"Say, what’s the name? What the hell is going on with the mirror? Who is the bodhi old zu on Sunday? " Xing Xuan impatiently touched the woman’s head with a bone spear in her hand, saying that a woman’s tears were invalid for him.

"Don’t say? I can find out if I don’t have to say it. No matter you are a pick, you have to tell your secret, but … Long Xingxuan didn’t like to punish women in his life, okay. Give you another chance, say it! " Xing Xuan pounded the witch’s head with the bone spear and said.
"My name is Liji. The mirror of death is a treasure found by the bodhi old zu on Sunday in the hundreds of miles of Styx. It has been refined for one million years, and finally it has been refined into a magic weapon that can see through all the creatures in the seven realms, past lives and even the afterlife. This magic weapon has great functions. As long as you write someone’s name on the mirror, you can immediately know what this person will do in the next few hundred years. Moreover, there is another achievement method by the bodhi old zu on Sunday, which is a magic pen to point out what that person is about to do. You can control what this person wants to do, and then, take the opportunity to take this person’s cultivation, take the real yuan from him, and let the bodhi old zu enjoy it. Now, the bodhi old zu has killed the Yamaraja in the nether world, and commanded thousands of ghosts to trap the King of the Earth. In the nether world, now he has the final say! " At this time, the Li Ji actually told the story of the mirror of death and the bodhi old zu on Sunday, which made Long Xingxuan feel a little strange.
"That he now how many? How did you talk about me? " Star xuan then asked.
"He has been practicing for seven million years now, catching up with the Earth-treasure King and Bodhisattva, and it is still growing rapidly. I don’t know how many real yuan skills there are, but his evaluation of Gouchen the Great is the most vague. It is said that you can’t see your future destiny clearly with the mirror of death, and the mysterious achievement method can’t penetrate the real yuan stored in your body, and you can’t control your life trajectory. I am unconvinced, but I plead to catch you. The liji sighed to the star xuan said.
Xing Xuan frowned, and then asked, "So, the bodhi old zu was very afraid of me on Sunday. Why didn’t he come out in person to find trouble for me, so as to avoid future troubles? Instead, he sent you, a useless apprentice?"
Li Ji once again showed a charming look on her face, and said, "I don’t know the Emperor, although the bodhi old zu on Sunday has been practicing for seven million years, but compared with the Jade Emperor, the Buddha in the Western Heaven and the Three Immortals, there is still a long way to go, and I can’t see the fate track of the Emperor clearly. He thinks that it is the reason why he has not cultivated enough and the real money is not enough. So, at this time, I am not in a hurry to deal with you personally!"
After listening to this, Xing Xuan smiled coldly: after seven million years’ training, he still couldn’t see who he was at the beginning with only fifty thousand years’ training. Now, he has six hundred thousand years’ training, and he can’t see it clearly. He is growing, and I am growing. It’s not so easy to see me clearly, but don’t even think about it.
Such a total, Xing Xuan made up his mind, spit out Li Ji’s baby, and returned it to Li Ji’s body, saying, "Very well, your honesty has been exchanged for your life. Well, go!"
Say that finish, the star Xuan lotus root silk cloth cloud shoe light flashing, is already a trace.
Li Ji stared blankly at the direction where Xing Xuan fled. Two lines of tears welled up in her eyes, and the true yin was taken away. Li Ji’s heart seemed to have been taken away, and she murmured, "Hook Chen, hook Chen, do you know that this is our first time? Will I see you again in the future?"
Long Xingxuan walked alone on the nine-day Gangfeng. On the 10th, the bird of God spread its wings and followed beside him. Sometimes it stood in a straight line and walked side by side with Xing Xuan, and sometimes it formed a circle, and surrounded Xing Xuan in the middle, playing and having fun. I have already forgotten your fight just now.
Xing Xuan looked at the white clouds drifting leisurely at his feet, slowly sorting out his thoughts. On Sunday, the bodhi old zu, this is the ghost fairy who played a strange achievement method, and he was able to influence others’ future, and the strength around this will increase with the increase of capability. Yamaraja, the tenth temple, has been killed, and the earth treasure king is trapped. This information is similar to thunder. Is it necessary to blow up the whole celestial world upside down?
Fortunately, the mirror of the past and the mysterious achievement method of the bodhi old zu on Sunday are invalid for their own chaotic yin and yang, but what role do they want to play in this catastrophe? Xingtian big fiend once said, the appearance of the man, must not hold any one who doesn’t obey him, even if he will never be calculated by his plot, but as the new Gouchen Emperor, he will confront him in the future.
The army of fiend soldiers was under siege, and the Jade Emperor and the Chinese Emperor were not in the Heavenly Palace, but went to the western paradise to find the Tathagata Buddha. Did they foresee such a crisis and are discussing countermeasures with the Tathagata Buddha? But up to now, no one has taken action against the nether world, whether in heaven or in the western paradise. Is it true that the bodhi old zu is so terrible this Sunday?
Thinking again, while moving forward, all of a sudden, I only felt a monstrous breath on the ground, and Xing Xuan couldn’t help being surprised. It’s strange that this breath is good, and there is no frightening overbearing force, but there is a disturbing breath!
"Is this the legendary resentment?" Xing Xuan sniffed again doubtfully, and there was indeed the smell of ghosts in it. But at such a long distance, the smell of ghosts was still so strong. It seems that his soul yin force is really not small.
Xing Xuan ha ha smiled and said to himself, I have lost my magic weapon. There is no way to refine this myriad magic weapons together. So far, there is no weapon to refine this ghost and make it into a weapon.
Thought of here, Xing Xuan gave a whistle, and the ten suns immediately flew back and landed on Xing Xuan’s robe, reappearing as a painted figure and standing still.
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Chapter three hundred and six Ghosts and ghosts
Xing Xuan turned down, crossed the clouds, and fell toward the place where she complained.
After getting out of the clouds, I fell to the place where I had just complained. It was a plain hill with low shrubs everywhere. From time to time, badgers and spinsters climbed out of the shrubs and swaggered on the mountains. When they saw people coming, they didn’t mean to be afraid to escape, showing that there were few people coming and going in this place.
Reiki is not at all. If it weren’t for Long Xingxuan sensing the breath of the dark moon millions of kilometers away, some even doubted that they had returned to the human world again and reached a planet of Moda Federation.
Falling in the bushes, the resentment disappeared without a trace. Xing Xuan couldn’t see the resentment when he opened his eyes, and there was no breath of resentment in his nose, which made Xing Xuan wonder: Did he feel wrong just now?
An evil wind suddenly blew up from the ground. At the moment, the phantom of the opera was the narrowest, dense and gloomy, blowing through the treetops, making a "Hua" sound, and the surrounding light quickly dimmed.
Star Xuan is wrinkly to knit the brows, and this evil wind doesn’t smell the breath just now, which means that what just complained is still hidden.
"Even playing hide-and-seek with me, I will play with you and see what tricks you can play!" Star Xuan ha ha a smile, just sat down on a rock, quietly waiting for the things out of the foaming at the mouth.
There are more and more dark clouds in the sky, and there is no fluctuation of real mana, but the breath of nature. A rainstorm is coming soon.
The evil wind blew more violently around, and countless ghosts scrambled out of the ground and wandered around. Seeing Long Xingxuan sitting on the big stone, he immediately pushed it away in horror. Although Long Xingxuan was very restrained, the smell of the real sun on his body still made them instinctively fear.
For these wandering ghosts, Xing Xuan has no interest. There is not a trace of ShaQi in these things, and refining can’t add a trace of truth, which is a waste of effort. He has to wait for something that can vent his grievances all over the sky. Only that thing, to his liking.
Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were bright, and the lightning with great brightness and amazing momentum tore the sky, and the golden and red electric snakes raged in the dark clouds. The rain went down.
Xing Xuan doesn’t use magic to stop raindrops from falling, just let the rain full of aura of heaven and earth pour down on his head, face and body. At the same time, the black and white gas in the body rotates slightly. Absorb all the aura in the rain, turn it into reality and store it in the body.
The earth suddenly shook, and the rumbling sound was heard. The ground split to both sides, and the wet soil rolled with countless low shrubs, together with the small animals such as foxes and badgers, turned over to both sides, and the ground cracked a big crack.
Xing Xuan frowned. Things that appear in this situation must be less advanced. I wouldn’t be so unlucky. I met a zombie in ten thousand.
Thinking of all kinds of things in the country with rancid smell and juices of various colors, Xing Xuan couldn’t help but feel sick. He thought to himself, If this kind of thing, no matter how angry it is, he should leave quickly. It’s disgusting.
Just thinking, suddenly a white gas emerged from the crack, which is the breath of the monstrous resentment that Xing Xuan just smelled.
The white gas came out of the ground and turned into a little white dragon. There was a roar in the sky, and suddenly a cloud of resentment was ejected from the mouth, soaring to the sky, and even the thick black clouds were washed away. At the moment, within a few hundred miles of Fiona Fang, it was a drop of rain.
The countless wandering ghosts, smelling the resentment, rushed towards the cloud, and then, like moths to a flame, they were swallowed up by the cloud, turned into black lines, flew down from the cloud and floated to the ground.
The little white dragon whirled around, opened its mouth and swallowed all those black lines, and then fell to the ground, turning into a charming beauty.
Xing Xuan looked at the woman’s face and was shocked. What a face it was and what an expression on it was. It was beautiful, beautiful, weak and indifferent, but all the elements that tempted normal men were organically combined in this face and appeared on this woman’s body, and all the charm was obvious, but it was like a natural formation, and there was no feminine and artificial ingredient.
The little white dragon’s dreamy woman seemed to be night blind, but she didn’t see the existence of Xing Xuan close at hand. She sighed faintly, then she relaxed her arms, untied her shirt and turned her voice carelessly, and sang a song that Xing Xuan had never heard before.
"Waiting for people, waiting for Hexi. The river is flowing and the grass is growing.
Waiting for people is divided, and the way of waiting is different. The evening is delayed, and the period is about.
The song is sad, and it seems that there are ten thousand kinds of tenderness and sadness in it. When I hear Xing Xuan, I can’t help but feel heartbroken. This little white dragon who turned into a ghost seems to have an endless sad past.
Sighed, Xing Xuan gave up the plan of refining her into a magic weapon. Although Xing Xuan was ruthless, it was only limited to those vicious people. If there was a fierce monster at this time, or a vicious evil ghost, Xing Xuan would not hesitate to refine it and form the soul of his own weapon. However, for such a little white dragon who seemed to have an endless sad past, Xing Xuan couldn’t help it.
Was about to go, the little white dragon unreal woman is a faint sigh, said:
"Son, you’re leaving like this. Aren’t you going to listen to my body finish singing this song?"
Xing Xuan frowned and said, "I dare not disturb the girl’s interest. Please go on, girl. I have other things!" "
After listening to this, the woman sighed and said, "There are so many fickle men in the world, and who can match my shoe? Unfortunately, it’s just that I have been passionate since ancient times, but now people and ghosts have gone through different ways, but I can’t see one side!"
"What are you doing?" Star Xuan heard this name, I zheng, this name how so familiar, but. I tried my best to overhaul the six realms into a fairy name, but I couldn’t find such a fairy all the time. In the end, Xing Xuan suddenly understood:
Isn’t Lu Gui the name of a famous tyrant in ancient times?
However, how can this little white dragon still have an affair with that tyrant and make it so sad?
It has been tens of millions of years since I became a ghost. That is, not going.
The nether world practices ghost immortals and refuses to be reborn. She is really an infatuated dragon lady.
"Son, do you think I am beautiful?" That female dragon ghost at this time. Gently move the lotus step, swing the waist, and walk towards Xingxuan.
"hey. What a bold female ghost! How dare you seduce this Emperor! Aren’t you afraid that this emperor will beat you into the light back and erase your life memory? " Xing Xuan saw that the female dragon ghost had come to tempt herself at this time, and she couldn’t help yelling.
The female dragon ghost listened to Xing Xuan’s drink and couldn’t help falling down on the ground. Although she has been cooking beans in this place for millions of years, her cultivation is very poor. She didn’t even reach the immortal level. Where can she resist Xing Xuan’s drink?
"Emperor, what are you? Are you our reincarnation?"