Super Elation Under the Sun

The battle on the river bank in the same realm ended with the Taoist Ye Shengge beheading the umbrella man on the river bank.

A ghost painting symbol left by Chen Sheng, Ye Shengge almost took out most of his family to deal with it. After taking out the painting, Ye Shengge blew himself up with several not-low-grade artifacts to stop it. Zhang Gui painted a talisman. Before the man was beaten and vomited blood, he was even full of ambition and felt that he was inevitable today. After a big defeat, he seemed to be a little confused. Finally, Ye Shengge used a talisman to pierce his heart. At that time, I was still a little crazy.

The corpse rolled into the river and became a food for fish and shrimp. It can’t be said how good it ended, but it is better than no bones left. Ye Shengge, who was victoriously victorious, turned pale, and the Spirit Palace had already appeared. The hole, this was caused by the last blow of the ghost symbol before it dissipated. This allowed her to follow the hole to flow out of all the energy she had cultivated over the years, and it was like a paddy field. Everything was normal. Now suddenly there is a big hole, allowing the water in the field to flow out along the hole. If you don’t want to fill the hole, the rice in the field will dry up immediately after the water dries. But fortunately, her family was well-established. Soon after, she took out a small seal, and after receiving it in the spiritual mansion, she temporarily plugged the hole, and then only needed to slowly repair it bit by bit and it would be fine. The foundation of Dao Dao is far more solid than the others, and Dao Xin is almost perfect. Under such circumstances, it is not completely destroyed by World War I. It’s just that after today’s attack, it must be very helpful for this Taoist species that has not experienced the sinisterness of the mountain.

On the river bank, Ye Shengge collected his belongings, picked up the man’s oil-paper umbrella and opened it, holding it in his hand and feeling a kind of coolness from the bottom of my heart. Ye Shengge tilted his head and thought for a while. The name of this umbrella, she has read many books in the Dengtianlou, some of which are good artifacts in the famous mountains and Taoist temples in the mountains and rivers. The umbrella in her hand should be the man. It is Yuwu Mountain’s treasure who believes that this attack will not be known to outsiders. It should be something that has appeared in the scroll, but she can’t remember it now, so she doesn’t bother to go. After thinking about it, using Shenxieshan’s special technique to erase the restrictions on the umbrella, Ye Shengge smiled casually and said, “I will call you a peach blossom from now on.”

Yes, who knows that this white dress woman likes peach blossoms so much?

Her rune sword is a peach blossom, thinking of coming to Cangyun River to fish for peach blossoms, now that she has a treasure, she also named her peach blossom.

If that person is still a gentle watcher here, he still has to smile and joke, why didn’t you Ye Shengge change your name to Ye Taohua?

It’s just that Ye Shengge will buy it.

After tidying up his belongings, Ye Shengge glanced at the clothes and hats on the bank, and ignored them. Now that she has an oil-paper umbrella and doesn’t continue fishing, she doesn’t want these things.

Only when she walked a few steps in the heavy snow, a man suddenly came to the place where she was fishing. He picked up the green bamboo fishing rod and put on the clothes that Ye Shengge had dropped before. Dou Li, then randomly threw the fishing line into the river water again, turned his head to look at the fish basket beside him, and then laughed softly: “Shengge, didn’t you catch a fish?”

Ye Shengge turned his head and looked at the man who should be reading the book in Dengtianlou at this moment, and asked, “Why did you go downstairs?”

The man held his forehead and said exaggeratedly: “Why do I have such a stupid apprentice like you, don’t you know what is going out of the hole? Your master is a rare monk in this mountain and river. What’s wrong with thousands of miles, isn’t it easy?”

Ye Shengge didn’t want to pay attention to his master, but said, “You picked a good time. Did you hide in the dark and watch the attack?”

Without thinking about it, the man who was the master of the Taoist temple on Shenxie Mountain looked at the river surface, “Let you go down the mountain and walk around, don’t expect me to protect you like I was on the mountain, whether it’s life or death, Whether Daoxin is trapped, you have to go by yourself. Master and me, it’s hard to protect yourself. There is no time to take care of you.”

Ye Shengge frowned, “Is it hard to protect myself?”

For some reason, Ye Shengge suddenly remembered the words that the man said before, about sanctification.

The viewer twitched the corners of his mouth, “Don’t think about those useless. I finally went down the mountain to breathe this time. I have to walk around and look around. Regardless of you, you just need to be careful. After I’ve been to Yuwu Mountain, I still want to go to the sword. Look at the mountain and see what the group of swordsmen look like now. If you have seen the scenery, go back early. You are a Taoist walking down the mountain, and the old guys on the mountain are not at ease.”

Ye Shengge said in amazement, “You tell me who is old on this mountain?”

The subject is silent.

The age of his cultivating is too long, and no one of the Taoist priests who came to the mountain has a long life, but even if he is mild-tempered, but he dares to say this in front of his face, remove this natural born. Dao kind, maybe there are no others.

Otherwise, why are there such rumors spread?

The watcher pointed to the Tibetan cloud river in front, calmly and said, “Shengge, what the monks of the mountains and rivers are asking for is the reputation of the mountains and rivers, and the slightly ambitious thing is to take a step, thinking that everyone bows their heads and becomes a holy. , As for the guys who have been looking at the sky, they want to be the first fairy in these six thousand years. I watched you grow up, but I really don’t know what you want. You Dao heart is unsullied, he was originally an excellent cultivator embryo, even if it is not good, with the help of years, he will almost enter the realm of climbing. If it is serious, I am not sure about the prospects, even in a hundred years It’s not impossible to become another saint in Shanhe Taoism, but is this what you are asking for?”

Ye Shengge answered the wrong question, “Cultivation is like walking. If you are tired, you will stop for a while. If you don’t want to go any further, you will go back. There are too many restraints. On the contrary, I feel too tired.”

The Guanzhu turned his head and stared at her for a long time before sighing with emotion: “If my master is still in the world, if you say this, you may go to Dengtianlou to copy the January book.”

Ye Shengge looked at the master, “I don’t copy books.”

The watcher waved his hand, indicating that he did not want to talk about this topic. He stood up, took off his clothes and hat, and finally handed the fishing rod to the singer Ye Sheng. He said earnestly: “I am on the mountain for a day, and you can For a while, the truth lies with me, after all, no one wants to listen to it, but if I leave this mountain, you can only go back to the mountain. You need to carry a sloping mountain on your shoulders. .”

Ye Shengge shook his head, “That mountain is too heavy, I won’t carry it.”

The master nodded, and said with a smile: “So now it is still the master carrying it.”

When I said this, the smile of Guanzhu was too gentle, and he could not tell at all that he was the master of the sunken mountain, the strongest under the saint of the entire Taoist school.

I just think it’s an ordinary middle-aged man, reasoning to his unconscious nephew.

And definitely not blushing with a thick neck.

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Shengge to say anything, the watcher’s figure floated into the distance, smiling and disappearing.

And Ye Shengge lifted the fishing rod in his hand, and a big peach-colored fish hung on the hook, with its tail gently swinging, like a peach blossom falling from a peach tree in spring.

Ye Shengge laughed in a low voice: “If I really want to watch this mountain one day, I will have to plant peach blossoms on the mountain and put this peach blossom fish in the pool. Anyway, my truth will be the best at that time, who It’s useless to refuse.”