Chapter 16
Read the scriptures.
Practice words when you are idle.
Occasionally overlooking the number of Qi Gate.
Unconsciously, it was a few days of time.
[Congratulations to the host, successfully read the 500 Scriptures]
[Reward the Tai Xuanjian, a copy of the eight barren, once. .
Chu Xun’s eyes with a smile.
Silently.
good.
Similar to what I expected, these five hundred volumes of scriptures are really completed in these days, and the harvest also arrives as scheduled.
【Tai Xuan Jian】
A green and green three -foot Qingfeng fell in the palm of the palm, and it was quietly floating there. The sword body was lingering a ray of human emperor’s atmosphere, and during the period, there was a mildly trembling.
It seems to be shocking.
Seems joy.
(Tai Xuan Jian, the emperor’s god of soldiers, comes with the instrumental spirit, belongs to the best weapon in the same country, especially when Kendo is good at killing, it is even more difficult to cast.)
In the past, the master of the sword sword has long been killed by the emperor to kill the soldiers. Each one is sharp, and ordinary people cannot master. Wild is like jade, there is no flaw, and the gentle instrumental spirit is not suffocated. Even if it is an ordinary practitioner, you can master it.
This is the rare of this soldier.
But it is not that Tai Xuanjian is weak.
Putting it in Chu Xun’s hands, this soft and harmless soldier soldiers can erupt the height of swords, even if the magical flames of the magic swords are going to tremble, and they dare not with Sakura.
“Excellent!”
Chu Xun gently headed his head.
Rotate the second again.
【Eight Desert Places】
A manner.
From a novel world.
Divided into three levels.
Get started, Xiaocheng, Dacheng.
The lowest level of entry should also be practiced by the imperial realm. If you master the three small realms, Xiaocheng needs to perceive. If you master it, you can be invincible in the same realm. As for Dacheng, it is not weaker than the sage man.
“Follow himself!” Chu Xun’s eyes were full of depression. With his current cultivation and realm, he really gave him the great sanctuary. It is not difficult to make yourself strong, and it is not difficult to get started.
【Opportunity once】
This thing does not need to be explained in Chu Xun, it is already very straightforward.
Opportunity.
Can be used for everything.
Whether it is spiritual powers, or breaking the situation, or perception, you can fall into the enlightenment, so as to obtain an incredible breakthrough without too much explanation.
“Excellent!”
Chu Xun’s face was full of smiles. This time the reward fits himself, and it can be used all things. He murmured: “After seeing this scripture, there is something to do!”
Chapter 14 Eight Desert!
A few days later.
Houshan.
An old man was bathed under the moon, with white hair as silk, and his body was filled with barrenness, withered, and affected the surrounding grass and trees, causing vibrant flowers and plants to wither.
“Eight Desert!”
“Too abstruse!”
Chu Xun whispered softly.
This is the first time he practiced the Eight Desert Places, accompanied by inheriting the wonderful world, after turning around, it seemed to have come to another vast world.
On the ground, a horse Pingchuan, looking at the end, there is no end to the end, but there is a reckless air, and it comes from the face, not just the existence of the whole body, but hovering the whole world.
withered.
barren.
Death silence.
It is the main theme of this world.
Sitting here, the weakness and smallness of the heart, the deepest part of the soul spreads the fear, as if in this world except for deserted, it is dead silence, and there is no other home.
Even if you want to return to the previous world, you can’t do it.
There is only one choice.
Feel the meaning of barrenness.
Master the eight barren palms.
besides.
No more possibilities.
Fortunately, Chu Xun, who had already adapted to the Scripture Pavilion, also had a breath, slowly closed his eyes to realize this barren power, unlike the sharpness of Kendo, different from the overbearing of the knife road. Hidden in the whole body, or in the twilight years, perception of this deserted deserted, pervasive.
Realize.
His body also exudes a dead silence.
Four weeks.
Such as the darkness that swallowed the night.
Surf.
At first, it was just a board beside you.
Let the lush flowers wither and yellowish.
It can pass by time.
This field is also gradually expanding.
Ten feet.
Twenty feet.
Hundreds of feet.
Fortunately, there are not many people who come to practice in Houshan. Even though some birds and beasts accidentally enter this field, the instinct of life smells the crisis and rushes back. painting.
The sitting area of Chu Xun’s coil has been in the deadlink of the desperate situation, filled with darkness and ominous ominous, and the vitality in the enveloped field is dead; outside the field, it is in the early spring, the lively, lush flowers and trees.
This situation is too weird.
If the field expands again, it will trigger a lot of movements. It is rare. This one -piece field stopped. No matter how time passes, these distances are always these distances, and no longer eaten out.
Sitting on the old way.
The twilight on the body is getting rich.
This sitting.
It is a few days.
There are also previous scenes.
With Chu Xun’s eyes opened, the pair of pupils were filled with endless vastness and withered. Dead silence was the only main theme inside, and the withering of the whole body was thoroughly died. Greating white independence, lively burial.
“Eight Desert!”
“Too abstruse!”
Chu Xuan murmured, understanding why this method has the strength of crossing the situation. He practiced the main artistic conception. In this scenario, how can the strength discounts be a opponent?
It is too difficult to practice.
If it was not inherited.
He was afraid that it would be difficult for many years.
“Holy class!”
Chu Xun murmured softly.
Low your head slightly.
It also noticed his own strangeness.
barren.
Death silence.
The sad artistic conception is too strong.
If someone will unconsciously think of the past, the past will be unconscious, and the tears will fall off. This is a kind of impact on the artistic conception, from the inside out.
“call!”
Spit out a bite of turbid air.
Gently brush your sleeves.
The strong vitality spreads from the whole body, and those withered flowers and plants were filled with vitality again. The fish and shrimp buried due to the lack of vitality also reappeared. A wave of waves splashed into the river and sneaked into the river.
“call out!”
Take a step lightly.