Marquis of Grand Xia

In a warm house, five people eat around the table. Ordinary people do not have as many rules as large households, and the atmosphere is much warmer.

Dr. Li is very old and doesn't eat much. What he likes more is the lively atmosphere in front of him.

In the hands of the little boy and Yin'er, one chicken leg was nibbling, and his mouth was greasy, and it looked a little ridiculous.

From time to time, the woman gave the two people a bowl of food. They took care of the handsome but stupid girl next to them, and the hearts of the people were all fleshy. Such a kind child went out alone, which was too pitiful.

Seeing more and more food in the bowl, Yin'er smiled smirkfully at the woman, and immediately continued to focus on chicken legs.

Outside the house, the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. The weather is always colder than expected.

After dinner, Yin'er helped the woman clean up the table. Doctor Li got up and prepared to go back. The man went out to send him away. It was too late, and the snow was too big. It would be dangerous for the elderly to go back by themselves.

After finishing the table, Yin'er looked at the woman in front of her and said, "Aunt Li, are there many people in this village?"

"Hundreds of households, what's wrong?" The woman puzzled.

"A very powerful predecessor told me that as long as there are enough people to pray for the Master, the Master can wake up. I want to go to the village to pray to the villagers to pray a blessing to the Master tomorrow," Yin Er said softly.

The woman thought for a while and nodded, "I will go with you tomorrow. After all, you are not a person in this village. Auntie will follow you, and the folks can talk better."

"Thank you Aunt Li," Yin'er cheered gratefully.

"Little things"

The woman smiled softly and said, "You are as old as you, and you are not afraid to endure hardship and carry your Master everywhere to pray for blessings. It is also a caring child. Help me with this little favor."

...

Zhen Wuxing, a devastated city is located in the wilderness, a hundred miles outside the city, Luluo stands in front of the Zichuan tomb, beautiful face grief, hard to hide for hundreds of years, never thought, never to be between morning and night.

I do not know how long I stood, not far away, the sky shook, a man in a red suit came out, and after seeing the woman and the tombstone in front of her, my eyes shivered.

"Why is this so?" Xiang Yuan stepped forward, looking sad.

"The Momen people found this place, according to the traces of the fighting at that time, it was Qi Huan's hand," Lu Luo said sadly.

"Qi Huan, how could he be so capable?"

"Or what secret method did the old guy use, maybe there is a secret that we didn't know. In the first few fights, although Zichuan's strength was no match for the old guy, it was not a world apart, but, this time it seems Zichuan is not Qi Huan's opponent. Perhaps, we have always miscalculated the old guy's performance, "Lu Luoying said.

"Reality?"

Xiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't seem very similar. If there is such a big gap, we would have died in his hands long ago, and we won't wait until today."

"What is the truth? I can't guess right now. The only certainty is that the old guy has already started to prepare for us. You, me, and the younger brothers may be in danger," Lu Luo said.

Xiang Yuan nodded and said, "Leave as soon as possible, find the younger brother sooner, Zichuan's death, there are too many strange things, even if Qi Huan's strength is improved, it is impossible to kill Zichuan in the latter part of reality. So, if the old guy wants to get rid of us, he will definitely do it himself, but there is really trouble for Junior Brother. If Qi Huan chooses to shoot him, it will be difficult for him to get out. "

"Ok"

Lu Luo responded, and finally glanced at the tombstone in front of her, her fists clenched and clenched, and immediately turned away.

...

In Lijia Village, it was snowing all night. The next day the snow gradually became smaller. However, the weather was still cold, the cold wind was blowing, and the frozen hands did not dare to reach out.

Yin'er carried her master and asked for blessing from door to door.

The woman and the little boy followed, and when they met someone who was really hard to speak, they stepped forward and said a few good words to ask the blessing girl's master.

One family, two families, five families and ten families ... It was freezing cold, heavy snow closed the road, and after walking for a long time, the steps became more and more difficult. Yin'er walked ahead and never rested for a moment.

The woman followed, sighing abnormally in her heart, no wonder this little girl would faint in front of the village, so she kept asking for people, even if the body could bear it, the spirit could not bear it.

Yin'er seemed to forget that the woman was still behind, knocking on the door of her master's family, praying for every possible blessing.

In the past, Ning Chen said that men have gold under their knees, and no one can kneel except their parents. Women and men are no different. In this unequal world, if you ca n’t treat yourself and men equally, then It is never possible to get equal opportunities.

Ning Chen teaches this way, and the little girl learns the same way. After apprenticeship, he no longer kneels anyone, the emperor on earth, the gods of heaven and earth, all the same.

However, since Tian Yufeng stepped down, the little girl has left this dignity behind her. Everyone asks for help and everybody worships, only praying for a blessing for those behind.

In this world, there will always be someone worth throwing away. For Yin'er, the person behind him is such a person. As long as he can wake up, even if he kneels a thousand times, asking for 10,000 times is worth it.

The cold in the snow, the biting abnormality, from early morning to noon, and then to the west of the sun, the woman and the little boy came home and came back to see the blood on the snow where the little girl got up in front of her.

The girl ’s forehead, unhealed wounds again shed blood, staining the snow on the red ground.

Not every household is so easy to speak, and there are different ways of life, different personalities, nothing to do with status, no relation to origin, wealthy and wealthy people who can help the world, and poor and lowly people who have bad character.

Asking for a blessing is just a blessing, but it is so difficult. Yin'er has thrown away his personal anger, no sorrow, no joy, no complaint, no hatred. It is still the same as what has been done in the past hundred days. Worship people.

In the village, Dr. Li stood in front of the door and looked at the little girl in the distance, the strange color in the old eyes kept beating.

When practicing medicine in the imperial city, he once heard an elder say that the beliefs, blessings, and mindfulness of all living beings are the most unpredictable forces in the world, even if the great practitioners and emperors of the imperial court dare not underestimate.

However, although these forces are powerful, not everyone can use them. Even those royal offerings may not be able to do it. Moreover, the sentient beings are weak. Only tens of thousands of people praying together will have a real effect.

The little girl in front is obviously collecting the blessings of sentient beings for his master, which can better explain that the young man is certainly not an ordinary person, and even among the major practitioners, they are most likely to stand on the top of the figure.

Yin'er didn't know, and Doctor Li didn't know. At this moment, a blue figure appeared above the sky, looking at the young man in red below, and there was a struggle on his face.

He did not know what happened to the younger brother, but now the younger brother is obviously no different from the living dead.

"Five Brothers, let's do it"

Sky Mountain, two more figures came out and looked at the people around them, said.

The fifth peak, the sixth peak, and the seventh peak of the Momen Qi Qi, even if they can not deal with the Zichuan lineup, today is the traitor of the ninth peak, with Li Jiacun.

"Little brother is now the same as dead, let him go this time," Qi Huan clenched his fists.

"Five Senior Brothers, no wonder you still don't understand, it is not important whether the younger brother is dead or alive, the important thing is the strength of the extreme sun in the younger brother's body," Shen said, the sixth peak.

"Don't hesitate anymore, do it"

The Lord of the Seventh Peak said lightly, and immediately walked towards the bottom.

At this moment, on the distant Tianyu Peak, the meditating Tianyu person suddenly shuddered, got up and looked to the west, Liu Mei frowned.

Mormon? Oops, they are in danger.

Scrolling in the void, the Sky Talker stepped forward to help. Suddenly, above the sky, colorful gathering, a white robe phantom appeared, looking at the woman who was about to leave, calmly said, "Sky Talker, within my door Things, don't bother you to intervene "

Seeing the figure of the white robe appearing in the sky, the expression as strong as the utterance of the language spoke down, and said, "Master Mo, do you have to kill it!"

"Betraying the teachers, bullying the teachers and destroying the ancestors, I think such a big sin, even in any great religion, is an unforgivable sin," Mo Zhu said lightly.

"Ming people didn't speak secretly before, since Master Mo has practiced Colorful Immortals and Yin Yang Immortals, more than one or two disciples have sacrificed. Today, Master Mo has half his feet buried in the real world. Half-step is only a matter of time, why should we sacrifice these innocent children?

"Sacrifice?"

Inspector Mo looked away, saying, "Heavenspeaker is wrong, except for this ninth son, I have never sacrificed anyone. They say that they can communicate with heaven and earth, knowing that things are happening in the world. All true "

Heaven Talker heard the words ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Brow frowned again, unwilling to say more, hands flipped, on the peak of Heaven's Language, the wind and snow turned sharply, and turned into a white robe old man locked up in the sky by the dungeon.

"Tianyu, it is not my original wish to offend with you,"

As the saying goes, the ink master raised his hand, the colorful brilliance criss-crossed, traversed the roads in the heavens and earth, and the wind and snow gathered together.

"The Lord of Mormon, really hides himself"

The celestial utterer looked at the snowflakes scattered all over the sky, sighed gently, no longer delayed, the eyes like the sun, the moon and the stars slowly opened, and in an instant, the wind rose and the sky lost its color.

The ink master sees this, with an unprecedented dignified look, and the congregation of black and white illusory figure is still the power of Yin and Yang, which is solidified by the virtual.

"Xianshu, Yin Qing Yuan Qi"

As soon as he raised his hand, the black cloudy moon came into the world, and the black and white intersects, showing incompleteness in the consummation.

The reappearing Yin-Yang immortal law has fixed the world, and around the Sky-speakers, a force of unspeakable laws has risen sharply, seeming to tear open the woman's body.