"find a suitable person to push into the fire pit. Is this your so-called method?" Han Yi looked at the door Lord sneer at a way
"Han Yi, please pay attention to your attitude." Seeing that Han Yi was so disrespectful to Feiyun Gate Master, the elder immediately angered.
"Attitude?" Han Yi’s facial expression left the elder behind, and immediately he resolutely turned and walked out to kill God, leaving a colorful word "Hello".
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Chapter one hundred and twenty Swan eats toad
Welcome you to come.
The construction of the tombs of the strong men in Feiyunmen in the past dynasties, Feng Yang’s mentor Zhao Lao lived in the back of the house and was introduced by Lao Zhao. He knew that Lao Zhao was mainly responsible for guarding the tombs, and the mentor was a part-time job, which made Feng Yang quite entangled.
In Zhao Lao, this seems to be an ordinary old man. The old man doesn’t show his landscape, fights and doesn’t like people’s communication. He stays in the house all day as if he were isolated from the world.
However, Xunyue had intentionally noticed that this Zhao Lao was a hidden strong man.
It is unknown whether Yu Hanyi appeared here to talk with Zhao Lao or to worship those late strong people, but this will not affect his life.
Even Feng Yang himself recognizes that he and Han Yi are not in the same world. This is not inferiority, but a huge gap that makes people compare with each other.
But Han Yi’s puzzling words made Feng Yang start up a lot of ripples in his heart.
The tombs of the strong men in Feiyun Gate contain resentment far beyond Feng Yang’s imagination, even if it is better than mass graves.
The people who can bury here are not the strong Emperor Wudi, and even more so, the founder of the martial spirit level, Tawu SHEN WOO’s holy tomb, has dissipated a lot after the death of their yuan soul force, but the resentment that remains is still rich.
When Feng Yang walked into the mausoleum for the first time, he had an unprecedented strong fluctuation in his soul force. The surrounding resentment was strong like the essence, and the fog filled the air. The moonlight shone all night in this mausoleum like the essence of fog and resentment, like ghosts, and it looked eerie and chilly.
Few people come to this mausoleum, but you can also worry about this practice. While absorbing the resentment of the mausoleum, you can practice the six decisions of reincarnation
However, at present, the wind blows up the edge of the mausoleum, because the resentment in the central area is too strong, and the wind blows up the reality. Even if you walk over, you will feel like falling into an ice cave, and the soul force will riot out of control.
The cemetery of the strong Wu Soul is even more afraid to pass. According to the smoked month, the cemetery of the strong Wu Soul has a ban on ordinary people.
On this day, Zhao Lao went to the mausoleum to find the wind blowing quietly and didn’t disturb him.
Zhao Lao knows that the cultivation around Feng Yang Mausoleum didn’t stop him. There are some doubts in Zhao Lao’s heart. Ordinary practitioners try to absorb the pure heaven and earth ability as much as possible. Even if they absorb the animal force, they will refine the violent characteristics of the animal force. But the wind can absorb such violent and gloomy energy.
Zhao Lao had already woken up when he was not in the mausoleum, and stopped practicing Yuan Soul Force before he went to practice reincarnation. He didn’t want to be able to practice Yuan Soul Force. It would be more trouble for others to know this kind of thing.
Feng Yang stopped practicing and looked at Zhao Laodao. "What can I do for you, mentor?"
"Someone is looking for you" hesitated for a moment and Zhao Laokou said indifferently.
"Oh?" The wind raised doubts in my heart, but I didn’t ask questions. I left the mausoleum and went back to the house.
When I saw the wind blowing after looking for one of my own, I suddenly felt a surge in my heart, which was hard to calm down for a long time.
The girl’s slim figure and long hair are draped over the vest, and a silver ribbon gently holds a pair of hands, and her skin is like jade, and the green waves are like flowers and trees, and her face is beautiful and unique.
"Xia Ying, you wanted to see me?" Feng Yang is really flattered. I didn’t expect that the girl who fell in love at first sight should take the initiative to find herself.
"Yes, you are really a busy man." Xia Ying chuckled and chuckled, and her beautiful eyes were bent into two graceful radians like Liu Yue. Soon she took out two pieces of Wushu and smiled. "I have kept your things for you for so long, and I don’t know if I will take them myself." Gherardini paused and said, "Aren’t you afraid that I will secretly practice?"
"If you can practice, you won’t come here." Feng Yang teased and laughed, but in his heart, he was quite happy. The girl’s beauty and quality seemed to be in direct proportion, and he didn’t see the wrong person.
"I really regret it when you say that." Xia Ying’s sorry expression is still so fresh and free from vulgarity.
The wind Yang casually shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can practice now. I can’t stop you anyway."
"It’s pretty good. Take it. I don’t want to bear the blame of dishonesty." Xia Yinglian walked beside Fengyang with tender white hands and handed the two Wushu to Fengyang.
"Oh, yes," Feng Yang immediately asked, "Do you know how to get the certificate of practicing in the special room?"
See the wind Yang also don’t see if there is any mistake in a wushu away, this consciousness shows the letter and free and easy let Xia Ying to wind Yang can’t help but add a few minutes of impression.
Although Feng Yang is still very weak, she has not given birth to disdain and said with a smile, "It’s hard to get the certificate for practicing in the special room, but it’s hard to get it. There is a chance to get this reward. There are also many ways to complete the release of Feiyun Gate and reach a certain value, but it’s quite difficult."
"is there a more direct way?" Feng Yang has calculated an account in his heart. If he does it and rushes to heaven, it will take a long time to get the certificate of cultivation, and he can also grow a lot in his star-rated room.
"Directly?" Xia Ying wanted to think, "The most direct way is to rob it, and of course, it can be equivalent to exchange the practice certificate in others’ hands."
"Do you have it now?" The wind Yang asked.
"Are you going to exchange the cultivation certificate?" Xia Ying stared at the wind and nodded. Xia Ying smiled and said, "It seems that you have a lot of good things. Let’s go."
There is a trading shop in Feiyunmen, which is actually an open-air street. Many people will go to the trading shop to exchange things that they don’t have but are expensive. That’s what it means to get what they want.
Walking beside Xia Ying, the wind is always irresistible. I can’t help but peek at her face. Her elegant posture has an inexplicable attraction to the wind. When walking, the wind is a burst of distraction.
Maybe that’s what love is all about, but once it comes, everyone can’t resist it, which is the same as status and strength. It is the magic that makes people dream, and it is even more addictive poison for a teenager who is in the early stage of love, even though he knows that it will be devastated, he will still turn his back.
When they came to the trading square, they immediately caused quite a stir. Of course, the wind has not yet had this influence. Everything is due to the arrival of Xia Ying
Outstanding beauty, Xia Ying Feiyunmen can be described as a popular lover, and she is also a strong beauty strength in the billboard, and Xia Ying is the first girl to be ashamed of.