Hand Over the Xian Jing (Immortal Scripture)
Chapter 13:Hand Over the Xian Jing (Immortal Scripture)
Hudong City, a beautiful mountain city in Zhu Ziguo, is bustling in this city at this moment, and the population here has increased several times in the past few days.The major inns in the city are full of all kinds of people.
These cultivators are flocking to Li Fengyang, and in the major towns within thousands of miles near Qingyang City, where Li Fengyang disappeared, are now full of these people.
They were looking around for a portrait of Li Fengyang.
Even for some false information, these people have erupted countless times.
The largest restaurant in Hudong City came upstairs, "This boy does not know where to hide, so many of us have not found him!"An old man with a dove on his head muttered.
“Hm!If I were this boy, I would hide four weights, so many masters chasing me, I would have gone into hiding.If you can't find it, if you are found out, how can it reflect the preciousness of the fairy book?"A lame man said.
"Perhaps this boy has long been caught and killed by any master, and the fairy supine has fallen into the hands of others, and perhaps this man is in our presence."A handsome young boy drank fragrant tea and glanced at the crowd with a cold smile.
At this time, several people who were drinking suddenly found the noise outside.When I asked the second one, some people were surprised.
"What?Little demon Li II has already appeared in the eastern city of the lake?"
“This boy was hiding in this city and finally found out?”
"No, I heard that this man was swaggering out of the city!"
"What?Impossible!Does this guy have a problem with his head?”
"It must be sought by the people of the world, can't stand this kind of hidden out-of-the-law day, this is to give you the fairy book?"
"Maybe, no matter what, let's go, don't let the fairy fall into the hands of others!"
A few people suddenly flew down the wall, as if the rabbits generally galloped on the green stone tile room towards the city gate.
When they arrived at the gate, they saw a young man in blue in a normal appearance who was surrounded by him.
This young man in green is Li Fengyang.
As soon as he entered the city, Li Fengyang immediately found that the people in the city looked at each other, and their eyes were very strange, as if they were ecstasy and afraid.Li Fengyang was strange in his heart, but he was too lazy to take care of the thoughts of these ordinary people, just step by step towards his destination.
This time he came to the eastern city of the lake to go to the green palace here.
The temple is a transcendent place in Zhu Ziguo, where there are very few people, only three of the temple owners, one immortal.However, although the staff is small, but the status of the Qinglei Temple is very high, the whole of Zhu Ziguo, they are said to be a supreme existence.
The reason is very simple, because they are communicating with the Xian Daomen school behind Zhu Ziguo, the all-day guardhouse of Qinghe.
This Qingling religion is the fairy-door school, but there are also many human disciples who have not cultivated to the wonderland of life, and also need countless ordinary things.Even everywhere there are many treasures born, and it is the duty of this green temple to collect these things.
This green temple may have some of the cultivation resources you need.
Li Fengyang wanted to come here and try his luck.
However, as soon as they entered the city gate, they were immediately surrounded by a group of people to block the way.
“What are you doing around me?There's something else in this room, so leave it."
Li Feng frowned and said with some insensity.
However, Li Fengyang's words fell in the crowd, but it triggered a burst of laughter.
“Haha, I heard my ears right, what else did this boy ask us?”
“I said it’s no wonder he dared to come out!”He doesn’t know?”
"I don't know?I'm afraid not, I'm afraid this boy has a problem with his head, otherwise how can he dare to kill the son of iron and blood?"
“Yes, I think this man’s head is stuck in the door!”
“God, I can’t let a fool get the fairy!”
Some people shouted to Li Fengyang, "Boy, your orders will soon be up, you have not knelt down to ask for forgiveness, hands will be sent to the fairy, perhaps we can spare you a life!" 」
"Yes, boy, as long as you give the fairy book to this seat, I can keep you alive!"The old man in the bucket had arrived before, and he said as he smoked his pipe.
As soon as this person spoke, a sensation broke out in the crowd, "Fan Dou Wei?"It was him!”
"Temperance seven strong late master Fan Yang Fan doubi!"He came too!We have no chance!”
"Little brother, Fan Douban is the most untrusth, you may as well give the fairy to this seat, the northern lion lame descendants of this mountain!"You will give this supplications to this seat, and this seat will ensure that you are rich and rich in life.”The lame who drank with Fan Douji also opened his mouth.
"This man is a master of the seven-year-old's middle-heavy penitentiary!"
“Leave it to you?Do you stay here?The Qur’an must have been my holy hand book!”The handsome boy shook the fan and sneered.
“Holy handicrafts?The seven-year-old master!It is said that it will soon break through the eight weights to become the most powerful in the world!”The people were amazed again, and these rare masters appeared one by one.
Some of them wanted the Sutra, but they refused to steal it, because those who took the Cinults first would be attacked by others.They are looking for the right time!
And if Li Fengyang gives the fairy to someone, at least this person has the moral upper hand.
"The three masters gathered here, this boy will not give up the fairy now, I will not have the opportunity, I will not have the opportunity, just see how this boy chooses!"
"If it were me, I would give it to He Liqun, and the credibility of Fan Doubong was really bad, this person killed like hemp and had sex fornication, which is not a good thing!"
“Good thing?Who are these guys good?“Isn’t there a lot of blood in your hands?”
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