Chapter 679 (1/2)
”Brush...” a blue light curtain shines below. All the information is listed one by one.
”Xu Yangyi?” The middle-aged man gracefully picked up a silver scissors, picked up a brown top-grade Cuban cigar and cut it leisurely: ”A-level wanted man... Isn't he the wanted man in southern Zhou more than 60 years ago? It's a wanted order named by Mr. Gu song. But the thunder and the rain are small. Tut tut... Or chief? How dare you come back now when you're so young and you've caused such a catastrophe? ”
”Sixty seven years, now should be the middle stage of foundation construction? It's a little tricky... ”
The next second, his body disappeared in the room. Then, has appeared outside the door, a pure white coat from the sky, gently draped in his body. And nearby, two shadow like figures immediately followed up, half kneeling on the ground: ”master, do you want to go out?”
”Well.” The man nodded casually and straightened the watch on his forehand: ”come back in eight days. In addition, the positioning of this room will be reported to Qingtian palace, and the real person Gu song will be invited to make a holy judgment. ”
Night, four in the morning.
Qinghai, the main peak of Kunlun mountain. Thick sky, countless clouds above, a giant turtle like, hundreds of meters of mechanism puppet, suspended in the clouds. On the turtle's back, a towering palace appears sacred in the moonlight.
The tallest of them is brightly lit.
This is an antique room, standing at the top of the puppet. From here, there is a vast sea of clouds, like a fairyland on earth. All monks and residents in Qinghai know that this is the Jindan immortal palace, which is one of the few places in China and can't be seen on TV.
Optimus. Under the command of Mr. Gusong.
Crane holding lamp, simple Candlestick all over the room, and among the countless candles, an old man, sitting in the middle. He is not handsome, if not for the rich black aura in the seven orifices, he is almost the same as other old people.
He is the real person of Gusong.
There was a message that Xu Yangyi, a class a wanted criminal left by a monk stationed abroad, was on the way to * *.
There was no cover up.
He's back
Mr. Gu song closed his eyes and vaguely remembered the thrilling night decades ago.
Is he wrong?
He doesn't think it's his righteousness. He doesn't think it's wrong.
However, every time I dream back in the middle of the night, I always see two fresh faces. I don't know why, which makes him worried.
”He's back...” he repeated silently, looking out into the dark sky, as bright as the moon near him: ”he's still back...”
Silence.
A few seconds later, he frowned. It's like I think of something.
After a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, his hair and beard were all up, his clothes were rattling, and a piece of aura of the late golden elixir rushed into the air!
”Dong Dong...” suddenly, there was a busy kneeling sound outside the door.
Mr. Gusong didn't care. Because, he thought of one thing.
”At the beginning... He said... He would not return to China until he arrived at the golden elixir?” His voice was a little fluttering, with a kind of disbelief: ”he's back now... That is to say...”
”He's promoted to Jindan?”
”It's only 60 years! How is that possible? ”
He couldn't believe walking around the room. The black air in his seven orifices was steaming. In any case, he couldn't believe the terrible answer.
Cultivation speed is too fast... More than three times as fast as others! Even mieri immortal can't reach his level!
However, there is always a voice in his heart, it is true, that is the fact, otherwise why does the other party dare to come back directly on the cruise ship without any cover up?
Once advanced, there is no need to hide.
”Cha...” he stopped and said in a deep voice, ”yuyangzi.”
”My apprentice is here.” Said a voice outside the door.
”You... Immediately inform the guard friar of * * and tell him that you can't fight each other! Don't worry. There is a guard in Huaxia. If that man doesn't agree, he can't get in! ”
”Yes...” Yu Yangzi hesitated for a moment, and said: ”however, leiteng Daoyou, the helmsman of * *, has already sent a message to China Sea. Now... I'm afraid it's here. ”
”Nonsense!” Inside, there was a roar: ”he's looking for death, isn't he? The seventeen disciples were so amazing at that time, and now they are so high! With a knife in the snow? Not even three of them”Then...”
Silence, a few seconds later, Optimus palace shot a black awn, drawing a black rainbow in mid air, straight to * *.
”I hope... I won't collect the body for a helmsman.”
Meanwhile, the star of Africa, no one sleeps. One after another, according to their familiarity, they were divided into three or five groups and continued to talk about what happened just now.
Of course, this is a mortal. The friars on the ship seemed to die suddenly. No matter how the employer asked, they would never leave the cabin again.
Xu Yangyi stood at the bow of the ship as if no one else was there, holding the railing in both hands, still blowing his broken hair with the sea breeze. There was no one around him for more than ten meters. After that, some ordinary people with strong curiosity were talking about his back.
”Longyuan sword spirit, Mister Ting, Wuxiang Guanyin, the flower in the mirror in the sea of Qi.” He carefully counted the harvest of the tower of Babel and was in a good mood: ”the most important thing is the privilege of opening the merit list of the tower of Babel! As long as there is enough merit, the whole earth, only I can exchange this God's treasure house
He hasn't read the pamphlet given him by the stargazer. He plans to take a few days off. As for Zhao Ziqi, he didn't know where to spend his time on the boat.
He didn't study anything else. Even a monk needs rest.
”And this...” he frowned and looked at his chest.
There's a weird Rune and a cross wound.