Chapter 488: Deep roots

This fairyland secretion during Jiang Shangzhen’s walking, although without the name of a cave, is like a hole in the sky. n spinach, dill, small n said
This place Qionglou Yuyu, strange flowers and grass, 鸾 crane long sound, aura full of water mist, every step has to teach people to feel happy, Jiang Shangzhen is amazing, he has seen many worlds, holding a world-famous Clouds and Buddhism, when I went to Huanhuafu to squander a time, just to help my friend Lu Yijie happy knot, by the way, by the way, the feelings of distraction, such as Jiang Shangzhen, such a free-spirited man, but in fact More, practice and ascend, the relationship is heavy, the blessing is of course important, can be thick and thin, four words, has always been the monk has to recognize the ages.
When Jiang Shangzhen traveled to the mural city, he took down a few words of rhetoric and finally won the favor of the mural goddess. Jiang Shangzhen did not think that there was anything, but out of curiosity, after returning to Tongyezhou Yuguizong, he still consulted with the old lord. The secret of the Zonghe Mural City, this is the right person to ask, the immortal monk Shu Yuan is familiar with the world's many fairy goddess, with Jiang Shangzheng, it is to the point of horrible, when the Yuanyuan also ran a special trip. Zhuhaidongtian of Tushen Chau, in order to see the fairy tales of Mrs. Qingshen Mountain, the result of lingering around the Qingshen Mountain, reluctantly, and finally did not see the Lady of the Green God, but almost missed the position of inheriting the Sovereign The big event, or the incumbent, the inter-disciplinary flying sword, was sent to a great monk who had been handed over to the generations, and he took the shackles from Zhuhai Dongtian and rumors that he returned to the ancestral mountain. The old lords who are like the dead wood are about to sit on the ground, but they are still taking a breath, and they have given the disciples a sigh of blood, and they are too angry to directly trust the ancestral home. The ground. Of course, these are all rumors of rumors. After all, in addition to the old lord and the ancestors, there were only a few ancestors of Yuguizong who had long been unruly. The old monks of Yuguizong were all A beautiful talk is given to the disciples.
However, Jiang Shangzhen felt that according to the temper of the temperament of the mentor and the temper, the rumors should be true. Perhaps the reason why the old lord was so angry was that he did not witness the Lady Qingshen Mountain, which happened to be one of the reasons.
Jiang Shangzhen put down his pretentious hands and walked behind him. He thought of some secret things that would only be spread in the small mountains.
Looking at the beautiful scenery here, I feel a little distressed by those fairy sisters.
Zongyuan Yuyuan once said that Mazong chose the bones of the bones as the land of the mountain. The opportunity of the eight murals of the goddess is the most important thing. Maybe it will be decided at the beginning of the continent. The local swords and celestial beings are all in a position to do things, in order to hide their eyes and ears, and they are forced to choose the southern end. In this life, Lu Yuan read through the secrets of many of the top Chinese family members who passed down from generation to generation, especially the records of the ancient family of the Confucian rituals. The Yuan Yuan speculated that the eight female court goddesses were somewhat similar to the current official dynasty officialdom. Yushitai and the Sixth Division gave a trip to the heavens and the earth. They were responsible for supervising the thunder and gods of the ancient heavens and the winds and rains, so as to prevent a certain person from being arrogant, so the eight did not know which ancient monk was. The goddess of heaven and earth, which was banned from the murals, was once a position of the righteous position in the ancient heavenly court, and should not be underestimated.
The heavens are broken, the Shinto is broken, and the ancient merits and saints have separated from the world. There are other big patterns in the world. Those ancient gods that have not been completely degraded, have a vast majority of their lives, and are almost all exiled and banned in several unknowns. "The top of the mountain" will make a fuss, help the world to adjust to the weather, and the fire and water.
It is said that a large hall of the Zhenwu Mountain of the Baojuan military ancestral home, as well as the grandeur of the Fengxue Temple, can directly communicate with some ancient gods. The Confucianism Temple is not even banned. The gods and ancestors of Yunlin Jiang, who had several "big wishes" on their ancestors, did not have this treatment.
Jiang Shangzhen shook his sleeves, and his aura was full of enthusiasm, so that he was walking in the forest trails after the rain, and the water was dripping, and Jiang Shangzheng was afraid that he would fly under the ascent, as long as he could practice in this. It can be greatly benefited. As for the ascendant monks, the aura of the monastic land is not the most important thing.
Jiang Shangzhen raised his arm and sniffed the sleeves. "It’s really refreshing. It should be the fragrance of the goddess and sisters."
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and looked up. In the distance, there was a mansion with a faint plaque in gold. The aura was especially rich. The fairy smog lingered in the waist of a goddess standing at the gate, undulating, hanging from the waist of the goddess. Oh, it’s faintly visible.
There is also a goddess sitting on the ridge, his fingers gently rotating, an exquisite and lovely auspicious cloud, such as snow white bird gargoyles, she overlooks Jiang Shangzhen, like a smile.
Hanging goddess sneer: "A big courage, taking advantage of the jade, and dare to swim here only."
Sitting on the roof, the rainy goddess smiled and said: "It is no wonder that we can cross the sea and quietly break open the Mazong Mountains and Waters and our Imperial Palace."
Jiang Shangzhen made a swearing: "Hang sister, rain sister, after many years, Jiang Shangzhen has met with you again. It is really a ancestors, and Sansheng is fortunate."
The hanging goddess has purple electric light around the double sleeves. Obviously, this person's oily cavity is slippery, even if it is only moving the mouth, but the heart is like water, but it still makes her heart unhappy.
The rain goddess asked: "Beyond the mural city, we have had an agreement with the Ma Mazong. It is not good to see it. Is your real body going to our sister?"
Between the words of the two sides, there is a colorful elk jumping in the distance above the roof of the house.
Jiang Shangzhen nodded, his eyes condensed on the colorful deer, and curiously asked: "In the early years, I heard that Baoshuizhou Shenzong had a fairy, He Xiaoliang, and Fuyuan was the only continent. Now it is in our Luzhou open. Lipai, there is always a deer around, do not know with the deer and the deer, can have a relationship?"
Hanging goddess is a little impatient, "You are a common man, quickly exiting the palace."
Jiang Shangzhen looks solemn, a serious saying: "If the two sisters are bored, just fight, I will never give up. But if it is the monk who came to the Mazong, Jiang Shangzhen did not have a big deal, but it was quite a few pounds. Never leave."
Suddenly, the goddess suddenly jumped up in the electric light, and the clothes belt fluttered like a purple fairy dress. It can be seen that there is no need to smother the ancestors to burn the incense and knock on the door to enter the place. According to the agreement, the world is not allowed to disturb their repairs. I have already planned to take it out myself.
It was just that the slender figure who was slender and combed towards the sky slowly rose and fell to the side of the hanging goddess. She was graceful and softly said: "When the sister comes back,"
Hanging goddess is far less than the side of the rain female, I am not willing, still want to take a look at this mouth smearing the scent of the son, how is the jade monk, the Yin God alone, and at home Within the Imperial Palace, at most, Yuan Yingxiu is the one who is said to be both of them. It is only her, and she is expelled from the country. However, the rain goddess gently pulled the sleeves of the goddess, and the latter was forbearing, and the purple electricity slowly flowed into the waist of the ancient shackles.
Beyond the murals, three rings of knocking sounded, falling within the secrets of the fairy palace, as if the gods and drums of the heavens and the drums resounded through the heavens and the earth.
The rain goddess looked up and whispered: "Dianchi Xianshi, long time no see."
Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and looked up. In the middle of the sea, a pair of huge embroidered shoes stepped on the sea of ​​clouds, and when the immortal body came to the ground, it had already recovered its usual height.
Is a woman with a flat face, not tall, but the momentum is tempting, there is a knife hanging at the waist, the handle is the style of the dragon.
Rao is a bit of a headache for Jiang Shangzhen. The woman looks ugly and looks ugly. It is really stinking. She used to suffer in her hands. At that time, the two were the same as the monks of Jinduan. The female trainee just listened to her own little bit of "rumor", and crossed the thousand mountains and rivers, chasing herself for a full period of half a year, during the three times, Jiang Shangzhen is not good enough to start in the dead, the other party is a woman after all what. In addition to her special status, she was the only daughter of the patriarch of the Mazong ancestors. Jiang Shangzhen did not want his returning home to block a group of confusing guys, so it is rare that Jiang Shangzhen suffered in the loss of Beizhou Luzhou. .
Nowadays, this Dianchi Xianshi is already the lord of the Mazong, stumbles and slams into the jade, and the road ahead is not too good. There is no way. Often who is the hardest temper, the most dare to be a shackle, who will serve as the lord. Therefore, Jiang Shangzhen followed Chen Ping’s arrival in the bones of the bones and was unwilling to stay. The great reason was that he had taken the nickname of the "squat tigress" in his early years.
However, there are some accidents. The female syllabus should be killed in the ghost valley. If the ancestral hall of the ancestral hall came here, Jiang Shangzhen was a little bit flustered. On the arrest of the slaying, it was placed in the vast world, Jiang Shangzhen I feel that I am top-notch, even in the Tongzhou Tongyezhou, which is the same as the North Zhouluzhou, I have come up with the saying that "a piece of willows and celestial beings", "Ning and Yuguizong enemies, and Mo is still mourned by Jiang Shangzhen" In fact, Jiang Shangzhen has never been a serious matter, but when it comes to running the road, Jiang Shangzhen is really not boastful. He sincerely feels that he is somewhat talented and capable. In his own place, he gave a tribute to Zongmen’s ancestors. The thief and the ant set a deadly game together, and Jiang Shangzhen ran away. When he left the Yunfu Fudi, the Yuguizong interior and the Yunfufudi, soon ushered in two cleansings, the old man’s shackles Beside the hand, as for the caves and blessings that Jiang’s mastery, it is even more terrible. All the landlords in the blessed land are the five-level monks who are expected to become land gods, and they will open the
Tianmen
directly to Jiang Shangzhen. The whole blessed, vapid Chiang losses, still resolute in its entirety side of the pot.
To know that Jiang Shangzhen has always had a mantra, widely circulated in Tongyezhou, male and female love, must be long and long, but the night of hatred is like that overnight meal, not good, I still have to eat a hot meal.
Dianchi Xianshi stretched his hand and held the handle, and stared at the "guest" who came from afar. He smiled and said: "If you vote for the net, then it is no wonder that I close the door and hit the dog."
Jiang Shangzhen blinked and seemed to recognize the Dianchi Xianshi. After a while, he suddenly realized: "But Quaner? How come you are so so watery?! Spring, if you are in a fairyland, Don't make a big move, just change your face slightly, then you can't let me have a pair of dog eyes?"
The woman narrowed her eyes, one hand pressed the knife, and one hand reached out the palm of her hand. The skin smiled and smiled: "Let you say a few more words."
Jiang Shangzhen is obsessed with the female repair. "Sure enough, the springs and the fat-skinned powders that have the skins are not the same. In all fairness, although the springs are not the best in the world, they can be so This is even more so, as long as the man sees it at a glance, it will be hard to forget."
The woman smiled and said: "Well, this speech, listen to familiarity. Lei Zezong's Gao Liu, remember? In those years, we were one of the best beauty in the middle of Luzhou, and there are still no Taoists. I used to be private with me. I mentioned you, especially this wording, she remembered it in her heart, how many years, still remembering. Jiang Shangzhen, after so many years, your realm is much higher, can you work hard, why not grow a little bit? I am disappointed. ""
Jiang Shangzhen looks calm and smiles: "It is indeed my fault. These years have been devoted to spiritual practice, and some have been ruined. Spring, or you treat me sincerely, I will continue to work hard for you in the future."
Hanging goddess 嗤 smiled and said: "How did this kind of person live to this day?"
The rain goddess said: "Wait for your help to help Dianchi Xianshi, I will not stop you."
Jiang Shangzhen looked around. "At this time, it is really a peony flower."
The rain goddess suddenly looked up and dignified.
I saw her sullen, holding her eyes to look at it.
Hanging the goddess as a big enemy, indicating that the Mazong Dianchi Xianshi waited for a while.
Mural in the city.
A young woman from the Lion Peak stood under a picture of a goddess and reached out and said with a heartfelt voice: "Not yet?"
Almost at the same time, the sacred goddess also shocked and looked at the other place. A foreign man who traveled to Luzhou, a foreigner, looked up at himself and looked tired. But his heart was consonant and he was interested in the scroll goddess. Smiled: "The soul is holding a nightmare, seeing you at night, finally found you."
While swaying the riverside temple, riding the deer goddess and Jiang Shangzhen really side by side, then a streamer boat crashed down and walked out of a woman lord. After seeing her, riding the deer goddess was like being smashed. Dust, although still do not understand the reasons, but it is infinitely certain that the handsome young female crown in front of her eyes is the master she should really follow.
The young female crown swaying by the river looks at Jiang Shangzhen and frowned. "You are his guardian?"
This question is very abrupt.
However, Jiang Shangzhen was suddenly aware of it. Some of the results were true, and the process was lingering. It’s not clear at all.
Jiang Shangzhen haha ​​smiled: "Where, I dare not dare."
Riding the deer goddess, he said a murderous disintegration speech. "There was a word that was concealed. The idea was to persuade me to follow the young ranger. I was so determined that I almost missed the relationship between the master and me."
Jiang Shangzhen licked his chin and bitterly said: "It seems that Beizhou Luzhou does not welcome me, it should be running."
The deer goddess suddenly looked faint and whispered: "Master, my two sisters, it seems that the opportunity has arrived. I didn't think that within a day, I had to go all the way."
The young female crown, which is the head of a lord, is not at all concerned. She is eager to come to this place, her eyebrows are tight, and she is hesitant.
Until this moment, Jiang Shangzhen began to be surprised.
Because the female crown that has been guessed by him is killing.
The love of men and women on the mountain, playing relatives is love, Jiang Shangzhen is the most familiar.
If you are willing to kill your heart, it is really a matter of deep roots, and you are still unable to extricate yourself.
The young female crown did not pay attention to Jiang Shangzhen, and smiled at the deer goddess: "We walked through the Baijingjingguan city of the ghost valley."
The deer goddess whispered: "The master is now in a jade, and the realm is not yet solid. It may be wrong."
The young female crown shook her head: "It doesn't matter, this is a small matter."
She has a big deal and has to do something.