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    "The original image of God?" Mo Yunkong, who was sitting cross-legged on the clouds of the three mountains of Linghai, looked at the shadow in the distance with a little surprise.

    When a monk with extraordinary talents breaks through the realm, there will be visions in the world, but usually they are dragons and phoenix shadows or auspicious clouds and auspicious colors. It is rare that the vision is the phantom of himself, which is the refraction of the monk's body.  It usually appears on monks who major in cultivating the mind. Such monks, no matter whether they become gods or demons, have extremely firm beliefs and will not be changed by the world.

    It is enough to prove that in time, she will become a great weapon, as long as she can go on alive.

    Ten steps away from her, Tang Ling was also standing on the cloud watching the vision. The vision came and went quickly, and the phantom quickly turned into spiritual energy and swooped down, disappearing invisible.  He remembered the female cultivator standing behind Yuan Huan in the Foundation Establishment Period, looking at her mediocre aptitude, she didn't want to have such good luck, but

    "Forming alchemy in the spiritual sea, let's talk about it after she can come out alive." After living for thousands of years, he has never seen what kind of talent, but the journey is long, and whether he can reach the end depends on personal luck.

    However, Mo Yunkong suddenly remembered something, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I don't know how your little apprentice compares to her?"

    This is about Tang Ling's youngest apprentice. She met him once, but she has a deep memory.

    Tang Xuan also thought of Qing Leng¡ªfaceless, skinless, greedy for life, afraid of death, almost like a fairy, but buried in the ground for twelve years to build a foundation, and received Yuan Huanjin's acupuncture points to reshape the meridians, the waste bones were newly repaired,  His ambition is also comparable to that of ordinary monks.

    "My apprentice is naturally the best." He said lightly and looked away.

    The two of them were speechless.

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    Similarly, Xie Lengyue also saw this phantom.

    After just a few glances, he turned his attention back to his eyes, focusing on breaking the restriction of the former cave in front of him.  The spiritual sea of ??Du Dao is full of secret treasures of ancient cultivation, the rumors are indeed true.

    Most of the restrictions have been removed, and the magic weapon in the cave bursts out, shining brightly. In two days, he will be able to enter this cave.

    Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

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    "Ying Shuang, let him go."

    The rippling spiritual sea is hidden in the depths of the three mountains. Someone sat on the shore, caressed the Guqin on his lap, and sighed.

    "Why?" Ying Shuang was puzzled, "If Xiao Wuheng is allowed to bring out the water of the spiritual sea, wouldn't it be another battle between immortals and ghosts?"

    "Then he has to be able to take it out." The man plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano was as clear as a phoenix.

    Back then, he had the same thoughts as Xiao Wuheng, but in the end?

    "How do you explain this?"

    "No grass, no tree, no sand, no gravel in the spiritual sea can't be taken out, even you can't stay here for a long time."

    The man strummed across the strings and played a musical note like a torrential rain.

    After a long time, Fang rested.

    He said again: "Yan Xun, get ready, I will send you and your wife out of here."

    Yan Xun, who stood by with his hands down, suddenly raised his head and looked at this face that had been gone for thousands of years.

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    The vision in the sky was gone, and the aura surged in crazily, forming one after another gale in the surroundings, engulfing Yuan Huan's sleeves.  The sleeves were blown up by the wind, Yuan still stood there thinking for a moment, raised his hand to sacrifice the set of command flags and inserted them into the ground around him, and laid out the eight-fold confusion array, and then took out the hairpin that caused chaos from his sleeves  , with a casual hand, he submerged the hairpin under the soil in the middle of the magic circle, and his figure flickered and disappeared into the air.

    Inside the three-story building, Ren Zhongping sat blankly next to the big golden cocoon, studying the shining golden cocoon with his face up. Even the arrival of Yuan Huan could not bring him back to his senses.

    Yuan also flicked a talisman into his forehead and said, "Go out and guard the magic circle." He waved off his sleeves and sent him out of the building without waiting for Ren Zhongping to answer.

    Only he and the golden cocoon were left in the building. The cocoon shell was transparent, and it could be seen that the light was dazzling, but no figure was visible.  He walked around the golden cocoon, only to feel that the turbulent spiritual energy around the golden cocoon has far exceeded the absorption speed of ordinary monks. He was about to investigate, but he didn't want the golden cocoon to "peel" and cracked from the top.  Slits.

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    Ji Yaoge himself never thought that he would form an alchemy under such circumstances.

    Her realm is in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment. For her, if the spiritual bones of the two demon cultivators can be successfully refined, it will be enough to raise her realm to the completion of foundation establishment.  The safest way, but the harvest brought by Bai Yan's spiritual bones made her cultivation far beyond the scope of the foundation establishment. In addition, the spiritual energy from the outside world in the Linghai swarmed into her body¡ª¡ªshe was caused by the lack of ghost spirits.  Even the speed of absorbing spiritual bones is different from that of ordinary people, and the speed of running spiritual energy is the same.?When he licked and bit his lips, he didn't make any further progress. He was full of eagerness but unsatisfactory. However, Ji Yaoge himself was very happy. Slowly, like tasting a fine tea, he pecked with small mouthfuls, regardless of the person on the other side.  People see more gloomy eyes.

    Yuan was also provoked a little into a rage.

    Male love/female love is sometimes a tense confrontation, but this confrontation that was originally evenly matched, but because of her sudden initiative, he fell into a disadvantage, so when she was about to end the shallow kiss, he suddenly clasped his hands.  Grab the back of her head and win the round.  His body, which had been soaked in spiritual energy for many days in the spiritual sea, was already much taller than hers due to the restoration of its original appearance. He had no choice but to bow his head and deepen the kiss.

    Ji Yaoge's eyes widened suddenly, and he kept bending back because of his fierce kiss, but there were gold and iron arms around her waist, making her as soft as a willow branch, with both hardness and softness, just right, so that this  The joy rose, her skin flushed slightly, she liked this feeling.

    After a long time, Yuan still let her go, rubbing the tip of her nose with her, breathing warmly: "Are you still awake?"

    Men and women have reached this point, what happens next?  Does she know?

    The world of Wanhua Xiuxian is not like the mortal world. Here, strength is used to speak. There is no distinction between men and women based on gender. There is only the status brought about by the difference in strength. And this kind of happiness does not exist.  Surrender, more, is just a natural pleasure.

    Ji Yaoge was more awake than ever before, so that she could clearly feel the changes in her body.

    "I like it." She nodded.

    She didn't say what she liked.

    Yuan didn't persuade her anymore, he just picked her up and walked towards the inner room.

    "I hope you will like it until the end." His voice floated, and every word was full of enchantment.  He has been pure and ascetic for so many years, but only for a moment when he is emotional. There is no reason at all. Like her, he only obeys the instinct.

    The curtains were torn apart, people and shadows intertwined in the depths of the building, clothes were thrown from the inner room one by one, and were thrown far away, with a bang, the jade pipe hit the ground, the stopper was shaken open, and the poor silverfish woke up in a daze.  Come, cursed a few words inwardly, flapped his wings and flew out of the golden hairpin, and went to guard the magic circle with Ren Zhongping.

    There are only small voices left in the three-story building, like laughing and moaning/groaning.

    "Don't make trouble." She pulled back the curtains and wanted to slip away. She lay on the edge of the bed with her smooth back, her long hair hanging down to the ground. She was teasing with refusal and welcome, but was hugged back by her waist.

    "What are you running from?" The man's voice fell on his ears, but it was cold and solemn, like an evil that had torn off its mask, and came under heavy pressure.

    The room is full of lingering, greedy for joy all day long, how can we care about the sunset and moonrise in the world?

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    I am in your heart, so there is no integrity like that?

    Why don't you believe what I said in the last chapter?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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