It was late at night, and although it was the moon, the boy returned to the room early, mainly the old man with white eyebrows and several so-called "immortal elders", and his attitude towards him was mixed.

The boy didn't think about sleeping. Unless he was really tired or encountered good things like Yun Yue'er, he would have little rest. Even if he practiced for a little more time, he would be more diligent. He would go against the current, but he would say that he would stop until he was not allowed.

It is also because of too much distraction and too much thought. The so-called desires in the world point to this point. It is not a good thing to practice, but the boy thinks that it still has to be humane, otherwise the long journey will be long and there will be no mirror or water and moon, which will be too pitiful.

The emperor didn't know that his life span was not long. The so-called magic pills could only be endorsed by monks. You ordinary people, without steel and iron, are not powerful guardians, and you don't think about the consequences after eating them.

But this is also a matter for others. At least the emperor is still alive and likes this kind of life. Problems arise. If you want to live for a long time, the power of the immortal master is indispensable. So since he is a immortal, he must have something to ask for when he goes to your mortal world.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer. The beautiful mountains and rivers I see on weekdays, and the flowers are in the end, there are so many right and wrong hidden. The boy cannot say that he fully understands it, but he has seen countless times, but he has not had much ripples in his heart. He just thinks that the emperor did something wrong. From the perspective of the boy, it is indeed like this.

Even the murder is difficult to do with no or not. The one who is wrong in the youth is really hard to explain. He breaks the relationship and hopes that the next life will be safe. Some things are really uncontrollable... But some things are really coming to you!

The knock on the door sounded, and the young man had just returned from the emperor for about half an hour, and it was coming very quickly. It was also the will of the immortal. He could do whatever he wanted and stop him? It was the old man with white eyebrows. Li Haoran could sense that he was the strongest in the golden elixir. This was true, but he also found it alone, which was weaker than the Taoist practices passed down from ancient times.

The young man couldn't help but think that if the disaster realm was crushed and unable to resist, could the descendants of monks escape from this cage and admire the real sky, and could they open up stronger skills to fight against the demon enemy with boxing?

Or is it like this old man with white eyebrows, and with a golden elixir, he thinks he is the only one in the world? He is a first-class hero, but he doesn’t know that the mountains are outside the mountains and the sky is outside the sky!

Could it be that Han Xianming was looking at whether there was a self-aware person in the mountains and rivers? The monk said that understanding depends on the mind and nature. The former determines how far the road goes, and the latter determines what the future path will do in the future. Both are indispensable. As long as the way, I saw only one person with all the former. It was Miss Hua Manlou Hong, who was red. Her eyes were the good thing. If you showed it to Qiu Ling and developed it, you should be able to gain a place in the world. Unfortunately, the things you think in your mind are not very good, and you hate them too deeply. They are also people who value friendship. Although they are a little bit crooked, they can still be saved.

"Brother Li, have you slept?"

The old man with white eyebrows asked softly outside, and the young man sat by the window and said with some melancholy: "Not yet. If the Taoist priest is fine, come in and sit down. There is just a shortage of a person to talk to."

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The story is good. Whether it is right or wrong, it is indeed some people who dare to touch the characters, but it cannot make people feel pity, because the boy has seen too many things. The shadow of young people is pitiful, not your capital for trouble, nor is it a reason. Speaking of this is just a pity for others. But in this world, the decay and tragic situation buried underground, who will come to avenge them? Talking about the past for them?

The old man Baimei left, stared at the pill, sighed, and after taking one, it could only be said that it tasted good. In addition, it was a little toxic. For the young man, debris could be sent out in one breath, and these scattered poisons were useless.

"Senior Wu is still very powerful! This is so skillful in the control of people. This little kid has fallen into the big pot. The slowly rising hot water will cook everything about him."

The old man Baimei touched his beard and pretended to be a master, saying, "If he didn't have that sword, maybe I would like this kind of boy very much. It's a pity that I'll give him a good death afterwards, which would be considered a relief. Anyway, it's an outsider's swordsman who dissipates in the sea of ​​people. Who can prove it? But what we have to think about now is not the boy."

After saying that, the old man Baimei looked at the young man's attic, two figures were walking forward fearfully. The visitor was the "Fellow Daoist" who was on the same road with him, and the people beside the emperor. It was just their foundation. The old man knew very well that the two worshipers of the Shenwu Kingdom and the late Jindan realm were very difficult.

"Senior Wu thinks we should do now? Just watch here and do nothing? If you really kill the young man, you will take away the sword and give it to the Lord of Shenwu Kingdom, wouldn't it be invincible in the world!"

The old man Baimei smiled and said disdainfully: "Don't be afraid, they dare not do this. Because I have already set up a magic circle in the entire Changqing Kingdom. If the two of them directly kill the young man, it would be just right for me to have the reason to capture the two and get the sword back and then bury the young man's glory and glory. Wouldn't it be nice!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled and felt a little embarrassed. Who can tell the truth about the cold and ugly behind him? However, this immortal master Xiao was extremely casual. He looked at his calculations in his hand. Maybe the mouse underground in secret could even bite him back?

The two Divine Martial Cultivators set up some small magic circles around the girl's doorman, which was extremely difficult to detect. They knocked on the door slightly and waited for a while, but found that there was no movement.

"I won't fall asleep, are you?"

For a moment, this thought arose in my heart, and then knocked on the door again, but there was no action. The two of them were speechless and could not kick in the door. They told him that Li Haoran was here to "care" him? The community sent warmth and other words, which were not suspected.

Therefore, after nearly an hour of polishing, we finally came to a conclusion that the boy was really asleep... He was bored and went home, but he showed the two people outside to have fun! I didn't expect that the boy would sleep so hard. If they really went there, what they shouldn't say, with this kind of boy's mind, he would be more or less affected.

"Xiaoxue Shenwu is ridiculous! Even a young man is unpredictable. If this matter is raised, wouldn't he be completely disgraced!"

The old man Baimei laughed. The two of them were still monitoring the magic circle outside the boy's room. However, they didn't know that he had already set up the magic circle and sealed it all for the boy's left and right. He saw all his actions when he went out! He also saw this good show.

But above the Moon Watching Tower, the young man stared at the two pairs of people below, shook his head with a sarcastic voice. The world is complex and countless. Standing on the top of the mountain, you will know the mountains and stand at the foot of the mountain to see the plains. No matter the former or the latter, they will have their own benefits.
Chapter completed!