Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

The setting sun is over, the sky after dusk will be dark and dark, and the scenery of Tianxing Mountain is moving. The first day of the real battle of the palace is over. After the elders return, the surface is calm and calm. Even if the elders are not good at making statements, the following true disciples are completely angry.

Most of the disciples of Tian Xingzong are carefully selected and proud. Bloody, Zongmen suffered this humiliation, how can it be accepted, the whole night seems to have become a sleepless night.

A lonely figure appeared in the funeral mountain, where the fairy ancestors of the celestial ancestors were buried. Many times, people's rejection of the cemetery is more emotional. When you come here, you will feel a little sad.

This figure is very bleak, there is a kind of silence that can't be said.

Jiang Xiu also thought that since he was dead, then in the burial mountain of Tian Xzong, there is also his own grave, or even his own skeleton, but he did not dare to go.

The person in front of me, but came, a grave, in the moon, just after the rising moon, to see the inscription above, the tomb of the river.

He was silent in front of the grave, and he did not say anything.

The funeral mountain is not quiet, and the night bird is whispering softly, but the clarity outside the night is as if it is in the ear, and the person with a little courage will be scared by the creeps at this moment.

And he has been standing like this.

For a long time, he said: "Tian Xingzong's face is sweeping the ground, and it is no longer the previous day's sect. I thought that the Tianhangzong would usher in the most prosperous millennium. Unexpectedly, everything was like a dream, and it turned sharply."

"How come you die like this, how can you die like this?"

"No, the Tianhangzong has only one river to fall, but it is like the popularity of the sky, slipping through the sky and disappearing at the far end."

His voice is boundless grief: "This fairy can't see the Heavenly Emperor and walked down like this. It is a no return to the weak and toward the demise."

"Jiang Zongzhu. Forgive this fairy!"

He made a decision, a crazy and bold decision. I saw him came to the tombstone and reached out to grab the tombstone. The huge stone tablet was pulled hard.

He is going to open the tomb!

"Zongmen has a person who looks like you very much. Many people doubt you. I want to make this thing more real..."

"So, offend your body and let you temporarily disappear from this world."

The tomb is like a tortoise shell. The tombstone is the entrance. After he was forcibly opened, he revealed a hole. He slid into the mountain and saw that there was only a dim moonlight coming in, but with his eyes, even if there was no light. Can see clearly.

There is a coffin inside, a jade coffin.

Jiang Xiu's tomb is not luxurious. Xianwu mainland also advocates thick burial. No matter what happens before life, it is dead. How many good things can be accompanied, but the master of Jiang Xiu Tang, in addition to this coffin, can be seen in the air. Out, Ji Daozong’s attitude toward Jiang’s fall.

Rumble!

The coffin was pushed open, and the coffin was just an ordinary jade coffin. According to legend, it was able to prevent the scent from leaking out and protect the body from immortality. "Offended!"

But suddenly. His hand stopped, as if the air in the tomb seemed to condense, and the moonlight came in from the outside, shining on the bottom of the coffin, showing a green color. But there is nothing in it.

"No, no, no body?"

His voice trembled slightly.

"No, it's impossible, I buried it myself. How could it be?"

He can be sure that this tomb has not been acted upon because it was also supervised by him. Don't look at his easy opening of the grave. That is the spell he knows above. Everyone in each place will add a grave, and the special spell under the king of the king, except that he has no one to open, if he pre-empts it, he will of course leave a trace.

"How come?"

Under the dark night, his body trembled slightly.

"Someone steals?"

He felt that it was impossible, who would steal a dead body, and it was the body of the former lord of the Heavenly sect. It was also the same as the entire celestial sect, and he would steal and bury the funerary, but the next funeral article of the river. Nothing.

This is what he wants to hide from the river. At the moment, the body is really gone, although I was surprised and shocked. It is also very angry, of course, there are doubts, but these he needs time to slowly think about it, but the body has no one, but it is with his wishes.

"Leave before you say."

He slowly closed the coffin. Then he withdrew from the tomb, then lowered the tombstone and painted the spell. Finally, he carefully looked around to see the surrounding environment, and determined that no one was able to leave the fairy burial mountain in the darkness of the sky.

At this time. Jiang Xiu’s family only had dinner. It should have been earlier, but it was delayed by those people, and the time was delayed. More importantly, Jiang Xiu stopped training.

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Tomorrow, it is the day when Jiang Xiu and Gu Qian fight, and the ancient disciples of the ancients also issued a death wanted to Jiang Xiu.

Li Qiang is worried about a few embarrassments.

Shangguan Zhaorong walked in with a long case full of dishes, placed it in the seat where Jiang Xiu used to sit, and shouted: "The son has dinner."

Looking at Jiang Xiu's indifference as usual, it seems that today's period did not happen. Shangguan Zhaorong hesitated and asked: "Dongzi, will you challenge Guqian tomorrow?"

Jiang Xiu’s life and death are related to their life and death. Although the slaves did not ask for qualifications, she could not help. She doesn't care if she cares more about her son.

"of course!"

Shangguan Zhaorong said: "Is the son not worried?"

After all, that is the true disciple or the son of the elder, the strength will never be bad, and the means will be richer than the ordinary true disciples.

Jiang Xiu smiled coldly and looked up at Shangguan Zhaorong: "It is not me who is worried, but Gu Qian. It is a group of Gu Qian. If they don't worry, how can they run to trouble and threaten me!"

Shanguan Zhaorong has some feelings of suddenness and openness.

"But, but is the son confident?"

Jiang Xiu’s eyes are a bit cold.

"I want him to die. No one can live..."

When Shangguan Zhaorong went out, Li Qiang and two other embarrassed people were worried about it. Shangguan Zhaorong did not want to say this, but did not know why, when he was too nervous in the face of the son. I did not say it.

"How, what does the son say?"

Originally, I wanted to inquire about the sacredness of the woman who helped me today. Even so many of the disciples of Goode have been so jealous of her, she really shines. That's safe.

"No, no question!"

In the face of the son, she can ask her what she can ask, can't ask, she can never ask.

The morning sun shines into the courtyard of Jiang Xiu. The sound of the birds in the mountains is very pleasant, and the sound of listening is very comfortable. Some people come from outside, some people who live nearby. They also know that today is the disciple of Jiang Xiu who challenges the true disciple.

"The son..."

Shangguan Zhaorong started earlier today than usual.

"breakfast!"

In the direction of the palace, people began to arrive in succession. Goode took his son and a disciple, and did not hurry, the crowds around were whispering.

Jiang Xiu and Gu Qian’s old grievances are not known to the whole sect. Everyone is waiting for this good show!

Goode patted his son's shoulder and then turned to the direction of his elder seat. His hands were behind his back and a pair of wisdom beads were holding.

"Do not worry. Jiang Xiu borrowed ten of his courage and did not dare to treat you!" Wei Zizi on the side comforted.

Gu Qian smiled: "Master, you are too small to marry me, I will be afraid of a disciple just getting started?"

"Of course you will not be afraid!"

"metropolitan!"

"See the Lord!"

Ji Daozong came, with his wife, and the Taihuazong's Jiang Yan and her younger brother who forced the death of the guardian disciples. The faces of the group of people all had a relaxed expression on their faces and went to the position of the supreme master.

Not long after, Lu Changkong, Yanya and other elders have also arrived.

The flow of people came quickly, and the hall was packed for a while.

Everyone came, but Jiang Xiu did not show up for a long time. The little demon said: "The guy's shelf is really not small, the sovereigns are coming, and they dare not show up."

"coming!"

Suddenly someone shouted...