Chapter 307: 1.307 Golden Age

Chapter 307 1.307 Golden Age
The drawing of Juxuan Rune requires sixty Juxuan Runes.
And now she has only 120 blank funerals by her side.
In this way, half of the blank characters were used at once to draw sixty Juxuan symbols.
This is the simplest elementary rune, but it took about two days to arrange it.
She placed the Juxuan Rune on the first floor of Tongxuanbao. In this way, every teacher and sister who came to practice in Tongxuanbao could realize from it that the speed of mysterious power surged.
Elementary mysterious runes, gathered here the strong mysterious power, gathered as many as possible into the runes.
In the future, when practicing in the Rune, each person's practice speed can reach one to two times outside.
Classmate Qiao devoted himself to hard work. Apart from retreat, he asked Master for martial arts skills.
Every time the child came out of the Tongxuanbao land, he would be hugged back by Murong Xun, and a group of teachers and apprentices would have a hearty meal.
Later, Murong Xun would leave the child with him for a few days and give careful guidance.
Children's cultivation is increasing with each passing day, and they are advancing by leaps and bounds.
God knows that there is such a terrible talented cultivating madmen and sisters by their side, how big is the psychological shadow area of ​​the sisters and sisters.
I always feel like I can't stop. After a short break, it seems that I will be led by the younger sister, and I won't see any hair.
The gap should not be pulled too far, otherwise where would the sisters and sisters face to face?
Over the years, the little guy has grown a lot longer, and now the baby Joe, who has reached the age of gold, will never be held.
For this reason, Murong Xun was regrettable and reassuring, a teacher's heart, lingered for a long time.
On the Sovereign Peak, a piece of green bamboo is verdant.
In recent years, the disciples of Zongmen have often gone out on missions, not to mention how affluent they are. At least the basic food and clothing are completely fine. Cang Xuefeng has also accumulated a lot of surplus food.
The suzerain ’s life was also pretty good, and a row of bamboo buildings had just been repaired the previous two days.
At this time, the elderly man was leaning on her slump, shaking the fan in her hand, and the fan was still screaming. "Yo, yo, hey."
The goalkeeper's disciples hurried in and hurriedly said, "Master, Master, Master Murong is here! You speak louder!"
"Ah? Hurry, hurry up!" The lord hurried to lie down and asked the young disciple to hold the quilt on her side, and there was a rumbling noise in his mouth.
There was a faint voice from Murong Xun outside the door.
The disciple worries, "Master Feng, the suzerain has been ill for several days. I do n’t think about tea, I don't want to see it, and I look at people who are thinner!"
Murong Xun: ...
"Master, disciple is here." Murong Xun stepped into the door and looked at the elderly man who was "dying" on the collapsed bed with two beddings, his mouth twitching.
"Axuna," the lord screamed.
Murong Xun said aloud, went to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, looking at his old urchin-like master with a grim expression.
"I'm afraid it's really impossible for my teacher this time." The lord said intermittently.
He raised his hand and took a token from his arms. "From today, you are the seventeenth generation of my Suizong ..."
"Master, the date of the three sects is set." Murong looked at the lord with a grin, "Do you know? This time, the five gates provoked provocations, and they have already posted the match. They plan to join the three sects. Fight with us. "
(End of this chapter)