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It is difficult to trace in the middle of the ancient times.
It is said that the historian calls the twelve continents "every family has history, and the continent has no spring and autumn."
After realizing this, Lu Jing suddenly understood the strange monk's strange monk -in Kun acupoint, something related to the revenge lamp machine was the incomplete part of the ancient stone monument? Is that confusing past?
He stepped forward and wanted to watch what the stone monument was recorded, and found that the text on the above could not understand it. He turned his head to see, and the half -scho -sample reaction was the same as him. Only the monk looked at those steles, his face was pale.
"... There is no monk in the world," the monk did not read the text above, and the sound was so empty, as if from ancient times, "there is no way in the world, there is no Confucianism in the world, there are no scholars, and there are no craftsmen in the world ... There is no immortal. "
There is no way in the world, there is no Confucianism in the world, there is no scholar, and there is no craftsman.
There is no immortal.
Even if Lu Jing was shocked, the brain was booming, and it was like a thunderstorm.
The monk got the avenue, and it was a fairy. The history of the twelve continents was almost the history of the immortal. For Lu Jing and half -sisters from Xianmen, this is beyond doubt ... However, the meaning of this disabled ancient stone monument is clearly, and there is no monk on the twelve continent earlier in the middle of the ancient times. Intersection
"... When the age of the age, the god of the gods did not succeed, and the four o'clock did not succeed. It is called 'Xian'. "Bai Du monk turned his head to look at Lu Jing and half -sons, and his face was pale." The outstanding people are often praised why?
Lu Jing and the half -scholes step back at the same time.
They all know this problem. Chu Qiao, the medicine, often calls the "medical saint", and the Taoist is also called "Daoxian"! Whether it is sword repair, sword repair, Buddha, Confucianism, Tao ... there are similar names! But earlier, the earliest time, the ancestor of Xianmen was called this!
"Do you remember that sentence?" Boxing monk's voice was hoarse, "God granted the sages with the Tao, and the sages preached the world.
Lu Jingzhen sat on the ground. How can not remember?
Whenever a monk must know this sentence, this is the mission of all monks! But this sentence has been circulating for tens of millions of years in the twelve continents. It is always just a proverbs that seemed to be destined to be destined.
"It's not heaven, not the sky, but only one God's finger of" God -God Sage "..." The monk Boyu stared at them, word by word, "God! He is the prince! He is the prince!"
Lu Jing and the half -calculated son suddenly shocked in his mind, buzzing.
Unexplained dead silence is filled with the entire stone cave.
The huge impact was at the same time in the hearts of the three people ... no matter how waves, no matter how loud, no matter how bleak, no matter how far away, the immortal gate has always left a deep brand on them. In the subconscious, they are always proud of Xianmen, but today this pride is broken.
After a long silence, Lu Jing jumped up.
"It must be wrong!" Lu Jing collapsed and shouted, turning his head to run in the direction of the stone road, "Isn't he the monarch! Isn't he awarded the Life?! Fairymen all said from him, how can he do it? Will set up a array to kill him ... this is not ... not ... "
"Is it forgotten?"
Lu Jing stopped.
The second torch was lit in the darkness.
The fire light showed a charming face, narrow eyes, and a deep blue at the end of the eyes.
Moon mother!
Half of the sons grabbed Lu Jing and dragged him back. The monk who did not cross the monk tightened Jingzi, one step forward, blocking the two of them behind them.
The three were tight muscles at the same time, and they sweated coldly. The candle south has left too much impression on this glamorous and crazy woman. They can't even think about why she appears here, and the deadly crisis in the air is stressed to breathe. Essence
Yuemu did not shot directly.
She raised the torch, and the fire suddenly spread out, illuminating the ancient stone remnant that was transported here.
"What are you surprised?" She looked at Lu Jing and laughed. "Isn't this the first time that your fairy gate has forgotten the righteousness ... Is it the valley? Didn't you stop him in Yiqiu?"
"You talk!"
Lu Jing blurted out.
"I'm talking nonsense?" Yuemu smiled, suddenly throwing the torch forward, illuminating the entire cave together, her figure suddenly disappeared, and suddenly she appeared in front of the three people. "Then your fairy door is now. What do you do? "
"Back!"
The monk shouted, a sacrifice of Bodhi Mingzi.
Chapter 99 Make you in a lifetime, no disease and disaster
The golden light splashed, Lu Jing and the half -scholar ears were at the same time, and Hong Zhong shocked at the same time. He couldn't care about the steady spirit, and the half -sons jumped out, and he took the empty monk who was repelled by a knife of the Yue mother. Boyu monks were purple gold, and he flew out and smashed a stalagmite with old wood.
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Bodhi Mingzi flew back together.
Ming Jingzi, who was given from the Buddha, was worn on the wrist. Although it did not show the mountains and not showing the water, it looked at it carefully, but it was completely dim.
The moment the two returned, Lu Jing rushed out.
Boyu monk Yu Guang glanced at it, and was shocked: "Eleven! Come back!"
He used his own power to stir the wind and rain in the candle south, forcing the Muyue Mother of the many old porsons in Shanhai Pavilion to deal with the three of them and the three ants who crushed the three ants. The old god of the past and this old god has no habit of mercy to the junior. The monk can resist her. One is that the Buddha's own Ming Jingzi lived in the fame. The power of power has only three points. Rao is so, and the monk Boxing monk was still shot directly by the body of the body.