Looking at the boy below, Shui Dongliu shook his head: "It's too young, too simple, too stupid."

"There is no distinction between good and evil, and you dare to believe such words."

Black Emperor Xuanming coughed: "You are young, give more opportunities, who hasn't made stupidity when he was not young."

"I don't."

Shuidong frowned and asked: "Is there a brother?"

Black Emperor Xuanming groaned for a while, thinking about it, what would happen if he encountered this kind of jade and simple ?!

No, I am afraid that I ca n’t meet with my own personality, and I will slip at first glance.

"I don't have it." Hei Emperor Xuanming sincerely said: "It seems that he is really not suitable for being a Taoist disciple."

"Otherwise, let's choose another."

The so -called son of destiny, the son of the luck, the protagonist of the times, is just the darling of the world, and this is the founder of the world, the father of the world, and the grandfather of the protagonist of the times.

Eligible and capable of determining the son of the fourth mountain and sea.

Shuidongliu smiled indifferently: "I don't have to be so troublesome. He can't do the disciples of nine seals.

"Besides, he reminds me of an old friend, an old friend."

The Black Emperor Xuanming was curious: "I would like to hear the details."

Shuidong Liuyou said: "When the Extraordinary Immortal Realm, there was a magic ancestor called Wuji ancestor."

"He once founded a Zongmen Wuji Gate, with four temples in the door, Ding Temple, Sword Hall, Dan Temple, Dragon Hall."

"The disciples in the sect practice the Demon Cauldron Sutra, the Demon Sword Sutra, the Demon Pill Sutra, and the Demon Dragon Sutra. It is said that the four sutras are integrated into one, and they inherit the true martial arts of the Demon Patriarch Wuji."

The Black Emperor Xuanming raised his eyebrows, which was a very old story.

The tripod hall for refining weapons, the sword hall for killing, the alchemy hall for refining alchemy hall, and the dragon hall that coordinates the overall situation. This is how a normal sect divides it. There may be more halls, and if you change the name, it is generally the same.

As for the unity of the four classics, it is even more important to select disciples to prove loyalty and have other old ways to stay close to each other.

However, this story is told from Shui Dongliu's mouth. It is just a story that looks old-fashioned and can transcend the past half-step to the Supreme Remember. Old friends must be interesting and extraordinary.

Sure enough, Shuidong paused, and the words turned: "The disciples without a very good practice are very good, and they are almost catching up with the serious fairy sect.

Door."

"The rules of Wuji Sect are ruthless. When you enter the school, you need to destroy the whole family and make a bloody oath, or when you are young, you can lead people to destroy the whole family and lead them to the Tao."

"There is also a strict level in the door, divided into outer door, inner door, and hall master. From top to bottom, the control is extremely rigorous."

"The inner disciples regard the outer disciples as ants, kill and take them now, and because they come out of the same sect and practice the same method together, there will be great benefits."

"The master of the palace is regarded as the inner disciples such as cattle and horses and livestock.

"If there are any defects in practice, I secretly ordered a disciple of the Dan Hall to plot against another disciple of the outer Dan Hall, and then refine the two disciples into magic pills on the grounds of cleaning up the portal."

The Black Emperor Xuanming thought: "I think the outcome of the last few palace masters is not very good."

Shui Dongliu nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist master is greedy, and he is unwilling to let the inner disciples go. How could Wuji let the palace master go?"

"Before the destruction of Wuji Sect, there were nine hall masters in the Dragon Palace who had accomplished the Demon Dragon Sutra, and they were all refined into demon dragons by Wuji's ancestor."

"Nine magic dragons are combined to form a Kowloon magic magic.

After listening to the deeds of the ancestor of Wuji, the black emperor Xuanming, who had a good relationship with the Demon Demon of the Taishangtian Magic, couldn't help but said with emotion: "The ancestor of the Wuji ancestor is also the magic head!"

This kind of devouring all things, damaging the lives, and wearing our own means, put them on the universe of the flood and waste, is also our ... Keke, the members of their magic way.

There is no pole door, the entire Wuji gate is the ancestor of Wuji. As for other people, don't even say disciples, even Tao Tong is not considered, just a pure migrant worker.

The diligent practice of practicing throughout his life is just to create a better future for the Wuji Ancestor.

"I wonder what happened to the ancestor Wuji afterwards?"

Black Emperor Xuanming asked curiously

The Luo Mo teenager who looked down at the bottom of Shuidong was strictly the jade and Jane in the hands of the teenager. The eyes gradually became cold and said slowly: "Later

Without any hesitation, he immediately surrendered to the alien race."

"I think now that I am inheriting the Taoist tradition in the thirty-three days, and it is another Wuji Sect."

As soon as the void was grabbed, the origin of the fourth mountain and sea trembled. The thirty-three days of the alien race made tragic cry in the jade slip, struggling to resist, and his eyes were red.

He glanced at the young man Luo Mo, and Shui Dongliu snorted coldly: "I'm a little stupid, but my cultivation of mountains and seas can't be taken over by a rebel cultivator from a foreign race."

"Edict!"

"The mountains and the sea are immeasurable, the life of the life is life, but the practice of the alien is inseparable!"

A scorpion head of the body is broken and traced back to the source. In the thirty -three days, a drama deity exploded instantly and turned into a magic embryo like a dragon -like scorpion.

The watershed void, wiped the magic embryo, all traces did not exist, and there was no such god in the world.

He did not take the ancestors of the past, and he didn't take it in his eyes, not to mention his descendants.

After we looked at Luo Mo for a while, the breath of the east flow turned, and the thoughts of the gods fell into the jade slips, replacing the location of the alien cultivation.

Jiufeng Supreme is the number one person in the fairy world, surrounding the starry sky, and has never seen any scenes. He also understands the powerful soul and the old man's golden fingers.

The jade slips of alien monks are obscure and difficult to understand. The words are just varied. Without the guidance of the Scorpion God, Luo Mo could not enter the door at all.

"how so!"

Bunch on the stone wall, Luo Mo is bitter and hoarse

Obviously the new merit is in front of you, and you can defeat your brother ... double happiness, how can it ...

"Hehe, stupid boy, it seems you need help?"

Just when Luo Mo was in a state of depression, an old strange laugh echoed among the stone walls of the secret room.

Luo Mo suddenly turned around and stared at the jade slip.

But once a gentleman met Luo Mo, the fourth mountain and sea robbed him again.

..............

Outside the main hall of the sect, many disciples were waiting. The sect leader summoned them to come, but there was no instructions, which made them think a lot and discuss it privately.

"Brother? Prince ..."

Some disciples couldn't help asking Jin Qiaojue, the disciple, Jin Qiaojue, was the most important thing.

Jin Qiaojue smiled indifferently: "What will you know sooner or later, what can be anxious?"
Chapter completed!