Chapter 422: All parties invite teachers to pay homage to the mountain, and Gu Yusheng rides a horse
Gu Yusheng pulled the treasure bottle beside him, and the spiritual gourd around his waist was shaking slightly at this time. Gu Yu's life explored with a ray of consciousness and found that the dragon mountains buzzed.
It can be turned into a sword at any time, and a strange summoning force appears from the direction of Jingting Mountain, and the Dragon Mountain also echo.
"Son, what's going on?"
Bao Ping's eyes widened and looked at the water of the riverside, and the eyes were full of horror. This was by no means a general dragon turned over.
"I don't know, maybe it's an accident."
Gu Yu's life did not have much feelings for the Holy Yuan, but he saw Mr. Wu and Mr. Liu only go to the demon grand event in exchange for the peace of the world and gave Gu Yu's life greatly.
Identity, the righteousness of Mr. Wu and Mr. Liu, is worthy of his respect.
Although this time, although I just put the little master's body properly, I can ask for the rest of my life and get a clear answer.
For yourself.
Also for Mo Mo.
The attitude of the Holy Yuan.
It determines his attitude towards the Holy Yuan.
The rivers and lakes are not big. Gu Yu's life only feels that there is no Mo Wanyun, it will be extremely lonely.
"drive!"
Gu Yusheng drank lightly, the white horse's four hoofs rose and thundered, and the pilgrimage of the pilgrimage flew away.
Jingting Mountain.
The violent shaking lasted the kung fu of nearly a cup of tea. Although the Holy Court had the large -scale protection of the master's cloth, it was quite messy at this time. The millennium old courtyard collapsed a lot.
Under the mountain.
The civilization is bright.
It passed to Jingting Mountain.
"Penglai Holy Land Tianqing real people bring the heads of the Holy Land to worship the holy courtyard!"
The Holy Land runes flew to the Holy Academy and turned directly into a golden worship.
The chaotic sanctuary practitioner, the Confucianism, and the teachings are all calm.
Penglai Holy Land has always been good with the Holy Yuan. I did not expect it to be the first to worship the mountains.
The newly promoted great teachings are Han Rusheng, the master of the Han family of seventy -two to saints.
He picked up the worship sticker in the sky with his hand, frowned, and turned back to the ten teachings behind him: "What is the origin of this young real person, I am not familiar with this person."
A teachings replied: "Da Da religiously, this Tianqing real person is a bitter practice of Penglai Holy Land.
It is said that this person has broke into the sea of lost, and three years later, he quietly returned from the nine realms from seven realms to entering the gods.
A year ago, the three real people of Penglai Holy Land were beheaded by Qin Jiu, and three new people were newly promoted. This natural person is one of them. "
"There are such calendars?" Han Jusheng's appearance was solemn. "You nine of you can pick it up in person, don't be neglected, I will come later."
"yes."
The Holy Academy greeted the reality of the Holy Land together with the Nine Teachers.
However.
Han Jusheng just arranged for the people who welcomed the mountains.
There is a sword gas outside the mountain, flying directly from the foot of the mountain to the holy courtyard, and the sound is like sword gas.
"Worship Jiange Pavilion Lord with Jiange Twelve Swords to worship the mountain!"
"Jianxian."
"Wan Jianyi!"
Han Jusheng took a deep breath and said to a waiter behind him: "Go to the Sixth Academy, please ask the six presidents to come to meet the owner of the worship."
"yes."
I felt that the situation was not good, and I hurried to the Sixth Council.
Li Muzhi, the president of the Sixth Academy, Tian Xingyan, Xiao Qinse, Ren Xiaoyao, gathered together, and the Qi Jingxing, who had not appeared for a few days, also heard the wind.
I don't see Mo Fanchen alone.
Seeing that the four deans were like a peaceful peace in the past, Xun Jingyuan had a faint prediction in his heart, but he didn't break it, but just arched his hands casually.
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The reputation of the Holyard is glory, and it will be damaged.
only.
The talented Jingting Mountain shakes.
It is by no means a coincidence.
Five -way people flew to the gate of the Holy Courtyard.
at this time.
Jingting Mountainside.
Mojia territory, Meiyuan.
Red plums have been withered and melted into the spring mud. Although it is a season when the flowers are blooming, the Mojia led the territory has a bit of withering and losing breath.
Inside the study.
Mo Fanchen was wearing a green shirt and old Confucianism, and the two stars were spots, and he became older. He wrote with his hands and still took the book of the sage.
In front of the desk.
Standing with two figures, Mo Xiaoxiang, Mo Lei.
one person.
It's Mo Wanyun's father.
one person.
It is the father of Mo Dinguan.
Mo Lei's face was serious, perhaps the emotional surging, the blue tendons and the blood of the cheeks were intertwined, and it looked a bit distorted.
In contrast, Mo Xiaoxiang looked at his face, his eyes were reflected in his sleeves, and his eyelids were pulled.
Mo Thunder's personality was impatient. When someone worshiped the mountain outside the mountain, he finally couldn't bear it: "Old man, when are you all?
The number of robberies is much more dangerous than the last time. "
Mo Fanchen put down his pen, but his eyes fell on the half -drunk and half -wake -up.
"Yes." Mo Lei arched his hand and seemed to want to hold back the anger, but when he said it, his emotions were out of control. "I knew he was a virtue, and I should take him out of the Mo family.
Okay, but he became a fox friend and dog friend, and the family was not righteous ... "
"alright."
Mo Fanchen interrupted Mo Lei's words, although his complexion was calm, it seemed as if people were much older.
"Do you really know your son? I can understand the mood of looking at Jackie Chan, but since the child practice, you never seem to encourage him. In your eyes, to what extent, to what extent you have to do, to be considered Guangzong Yaozu?
The reputation of the Mo family is really so important?
Or do you care about your face?
If so.
You just get your face.
What I can't do myself, I want to be on my son.
Do you think this is father love?
Whenever you know your son a little, you will find out how good he is.
In addition, Gu Yu's life is Mr. Fifteen of the Holy Yuan. In the past, the future is. My words are the attitude of the Mo family. Take your little 妾 down the mountain and make a few sons you are satisfied with. "
"Master, I ..."
"Let's go! What do you like at home, take it away."
Mo Fanchen waved impatiently.
Mo Thunder had to quit the study, walk to the door, and stop again.
"Old, I just want to fight with the column.
The footsteps outside the door go away.
Mo Fanchen walked behind Mo Xiaoxiang, watched his sons, and saw the worshipers of Penglai Holy Land and worshipers worshipers, bright, strong, and a great sigh of sigh of signs.
, Step by step to welcome the life of the Holyard, the calamity of the Mo family.
But at this moment, there was a indifferent voice behind me: "Father, rest, it is related to my daughter and son -in -law, just come to deal with it."
Mo Fanchen heard that the old body trembled slightly. He turned back and saw that Mo Xiaoxiang, who was timid and decadent in the past, was ironing the folds on the long shirt with his hands.
There is no half alcohol on the face.
Mo Fanchen was gratifying, but then frowned: "The situation of today, I'm afraid it is difficult to deal with ..."
"Nothing is to flow another blood."
Mo Xiaoxiang stepped out of the threshold of Mo's family, and the figure became straight, and the breath on his body climbed a little bit.
Just at this time.
The sky in the sky rode a white horse and landed in the courtyard.