Holding hands together, the old Taoist said the Dharma: "Four seasons and eight festivals, nine qi are in the same scenery, three lights are open together, and the mysterious clouds are covered with purple."

The scene is created outside the back hall of the old road shop in Hongyue Market, with Langyuan Cave Palace and the scenery of the lake and mountains.

The hills and mountains were cracking, the elixir house was red, and two tornados with a diameter of several meters were soaring upwards like a flying dragon breaking through the sky and appearing above the old Taoist path.

The spirit of gold and stone soars into the sky, and a tornado with golden light shining was formed from the blacksmith's shop.

Runes flashed in two seemingly ordinary shops, Meng Po and Wu Yazi, and two tornados soared into the sky.

Five tornadoes gathered on the top of the old Taoist head and merged into a large tornado with a diameter of dozens of feet and a five-element meteorology. The old Taoist supported the tornado and gave birth to lotus step by step.

The five elements tornadoes dozens of feet were formed, the faces in the clouds were glaring, and the thunder pool widened to more than ten miles.

The next moment, purple rolls.

It's like a river of heaven pouring down.

The old Taoist with a needle-faced face held the tornado and carried the thunder river.

The Thunder River was watered on the Five Elements Tornado, and the abundant power of the Heavenly Way and the Five Elements magic collided and teared the entire sky above the Red Moon Market.

Lightning, a squatch of lightning, dances like a golden snake, and the air fluctuates violently. The five elements tornado, dozens of feet thick, squatch of lightning, shatters from the top, and the thunder river flows down.

The tornado above the head was broken, and the lightning rod carefully made by the blacksmith appeared from the old Taoist square-inch magic weapon.

The lightning rod is grounded, and along the lightning rod, the purple lightning is guided towards the blacksmith.

The blacksmith swept back and stood side by side with Meng Po, and the direction of the hammer hit the surface was guided by lightning rods and lightning.

There was a sound of ice shattering in the air, and a dazzling spot of light formed from the void that had been in and out of Ning Chang'an countless times.

The sky was filled with clouds, and a huge hand appeared above the thunder pool. The hand was solid and pressed down.

"I won't go yet!"

The blacksmith roared, and the hammer flew out and roared towards the giant hand that was whistling down from the sky.

Meng Po's flowing light flew towards the light spots, the old Taoist hugged his hands, and the Five Elements Tornado was formed again.

The hammer, Wu Yazi's fist, the paper man Meng Po and the handprints from the sky collided together.

The water wellhead of the ancient temple.

The air was twisted, and Meng Po came out!

The sky is full of stars and the air is fresh.

The ancient temple was dilapidated, with tiles and broken walls, and withered vines and old trees.

Meng Po's eyes were full of scenery.

Meng Po turned around and took a careful step.

The man is still in place.

"This is how Chang'an should have entered." Meng Po sighed.

"I don't know how the old Taoist, blacksmith, and big yellow teeth are like?" Meng Po rubbed her eyes, without any tears in her eyes.

Two steps forward, Meng Po turned around and looked at the broken wall.

"The meaning of wandering children in the clouds and setting sun, the relationship between old friends."

Looking at the handwriting of iron hooks and silver on the wall, Meng Po smiled, "This is a poem written by Chang'an, with the meaning of the sword technique that runs through the wall and the meaning of the sword technique."

Behind Meng Po, the air rippled like waves, and Meng Po, who was lowered her eyes, turned around.

A man in black walked out in the rippling air.

"Huh!" The transformed black cat was surprised.

More than a dozen Ninth Hall officers followed and walked out from the side door of the divine wood opened by the Bodhisattva's thigh Diting. Why are they alone? Can they still have forks in the door?

Then the black cat saw Meng Po standing under the wall.

Although the earthly realm is not as good as Di Ting, the black cat is at least above the level of the Changshou. However, the old woman wearing floral clothes in front of her, her eyes are drooping, and the white silk in her black hair makes the black cat feel unprecedented crisis and hostility.

Holding the pastry in his hand, Meng Po asked, "From the Ninth Palace!"

The black cat shook his head, "You recognized the wrong person, and I also went the wrong way. Don't disturb my mother-in-law's fun in the mountains and fields, let's go now!"

"I'm itchy, and finally no one robbed me."

Meng Po smiled.

The black cat shivered, and he had only seen this arrogant aura in the tenth halls of the earth.

The two are only about two meters apart.

Meng Po took a step forward and approached the black cat, reached out and grabbed it.

The yin energy rolled, and the black cat punched it out.

The mother-in-law bent her knees slightly, her right five fingers form a fist, and her fist is used to fist.

With a hard collision, the air with a fan on the fist between the two people swept out.

The black cat's body swept backwards, and Meng Po followed her like a shadow.

Two tangible figures in the air were floating in hazy, with lightning storms intertwined, and shadows were surrounded by shadows. The fingernails of the black cat's fingernails grew longer like white bone spirits.

"It's too much to deceive people", the sharp anger, the cold green light as blue as ice, was centered on the black cat's body like a broken thunder ball, covering Meng Po with a sharp light.

Meng Po draws an arc with his right hand, using his hand as a sword, using the one-character sword technique, and the qi mechanism forms a weird and unformed overlapping arc circle. The right hand of the black cat entering the arc circle is obviously slowed down.

Meng Po's nails are not short, but they will not suddenly grow like black cats and white bone spirits. Meng Po's fingers clasped the black cat's knife-like blue nails.

"Puff!" pulled it down.

"Old woman!" After cursing, there was a shrill scream, and the black cat swept like lightning.

The flashing figure was frozen in the air, the black cat lowered his head and was grabbed by Meng Po's right hand.

"Mother-in-law..."

Meng Po swung the whole person and smashed it hard to the ground.

"Boom!" The ground shook and sand and dust rose everywhere.

Smash, raise, and smash again!

"Meow" There are black hairs in the air flying with the ups and downs, and they are repeatedly smashed hard. The man in black transforms into shape, and Meng Po is carrying a black cat.

"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore, I'll give in!"

"Boom" the black cat was smashed into the ground and swung again.

"I won't fight anymore, can you listen to yours?"

Meng Po carried the black cat and smiled: "I'm not cruel anymore!"

"Um!"

"Call one!"

"Meow!"

The backyard of the ancient temple was in a mess, and Meng Po slowly walked out of the ruined front hall, and a cat walked in front of her.

The black cat looked terrifying and licked his paws from time to time.

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Ancient temple outside Chentang County.

The bone-invading coldness seeps under the old locust tree.

More than a dozen secret messes formed a formation and looked at a man and a woman in front of them and a donkey behind them.

As soon as I stepped into the divine tree in the earth, I saw no Lord Heimao when I came out. In front of me were two sword cultivators with Abyss and Yuezhi.

I can't feel my cultivation, but my aura is so powerful.

"Borrow a way..."

The leader's words were not yet gone, and the splendor flashed, and a dazzling sword light burst out from the long sword in the man's hand. The sword energy as thin as a fence suddenly seemed like thousands of flashing snakes flying under the old locust tree.

"You still have this hot temper!" The woman sighed, and the famous sword was unsheathed.

The sword sang into my ears. The courtyard in Chentang County, Ning Chang'an seemed to be covered by white wind and snow. The branches and leaves on the old locust trees were separated by the turbulent flow belt in the air and were flying above the courtyard. The sword light was extremely bright in the wind and snow.

Two sword lights, the domineering man's domineering man, the poetry of woman, the sword light dissipates, and the old locust tree is empty.

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Guangling County River Courtyard.

The two of them were still sitting and the other was lying down, but half of them became Chen Yuhuo.

With a "bang", Ning Chang'an's hand that was groping up was slapped by Chen Yuhuo.

"Followed!"

"It is very painful for people to capture all the mountains in this mountain."

"It sounds so nice!" Chen Yuhuo smiled and held Ning Chang'an's other hand down with his left hand.
Chapter completed!