MTL - Reverend Insanity (Gu Daoist Master)-~ Section 1: The dead and the dead still do not regret

"Fangyuan, I will give you a happy birthday!"

"Fang Lao Mo, you don't want to resist, today we are all united together, is to break through your magic cave. Here has already laid the sky, this time you must be the first place!"

"Fangyuan, you are a **** demon, you have killed thousands of people in order to practice the Spring and Autumn Period. You have already committed the sins of Haotian, and the sins are unforgivable.

"Devil, you insulted me three hundred years ago, took my innocence, killed my family, and married my nine. From that moment, I can't wait to eat your meat, drink your blood! Today I want you to die better!!"

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Fang Yuan has a broken green robes, his head is scattered, he is covered in blood and looks around.

The mountain wind blew the blood robe, and it creaked like a battle flag.

The bright red blood rushed from the hundreds of wounds in the body. Just standing for a while, Fang Yuan has accumulated a large pool of blood.

The enemy is waiting for it, and there is no way to live.

The overall situation has been decided, and today will die.

Fang Yuan is ignorant of the situation, but even if death is coming, he still does not change his face and his face is dull.

His eyes are faint, like the ancient wells, as always, the bottom is not deep.

The siege of his righteousness is not the honor of the elders of the school, but the young heroes of the famous Quartet. At this time, the source was firmly surrounded, some were roaring, some were sneer, some eyes were flashing with vigilance, and some looked at the wound with fear.

They did not do it, and they were afraid of Fang Yuan’s dying and counterattack.

In this way, I nervously confronted three hours, the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun ignites the evening glow of the mountainside, and it is like a fire.

The source of the sculpture, which has been quiet as a sculpture, slowly turned around.

The group suddenly became a commotion, and they all took a big step back.

At this moment, the gray mountain stone at the foot of Fangyuan has already been dyed dark red by blood. Because of the excessive blood loss, the pale face was reflected by the sunset, and suddenly added a glory.

Looking at the sunset of Qingshan, Fangyuan whispered a smile: "The sunset of Qingshan, the spring and autumn of the spring. It is really like a blue silk, it is a success or failure."

When I said this, I suddenly saw the various kinds of earth on the past.

He was a Chinese student on the earth, and he happened to cross the world. Twisted and bumped for three hundred years, the world has been more than two hundred years, more than five hundred years of glory, but it is fleeting.

Many memories buried deep in my heart are now alive and vividly in front of my eyes.

"After all, it is a failure." Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, but he did not regret it.

He also foreseen this result. When I first chose, I was mentally prepared.

The so-called magic road is that it does not repair good fruit, killing people and setting fire. Heaven and earth are not allowed, they are all enemies of the world, but also indulge in vertical and horizontal.

"If it is just the Spring and Autumn Festival, it will be effective, and it will be a demon!" Think of it, Fang Yuan can't help but laugh.

"Old devil, what are you laughing at?"

"Everyone is careful, the devil will die when he dies!"

"Quickly hand over the Spring and Autumn!!"

The crowd was forced to come, just at this moment, a bang, Fang Yuan suddenly blew himself.

......

Spring rains, quietly nourished the Qingmao Mountain.

The night is already deep, and the cool breeze blows the drizzle.

Qingmao Mountain is not dark. From the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, there are many shimmering shimmers, as if it is covered with a splendid light belt.

These lights come from a towering high-rise building. Although they can't be called tens of thousands of lights, they are also thousands of scales.

It is the ancient moon cottage located in Qingmao Mountain, which adds a strong sense of smoke to the vast mountains and quiet mountains.

The most central part of the ancient moon cottage is a magnificent pavilion. At this time, a festival of sacrifices is being held, so it is brightly lit and brilliant.

"The ancestors of the ancestors blessed, I hope that the juveniles in the opening ceremony will have a lot of qualified youngsters, adding new blood and hope to the family!" The ancient moon patriarch looks like a middle-aged man, two sly frosts, a white and solemn ritual costume On the brown-yellow floor, kneeling straight, hands clasped together, closed eyes and sincere prayer.

He faced a high black lacquer case, and there were three floors in the case, enshrining the ancestor's tablet. There are red copper incense burners on both sides of the board and cigarettes.

Behind him, there are also more than ten people. They wore large white costumes, all of them in the family, and they were in charge of all aspects of authority.

After praying a bit, the ancient moon patriarch took the lead and bent his hands, his hands flat, his palms pressed against the floor and hoes. The forehead touched the brown floor and gave a soft squeak.

The old people behind me are solemn in expression and silently follow suit.

For a time, the clan ancestral hall was the light of the forehead colliding with the floor.

After the ceremony was completed, everyone slowly stood up from the floor and quietly walked out of the solemn ancestral hall.

In the corridor, the family quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere was one of the loose.

The argument gradually rose.

"It’s too fast to pass the time. One blink of an eye, one year has passed.”

"The last opening ceremony was like what happened yesterday, and it is still vivid."

"Tomorrow is the annual opening ceremony. I don't know what kind of family new blood will emerge this year?"

"Hey, I hope that a young boy with qualifications will appear. We have not had such a genius in the ancient moon family for three years."

"Yes, Baijiazhai and Xiongjiazhai have emerged in these years. Especially the Baijiabing of Baijia, the talent is really terrifying."

I don't know who it is. When it comes to the name Bai Ningbing, the old faces of the family can't help but feel a layer of worry.

The qualifications of this son are extremely excellent. After only two years of hard work, they have already practiced to the three-turn division. In the younger generation, it can be described as a leader. Even the older generation felt the pressure of this rising star.

In time, he must be the pillar of Baijiazhai. At least the only strong side. No one doubts this.

"But the teenagers who participated in the opening ceremony this year are not without hope."

"Yes, one of the geniuses has appeared in a genius boy. In March, you can say that you can go in April. When you are five years old, you can make poetry and lyrics, smart and unusual. It is a pity that your parents died early and are now being married to their father. Raised."

"Well, this is early wisdom, and there is great ambition. In recent years, he has written "Toasting", "Bai Mei", and "Jiangchengzi" I have heard, really a genius!"

The last one of the ancient moon patriarchs walked out of the ancestral hall and slowly closed the door, and they heard the voices of the old people in the corridor.

Suddenly, the old people talked about a teenager named Gu Yuefang.

As a family leader, it will naturally be of concern to those outstanding and outstanding children. The ancient moon Fangyuan is one of the most outstanding among the juniors.

Experience has shown that people who are often obsessed from childhood, or who are as talented as adults, have excellent qualifications.

"If this is a test of the qualifications of A, good health, it may not be able to compete with Bai Ningbing. Even if it is a qualification, it will be able to become a flag of the ancient moon in the future. But his early wisdom, B and other qualifications The possibility is not big, it is very likely that it is A." This thought was born, the mouth of the ancient moon patriarch could not help but slightly lifted up, a smile appeared.

Immediately, coughing, said to the old people: "You are not too early, in order to open the hall of tomorrow, please be sure to rest and maintain the spirit tonight."

The old people listened to this and they all glimpsed. Looking at each other's eyes, there is a hint of vigilance.

The patriarch’s words are subtle, but everyone knows what it is.

Every year, in order to compete for these geniuses and younger generations, the old people are arguing with each other for a red-faced situation.

It’s time to recharge your batteries and wait until tomorrow to compete for that.

Especially the ancient moon Fangyuan, the possibility of qualifications such as A is very large. Moreover, his parents have already died, and it is one of the only ones left in the vein. If you can earn yourself in this vein, and cultivate it well, you can protect your own prosperity for a hundred years!

"However, the ugly words are said to be in the forefront. If you want to fight for the upright, you can't use conspiracy to damage the unity of the family. The old people should keep in mind!" The patriarch's tone was taken seriously.

"Don't dare. Don't dare."

"It must be kept in mind."

"This will leave, and the patriarch should stay."

The old people are full of thoughts and disperse one by one.

Soon, the long corridor was deserted. The spring rain slanted through the window, and the patriarch gently walked to the window.

Suddenly, the mouth is full of fresh and humid mountain air, refreshing.

This is the third floor of the attic, the patriarch looks around, most of the ancient moon cottages are unobstructed~www.novelbuddy.com~ At the moment, most people in the village still have lights, and peacetime is very different.

Tomorrow is the opening ceremony, which is about the vital interests of everyone. An excitement and a tense atmosphere hang over the hearts of the tribes. Naturally, many people sleep unsteadily.

"This is the hope of the future of the family." The eyes reflected a little light, and the family sighed long.

At this time, there is also a pair of clear scorpions, quietly watching the sparkling lights in these late nights, full of complex feelings.

"Gu Yue Shanzhai, this is five hundred years ago?! Spring and Autumn 蝉 fruit really works..." Fang Yuan eyes faint, standing by the window, let the wind and rain hit the body.

The role of the Spring and Autumn Period is to reverse the time. In the top ten wonderful rankings, it can be ranked seventh, and nature is not the same.

In short, it is rebirth.

"Using the Spring and Autumn Annals, I was born again, and returned to my five hundred years ago!" Fang Yuan reached out and looked at his young, tender and pale palms, then slowly grasped and felt the truth.

The ear was the slight sound of drizzle hitting the window sill. He slowly closed his eyes and opened it after half a sigh. He sighed: "The experience of five hundred years is really a dream."

But he clearly knows that this is not a dream.

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