Vol 3 Chapter 1: ！

Blood Sea, in that palace.
The ghost figure of Wenjing Taoist fluttered forward, turned a half circle beside the Shura girl, and then Zhu Lips opened lightly, blowing a scent of breath beside her ear.
Although the girl tried her best, she still had a little blush on her cheeks and her long silver hair fluttered gently.
Wen Jing said with a smile: "It's really a good seedling. It's a pity to send it to Lingshan. The old people there, but few people will understand this style."
"Wen Jing, the ancestor's sword is a vital symbol of my family."
In the corner, the hoarse voice continued to say: "We have returned to Lingshan, Yuan Tujian is under the control of His Royal Highness, and Yu Lingshan has no loss."
"Your words, this king will be brought back intact," Wen Jing Dao Ren chuckled, and his fingertips crossed the silver-haired girl's face. "But if it is useless, then this king can't control it."
Jingle Bell--
In the other corner, a burly figure seemed to be rushing out of the darkness, and the rough voice pressed against the thick anger.
"Mosquito King, what do you mean?"
"Surface meaning," Wenjing Daoren flicked his fingertips gently, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and Feng Guang Yuguang glanced at the figure, "Not convinced?"
The burly figure fell silent.
"Waste," Wen Jing Taoist murmured, and then suddenly turned around. The gauze skirt danced between the rooms, illuminating the whole hall.
In all corners, the figure of Shura sitting or standing or lying is old and young, weak and strong, and most of them are angry.
"Blood Sea Shura is long gone, and he still holds a sword all day long to imagine the dreams of the year.
Forget how your ancestors died? What if there is a sword, and what if Yuantu Abi are all recovered by you?
Such a sea of ​​blood is not as good as withering, what are you struggling with?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! "
In the harsh laughter, Wenjing Taoist and the silver-haired girl were gone.
boom!
A wall was smashed by an iron fist, and the rotten palace echoed with a suppressed roar, but after all, it gradually calmed down.
In the blood gleaming toward the border of the Nether World, Wenjing Taoist looked at the girl in his hand, thinking a little, and a light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Forget it, now there is no way to contact Master Poseidon, or do the errands given by Lingshan first, don't need to get rid of the extra festival.
‘I originally wanted to train a maid to the sea gods. After all, the bloodline of the ancestor of Stygian is very rare now. ’
Ok?
The Wenjing Taoist's eyes picked up, and Immortal Knowledge swept towards the direction of the capital city.
Seeing that the group of war witches carrying the coffin and playing music had already walked out of the Xiongguan outside the city, they seemed to be heading towards the boundary of the Underworld.
The Marshal of the House of Governors wearing a balaclava was sitting on the sarcophagus at the moment, and as the rhythm of the drums and drums beat behind, he continued to twist the strong body.
The mouth of Wenjing Taoist twitched a little, and suddenly felt that he had worked hard to teach undercover in the West, and it was always better to be loyal to Lord Poseidon...
happy.
...
At this time, near the northwest of Nanzhou Chau, near a human city.
Land pressure old man carrying a big gourd, slowly falling from the cloud, Xianzhi carefully searched the situation in the city.
Perhaps he was too focused. When he was about to fall to the ground, his feet suddenly slipped. The Tangtang demon prince, the owner of the slashing flying sword, and the first person pursued by the court of heaven, somehow fell towards the front.
The land pressure was stunned, but the reaction was also rapid. The figure flashed lightly and directly performed the shifting technique. It appeared out of ten feet and stood steadily.
Land pressure Taoist frowned:
This feeling, this situation of disaster for no reason, I...experienced...
what happened?
Why is it coming again?
Could it be that bad luck is running every day? Or is it caused by insufficient luck of the demon race?
"Humph!"
How can he be trapped by such bad luck? !
At the moment, the land pressure Taoist closed his eyes and carefully searched the situation in the nearby big city. After finding the adult he was looking for, he used the method of transformation and turned into a middle-aged woman.
Just about to rush to the big city, the forehead of the land pressure Taoist couldn't help but fill the black line.
The soft touch, slight stickiness of the sole of the feet, the weak ‘fragrance’ smelled at the tip of the nose...
Land pressure gritted his teeth, scolding a rude beast, and walked out of the woods.
This way, the land pressure inexplicably hit two wild wolves fighting each other, walking, and somehow into a group of mortal robbers.
Although there is no threat to him, but these encounters, it really hurt his mood.
‘Feeling bad luck this time is much easier than last time. ’
The land pressure Taoist thought of the situation in the Sun Palace where he almost practiced and died. He couldn't help but shudder, and said in his heart that the Father Emperor blessed him, and he came out of the jungle a little embarrassedly.
But such minor disasters are still endless.
He turned into a middle-aged woman who would be hit by pedestrians for no reason while walking on the road. When he met two children playing and slapstick, he could shoot a small bamboo arrow into his eyes...
Either that, suddenly a cloud drifted over, and a heavy downpour fell within a centimeter of the diameter with him as the center.
The land pressure was so angry that his heart fluttered, but with the last lesson, he forced himself to keep calm.
He suspected that someone had deliberately adjusted himself, but Xianzhi searched everywhere and found no trace at all.
Finally, stumbled into the city, the middle-aged woman who turned into land pressure lowered her head all the way, silently walked to the side alley of the most lively restaurant in the city, standing in front of the old man who was lying on the table and dozing .
It is here, the retreat of the senior.
This is a grey-headed hexagram teacher who specializes in fortune telling for hexagrams;
A table and a table cloth that reads "Ten Guas are not allowed, one counts ten Guas a day" are all the belongings of this old Gua teacher.
"Cough!" Lu Ya coughed dryly.
The old hexagram teacher did not raise his head, and he replied feebly: "It's impossible, today's ten hexagrams are used up. Guests will come again in another day."
"is it?"
Land pressure Taoist said: "Seniors have stayed here to see me, why not bow their heads?"
"Ok?"
The old hexagram teacher looked up, and the old eyes were confused, whispering:
"Which of you are you? Have you seen Xiaolao and your wife?"
Eh? This lady, you are black in Yintang. "
The land pressure Taoist pulled the bench and sat directly across from the long table, laughing: "It was this kind of disaster, and I came to seek advice from my seniors. I don't know if this disaster can be solved."
The old hexagram master supported the white beard, with a slightly irregular appearance, revealing a little embarrassment.
"Otherwise, this lady will sit here for more than half a day? After this tonight, the little old man can continue to make hexagrams. Tomorrow's ten hexagrams, it is no problem to give the lady a hexagram."
The land pressure Taoist frowned lightly and said, "Senior, I should not show up here for too long. It is better to talk to you in a secluded place."
"This, this can't be allowed," the old hexagram teacher waved his hands again and again. "Although the little old man has no wife and no children, he is also a hexagram teacher who has a head and a face for hundreds of miles. You are alone in the room with your wife. I'm afraid it will cause gossip. "
The land pressure Taoist lowered his eyes and showed a little helplessness in his eyes, "Senior, do you really miss the old feelings?"
"How do you say this?"
Lao Gua Master suddenly got up, and looked carefully at the woman in front of her, "Me, do you know you?"
The land pressure Taoist sighed, with a sad face, but also knew what he could not force, got up and saluted, and turned to leave.
"Cough! Your Highness? How are you here?"
There was a ray of sound behind him.
A middle-aged man in a short shirt leaned out of the window on the ground floor of the restaurant next door, holding a wok in his hand.
"When I finish cooking this dish, wait a minute, Your Highness, there are two tables of guests waiting!"
The land pressure foreman covered his forehead with black lines, trembling all over, almost showing his body, and the sun was really burning the city!
...
‘That land pressure, what are you going to do now? ’
On Xiao Qiongfeng, Li Changshou sat quietly thinking in front of the red furnace. In the dark red furnace in front of him, the immortal medicine that was about to become a pill was glowing.
He was versatile at this time, in addition to alchemy, he was still monitoring the movement of the Black Panther, and he thought about the specific measures for the reform of the local government in the secret room.
Black Panther is now heading towards his own cave house;
But what the Black Panther did not know was that the water demon Miaomiao had already packed up the burden and left this cave house two days ago.
What is the specific reason, Li Changshou is not very clear, probably...
Loved?
Perhaps the water demon noticed that the black panther was involved in the big cause and effect, afraid that he could not bear such cause and effect, and took the opportunity to leave.
The water demon left a letter to Black Panther. Li Changshou did not open it to look at it from the perspective of respecting the privacy of the creatures.
But for the sake of safety, he witnessed the writing process of the water demon with fairy consciousness.
The letter just wrote that their husband and wife had been married. Since then, they have been separated, and there is no need to find or miss Yunyun in the future.
Poor Black Panther, I don't know what he will face when he returns to Jinao Island at the moment.
I don't know how much the water demon Miaomiao left, will hit the black panther, will it affect the temperament of the black panther...
What is the specific plan this time?
In fact, there is no plan. Li Changshou issued a letter to hunt down the land pressure Taoist and disclosed this news to the Black Panther, which is all he planned.
He just threw a big stone and a small stone into the water of the demon clan. What kind of water can be blown up and what kind of wave can be set off are unknown.
This time Li Changshou...actually wanted to do nothing.
It is not that he thinks that the calculation method of the "exhaustion method" is too tiring. On the contrary, this is an attempt that Li Changshou decided to make after reflecting on himself.
【Do nothing】
In Li Changshou's understanding at this time, inaction is all the possibility of the development of this matter, which is within the scope of his own response;
No matter how this matter develops, it will not affect yourself, but the benefits it brings to you.
The terrible land pressure of Heavenly Court's essay chasing and killing, the worst case is that... he was caught by the Nuwa sage to go to the Notre Dame to work and transform a few'instant moments'.
This is entirely within the scope of Li Changshou's tolerance, and even through this opportunity, he can perceive the saint's moral rhythm and enhance his own moral state.
Looking down at your palm print...
This kind of feeling that you don't have to worry about everything and you can control everything is really good.
This is also a chain reaction brought about by self-cultivation for the promotion of the realm, the improvement of the right to speak in the Daomen, the more huge the resources in your hands, and the stronger the backings behind you.
But Li Changshou also knows that he is not really doing nothing.
Like the Taiqing saint master who has recognized him as a student, that is the real quiet of inaction.
When the Taiqing saint encounters something that is not in his own mind, he can arrange an excellent magician to deal with it.
Xuanhuang Taiji picture, one gasification and three clear;
The apex of the Six Saints was shocked by ghosts and gods.
The small realm that I just arrived at this time is still far away.
Buzz--
Xia Guang meditated in the Danlu, Li Changshou stopped to imagine, and a ray of immortal force was injected into it, and the elixirs were wrapped in it, and the remaining gas in it was slowly forced out.
Afterwards, the roof of the Danlu furnace was opened, and all the round and full elixirs flew out, floating in the palm of Li Changshou, and Xiaguang also gradually converged.
A touch of fragrant fragrance opened in the Dan room.
Li Changshou carefully sensed for a while, somewhat disappointed.
Is this the limit to refining the Six-Piece Spirit Pill?
Nowadays, it is these hardware facilities that influence yourself to make great strides forward on Dan Dao, except those magical treasures of the heaven and earth treasure level.
Laojun's gossip furnace, he can borrow it now;
But to go to the palace to borrow the Eight Diagrams furnace alchemy, isn't it just turning around and asking the elder to ask for the medicine? If the old man doesn't like it and the saint teacher doesn't like it, wouldn't it be a big loss.
"Xiaoshoushou?"
A familiar voice came from the door of Danfang. When Li Changshou turned his head to look, he saw a head with medium and short hair, and came in from the door.
"What good things are you refining? Let Master Uncle try it!"
"Well," Li Changshou brushed his right hand, and his finger flicked a pill.
There was a mouth in the head of the door, swallowing the elixir into the mouth, and before it was time to chew, the elixir had turned into a ray of clear liquid and slipped into the throat.
"Wow... why is it bitter?"
The head muttered, and the body hiding beside the door also jumped in with the Daoguang light, it was Jiujiu.
Li Changshou smiled and said: "This is for Ling Li refining, the effect is to strengthen the flesh, eat it and earn."
"What?" Jiujiu couldn't help being surprised. "This thing strengthens the flesh?"
"what happened?"
"Uncle Master can't grow any longer! Otherwise, it will not be harmonious!"
Li Changshou smiled and said: "That's a great pity for the flood...cough, rest assured.
Uncle Shi came to get the wine? In the old position. "
"Hee hee," Jiu Jiuwen said brightly in front of her eyes, and jumped to the bookshelf in two steps, taking away two pocket jugs. "Thanks, Xiaoshou!
Humph! Uncle Master went back to continue to kill the Quartet! "
Looking at the back of Uncle Jiujiu who was content with Li Yunyun leaving, Li Changshou chuckled a few times with a little emotion in his eyes.
Isn't this an inaction?
It’s just that Uncle Jiujiu did not ask about the world and practiced in the mountains with all his heart, but he had to face all kinds of complicated games of great education.
Putting these immortals together, Li Changshou's immortal glanced at Xiong Lingli, who was practicing in the forest, but he was not in a hurry to give her.
At this time Xiong Lingli was two more circles stronger than before, exuding a fierce atmosphere, and the blood of the Wu people in the body had been completely inspired.
Li Changshou has obtained a copy of Ji Ji Xuan Gong, but it is not appropriate to teach Xiong Lingli at this time.
Ji Jiǔ Xuan Gong is a mysterious method tailored for the flesh and body tyrants. The stronger the flesh, the easier it is to get started~EbookFREE.me~ Gong is not a simple physical training method, but its most precious thing is that it bolsters the physical body's gain to the power of Yuanshen.
Li Changshou also decided to try to practice this metaphysical skill to strengthen his own body properly;
In this way, it can not only increase its own safety factor, but also enhance the sense of physical line and strength, increase the charm of men, and increase the self-confidence of men. It is a multi-effect and rare method of out-of-print practice of the Wu people.
Hou Tu Niangniang said that there is no news of the Wu clan secret bins that people sent to him. If they cooperate with the witch clan rets that can temporarily increase their physical strength...
Imagine this situation:
[When Li Changshou was above Ta Ye, facing the siege of a strong enemy, the other party tried his best to suppress, seal, or flew Ta Ye out of his power;
A group of strong enemies wept with joy and felt that the dawn of victory was ahead. They launched a powerful offensive against Li Changshou, and the magic weapon hit the sky, but there was a brisk sound of Ding Ding.
Sword fold, ruler broken, brick broken...
Li Changshou opened the robe collar calmly, exposing his pale golden skin.
On a rainy day, the merit body and the Ji Ji Xuan Gong are even better. 】