Then he said to Wang Jian and Wei Liao, "Pojun, who killed you seven times, will keep Daqin safe here for thousands of years. It’s not too late for you to go back to the celestial world after five thousand years." Then he said, "This gourd is then enough for you."
+; Ask me, and the two of them will explain it to you clearly. "Say, take something out of your arms and hand it over to the government." This thing is a Wumen treasure. You can cast this treasure as a Qin weapon. "
Say, look at all the people’s eyes, and there is more silk. Say, "I finally walked in the mortal world and tasted people’s fun. It’s a pity that since then, you can’t let hooligans invade my eastern soil."
The incarnation of Wei Yue Pojun and the incarnation of Wang Jian’s seven-kill complexion were all changed gently, and then they bowed heavily to the doubts in the political heart and bowed for a long time, but they didn’t see any movement from Li Suiyun. When they looked forward, they saw that the body was really gone.
After Ying Zheng’s achievements, Daqin died before the second, and Confucianism never respected the law alone, and Mohist scholars flourished in the sky. This is another story.
It is said that Li Suiyun returned to Xiandao at nine o’clock, and his heart was suddenly excited and he screamed, "I haven’t gone this way for decades, and today it seems like a lifetime ago."
Looking down at the vast earth, he gave a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and sighed, "I have planted my brother. If this doesn’t help the east natives, there is nothing I can do."
There seems to be a rumbling thunder shaking slowly in the sky.
A clear light slowly fell into the hands of Li Suiyun.
Chapter seventy-one To test the depth of water
Then it was said that Li Suiyun had received the clear light from the sky, but it was from Zixiao Palace.
When he saw his brow slightly wrinkled, he hummed a little in his heart. He probably hasn’t been to the Zixiao Palace since the collapse of the flood. Hung-chun, what is it worth doing in his own name, Master?
There was a flicker of doubt in his eyes, but he knew who it was and how many things he would not turn away in the face of Hongjun’s call. It seems that he should not be an exception. The cloud road turned straight slightly, and it was in the purple palace in thirty-three days.
For many monks, Zixiao Palace is right. Now everyone knows that this palace is in thirty-three days, but it can really be found and there are saints. This palace is really called how can I tell, through all these clouds? in this mountain.
Li Suiyun couldn’t find Zixiao Palace either. This is no joke. Hongjun didn’t want others to disturb these people, including saints, since he closed his day in Zixiao Palace.
Hung-jun made great achievements as a sage on the Avenue because of the jade dish. It doesn’t need to be detailed. Even Li Suiyun is proud of himself and thinks he is a little inferior. He said that he has a unique understanding of heaven. Everyone knows that Zixiao Palace is in thirty-three days, but no one knows where it is.
Li Suiyun’s eyes are as cold as a day, and he is clear in his heart that Hung-chun didn’t send someone to pick him up. This is not a test. He probably also wants to know how much magical power he really has. He will stop silently and close his eyes to realize that he will integrate his mind into heaven and earth. Pangu really flows and disappears with time, and he disappears into heaven and earth.
Slowly open your eyes, he is in the blue sky and green water, and the gods are full of greenery. In the distance, the forest is lush and full of vitality.
There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which made him feel very kind here, as if he had returned to his hometown and had an idyllic atmosphere. It was like being used to eating delicacies and occasionally tasting home cooking, which was a beautiful thing. This style was much better than that of those fairy families.
Using the spell of shrinking into inches, he moved thousands of meters in an instant and came to a bamboo house. Hung-chun sat cross-legged in front of the house. There was an ordinary teapot with slight bamboos in the green, and a red mud stove was burning next to two cups.
Glancing at Li Suiyun Hongjun, he gave me a faint smile and absorbed himself in fiddling with tea leaves. "You are late. You should have arrived when I just collected this volcanic cold spring water."
Li Suiyun watched Hung-chun carefully pour water into the teapot, smiled and sat down on the opposite side indifferently. "It’s better to come early than to come early, but if you come early, you don’t even have to wait for tea directly."
Hongjun shook his head slightly and didn’t say anything. He gently picked up the teapot and asked Li Suiyun to pour tea from the teacup.
Li Suiyun’s face was smiling. "Although you and I have a mentoring name, how can we be like this?" Then gently block hung-chun’s hand and slowly push it to the opposite side.
Hung-jun took a meaningful look at Li Suiyun, and the smile on his mouth grew stronger. He was also welcome to gently side the teapot and Li Suiyun became more powerful.
Both of them are smiling, but they are careful not to be afraid of each other’s tunnels. This is not a simple wrestling, but it also shows the control of power. It makes sense that the teapot stops at the center of the bamboo and does not move. However, there is a faint light flashing around the teapot, and there is a broken Guanghua flowing, and there is even a trace of destruction. All forces collide. These two people have already been ruthless.
Li Suiyun knew that he was a little worse than Hung-chun. This teapot is an ordinary teapot and can’t bear much power. Hung-chun has to protect this teapot while putting it right with himself. He has a fetter in his heart, but he still wins. He can’t fight this battle and he still falls off the wind.
With a faint smile, he suddenly stopped his hand and passed his hands directly through the wrist of Hongjun. Then he quickly took the teapot and copied it into his hand. Then he shrank back and looked at Hongjun with a smile.
Hung-jun’s eyes flashed a trace of ponder, and then he nodded silently, saying nothing more. Li Suiyun poured fragrant tea himself, but the two sides met for a moment, but they all had an understanding of each other’s strength. The two sides may be in a gap, which may be a slight difference.
Hung-jun silently sipped Li Suiyun’s fragrant teas and hesitated for a long time. "Do you know that they want to create the celestial world?"
Li Suiyun nodded at random and hummed, "It’s just a kid’s trick, and I don’t know if those young players encouraged them to do it."
Hung-chun smiled slightly and then smiled gently. "How can this matter be encouraged by others? Children’s tricks? Even if the child didn’t change everything in the world, don’t say that you don’t know that the aura of heaven and earth has dissipated. If you don’t know what will happen after three or five thousand years … "
Li Suiyun coldly said, "Who can blame the foot bubble for walking by itself?" On what place can withstand such a style of play as a small battle for three days and a big battle for five days? At every turn, tens of thousands of stars become dust by waving their arms. It’s chic and comfortable to knock them down. Don’t you know that the stars count and the creatures are guilty? Reiki dissipates and eventually lacks. Isn’t it good for yourself? "
Hung-jun smiled lightly and said lightly, "You must be so childish. You have a share in this ending. Don’t you think about it?" What’s more, you’re going to do all this in front of me? I’m afraid you’ve already planned to create the celestial realm. Why did you go back on your word? "
Li Suiyun snorted and asked, "In those days, Nu Wa wanted to accept three things from the three sisters. I never said anything, but she frequently found trouble with me and even robbed Qin Jian. She even forgot these three things, so she wouldn’t allow me to go back on my word?"
Hung-chun shook his head with a wry smile. "You don’t want to search your mind. Can I not know? What’s the matter with my theory! Do you see that a few tube wild speculations, they just sit on the ground and pay back the money, but this celestial world is different from your own, so you can be yourself then? "
Li Suiyun sneered, "It’s just a new beginning."
I haven’t had the trouble of Pangu Great God at the beginning, but I want you not to come and add energy to take advantage of the situation. "
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Hung-chun’s eyes flashed, "There are some things you are whiter than me." Then he looked at Li Suiyun cheerfully and rubbed his right thumb and middle finger and forefinger constantly.
Li Suiyun knew that he was joking and didn’t care, so he picked up Hung-chun’s teacup and threw it into his hand. He asked softly, "Don’t tell me to prepare. If my brother is afraid of such a big event, he will come to ask you if they have any plans?"
Hung-jun smiled and said softly, "You can also spy on the secret. You can also spy on the past and the future. Just mind your own business. Will it be so troublesome?"
Li Suiyun smiled coldly and asked, "Do you want to make delicious food now?" Are you busy? Tell me what means they have? "
Hung-chun shook his head gently. "I don’t know. I didn’t ask if this is your business. Go and get it yourself. I’ll care what you do about it. If you didn’t worship my teacher and I were also contemporaries, now that I have taken advantage of it, it’s natural to take advantage of it."
Li Suiyun smiled gently and didn’t say much. At Hung-chun’s glance, he said softly, "It’s just that I don’t want to find their bad luck when I hear that you are the celestial being. As you said, it is imperative for the celestial being to be established. I don’t want to be the wicked person, but you also know that after the celestial being was established, there are still hundreds of thousands of true immortals who can be cultivated. It’s really hard to say how many of them are left, but I don’t know who to return to."
Hung-chun’s face was still smiling, but his pupils gradually narrowed and flashed cold to the extreme. Before the original teapot was damaged, it clicked and cracked, and then it gradually became dust. His cuffs suddenly melted and the dust was slightly broken, so he didn’t fight in the dark as he appeared.
Glancing at everything broken, he waved his sleeve, and everything was empty. The sleeve was steep and naturally recovered, and then there was any damage as if nothing had happened.
Li Suiyun didn’t know all this. He didn’t walk a few steps out of Zixiao Palace, and his face turned slightly red, and then he returned to normal. His eyes flashed a cold light, but he secretly muttered something in his heart. But he didn’t know what hung-chun meant, but he wanted to come. If he had behaved too badly just now, he might have suffered a lot. Hum, sage teacher is really unusual, but although you have a jade dish, I also have a punishment to play slowly.
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The gods of the western Olympus protoss have lost their former glory, and their faces are all ferocious. The mysterious Olympus Mountain was covered with golden blood, and there were low protoss corpses everywhere, including humanoid creatures with broad white wings. Their blood was also golden.
Aphrodite and Hera Athena gathered in one place, surrounded by the corpse soldier who moved the sky, and 777 corpse soldiers each with wide bat wings firmly guarded these goddesses.