Chapter 192
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After several crisp sounds and several wails, Xiang Yang sat there at leisure, sighing and shaking his head, as if I was forced to be helpless.
"Qiu Shan is my brother! Don't you scold me when you scold him? If you scold me, don't you just scold my senior teacher? Alas... Senior brother Shang Yin, I really don't want to ask for trouble, but he insults my senior teacher. I can't bear it!"
The two of them talked to each other. Even though they were always green, they sobbed and howled, and their chin fell several inches, they couldn't speak.
He twitched a few times at the corner of his mouth and stared at him dumbfounded.
With his accomplishments in the middle of jiedan, he couldn't see how Xiang Yang did it. He just felt that there was a flower in front of him. He only cried a few times, and his chin fell down. Then after a burst of "Pa Pa Pa Pa", a horse's face suddenly glowed red and swollen, and his nose blood flew a few feet away.
At this time, Xiang Yang didn't seem to move at all. The strangest thing is that he didn't even feel the fluctuation of vitality...
This kind of cultivation can't be achieved at the peak of jiedan. I'm afraid my master can't catch it.
Now, like the withered days before, he suddenly had another idea, looked at Xiang Yang carefully, and his heart jumped wildly.
Is this the disciple of Jiuding immortal sect? Jishan church has a high status in Fuyu sect, and Jishang Yin is specialized in foreign affairs. Naturally, it also has its own source of information.
As soon as he thought about it, he was still in charge of the howling evergreen. He immediately stood up and respectfully bowed to Xiang Yang: "excuse me, brother Xiang, is he a distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate?"
Why do you say I'm from Jiuding immortal gate? Xiang Yang was stunned, but there was no expression on his face. He looked at him like a smile, and didn't say whether it was right or not. He just said faintly: "you're also well informed."
Although Shang Yin didn't hear any ambiguity, he was ecstatic. Jiuding immortal gate! In front of them, the Fuyu sect is like the difference between mole ants and elephants. If the base mountain hall can hold this thick leg, wouldn't it be angry?
He immediately stooped lower and directly sued. He hurriedly summoned the strange cow and headed for the palace at the top of the peak. The distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate arrived. Even if he was only a disciple during the foundation period, his ancestors had to come out to meet him, not to mention his cultivation...
As soon as his words "Jiuding immortal gate" were uttered, the wailing sound of Changqing suddenly subsided, and his eyes were full of fear. The hand that was about to reach for his chin also stopped. He stared at Xiang Yang, almost didn't retract his head into his neck.
In this Jishan hall, he is not afraid of anyone except Yuanying's ancestor, but his arrogance also depends on the object. In the face of Jiuding immortal gate, where does he have such confidence.
Even though Chang Qing turned pale and looked at Linghua and Qiushan, he really didn't understand how this friar in the foundation period like black earth hall and mole ants could catch up with the noble man of Jiuding immortal gate, and he heard that he was still a brother... Isn't it your own death to marry the woman of your brother as a concubine?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a trace of hatred for the woman behind him, and hated the black earth hall leader and others together.
But he didn't think that if he didn't find someone to come to the door several times and tempt him with the identity of the future hall leader of Jishan hall from time to time, how could people marry him?
Ji Shangyin spoke in a very low voice. No one could hear the disciples of Ji Shan hall outside the hall. They only saw that Ji Changqing toe said something in high spirits, suddenly lost his chin inexplicably, and then his face swelled again. His martial uncle (martial uncle) saluted the young man respectfully, and then hurried to ride the cow.
This series of changes happened so fast that people were overwhelmed. The venue was silent. Only a few people in Heitu hall and Linghua who were with Ji Changqing knew what had happened. Although they could not understand what Jiuding immortal gate was at their level, there was no doubt that it must be a person who couldn't afford it. Otherwise, why was a jiedan friar so cautious?
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qiu Shan. Only then did they notice that there was something wrong with the boy's breath... It's already the foundation building period, and I'm afraid it's the peak of foundation building.
Did he really get lucky and hold his big legs? If so, this boy will develop in the future! What about our black earth hall? Can you get some light, too?
But Linghua was sent to marry someone else. This boy won't hate us for it, will he? Isn't that a disaster coming?
In a look of hesitation, fear, or uneasiness, Xiang Yang stood up and walked to jichangqing with a smile. With a flick of his finger, a strong wind rushed to his face, picked up his chin, and then patted him on the shoulder: "as the saying goes, misfortune comes from the mouth. You must remember this!"
After so many years of fighting and killing in the trial, in fact, what he exercised most was not magic, but physical body and spiritual sense. With his current body, both speed and dexterity had reached an appalling level. Under a small test, the monks who connected Dan period could not see his movements clearly, let alone an unprepared incarnation friar.
The smile on his face was pure and harmless, and his movements were gentle and unrestrained. With his dignified tall figure and beautiful face, standing in front of Ji Changqing with his saliva flowing on his chest was the difference between a relegated immortal and a butcher. Coupled with his unfathomable cultivation and mysterious identity, the female disciples of Ji mountain hall suddenly looked like rosy clouds and their eyes were crazy.
Even if Tong Tong is mixed with people, she also faces peach blossoms. It's not how much she is playful, but a trial. Xiang Yang is very comparable in terms of temperament and appearance. It's too destructive to girls. It's a pure impact from her appearance.
What's more, even if a nun in his twenties at the age of jiedan has crooked melons and split dates, the bearing brought by his self-confidence is enough to fascinate a bunch of crazy women, not to mention Xiang Yang, who is originally outstanding in appearance!
Xiang Yang didn't take care of the fear in his eyes, but waved to one side: "brother Qiu Shan, since you're here, why don't you ask clearly?"
Qiu Shan looked at the Linghua shrinking behind the Evergreen Foundation. His face was uncertain. He was old and old. Naturally, he knew what would happen last night.
The most important thing is that he thought that his childhood sister was forced to be helpless, so he begged Xiang Yang to take him to the door, but when he saw the scene just now, he felt that he was amorous, and his heart was cold for a time.
As the saying goes, the heart is like death.
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After several crisp sounds and several wails, Xiang Yang sat there at leisure, sighing and shaking his head, as if I was forced to be helpless.
"Qiu Shan is my brother! Don't you scold me when you scold him? If you scold me, don't you just scold my senior teacher? Alas... Senior brother Shang Yin, I really don't want to ask for trouble, but he insults my senior teacher. I can't bear it!"
The two of them talked to each other. Even though they were always green, they sobbed and howled, and their chin fell several inches, they couldn't speak.
He twitched a few times at the corner of his mouth and stared at him dumbfounded.
With his accomplishments in the middle of jiedan, he couldn't see how Xiang Yang did it. He just felt that there was a flower in front of him. He only cried a few times, and his chin fell down. Then after a burst of "Pa Pa Pa Pa", a horse's face suddenly glowed red and swollen, and his nose blood flew a few feet away.
At this time, Xiang Yang didn't seem to move at all. The strangest thing is that he didn't even feel the fluctuation of vitality...
This kind of cultivation can't be achieved at the peak of jiedan. I'm afraid my master can't catch it.
Now, like the withered days before, he suddenly had another idea, looked at Xiang Yang carefully, and his heart jumped wildly.
Is this the disciple of Jiuding immortal sect? Jishan church has a high status in Fuyu sect, and Jishang Yin is specialized in foreign affairs. Naturally, it also has its own source of information.
As soon as he thought about it, he was still in charge of the howling evergreen. He immediately stood up and respectfully bowed to Xiang Yang: "excuse me, brother Xiang, is he a distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate?"
Why do you say I'm from Jiuding immortal gate? Xiang Yang was stunned, but there was no expression on his face. He looked at him like a smile, and didn't say whether it was right or not. He just said faintly: "you're also well informed."
Although Shang Yin didn't hear any ambiguity, he was ecstatic. Jiuding immortal gate! In front of them, the Fuyu sect is like the difference between mole ants and elephants. If the base mountain hall can hold this thick leg, wouldn't it be angry?
He immediately stooped lower and directly sued. He hurriedly summoned the strange cow and headed for the palace at the top of the peak. The distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate arrived. Even if he was only a disciple during the foundation period, his ancestors had to come out to meet him, not to mention his cultivation...
As soon as his words "Jiuding immortal gate" were uttered, the wailing sound of Changqing suddenly subsided, and his eyes were full of fear. The hand that was about to reach for his chin also stopped. He stared at Xiang Yang, almost didn't retract his head into his neck.
In this Jishan hall, he is not afraid of anyone except Yuanying's ancestor, but his arrogance also depends on the object. In the face of Jiuding immortal gate, where does he have such confidence.
Even though Chang Qing turned pale and looked at Linghua and Qiushan, he really didn't understand how this friar in the foundation period like black earth hall and mole ants could catch up with the noble man of Jiuding immortal gate, and he heard that he was still a brother... Isn't it your own death to marry the woman of your brother as a concubine?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a trace of hatred for the woman behind him, and hated the black earth hall leader and others together.
But he didn't think that if he didn't find someone to come to the door several times and tempt him with the identity of the future hall leader of Jishan hall from time to time, how could people marry him?
Ji Shangyin spoke in a very low voice. No one could hear the disciples of Ji Shan hall outside the hall. They only saw that Ji Changqing toe said something in high spirits, suddenly lost his chin inexplicably, and then his face swelled again. His martial uncle (martial uncle) saluted the young man respectfully, and then hurried to ride the cow.
This series of changes happened so fast that people were overwhelmed. The venue was silent. Only a few people in Heitu hall and Linghua who were with Ji Changqing knew what had happened. Although they could not understand what Jiuding immortal gate was at their level, there was no doubt that it must be a person who couldn't afford it. Otherwise, why was a jiedan friar so cautious?
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qiu Shan. Only then did they notice that there was something wrong with the boy's breath... It's already the foundation building period, and I'm afraid it's the peak of foundation building.
Did he really get lucky and hold his big legs? If so, this boy will develop in the future! What about our black earth hall? Can you get some light, too?
But Linghua was sent to marry someone else. This boy won't hate us for it, will he? Isn't that a disaster coming?
In a look of hesitation, fear, or uneasiness, Xiang Yang stood up and walked to jichangqing with a smile. With a flick of his finger, a strong wind rushed to his face, picked up his chin, and then patted him on the shoulder: "as the saying goes, misfortune comes from the mouth. You must remember this!"
After so many years of fighting and killing in the trial, in fact, what he exercised most was not magic, but physical body and spiritual sense. With his current body, both speed and dexterity had reached an appalling level. Under a small test, the monks who connected Dan period could not see his movements clearly, let alone an unprepared incarnation friar.
The smile on his face was pure and harmless, and his movements were gentle and unrestrained. With his dignified tall figure and beautiful face, standing in front of Ji Changqing with his saliva flowing on his chest was the difference between a relegated immortal and a butcher. Coupled with his unfathomable cultivation and mysterious identity, the female disciples of Ji mountain hall suddenly looked like rosy clouds and their eyes were crazy.
Even if Tong Tong is mixed with people, she also faces peach blossoms. It's not how much she is playful, but a trial. Xiang Yang is very comparable in terms of temperament and appearance. It's too destructive to girls. It's a pure impact from her appearance.
What's more, even if a nun in his twenties at the age of jiedan has crooked melons and split dates, the bearing brought by his self-confidence is enough to fascinate a bunch of crazy women, not to mention Xiang Yang, who is originally outstanding in appearance!
Xiang Yang didn't take care of the fear in his eyes, but waved to one side: "brother Qiu Shan, since you're here, why don't you ask clearly?"
Qiu Shan looked at the Linghua shrinking behind the Evergreen Foundation. His face was uncertain. He was old and old. Naturally, he knew what would happen last night.
The most important thing is that he thought that his childhood sister was forced to be helpless, so he begged Xiang Yang to take him to the door, but when he saw the scene just now, he felt that he was amorous, and his heart was cold for a time.
As the saying goes, the heart is like death.
After several crisp sounds and several wails, Xiang Yang sat there at leisure, sighing and shaking his head, as if I was forced to be helpless."Qiu Shan is my brother! Don't you scold me when you scold him? If you scold me, don't you just scold my senior teacher? Alas... Senior brother Shang Yin, I really don't want to ask for trouble, but he insults my senior teacher. I can't bear it!"The two of them talked to each other. Even though they were always green, they sobbed and howled, and their chin fell several inches, they couldn't speak.He twitched a few times at the corner of his mouth and stared at him dumbfounded.With his accomplishments in the middle of jiedan, he couldn't see how Xiang Yang did it. He just felt that there was a flower in front of him. He only cried a few times, and his chin fell down. Then after a burst of "Pa Pa Pa Pa", a horse's face suddenly glowed red and swollen, and his nose blood flew a few feet away.At this time, Xiang Yang didn't seem to move at all. The strangest thing is that he didn't even feel the fluctuation of vitality...This kind of cultivation can't be achieved at the peak of jiedan. I'm afraid my master can't catch it.Now, like the withered days before, he suddenly had another idea, looked at Xiang Yang carefully, and his heart jumped wildly.Is this the disciple of Jiuding immortal sect? Jishan church has a high status in Fuyu sect, and Jishang Yin is specialized in foreign affairs. Naturally, it also has its own source of information.As soon as he thought about it, he was still in charge of the howling evergreen. He immediately stood up and respectfully bowed to Xiang Yang: "excuse me, brother Xiang, is he a distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate?"Why do you say I'm from Jiuding immortal gate? Xiang Yang was stunned, but there was no expression on his face. He looked at him like a smile, and didn't say whether it was right or not. He just said faintly: "you're also well informed."Although Shang Yin didn't hear any ambiguity, he was ecstatic. Jiuding immortal gate! In front of them, the Fuyu sect is like the difference between mole ants and elephants. If the base mountain hall can hold this thick leg, wouldn't it be angry?He immediately stooped lower and directly sued. He hurriedly summoned the strange cow and headed for the palace at the top of the peak. The distinguished guest of Jiuding immortal gate arrived. Even if he was only a disciple during the foundation period, his ancestors had to come out to meet him, not to mention his cultivation...As soon as his words "Jiuding immortal gate" were uttered, the wailing sound of Changqing suddenly subsided, and his eyes were full of fear. The hand that was about to reach for his chin also stopped. He stared at Xiang Yang, almost didn't retract his head into his neck.In this Jishan hall, he is not afraid of anyone except Yuanying's ancestor, but his arrogance also depends on the object. In the face of Jiuding immortal gate, where does he have such confidence.Even though Chang Qing turned pale and looked at Linghua and Qiushan, he really didn't understand how this friar in the foundation period like black earth hall and mole ants could catch up with the noble man of Jiuding immortal gate, and he heard that he was still a brother... Isn't it your own death to marry the woman of your brother as a concubine?Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a trace of hatred for the woman behind him, and hated the black earth hall leader and others together.But he didn't think that if he didn't find someone to come to the door several times and tempt him with the identity of the future hall leader of Jishan hall from time to time, how could people marry him?Ji Shangyin spoke in a very low voice. No one could hear the disciples of Ji Shan hall outside the hall. They only saw that Ji Changqing toe said something in high spirits, suddenly lost his chin inexplicably, and then his face swelled again. His martial uncle martial uncle saluted the young man respectfully, and then hurried to ride the cow.This series of changes happened so fast that people were overwhelmed. The venue was silent. Only a few people in Heitu hall and Linghua who were with Ji Changqing knew what had happened. Although they could not understand what Jiuding immortal gate was at their level, there was no doubt that it must be a person who couldn't afford it. Otherwise, why was a jiedan friar so cautious?Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qiu Shan. Only then did they notice that there was something wrong with the boy's breath... It's already the foundation building period, and I'm afraid it's the peak of foundation building.Did he really get lucky and hold his big legs? If so, this boy will develop in the future! What about our black earth hall? Can you get some light, too?But Linghua was sent to marry someone else. This boy won't hate us for it, will he? Isn't that a disaster coming?In a look of hesitation, fear, or uneasiness, Xiang Yang stood up and walked to jichangqing with a smile. With a flick of his finger, a strong wind rushed to his face, picked up his chin, and then patted him on the shoulder: "as the saying goes, misfortune comes from the mouth. You must remember this!"After so many years of fighting and killing in the trial, in fact, what he exercised most was not magic, but physical body and spiritual sense. With his current body, both speed and dexterity had reached an appalling level. Under a small test, the monks who connected Dan period could not see his movements clearly, let alone an unprepared incarnation friar.The smile on his face was pure and harmless, and his movements were gentle and unrestrained. With his dignified tall figure and beautiful face, standing in front of Ji Changqing with his saliva flowing on his chest was the difference between a relegated immortal and a butcher. Coupled with his unfathomable cultivation and mysterious identity, the female disciples of Ji mountain hall suddenly looked like rosy clouds and their eyes were crazy.Even if Tong Tong is mixed with people, she also faces peach blossoms. It's not how much she is playful, but a trial. Xiang Yang is very comparable in terms of temperament and appearance. It's too destructive to girls. It's a pure impact from her appearance.What's more, even if a nun in his twenties at the age of jiedan has crooked melons and split dates, the bearing brought by his self-confidence is enough to fascinate a bunch of crazy women, not to mention Xiang Yang, who is originally outstanding in appearance!Xiang Yang didn't take care of the fear in his eyes, but waved to one side: "brother Qiu Shan, since you're here, why don't you ask clearly?"Qiu Shan looked at the Linghua shrinking behind the Evergreen Foundation. His face was uncertain. He was old and old. Naturally, he knew what would happen last night.The most important thing is that he thought that his childhood sister was forced to be helpless, so he begged Xiang Yang to take him to the door, but when he saw the scene just now, he felt that he was amorous, and his heart was cold for a time.As the saying goes, the heart is like death.
