Zhutian Avenue

The mountains and rivers are like forests, the vegetation is like the sea, and the turquoise colors are falling.

Lin Nailong stopped in mid-air and looked down. He saw a large field of spirit in the middle of Lin Hai, and many rare birds and animals.

Call~

His thoughts had already fallen before a quiet bamboo forest in the sea.

The secluded bamboo forest seems to have the sound of piano.

Lin Nailong carried the Excalibur, arched his hands slightly, and said loudly: "Long Fa Lin Wanfa, please see the contemporary creditors"

The Dongzhou sect gates are far more than those from the dynasty. There are countless famous mountains and rivers, as well as large and small sect gates in cities, lakes and inland seas.

But apart from the three holy sites and the top ten sect gates, there are not many sect gates that can carry on for ten thousand years.

More and more large and small sect gates will disappear today and disappear into the long river of history. The traces, inheritance, and magic weapons that have become the "explorations" of generations.

The Daomen Gate is a trivial small gate among countless gates in Dongzhou. It is only handed down from generation to generation, and the disciples never get together.

All people can find it, only creditors.

Hum~

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

After a slight pause, an old and serene voice came out of the bamboo forest: "Since Lin Daoyou is here, come in."

Lin Banglong nodded and stepped into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is not an ordinary bamboo forest. Among them, bamboo forests are all spiritual plants cultivated meditatively, with green roots like jade, and fragrance.

In the woods, there is also a head of different sizes, and its hair color is black and white intertwined, and it looks like a thick and silly Bai Yan.

Walking through the bamboo forest, there is a clear spring and several cottages.

A burly figure turned his back to fishing, wearing a hat and wearing a clothes.

"Lin Banglong has seen seniors."

Lin Nailong bowed slightly.

It seems that the inheritance of the Daomen Gate is only more than 20,000 years. Compared with the ten major sects, the three holy places are naturally insignificant, but among the small sects, the inheritance is long.

Not to mention, there are only people in each generation.

It is naturally rare to be able to pass on for so long.

"Lin Daoyou is too polite."

The burly figure turned around, and the straw woven hat lifted slightly, exposing the bear face interwoven with black and white fur.

This so-called credit-cutter man is also a mess!

An old demon!

It was just that Lin Nailong did not have an accident. Obviously this was not the first time.

"Twenty years later, did Lin Daoyou return the sword?"

The credit knife man spoke.

The voice is old but not unpleasant, but with the desolation of the years, it seems that the old monk who is breaking through the red dust is chanting the prayers.

"Twenty years ago, under the guidance of seniors, Lin Nailong only achieved what he is today."

Lin Nailong slowly got up and turned his hand. An ordinary short knife floated to the credit knife like a piece of paper.

嗤~

The short knife fell to the ground, almost untouched.

The credit knife person nodded: "According to each need, but do not have to thank me."

"call!"

Lin Nailong breathed out slowly before speaking: "Today I come, one is to return the knife, and the other is to ask for another knife."

"You and I have only one fate."

The credit knife man shook his head and refused.

"senior?"

Lin Nailong frowned slightly, and took a small green bottle from the Qiankun bag: "This is a top bottle of Wanfadan, three of which are Dan"

"It's not a panacea."

The credit knife person still shook his head: "It is a rule in my door, the credit knife does not take anything outside. The magic medicine of Wanfa Building is naturally good, but it is not enough for me to make an exception."

Credit Daomen is based on Dongzhou and the world. It is based on an indisputable, no resource, no magic weapon, no disciple, no dispute.

Credit knives never charge anything.

"Senior knows what I want?"

Lin Guanglong's eyes lighted slightly.

Heaven is difficult to ask. Among the many sects and holy places, there are not many people who can perform. Although there are Wanfa Buildings, they are not something he can urge.

"know."

The credit knife nodded: "You want to seek the mystery of the kings' platform."

"Senior know?"

Lin Nailong gazed slightly, looking at the credit knife man in front of him.

"Zhangwangtai"

The credit knife person murmured again, nodded, and shook his head: "Knowing its origin, but not knowing its secrets, you are asking, and I can't help you."

"Seniors don't know?" Lin Nailong doubted.

"Even if it is the ancient Emperor Tianzun, you can't know everything, let alone me?"

The credit knife smiled, the fur on the face was blown by the wind.

"Since the senior didn't promise me, why should I see me?"

Lin Nailong did not know whether the credit knife man in front of him was lying to him, but he could do nothing.

This man of credit is unfathomable, at least in the realm of Ten Thousand Fas, he is not an opponent at all, and even if he is also a Ten Thousand Fas, he may not dare to start.

There are not many masters planted in the hands of this credit knife.

"If you don't see you, you will never leave, wait hard outside the bamboo forest, and finally say you must not break in again. If so, why don't I see you?"

The credit knife person's eyes are deep, Lin Linlong's heart slightly cold.

"in this way"

Lin Banglong arched his hand: "Just leave."

Of course he wouldn't beg for it. He arched his hands and put down Wanfadan, so he turned and left.

"Lin Daoyou, and stay."

Lin Nailong was about to leave, and the credit knife stopped him.

Lin Nailong raised his eyebrows: "What else do seniors have?"

"Lin Daoyou's talent is peerless, and there are not too many people in Dongzhou who can be better than you in 20,000 years."

The credit knife person stared at Lin Nailong and spoke lightly:

"You have gained a lot, and the heritage of Wanfa Building is enough for you to practise. Why do you want more? If you are ambitious, you may wish to retreat in the mountains for two thousand years."

"Ok?"

Lin Nailong didn't expect him to say so, but he immediately reacted and his face suddenly became dignified: "Seniors said, I'm going to seal Wangtai"

The credit knife man's eyelids drooped, covering his eyes: "I didn't say anything."

Lin Nailong thought a lot in his mind, and after a long stop, he bowed long and retreated.

He vaguely guessed what the credit knife man wanted to say.

Huh~

Lin Nailong left, and the bamboo forest was calm again.

The credit knife person looked at Bai Lei, who was sitting near the creek, not far away: "Why don't you play the piano?"

The taller and more burly boy born there

He listened to the question of the credit knife man and couldn't help saying: "Old ancestors, what are the kings?"

"Masters, that is a cemetery, a burial place where you are buried"

The credit knife person's eyes are faint, seems to be thinking about something:

"That was a long, long time ago. After that one became enlightened, he traveled all over the world, and Xinghai, converged and buried the bones of all the enemies that had been there, and buried them in the ground.

"No wonder the bones of the kings are called Feng Wangtai."

The tall Bai Bai was slightly surprised, but then a little surprised: "Is it just the enemy?"

"Only the enemy."

The credit knife person nodded and sighed involuntarily: "Where is there a friend?"

"But old ancestors, you told Lin Linlong not to go out of the mountain, is it that he will die in Feng Wangtai?"

Bai Lean asked again.

"That's not it"

The credit knife man shook his head and did not say anything to Lin Nailong, but he did not hide anything from this head: "However, his only vitality is the Wanfa Building."

"That's a pity."

Bai Zhen shook his head and sighed, he could see Lin Nailong's disapproval, and it was a pity that this famous arrogant.

The credit knife knocked on the fishing rod, the fishing line flung, and fell into the clear water: "These people, each want to sweep the same generation, everyone wants to be invincible in the world, all think of Fenghoufengwang, contend Supreme

But since ancient times, there are many corpses on the road to the Supreme, and all the kings are going to die, so why bother? "

The young Bai Le with his back turned to him, when he heard the kings and the supreme, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

He certainly knew that the credit knife man wanted to dispel his thoughts.

However, the world has changed dramatically for thousands of years. Except for one Guanglong Supreme, no one can achieve the Supreme, and the world will change greatly in the future.

It will be the best opportunity for many people, and also his best opportunity.

"Who can't die in this world? The ancient Holy Emperor Tianzun cannot!"

Young Bai Yan's thick palm pressed the strings, and his eyes were very bright: "Since he is going to die, why not choose the most brilliant and splendid path?"

The credit knife did not speak, but just sighed softly:

"Then, it's up to you."

Huh~~~

The air was roaring, and the gusty wind was blowing.

Lin Banglong stepped into the air, his body fluttered with blood, and looked like a red star across the sky.

"Zhangwangtai"

Lin Nailong's complexion looks like water and his eyes are deep and unpredictable.

He naturally guessed what the credit cutter wanted to say, but this made him a little unacceptable and a little unbelievable.

He could not guess who could kill him.

In the hundred years of Dongzhou, he has dealt with the true biography among the ten major sects, but he is only four or five rivals. Among them, the blue daffodil is a step behind himself.

Wu Erlang, who condensed the **** body earlier than himself, has already dealt with it.

Snowy wind?

Dream born?

Or Fawulong?

His heart was full of complex thoughts, and eventually turned into a cold stream.

The heart of man is complicated. What he believes must be what he is willing to believe. He does not want to believe. Unless this happens, he will not believe it.

"Credit knife people will not be targeted, but I need to be prepared"

There was a sense of coldness in Lin Guang's eyes.

There was no words all the way. One day after a few months, Lin Nailong could already see the towering sky and the endless towering dragon tower.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Before setting foot in the mountains, Lin Banglong heard the Dao Dao loudly at his ear, looked up and saw a Dao Shentong exploded in the air, like a worldly firework.

Gorgeous.

The mountains and rivers are surrounded, and it seems to cover the entire Wanfa Building.

"this is"

Lin Nailong was slightly shocked in his heart, and at first glance, I don't know how many cranes were soaring in the sky, soaring among the mountains and rivers.

People come and go.

He was suddenly puzzled, and heard a grand melodious bell hang down from the infinite sky.

Wanfa Building teaches, doing fourteen, and striking the morning bell!

"What the **** happened, the palm master actually sounded the morning bell"

Lin Banglong was even more shocked.

At this time, of course, it is not the time for daily Qi training. At this time, the morning bell ringing must be a major event. It can be seen that the Zongmen is lit up everywhere, and the cranes and birds are dancing in the sky.

"What happened?"

Lin Nao stepped into the air for hundreds of miles and stopped directly in front of a fairy crane. The outside disciples above that crane turned pale. "Ah, Lin, Brother Lin."

Lin Nailong’s name is of course extremely loud among the many disciples in Wanfa Building, and the disciple recognized him.

Immediately replied: "Brother Lin just returned to the mountain and didn't know that today, Sister Miao is going to set a day to marry the mate

In Wanfa Building, apart from having a clear relationship between master and apprentice, many disciples in every thousand years are all brothers and masters, but have nothing to do with Xiuwei.

"Sister Miao has a companion?"

At this time, Lin Banglong was shocked.

Miao Meng, but for thousands of years, their generation of well-deserved masters and sisters have a higher status than ordinary elders, and they are equal to several elders and vice-presidents.

And his cultivation behavior is also worthy of this praise, his Dongtian condensed into nothing, and even had the record of the power of the killing cave!

But why did she suddenly have an escort?

"Yes."

The disciple nodded, looking at Lin Nailong’s slightly changed face, and said involuntarily: "Brother Lin, you don’t know, Sister Miao actually chose a former handy disciple to be an escort."

"Once a handy disciple?"

Lin Banglong's complexion returned to calm: "Isn't it now?"

This is very natural~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Miao Meng He Xuren also, her mate, even if she was just a handy disciple before, will inevitably become a true disciple.

"Yeah, just yesterday, that Yuan Duxiu had already become a true disciple. It is said that he was also received by the palm master, spreading the law, and giving treasure."

When the disciple said here, his body suddenly stiffened, and his heart was filled with a chill.

Looking at it again, Lin Banglong's face has been utterly killed, and his eyes are filled with endless killing intentions. The whole person is as dangerous as a volcano that is about to blow thin.

Instantly opened his tongue, his heart trembling.

"You said"

Lin Nailong lowered his eyes:

"He called Yuan Duxiu?!"