Vol 3 Chapter 1002: Gossiping and joking, Louvre

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"'Oh, Senior, so coincident, you are also a reincarnation.' Yeah, so coincident '... Gee, this kind of' what's the matter of the sect, pay the embarrassment ', it's really too ... so funny ! "
In the illusion Wang Qi laughed straight down. People around him quickly looked at him with the look of a madman. Wang Qi remembered that there were others around him. These people are different from themselves, they don't have this omniscience perspective, they can see every detail in the illusion.
So he stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "You seniors! The purpose I called you today, you must be very clear. This ..." He pointed to the real elucidator at his hand "I picked it up when I was a kid A grandfather who came to the ring. He was the last Mahayana monk in the old era, Maeki. This grandfather of the ring is physically stubborn-Poof, sorry, obviously there is no body, I am not rigorous. 吭吭Obviously no body, he still insists on doing handyman work, voluntarily acts as an empirical soul, and saves enough work to resurrect the body. This is not finished. Recently, he saved a sum of money just to shoot this mirage. The last glory of Luofu Xuan Qing Palace made him remember-especially when he was beaten into a dog. Inspiring? "
Every time Wang Qi said one more sentence, Zhen Jiezi's face was darker. At this time, he had manifested his figure and was an old man wearing a black robe.
In the surroundings, there is a large group of avatars wearing either Luofu Xuanqing Palace robes or imperial priestly robes of the Taoist priests—naturally, all of them are played by monks of the present Fayuan God.
And they are located in the main hall of the Loufu Xuanqing Palace, "Zhongshen Palace."
Running the train in Wang Qi's mouth has become increasingly outrageous. Now, he has said, "The spirit of devotion to art by Zhen Jiezi is worth learning from us! Therefore, we should cooperate with him and play this scene well! Today, we are all from Luofu Xuanqing Palace! "
What is even more terrifying is that it seems that a lot of Yuanshen Grand Masters eat this set, and even some people have already shed tears of sympathy silently and began to look at Zhenjiezi with an encouraging look.
For a moment, Zhen Jiezi felt tired.
There was a dark master Yuanshen Master who knew the true purpose of this scene whispered: "Sir, don't feel bad ..."
Zhen Jiezi nodded sadly: "Well, even in the illusion, I can't beat the emperor's extreme split heaven ..."
The dark master suddenly felt that something soft in his heart had fed the dog. Zhen Jiezi grinned: "If you can't even see this, then the old man has spent thousands of years in vain."
"Well, this ... seems to be the scene where the old man was beaten to death? And, this guy Wang Qi ... is going to use your ancestral skills as a bait ..."
Zhen Jiezi's tone is relaxed: "Even if I feel unhappy, I can't change anything, right?
"Your heart is so big ... Look at yourself being beaten to death again ..."
"A few years ago, the old man understood that sooner or later people will go crazy-especially in the era of those of you ..."
At this time, Wang Qi has reached out to say hello: "Hey, old man, come here and talk to these guys! Remember, we are historical dramas! Be serious!"
"Here is a little serious thing about you kid, everything else is solemn enough." Zhen Jiezi shook his head and drove Wang Qi away: "You can find a place to wander around yourself."
--Hey, this ugly face that pushed the producer away when I was a director!
Wang Qi laughed and walked around with his hands.
Although it is only an illusion, every detail strives for truth, and it perfectly restores the scene of the Luofu Xuanqing Palace. It also has some appreciation value.
According to his own memory, Zhen Jiezi carefully explained every detail of the destruction of Luofu Xuanqing Palace.
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After the dense fog cleared, all the people of Ancient Faxiu appeared in a small space. This room looks as if it is on a certain floor of a tower, so wide and wide enough to accommodate more than three hundred people. This room has a regular hexadecimal shape with no doors and no windows, and is totally illuminated by a few pearls on the ceiling.
At this time, a strange embarrassment was permeating in this small room.
"Um ..." Fan Zhongxing still knelt on the ground. On the other hand, the old-fashioned Daoist hates the teaching of his own disciples: "It is the way of congenital Tai Su, the one who is too prime, is qualitative and invisible! The set of seals you just made is a strong point Get out the shape of Yin and Yang, and then combine to form all kinds of supernatural powers! What do you need to practice with this seal? Tai Chi? "
"Tai Chi" is the last of the congenital five tai tais, it is the heaven and earth that have been formed, and have a tangible and qualitative aspect. For Tai Chi, the most basic change in "form" is the word "yin and yang".
Fan Zhongxing didn't dare to talk back, only whispered: "The way of congenital Tai Chi, anyway, is also one of the five innate congenital, and it is the same as the way of congenital Tai Su ..."
Old-fashioned, but concentrating his palms, almost killed this traitor. However, Ru Tianqi stopped him: "Do not be impulsive, but here is the world of reincarnation ..."
Ru Tianqi's words fell into the ears of the old Taoist, and naturally it was "our lives are still being held in the hands of others." The people who fell into the sword palace knew that Wang Qi cultivated these reincarnations, and there were regular secrets. If you are killing people indiscriminately, you might be hated. And falling into the ears of those low-level disciples, it became "don't kill yourself, so as not to deduct points."
Wu Qi sighed: "Sure enough experienced ..."
The old-fashioned indignation stopped. He is not such an impulsive person in essence. However, he was defeated by a Jindan monk a few days ago, was broken through the persistence and pride of most of his life, and was invaded by the devil's big curse. Under Ru Tianqi's hint, he finally remembered where this was.
These little rabbits do n’t know what they regard as life, in fact, they are all bait deliberately released by others ...
He shook his head wholeheartedly and calmed his anger. He said to Fan Zhongxing: "Get up. Everyone has their own ambitions, and I don't want to be old-fashioned. I have always regarded you as the successor of the sect, and I was anxious. In fact, in this reincarnation, don't say that if you are outsiders, even if you are outsiders What about the magic road? Now the luck of the outer road is strong, and the momentum is monstrous. You have a good background in the past ... but you do n’t have to forget the wishful door in the future ... "
Fan Zhongxing did not know that the stubborn and stubborn Master Zu took the wrong medicine today, but he still said the first time: "Master Xie Tai ..."
Fan Zhongxing soon returned to the crowd.
At this time, some sect disciples approached the elders of their sect consciously or unintentionally. The disciples of Ruyi Daomen, Mind Magic Sect, and Fallen Sword Palace all had the meaning of leaving the samsara squad. This made Lei Xiaozong, Wu Jitianzong, Wushuang Jianzong and other saints of the other sects look a little ugly.
"Now the people are not together." Xiao Jizong was very dissatisfied.
At this time, Fan Zhongxing's face had returned to normal: "This is not a bad thing. At least the appeal of these elders is not weak, and it can consolidate our low-level monks into a rope."
Lu Tung-cheng said yin and yang strangely: "I'm afraid that those elders will take us as rebels who are not their ancestors."
Fan Zhongxing shook his head: "Do not worry about this. If they really care about the life of their sect disciple, they will definitely not let their sect disciple's teammates take risks-the reincarnation of the lost teammates, it is difficult to break through the reincarnation circle. Master's trials again and again. "
Fan Zhongxing's remarks made many people feel at ease.
At this time, Mei Sicheng said: "Is the young man who wished to be the door, called Fan Zhongxing? I think you have some wisdom. Come and talk about your views on this situation."
Fan Zhongxin walked over quickly, with no humble or overbearing attitude, and explained his views on the method of breaking the game again, much the same as before. This made Mei Sicheng a little surprised: "Huh? Why are we the same as those of you Jindan monks?"
Fan Zhongxing honestly replied: "Actually, I think there will be a reincarnation in the fit period. Only the reincarnation in the fit period will really be eligible to pry the two Mahayana monks who are Lord Luofu and Split Heaven Dao. Battle. Now it seems that this mission is also a death mission for several predecessors? Since it is a death mission, then I think that safety is still the priority. "
"Although the various rules of the death mission seem to be given by the reincarnation masters, this death mission is far more dangerous than the general mission."
Mei Si nodded and turned around to discuss with other distracting monks. Although they promised to cooperate with Wang Qi's acting, who knows if the lunatic would let them "kneel in reality" for the sake of "expensiveness in reality"? Therefore, these people should also be as far away as possible from the areas that will be affected by high-level monk battles.
Therefore, stun a person in time, and then take it out, it has become the preferred plan for everyone.
Just a few moments when the monks planned, Wu Qi suddenly shouted: "The wall ... look at the wall!"
The furnishings of this room are very simple, with sixteen walls, each of which has complicated murals, like clouds and dragons. The sixteen faces strong front, each has two bookshelves. After every two rows of bookshelves, there is another long table. It seems to be a closed study here.
However, if you move it carefully, it is not difficult to find that the cloud patterns on the sixteen walls seem to have a special attraction, as if they can all the souls of people.
This is clearly the effect of inheritance. Some people, with a powerful artistic conception and supreme skill, simply expressed the true meaning of a practice through the turning point of moire.
"Is this ..." Mrs. Huan Sha is also a well-informed person. She vaguely heard of the old story of Luofu Xuanqing Palace.
"This is ... the true heritage of" Yin Yang Mix Caves "!"
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