Article 17
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"Tianwen is broken, I'll fix it."
Chu nightning dropped such a sentence, turned around and left.
Xue Meng is a stupid child: "Tian, Tianwen this kind of magic, will it be bad?"
Chu nightning heard it, and glanced back at him with the look of "dead as a scoundrel". Xue Meng shuddered suddenly.
The ink burned and lay on the ground with a sluggish look.
What he just thought about was really looking for a chance to fuck” Chu Wanning, he knew very well that the master of Chu, who was called "Yuye Yuheng, Beidou Xianzun", always paid attention to elegance and integrity, and could not stand being stepped on by others. Defiled rolling.
But how can this kind of thing let Chu nightning know!
The ink burned like a dog and snorted, covering his face.
Thinking of the look in Chu nightning's eyes when he was leaving, he felt that he was probably not far from death.
The author has something to say: Shizun is finally on the stage~ Don't stand in the wrong cp~ Don't stand in the wrong position to attack and accept, Shizun is accepting, accepting, accepting = = Ink feeding the fish is the attack! This article is the main attack!
Meat Bun: Why did you see Shizun have weak legs, aren't you attacking? What about the aura?
Ink feeding fish: old age, rheumatism, old cold legs
Meat Bun: Talk Well
Ink Feeding Fish: Don't repeatedly tune my thirty-two-year-old soul in the text! After I was reborn, I was very green! Lao Tzu is an innocent and lively young man!
Meat Bun: Then you should continue to suffer from rheumatism and old cold legs (????)っ
Chapter 7
Scorching sun.
The summit of life and death is magnificent, with long corridors.
As a rising star among the cultivators, it is quite different from those famous families in the upper cultivator world.
Take the most prosperous Linyi Confucianism door for example. The main hall of the family is called the "Six Virtues Hall", which is intended to hope that the disciples can be "wisdom, faith, sage, righteousness, benevolence, and loyalty", and have all the six virtues. The area where the disciples live is called the "Six Elements Gate", and the disciples are warned to "filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, responsibility, and compassion" among each other. The place where the lectures are taught is called "Six Arts Terrace", which means that Confucianism disciples need to master the six skills of "ritual, music, she, royal, calligraphy, and counting".
All in all, it is infinite elegance.
On the other hand, at the top of life and death, it is worthy of being born in poverty. The name of the name is called an indescribable one, "Danxin Temple", "Taiwan of Good and Evil", which are all good, probably because his father and his uncle have not read it for a few days. Shu, thinking that he couldn't hold back a few words later, he started to play around and used his naming talents like "Xue Ya".
Therefore, there are many plagiarized names of the underworld on the top of the dead, such as the dark room for the disciples to reflect on themselves, which is called Yama Hall.
The jade bridge connecting the rest area and the teaching area is called Naihe Bridge. The dining hall is called Meng Po Tang, the martial arts field is called Daoshan Huohai, the forbidden area in the back mountain is called Dead Ghost Room, and so on.
These are not bad, and the more deviated places are called "this is a mountain", "this is water", "this is a pit", and the famous two steep cliffs of "Aahah" and "Wahahah".
The dorms of the elders naturally cannot escape the same pattern, and each has its own nickname.
Chu nightning is no exception. He likes tranquility and is unwilling to live with everyone. His residence is built on the south peak of life and death, hidden in a sea of bamboo and green. There is a pool in front of the court, and the pool is red The lotus covers the sun, and due to the abundance of spiritual power, the hibiscus in the pond is in full bloom all year round, as bright as a red glow.
The disciples secretly called this beautiful place--
Red Lotus Hell.
Mo Ran thought of this and couldn't help laughing.
Who let Chu Wanning have a late mother's face all day long, and the disciples in the sect saw him as if they saw the Shura ghosts. What is the place where the ghosts stay is not called hell?
Xue Meng interrupted his reverie: "Thank you, you can still laugh! Hurry up and eat breakfast. After eating, I will go to the stage of good and evil with me. Master will punish you in public today!"
Mo Ran sighed and touched the whip marks on his face: "Hi... pain."
"Deserved!"
"Hey, I don't know if Tianwen has been repaired. If it is not repaired, don't take it out to judge me. Who knows what nonsense I will talk about."
In the face of the sincere worry of the ink burning, Xue Meng's face flushed red, and he said angrily: "If you dare to speak out in public, indecently respect the master, I won't pull out your tongue!"
The ink burned his face and waved his hand faintly: "You don't need to pull it out, you don't need to pull it out, the master will tie me with willow vines again, and I will kill myself on the spot to prove my innocence."
When the time came, Mo Ran was brought to the stage of good and evil according to the rules. He looked around, and there was a dark blue sea of people below. The disciples at the top of life and death all wore sect robes, the blue and almost black armor, the lion head belt, the gauntlets and the silver borders on the hem shining brightly.
The sun rises in the east, and under the stage of good and evil, there is a light of armor.
The ink burned and knelt on the high platform, listening to Elder Silu reading the long guilt book in front of him.
"Elder Yuheng's disciples, Mo Weiyu, oblivious to the law, disregarding teachings, disobeying the rules of the sect, and losing morality. Violating the fourth, ninth, and fifteenth precepts of this sect, according to the law, you will be a stick eighty, and you will copy the door. A hundred times, one month ban. Mo Weiyu, do you have something to argue?"
The ink burned and glanced at the white figure in the distance.
That is the pinnacle of life and death, the only elder who does not need to wear a uniform blue-bottomed silver-brimmed robe.
In the evening of Chu, Ning Xueduan is the clothes, and the silver mist is the thin cover. He sat quietly and was a little far away. The ink burned and couldn't see the expression on his face, but he wanted to know that this person must have no waves.
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