Three or five Luo Jinxian.
Three or five Luo Jinxian.
"Lohan is bhadra, isn’t he already get Pu fruit? It’s really a blessing and a curse. Things are unpredictable. He is willing to help me with one arm. It’s already that he who sees through the gains and losses can go further. "
Como’s words are not magical at all, but they are sealed up by a strange force. He has knowledge of the thoughts in the sea and can move, thinking that there are not many sighs just now.
Now that I have exhausted all kinds of means, I can’t use Como’s words, and I don’t know what my family will end up in. Although I have fought for the magic left by Gonggong, the loss is heavy and almost beyond redemption. Como’s words are not sure whether this situation is necessarily much better than accepting that magic.
Although my heart is a little uneasy, bhadra Lohan’s sudden realization of Bodhisattva’s fruit is just right. It is necessary for Kang Mo to think about this matter in words. I can’t help but realize that these understandings are an idea, but they quickly spread. I am uneasy about the original suffering, so I can learn from the sea gradually.
And as Kang Mo’s words sank into the abdomen, he slowly felt that three rules of heaven and earth emerged accordingly, and then the original green red and two lights slowly faded away, and the white light was like a haze lingering in the abdomen.
Kang Mo said that all his attention was focused on this white surface. I don’t know how long it took. This hazy light suddenly precipitated and retreated again. There was no trace in the abdomen. Kang Mo said that he was disappointed in his heart. At this time, he fell into a state where he could not feel anything except his own consciousness. This feeling made people feel lonely and crazy. It was hard to give birth to despair even if he didn’t know when it would end.
It’s that Kang Mo-yan has tried to break through the silence of the mind of Luo Jinxian, which is far more complicated than that of the other two worlds, not to mention the world of mortals in later generations. It’s that after crossing, all kinds of experiences have already tempered his mind as a rock, and the feelings of loneliness, resistance, madness and despair have little influence on Kang Mo-yan.
And the only way he can put it is to be affectionate.
Is Aoqing.
There was no confession or commitment. Aoqing was injured when Como made up his mind. Until now, the two of them have not even said a word of love, but Como made up his mind firmly. I don’t know when I liked this girl. From then on, the ends of the earth decided to stay with her without sweet words or vows of eternal love
From middle-earth to overseas and then to the bitter and cold place in the far north, Kang Moyan has never regretted it.
Killing Yuan Ke’s teacher and killing Fu Zuo’s three people split their hands and crouched the tiger. Lohan took the three dragon kings and guarded the cave of heaven. Kang Mo-yan also never regretted it.
Now, this feeling has become an obstacle and a fetter. Although Kang Mo said that he has figured out that the demon is not reluctant to Aoqing, how can he not face this test if he wants to see through all kinds of reasons?
This test is difficult and cruel.
Silence, silence, Como’s words, but his heart is firm. Nothing can stop him from being with Aoqing, and nothing can stop him from achieving Luo Jinxian. He firmly believes this, so his mind is calm and calm, waiting for that chance.
The road between heaven and earth is vast, but there are many subtle and mysterious balances. Como said that the demons have long gone, and the firm theory has plagued all kinds of changes and has not affected it.
"I have already said that I want to have both fish and bear’s paw, and I will not give up the pick of Jinxian."
Como’s thoughts are like wandering in the vast universe, and I can’t find anything to rely on or see. It seems that hundreds of millions of years have passed, and suddenly there is a moment when my heart moves. That subtle change is found by my thoughts, and Como’s words are suddenly drunk like Xiao Long’s myriad changes. All kinds of truths are turned into Tao and slowly injected into Como’s words.
The five senses quickly recovered. Kang Moyan noticed the potential of his dharma body, Yuan Shen, defending the earth, Jin Zhong and Jiuqu Yellow River array in Dantian. The Tao was like a floodgate, rushing out of the meridians and orifices of the internal organs. Every inch of skin was hit by ferocity, and all kinds of feelings could not be said to be carefree and refreshing.
"Even though there are thousands of spells, I am mentally fit. Kunlun turns out to be like this. It turns out to be like this."
Kang Mo Yan’s body mana is no longer a mysterious snake’s shaqi or the original ice qi, but a white qi formed by mixing all kinds of mana of the original body. It’s like silver and mercury, which is more mellow than Kang Mo’s words. I can’t help but be overjoyed when I look at it slightly. I am sure that if I meet the previous way, Gong Mo’s mana will not fall into the wind, and this mana is different from the previous one.
In vitro, a white mountain fills the air, and three flowers and five gases linger on the top of the head for a long time, but they don’t go up into the sky. Kang Mo’s words are slightly suspicious, and all kinds of immortal weather will be gathered into the body and never seen again.
Feel yourself in a strange place. Kang Moyan reached out and grabbed it. Suddenly, a dark palace fell into the palm of his hand, and then the outside world suddenly disappeared. It was still surrounded by the cave of heaven, and the black fog was still in the position of Hongyun bodhi old zu.
The river of blood gurgled and moved, and the water remained the same.
Como’s words burst into the sky and broke the black fog. In an instant, Fiona Fang’s tens of thousands of miles of vitality suddenly turned into a huge whirlpool. Como’s speech center followed and went straight to the nine heavens and the earth. Everything was clear in my heart and half blurred again.
By this time, Kang Moyan was sure that he had crossed the jade Qing realm and made a great achievement.
It took forty years to calculate the time.
Deep in the far north, the blue halo is like an aurora, and suddenly a blue sword light flies out of the dragon palace, and it will break through the peripheral ban and rush out in the blink of an eye.
This sword light just flew out of the Dragon Palace for a moment, and suddenly someone shouted, "Aoqing, how dare you not listen to the old lady? It’s a foregone conclusion. If you escape, where is my dragon face?"
If you don’t drink, there will be a golden light following the sword light, and the flying speed will be faster. In a line and a half, it will suddenly change into a skinny one, and it will catch up with the head-on buckle and immediately lock the sword light firmly.
The blue sword light is about to rush out of the dragon’s paw, and suddenly I can’t move a jiao to drink and cut the sky out of the sword light. "Since I have received the favor, Aoqing’s grievances are bound to be repaid, but it is impossible for me to marry Aotian, but it is impossible for anyone to make decisions. If Zulong was born, you can’t take me as Ying Long. Don’t force me to crash and burn."
"crash and burn? It’s easy for you to think. Can’t I stand you in Ying Long? Aoqing, you got the real dragon blood, and you were protected by Huanglong to achieve the great chance of the Dharma God’s way. That Aotian is destined to be a pick. It is also a good thing to say that you two have joined hands to control the Middle-earth Dragon. What are you dissatisfied with? Is it thinking about Kang Moyan’s little white face? Don’t make me do it or the gigolo will die. "
Talking golden African suddenly went to the aurora and landed in a resplendent palace. Ying Long sat on a jade futon and stretched out his skinny fingers to gently cut the demon sword. Then the sword light slammed away and Aoqing suddenly fell in the middle of the hall.
Aoqing, although wearing a wedding dress, didn’t wear a phoenix crown’s long hair hanging freely on her shoulders. She turned pale and a trace of blood hung on her mouth. Obviously, she was hurt by Ying Long’s mana, but Aoqing’s face was in the slightest fear and dribbling. She stared at Ying Long coldly, "Don’t threaten me with this matter. If he doesn’t have the means to die in your hands, it’s not a big deal. I’ll accompany him."
"Good indeed as expected it was him" Ying Long surly than "the day is the wedding day, and today he will be merciful once. That little white face will live for two more days. After a day, I will personally send him to see Yan Lao Wu, and he will not be directly suppressed in the secluded capital and will never turn over."