the Xiliang Kingdom according to the power of the Daxuan Kingdom. It is too difficult to win.
At this time, the importance of Jiang Li is self-evident, and it may not be possible to let Jiang Li leave at all with another monarch.
However, Yantai Xuan did just that.
He is not just a monarch, but an old friend.
Jiang Li didn't say anything. He spoke thousands of words and turned into a bow.
Xuantuan smiled.
Jiang Li turned around and walked out of the house. The snow in the sky was very cold, like white crystals wandering between heaven and earth, confusing people's eyes.
Xuantuan looked and saw Jiang Li's body gradually disappearing in the snow.
Shortly after Jiang Li disappeared, Mo Beike appeared.
"Giant."
Yantai Xuan saw Mo Beike, bowed his head, and said.
"The king really let Jiang Li leave?"
"There is a great difference between Jiang Xuan's Da Xuan and Jiang Xuan's Da Xuan, at least 30%."
The name of the army is not worthy of its name.
"Can it be done?" Yantai Xuan glanced at Mo Beike.
"My king was able to get Jiangli's help, and the success of the week was already a great joy."
Mo Beike smiled, his face was full of gully, and the wrinkles were shaking.
Under the thick bags under his eyes, a pair of eyes looked at Yantai Xuan deeply.
"The king must not be discouraged. The moment has disappeared for so long. He must be looking for help to the king."
"Looking for help?"
Xuantian Xuantian.
He remembered the letter and shook his head with a smile.
"Nothing ... leave him alone."
Although the letter was torn, it is impossible to say that there is no gap, because Mo Zhou was really away ...
Maybe Mo Ju expected something, so maybe he left silently.
When thinking of Mo Ju, Yan Taixuan was still a little dim, because he really trusted Mo Ju very much.
After all, this is his confidant, and he has always been a think tank and support.
result……
Mo Ju is actually a Confucian and a inserted by Kong Xiu, a great Zhou master.
Although Mo Mo did nothing to him.
But Yan Taixuan was still blocked.
Yantai Xuan did not tell Mo Beike that Mo Ju's identity.
"Strength, if your King is as powerful as a King, what fear is there?"
Yantai Xuan is feeling.
"In the age of practitioners, strength is the highest ... if the king really takes power, he will have to declare the world and create the Daxuan Xue Palace, so that the world can specialize in spiritual practice, and start practicing by urinating."
"The more powerful people you cultivate, the more stable Da Xuan ..."
Huantai Xuandao.
This is his outlook on the future. The future must be an era of spiritual practitioners. If Da Xuan wants to be stable, he must have more powerful spiritual practitioners to sit in the town, even as a dynasty. Only in this way can he stand in the torrent of the times. heel.
Yantai Xuan and Mobeike talked a lot.
The snow outside is getting heavier.
...
Jiang Li faded the silver armor.
He didn't tell anyone, carrying his backpack, and silently left the barracks.
He leaned against the thick, trace-filled walls, the mottled ancient walls, as if telling a battle.
Jiang Li joined the army at the age of twelve and is now thirty years old for eighteen years.
His youth was hit on the battlefield, and he said that he would be reluctant to leave.
In the snow, footsteps sounded.
Jiang Li looked stunned, but looked at a familiar shadow.
Chi Lian was carrying his backpack, standing stubbornly in the snow and snow, with a little white snow hanging on his long eyelashes.
"Where the adults go, go to Chilian."
Akali Road.
Jiang Li smiled. He didn't ask Chi Lian to stay in the barracks. Chi Lian was his subordinate, but many of his subordinates now only have Chi Lian.
"Let's go, let's go to Jade Bird to miss the chicken soup she boiled."
Jiang Li rose from the city wall, said.
Chi Lian's eyes brightened, her figure swayed, and her long skirt with split ends lay down, her long white legs looming.
The two just descended the city wall, in the doubtful eyes of the guards.
Spread into the white snow, disappeared outside the original city of Chicheng, and stepped on the snow in the direction of North Luo City.
...
Not Zhou Feng.
Mo Ju is covered with cranes, with two hands holding a green bamboo leaf.
He never climbed at the foot of Zhou Feng's mountain all the way up, but Zhou Feng was very high. He climbed for half a day before reaching the middle of the mountain.
However, he did not give up. Li Sansi said that as long as he helped him with this task, he would help Da Xuanguo to deal with the overlord.
Mo Mo is very clear that this is the only hope of Da Xuanguo.
It is unrealistic to go to Bai Yujing to find the existence of the tyrants ...
He did not feel that he could invite Bai Yujing's disciples.
Besides, Yantai Xuan ate so much in Bai Yujing. Why did Bai Yujing help Da Xuan Kingdom?
Exhale a breath.
Mo Mo continued to climb on Zhou Zhou Peak.
at last……
Reached the peak.
It is like entering a paradise on earth.
Flowers bloom, and spring is the season.
Above the peak, there is a unique style, at the foot of the mountain is the lonely winter, and on the peak, there is a picturesque March of Yangchun.
The melodious flute came.
Mo Ju hesitated, he heard it. This tune is the same tune played by Li Sansi, but ... the quality is completely different.
If you really want to compare ...
Mo Mo can only say one thing, what is Li Sansi playing.
The yoyo flute condenses the spirit, so that the breathing moment Mo calms down and shakes his head.
A flute sound ends.
At this time, Mo Ju saw a young Qingshi.
And the air suddenly became slaughter and sharp, like a big invisible hand, suddenly holding Mo Mo's throat.
The cold sweat on Mo Forehead's forehead suddenly dripped down.
"Aunt ... girl ..."
Mo Mo spoke hard.
But when I saw the the bluestone, she slowly turned to reveal a good face. The skin on the face could be broken, but her eyes were closed, as if with some strange taboo.
Long eyelashes tremble slightly.
The girl seemed to open her eyes.
A boundless breath of death shrouded Mo Ju, and he faintly felt as if there was a giant monster staring at him.
Ok ... so terrible!
No wonder Li Sansi didn't dare to come up for fear of being beaten.
This girl is too scary, right? !!
"A friend asked her to bring two bottles of wine to the girl. He said that she would be bored if she did not drink ..."
"That friend, let the girl be told, save the wine ..."
Mo Mo hung in the air and hurried to speak.
However, before it was finished, a green bamboo leaf had been opened and sealed by a a light car, and she drank it.
An altar wine ... a sip.
Mo Mo stayed blank.
Are you from a wine tank?
After drinking the altar, the terrible power that pervaded the heavens and the earth disappeared.
Mo Ju exhaled and fell on top of the mountain.
I don't know when the cold sweat behind him will be soaked.
"Let's go, so that he won't send alcohol in the future, let Abba know that he will be beaten."
The girl spoke, her voice clear.
Mo Ju was surprised, Li Sansi was a spiritual practitioner in Tibet. Who was this dad in the mouth of the girl who could hit Li Sansi?
Mo Ju stood up, shaking the dust on the shaking crane, and holding another altar "Bamboo Leaf Green", Xiaolong arched his hands constantly on the sealing mud.
"Girls don't have to worry. My friend's cultivation is amazing, but he is a first-class practitioner, but he can't escape. It's okay to escape."
Mo Mo laughed.
Zhu Long's small face with eyes closed raised slightly. Although he didn't open his eyes, Mo Ju felt that he was despised.
The girl's expression looked like a look of mental retardation.
"If Dad is going to hit him, he won't be able to escape."
Zhulong Road.
After that, Zhu Long stopped speaking.
Holding an altar of bamboo leaves, sit quietly on the bluestone.
Mo Ju swallowed his saliva, glanced at the sensen bones on the peak, somehow had a chill.
Originally, the four seasons are like the peaks of spring, bluestone, girls, beautiful like pictures.
However, the extra bones make the painting style strange and thrilling.
Mo Ju was inconvenient to stay for a long time, he arched his hand towards Zhu Long.
They turned around and fell off Zhou Feng.
He had been walking slowly, but always felt the wind behind him.
Therefore, he went down the mountain faster and faster, from walking slowly to the end, he ran all the way with a crane.
Zhulong sat quietly on the bluestone, and the peaks were like spring all year round. Although beautiful, it was lonely.
The girl had a light hand, and a peach blossom floated in the dark cave.
On the peach blossom, there is a drop of crystal blue liquid, which contains extremely powerful aura fluctuations.
Zhu Long pursed her mouth and smiled happily.
She patted the sealing mud and crushed the spirit into the wine jar.
Suddenly, the mouth of the wine jar began to glow slightly, and the liquor was flickering and smooth.
The girl Zhu Long held the wine jar and was ready to swallow it.
But after thinking about it, let's forget it. She was holding the bamboo leaf green, sitting on the bluestone with a small mouthful of fine azole.
The peach flower was stuck between her thick hair, as if smiling at the spring breeze on the top of the mountain.
...
On Beiluo Lake.
Reiki was stunned, and there was a faint low-pitched sound of dragon yelling.
Sitting on a Qiandao chair, Lu Fanduan finally put the chess game "Human Bureau" on the table, and the evil spirits on Dragon Ball Jin Dan also disappeared.
Lu Fan pinched the Dragon Ball Golden Dan. At this moment, the Dragon Ball is showing a bright golden color, which can be regarded as the real Dragon Ball Golden Dan.
A golden dragon soul floated around Jin Dan.
In Lu Fan's eyes, the lines jumped, and on the chessboard, the mountains and lakes suddenly appeared.
Reached out and pinched that ray of dragon soul, like picking a slice of tea.
Lu Fan took the dragon soul and plunged it into the spirit-pressing chessboard.
Roar!
The roar of the dragon shook, and the whole mountain seemed to be shaking.
"This is the imperial dynasty of the dynasty. Da Zhou was destroyed and divided into two, one of which belongs to Xiliang and the other belongs to Daxuan."
Lu Fan's white shirt hunted, floating like a fairy.
His voice seemed to wave with some strange avenue.
Above the sky, the origin of the plane seems to be looming.
As if echoing the words spoken by Landfan.
boom!
The Dragon Soul turned into two golden royal dragon dragon spirits, poured into the spiritual pressure chessboard, and flew to two places.
Lu Fan raised his hand and picked a with his long fingers.
Gently drop the chessboard.
Slap.
The falling chess pieces seemed to be a lock that locked the dragon's spirit.
One lock is Xiliang, and the other is Daxuan.
As for the final dispute over dragon spirit, Lu Fan will not intervene.
The battle of dragon spirit represents the battle of luck in the dynasty.
This is the temple dispute in the era of practitioners.
...
Boom boom!
On this day, the vision of heaven fell.
Above the original Akagi, there seems to be a golden dragon circling.
All the soldiers were stunned. They looked up and looked at the circling Jinlong, Shenjun, powerful, noble and supreme.
Yantai Xuan and Mobeike came out one after another.
Looking at the Golden Dragon was shocking.
However, after seeing that the golden dragon circled for a while, accompanied by the bright dragon's yin, it dived down suddenly, and filled the horrified Yantai Xuan body.
An invisible air wave shocked Mobeike's body, and he stepped back three or four steps.
"what is that?"
The Mobek was shocked.
He looked at Yan Taixuan, but when he saw Yan Taixuan, he suddenly exuded an air of nobleness.
As if ... at this moment, the Yantai Xuan, more and more has a monarchy temperament.
Yantai Xuan is a little bit sloppy. Is this Xianyuan?
is it?
Is this his first close contact with Xianyuan? !!
Golden Dragon is noble!
Mo Beike couldn't help getting excited.
Although he is not a natural machine, he knows the technique of hope, but at this moment, Yantai Xuan does not need the technique of hope, and the whole person seems to emit golden light.
Mo Beike worshiped respectfully and excitedly.
Not only him, at this moment, the entire army in the former Akagi is worshiping.
Emperor Beijing.
The same vision appeared.
The overlord stood on the snow-covered ground, looked up at the tumbling golden dragon, but saw the golden dragon dive down, diffuse into his body, and let him flash a golden light all over.
After a long time, Fang Fang opened his eyes, and the whole man became more aggressive.
Jin Mang bloomed in his eyes, and the world became more and more vivid.
"What is this?"
The overlord raised his hand and was in doubt.
Regarding the cultivation of his body, it seems that he cannot see the truth.
"Longqi ..."
Overlord stunned, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com looked up and looked in the direction of Bai Yujing, his eyes flashed with brilliance.
"Lu Ping ... is it you? Is it all ... did you do it?"
Compared to Yantai Xuan, who has never been favored by Xianyuan, the overlord's grasp of power is much more adept.
Moved.
Behind the overlord, a golden mang emerged, and there was a dragon pillar rushing into the sky.
The dragon pillar is as high as four feet high, and under this dragon pillar, the overlord feels that his power seems to have improved slightly.
Of course, this improvement is not very obvious.
...
On Beiluo Lake.
Lu Fan smiled, holding the Dragon Ball Jin Dan in his hand.
Moved.
An invisible flame spread out in his palm, fiery and terrifying.
Dragon Ball Jin Dan was immediately melted.
The spirit of Lu Fan surged, and the techniques in the refiner's handbook were operated, so that the liquid transformed by Dragon Ball Jindan was flowing, and soon ...
Turned into a big seal.
The soaring golden dragon is carved on the big seal.
"This is the seal of Emperor Dragon. Only dragon spirit can urge it, and those who get the seal will have the world."
Lu Fandao, with a loud voice.
His finger flicked on Feng's hand.
Suddenly, Feng Jian sword roared out and turned into a sword and swept by.
Emperor Dragon Immediately split into two.
Lu Fan was like a glass ball, which was infused into a spirit-pressing chessboard and turned into a golden mang, which suddenly disappeared.
After doing all this, Lu Fanfang stretched a lazy waist and, like a thunder, disappeared in place.
Reappeared, already on the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion, sitting in a wheelchair and listening to snow on the railing.
And far in front of the former Akagi and Emperor Jingtai Xuan and the overlord.
Suddenly a half golden dragon mark emerged.
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