MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 144. Get married

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Wang Su gave a few of the instruments that helped to practice, and he took it silently.

"When I opened the door of the small world, your heart was actually moving, deliberately pretending not to agree, is to let me promise to heal the real people?" Wang Su used the aura to light the stars on the small world door.

装 Put the instrument into his storage ring, turned his head and looked at the sect of the sect, and smiled and did not speak.

Wang Su’s unclear laughter was forgotten by his eagerness. Yunhuamen’s disciples always hanged on the weekdays, but they never retreated when they were in distress. There are countless souls in Lingxiaojie. Yunhuamen pays attention to the heart, the morality, and the goodness, so that they can completely ignore all the souls, and only seek a moment of joy, that is not Yunhuamen.

The last star lit up, and I hoped that I would step back and go out of the line.

Looking back, the line of sight crossed the gaze and looked at the ancestors behind him. The two eyes were intertwined, but they did not say a word, but they were better than a thousand words.

Looking around, I saw the smiling Zhongzheng real person. He immediately started the transmission array, stayed for a moment, and started the aura of the whole body.

At this moment, the array of radiance is dazzling, dazzling like the midday sun, and I can’t help but close my eyes.

Miao Zong looked at the figure of the cockroach disappeared in the light, the light faded a little, the transmission array disappeared, the cockroaches disappeared without a trace, and the hall recovered a dead silence.

Miao Zong looked around and turned and prepared to go outside.

"Zhong Yuzhen is a real person, please stay." Wang Su is called to live in Yuzong. "I wonder if a real person is willing to accompany him to start a game?"

Yan Zong noodles looked at Wang Su: "No need."

"Does the real person blame me for letting the girl enter the small world to practice?" Wang Sudao said, "Our monks have a long life, and in just ten years in our long life, what?"

"It’s only ten years for me, but for her, it’s a hundred years of loneliness.” Yan Zong’s hand was behind him, his voice was cold. “Wang’s main heart is the whole body of comprehension, and I admire it very much. But the whole comprehension I hope that I should not let one person bear it."

Wang Su did not refute his words, but said: "If you really don't give up, let me go."

Miao Zong looked at the entrance of the small world that had become a common jade, and there was no invitation to refuse.

The Moon Star Gate is built on top of the foothills. Because of the high mountains, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and there are never large flowers and plants. The disciples here are just like the frozen land under their feet, and they have almost no emotions.

There are seven main buildings in the Moon Star Gate, each of which is distributed according to the trajectory of the Seven Stars.

"Here is our collection of books in Zongmen. It records the events of the past and the years of the storm, and the ups and downs of the storm." Wang Su opened the door, inside is the jade slip that is not at the end, stacked on a gloomy wooden frame. "Every piece of jade is a story of a year. Many things may not be remembered by your party, but they are also recorded in the jade of our Moon Gate."

Beside the gloomy wooden frame, there are dozens of disciples who are arranging jade, not tired, not boring.

Wang Su invited a beggar, and several jade slips fell into his hands. He handed Jade to the ancestors: "A few years ago, the gold lord of the lord wrote a letter for medicine. Because I was retreating, I did not reply. This is a record of the medicinal materials, you take it."

Mou Zong looked at Yu Jian and did not answer: "You don't want me to be with you, why should you go against God's will to save me?"

"Before I saw you, I really thought about tearing you apart." Wang Su bluntly said, "I don't think there is any feeling in the world that time cannot be diluted."

Zhai Zong frowned and did not speak.

"I saw the girl look at your eyes." Looking at the face, I was confused. "I don't understand feelings, but this look makes me feel something, it is hope or life, if you open it." Will this kind of thing in her eyes disappear?"

Yuzong took the jade slip in the hands of Wang Su, and did not speak.

Seeing that Zong Zong took over the thing, Wang Su nodded and took him to another place.

This hall is very large, but it is extraordinarily simple and simple. There are rows of life cards in it. All of these cards are bleak, indicating that the owners of these cards have all fallen.

Wang Su lit a fragrant incense, placed in the incense burner, turned to see the ancestors also ignited a scent, and bowed to the famous brands, the expression was milder: "A hundred years ago, the real person is more gentle than in the past. ”

If it was the real person of Zhongkai at that time, he would only stand sideless with no expression, how could he take the initiative to pay for the worship.

"People are all going to change." Mou Zong inserted the incense into the incense burner and retreated to the back.

"Our moon star gate ancestor, many people have crowned the ruthless and unjust title." Wang Su looked up at these cards, "of course, I am one of them."

Mou Zong looked at him and did not speak.

"For our Moon Star Gate, if others are disgusted or like it, they don't care. We are born with the responsibility of defending the peace of the realm and minimizing the casualties of the soul." The expression of the night is calm, "If you sacrifice ten evil people, you can Save ten good people, we will do it. If we sacrifice a good person and can save 10,000 good people, we will do it too. If we can sacrifice a thousand evil people to save a good person, we will still do it."

Zhai Zongdao: "What did the sacrificed good man do wrong?"

"He is not wrong. The fault is that we are cold-blooded and ruthless." Wang Su said, "Even if the 10,000 good people who are saved blame us, the good person who is sacrificed blames us, we will not change our rules of conduct."

"Even if the good man who was sacrificed is our own, we still insist on this choice." Wang Su walked out of the hall, and the wind blew his robes. "Zhong Yuzhen, I promised that the girl would try my best to heal your body. Please come with me."

"The evil deity is called Jiu Su, the name of the door is Wang Su, is this coincidence?" Zhongkai walked out of the hall and calmly asked this sentence.

"No." There was no emotional ups and downs on the cold face of the night. "He used to be a male disciple of the 23rd generation of the Moon Star Gate, but he was not willing to live in the cold moon gate, trying to win the Zongmen secret treasure. He fled to the evil world, not only became a cult, but also provoked a war between the decent and the evil."

At that time, there were countless deaths and deaths in the evil wars. I don’t know how to live and die. I didn’t expect such a passing.

"The secret of the Zongmen that he wants to capture is the astrology of the patriarchs of the past. Perhaps even he did not think that this secret treasure that he did not have the chance to get will become a weapon that seriously hurts him." Snowflake, "When he failed to show his wolf ambitions because of the failure of the stolen star disk, now he is hurt by the astrology, perhaps this is his fate."

"You are the first **** in the world to count the sect, why can't you count his fate?"

"Those who are loved by heaven and earth, those of us who listen to the heavens, can't count his trajectory." Wang Su turned and looked at Yuzong, and there was an infinite emotion hidden in his eyes. "The fate of Jiu Su is so, the fate of the girl." The same is true, even your fate is ambiguous."

Heaven does not have the righteousness and evil. Everything in his eyes is equal. If the evil cultivation wins the opportunity of flying, from then on, the real world will be smeared with charcoal, unless the next son of the destiny is taken back for the right path.

Therefore, it is not only the chance of flying, but also the survival of ordinary people.

They have no choice but to do so.

After this conversation, Mou Zong and Wang Su never mentioned the words of the destiny.

In the first year of Yuexingmen’s stay, Mou Zong received the flight attendant from Master and asked him when he would become a Taoist. He took a flying message for a long time and wrote it for ten years.

In the second year of Yuexingmen’s stay, Mou Zong began to write to the people of Yunhuamen. He thought that the people of Yunhuamen would blame him for not stopping him. He knew that he had received the letter from Yunhuamen. Dim sum. The people of Yunhuamen said that the people of Yuexingmen are not very particular about eating, and will send him delicious and fresh things every month. They didn't lie to him. Every month after that, there will be fresh things to send to him, sometimes snacks, sometimes dried meat, and some meat dishes that are filled with heat preservation tools.

Probably Yunhuamen had the most contacts with him. Even if there were not many emotional memories, he couldn't help but ask him if he had already sentenced Shuguangzong and worshipped under Yunhuamen.

In the third year of Yuexingmen’s stay, Jiufengmen suddenly sent someone to send a small jade bottle containing two drops of precious Phoenix blood. But still lack of four herbs, fire lotus, millennium butterfly grass, find Yunzhi, dragon blood.

Innocent people in Hainan have claimed to have seen the dragons appearing, and the fire lotus and the millennium butterfly are listening to the wind valley, only to find the clouds without traces. The people who went to the Shuguang sect went to the innocent sea for three years, and did not see the trace of the dragon.

In the fifth year of the moon star door, Wang Su invited the two most famous pharmacists in the realm of the realm, the unknown old man and the Yunhuamen Qingyunfeng. For the old man, who is nearly a thousand years old, he often quarrels with red ears and raises medicines.

Unnamed old people can't get on Qingyuan alchemy, but they also want to burn incense and bath. Qingyuan is also annoying. The unknown old man is always the first stink of the old man in the world. The two fight for it, but in the sixth year, they wait for the millennium butterfly. This was not found by Shuguangzong, but sent by the Qingfengmen.

The millennium butterfly is precious, between the Qingfengmen and the Shuguangzong, because there is a problem of inlaid gorgeous gems on the sword, and a strong contradiction arises. Qingfengmen is willing to hand over the butterfly to Yunhuamen and let Yunhuamen Transferred to Mou Zong, consciously generous, from now on, seeing the disciples of the Shuguang sect, they all wish to take a gorgeous sword in front of them for three laps.

Soon after, it was revealed that the Qingfengmen were attached to the Yunhua Gate. The female disciples of the two sects often joined together to discuss which gems look good, which ones are more suitable for the sword in the hands, and the family is like a family. The realm of comprehension has seen a lot of excitement.

Some people are also curious about where the fairy and Zhongzheng live, and why they have not seen them in the past few years. However, the monks sometimes retreat once and spend decades, so no one has studied them.

“Where is it here?” Qingyuan walked to the door of the main hall and saw that Zongzong sat on the futon and drank tea. He threw the porcelain bottle in his hand. “One grain a day, don’t interrupt.”

"Thank you for the uncle of Qingyuan." Zhai received the porcelain bottle. In the face of Qingyuan, he took a medicine and put it in the mouth.

Seeing that he trusted his own refining medicinal herbs, Qingyuan did not mind that he was cheeky and called himself a teacher. He went to sit next to Mou Zong and poured himself a cup of tea. "You are here every day, and you can't see it every year. Why is this?"

"Although she can't see it, she might be able to feel it." Mou Zong looked at the star pattern on the jade. "I just waited for ten years outside, but she had to stay alone for a hundred years."

Qingyuan touched his nose. From the perspective of spiritual practice, it is actually cheaper. In the small world of aura, it is twice the result with half the effort. Moon Star Gate opened the door of the small world with such a large hand, but it made them Yunhuamen disciples take advantage of it. He was embarrassed to say more.

As for the child of the destiny, Qingyuan’s idea is very bachelor. Anyway, it is already the son of destiny. Whether it is repairing or not, it will be better than cultivating the evil. It is better to seize the opportunity to practice, and maybe the winner will be bigger.

See Miao Zong, he sighed: "There are still four years to come out, you are here for four years?"

Mou Zong did not speak, but looking at his expression, Qingyuan knew that the other party might really want to wait another four years here. He took a sip of tea and transferred the topic: "The fire lotus has already had news. We Yunhuamen and the Shuguangzong people went to listen to the wind valley to find traces. It should be no problem."

"Thank you for your privilege." Zhai Zong got up and went to Qingyuan for a ceremony. "The younger generation is incompetent, let everyone worry."

"It’s already a distraction period at a young age. If it’s incompetent, then the old man should go to self-discipline.” The cultivation of the Qingyuan, who was just promoted to the exit period, waved his hand. “You don’t have to say that you are The future Taoist, that is, our descendants of Yunhuamen, looking for a few herbs for their younger generations, that is what our elders should do, thank you."

He only worried about one thing, that is, Zhongzheng lived in Yunhuamen in the future. Will the people outside think that they have used the beauty plan to pass the most promising disciple of Shuguangzong?

In the eighth year of Yuexingmen, Yuzong lived in the cooperation of Yunhuamen and Shuguangzong, and finally found the lotus in the wind valley. But the dragon blood and the cloud-seeking branches can't be found, as if there were no more drugs in the world.

Although the medicinal materials were not found, but under the conditioning of Wangsu, the unknown old man and Qingyuan, the ancestors had recovered all the cultivations, and the Lingtai was also strengthened. Only the crack in the middle could not be cured.

In the face of the growing concern of the three, Miao Zong was relieved.

"I have been repaired by distraction. Even if I can't make progress, I can live for seven or eight hundred years. With the talent of the gods, she has already been able to fly into a fairy seven hundred years later." "It is good to be able to accompany her on Chengxian Road."

Wang Su nodded: "You make sense. Eight hundred years have been enough for ordinary people to reincarnate many times."

The unknown old man looked at his eyes and looked at it. This kind of doorless owner, who knows how to be a lover, will still be short of 10,000 years.

However, Zong Zong heard a smile and said: "Yes."

It’s just that this smile is a little bleak and it’s not at sight. He is not willing to separate from the shackles, there are too many unwillingness, but when he is willing to endure a hundred years of loneliness for the world, he suddenly has some feelings. If he can't see it, he can't see it, and his heart is a magical obstacle, then he has not been with him for eight hundred years.

This life has been met, it is already his best accident.

Qingyuan looked at Mou Zong, and after a long time, he said: "When I come out, I will go to the second brother to give you a ceremony. I think it is better to hold the ceremony in Yunhuamen, or is it better to hold it?"

Miao Zong smiled, this smile is like a hundred flowers: "The friends of the comprehension circles like Yunhuamen's food, and I am afraid to trouble the elders."

Qingyuan touched the beard and nodded. "No trouble, no trouble. It’s just that we have never had a ceremony in Yunhuamen for hundreds of years, or we have to ask you to worry about it."

The unknown old man raised his eyebrows. He did not expect the famous Zhongzheng real person in the realm of comprehension. He was willing to do the ceremony in Yunhuamen for the sake of the fairy. However, listening to the meaning of Yunhuamen does not seem to intend to leave Zhongzheng real people in Zongmen, but to let the two younger generations belong to two sects.

It is worthwhile to eat, drink, and play, but it can stand for many years in the realm of Yunhuamen. Neither the younger centrifugation nor the Tsang-zong’s suspicion, who said that this sect acted casually?

It is clear that it is hidden in the air, and it should not be underestimated.

In the tenth year of Yu Xingmen, the dragon blood and the cloud-seeking branch still could not be found. Shuguangzong and Yunhuamen have prepared all the objects needed to complete the ceremony. Jin Yue even sent a flying signal to Wang Su, and asked him to count as a good day.

Looking at the face and using the gods to look at the flying letters from Jinyue, the face is more serious. Jin Yue does not know that he only cares about the cultivation of the girl? This kind of good day, even let him count?

Wang Su stared at the flight sign for an hour, and got up and walked to the Star Temple to see his eyes, and called out his life tool.

He is not a soft-hearted person, but he has nothing to do at this time.

Left and right...not a big deal.

Fallen, Wang Su stared at the elephant for a long time, this year's best auspicious day, turned out to be the eighth day of next month? But the girl is still in the small world, I don’t know when it will come out, this day is not used.

When he picked up his cockroaches and was ready to re-calculate his life, suddenly the star-studded temple swayed in the mountains and the snow on the mountains flew. This is a great power.

I took it up and hoped that I would go out with no expression. It seems that he does not have to count again. This kind of mundane thing is really not worthy of counting it once.

On the star temple, Miao Zong stood up and looked at the jade that suddenly became a masterpiece.

After a while, the stars on the jade began to rotate rapidly. As the aura became more and more abundant, the jade slowly cracked, and finally it was overwhelmed and broken into pieces.

At the moment when the jade shattered, the girl in red was thrown out mercilessly.

Miao Zong quickly reached out and put people in his arms, and hugged her firmly.

"Zhu Zong." The girl took his neck and smiled. "I am back, let's go back to the Zongmen."

"Good." In the eyes of Mou Zong, except for the people in the arms, everything in the world is bleak.