Chapter 747

The old beggar was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said with a flash of light in his hand, a jade talisman appeared, and then a piece of rune appeared on the jade talisman. All the data in the past ten years have been called up! The fastest speed!"

"Yes, Seventh Elder!"

A respectful voice came from the jade talisman.

"Thank you senior!"

Chu Yan said gratefully.

"It's just a small matter, come on, boy, take out your flying swords, the deity is about to start!"

The old beggar's eyes flickered with hot light.

This senior must be a refining madman!

Chu Yan sighed in his heart, generally only cultivators who have fallen into madness in a certain profession will show such eyes!

"Senior refiner, can this junior watch it?"

Chu Yan thought for a while and said, in fact, he knew that such a request was a bit too much, and ordinary master craftsmen would not easily show their crafting techniques in front of everyone. His temptation was too great.

"Look at it if you want, the old man is about to start!"

The old beggar was very easy-going, and with a single word, he took over Chu Yan's five flying swords.

The next moment, the old beggar threw the black tattered stove in front of him with a slap in his hand, and the stove instantly became huge, turning into a refining road with a height of one meter, a width of two meters, and a height of five meters. It has a crimson metallic luster, and there is a slight depression in the middle. There are two heads of unknown beasts on both sides.

"Bang!"

The old beggar flexed his finger, and a group of flames emerged from his fingertips, which glowed with crimson light!

This fire is infant fire, which is not something ordinary cultivators can condense, but it is a must for alchemy and alchemists at the Nascent Soul stage.

The crimson baby fire popped out and flew directly into a hole under the stove. The next moment, the flames boiled in the groove in the middle of the stove. This flame was different from the baby fire released by the old beggar, and the heat contained in it was even greater. fear!

"This stove contains a variety of combustion-supporting ore spirit grasses. After this increase, the power of the old man's infant fire has increased several times!"

Looking at Chu Yan's puzzled look, the old beggar explained, and then the Qinglei Sword was thrown into the flames at will.

When Chu Yan questioned the old beggar's sloppiness, the old beggar moved, and he played dozens of magic tricks in a row, and the wooden spiritual power flew out from the fingertips and turned into spiritual symbols and fell into the flame. , the flames surrounding the Qinglei Sword immediately became calmer.

Immediately, the old beggar threw the Ice Soul Sword into it without hesitation...

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Liangzhou, Lanshan Temple.

Lanshan Temple is one of the seven major temples in Liangzhou, and it ranks third in existence, and its position in the entire Liangzhou is very important.

The Blue Mountain Temple is located on the top of the Blue Mountain. On the top of the mountain, there is a stone tablet next to the cliff with the three characters 'Hosting Court'.

The top of the Blue Mountain is the place where Master Yiling, the host of the Blue Mountain Temple, lives. In the Blue Mountain Temple, only the elders above the Yuan Ying period are qualified to come to visit the host. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to come. The most important one is the Yuan Ying period. The disciples below did not have the strength to resist the great formation that was blessed by countless wishes at the peak.

And at this moment, the stone tablet engraved with the three characters of 'Presiding Academy' shook!

The next moment, the pattern on the stone tablet flickered, golden light appeared, and countless patterns were interlaced. The next moment, an extremely fat head was squeezed out of it.

This fat face, which is as fat as a pig's face, was bruised and swollen at this time, the small eyes were narrowed into a slit, and there was still a cold light, and a curse could not help but come out from the big fat lips: "Grandma's little devil, Viagra will do it sooner or later. about you!"

This person is none other than the wretched fat man Ling Hongwei, who was selling fake goods under the Yuansuifang Market and was photographed underground by Chu Yan with a few slaps!

The next moment, its fat body was squeezed out from the stone tablet, but it was obvious that the exit of the magic formation on the tablet was a little narrow, and the fat man was annoyed: "Grandma, how many times have you told the old man to put this pattern on it? If you change it, can the physique of Lao Tzu be comparable to that of the present 70 years ago? Really!"

The wretched fat man exhausted his efforts, and in the end the fat on his body was squeezed out of shape and finally squeezed out of the stone tablet.

Walking to the front of the door, the fat man took out a jade pendant and swiped lightly, then pushed the door and entered, passing the small courtyard and rushing directly towards the study!

In the entire Blue Mountain Temple, apart from the host of Master Yiling, I am afraid that only this fat man dares to do so.

"Bang!"

The fat man kicked open the door of the study, and yelled at one of the thin old monks who was staring at a book with the three simple characters 'Prajna Sutra' written on the cover and grinning, "Old man, I'm back! "

"You bastard, you can't keep your voice down, do you know that you are delaying my father's study of scriptures, and your father, am I very old, you call me an old man every day, you are an unfilial son!"

Although Yiling was used to seeing the virtue of his son of a bastard, it was inevitable that he could not stand it at this time.

Yiling really didn't understand how he could have such a virtuous son!

That's right, the wretched fat man Ling Hongwei is Yiling's son. This sentence has to be said from Yiling seventy-nine years ago:

It is said that seventy-nine years ago, Yiling was five hundred and sixty-three, and his strength had reached the 12th floor of the Nascent Soul Stage. At that time, Yiling was already the host of this Lanshan Temple. The idea of ​​​​playing the world is to disguise as a mortal mortal monk and enter the mortal world for a stroll.

It was during this period that he met Ling Hongwei's mother, Xiaohua. Yes, she was called Xiaohua. Although her name was a bit sloppy, Zhao Xiaohua, who was eighteen years old, was a veritable flower in Shiliba Village!

At that time, Zhao Xiaohua's old father was seriously ill, and the doctors in the village could not do anything, so Zhao Xiaohua went into the county town to find a doctor, but after looking for several doctors, no one cared about her poor spring girl. In fact, if Zhao Xiaohua showed her beauty I believe that there will definitely be a pornographic doctor to help her, but the problem is that she walked from the small village to the county town alone. Because of the long distance, she walked for a full seven days. On the way, she was disgraced and her hair was messy. Gorgeous face to see.

Just when Zhao Xiaohua was in despair, our Master Yiling appeared.

Master Yiling heard about Zhao Xiaohua, and without saying a word, carried the exhausted Zhao Xiaohua like an animal all day and night back to Zhao Xiaohua's village.

Then, with the supreme medical skills, Zhao Xiaohua's seriously ill old father was rescued.

In this way, in the process of this series, the two can be described as a concubine, but in the end they can't control it, ahem...

Of course, what Zhao Xiaohua didn't know was that, with Yiling's strength, when she saw Zhao Xiaohua for the first time, she knew that there was a beautiful face under her gray face. Moreover, with Yiling's strength, she could He returned to Zhao Xiaohua's village in a short time, but he just carried him away for a day and a night. The importance of that day and night is self-evident. What Zhao Xiaohua didn't know was that Yiling's so-called hard work finally took him away. The real situation that the old father cured was just a Huiyuan Dan that was not even worth jelly beans in Yiling's eyes.

Regardless of the process, our Master Yiling finally succeeded in abducting Zhao Xiaohua, and a year after her departure, Zhao Xiaohua gave birth to a son.

That son is the current Ling Hongwei, and Ling Hongwei is also pitiful. Yiling left without saying goodbye because of urgent matters in the temple, and returned eight years later. Zhao Xiaohua thought that Yiling had forgotten his promise, and the whole person was haggard. When Yiling came, With only his last breath left, even Yiling's mana is powerless to return to the sky, and at this time, Yiling knew that he had an eight-year-old son.

Yiling brought his son back to the temple, claiming that he was a child with wisdom.

What is wisdom root, this thing is very vague, it is whether a person has an understanding of Buddhism, Ling Hongwei does not have any woolly wisdom root at all, but it is integrated with the spiritual root of Master Yiling, which is also convenient for Yiling to accept disciples and go outside. In the eyes of people, Ling Hongwei is a close disciple of Yiling!

Ashamed of Zhao Xiaohua, she gave all her guilt to Ling Hongwei, her only son. Yiling was surnamed Ling before he became a monk, so the fat man was also surnamed Ling.

It may be because Yiling is too doting on himself, and whenever there is anything good in the temple, he will be stuffed into him, causing his excess nutrition to become what he is now. He will believe that his handsome face and Zhao Xiaohua's peerless appearance will give birth to Ling Hongwei.

"Old man, you can study scriptures, don't be fooled, let me see, eh, it turns out that this scripture is the illustrated version of "Yin Ping Mei". Master Yiling really is profound in Buddhism, and the younger generation has been taught and taught!"

Ling Hongwei grabbed the Prajna Sutra in Yiling's hand, and when he flipped through it, he saw a picture of a man and a woman doing sports with love.

"You bastard, can't your father and I find something to relax? How can you be a lazy guy like you, Majestic, who hit you in the face, grandma, even my son, Yiling, dares to hit him!"

Old Yi Ling blushed and reprimanded, but only then did he realize that Ling Hongwei's face was swollen like a pig's head.

Ling Hongwei is the inverse scale of Yiling, scolding and scolding, but whoever wants to touch his only seedling, he will definitely fight for his life with others!