There are many unworthy people and things in the world.
No wife in the wife cake;
No dolls in baby dishes;
The blooming chrysanthemums are not called flowers;
In the legend of the cultivation world, there was once a golden pill immortal without a golden pill
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Lin Fei had a dream. In his dream, he was in a nanmu coffin, which was very spacious and covered with cushions. He was very comfortable to lie down.
He woke up and found that it was not a dream!
He tried to sit up, but he could not move a finger and his mouth could not make a sound.
He clearly remembered that he and several friends were drinking in KTV. Why did he lie here for no reason?
With the coffin lid open, he could see the beam lifting and fighting on his head. It should be in an ancient building. There was a lot of noise nearby.
"Lin Fei is the leader's true disciple, and his affairs will naturally be handled according to the rules of Taoism. How can he be so hasty!" said a middle-aged man angrily.
"Hum, now the leader is in a coma, his spirit is in disorder, and something may happen. The top priority is to have someone take charge of the overall situation and stabilize the people's hearts. I suggest that everything be simplified and cremated in the back mountain." It was the Ming Elder of Qingniu Peak who spoke.
"Fuck you, you old man." Lin Fei was worried like an ant on a hot pot when he heard others name him and wanted to carry him to cremation.
"I'm still alive, help!" he shouted in his heart, but it didn't help.
At this time, a haggard and tearful woman outside the hall rushed in, hurried to Lin Fei's side, fell on the coffin cover and cried loudly.
Lin Fei suddenly felt that his eyes were slightly rotated. He quickly concentrated his whole body's strength to stare desperately. After struggling for a long time, he finally tilted his eyes a little towards the lower left.
He breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the cool face of Mushroom. As long as she looked up, she would surely find that she was different.
The girl cried for a long time. She was almost dead. Finally, she sobbed and raised her head. Her eyes were right on Shanglin Fei's eyes.
"I'm saved!" Lin Fei flipped excitedly in his head.
A gentle palm brushed Lin Fei's face and closed his eyes.
"Elder martial brother, I know that you didn't close your eyes when you died. It's all because God has no eyes!" The girl continued to cry.
"Cheap! People!" Lin Fei was determined to kill people.
"Well, the Qingyun Sect is just in the critical period of life and death. I hope everyone can work together to tide over the difficulties. As for Lin Fei's cremation, it should be left to the disciples of the External Clan's Department of Internal Affairs." Elder Ming doesn't want to waste any more time. Lin Fei used to be a genius, but now he is also a dead man and a bird in the sky. The leader, Qingxuezi, may not survive this challenge. As the second most powerful person in the Qingyun Sect, Elder Ming had a bold idea in mind. Taking advantage of the chaos in the door, he would draw in his trusted followers, expel dissenters, and take the position of leader.
"Qiang!"
"Who dares to burn my elder martial brother? He asked me about the sword in my hand first." The girl suddenly broke out.
Hiss!
Elder Ming has some toothache.
Li Er, don't play around. I have a lot of things to do. Don't follow me.
"I'm afraid not! No cremation. I want to bury my elder martial brother at the foot of Qiuming Mountain."
"Qiu Mingshan is tens of miles away from here, and you have to work hard to attract people. What's your craziness?"
"Senior brother... used to like to practice flying swords there." The girl said that she was crying and the big one fell down again. The pear blossom was raining, which made people feel pity.
Hiss!
Elder Ming has some egg pains.
Ah! It's better to have a dog than a daughter. Sooner or later, you will be angry to death.
"The one inside, right, is you. Come here and do what Su Li says. Don't bother me again." Long Ming turned around and walked away.
Lin Fei has been listening to the quarrel between the father and daughter with his ears pricked up. His mood fluctuates like a roller coaster ride.
I have saved my life for the time being. It's better to live than die. I can live for one more minute.
His eyes could not open and his body could not move all the time. During this period, people kept coming to add oil to the Changming Lamp, and many other disciples came to mourn. Lin Fei smelled the body fragrance, and it was estimated that there were many young disciples.
Before long, a crowd of people came in and nailed the coffin lid with three or two strokes. Then the coffin was lifted up and began to move.
Lin Feimeng was in the coffin. He felt that his brain was buzzing and he could not breathe.
After arriving at the ground, the coffin was put aside and played and sang outside. The excessive chanters did not know how long they had struggled. The coffin was lifted up again. Lin Fei could hear the sound of dirt bumps hitting the coffin.
Suddenly, a flood of memories kept pouring into his mind, most of which were vague, just like a torn and crushed book, whose contents could not be connected, but they were not his own memories.
This is a memory fragment belonging to the original owner of the body. Lin Fei understood
He, through.
A burst of fever in the brain accompanied by tearing pain. It was obvious that the CPU was overloaded. After a few minutes, the memory picture was frozen at the last moment of the original master's life.
......
three days ago.
Over the Feiyun Peak of Dongqiao Peak.
The dusk is thick as ink, and the clouds roll, forming a huge whirlpool. In the center, purple lightning snakes emit dazzling white light, as if the sky opens a bloody eye.
A young man sat alone on the peak.
A few miles away is the Nine Palaces and Twelve Views of Qingyun Gate. The main peak is Yuxiao Peak, and the other nine peaks are arched.
Dongqiao Peak is the farthest from the main peak, and it is the place where the ancestors of Qingyun Sect who have set foot on Jindan Avenue in past dynasties deal with the disaster.
The way of heaven is merciless, and the disaster relief is even more dangerous, and there is no room for any loss. The Green Cloud Sect's purpose is to protect the disaster relief disciples from the outside world and facilitate timely treatment after the disaster relief; Both of them can provide a rare opportunity for backward disciples to watch on the stage, appreciate the power of heaven and accumulate experience.
Seeing that a catastrophe is imminent, it may be launched at any time. There is no tension on the Tianshu stage of Yuxiao Peak. Everyone's faces are happy, happier than the Spring Festival.
"Congratulations, Leader, you had a glimpse of the mystery in the vast sea of people and found such a Taoist genius as Lin Fei. At the age of three, the boy could know Taoist treasures, and at the age of seven, he built a foundation. His cultivation was only ten years old, and he was about to enter the Golden Elixir Avenue. His achievements in the future are even more limitless. Our Qingyun Sect was among the top sects, and it's just around the corner!" A white haired elder could not hide his excitement, After saying that, he burst into tears. His feelings about the sect were expressed in his words.
"Yes, yes, the Elder Ming is right!" Everyone agrees, but secretly scolds:
"Shit, you bad old man is very bad! You flatter me all by yourself, and don't leave me any."
"Not only is Lin Fei a prodigy, but he is the son of destiny. This amazing talent is unprecedented and unprecedented. It can be called a god of heaven and earth. However, Lin Fei's best talent would be limited if he didn't have the leader's reputation and ardent teaching for many years." Another tall elder refused to be outdone.
"It's really true, Elder Gao is right!" Everyone agreed with him and secretly admired him.
"Keep a low profile! Keep a low profile!" The leader, Qingxuezi, smiled bitterly.
Huo Zam!
There was a huge thunder, and an arm sized white lightning shot straight towards the top of the flying clouds. The boy jumped up and punched the lightning.
Boom!!!
The silver grains were strung on his fists and gradually dissipated. The young man's feet fell into the ground and remained still.
"Good reception!" The Tianshu Platform cheered.
The second divine thunder has been ready for a long time and comes one after another.
Huo Zam!
The purple lightning, which is as thick as a bucket, comes in a flash with amazing power.
The boy suddenly pulled out the long knife behind him, stopped drinking, and his coat burst, revealing strong muscles. He turned his body and cut the broadsword.
"Elder martial brother smelly, I hate it!" Several female disciples opened their fingers and covered their eyes, obviously their focus was not on the same channel as others.
Qiang~~~
The long sound of the knife resounded in the mountains, and the flying cloud top stone shocked the sky, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.
When the wind and smoke were exhausted, the boy stood up slowly on one knee.
"Is this Lei Linggen, who is said to be fearless of natural disasters?" A young disciple muttered to himself, unable to close his legs admiringly.
"Wrong, please add a word" Ju "in front, Ju Lei Linggen!" A female disciple nearby corrected with slight dissatisfaction.
At this time, the teenager went to the Dantian Qi acupoint and an inner pill had taken shape. The golden light was flowing, the purple gas was dense, and finally became colorless.
Even though it was so far away, the young disciples on the Tianshu Platform could still feel the frightening power of the catastrophe. The eldest martial brother took over two divine thunderbolts with a light touch, and they were not hurt, but still had more power.
There must be no suspense about this last divine thunder. Today, the Qingyun goalkeeper has an extra golden elixir.
While feeling the amazing talent of the elder martial brother, the disciples secretly encouraged themselves and would like to win the admiration of the younger martial sisters one day.
There are also those who are wandering in their minds, and even the children's names have been chosen.
Seeing how easily the teenager responded, Qingxuezi felt more secure.
Lin Fei is more than just Lei Linggen. It involves a small secret of his own, so he deliberately conceals it.
He had already quietly given Lin Fei the last pot of strong jade syrup in the sect's inventory. Drinking this wine can help his body share the power of thunder and lightning more quickly, which is the best way to deal with natural disasters.
Only one person in the world knows the brewing method, which is extremely precious.
At this moment, a space fissure just appeared between Jieyun and the boy's head. The fissure expanded rapidly, as if something wanted to break through the barrier and enter the world.
The third divine thunder that had been on the line was slowly dissipated. A huge repulsion between heaven and earth wanted to close the crack, but the things in the crack were very tenacious and managed to squeeze out under pressure. This is a consciousness from a different world. When it jumps out, the crack disappears in an instant.
God, angry!
The sky curtain is more and more low and within reach.
The sky and earth were as thick as ink. The light was getting darker and darker. The situation on the top of Feiyun could not be seen clearly on the Tianshu Platform.
The young man looked up at the sky doubtfully, and his face was no longer confident. He took off the wine gourd at his waist and lifted his neck to drink.
Gudu Gudu......
The last drop of liquor fell into his throat, and the young man's face was covered with rosy clouds, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the frosty sky.
"Come on!"
After drinking, he was still brave. A bright golden pill appeared on his head, and silver amulets flew around his body. The young man held a knife in one hand and pointed angrily at the sky.
With the boy's roar, the last ray of light disappeared in the world, and absolute darkness shrouded everything.
Ten! Fang! thunder! Prison!
Black lightning blocks the sky, and thousands of long guns are gathered between the sky and the sky.
The boy below is like a boat, swaying in the raging sea.
His body is covered with dragon veins like blue veins, his face is twisted and ferocious, and he is stationed at the long sword station, holding on to prevent himself from kneeling.
The bright golden pill on the head gradually faded into the elixir field in the roar of black lightning.
"Senior Brother!!!" The girls were crying in the wind.
On the Tianshu Terrace, Qingyun Sect leader Qingxuzi blew out his old blood and fell to the ground.
I don't know how long it took.
God, it's open.
The moon splashes the Milky Way, just like the moment of peace before the creation of the ancient world.
The dust settled.
Since then, there is no Dongqiao Mountain in the world.
