Chapter 388

"This is not a pot that doesn't open. There is such a charming beauty at home, such a soul stirring voice, and such a request that people move their fingers. However, it's hard to refuse, which will kill people." Yunmeng Longxin said.

"This... Well, this..." yunmenglong will agree soon.

Although Wei Ya didn't know what it was, he listened to what was said on the phone clearly. The so-called prostitute saw adultery. Of course, he understood what circle forks were. One second before yunmenglong wanted to promise, Wei Ya coughed, "cough!" the voice went into yunmenglong's nerve line and interrupted his extremely unwise idea.

"No, wife, Hua'er and I are practicing martial arts. He won't let me go." Yun Menglong put the blame on Wei Ya.

"But people really want to!" long Mengyun said coquettishly.

"Then think about it." yunmenglong said with white eyes.

"Hum, practice your skills. Don't want to touch me in the future!" long Mengyun said angrily.

"Hey, hey, my wife is angry. Don't be angry. Being angry is bad for your health. Dai Ming said that when you are angry, your body will produce a toxin that can poison the mice a little." Yun Menglong said.

"Cut, I'm not angry. It's not worth being angry for such a big hooligan as you. It's good if you don't come back all your life!" Longmeng said angrily.

Yunmenglong was surprised that Xiaohui had always been obedient to him, clever and sensible. It shouldn't be like this? Did you burn your body and your brain? Shit, how can it be? Xiaohui's ability is high and unfathomable. Desire is not something that can enslave her for a long time.

Yunmenglong never looked at the phone number when he answered the phone. He took it out and answered it directly, because he has superhuman ability to recognize the voice. Basically, he can remember a person's voice once, no matter how ordinary and unrecognizable the person's voice is.

Yunmenglong looked at the number. It was a strange number, not longmengyun's.

"Wife, do you remember what I said to you on the stargazer?" yunmenglong asked tentatively.

"Forget what you said!" the voice over there was a little heavy. Yunmenglong listened attentively this time. He found that although the voice was 99% similar to Xiaohui, it did not have the ubiquitous concern and love in Xiaohui's voice. Only yunmenglong knew that. At first, yunmenglong thought he had greatly reduced his skill, Now I know that someone pretended to be long Mengyun, and this voice and way of speaking are very much like a person.

"I said..." Yunmeng dragon lengthened his voice and paused.

"What are you talking about?" the voice over there was a little hurried.

Yunmenglong smiled and said, "I said die, Fengling, you smelly girl!"

The other side was stunned and said, "Hey, how do you know it's mine? Don't I look like sister Yun?"

"Like, like a mess, but it's just an image, but the feelings in the voice are different. How can you learn to be so like?" Yunmeng Dragon said.

"I like to learn from others when I was young. I think it's fun. Sister Yun said I have talent, so she taught me how to learn. What do you mean that the feelings in my voice are different from sister Yun?" Feng Ling said.

"Xiaohui loves me much more than you do. That kind of affection can be clearly transmitted through the voice to the bottom of her heart, even if it is across thousands of mountains and rivers." yunmenglong said slowly.

"Didn't you hear it at first?" Feng Ling refused.

"I heard it. I'm teasing you!" yunmenglong said nonsense.

"You call sister Yun your wife, but you don't call others. Yesterday you called others... It's strange that they don't love you as much as sister Yun. You don't love sister Yun much more than me." Feng Ling's pretty face is as red as clouds. Thanks to yunmenglong's failure to see it, her nose is a little sour at last.

"You're still eating. You're my wife now. I'll treat you equally, but you're trying to kill me today. Wait, I'll clean you up when I go back." yunmenglong smiled.

"Go away, rogue!" Feng Ling scolded and hung up the phone.

"What is this?" Wei Ya pointed to yunmenglong's mobile phone.

"Mobile phone."

"Cooked chicken?"

"Well, cell phone."

Wei Ya took it and smelled it. He opened his mouth and wanted to eat. He was snatched by Yunmeng dragon and stuffed into his pocket: what are you doing?

"Didn't you say it was cooked chicken? I'll try it. It's so strange and can talk. What's the taste of roasted chicken?" Wei Ya explained.

"I rely on you green vegetables and radishes. Your understanding ability is really strong. Where does this thing look like delicious? It's also roasted chicken. Thanks to your imagination, you haven't eaten cooked meat in 900 years. As for you?" yunmenglong took out his mobile phone and pointed to Wei Ya's nose and scolded. Feng Shui took turns. Now Wei Ya has become a grandson again.

"Then what is this? Concealed weapon?" Wei Ya looked at the little thing, which would glow. There was a floating beauty on the screen. "Isn't this the tiger Wangcai? How is she on it?" Wei Ya pointed to the changed screen saver.

Yunmenglong is also patient. Leng explained to Wei Ya that this thing is a mobile phone, which is used to contact people who are not together. You can talk directly. Wei Ya was greatly surprised and couldn't put it down. He looked at the mobile phone over and over. It looked really fucking earth. Yunmenglong was a little far away from him, put an expression on his face that he didn't know him, and said, "buy you a mobile phone tomorrow, and it's convenient to contact if there's anything." Wei Ya was overjoyed, nodded and agreed, and returned the mobile phone to yunmenglong at the same time.

They basically belong to the kind who rarely walk. Let's say, who still goes when they can fly? Look at the birds flying that day. Who is idle and strolling on the ground. Now, there's no way. Yunmeng dragon can't fly. Wei Ya can't fly with Yunmeng dragon on his back. It's a shameful picture. I don't know. I thought it was Brokeback Mountain. Two ah Duans.

As they walked, they talked nonsense. The nonsense was not very bland and a little meat. For example, whose girl was more beautiful. When yunmenglong entered the house and crossed with the young lady's Jasper, which girl called the most powerful. They were such obscene topics. Hooligans and hooligans can't be moved! Yan Xiaoyan insulted the beautiful scenery. Along the way, from dark green, clear air to the nose, all kinds of strange animals and birds haunted, and the two walked around without touching the body and feet, such as Youlong Jiaofeng. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although Yunmeng dragon can't fly heartily, it wanders around and walks against the wind. It melts into nature. The wind is like me, not me, not the wind. It doesn't cost a trace of internal power, but it's like lightning, natural and unrestrained, with nature.

Wei Ya didn't feel it at first. Later, he suddenly found that the trees were retreating like flying, leaving only a fleeting shadow. The Yunmeng dragon's face was like a crown jade, with star eyes reflecting the moon, radiant, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and talking and laughing quite in line with the road. Yunmenglong's figure is as trance as the wind. Wei Ya feels that yunmenglong is the natural wind. The hunting vigorous wind is no longer a resistance, but a wind barrier, but it does not block the wind. Therefore, yunmenglong is not lost to Wei Ya, who is a fairy. Wei Ya can't help sighing: "The boy Menglong is really a genius. The bird walking crown created in those years is unique and popular all over the world. Now the art of resisting the wind is deeply combined with nature. He knows that he is going to die soon, which makes him ashamed."

People are more popular than people, and God is more angry than people. Wei Ya is an immortal who uses magic power, but his flying skill is half as good as Yunmeng dragon who doesn't use internal power. Isn't it a joke? An immortal who uses energy and a hooligan who doesn't use energy have a similar speed and make a judgment. If you're a genius, you'll say you admire big thumb. Don't fucking compare yourself It's just humiliation.

Wei Ya's heart moved and said, "Menglong, try to run the energy in your body and follow the formula I said."

Yunmenglong nodded, "OK, flower, you say."

"There is nothing, there is one, one turns two, two into three, three into all things, Taoism is natural..." Wei Ya began to read an obscure text.

Yunmeng dragon has the talent of Tianzong, not to mention learning all kinds of knowledge with Xinglan and other teachers. His erudition and strong memory let so many talented scholars finish class. Although he didn't understand what Wei Ya said, those words wandered in his mind, flying word by word, like an eagle. Yunmeng dragon was empty when he passed the two trees that had two sides with him , there was a cool feeling in my brain. It was no longer so chaotic. I was almost dizzy by those words and almost vomited blood. The Qi in my body was as heavy as Mount Tai and couldn't move. It was like a deep breath, and the cloud dream dragon suddenly opened up.

The road is natural, the road can be road, extraordinary road. Extraordinary Road, natural road.

This method focuses on cultivating the outside into the inside, absorbing the aura of all things in the world, cleaning the dirt in the heart, washing the meridians, cutting the marrow, reborn and enter the supreme world with the innate body.

A pass of Baiming reminds yunmenglong of the words on the Tai Chi Heart Sutra, which are similar in different ways. The application over the years has made yunmenglong remember the above intersection postures. Those intersection postures change thousands of times, and the number of 99 is supreme. Yunmenglong has no desire at the bottom of his heart. The bright moon dances in the air, yunmenglong's soul goes out of his body, looks at the world from the top, and thinks of the woman he loved deeply Full of love, great love is invisible. Buddha loves the world. Yunmeng dragon loves women. Although the realm is a few different, the love between men and women is more pure and deeper. The pictures of once love turn around like a horse lantern one by one. A thousand years pass by, fingering flowers, and the arc of the mouth is like a curved moon. Love is short and eternal. There are hundreds of voices and colors on the Tai Chi Heart Sutra State, the ups and downs in love, happiness, sadness, sadness, melancholy, worry about missing love, depressed, selfless and affectionate, turn around, color is empty, everything turns into nothingness, the bottom of my heart, warm.

Yunmenglong only felt that the warm current at the bottom of his heart was surging and rolling, like a hundred rivers and a sea. Those energies were so warm and familiar, and slowly flowed into a huge gossip. Blue, the purest color, all the energy, evil spirits, Buddhism and Taoism. Holy lotus energy was the adhesive. The dark fire pill, energy, water and spirit were inseparable from each other. Water and fire blended with each other, generated and conquered each other. All the energies were close together, No Then there is exclusion, and there is no infighting. They are inseparable from each other. You have me in you, I have you in me, and they are smooth. A blue gossip is full of light, and there are seven colors in it. This gossip is the sea containing all things. It is no longer a temporary stable structure, but a dynamic stability and self-regulated dynamic stability, no matter what energy yunmenglong brings No matter what skills you learn, you will naturally integrate together, because the sea is boundless!

Finally, his mind heard a thin cry like a baby. On the surface of the sea, there appeared a little fart child with seven colors. Although his body was seven colors, he was clear. He sat on the gossip sea playing with water and raised his head. His eyes were Light Sapphire Blue, which made people tremble with clarity.

Yunmenglong was startled and shouted, "shit, Hua'er, how can I have a child in my stomach? Is it because I'm pregnant and have a baby?"

Wei Ya has been watching the change of yunmenglong. He has been alternating light and dark. All kinds of lights compete to shine first, and finally melted by the soft blue light. Wei Ya feels that yunmenglong has two hard to see energy. One is the unknown power that has always existed in him, and the other is new, which only exists after leaving the void. Finally, after yunmenglong was silent, the evil spirit revealed from time to time on his body had disappeared, and his temperament was more erratic, like a gust of wind, which was difficult to grasp.

After listening to yunmenglong's words, Wei Ya was shocked. Could it be that he

Wei Ya pulled yunmenglong's hand and felt the energy filling in yunmenglong's body. The sea was surging, and there was a baby like energy product.

Wei Ya was overjoyed: "shit, your boy is blessed by misfortune. It's so easy to cultivate into a Yuanying!"