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Day after day, year after year.

Bai Xiaobei has been in the samsara state for more than five years. This time, he has been fighting for several days. Here, there is no spiritual power exhausted, but his spirit will be depressed.

At the moment, Bai Xiaobei's eyes are closed, and the flying sword in his hand is completely waved by consciousness. No matter where the mask attacks, he can block it.

"Peng!" The masked friar was beaten away, but his figure flashed and disappeared in his place.

"That's another move, come on!" Bai Xiaobei's eyes have turned red, and his breath is very unstable. If he can't get rid of it, he will go crazy in a year and a half.

The sky was black, and the stars were shining. The rays of light, like poisonous snakes, shuttled around Bai Xiaobei.

A series of wounds appeared, but Bai Xiaobei stood there without any expression. Suddenly, he raised his flying sword and chopped it off.

Time seemed to solidify, and the dark starry sky stopped. In an instant, the sky and the earth were bright. In front of Bai Xiaobei, the masked friar had been split in two, and a flying sword appeared on his chest.

"Peng!" Again, it explodes into nothingness, but soon, Bai Xiaobei comes out and looks at the masked monk who has been chopped down, and his mind is agitated.

He made it! Night rule almost no solution, disguise into darkness, only the last fatal blow of the moment will be revealed, he died do not know how many times, finally successfully seized this opportunity.

However, he understood that his success depended on the experience of time and death. If he met such an opponent as masquerade in reality, he would definitely die.

All of a sudden, a flash of white light flashed on the split mask and stood up again.

"Still?" Bai Xiaobei's face changed. If he went on like this, sooner or later, his mind would collapse. How could he revive?

"You've passed." The mask on the masked face showed a strange smile and said: "if you have a complete sword meaning of life and death, you may not have a chance in ten years. You lack too much experience. There is a golden elixir of heaven, but the details are in a mess."

The details are Bai Xiaobei's weakness. He has an empty realm, but now it is different. In five years, he has been completely transformed. His breath is as fierce as a flying sword.

Thank you very much Bai Xiaobei bows and salutes, knowing that what the mask says is true.

"Call elder martial brother, is my body dead? When I stayed here, I also wanted to leave something for future generations. However, the meaning of the green lotus sword Scripture you practiced was much better than my life and death sword. Moreover, I figured out this by myself. I don't know how to go on in the future. "

The mask is hung with a strange smile, but let Bai Xiaobei feel a feeling of letting go of himself.

"Sword cultivation is the best way to practice. You've learned too much. In this period of time, you've forgotten almost all the things you should forget. There's nothing else to pass on to you. You should remember that cultivating immortals goes against the heaven, and some feelings should be abandoned. Your mind is not pure, so you can never wait for the road..."

The shadow of the mask began to fade and dissipate, and the voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

"Farewell, elder martial brother. I understand!" Bai Xiaobei saluted respectfully.

It's gone! Bai Xiaobei is a little melancholy. In recent years, although masquerade has said little to him, he is also a teacher and friend.

Just, can you put it down? Let go of everything and pursue the road of nothingness?

"Congratulations, boy, but now there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Black dragon realized that Bai Xiaobei had succeeded, and then he woke up.

"Don't want to hear any of them. Let me out, now, now!" Once he defeats Hei Bai's mind, what will he do if he is forced to die?

"I have a good temper!" As soon as the black dragon wags its tail, Bai Xiaobei instantly disappears in place.

"But it's a bit of a look." In front of the black dragon appeared a thin figure, like a dust laden sword, with the eyes open, emitting a fierce breath.

If you want to cultivate a sword, it should look like a sword cultivation.

As soon as Bai Xiaobei returned to his body, he felt that the sky was about to collapse. A breath made him suffocate. Looking up, he saw the sky fire, vigorous wind and thunder flying all over the sky.

Not far away, the old white Cang, the straw hat broken, dishevelled, four flying swords into three, and there are cracks.

"Don't relax, the last wave. If there is still merit light, inject it into the small star sky immortal array. If you succeed in crossing the robbery today, you will be lucky!"

Bai Cang Lao has taken a new look at Bai Xiaobei these days. He can't even do it in such a place. What makes him even more surprised is that Bai Xiaobei is getting stronger all the time.

It seems to be changing!

In the past five days, the little star array, which was blessed by the light of merit and virtue, actually repaired itself. He resisted most of the calamities for him. At the moment, he even felt a glimmer of hope.

Even if it is not ahead of time, he may not be able to get here, he encountered the Tianjie, is the strongest of the nine nine! He doubted what he had done."It's a good time for you, master."

Bai Xiaobei gets up, and he also knows that he incarnates as the eye of array. This small star array is just like himself at the moment.

"Not bad!" Bai Cang looks up at the sky with a smile.

But Bai Xiaobei, the surging will crazy influx, his wish is too much, these scales slowly into, and no serious loss, at least more than half of the wish.

In the samsara ring, the black dragon steals more! At the moment, he also understood that the role of this wish force is far from simple as he imagined.

"Buzz!" The chart of the starry sky is revived completely, and the sky is full of golden starlight.

"Unbelievable!" I've heard of people of great merit, but I have seen for the first time, which kind of people is not powerful to the extreme? Are you lucky or not?

Bai Cang old looked at the complete recovery of the small star array, the breath of the whole body began to converge.

The original feeling can not resist, but the array has actually repaired itself, and now the full recovery, this is his chance to survive.

The changes on the grassland have made countless herdsmen move away. If they leave late, their cattle and sheep are scared to death. The threat of natural calamity can be seen.

"What to do?" Looking at the hazy golden starry sky, he pulled laliu Sansheng. They have been waiting here for nearly six days.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother's breath is still there. Besides, I feel that the disaster is about to end."

Liu Sansheng is still shocked at the moment. How strong is this master who is hiding here? The natural calamity these days has attracted numerous experts.

There are hundreds of Jindan friars, and there are more than ten Yuanying old monsters. They finally come to a conclusion that this master surpasses Yuanying!

And they think, it's not the monks on this planet, they come from other spiritual worlds!

Now, they have been far away from more than ten miles away, from the near, once the disaster falls, they can not bear this breath.

"Brother, will you be all right?" It's hard to be nervous for Bai Xiaobei once. He's always heartless. After all, he's a little boy, and he's just like a grown-up kid.

"It will be all right." Liu Sansheng comforts for a while, sees Mu Chen to look at him, slightly nods, this kind of natural calamity, who says accurate?

But now, they can only comfort, the rest, nothing to do.

At the moment in a Tibetan street.

Li Mo Mo is still happy with Wu Ziyi around a very beautiful little Tibetan mastiff, which is a good blood of the wolf mastiff.

"I, the green Wolf mastiff, is absolutely the best. Don't look at it like sheep. When they are born and can eat meat, they will be locked in a cage. This is the last one that survived. It is absolutely the best!"

The owner who sells Tibetan mastiff is blowing a lot there.

Wu Ziyu listen to the eyes shine, this way of cultivating green Wolf mastiff, he knows, eat his brothers and sisters, the last survived, is the mastiff king!

The unique training method of Qinglang mastiff is extremely cruel.

It's just that this one is definitely not. Although Wu Ziyu likes Tibetan mastiff, he is definitely not a fool.

Li Mo Mo looked at the lovely little green Wolf mastiff, smell speech way: "boss you say so, we don't want to, we are to see it lovely to buy, if so, I dare not buy."

The owner of the Tibetan mastiff was stunned when he heard the words. He turned his head and looked at Wu Ziyu. He turned his eyes and said, "I'm kidding. There was such a cruel way only more than ten years ago. There is no such way now. In the past, this is to cultivate mastiff dogs to deal with prairie wolves. If you like it, you can take it away!"

It seems that they really come here to play, and judging from their jewelry and clothes, it is impossible for rich people to have too fierce Tibetan mastiff to guard their homes.

"How much is it?" Wu Ziyu touched the head of the green Wolf mastiff. The little guy was soft and looked up at Wu Ziyu. He made a whine threat in his mouth.

"It won't cost much." The boss smilingly extended three fingers.

"Three thousand dollars? The price is about the same. " Wu Ziyu acted foolishly and decisively. He had money, but he was not a big loser.

"No, no, it's three or thirty thousand!" The owner who sells Tibetan mastiff looks embarrassed, 3000 yuan, you buy those mixed hair Tibetan mastiff is almost the same.

"Thirty thousand is expensive, fifteen thousand. If you sell it, I will give you cash immediately!" Wu Ziyu did not intend to waste time, and offered directly.

His prices are almost the same, because he himself is doing this, and in recent years, he is also experienced.

"Twenty five thousand, not a cent less!"

"Eighteen thousand, no more hair."

Finally, 20000 yuan transaction, both sides are happy, Wu Ziyu holding a small green Wolf mastiff, very happy.

He is now mastiff garden, lack of some pure blood Tibetan mastiff to cultivate the next generation, this little guy is absolutely a good species."I'll take this one!" As soon as Wu Ziyi's eyes brightened, Daqing was good, but after all, like her family, Bai xiaopeiping served the same as her uncle. She wanted to raise one by herself.

"Don't ah, I want to use mastiff garden, you want this thing, that day Xiaobai was in a bad mood to eat."

Wu Ziyu quickly refused, this blood is not bad, to Wu Ziyi that is pure waste, and Xiaobai for dare to compete for favor, will peck.

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