Nine Yin True Gold in Marvel

Dressed in light green tulle, her body is dyed pink and light white, carrying a refreshing floral fragrance.

Fanchen came to Chengdu. The ancient town of Chengdu is an ancient water town with a long history. It is also a famous hometown of martial arts.

Egrets, weeping poplars, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers fell from the branches and fell between the eyebrows, hurting the corners of the eyes. Gently hold a sleeve of greenery and collect it in your heart.

Fanchen didn't know how to hide the greenness in his heart that was about to burst out. It was as green as a transparent jadeite, and as soft as a smooth brocade.

The green tiles, white walls, small bridges, flowing water, and dripping green of the ancient town set off the stamens that bowed their heads and trembled slightly, shyly blooming with the pink color of the morning dew, just like the shyness in the heart that had been cleared out, and the slow sorrow in the heart. It forms an antique beauty.

In Chengdu, take a look at the observation towers that dye your brows with a touch of powder; along the banks of the Baitiao River, the poetry towers, tea tasting towers, calligraphy and painting towers, and chess and card towers are like fine pieces of mutton-fat jade, trembling and frivolous. Small, exquisite and swaying. Just like a pink butterfly fluttering its wings and about to fly, it dances enchantingly and charmingly, pouring into the sea of ​​​​heart, splashing ripples, and ripples into small waves.

A few silly words, paintings enter the eyes, tea enters the throat, and beauty enters the heart. Chengdu, your scenery is quiet and peaceful. It is a picture of peace and tranquility. I walked in the ecological agricultural park to pick vegetables. The scenery there was profound and meaningful, which made me forget to leave. Bowing down, I kissed the pink and white, fragrant and refreshing petals with my heart.

With the warm March, the beautiful Chengdu blooms into weeping flowers in the plains and burns into boiling longing. I will accompany you along with the wind. The green shade condenses into smoke.

look. She was leaning on each other in the clear water, like a graceful girl who had her long hair rolled into beautiful temples and tied with lovesickness. Life is like a dream. listen. Her warm words and charming words lingered in her dreams, lingering and pathos. think. Coming to Chengdu will definitely make you feel like water, and the dazzling laughter will float, float, float in your heart.

The picturesque Chengdu is rich and varied. Just like the breeze blowing by, your heart will feel the trembling and softness caressed by a trace of down, which will spontaneously slide down to the bottom of your heart. Perhaps, I have long been accustomed to the heartache of shaking when the wind blows. Light sadness is like water, flowers contain smoke, let time step in the softness like water, let the pool of red flowers drift in the heart, wait, wait for a beam of light to shine through the willow tops on the shore to comfort the cold heart.

Just like Xu Zhimo said, "At least once in your life, you should forget yourself for someone. Don't ask for results, don't ask for companionship, don't ask for what you once had, and don't even ask for you to love me. I just want to be in my most beautiful years." Here, I met you."

Fanchen, who came back to his senses, was already in Chengdu.

The stones on the ground have been trampled by the crowds of people and are full of cracks. The noisy crowds filled this ancient city with a strong smell of dust.

Under the shade of trees on both sides of the road. Luo Yi's knights were chatting in twos and threes, and Fanchen went into the city without paying too much attention.

In the distance, I saw a large plaque with the word "Chengdu" hanging directly above the sidewalk of the city tower, and soldiers guarding the city were still standing on the city wall.

Chengdu's plaques have been exposed to wind and rain for many years, and although they are full of traces of wind and frost, in the eyes of mortals, they add a sense of historical heaviness to the city.

"Young hero, young hero, please stay." I saw an old man with white hair and a golden hoop in his uniform. He grabbed Fanchen and said, "Young hero is extremely talented. Can I count you as one?"

Fanchen looked at this old man who had obviously been in the world for many years. His clothes were not luxurious, but they were washed white. He was holding a fortune-telling flag with a few holes in it, and a fortune-telling stand next to it that looked very old.

It looks quite a bit like the breeze on both sleeves and the air of Taoist immortality.

It seems that this old man has not been doing well in the world these years. Mortal mind

"Why did the Taoist priest find me, a nobody?" Fan Chen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"This young hero looks like he has a lot of talent, and his eyes are full of light. He is no ordinary martial artist at first sight!" Let me make a good calculation.

The Taoist pulled Fanchen and forced Fanchen to the stool.

Fanchen's body was pulled by the Taoist and refused to obey, and his heart suddenly shook, "Sure enough, all the masters in the world like to remain anonymous and play in the world, that's all. Let him be counted as a loser."

The Taoist introduced himself: "I am Shangguan Yu. I have been traveling in the world for 50 years. I focus on heaven's secrets and destiny. I never make mistakes in my calculations. I am called the King of Hell by others."

The little boy behind this person muttered: "Master tells people's fortunes. It's always a bloody disaster. Almost no one who has been criticized by Master survives for three days. How can he be the Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

The Taoist had profound skills. When he heard his disciple's words, he turned around and shuddered.

"My disciple is naughty, please don't worry about this young hero." The Taoist pretended not to know that Fanchen didn't hear.

Fanchen's heart moved slightly, "I don't know what the origin of this old man is. Is he killing people and stealing goods, or is he really accurate? That's all, let's hear what he says."

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Immediately, Fanchen said with an undeniable smile: "Taoist Master, let's start!"

After the Taoist asked about the mortal life experience, he closed his eyes, held his beard with his left hand, and made a flower-like gesture with his right hand.

After waiting for a while, his eyes flashed with a divine light and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "I have a batch for the young hero."

Dugu Yi appears in the world, the young hero has a strange encounter in the dark world; his light skills are ethereal and he defeats the witch, and a pair of magic hands explores the flowers.

Shuangfeng obtains the book of Dugu, and the young hero develops unrivaled skills; the rivers and lakes are filled with blood, and people's hearts are filled with panic.

Wudang's spying is as light as blood, and the robbery and killing on the post road create a fishy wind; the young hero looks up to the sky and smiles like an immortal, you are all like insects and I am alone.

The female hero of Emei took the crime and vowed to kill the young hero to break the void; a fight took place in the Suzhou arena and the bustling streets of World War II.

Suddenly, sword shadows appear, and everyone surrounds and kills the young hero; the Emei heroine stands upright, her pink clothes fluttering like a giant in shock.

The young hero could have walked away, but resolutely returned to the trap; he did not want his life to be about love, but he was willing to be buried in the grave for his beloved.

It's sad that the young hero has a sword in love, and it's even sadder that the female hero lost her life. This feeling can be remembered in memory, and we can meet again in the white snow of Wudang.

After saying that, before Fanchen could react, he disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

"Taoist Master, you left something behind!" Fanchen, who had recovered from his fate for a long time, shouted, but unfortunately he could no longer see the Taoist Master.

He took a closer look at the incomplete drawing in his hand that had some traces of history.

I saw two mountains and a big sculpture depicted on it? Even the mortal world is confused.

Fanchen remembered that there seemed to be some adventures in the well outside Chengdu in the game of his previous life.

So Fanchen walked over quickly. After passing through the ring area where the fighting was fierce, and walking into the dilapidated country road, I saw the mouth of the well surrounded by wolves, spider webs all over, and empty. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was everywhere and flying flowers were scattered. No living thing could be seen at the mouth of the well.