Chapter 24 Defending Jiu Li(1/2)
The junior sister has been married for a year, and Hetu is a little panicked.
What if I want to have a hundred years of become? No, I’m afraid it will be a thousand years of become or ten thousand years of become!
That damn joked and made a big splash.
I wasn't a fairy, I died first on the way to make golden elixirs.
The Hetu is a little panicked, and it is so happy that I can break through. I haven’t passed the tribulation to death, but I’m going to die.
That's a joke!
But now I’m thinking too much about this. I don’t know when the foundation-building stage will arrive at the elixir stage. What kind of golden elixir are you thinking about!
Everyone was smoking hot pot, watching blockbusters, chatting occasionally, and opening salons.
Not far away, an old farmer came and asked:
"Why, the immortals are playing here?"
After the old farmer said that, a monk next to him sat on the sofa, holding milk tea in his hand. The sofa was still vibrating, making a buzzing sound, and scolded:
"What are you playing! We are fighting! We are saving all people from water and fire!"
"ah?"
The old farmer was a little confused.
There was another monk next to him eating hot pot and turned around and said:
"Old man, it's very dangerous here. You can leave quickly. It will be bad if you hurt innocent people later."
On the Hunyuan Mirror, Master Zhen was fighting with monsters, making a banging sound.
A monk clapped his hands:
"Grass! So wonderful! The palm of the palm of Mr. Zhen is so coquettish!"
The old farmer was a little embarrassed, and then pointed at it. There was a big tree in the Zhuxian Formation, saying:
"That, my daughter Hong buried under the tree. It's twenty years old. My daughter is going to get married. I want to take that daughter Hong away..."
Just as he was sitting on the vibration sofa, the monk looked at the tree, was stunned for a moment, then greeted a monk next to him, asked the disciple to dig the one open, and then took out his daughter Hong.
The old farmer got his daughter Hong, hesitated at San, and said:
"That, all the immortals."
"explain!"
A monk who was watching the battle situation on the Hunyuan Mirror returned.
"You guys are a little less noise at night, and sometimes it's too noisy to make us sleep."
The old farmer said, there was another bang in the sky, and purple lightning suddenly appeared. The old farmer pointed to the sky and said:
"Just this, it's like a monkey who's flying, and the voice is a little smaller. Please, all the immortals."
After the old farmer finished speaking, he hurriedly ran away with his daughter in his arms.
The monks were stunned. The milk tea that drank milk tea was no longer delicious, and those who were massaged were not comfortable. Even those who ate hot pot had not eaten, as long as the hot pot was fluttering in front of them.
But the next second everyone returned to normal, so what should I do.
Someone washed a piece of fat mutton, dipped it in a vinegar plate, and said:
"Forget it, forget it."
A person next to him took a bite of beef tripe and said:
"What do you know about mortals?"
A decorative sighed and took a sip of milk tea:
"I told them that we are saving China and saving the people. If we don't understand, there is nothing we can do."
"We all fought to our lives and fought here, but they felt that we were playing. Who knows our hard work?"
"Yes, it seems that I want to eat hot pot, but in fact I'm using hot pot."
"Well, fellow Taoist, what's the difference?"
"The words are different, and there are very different things, so you can experience them carefully."
"Yes, if it weren't for this shocking battle of the gods, even if I died and jumped from the Flame Mountain, I wouldn't have been hot pot."
"The beef roll you want is here!"
In the square, there were waiters dressed as external disciples, shuttled between tables of hot pot, busy but happy.
As an ordinary outer disciple, he was able to make such a great contribution in the Battle of the Gods. When the Battle of the Gods is over, he might be able to become the Gods!
The monks' residence there was very lively. The old farmer who took his daughter red walked back. When he met the people from the same village, he was waiting there with concern. Someone asked anxiously:
"What are these gods doing?"
The old farmer thought for a long time and said:
"They said they were saving the land of China."
After saying this, a burst of hilarious sounds and applause came from behind the forest:
"President Zhen is fighting so well!"
"Zheng Zheng Cowhi!"
Waiting for these sounds, it took a long time to calm down. Then there was a buzzing sound, a collision of cups and laughter.
The villagers were stunned for a long time, look at me, look at you.
It took a long time before someone said:
"Okay, as long as the immortal is happy."
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After another exercise, the Hetu was sweating all over.
The whole world was beaten by him like the end of the world, and pieces of the body of the demon clan turned into blood rain and fell from the sky.
Hetu returned directly to the square, and Shi Jinlang hurriedly handed over the towel.
Hetu took the towel and wiped his sweat.
Ying Qiangu brought another set of sun, moon, and yin and yang robe to follow him. Qian Liexian was wearing a professional dress and a small hat on his head, looking like a shopkeeper.
Qian Liexian was holding a table in his hand, and Hetu kept walking forward. Qian Liexian followed behind him and said:
"Zhengmen, this is our financial statement for this quarter. Because of the great success of the Flame Mountain Resort program, our finances have tripled. This is all your credit for the head!"
Hetu took the report and took a look. They used Arabic numerals. Of course, Hetu taught Qian Liexian and others before. Now the outer door of Taiqiong Gate uses Arabic numerals. Not only that, mathematics subjects are also opened.
As an outer disciple, how can you be bad at math?
"Very good. Keep working so hard. The service must be sincere and you must not have any complaints. If there are really complaints, you must resolve and deal with them as soon as possible."
Qian Liexian nodded and wrote down what the Hetu said one by one, and then heard Master Zhen continue to say:
"By the way, what I said last time is about Mr. Storytelling, how are the arrangements?"
Qian Liexian quickly continued:
"Sir Storyteller, we have already made arrangements. Most of the storytellers who were sent out to be responsible for public opinion propaganda are now rushing here. I believe they will arrive here soon."
"Very good. After they came, they would be trained as soon as possible. The four classics I dictated before can be released one by one."
"Okay, understand!"
Qian Liexian continued to make records. The Hetu had already walked into the built-in independent bathroom, and water had been burned for him.
Before he entered, he turned his head and said:
"By the way, I'm anxious about all the shopkeepers tonight. I'm going to hold a meeting. There are many things to say about the future business development, especially this Flame Mountain Resort. You can't lose it. I'll let you notify me."
Qian Liexian nodded, saw that Zheng Zhen entered the bathroom and started taking a shower.
After exercising all day, the first thing I did was to take a shower as soon as possible.
Qian Liexian quickly went to summon other shopkeepers. After all, is the development of the outer door crucial to Taiqiong Gate?
There are still many ideas for this Flame Mountain Resort in Hetu, and it is perfected while taking a shower.
However, Ying Qiangu, who was outside the bathroom, suddenly felt that things were a little strange.
Why does this development seem to be a little wrong?
On the other hand, Qingming Festival, which has been meditating and kneading pills for a whole year, finally has movement!
I saw colorful rays in the sky, as if I was pulling a rainbow down from the sky.
The dark clouds blew away, and bursts of light shone on Qingming's body.
Qingming rises into the sky, and the golden elixir in your arms shines brightly!
The monks who ate hot pot and massage all raised their heads and felt extremely shocked.
To be continued...