MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 125. Life

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Looking at the bag of Lingshi, Miao Zong was a bit stunned, and he almost forgot about it.

There are not many Lingshi, only a few hundred, which is optional for the Emperor. Over the years, he has created one story after another, but no one likes it. At first, Lin Biao also lied to him that the book sold very well, but he was not a child of a few years old, and he could not tell whether Lin Biao said it was true or false. Seeing that Lin Biao and Master were very happy with his writing of the book, he did not know, through the story of the owner of the book, to make up some stories of the sky and the sky, and by the way, some of his own spirituality was incorporated into it.

No one likes the book, there is no fate, and he is not too concerned.

So this time he still used Lin Biao to lie to himself.

"You use it." Mou Zong did not reach out and pick it up. He was ready to enter the temple with a stack of books.

"The son, the "Yu Sheng Xiang Xu" you wrote recently sold very well. Many people said that this is a wonderful work. If there is a woman named Feifeng in the world, it will surely attract countless children." Lin Biao quickly followed, "The boss of the book shop also hopes to make a copy with you..."

"Even if there is a woman like Feifeng in the world, it has nothing to do with other children." He reached out and grabbed the money bag of Lin Biao's hand with Lingshi. "I only write one book for such a book, and I won't write it again in the future."

"But the girl likes to watch. If you don't write, she will be sad." Lin Biao touched his nose. "If you privately write to her, it is prepared to let the girl know that she has been writing a book for many years. Guest, is that you?"

Mou Zong: "..."

"There is, this Lingshi, are you not saying that you can give me flowers?" Lin Biao reached out to reach the Lingshi bag, and was shunned by Yuzong.

"I decided not to give you anymore." Yan Zong looked at him and turned to the temple.

The sword stalker followed Zhong Zhong’s real person back to the temple, and he was ready to take the book in his hand.

"No need." Yu Zong's tone is faint. "I went to the backyard to bathe. If Yunhuamen's fairy fairy came to look for her, let her go directly to the door, and let her not wait outside."

"Yes." The sword stalker has already heard from other people the things between his real person and the fairy. This is still a dubious attitude. Now, if you listen to the real person, why can't he understand?

The representatives of the major sects have already arrived in the Shuguangzong, and even the monks who have rarely gone out on weekdays have appeared outside the gates of Pecheng. The leader of the Qingjing Temple is the master of the temper and the scorpion, who smiles at everyone, like a smiling Buddha in the temple, which can accommodate everything in the world.

Pedestrians saw them, and no one came to offend. Those who believe in Buddhism, standing far away and holding their hands together to read the Buddha, did not come forward.

The people of Peicheng are calm and self-sufficient, and the enthusiasm of Yucheng is like two worlds. The two cities have their own good, and each has its own bad. The only thing that is the same is that they are well guarded by the gates that control the city.

"Master of the Dust." A woman came over. She was wearing a red satin tunic skirt. The embroidered shirt was not a flower and tree bird, but a star-shaped river. The woman wearing this color skirt was supposed to be passionate. The temper of fire, but her expression is very cold, obviously a person who is used to it.

"The main words of the Red Word." Round dust read a Buddha, with a few points of grief in the eyes of the world, even the door of the star of the door has appeared, I am afraid that the movement of the evil circle is not small. The Moon Star Gate is the entire realm of comprehension. It is best at the martial art of Buddhism. If it is not to calculate something important, why does the Red Word Lord go personally?

Hongyan did not expect that the Qingjing Temple would arrange for the Master of the Dust to come over and take a moment to say, "Master please." Both of them have some familiarity with the current situation, but here is the city where people come and go. At the door, they are not good to say.

"The door is very polite, please." The dust did not go forward. After the red words moved, they began to move on.

The Shuguang sects of the defending city did not dare to neglect. After the instruments confirmed that they were not disguised as disguised, they greeted them in the city.

The disciples in the city had their disciples to meet and led them to fly the instruments.

The flying craftsmanship is a very delicate canopy. The red words stand on the deck. Looking at the mountains where the sacred sages of the mountain peaks have been faintly seen, the Dawning sects who are next to her are saying: "I don't know Zhongkai. Can a real person be retreat this time?"

"Return to the real person, Zhongkai Shishu is not closed."

The red-headed lord is slightly dagger, and the cloak on her body is blown by the wind, like a meandering river, and can never get true tranquility, unless the river is exhausted and the wind is no longer blowing.

Seeing the red words suddenly asked Zhongzheng real person, sitting on the deck, meditating round dust slightly opened his eyes, looked at the red words, silence again closed his eyes.

If the red words turn back, see that the dust is still not secular, and slowly said: "Master, there is something in the heart of the red tongue."

"The door owner please talk." The dust dust stood up, wearing a cloth robes, and he stood with the red words of Huaguang, like two worlds.

Red words quietly looked at him, and after a long time, sighed softly: "But."

The round dust touched the beads and read the Buddha's words: "The doorkeeper can count the past, can the future, if it can't see through, isn't it trouble?"

"Fifty years ago, I once had a glimpse of Zhongzheng's real person." The red words turned and stopped looking at the dust. "Zhong Yuzhen has a life and death, just in this decade."

It’s been a long time since the realm of comprehension has soared. It’s been a long time for people to start to doubt whether it’s time to rise again. The road to the pursuit of their pursuit is actually wrong.

"Does the door master have a method of cracking?" Yuan Chen knows why Hongyan is so worried. Zhongzheng real person can have such a position in the realm of cultivation, not only because of his talent, but also because he represents the hope of comprehension.

If the genius of Zhongzheng real person can't fly, will other people have hope?

"There is no way to crack, but there is a way to help." Red said, "Unless a woman who has a life with him, can do double repairs with him, or help him."

The dust is reading the Buddha's number, and there is no other. He is a monk who is not suitable for talking about yin and yang.

"The heavenly cycle, the yin and yang reconciliation. Zhongzheng real people are strong, but also a cup with a gap, he needs someone to make up for his defects." Red words turned to look at a white gauze female repair, "I am an apprentice Awkward, life is very compatible with Zhongzheng real people."

The woman dressed in white gauze wore a veil, and the eyes exposed outside the veil were not happy. She bent her knees to the round dust, as if she had no feelings of her own: "The master of the dust is good."

"Lord, you are the one who can listen to the heavens. Why don't you understand it? Some things that have been doomed, even if you use your mind, you can't change it?" The dusty girl couldn't bear to be a tool to repair the real life of Zhong Zhong. "There is a virtue of good life in heaven. Some things can't be forced, but there is no room for change. If you are unhelpful, don't be persistent. Let's put it down."

"Let's put down..." Hongyan looked at him and said slowly, "The master laughed."

In her life, what she wants to see is that a monk has successfully risen. Otherwise, what was her sacrifice and let down?

Yuzhou landed on the station of Sendai, waiting for the filial piety for a long time, with several disciples coming forward: "The younger generation of filial piety met the elders and the friends. You have worked hard from afar, and the sects have been set up in the main hall. Feast, please show your face."

"There is work." Red words beheaded.

Xiaodong was shocked in the heart, how did the doorkeeper of Yuexingmen come in person? The door of the Moon Star Gate is not easy to appear on important occasions. If it appears, it must mean that something big has happened.

A group of people came to the main hall, and the red words were faintly sitting in the chair. The other sects saw her, and they dared not bother to go forward, but the heart had already been turbulent.

How did the door of the Moon Star Gate appear? Is it that Heaven has lowered some hints?

Everyone is embarrassed, as long as the red words look aside, everyone can't help but guess, what does this look mean, is there a different meaning?

The weird atmosphere was barely relieved until the two gates of Jiufengmen and Zhaozongzong came to the scene. It is a pity that although Jiufengmen and Zhaozongzong are somewhat inconsistent in private, there are many occasions where people are arrogant, so that they can pretend to persuade to ease the atmosphere and find no excuse.

Not long after, there was a group of people entering the door. Everyone recognized the person who was Yunhuamen. Suddenly, he was relieved. This is good. There are people in Yunhuamen. You must not worry that the atmosphere is not lively. However, after seeing the head of the autumn is the real person of the autumn frost, everyone quickly stood up and saluted, and those who originally wanted to make jokes have stopped this thought.

"You don't have to pay attention to these customs, please sit down, please sit down." Autumn frost raised his hand and let everyone sit down, took a good position, sat down with a cup of tea, and made up his mind to do not much. Elders. Other disciples of Yunhuamen did not speak when they saw the elders. They did not dare to open their mouths. They sat better than one. They did not know that they thought they were pretending to be pretending to be disciples.

Then the atmosphere is more dignified.

In the words of the red saying, Zhongzheng is not in the real world. He is sitting in the main seat of Jinyue Road: "Jin Yuezong, why don't you see Zhongzheng real person?"

"Let all of you laugh, the inferior went out to travel, and only came back recently. I asked him to go back to the peak and have a good time to see the foreigner." Jin Yue did not understand why the red words specifically asked the ancestors, polite and polite, "want to come I will arrive later."

Red words nodded, no longer say more. The white female disciple sitting behind her sat quietly, and heard the words of Zhongkai’s real person, and there was no reaction. The hand hidden in the sleeve was pinched and reluctantly released.

With her qualifications, she could not enter the Moon Star Gate. Because of her good life, she was accepted as a pro-disciple by Master. Others...may not matter.

"Arrived."

"Is there a fairy near the real person?"

Forsythia looked up and saw only a handsome man with a white coat crown outside the temple door coming down from the flying crane. There was a **** the back of the flying crane. The girl is wearing a gorgeous fairy dress, the hair on the flying fairy is like a cloud, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes. This kind of swaying ring, she never used it.

Zhongkai is a very good-looking man. She has never seen such a good-looking person. But when she saw the man turning to reach out and helping the girl's hand and letting her down from the back of the flying crane, she was relieved in her heart.

If this real person has a happy person, Master will not let her make up for his life. She turned her head carefully and saw that Master did not notice her, but stared at the real person who was just entering the door and the girl around him.

[桓宗. 】 Let go of the hand of the ancestors, carry the skirt across the threshold, use the telepathy, [the big beauty in a red dress, see my eyes are so enthusiastic, I am so shy. 】

Mou Zong once again reached out and took her hand across the threshold and walked a few steps into the temple before releasing his hand.

[The one who is the door of the Moon Star Gate is a real person, this person is very cold and stubborn, and his temper is slightly weird. 】

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"Wait." Mou Zong took her wrist. "You just passed?"

"Well?" I don't understand him.

Miao Zong’s face is somewhat unnatural, and he is not used to saying such words. “Don’t forget to bring your most valuable treasures.”

I realized it in an instant, and in the face of everyone, brought the rare genius of the millennium to the middle of Yunhuamen disciples.

Shuguang Zongzhong disciples:? ?