Chapter 92： Demon (2/2)

Every magic instrument will change as long as you input the spiritual power. Thinking of this, Li Xianyu quietly inputs a trace of spiritual power into the finger, and the finger does not change.

Isn't it a magic weapon?

The finger is obviously an item worn by someone. If it is not a magic weapon, it may be a token or something.

Li Xianyu imagined that someone once wore it and used it as a token to order the world .... Oh no, order the island nation to take control of 10,000 people. Spooky, he put his fingers on his thumb.

”Boom!”

The moment I put on the ring, there was a thunderous sound in my mind, followed by a sudden dizziness. It's a bit like squatting for too long, and the dizziness that comes when you suddenly get up.

The five senses and six senses seem to be far away from him. Li Xianyu feels that his soul is drawn out of the body and sinks into the boundless darkness.

But in the next moment, a ray of light was torn open in front of him.

”Brother, brother, you're lazy again.”

Huang Yan's crisp voice sounded in his ears.

Li Xianyu opened his eyes in the sunny afternoon and looked around. He found himself in a strange environment. His head was covered with a hundred-year-old pine, a huge stone, and a young and handsome priest lying on the stone. Shengsheng stood a girl in a blue robe with an ebony beak between her hair.

He stood on the stone, beside the young priest. Looking up, the mountains and rivers are clear, and the movement is vigorous. The courtyards of blue brick and tile are hidden in the shadows of trees, the sun is shining, and the birds are crying.

”Sister, life is short and dreams are big, don't make a handsome brother sleep.” The young man turned over and said lazily.

”Brother, you do n’t even have to practice lazily. Today is the assembly day for all our true disciples to travel down the mountain. In half an hour, Master will be anxious to master brothers. In case he finds that you slip out to sleep lazily again, watch out. He interrupted your leg. ”The girl complained with hands on her hips and swollen.” In the past, the warlords under the hills fought, and Master let us avoid spiritual practice and not participate in it. Today, the Communist Party of China joins hands to fight against Japan, and the people of the four nations will become a city. It is time for our Taoist disciples to join the world to save the people. ”

”A monk doesn't ask Fanchen, he lives in the mountains and forests, and he understands nature, and he can be too forgotten, and heaven and man are one.” The young man remained indifferent. ”Even Master is here, I say the same.”

”So, that ...” The young girl stomped and said, ”I'll tell Master about the Tibetan Spring Palace picture under your bed.”

”Lent to Brother Yuanqing last month, let's report it.”

”Oh, last year you peeked at Sister Taisu's bathing.” Fragrant muscles were like snow, Luo Chang slowly resolved Chun Guangxie. The fragrant jade body is gentle, how much wind and moon. ”Well, Sister Taisu must not know that Brother Wangchen is so extraordinary.”

”Sister-in-law, life is short, how can you dream in a dream.”

”Huh, it's late.”

”Hey, Shimei comes back and gives me another chance.”

The two chased, the figure and voice went away together.

Li Xianyu Muxu stood under the green pine, only to feel familiar with the word ”forgetting dust”, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

This strange memory goes back to his experience once, because he and his grandmother have become more spiritual and fleshly, so they see a little bit of the past. The picture in front is also in the grandmother's memory?

Warlord melee and the Kuomintang and Communist resistance against Japan should be the era of the Republic of China.

If it is the grandmother's memory ~ ~ Could this little priest be his ancestor?

But Li Xianyu was shocked quickly. First of all, he did not see his grandmother. Obviously, it would not be his grandmother's memory. Secondly, according to the timeline speculation, the descendants of the Li family in this life should be the highest one.

That's right, either on Japanese women or on Japanese women's roads.

How could that ancestor be so proficient, how could he be free to become a Taoist.

It's true, forgetting the dust.

All true, forgetting dust ...

The Republic of China ...

A flash of lightning struck Li Xianyu's mind: Yaodao forgets the dust! !!

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