Chapter 882

"What's the matter, Taoist friend?"

"I'm about to go to the river to get water. Do you want to go with me?"

"Very good, very good."

……

"Look at my Taiji eight trigrams move! It's not easy! "

"No, no, no, please help me to see if my five element fist is right..."

With the monsoon smoke that I've seen, I have completely liberated myself. I've moved the whole way of cultivating immortals to the city of Fuguang. Even the new layout in the city has been overturned by her ideas.

The buildings full of ancient flavor have been overthrown one by one, and the buildings full of Oriental color such as ancient hexagonal pavilions have risen from the ground.

By the way, the monsoon smoke also gave up the clothes in the world directly, drew the immortal long gown and Ru skirt one by one in his mind, and directly made them by the people who are good at tailoring in the city.

When Ji Fengyan wore a white dress for the first time and walked on the street with full of immortal spirit, he suddenly surprised a lot of people's eyes, and then

Everyone in the city of Fuguang began to imitate the clothes of monsoon smoke and gave themselves several sets.

However, in half a month, the city of Fuguang has completely changed. Everyone is modest and courteous, opening and closing his mouth to "Taoist friends". Three sentences are inseparable from spiritual cultivation. The clothes are full of Oriental color.

Not only that, but also the broken evil sword of jifengyan has attracted many people's attention.

The swordsmen who used to use the heavy sword began to poke themselves in the dark to imitate the shape of the evil sword. They secretly found a blacksmith and asked the blacksmith to make it for themselves.

Then

Monsoon smoke in the city can't see a few people with heavy swords on their backs. The long swords are all hung on their waists and matched with Oriental clothes

We have to wonder if we have returned to China thousands of years ago

But for this

Although the monsoon smoke was a little sad, she was very happy. With it, she changed all the magic wands of a mage.

Each hand holds the dust.

From a distance, it's really a bit of the spirit of daoguxianfeng.

at this moment land of idyllic beauty is completely isolated from the world, opening up a new world.

People are pleasantly surprised by all the new things, but they don't know that the Xiaoyao Valley is full of smoke.

After the monsoon smog defeated Gong Huiyu for one month, a group of unexpected guests knocked on the gate of the city.

At the brand-new gate of the city of Fuguang, a group of people with bronze Guimian sat on a high horse and stopped.

When the leader saw the city gate inlaid with golden nails and vermilion, his eyes almost glared out. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the city tower with the name of the floating city engraved on it, but only saw the two types made of dark gold ore on it.

"Heaven"

What the hell is this? Isn't this the city of Fuguang?

He knew the two words separately, but when they came together, he could not recognize them.

"Captain, here Is it really the city of floating light With a ghost man behind the leader's man, his eyes are full of ignorant force. The city in front of him is strong and powerful, which is not like the once shabby city at all.

Apart from the same location, even the city wall and gate are totally different.

The head of the man's mouth slightly twitched, and his eyes swept over the bricks and stones on the wall engraved with broken incantations. He always felt The city is very strange.