"Did Lan Yu know that the master of Shangqing palace would definitely take part in the election and come here?"

"In other words, Lan Yu knew that he would die and began to lay out his reincarnation as early as in Xuanpu?"

"If so, Lanyu is not an ordinary Confucian immortal!"

"Why did he know he was going to die? Is it an appointment? Or because of Dong Xin? "

Don't mention Xiao Hua. Even if Zhou Xiaoming wakes up, he can't answer these questions?

However, no matter how big the origin of Lan Yu was, he couldn't compare with the way of heaven. He never thought that the master of Shangqing palace didn't succeed in the robbery and didn't fly to heaven.

However, the reincarnation of the master of the palace of the upper Qing Dynasty actually practiced Taoism, and he couldn't fight with Tianting baganzi.

After clearing up his thoughts, Xiao Huacai looks at the place of shimmering light, which is a book.

Xiao Hua took the book in his hand and restored it to an ancient jade.

Xiao Hua's eyes flashed clear light to see clearly, and the ancient jade wrote: morning light and light.

"Morning light and light?"

Xiao huanahan, I don't know why Lan Yu led the master of Qing palace to see this strange skill.

However, when Xiao Hua looked back, he didn't feel a shock, but it was written as follows:

set up his mind for heaven and earth, set up his life for the people, carry on his unique learning, and open peace for all the world!

This is the mission of our generation!

"Good!"

Xiao Hua did not need to look back. He could not help but clap his hands and said, "it is not only the mission of the Confucian immortal! It's also the mission of the Terrans! "

Later, Xiao Hua looked at the skill again, but after a while, he was very satisfied again. This morning light rhyme seems to be ordinary, and it's easy to practice. It's not easy. I feel that it's not only myself, but also ordinary Confucians and fairies.

What puzzled Xiao Hua most was that he didn't know what to practice.

However, since it was Lan Yu who arranged for the master of Shangqing palace, there must be something mysterious in it, so Xiao Hua read it carefully.

After reading for a moment, Xiao Hua suddenly raised his head and looked at the sea of books around him. He patted his forehead and said with a smile, "has Xiao changed his mind? So how can Baoshan come back empty? "

With that, Xiao Hua releases his shadow bodies, which fall everywhere. Each shadow body takes a book and immediately puts it into space. Xiao Hua copies it, and then puts it back.

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Hua laughs and takes out the volume of Chen Guangxi Wei Jue again.

There are many books in the pavilion, but Xiao Hua's shadow is also numerous. It doesn't take long for Xiao Hua to make a copy of the whole pavilion.

"What a pity!" Xiao Hua looked up at the distance outside the pavilion, still dissatisfied and whispered, "Xiao can only enter one Pavilion. If he can get all the books in the Wufeng pavilion to heaven, Xinxin will be happy."

After a few days, Xiao Hua simply released a dream mirage butterfly, sacrificed the elegant picture of the forest spring, and entered the green willow forest again.

At this time, Xiao Hua's mind recited the morning light rhyme again, and immediately felt different. With the realization and Inspiration of the skill, there began to be a breeze and morning light in the green willow forest. These morning lights slowly fell into Xiao Hua's mind, and the imbalance between life and death began to accelerate!

"Ouch!" Xiao Hua was pleasantly surprised and said, "I see. This This is the way to cultivate the body of the Confucian immortals in heaven! "

However, after Xiao Hua's mind continued to understand, he realized more acutely that "for the heaven and earth, for the people, for the sage, for the eternal peace". Xiao Hua's mind knew that this morning light formula was far from as simple as self-cultivation.

If the morning light is dim, the sky is dim in the morning.

Of course, the morning light is weak, but it is the light of breaking the dark, and it is full of vitality.

No matter how long the darkness is, no matter how strong the turbidity is, as long as there is morning light, the Terran will not be extinct, and there is hope for the Terran.

As for the body of the Confucian fairy, it is the condensation of belief, which is naturally most influenced by the cultivation of morning light!

Xiao Hua's mind and spirit just had the direction of cultivation, and there was no skill. At this time, he got the formula of morning light. It was just like a fish in water, and he began to practice immediately.

Xiao Hua didn't expect that this method was similar to the method of picking Wei. It was simple at the beginning, but in the end, it became more mysterious and more difficult.

But the entrance of cultivation is also obvious. Xiao Hua's image of mind, spirit and Confucianism began to shine!

So two thousand years passed quickly. On this day, Xiao Hua's mind was practicing. Suddenly, his face suddenly changed and he flew out of the Gaoyi picture of Linquan.

But listen to the sound of drumming outside the pavilion, a cloud through the pavilion directly fell in front of Xiao Hua, the cloud condensed into a Firebird, fairy birds are waiting for Xiao Hua to step on!

Xiao Hua naturally knows that this is his name left Wufeng Pavilion, get three pass big perfect preferential treatment, this Firebird should carry himself out "Kua Street".

Xiao Hua really helpless, had to accept the Linquan Gaoyi map, still with the mind Confucianism like set foot on the Firebird.

"Ga ~"With the clear sound of Firebird, the Wufeng pavilion has been flying out of its wings. With the sound of birds all over the sky, a thundering voice sounds: congratulations on Xiao Hua's success in winning the title of Wufeng Pavilion!

"I'll go, three passes are perfect. What a wonderful man! It's incredible! "

"Since the establishment of Fuyu City, has there been no cultural track? Xiao Hua is the first one! "

"I wonder how pregnancy, embryo formation and germination can be successful?"

"That's to say, I can understand that if Maoxuan comes to a great success and wins the title of Wendong I really haven't heard of it

"Ga ~"

after Xiao Hua, there are nine Firebirds flying out. All these Firebirds have Confucian immortals, and one of them is Gao Ming.

But listening to the voice of thunder, he cried: "congratulations on Gao Ming..."

With the sound, these Firebirds, surrounded by Xiao Hua's Firebirds, are flying over Fuyu city.

"Not bad!" Xiao Hua, who just felt on pins and needles, felt a little less embarrassed when he saw Gao Ming and others. Although it was a literary track, the three passes of Fuyu city never appeared, and even a literary track rarely seen in Tianting Expo, Xiao Hua, as a Hunyuan and the founder of an endless stream of business leagues, was really embarrassed by such a high-profile "Kua Jie".

The city of Fuyu is very big. Xiao Hua and others stepped on Firebirds. In the sound of thunder and the shadow of flying flowers and birds, they flew for more than half an hour before returning to Wufeng Pavilion.

In front of Wufeng Pavilion, the star official of Wenqu still stands with a smile. Of course, the appearance of the star official of Wenqu is different from Zuo Zhongyu in Xiaohua's previous jade pendant.

"Zhusheng ~" the star official of Wenqu waved his hand, and the nine signs fell to Gaoming and others. He said, "you wait for your name to stay in Wufeng Pavilion, and you will be qualified to understand the inheritance of Tianting people. The time limit is one year."

"Student, thank you, my Lord!" Gaoming and so on took the number plate, the bird immediately carries them to fly into the five Phoenix Pavilion again.