Chapter 1200: Super temple

Darkness shrouded the mountains and forests, and there was silence.
This is because of Xier, she is the king of the beast tribe. Even an insect on her site must learn to be quiet, otherwise she would despise the majesty of the queen.
Therefore, Xier is together, even if he runs a few laps on this hillside with his buttocks, there is no need to worry about being seen by any bugs, or not.
"Just here, I think it's great here." Xi'er stopped on a piece of grass not far from the temple.
The grass on the grass is sparse and some stones.
Undead Fire Phoenix frowned slightly: "Do you do this here? I don't think people sleeping underneath will feel comfortable."
Xi'er: "?"
Ning Tao took a serious look: "This is easy to handle, and it is regarded as a means of husband."
He probed, and the grass seeds scattered on the ground and still hanging from the branches poured into his palm. The power of the demigod came out, and his palm was wrapped in a faint layer of golden light, and the runes flashed in the golden light.
Those runes are not only the runes of the power of creation, but also the runes from Dragon Spirit and Chaos Stone, which are numerous and seemingly mixed, but do not affect each other.
Ning Tao sprinkled the grass seeds in his hand.
A few grass seeds fell on the grass, took root and then sprouted, growing rapidly. In a blink of an eye, the sparse grass turned into green grass, soft as if it were a green carpet.
Flowers blossomed, and a faint floral scent was in the air.
"It's so beautiful!" Xi'er sighed admiringly, lying on that grass and waiting for a few rolls, "I like it here, let's sleep here tonight."
Ning Tao was silent.
He still didn't know what the two queens thought, but it was better to pretend to be a pig.
Undead Fire Phoenix said: "Just like this, Fenglang, sleep in the middle of you, me and Xier sister sleep on both sides of you."
Xi'er said, "No, I don't want to sleep beside Tiger Tiger. I want to sleep above Tiger Tiger."
The immortal fire phoenix is ​​also generous to speak: "Okay, then I will sleep under Fenglang."
Ning Tao: "..."
He supplemented his mind with the Trinity's artistic conception map. However, at this time, his imagination was not enough. How could he not construct the mysterious and complicated artistic conception map.
Undead Fire Phoenix lay on the grass with a smile: "Feng Lang?"
Ning Tao remained silent and continued to pretend to be a pig.
"Feng Lang, what are you thinking?" Undead Fire Phoenix beckoned.
"I ... you ..." Ning Tao murmured.
"Why are you so unhappy?" Xi'er said.
Ning Tao wanted to be happy, but in some cases he couldn't figure it out.
"Ouch, you are really unhappy." Xi'er was impatient and jumped lightly before jumping to Ning Tao's back.
Earth-shaking collision.
Suddenly Ning Tao understood that the seeds in his head instantly sketched out a mood map.
That picture ...
The chicken is too beautiful.
The quiet forest was no longer quiet, and the beautiful and soft lawn was trampled.
Uh ...
The sound of Zing Er's tripod suddenly came out of the temple. The sound seemed to be hundreds of bees busy collecting honey.
Ning Tao looked up, but saw that the temple had been shrouded in ink and smoke. Even his "host abbot" could not penetrate the ink and smoke and see the situation inside.
"Feng Lang, what are you doing?" The voice of Undead Fire Phoenix.
"I ..." Ning Tao's voice stopped abruptly.
There is an end to the long night.
But for Ning Taolai
He said that he had just closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes for a little while, and that day was bright.
There was chaos on the grass.
Last night there seemed to be a group of goats leaping across this grass, hoeing the grass, and fighting.
Xi'er and Undead Fire Phoenix are still in their dreams. The corners of the mouths of the two queens are with a smile, so bright, so content, your happiness.
Ning Tao got up from the grass, then held his waist subconsciously.
His waist is empty.
His legs are sour.
This is a happy illness.
Ning Tao's gaze moved to the direction of the temple.
The temple was still shrouded in ink and smoke, and the condition of the temple was invisible.
Ning Tao's mind was curious: "Isn't that guy Erzhi said that it can be done in a few hours? It's been all night, why isn't it done?"
He walked towards the temple.
Without waiting for him to step out of the grass, Xi'er opened his eyes: "Tiger, where are you going?"
Ning Tao looked back at her with pity and pampering in her eyes: "You're awake, I'll go to the temple to see."
Undead Fire Phoenix also opened her eyes and stared straight at Ning Tao: "Feng Lang, let's sleep for a while."
Ning Tao's waist was inexplicably sour again, he said hurriedly: "It's dawn, I don't know what's going on with Erji, let's go and see."
Undead Fire Phoenix slightly tilted his lips: "Feng Lang, have you changed your heart?"
Ning Tao: "..."
He has a headache.
Uh ...
Suddenly, the sound of the tripod of San Sheng Ding came out of the temple. The sound was dense and crisp, and it gave people a festive feeling.
It feels weird.
The mind of the undead phoenix was shifted, and her and Xi'er's eyes moved to the direction of the temple.
The smoke of ink covering the temple suddenly dispersed.
A temple appeared.
Ning Tao's eyes could not move, and her chin almost fell on the instep.
What appeared to him was not the original small ruined temple, but a modern building. The overall city was silver, about twenty or thirty meters high, with high doors and walls, magnificent. In terms of structure and shape, it is a bit like a square commercial center.
If that's the case, nothing will happen.
The temple does not have to be a brown wall and a blue tile. There is a in the heart, and everything can be god.
However, a golden lantern hung in front of the tall temple door lintel, which slowly rotated, casting a golden light spot.
This is ...
I don't know what the undead phoenix and Xi'er think of, anyway, when Ning Tao saw the golden ball, he thought of the night club or the hair salon of the beauty salon, and it was the kind that would pull down the shutter door when the guests went in.
That's a bit ripping.
Temples Temples, that should be an extremely solemn and sacred place, what about messy things?
"I'm going to take a look." Ning Tao pulled away.
Undead Fire Phoenix and Xi'er hurriedly put on their clothes and followed Ning Tao's footsteps, and came to the temple door together.
Before Ning Tao opened the door, Zoji's voice came out in the temple: "Hahaha! Ning Aiqing, the two main mothers, the shrine's shrine has been built, please come in and see."
The temple door opened suddenly.
A golden light came on.
Ning Tao was dumbfounded again.
In the temple, every brick is golden, and every stigma is golden, so it feels like entering the golden palace.
But this is not what makes Ning Tao dumbfounded.
He had seen the temples of good and evil on the mountain of Xuxian, all of which were made of gold bricks and pillars, and exaggerated thousands of times more than this.
Therefore, he does not exclude the golden theme, but what makes him dumbfounded is that both the golden floor tiles and the golden pillars in this temple are engraved with the pattern of insect two, dense, and each expression and The actions are different. In this time, he glanced at least, and saw at least dozens of carved patterns looking at the big foot in the middle.
How narcissistic are you?
How do you engrave some of your pics in bikinis and white gauze?
But this is not the most funny.
The most funny thing is that there is a golden platform in the temple.
The three-birth tribe stood in the middle of the high platform, with an imperial stance.
The undead fire phoenix Haoxier was dumbfounded, and they obviously did not expect that Zong Er had been busy living such a temple overnight.
Zhe Er spread out a pair of short hands and laughed, "Ning Aiqing, two mistresses, how about this temple?"
Undead Fire Phoenix walked quickly behind the high platform.
The body of Bu Xingjun is still there. Fortunately, Zerg has not touched the corpse.
She cares about it, she doesn't care at all.
Ning Tao didn't get used to it until then. He asked, "Zhong Er, how many spirits did you use?"
Zhe Er said: "The maggots used five million two cents gold, nine hundred and ninety-nine spirit trees, and ten thousand spirits ..."
Just the first number scared Ning Tao.
Scum!
What a scumbag!
At the beginning, when he came to Xianjie, Yixianjin could not afford the accommodation. Now, his magic instrument repairs the temple but uses 5 million two cents gold!
Fortunately, the vast majority of those immortal gold were snatched from the kingdom of heaven, otherwise he would be distressed to death.
However, his heart was extremely excited and happy.
In fact, he did not expect Zuji Er to repair the temple to such a high degree, at most it was to repair holes or cracks in the wall, but he did not expect that the goods were completely renovated the original small temple.
This shows what?
What a worm's ability!
It has now exceeded the definition of most of the instruments, and has become an unprecedented special existence!
If the real dragon Polong is here at this moment, even if he holds a Dinghai Dajinbang like an anti-sky instrument, he would dare not hit his father and mother with Sanshengding!
This is not an illusion ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As the master of the device, Ning Tao has already felt how powerful Mana is hidden in the body of Zuji.
Xi'er smiled and said, "I like the current temple. The old one looks too broken. Can I live here in the future?"
Chong Ergan coughed: "Of course Mother Xier will live here. Of course, I will cover her ears and close her eyes."
Xi'er froze slightly: "Then I don't live here."
Her Tiger Lang was so wild that she didn't want to be watched, not even a temple tripod.
Ning Tao said: "Zhong Er, now move back to Jizo City, we have been out for a day and a night. It is estimated that Phillips has entered Fanxian Land, leaving us little time."
"Zhun Zou." Zong Er smelled a fart, a pair of short hands each pinched a method, and then uttered something in his mouth,
Ink smoke was released from the Trinity Tribe, and the space in the temple was enveloped in an instant.
Moving, this process is still not visible.