Chapter 2722

Knowing that these porcelain pieces were left by the sage Lieshan, Xiao Hua didn't want to sing the song of Qingyun immediately to urge Qingyun.

At the beginning, there was no reaction around Xiao Hua. He had to sing for several hours. Suddenly, a fire came out around the transparent space. Xiao Hua laughed. He already felt the familiar Qingyun breath inside the fire.

Sure enough, with the chanting, the thread of fire condensed and fell to Xiao Hua's feet.

Xiao Hua takes a deep breath and stands on Qingyun with his shadow.

"Boom ~"

Qingyun thundered, protected Xiao Hua and began to fly out of the space.

Similar to his previous experience in endless annihilation, Xiao Hua just stepped out a thousand feet and saw his body sitting in the current.

At the same time, more than 80 Qingyun appeared in Zuojin, and each Qingyun had the same self.

"Why?"

At the same time, Xiao Hua saw the fragments of the porcelain pot behind him!

Xiao Hua didn't even think about it. He raised his hand and yelled, "come here!"

"Buzzing ~ ~"

eighty one Confucian statues of mind and spirit simultaneously move their hands. Qingyun trembles and Shuijie roars.

This is also Xiao Hua's fate. Before he flew in, there was no Hongyun in the pieces of porcelain jar, he could not feel the pieces of porcelain jar, let alone collect them. At this time, he just left the pieces of porcelain jar, and eighty-one statues of Confucianism were about to condense into one. He was just in a balance point of separation and connection!

The eighty-one statues of the Confucianists of mind and spirit were handed out at the same time, which was just like Xiao Hua's mind and spirit divided into eighty-one ways to cover the fragments of the porcelain pot.

At first, although the water was shaking and the pieces of porcelain jar didn't move, they were as stable as mountains. But when Qingyun retreated and 81 Confucians cooperated with each other, the pieces of porcelain jar began to tremble.

At the end of the day, Xiao Hua's image of mind, spirit and Confucianism fell into the flesh. With a low roar, Xiao Hua showed that the witches and men worked together. As soon as he picked up his hands, the 81 floods scattered, and the fragments of the "boom" porcelain pot would disappear into the void.

"Ha ha ~"

Xiao Hua laughed and said, "I want to leave now, it's too late!"

With that, Xiao Hua's mind has already brought the fragments of porcelain cans into space!

"Boom ~"

originally, it was a quiet flood. At this time, it suddenly roared and the nine floods burst into frenzy.

"I'll go ~"

Xiao Hua, who was in a state of joy, was shocked by the flood.

Xiao Hua thought that he had a lot of incomplete Ben Cao Jing, but it was only after the eighty-one virtual shadows of his Confucian images of mind and spirit condensed that he found that each virtual shadow of Confucian images of mind and spirit got different Ben Cao Jing. Together, it turned out to be almost complete Ben Cao Jing.

Even the 81 pieces of porcelain can, which have been put into space, have condensed into a nearly complete porcelain can!

"There's something interesting about this jar!"

Xiao Hua thought and urged his body to fly out of the flood.

However, the space at this time, the flood is not as orderly as before, the nine floods impact each other, the waves shake the sky, Xiao Hua did not stay, took all the shadow, went to another space.

This space is a towering mountain with green bamboos on it.

Xiao Hua sat on the top of the mountain with his knees crossed, and his mind entered the space.

Xiao Hua raised his hand, and the porcelain pot fell in front of him. But when he saw that the color of the porcelain pot was yellowish, Xiao Hua could not see through the mystery.

The nine pieces of porcelain that Xiao Hua had seen before were actually nine pieces in the jar, on which the handwriting was engraved, but the incomplete one was in the nine pieces, which resulted in incomplete handwriting.

Xiao Hua thought about it for a moment and got away with it.

He knew that if he wanted to forcibly collect the porcelain pot, as long as he destroyed the balance of the 81 floods, the porcelain pot would immediately escape into the void and not give himself the chance to collect it.

The 81 floods in this space actually protect the porcelain cans.

"This porcelain pot is naturally left in the book of Materia Medica recorded by the sage Lieshan's family."

Xiao Hua, the jade die, pinched his chin and said in secret, "the question is, where did this porcelain pot come from? Who is the saint Lieshan

"Why?"

When Xiao Hua was thinking about it, he flew in with a smile and said strangely, "aren't you taking part in the British election? How do you suddenly come back to space? "

When Xiao Hua finished, Yu Ji's songs were silly. He said with a sad face, "is Dao you lucky? Xiaosheng also participated in the British election. Why didn't Xiaosheng meet the sage? "

"Although Xiaosheng doesn't know who the saint Lieshan is, it's obvious that this space must have been collected from kunhuan forbidden area by Wenqu holy palace. By the way, they also kept the saint in the forbidden area, which makes Daoyou take advantage of it!"

"Hei hei ~"

Xiao Hua was so proud that he took a drop of blood essence from his body and put it on the porcelain pot. He said, "that's a poor Taoist. He's a good character. What's the matter? Are you not convinced? Do you have the ability to pick one up? ""Ha ha ~"

as soon as the expression of yudie Wenqu changed, he burst out laughing and said, "Xiaosheng has no ability to pick up the two immortals left by the saints, but Xiaosheng has the ability to pick up two immortals!"

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Hua was stunned, but when he took a look at the Tianting space, he was surprised and said, "ha ha, have you met Yi Xin and Yi Ming

"No ~"

Yu diewen Qu nodded, "they two have gone to great pains to find you, Xiao Wenheng..."

Xiao Hua was also moved when he heard the whole story of the incident in the yudie Wenqu. However, he looked at Yi Xin, the public loser who had learned the skills, and said, "although Yi Xin wants to learn from me, I can't accept any more of my disciples."

"Don't you have two disciples missing?"

"Missing is missing, but there is no fall, there is no betrayal, I can't accept it!"

Yudie Wenqu thought about it for a while and said, "it's better to let them practice first according to Xiaosheng's idea. You can even give us some advice. I'll worship my teacher or under my door!"

"Right ~"

Xiao Hua nodded and said, "don't you have three disciples? You have just five of them! Besides, they are your disciples in the world, so they can't be counted among them! "

"Good ~"

yudie Wenqu said, "I'll wait for you to come, and Xiaosheng will tell them clearly."

"It's too time-consuming to wait for me to pass by ~"

Xiao Hua thought for a moment and said, "they both wasted too much time looking for me. Well, I'll give them some advice on how to practice first. When we meet, we'll let them learn."

For you, it's an ordinary day, for others, it's a tomorrow that can never be seen;

accidents and tomorrow never know which comes first, fairy friends, cherish your eyes;

the dead are gone, the living are like this.