“Isn’t that clear?Do you still need to say?”

White thought of the fool reply, and then said: "Mr. Yan is the existence of a fairy, which level of the immortal is not easy to say."

"I've only seen Mr. Yan once."

"I've only seen it once, and Mr. Yan looks like a more elegant young man."

Some people in the bamboo garden group said that they had seen it on the fourth time when they entered the Changsheng Inn, and they had not talked with the legendary Mr. Yan, and they felt very sorry.

In Shen Zhibai became a second child, Yan Qinghai appeared less.

The "Mr. Yan" in the mouth of the person of the fate has gradually become the legend of the new chance...

Many people are proud to see Mr. Yan.

In a way, being able to meet Mr. Yan is almost the same as getting an invitation to live.

“I don’t know what those nine worlds are like.It's very desirable."The white fool said curiously, “For the horse, which inheritance do you choose?”

“It’s private, isn’t it?”Some say.

"This is nothing to hide, after all, there are only nine kinds of inheritance, not the fairy god Buddha, or the demon witch martial arts."

The Malay did not mind, so he said that he chose martial arts.

This is all expected by everyone.

“Mr. Ma, will martial arts be lower than the demonic gods?”

At this time, white fool curious to ask out, after all, whether it is a novel, or a film and television work, or their own cognition of the demon god Buddha, martial arts are relatively low-level, simply can not be compared to the fairy god Buddha.

Since ancient times, it has not been a hierarchical existence.

“It doesn’t seem to be as good as magic.”

“It doesn’t look like a witch, does it?”

When people noticed the problem, they talked about it.

"There is no such thing as a demonic deity, a demon or a witch, and a martial arts, there is no such thing as a high or low; if there is a high and low, it is only a person, not what kind of practice."The horse explained, “Don’t ask me how I know, you should know...”

“Isn’t there really a low?”

Some people are surprised to say that in his cognition, Wu is low-level, and the fairy demon is high-level, how can it be the same?

“No!”The Malay Road.

“It’s not high or low, isn’t Mr. Yan personally?”Someone asked.

The Malay did not reply, but asked, “Which practice are you going to choose?”Let’s see which option is more.”

"Since ancient times, the immortality has been a distant dream of the world."Whether it is a common man or a prince, he will not ask for a chance, and now the opportunity is in front of him, can he miss it?It's going to be thundering every day."Some people laugh and say, "More, the gods heard about it, and it is more advanced..."

"I'm a fairy too."

“The fairy.”

“God.”

In the reply, the "fairy" accounted for the most, accounting for half, followed by "God", and no one chose anything except Malay.

"Well, it seems that the gods and the gods are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."Someone was surprised to say.

“Little white, what do you choose?”

At this time, the Malay saw that Xiao Bai had not yet said, and asked some curiosity.

He, the eldest princess, and the white fools know the identity of the little white.

“The witch.”Little Bai hesitated and said, "Since there is no high and low, which kind of practice to choose, is not all the same?"

“How can this be the same?”

Someone immediately retorted, saying, “The devil seems to be the opposite role, doesn’t it?”And it is easy to be restrained by gods and Buddhas, especially ghosts."

“Could they be chased?”

“Demon to remove the demon?”

“If someone is really deceptive, wouldn’t it be a bad thing if they chose the devil?”

People joked that it wasn’t impossible.

...

After chatting in the group for a while, Xiao Bai took out the invitation to live to the long-life inn.

"Brother, I'm ready to go to the Wizards Mountain now."When Xiao Bai finished the lettuce, he said to Yan Qingyong on the tea table.

“Are you really ready?”The blue sky asked.

Little white head.

“Come with me.”Stand up and go to the guest house.

"Be careful, there's no danger."Next to him, Shen Zhibai smiled and said, "If you encounter any danger, just hide in a place."

Little Bai smiled and nodded, and followed Yan Qingqing.

A moment later, Xiao Bai came to the stone space, looked at it, and then went to the witch, and then turned around and said, "My brother, I'm going, don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Yan Qinghua nodded, he had already said to Xiao Bai, the situation of the mountains of Wu Zang.

As long as you don't die on your own, there is no danger in the mountains.

At this time, Xiao Bai stepped into the witch map, his body quickly disappeared and disappeared, and he had entered the mountain of Wushu.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared on the edge of the cliff.

“Is that the cliff?”

Although Xiao Bai already knew, but he stood on the edge of the cliff, there is a feeling that the wind will fall as soon as it blows, and the heart can't help but be a little nervous.

She hurried in, a few meters into a series of retreats.

When you are safe, you start to be curious.

In front of an empty black cliff, outside the cliff floating a cloud of gray, the whole world is gray, giving a sense of repression.

Her eyes passed through the gray clouds, and faintly saw a rough sea below.

The waves rise, at least 100 meters high.

This is the height she could not imagine, not from the dark tongue, after watching for a while, she walked around.The cliffs are very wide, and the black and sullen stones are uneven, but the whole looks flat.

At this time, Xiao Bai looked at the gray mist in the front layer and faintly saw three mountains incomparably.

“Is that what my brother said, space, weather and time?”

Little Bai was very curious, and the three mountains stood side by side, incomparably tumbling and magnificibly, giving people an indescribable feeling, as if they were hiding the power of terror.

“Well,” my brother said, “the mountain of the weather is relatively safe.”

Little White said, thinking for a while and then went away.

I don't know when, she has been close to the "weather mountain", feel a very obscure breath fluctuation.

And standing under the mountain, let her have a small feeling.

“Is that the smell of law?”

Little Bai did not rush up the mountain, but sat down to feel the breath.

She came to the mountain of Wu Zang, in addition to accepting the inheritance of the witch, but also want to like her brother, to understand one of the rules...

Twelve laws: time, space, weather, wind, rain, thunder, electricity, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

It seems that time, space and lightning are more cattle than...

“Brother, what do I know?”

Little white thought, for a moment is not easy to say which one to choose, and each one will not be easy.

At this time, hidden in the mountains somewhere under the domineering, it is a little surprised to "see" the little white.It is not yet time for a million years, how can a person suddenly appear?

Last time it was a little red bird, this time a little girl.

"The little girl's dress is like a dress of the blue sky."There was some doubt under the overlord, and the figure suddenly appeared in front of the little white body, "Is it from the world of Yan Qinghe?"

But the overbearing is invisible, and the little white did not see him.

...