MTL - So What If You’ve Been Reborn?-Chapter 402 Gains and losses

One side of the jade, two sets of tea. This article is by . . Starting

The ground is cast by ice jade, the temple is seven feet high, and the blue shovel on the ground is shimmering with cool white and dark lines.

The four walls are painted with exquisite portraits. This is a coherent scroll. Some people in the painting are plucking the piano, some are enjoying wine tasting, dancing swords, and watching on the sidelines are very lively. The empty and quiet of the temple is completely different.

"North Xuanpai..."

Yang Xinyue recognized at a glance where the picture was drawn.

Before 10,000 years ago, the small world of the beginning of the floating, the Qingnifeng where the North Xuan faction is located.

More Qionghua, more beautiful jade, streamer around the mountains, waterfalls hanging in the sky, a peak in the four seasons, each with its own. The monks talked and laughed at the game and cooked the tea on the road. Just like in this picture, they were happy and happy.

The ancient wilderness collapsed, and there was no clear peak in the world.

"This was originally a North Xuan Xianren, after flying up the fairyland, thinking about the homeland, specially drawn pictures." North Xuan Tianzun **** at the beginning of the jade sitting next to the jade, with a crystal clear cup cover, gently licking the floating foam.

Who ever thought that it became the last trace of the existence of Qing Niufeng.

The original owner of this hall was the founder of Bei Xuan, and he was the one who passed the command of Hongjun Tianzun.

He did Xianjun, but in the battle of the catastrophe that swept the world, the celestial prince fell, and the fairy palace was destroyed. Because of the particularity of this temple, it was well protected by the northern Xuan faction.

The ancestors of the faculty and the ancestors died in succession. Even though Jiang became a god, he had a long time and did not want to come here. Because of the whole painting, there are only one who is alive.

Touching the scene.

This temple was eventually returned to Hansong Xianjun, and when he built the Xiangong on the Kunlun, he included it, just like the Tianhe River where Beixuan Tianzun lived, and the North Xuanxian people outside Jinxian could not get close, it would be better to It is shelved here.

After the Battle of Holocaust, the North Xuan School immortals, who came to watch the murals, were no longer in love with their homeland, but were curious in the mouth of the ancestors, who had defeated Nan Hezong and ruled half of the world’s monks. What is it like?

Yang Xinyue saw the vivid picture on the scroll, and the swallowing whale in his arms woke up, drilled his head, fanned the fins, and made a scream of excitement.

Yang Xinyue did not pay attention, it actually flapped the fins and rushed to the clear spring pool in the painting.

"Hey."

The small swallowing whale hit the wall and the small eyes slid down.

Ginger first laughed.

Yang Xinyue picked up the little guy because he was worried that it would fall out of trouble. He used his fingers to play the black back of the swallowing whale. The swallowing whale did not respond, and he scratched his belly. The fins took the fingers of Yang Xinyue with weakness.

It’s okay, that’s okay.

Yang Xinyue no longer changed his color and put it back into his arms.

"I have a fairy here, named Chiongqiong. Inside, I have a lake of water, and the temperature is gentle. It is suitable for the fairy beasts of the fairyland. Can I give it to Yang Xianyou today?"

Jiang Chushun took out a fairy to be human.

Pomegranate red, fat inside the drum, looks like a shrinking cylinder.

Yang Xinyue swept through the gods and saw that there was no problem, and did not refuse, directly put the swallowing whales into it. The fairy is looking at the small, the inside is really good.

"Hey!" A string of water splashes from the tail, splashed with jade.

The vitality of this momentary recovery is obviously nothing at all, just to pretend to give Yang Xinyue a look.

Ginger Chu smiled very meaningfully, Yang Xinyue faintly said: "It will pounce on the pool in the painting because it used to like to sleep there."

At the beginning of the twitching, Ginger turned his head and did not understand how the North Xuan Pai Qing Niufeng had a playful place for the Nanhe sect.

Fortunately, he soon remembered the true identity of Yang Xinyue.

"You mean?"

"At the beginning of the floating season, there was once a fairy palace above the Qingni Peak. It was the place where the candle dragon stayed in leisure." Yang Xinyue reached into the Chiongqiong, swallowed the whale and swam away. Far away, obviously playing very happy, unwilling to ignore the master.

Yang Xinyue laughed and raised his eyes. "You may not know that there is only one Tianzun in the original world."

At the beginning of the morning, Jiang’s words were slightly wide-eyed, and apparently did not expect to have such things.

"A complete and unprecedented fairyland has a strong vein. After the monks sneak up and fly, they can't leave the fairy world." Yang Xinyue said indifferently, "Where did your air transport come from?"

"Three thousand worlds, one of them."

The most common way to get a gas transport is to throw the inheritance method into a small world. If it prospers, the air transport will come together.

The extent to which the person who got this method, or the sect, did, determined the amount of this air transport.

If it is less, there is no use at all.

If you want to be a god, you can't do anything hard, or even throw it into the small world. You must have nothing to do with others. Otherwise, it will not be purely self-sufficient.

In other words, the North Xuan Tianzun has today, it is his self-enlightenment, and another pass to the world, not the North Xuan.

"The road is true, it is different, because now the fairyland is missing, the three thousand worlds are not perfect."

The immortal passed down different exercises to the world, and the exercises came from the perception of the Tao.

"You think that the merits of air transport come from the preaching of human beings. I have thought about it. Heaven is ruthless, and it is bound to be born in the fairy world. How can you agree that you have more people and more people, how can you prosper?"

"This!" North Xuan Tianzun was speechless.

Yang Xinyue stunned and continued to tease the swallowing whales in the water. He still said: "The real need for the immortal exercises is the land of the small worlds, because they are not born, the exercises you cast, some It can be passed down smoothly, and some can't do it. It is for this reason."

Those who have gotten the exercises and are able to cultivate are the ones that this small world should have.

It is the missing part of the earth that is unresponsive.

This is what is going on in the small world, and there is a reason for the merits.

"The fairyland is innately missing, and the three thousand worlds are helpless, but they still have a way to change. If anyone can use their existing traits, focus on one of them, let the small world flourish, and get this airlift, you will become Tianzun. ""

Yang Xinyue’s unrequited evaluation: “So Tianzun is just an empty shell. It’s a far cry from my day.”

Ginger’s face was a bit unspeakable, and he shouted: “So, can we not compare with Yuan Cheng Tian Zun?”

"The fairy world is not a success. Where is he going?" Yang Xinyue slanted.

Ginger smiled and thought about who caused this? Don't use this attitude to talk about the culprit!

- This is a belly, he can't mention it.

The loss is Yuan Cheng Tian Zun, and the benefits are thousands of monks, immortals, including his North Xuan Tian Zun. Even if it is called an empty shell, it is still higher than Xianjun.

Ginger turned to think about it, remembered to hang Chen Wo.

"In this case, Chen He's airlift..."

"It’s not a way of inheriting the Tao." Yang Xinyue saw it in the trapped circle.

In the early days of the small world, it seems that another life has been chosen. It has been awakened from the doom that once was a fairyland and retreated into the human world.

What did Chen He do to make a small world change?

Heaven goes back to the world? No, if that is the case, it will not be delayed until today, Chen He should have been the most unseen talent pair in the early days.

"Looking for ways to find out what happened to the small world in the early days of the floating world. Let's say that in recent years, from the immortals who have risen in the early days, it is possible to discover the mystery." Yang Xinyue is also very interested in this.

At the beginning of the year, Jiang was free to call the Qing dynasty to be a messenger and let it pass orders.

He is holding a tea pot and savoring the tea fragrance. He said casually in his mouth: "This is a coincidence. The tea in front of you and me is the cloud tea brought from the human world. It is said that the tea maker is from Changxian. door."

Changxiangmen, a small world in the early days of the floating world, is one of the five major sects of the right path, but it is in the general world.

Changxianmen is in the sky, there are a total of three or four Luo Tianshangxian, no Jinxian.

This scale is the same as that of Akasaka, Han Mingzong and the Aggregate School. The Heluo School excludes Yunchenzi, which is also about this level.

Compared with the sects of the three thousand worlds, Bei Xuan Tianzun naturally knows more about the sects of the small world.

Yang Xinyue ate a cup of tea at random.

What he said today, Jiang has already let his heart get lucky.

- There must be only one Tianzun in the fairyland. Yuan Cheng looked at them and they were not pleasing to the eye for a long time.

As the chief culprit, Yang Xinyue was not less resentful.

Bei Xuan Tian Zun’s heart is complicated, and he will finish drinking a cup of tea without knowing it.

Just at this time, Qinghe Xianjun brought people outside to seek advice. It was Yang Xinyue’s first sight to see the monks who had risen from the early days of the small world to less than two hundred years.

Qinghe Xianjun sees the lord and Tianzun sitting on the side of tea, there is nothing to look like, very happy.

"Tianzun, this is the person you want to meet..."

Jiang Chu suddenly looked at the two rows of people in front of him.

There are actually eight counts. If it was a prosperous year ago, it was nothing.

The ancient wilderness area is extensive, and there are tens of thousands of monks in a small martial art school.

Now the power of Bei Xuan Tianzun is in Kunlun. It is not the whole of the flying world, but also the one that is effective in Nanxian Tianzun. Just like most Xiaoxian, you can find a place to squat. ?

"Is it from Changxianmen?"

Immediately, there was an old fairy who looked like an old one. The bottom of my heart was secretly delighted to offer tea and took a step. As soon as he entered the temple, he smelled the familiar tea.

There is a teacher's door to take care of it. In the fairy palace, you can do a little real fairy as long as you practice hard. If you don't have a good day, the exercises are all ready-made, but the immortal medicine depends on the mood of the elders.

It’s a shame to be able to summon Jin Jinxian. Now it’s directly Tianzun, and he’s going to have fun.

"Returning to Tianzun, Xiaoxian is exactly."

Jiang Chu looked at the seven people who were equally respectful and respectful.

Xiaozhenxian was received by the fairy palace because she just flew up. She didn’t suffer enough in the fairy world. Most of them still maintained the arrogance in the world. Even if they came to see Xianjun Tianzun, they knew that they should be respectful and addictive. Come down.

Otherwise, it is like dispelling, self-contained, do not want to get anything from others, of course, the look is not humility, only maintain the necessary number of gifts.

"These little true immortals seem to be used to seeing other people's faces in the mortal world." Qinghe Xianjun couldn't help but say with God. He knew what Jiang was surprised at because he just felt it. Otherwise, they are elders who specialize in dealing with other denominations."

Smiles greet people, and temperament, quickly align their identity, unlike the Mahayana monks!

"Today, I am waiting for him to come, and there is nothing else. I also come from the small world of the early days and want to hear what has changed in my hometown."

"This--"

The immortals are a bit embarrassed. Compared with 10,000 years ago, there are too many changes. Which one to say?

"It doesn't have to be much. What are the sects in the realm of cultivation? How about the magical repairs? Overseas monks..."

Yang Xinyue interrupted the words of Bei Xuan Tianzun and asked directly: "What is Liang Yange's present, after Chen Hefei's rise, who will take over the magic road, Xing Ritian, or the Western Region Hurricane Supreme."

When a few immortals heard a sigh of relief, what happened a thousand years ago, it’s not too far.

"There is no fairy in the flames. I don't know."

"In the eight hundred years ago, the demon Zhan Yuanqiu unified the entire realm."

Those who are not allowed to go back to the land, and they robbed into a fairy, so it is not taboo to mention the name.

"Zhan Yuanqiu, this person, is the decent person from the flame sage, the apprentice of the Sword Supreme Master, the younger brother of the Supreme Master. In the early years, there was the name of the fox in the magic road. After the unification of the real world, there is no second sage in the magic road. He not only got the power left by the Scorpio Sword, but also accepted the Liang Yange."

"The spirit of the entire comprehension, minerals, magic weapons, and even apprentices must go to Liang Yange to buy."

These immortals are not accustomed to this kind of life, they are not angry, just smile: "There is less and less disputes in the realm of cultivation. When the Jade Supreme Master takes over the realm of repairing the truth, the Taoist sects speak, and no one in the world has listened. ""

"If it is not for our martial art, there is still a merit advantage. I am afraid that the entire realm of cultivation will soon become a mortal private market. If the foundation-based monks can't afford the medicine, they will go to any city in the Kyushu thirty-sixth county and give it to Liang Yange. After a year and a half, the monk taught the low-ranking monks in the period of nourishing the gas. If they couldn’t afford to practice the exercises, they would give the Jindan monks an alchemy boy."

"Xiaoxian is seven or eight hundred years old. She still knows the situation of the past in the realm of cultivation. As for the young monks, I thought that this is the case in the world?"

Qinghe Xianjun asks: "Yu Shuang Zun, is also a magic repair?"

This is related to whether you can see it in the fairy world, and how to see it, even if the magic repair is flying, it is also in the robbery.

"No, Yushuang Zun is a monster... It was the dragon crab that Zhan Yuanqiu had raised, and later opened his mind."

Qing He Xianjun rounded his eyes.

Bei Xuan Tianzun did not care about this. He looked at Yang Xinyue. His eyes were full of doubts: Listening to these words, the person who got the air and the air, not the jade frost, but also Zhan Yuanqiu, how could it be Chen Wo?