Chapter 73 Dark Waves

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In the battle of the Junzi Kingdom, the elite of the Hundreds of Rendao were destroyed, and the leaders of the Tiance Sect survived, but the five of the eight sects led by the Qingzhu Sect did not get involved in the matter of the gentleman's country, so the hundreds of the Rendao did not actually hurt their muscles and bones. After that, these five sects took the initiative to help revive the People's Island Taoist sect and launched the Taoist alliance. The Hundred Leagues of People's Island finally have a prototype.

The magic road of Wugen Mountain has long been ready to move. Taking advantage of the weakening of the strength of the Taoist gate, it is secretly ready to rush out of Wugen Mountain.

On the surface, the cultivation of Rendao is peaceful, but it is quiet before the storm.

And a Buddhist monk led by Wuya Temple sensed the crisis, and the exchanges between the temples were more frequent.

In a word, the waves on the human island are no longer the dominant one in the past.

Shortly after the battle of the gentleman's country, the Hundred League of People's Island issued a wanted notice. This time, they are no longer only wanted on the cultivation of the truth, but pasted the portraits all over the whole world. The monarchs of various countries have long known about the gentleman's country, and they are all frightened and inexplicable. Usually, this group of high-ranking monks have requirements. Naturally, they are desperately posting up and do not On the three days, the countries of Renjima were covered with a strong black boy with a cold and serious portrait of a short-haired teenager.

Although these mortals did not know what had happened, the gentleman's country disappeared almost overnight. That day, the boundless darkness that enveloped the whole capital of the gentleman's country. With the sound of thunder in it, many people saw and heard it, so there were many unreliable rumors in the market. Smell.

But the most acceptable thing is the theory of the birth of Moro. For a time, the common people's theory about the birth of Moro was very popular.

And in Beijing, Linhai, somewhere in a city, under the cold winter sun, a young man in white, holding a fan painted with pink and white peach blossoms, swaying on the bustling street, looking at the little brother roasting sweet potatoes beside the road, looking at the honest middle-aged man selling sugar gourd. He rubbed his hands and stamped his feet, looked at the pedestrians huddled in the thick cotton-padded clothes, smiled and said very dissatisfied words to the two people behind him: "Can you stop doing this style?"

An old man dressed as a housekeeper, wearing a bearskin hat, with a straight waist and followed quietly behind the prince. His eyes had a lot of tired blood, which was no different from the bad housekeepers of powerful families. When he heard the master's question, he bowed slightly in panic and looked respectfully, but the words he said in his mouth were not so Respectfully: "If you want to escape from the hundreds of people's islands alive."

Behind the white man, another man dressed as a warrior was tall and friendless. His face was as cold as an iron tower. A thick beard on his chin was very eye-catching. He nodded in agreement with the housekeeper's opinion, but only said one word at half a sound: "It's true."

This white-clothed prince is naturally a painting halberd. He is about to collapse now. He really doesn't like this tone, and in order not to cause any spiritual fluctuations, so that he is detected by the monks hidden somewhere, the three dare not use illusions to transform, nor do they escape from treasures, but just pretend to travel around hundreds of cities all the way. The children of the rich family, Iron Man, even dare not release his divine consciousness, for fear of shocking hundreds of monks who don't know where they are.

They have always been so cautious. After all, it was the old man Xue Hun who was banned by Xiao Shami with great magic power in the gentleman's country on that day, and he could only exert the cultivation of enlightenment to the spiritual realm on the human island.

The two spiritual practitioners still couldn't turn over the waves on the human island, so they did not hesitate at all. The three decided to escape to the sect where the old man Xue Hun was on Hell Island.

And Man Island does not have a direct road to Hell Island. It can only turn from Animal Island, and Linhai City is the only way to Animal Island.

I don't know why Tiancemen has not revealed to the Baidao League that the painting halberd and the iron man are no longer just two people. Now there is an old man with Xue, and he has not revealed to Baidao on Rendao that this dark teenager has already cultivated a handsome young man in Xunhua City, a gentleman's country.

This teenager who has lived in Yanziping for ten years has already blown the simple and unpretentious dust into his bones, just like the snow-white radish in the field. No matter how white it is, it is just a product of the ground, with a lot of ground atmosphere.

The halberd gently shakes the fan painted with pink and white peach blossoms. Although he is quite disgusted with this kind of tone, he smiles on the surface. I don't know if there are monks in Linhai City. Why do you have to pretend like this?

He inadvertently saw the name of the shop beside the road, and his heart thumped. Zhao Qizhi's hand was far enough to reach out. Although on the eve of the destruction of the gentleman's country, the painting halberd persuaded the disabled middle-aged man out of the gentleman's country. At least he was the other party's lifes lifesavior, but the painting halberd had no face to meet him. Fang had to apologize secretly in his heart, and he didn't know whether the elixir obtained from the elder Mo had cured the other party's legs. It's just that the Feng'er girl in the Peach Blossom Building disappeared after the day she redeemed herself, and the failure to save her made the painting halberd a little regretful.

I couldn't help but speed up. I crossed the shop, took out a few copper, bought a hot sweet potato, and wrapped it in thick paper. Although I was not afraid of the cold, I subconsciously wanted to warm my heart that was not hot.

Carefully peeled the skin of the sweet potato, ate two mouthfuls of white golden pulp, and occasionally said something to the two people behind him with a smile, really like a child of an angry family.

In fact, as soon as the three entered Linhai City, they attracted the attention of countless people, mainly because the iron man was too tall. This teenager, who was about the same age as the painting halberd, had a rather old face. The thick beard after disguise made him have a lot more rough than the front front face, and even more attractive than the painting halberd. Attention.

But no one can associate them with the two 'Deborn Moro' in the portrait. First, the painting halberd is a white-faced brother who is far from the portrait; second, the iron man dressed as a rough man makes him more like a middle-aged man, rather than a cold-faced youth who can make many girls crazy in the portrait.

The old man Xue confused looked at the north of Linhai City indifferently and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He had already put away his disguised illusion, revealed his true face, and no longer saw people like a gentleman and a national teacher.

At this moment, their situation is quite difficult. The passage between the islands has always been a place where monks gather. Fish and dragons are mixed. The news of the wanted iron man and the painting halberd on the island must have spread there. Although the appearance of the painting halberd and the iron man has changed, there is nothing at all under the investigation of the monks who are mixed with fish and dragons. Duned form.

I had to live in Linhai City for the time being before I thought of a solution.