Although Luo Yingzong's purpose is to love both without attacking, and all things are equal.
But it is extremely rare to practice deeply like the saints of Qianmo.
Many disciples just talk, but still have a deep understanding of their own ideas in their hearts, paying attention to bloodline and origin. When they meet the strong, they are despised and despised. When they meet the weak, they are despised and despised.
In the eyes of these female cultivators, Huang Ling'er, a cultivator from the wilderness and primitive star field, is not worthy of Yang Dingtian at all.
However, these things were not too involved with her. After listening to them, she then clasped her fists and said goodbye.
The core children like Ruhua Xiangrong all have their own mountain and several palaces as temples.
After taking three holy soldiers, Hua Xiangrong had to prepare for the trip to the Eastern Empire, select disciples from her side, etc. Therefore, she did not delay too much, but directly used the escape technique and returned to her own temple.
Among them.
I saw a female cultivator standing at the entrance of the temple from a distance, motionless. Her figure was graceful and exquisite. Although she was wrapped in a wide core disciple's robes, she still couldn't hide her graceful and graceful look.
Moreover, her facial features are elegant and unconventional, her pretty face is clear and smooth, like ice jade, her clear and beautiful eyes are as bright as gems, and a simple bun is inserted into her head, and her neck is
Slim and greasy snow.
"It's Huang Ling'er! Why did you come to my temple?"
Although Hua Xiangrong didn't have a deep relationship with Huang Ling'er, Huang Ling'er was so beautiful and famous, she naturally knew her.
Hua Xiangrong descended the escape light and walked only a hundred meters away from Huang Ling'er. Huang Ling'er had not yet reacted.
Her beautiful eyes looked at the point in the void in the distance, motionless, like a white jade statue.
"Cough cough. I don't know if Fairy Ling'er's Dharma Arrivals in the humble house are missing!"
Hua Xiangrong coughed gently, and wanted to laugh in her heart.
Huang Ling'er has a sensual aura, pure and natural, and very cute.
It is like a deer in the forest, with harmless humans and animals. It is even lacking the vigilance that monks should have.
If it weren't for the protection of Lian Huahun, she wouldn't know how many times she had died.
She is kind to others, never compete with others, is indifferent and clear-minded, and is weak and pitiful, making people always feel a desire to protect themselves.
Even though they are both women, Hua Xiangrong can't hate her.
"oops!"
Huang Ling'er was so scared that she was shocked and came to her senses.
Seeing clearly that it was Hua Xiangrong, Huang Ling'er moved her lotus steps and came closer, bowed her knees and said respectfully: "Junior sister Huang Ling'er, I have seen Senior Sister Hua! I am so rude to visit. I hope my senior sister will be more responsible.
!”
She has a beautiful appearance, and the deeper her cultivation level, the stronger her natural freshness. She is often accompanied by the saint's soul. After her careful training, every move is gentle and elegant, beautiful and natural, and it is simply
Like a rare treasure.
"Ling'er, you don't have to be so polite. We are all disciples of Luoyingzong, who share the same spirit and support each other, and are as close as brothers and feet."
Hua Xiangrong smiled and asked, "What's the matter with you looking for me?"
With a breath of intoxicating fragrance, Huang Ling'er walked up to Hua Xiangrong's side, stretched out her slender hands, grabbed Hua Xiangrong's sleeves, as white as translucent mutton fat.
Her pretty face raised slightly, her clear and beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow and expectation, and she asked in a charming voice: "Sister Hua, your status in the sect is far higher than that of my junior sister. I want to ask you for a while.
One thing... Can you help me read the imprints about Saint Siqing!”
The battle between Jiang Tian and the Demon Dragon Jueyuan became famous on the mainland and shocked the world.
Many great masters of the great sects of the Shenzong Sect highly praised him, and praised him as "the first person below the saint of Return to the Void" and "unmatched the saint of Return to the Void". He was very proud of his words.
However, the specific battle imprints were listed as top secret information by various sects. They did not reach a certain status and identity, and were not qualified to borrow and study.
"Does the junior sister want to watch this person's martial arts and fighting methods?"
Hua Xiangrong smiled slightly.
Huang Ling'er nodded.
Hua Xiangrong said, "This is true. This person is indeed extremely powerful in combat, strong in body, and unpredictable magical powers. Watching his battles take pictures will be of great benefit to our cultivation and the improvement of our combat awareness!"
Although she doesn't like Jiang Tian's domineering style, she has to admit that Jiang Tian's strength is indeed terrifying and terrifying.
I couldn't help but sigh:
"Master is right. All beings are equal, and mud can transform into dragon ponds, and carp can leaps on the dragon gate. Who would have thought that he was a wandering cultivator from the Black Sun Star Domain, with roots and bones, talent, martial arts and combat power.
, are they far more than our mainland natives?"
"Ah? He, does Saint Siqing come from the Black Sun Star Domain?"
The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Huang Ling'er's delicate body trembled as if she was struck by lightning, and her jade hand tightly pulled Hua Xiangrong's sleeve, so she did not fall to the ground.
"Junior Sister Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Xiangrong looked over in surprise.
Huang Ling'er looked sad and desperate, and two lines of clear tears rolled down her snow-covered cheeks. With a stern sound, she dripped on the glaze ground like jade, crystal clear, as if morning dew.
"It's not him, it's not him after all..."
Huang Ling'er murmured in her heart, and her mind was in chaos.
Since that day, when she was patrolling the Mars territory, she was taken away from the solar system by her master who was traveling through the star seas and arrived at the Shengyuan Continent, she has always missed her hometown, her relatives and friends, and... Jiang Tian
.
Those grass and trees, those cities, the vast mountains and rivers, and the deeper things behind the mountains and rivers are all separated from her billions of light years, and are separated from her by the vast galaxy that seems to be difficult to pass through forever.
On the Shengyuan Continent, the spiritual energy is more abundant, like a waterfall, the laws are more concentric, the avenue is more tenacious, and even this land is more vast and magnificent.
However, in Huang Ling'er's feeling, she was like a creature who had lost the traction of the earth, lost the gravity, and floated in the universe.
A small and tiny creature like dust.
Over the years, she begged again and again to let her go back.
She had cried, knelt down, and even forced herself to commit suicide by dying.
For a few years, she no longer worried about what the earth would end in the invasion of the Beidou Demon Clan and whether the earth's human race would become extinct. She didn't know what the result of Jiang Tian's battle with the Immortal Ruins, and whether she would fall in that strange land.
In the world.
In Luo Yingzong, she seemed free, but in fact she was like being in jail, and life was worse than death.
"To live, you must live! To live no matter how difficult it is!"
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Jiang Tian still lives in this world, I can't die!"
She kept reminding herself and encouraging herself that since Jiang Tian was a cultivator, one day he would definitely go to the Central Galaxy. According to the path, the Shengyuan Continent was also the only way for Jiang Tian to arrive at the Central Galaxy.