Chronicles of Heaven

It feels good to have a man running.

The fishing rod carries dozens of monks, together with the hands of a dozen small and medium-sized families nearby, and has moved more than 10,000 sleeping children, and tens of thousands of long-lived disciples crying and swearing to Sanlian City.

The children's hearts are severely wounded, but under the nourishment of the Zen light released by the month, they blur their tragic memories and smooth their trauma. They can cultivate and live like any normal person in the future.

The strength of the moon is very strong, especially in the Buddhist monk.

These children are extremely difficult to recall this tragic past of childhood unless they are repaired far beyond the month.

For them, maybe this is a good thing.

And those longevity believers...

This is a group of dead and lingering things. Both men and women, their hands are stained with the blood of innocent people, and they are soaked with evil and filth.

However, their qualifications are very good.

Some of them have the qualifications of long-lived believers, and even some people have a faint singularity of the ancient blood, just like the giant blood in the body of the stone, with extraordinary potential.

These guys, already broken into the bones, are basically impossible to wash their minds and re-do.

However, the descendants of their breeding will become the talents that Sanlian City urgently needs.

Parents with superior qualifications are more likely to breed subordinates with outstanding qualifications.

Parents with special blood vessels are also more likely to pass on the blood.

These tens of thousands of long-lived believers, in Wu Tie and Lao Tie, are hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of excellent monk seeds.

Sanlian City does not lack ordinary people, so that these longevity believers paired and multiplied two generations, and then they cuddled their sons to the ordinary people of Sanliancheng to raise them and cultivate them with the resources of Sanliancheng.

It is foreseeable that it will not take long for Sanlian City to have a new look. These new generations of young monks will make the foundation of Sanlian City deeper, cleaner and more vital.

Sitting on a large stone pillar, Wu Tie took out some fruits and fruit, and the wine and wine banquet was held every day and every month.

A head limestone lizard, a big spider, walked under the stone pillars, and they slowly slowed down, lest they bump into the children carrying their backs.

And the tens of thousands of longevity believers who have been abolished have not been able to enjoy such treatment.

They barefooted, a long rope around their neck, locked them in a row, and walked slowly.

There are always screams and curses coming out of the huge ranks. The monks who are responsible for escorting them are not used to them. The whip is a slap in the face, and the long-distance believers who are so distorted are crying for mercy. .

Wu Tie smiled and said that he had dealt with the methods of disposal of these longevity believers day by day and month by month.

Sighing month by month: "Let their children separate from their flesh and blood, and there is a wound in the sky."

One by one, one by one, one by one, holding a fruit jar, and raising his head to drink a dozen pounds of fruit wine. Satisfied with a fullness, coldly said every day: "A group of bad embryos, can teach what good things? Wushi Tieyou plan like this, it is good for them."

Don't drink alcohol every month, just holding a golden cantaloupe and screaming very fast.

Wiping a slimy melon juice on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief every month: "The brothers said, it is... the world of today, my human race, every force must be carefully saved. These people, it is a pity to kill It’s good to let go of it, or to raise a baby in a captivity."

Wu Tie picked a thumbs up day by day and month by month.

This two brothers and sisters are not pedantic people. It is very good to have this insight.

"White, no, no." Wu Tie said: "There are large areas of Sanlian City that have not been cultivated, as well as medicine fields, orchards, etc., and there are always busy things."

Although they have been abolished, these guys are, after all, cultivating and perfecting monks, and the physical strength is stronger than the ordinary people. To put it bluntly, those heavy-duty monks who have been abolished and repaired, even if they are used to pull carts, are much better than those big animals.

With such a precious workforce, Wu Tie will not raise them in vain.

"Labor reform." Wu Tie's mind flashed a noun from the old iron heritage, he said with a smile: "labor reform, for their sins committed before."

One big wine jar was picked up every day, and ‘咕咚’ took a bite of wine from a jar. Dropped the jars and lifted the front hoofs on the right side of the day: "Wu Tieyou do this, clearly understanding the meaning of 'compassion', good and good."

The old iron is in the form of a jackal, and the lazy squatting around Wu Tie looks at the yelling day by day.

"Buddha disciple, isn't it not drinking?" The old iron lazy mouth: "I also knew a few old bald people, and the rules of your Buddhist temple, I know a little."

"Succumbing wine, this is vegetarian wine." I laughed a few times a day, shook my head, opened my mouth, and picked up a wine jar: "More... the poor looks like this, not the Buddha's door." Disciple, is the incarnation of the seventy-two pillars of the demon god... The devil is drinking, is it strange?"

Wu Tie and the old iron stared at each other.

The word 'sort of wine' is already remarkable, and it is not a shame.

The saying that the '72-column demon **** incarnation' is an export, Wu Tie and Lao Tie do not know how to attack this statement.

"Small iron, remember, talk to the bald, you have to keep seven or ninety hearts... They have a tongue, they can use the dead to be a living person, and they will nod their heads... In short, if they are enemies with them. Don't be bother with them, just roll your sleeves and do it. This is the best."

The old iron stared at the day and was very annoyed to the witch iron.

Wu Tie smiled and raised the wine cellar. He respected the cup for one day.

I nodded happily day by day, and picked up a jar of wine. ‘咕咚’ took a bite to drink a jar of fine wine.

"The big round back to the temple, poor." Dropped the jar of wine every day, and sighed heavily: "Every inch of land is calculated cleanly, and the output of each inch of land is used to support those who are sheltered in the big reincarnation. The people under the temple."

Looking at Wu Tie day by day, he said very seriously: "Even the host and the elders opened up the world of palms, all used to grow food, which is barely enough to make ends meet."

Looking at the honeydew melon side by side, he said: "So, many disciples have been sent out to make Yunshuiyu, saying that they are contacting the Buddha door friends. Hey, how do you feel that we are going out to find food for ourselves? ?"

Wu Tie’s mouth was pumped.

The corner of the old iron was pumped.

The witch was tumbled on the back of the old iron, and the ‘hahaha’ that was heartless was smiling.

I sighed one by one: "The poor have not yet become a Buddha, so it is rare to see so many food and wine, and to greet some of the desires of the tongue, it really should not be... but can not blame the poor. Well, afterwards, more thoughts A few books are just."

She smashed a honeydew melon month by month. She nodded and nodded, and then picked up a big, big watermelon that was quite similar to her size.

Wu Tie took out some fruits from the bracelet.

The monks in the Tibetan environment have great powers and big belly. Their life forms have been separated from mortals, so they can eat for three years, and they can swallow a thousand sheep. Things are less prepared, and it seems that the hospitality is not sincere.

Fortunately, the city of Sanlian is rich in resources, and there are many reserves in the bracelet of Wutie.

The brigade was slowly moving under the stone pillars. Wu Tie and others sat on the stone pillars. They waited until more than 10,000 children were transported, and the tens of thousands of longevity soldiers walked away, followed by a long queue.

This team is even bigger.

The demon king sent the fish to them, just to transport the people of the surrounding family to Sanlian.

In a short period of time, the fishing rod has been linked to hundreds of large and small families around.

These large families, the tribes are thousands of people, over 10,000, and the number of soldiers and slaves is 100,000; the families of the small family range from dozens to hundreds of people, and there are thousands of soldiers who have been trained.

More than a hundred large and small families have collectively migrated, and the marching team is spectacular.

The families of these families are riding on mighty mounts, large lizards, big spiders, big pythons, and some quirky flying mounts, such as giant bats, flapping their wings and flying in the air.

Behind these shackles are family warriors and slaves who carry carts, carry bags, and squat pots and pans.

Around Sanlian, Sanliancheng is a deified place for all the big and small families. It is a land of bliss and a blessing of milk and honey flowing in the river.

Before, the family of large and small outside Sanlian City, only the monks who had the life of the pool were qualified to enter the city of Sanlian with a very small number of people.

Moreover, even if they enter Sanlian City, they will have to pay a great financial price to stay in Sanlian City for a long time.

Anyone who has entered the city of Sanlian, after all came out, boasted that the sky was falling, and the more the Sanliancheng became a myth.

This time, the King of the Medal moved the surrounding people into the city of Sanlian. In the hearts of many people, this is the singular virtue!

No one hesitated, no one hesitated.

The family, large and small, dragged their families and packed all the family wealthy goods. They marched into the city of Sanlian.

The thick-eyed cattle warriors, carrying heavy tables and chairs, large beds.

The medium-sized werewolf, lizard, carrying a variety of iron pots, candlesticks.

The petite, the weakest gnomes, the rats, and so on, carry a small parcel with various colors of food.

The team is huge, but it is not messy.

According to the individual family, the huge team marched forward in an orderly manner.

Wu Tie and others sat on the stone pillar and watched this huge team slowly move forward.

After a full day and a night, Wu Tie suddenly opened his eyes: "Good patience, I thought that the crazy woman, the mysterious woman, will retaliate for the first time. I did not expect that they did not actually do it."

A large basin was placed in front of the day, filled with fruit wine, and a long tongue sticking out of the wine.

After listening to the words of Wu Tie, I grinned every day: "There is poverty, rest assured, what evil devils are outside, and they can't think about it. Oh, no."

Witch iron, old iron, stood up at the same time month by month, they looked at the faint sigh of the rear of the team.

There is movement, and it is a big movement.

The mysterious spider did not give up the revenge, but it was too late to mobilize enough people.

After all, in the previous World War, Heiluo lost tens of thousands of people. Chang'an's longevity education is almost completely annihilated. Want to urgently mobilize people, where is it so easy? The winding martyrdom, those middle and low-level monks can not be so fast.

But one day and one night passed, with the hysteria of the mysterious spider, and the power of the dark guild mastered by Hero, they were finally arranged.

A terrible cold blew from the back to the ramp.

All the luminous moss and luminous vegetation on the ramp along the way were frozen at the same time. With the shrill cracking, all the moss and vegetation '咔咔' exploded into the sky.

Where the cold weather passed, the luminous vegetation was shattered, and the smashing of the road was black and lacquered.

The cold air is like a dragon, and the screaming fishermen and other people who have been broken after the migration team have rushed up.

The fish and other people shouted in unison.

Fishing rods and dozens of companions came out of Great Lakes City. Their skills are naturally related to water. The cold rushed, the fish licked the long knife, and the other dozens of monks waved their hands together, and suddenly a large white wave rushed up, turning into a water wall filled with the entire martyrdom.

The cold air flew.

The white waves filled with the wide mile of the ramp were violent, and the sound of ‘咔嚓’ immediately became a thick ice wall.

The ice wall cracked, and the fish rafts and other people vomited blood at the same time. The smashed ice wall spewed tens of thousands of sharp ice ridges, as if numerous arrows screamed to the squid and others.

The ice edge is extremely fast, and it will be in front of the fish and other people.

The fish and fishermen have no time to react, and they can only close their eyes and die.

‘嗝儿’!

A great wine sizzling, a black screaming screaming even the same black lacquered jackal was in front of the fish and other people.

The wolf screamed in the sky and suddenly smashed into ice.

Shouting and raising two hooves, he took a heavy shot to the ground.

A large piece of gold with a sandal scent of Xiangguang turned into a thick wall of light, like a tsunami hurricane, whistling forward.

A wave of cold enthusiasm swept over, and a ray of light rushed up.

The cold air and the light hit together, and the rumblings of gold and blue were stirred up in the ramp of nearly a hundred miles.

Every day, the body swayed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It is not strong, but in his hands, there are extremely powerful treasures... Hey, what is it?"

The old iron body squirmed, and he slowly stood up and placed the witch on his shoulder.

Holding the scepter in both hands, the old iron whispered: "Take him what he wants, kill him and say... scorpion, Bibi? See who killed it?"

I laughed very much every day, but compared to it. However, there is no long thing in the poor, and there is no robes. There is no bet. ”

Lao Tie ‘hehe’ smiled: “Do you actually know the word 'gambling'? Drinking and betting, you are not a good monk.”

There was a loud noise in the martyrdom.

A young blue light wrapped in a beautiful face like a god, the young man who chilled around the body, step by step through the vortex generated by the cold and the impact of Xiangguang, slowly walked over to the old iron, and came over day by day.

"My name is faint, special, and I give you a despicable thing to sleep forever."