Cultivation Chat Group

"Do you have all the friends?" Huangshan Zhenjun smiled and said: "Then, let's talk about it, how do we help the 'Baiyun Academy' to defend the attack of the nine sinisters? How? To be able to play our strengths."

As for the friends of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group', as long as it is the realm of Jindan, none of them are lower than the 'seven dragons' level, and each one is the same as the same level.

Therefore, when assisting the 'Baiyun Academy', it is best to have a plan to give full play to the strengths of the group of friends.

When the moon was bright, the Taoist nodded: "Huangshan is really justified."

At this time, Lichee Fairy raised his hand: "There is another thing, I want to talk to the Taoist friends. In the process of helping Baiyun Academy defend the city, we can use the body of the nine sinister demon to the disciples of the Baiyun Academy. In exchange for the lotus seed of 'Junzi Jinlian'!"

Beihe scattered people asked: "The gentleman Jinlian's lotus seeds? Is it the kind of swallowing that not only enhances Shouyuan, but also allows the user to have more than one 'ability' lotus seed out of thin air?"

Lichee Fairy nodded: "It is this lotus seed."

Then, the fairy will tell the story of the nine sorcerer's corpse for the lotus seed before the constant fire Zhenjun, and the friends of the Jiuzhou No.1 group.

"The Baiyun Academy is under the blood this time. There is such a way to change the lotus seed with the nine sinister demons. We have more reasons to stay and help the ‘Baiyun Academy.”

The ‘power’ that the lotus seed of the gentleman Jinlian can give is not a bad thing for the Taoist friends of Jiuzhou No.1 group. After all, the chance of getting the best ability from the lotus is too small.

But to enhance the effect of the 50-year life, as long as it is a monk will not miss. So, at least... you have to change a 君子金莲 lotus seed.

The ancient lake Guan Zhenjun, Tong Xuan master and so on have a group of small Taoist, the young monk's head-level figure, is even more heart-warming.

In particular, Master Tong Xuan, in his ‘Tian Ya Yun You Temple’, there are many elders’ longevity, and they are closing their doors to see if they can break through the realm. ‘Junzi Jinlian’ lotus seed, although it can only be extended for 50 years of Shouyuan... But maybe, those elders have closed the border and broke the realm. What is the difference of these 50 years?

In the past 50 years, it has not been long, but short is not short. It is almost two-thirds of the average life expectancy of ordinary people.

When Song Shuhang heard this, he thought of the nine evil world ‘Xianlian’.

He is preparing to find an opportunity to tell the predecessors what they saw when they entered the dream, the nine sinisters and the sinister lotus. Now, just take this topic and say the story of ‘Xianlian’.

So the book terminal got up and prepared to speak and predecessors tell what they saw when they entered the dream.

Just as he got up, suddenly the whole person swayed, and there was an illusion that ‘consciousness’ would come out of the flesh.

No, this is not an illusion. This is his consciousness, and it will be pulled into the omen of the ‘infinite retest space!'

Is this time to enter the ‘infinite refill space’ and carry out new challenges?

Or, the [white predecessor] wakes up, feeling bored, want to pull him in?

If it is the former, he will have no problem if he passes the exam.

If it is the latter, he will be ready now.

I remember the last time, when the white predecessor let him go, he asked him to tell a few jokes before leaving him. Also, let him come in next time and talk a few more jokes.

But since he left the ‘retest space,’ he hasn’t had time to add jokes!

Not good, pills!

"Book Air Xiaoyou, do you have anything to say?" Huang Shanzheng Jun saw Song Shuhang suddenly stood up, looked like a word, and asked with a smile.

"Predecessors!" Song Shuhang hurriedly said: "Song asked for support!"

“Support?” Bai Zun asked curiously.

"Please help my seniors to support me a few jokes, anxious!" Song Shudao.

White Zun: "..."

Huangshan Zhenjun: "..."

Lychee Fairy: "..."

Su Shi A XVI: "..."

All friends: "..."

"Really very anxious, no jokes." Song Shuhang hurried.

"I feel that the book you are talking about is something very interesting." Lichee Fairy Road, finished, the fairy also gave Song Shuhang a sweet smile, which is really interesting.

Song Shuhang reached out: "Predecessors, I don't..."

But after he had not finished speaking, the whole figure fell forward and lost consciousness. Bai Hezhen, who is next to Song Shuhang, subconsciously reached out and held him.

But when Baihe Zhenjun saw Song Shuhang in his hand, he suddenly threw his hand and threw him in the direction of the lychee fairy.

"Hey, Baihe Daoyou, what are you throwing the book airship to me?" Lichee Fairy Road, while she reached out and held Song Shuhang.

"Are you not him?" Baihe Zhenjun subconsciously.

"Hehehe, white bird... Do you want to taste the taste of the hot wheels?" Litchi fairy's mouth rose, revealing a sweet smile: "Free trial, one minute and three thousand rpm."

"Please let me refuse." Baihe Zhenjun cold sweat is down, it does not imagine the gong of the gong, the lychee fairy is in his hand, playing the hot wheels. It’s too shameful.

Lichee Fairy held Song Shuhang and tested his state. He said: "It looks like a book, and Xiaoyou has entered the space of the thirteen robbers of the saints. I don't know this time. What can he gain? He said that he just asked us to support him with a joke. Is this exam related to jokes?"

After that, Lichee Fairy reached out and handed Song Shuhang to the Huangshan Zhenjun around him.

Huangshan Zhenjun: "?"

Why are you handing me a book to Xiao Hang?

"I remember when the book hang Xiaoyou joined the group, Huangshan predecessor, you didn't give him a trip, saying that he has a relationship with you, so leave him in the group. So, take care of him by Huangshan seniors. Isn't it just right?" Lichee Fairy is a serious way.

Huangshan Zhenjun sighed and turned to look at the white lord: "White predecessors, do you have extra beds here? I will take a book to take a break."

"Bed? Oh, I have it." The white lord nodded, and then the white lord took a luxurious bed from his space equipment and put it aside.

This is what the white predecessors and Peas bought from the Internet after learning ‘shopping online’. It has been thrown into space equipment since then.

Huangshan Zhenjun: "..."

White predecessors, I am not saying this.

However, Huangshan Zhenjun finally put Song Shuhang on the bed.

Then, continue to turn around and continue to discuss things like how to fight against the nine evil worlds, how to keep yourself in battle.

In this way, a group of ‘Jiuzhou No.1 group’ friends are discussing major events, while Song Shuhang’s little friend shrinks in the big bed and sleeps sweetly.

This picture is simply picturesque...

Su Shi’s mouth was pumped.

********************

When Song Shuhang blinked, he really... he was pulled into the ‘infinite refill space’.

He quickly turned around and found that none of the same people had the same test.

Then say, it’s not that the thirteen robbery statues of the saints are pulling him into this space! The culprit is that [white predecessor] is no doubt! When he thought that he had no jokes, he could not help but have a liverache.

"White predecessor, are you there?" Song Shuhang called, then he looked up and found that the white predecessor really floated above his head.

At this point, the white predecessor sat in the air and had a small table in front of him. The white predecessors held their arms on the table, holding their chins with their hands crossed, and looked serious and serious.

Song Shuhang smiled bitterly: "What happened to the white predecessor, did you pull me in?"

"Well, there is a very important news to tell you. About the news of the ‘Nine Worlds’ demons. I believe you will be interested to know.” The white predecessor used a very deep voice.

Song Shuhang: "..." always feels that today's white predecessor to the style of painting is very wrong.

However, he did want to know about the news of Jiuyou.

"Then, as the price of getting information from me...do you think about your joke today?" The white predecessor faintly said.

Song Shuhang is embarrassed to say: "Predecessors, I am preparing to read a few jokes, but you pull me too fast. It is better to let me leave now, I will learn a few jokes right away, then let me talk to you?"

"I refuse." The white predecessor said: "If you want to get important information about the 'Nine Ghosts' from me, I will immediately tell a joke that makes me happy. If I am late, I am in a bad mood. You don't want to get this information."

Song Shuhang: "..."

After thinking for a long time, Song Shuhang thought of the follow-up of the last 'horror story': "Then I started a short joke, and many students have not finished their summer homework, but I have already finished it. Hahahaha Haha... haha."

The white predecessor looked at Song Shuhang with a cold look.

Song Shuhang’s laughter suddenly got stuck.

"Change another." The white predecessor is faint.

Today's white predecessors are so good and cold that it is difficult to communicate.

"White predecessors, under discussion, would you like to change another ‘horror story’?” Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.

"Not good." The white predecessor continued to faintly said: "The horror story is completely funny without jokes. I will give you three chances... If three failures, the intelligence transaction between us will fail."

Song Shuhang was anxious, but the more urgent he was, the more he couldn't think of any particularly interesting jokes.

Mom, I knew that the last time I had an ‘infinite refill space,’ I went to find a variety of jokes. He did not expect the white predecessor to be so fast, and pulled him into a space.

"White predecessors, do you want me a chance... Let me look for assistance outside the court?" Song Shuhang asked again.

"I refuse." The white predecessor said again: "I don't want others to see me in this space."

Song Shuhang can only frown himself, thinking hard about interesting paragraphs. (To be continued.)