Giving Birth in a Supernatural Game - Chapter 135

Tianlei split the forest in half.

Chen Caixing used the power of nothingness to remedy this forest. As for Liu Huo and Han Bing, he didn’t care. He said that he wouldn’t do it again if he gave it to the game.

They returned to the Kunlun Realm, placed the sea-knowledge stones of the martial arts personnel, and belonged to the extinction of the Suxiang fairy. The Kunlun Realm was chaotic up and down for a long time. The three elders went out of the customs and temporarily took charge of the master. Say again.

The death of Su Xiang’s head was so silent, and there was no big wave in the Kunlun world.

Immediately after going back, there will be a major competition every five years.

The three elders deliberately patted the old Zuma farts, and recommended the newcomer Yuanxing to take over. Chen Caixing felt that the three elders were still smart, and the chores pushed him, and he could sell his ancestor a good one.

But he also has no hobby.

“Comparatively try to pick a few disciples with potential, and then bother the three elders to look after them.” Chen Caixing kicked the ball to the three elders with a smile.

The elder had to persuade, and he heard the ancestors say: “Do what Yuan Xing said. After that, the deity and Yuan Xing became Taoist companions, and they should concentrate on cultivation, and do not have to bother with other things such as leisure.”

“Congratulations to the ancestor Hexi ancestor.”

“Congratulations to Uncle Yuanxing.”

“Congratulations to the two married couples.”

Therefore, it is worthy of being an elder, living for a long time, and seeing the world wide. Master wants to become an apprentice with his apprentice. All three eyes did not blink, and there was no shock at all. All congratulations. It may be only Chen Caixing who was a little ashamed to be present.

That sentence concentrates on practicing with Yuanxing, and in Chen Caixing’s ears, it is tantamount to two people retreating in order to concentrate.

It was his little young boy with a thin skin.

The invitation for the big competition is issued.

All major and minor schools in the cultivation realm brought their disciples to the Kunlun world. On the way, they naturally talked about the big competition five years ago. Ling Yunfeng’s new disciples were more excited.

“Sister Jing, have you seen Uncle Yuanzu? What does she look like?”

“Is Uncle Patriarch very talented? Or is Uncle Patriarch very beautiful?”

“Sister and sister, I beg you to say it again.”

The deeds of Yuanxing can be said to be tireless among the disciples of Ling Yunfeng, especially when they are tested, the disciples have more or less thought that if the ancestors are one of them this year, not to mention the ancestors, the three elders also Yes, I want to be the second uncle of Yuanshi.

Five years later, the original eleven-year-old Shen Jing has become a slim girl. She has a long figure and a baby on her cheeks. She is cute and lovely. She looks pretended to suppress the scene. Serious, but the disciples are not afraid. Sister Jing/Shen Xianzi has a good talent and strives to practice hard. She will never look down on the disciples outside the door, so everyone will be bold and beg to repeat it.

Shen Jing stared at the newcomer’s disciple, and said, “I have said it many times, and I tell you not to be so tall and to practice hard.”

“Know and know, we all listen to the words of Master Sister, never slack, just want to listen.”

Shen Jing snorted again and just said to be practicable to practice. After a pause, he said: “Sister Yuan is very good. At that time, we worked together as disciples in Xiaoerfeng and managed a piece of spirit field. The days were very hard. , I have to work hard every day, and Sister Yuan doesn’t go back to rest after her work. I meditate and practice in Lingtian every day…”

“Later I was selected under the master’s door and became a disciple in the door. Once I went back to Xiao Erfeng. I showed off in front of Sister Yuan. Sister Yuan was not angry at all. She was very kind to me and never took advantage of me. I sent her Dan I don’t need any medicine. Let me focus on practicing. She is really good to me.”

Previous memories emerged, and Shen Jing smiled, looking at these new disciples, saying, “You have talents, don’t rely on talents to do the bullying of disciples outside the door, you must know that the realm There are too many strong people, and cultivation is not only cultivation, but also cultivation and cultivation.”

“Yes, the disciples understand.”

Nodded quietly. Five years ago, after returning from the Kunlun world, Mei Zhenxiu regressed and was lowered to the door outside the peak to become an invisible man, and then Xiuwei never came back. The person in charge of Ling Tianfeng retired directly, and temporarily handed over the affairs to Linghong Fengfeng for management.

That is the quiet ancestor.

Since then, the pattern of Ling Yunfeng has changed. The old atmosphere surrounding the head of Meizhen was swept away, and Yuan Xianzi changed from a disciple outside the door to an ancestor who closed the door. Ling Yunfeng also attached importance to the cultivation of the outside disciple. At least, it’s not like sending it casually like before. Every month, every disciple can receive the elixir of elixir. Of course, the grade is not as good as the disciples in the door. This is normal.

But this is also much better than other disciples.

“When you arrive at the Kunlun world, you will know how big it is and there are plenty of spirits, so in the past, you have been focusing on cultivation for your own good.”

Obviously a 15-year-old girl, but the words are very old-fashioned.

The disciples knew that Ling Yunfeng was good, and they knew that the sisters cared about them. Others asked, “What does that look like, Senior Sister and Uncle Yuan Shi? You haven’t said yet, is she particularly beautiful?”

Shen Jing recalled the picture, thinking of the appearance of Sister Yuan, and finally looked at these curious disciples, and said with a fierce tone: “Practitioners, care about what so many looks do! Tell you, when you see Yuan Shi, your ancestors are all good, don’t allow I inquired.”

This is how people are, and the more curious they are, the more they are small.

On the way to Kunlun Realm, I met other schools. Naturally, I talked about the big competition five years ago. This man said more. What is the fairy fairy halberd vs. Penglai Mountain Sun Hao’s Lei Guangjian? A group of disciples couldn’t help but follow their heart.

“This man surnamed Sun is too shameful to say that he can’t use weapons!”

“What can I do if Yuan Xianzi is defenseless?”

“This shameless man in Penglai Mountain is so shameless to bully a disciple outside the door!”

Some people reminded not to say that anyway, it was also a real person in Penglai Mountain. Another said: “I’m afraid of anything. I heard that the Shenhuo real person has disappeared. They are now in chaos in Penglai Mountain. No one will take the lead in this competition.”

There was also a urge: “Brother, what happened next? What happened to Yuan Xianzi in the end? Won and lost?”

Brother continued to talk, the words were dry, some people rubbed their shoulders with their hands beside the tea, and finally finished the talk: “…The ancestor set up an enchantment and said to the fairy fairy that he would never die, but the fairy fairy hand Holding the Red Ling, Sun Hao, who only fought in two strokes, vomited blood and begged for mercy. Yuan Xianzi was kind-hearted, but Sun Hao was abolished as a meridian.

Everyone sighed: “Yuan Xianzi is so nice, if I had to kill this Sun Hao.”

“Shishuzu is really amazing.” This is Ling Yunfeng’s disciple.

Some people were curious again, “Speaking so much, brother, what does Yuan Xianzi look like? Isn’t it particularly beautiful.”

It was the familiar silence again.

In the end, the senior still couldn’t say anything contrary to his heart. He could only say: “Five years ago, Yuan Xianzi was about fifteen or sixty, thin and thin, with very short hair, black and yellow…”

All the beautiful disciples who are watching the fantasy fairy fairy:! ! !

Skinny? Black and yellow? Bald? !

“We cultivators should not be too surprised.” Finally, Brother concluded.

This is a bit familiar, similar to what Sister Shen Jing said, so Yuan Xianzi is really ugly, short, black and bald? What happened to the Kunlun ancestor?

Can only be talented.

Everyone’s face was complicated, and then no one asked the second and third things about Yuan Xianzi and Kunlun Patriarch.

Shen Jing felt strange, but didn’t think much. It felt good to listen to the story quietly and quietly. Entering the Kunlun world in this way, just as they did when they came five years ago, the disciples of the newcomers sighed in amazement.

“I’m going to climb to Guangyuan Mountain in a while. Everyone saves their strength.” Shen Jing came and said.

Everyone knows this habit, looking up at the soaring Guangyuan Mountain and gritting their teeth, they can.

As a result, disciples from the Kunlun world met at the foot of the mountain and said, “The visitor is a guest, please.”

Guangyuan Mountain hangs a ladder.

“You can use it for cultivation,” said the disciple of Kunlun World.

Everyone was surprised and stepped on the stairs. They could really use climbing for climbing, which was faster and very labor-saving.

Shen Jing walked aside and thought for a while, or asked: “Where is Sister Yuan-Uncle Yuan Shi?”

“Are you the fairy fairy Shen Jing of Ling Yunfeng? Our uncle ancestor said that she is now closed at Duan Qingya and said that she can come out on the day of the test, so that you can have a good time and call us if necessary.”

Shen Jing immediately clenched her fist, a smile appeared on her face, but she didn’t expect Sister Yuan to remember her.

Before the big competition, Sister Yuan was still retreating and practicing. Sister Yuan was still diligent as always, and she should work harder.

Broken Love Cliff.

The ancestors of Kunlun set up an enclave, the kind that little white dragon and black egg can’t get in.

At this moment, diligently cultivate Yuan Yuanxing: …

Opposite, the Kunlun ancestor nodded with satisfaction, said: “This Acacia heaven and earth repair, it is best to choose a wide field of vision, heaven and earth where nature, the emphasis is on one go, the journey can not be interrupted.”

“Understood.” Yuan Xianzi looked at the old driver, purifying: “Field battle, lasting.”

The ancestor of Kunlun was still indifferent as usual, nodding and saying, “Yes, it takes seven, forty-nine days to practice.”

“?????” Day forty-nine?

Enough is enough.

The ancestor of Kunlun received it and said: “Given that the lovers are practicing for the first time and considerate you for the teacher, this time come first in January.”

“Then I really thank Master.”

“Why are you so rusty?”

Chen Caixing: …Can’t this person hear irony?

However, if you practice, the Yuanxianzi will be fine again. The original stagnant spirit roots will be unlocked after the first cultivation, and a new spirit root will be added, which is very pure and does not require him to remove impurities.

Shuangxiu is really refreshing and easy to improve.

The big test is still held on the first day. However, the ground is that this time the seat was not high in the air, but was sitting on the ground together with the heads and disciples of the main gates.

Of course, the theme is still Kunlun.

In the middle is the Kunlun ancestor and apprentice Yuanxing fairy. On the left and right sides are the three elders and other real people. When Su Xiang died, Chen Caixing did not clean up the behavior of Su Xiang’s disciples, but everyone with a wink knows that in the future, Kunlun Realm substitutions, can not rely on the status of Kunlun Realm as before, and grab the treasures of other cultivators. .

He didn’t take a long look, and didn’t need Chen Caixing to do it. The three elders cleaned up first.

The style of the Kunlun world was sullen.

Ling Yunfeng as a tribe of the Kunlun world, of course, is close to the middle seat to express his intimacy. Five years ago, this was the location of Penglai Mountain. Shen Jing still remembers the scene of being bullied by Penglai Mountain disciples.

“Now we think that Lingyun Feng is a tribe of Kunlun world.” Shen Jing sighed.

Lin Xin, who was only 11 years old, also arrived. His seniority is higher than Shen Jing, but his status is now awkward. Five years ago, before the Kunlun world competition, the head of Ling Tianfeng wanted Lin Xin to participate. In fact, he embraced Su Xiang’s thighs to see if this person was looking for him.

During Sun Hao’s trial, Lin Xin was brutally attacked and Lin Xin was injured. Then back to Ling Yunfeng, Mei Zhenren lost the title of a peak, the master closed, Lin Xin became an embarrassing existence that no one taught.

He was as good as Master Shen Jing, and he was also the disciple of the master. The other masters had been suppressed by the master before. It was not a good deal to deal with Lin Xin. How could he take the initiative to teach Lin Xin?

So Lin Xin lived so embarrassingly for five years, and the foundation barely managed to heal himself, but the cultivation progress was slow, and no one taught it. It is still in the congealing period, not as quiet as the younger generation. This time in the big competition, Lin Xin took the initiative to go. He wanted to see someone motivate himself.

“The big competition begins.”

The square was ringing with bells.

Everyone was quiet, and the disciples standing under the steps stretched their necks and saw the two in the distance.

That is the ancestor of Kunlun.

What about Yuan Fairy?

Yeah, what about Uncle Yuan? Why didn’t the black and yellow bald head fairy see it?

Everyone’s eyes could not help but swept a few, the other three elders were not, there are other real fairies, seeing the age is not Yuan Fairy, but the old ancestor stood next to the age of the fairy.

In his early twenties, he was slender and tall, with a face like peach and plum, and ice-skinned jade bones. The appearance was not the most beautiful, but his temperament attracted attention.

Who is this?

I have not heard that there is one more fairy in Kunlun Realm, what about Yuan fairy? Old ancestors have recruited new students? What can their primitive fairy do? Wouldn’t it be because the ugly ancestor Yuan Yuanzi was abandoned?

Just listen to the introduction: “Kunlun Patriarch and Yuanxing Fairy are seated.”

? ? ? ! ! !

I saw Kunlun ancestors pulling beautiful fairies into the seats.

Is this Yuan fairy? Fairy star? ! ! !

Isn’t that Yuan Xianzi black and yellow is ugly and bald? !

Where is this ugly? If this ugly, there is no beautiful fairy in the realm!

All the disciples were deceived and looked at Brother Sier/Sister Jing indignantly. As a result, Brother Sier/Sister Jing was also ignorant.

Shen Jing: Is this pretty sister her sister Yuan? I do not believe! But a closer look seems to have sister Yuan’s eyebrows.

Brother: I’m stunned.

The first day of the contest ended.

Shen Jing took the lead to stand up, wanted to ask something, and hesitated to sit down. Chen Caixing had seen it for a long time. The child was still awkward as usual. He first said, “Why don’t you remember? I almost didn’t recognize you, and the girl is a girl, and she’s stable.”

“Are you really Sister Yuan?” Shen Jing said.

Chen Caixing smiled, “Otherwise?”

The two were talking, and Ling Yunfeng’s disciples were curious, but they didn’t dare to step forward. In the school, they could talk to Sister Jing/Fairy, but they didn’t dare to face Uncle Yuan.

“Yuanshi Uncle Zu.” Lin Xin paid a courtesy call.

Chen Caixing recognized it with a glance, “Lin Xin. Has your injury been cured?”

“It’s okay, the uncle ancestor remembers it.” Lin Xin did not expect Yuan Fairy to remember him.

His memory of Yuan Xianzi is vague. As early as Ling Yunfeng, he is a close disciple of the master. He has a high status and good talent. Everyone praises him. He also has his eyes on the top of his head and never leaves his eyes outside a door. Disciples.

During the big competition, he was seriously injured and recuperated, and Yuan Xing won the prize in the competition. He said it from other populations. In particular, I heard that Yuanxing defeated Sun Hao and abolished Sun Hao’s foundation. My heart was full of gratitude to Yuanxing and began to admire the perseverance of a disciple outside.

Today, when I saw Yuan Xianzi, for five years, without mentioning his identity, he said Xiu Wei. Once he was the head of a group of disciples, but now he can’t even see the realm of Yuan Xianzi’s cultivation practice.

These five years of study seem to be the embarrassing position of the invisible man, which made Lin Xin’s young year-old mentality to persevere, not to despise himself, not to complain, to practice hard day after day, he used Yuanxing as an example in his heart. .

“Stretch your hand.” Chen Caixing thought of the child. Five years ago, he was regarded as his waistcoat by Ling Tianfeng’s head because of the child’s inattentiveness of his name. He was only because of him because of him.

Lin Xin held out his hand obediently.

Chen Caixing surveyed for one or two, and said: “Your foundation is not repaired, and I will go to the Chongtian Hall to find me later.”

“Yes.”

If other people heard this, they knew that Yuan Xianzi would help to repair the foundation, even if it was steady, it would show joy. After all, it was a waste of five years, which is a great thing. But Lin Xin should be calm, and everything seems to obey the heavenly cause.

Chen Caixing was a little surprised and didn’t say much.

At the beginning, there were still some medicines for Xiaobailong to practice. The foundation of Xiaobailong has been better. Now it has been cultivated for a thousand miles, and the figure has become more and more like a real dragon.

No longer afraid of flying at a low pressure from the eggs.

There are not many elixirs left, there are only two, one is enough for Lin Xin, too much Lin Xin is not easy to absorb. In this way, Chen Caixing needs to protect him and help guide the cure of Elixir.

Lin Xin is sorry, men and women-

“What do you think, you are still a child, and you are not stripped.” Chen Caixing saw the child’s embarrassment, and said with a smile: “Take meditative medicine and meditate, do not think about it, meditate.”

Lin Xin recovered his embarrassment and began to settle.

Chen Caixing guided the breath with one hand and passed through the Lin Xin meridian. There were scabs that did not heal. For Chen Caixing, no effort is wasted.

Lin Xin was grateful to Dade, he could feel the smoothness of the meridians.

“If you really want to thank, but, worship me as a teacher, I will accept you as a disciple.” Chen Caixing thought that he had planned to choose the right disciples from this session to take over the Kunlun world.

Lin Xin is quite suitable.

The two are also destined.

“But I recognized Master’s.”

The child is young and has a ravine in his heart. Chen Caixing didn’t know that he was similar to Kunlun’s ancestors. The robber asked: “You’ve been praying for the teacher? What did he teach you? Even if it’s taught, don’t let go of those broken things. If you don’t owe anything, just pay me a teacher.”

Lin Xin is so embarrassed, can it be like this?

“Naturally.” Chen Caixing decided at the moment and asked seriously: “Do you want to?”

Lin Xin knelt on his knees, respectfully bowed, “Please ask Yuan Xianzi to abandon me to practice.”

“A little old-fashioned one, really taken it seriously.” Chen Caixing smiled, abolished Lin Xinxiu, and it was good to start from scratch.

So this time the big competition, there is a legend again, Lin Xin, who was originally ashes in Ling Yunfeng, was abolished by Yuan Xianzi and repaired to re-enter the Yuan Xianzi door, called Master Yuan Xianzi Master! ! !

Disciple: Envy, wait for my next five years.

The big competition ended, and then I heard news that shocked my mother.

The ancestor of Kunlun is going to be an ally with Yuan Xianzi! ! ! !

The Kunlun world is really legendary everywhere.

Chen Caixing was a master for the first time, and he was very dedicated. He gave all the treasures to the little old-fashioned disciple. The little old-fashioned disciple is obedient and diligent, with a single spirit root, excellent talent, and fast cultivation.

Other 13th and 4th children were in trouble during the second period of youth rebellion. Lin Xin had never been, nor was he lazy in cultivation.

Chen Caixing was at ease and taught himself how to retreat and practice with his ancestors.

There is no time in the realm, and it will be fifty years in a flash.

At the end of the Mahayana period on that day, Chen Caixing’s consciousness flashed faintly, and he knew he was going to cross the robbery.

Chen Caixing is ready to carry nine sky thunders.

The clouds in the sky are rolling, dark, and horror seems to be coming. The first sky thunder struck.

Chen Caixing:? ? ?

Hacked? I don’t feel it.

Outside the boundary, Lin Xin, who is already the head of the Kunlun world, is worried, Master will not be okay.

The second thunder.

Chen Caixing:?

The third, fourth, fifth…

Is this tickle? Tickling is too weak.

Chen Caixing frowned and thought of looking at someone.

“It’s a bit more troublesome, and my left shoulder is three inches down, a little itchy, and I can’t scratch it.”

Ancestor of Kunlun: …

How does the star know that it is his?

Only one person in this world will love me so much. Chen Caixing smiled happily. The three-inch force on the left shoulder is just right.