"Good good" Fourth Martial Uncle nodded with a kind and smiling face.
"This is your fifth uncle Zeng Zhixiong!"
"Met Uncle Wu"
Five ShiShu smiled and said nothing.
"This is …"
"I have seen Sixth Martial Uncle!" Boss Li beat him to shout that this guy always knew that Hongyan Terrace almost swept himself out of the house at that time, thanks to the beautiful granduncle’s clearance.
The immortal cold hum a nod nostrils.
Boss Li smiled and ignored it.
"This is your seventh uncle Qi Canghai!" Picking roses at night put his arm around the shoulder of the Seventh Master and smiled. From the attitude of the Master, we can see that the Master has the best relationship with this Seventh Martial Uncle.
Boss Li looked up and swept away. Uncle Qi is also a handsome and extraordinary man with red lips and white teeth, giving people a feeling of elegance.
As if the moment was still, Li Chengzhu looked at the deep eyes and was dissatisfied with Sixth Martial Uncle. Instantly, he dissipated and his heart calmed down. Mo Xie’s sword was safely hidden in Yuan Ying.
"It used to be difficult for forever amber!" Boss Li muttered something in his mouth. To tell the truth, I didn’t know that I would suddenly think of this poem, but I couldn’t help but say it when I looked at the vicissitudes of Seventh Martial Uncle’s eyes.
"hmm?" Picking night roses stared at his apprentice like finding treasure for a long time before Zaba pouted and said, "Good poetry is absolutely."
Chapter one hundred and six Lotus flower disaster in the southeast
Because it is the first time to enter his legacy, and Li Chengzhu also released his words earlier, he came to Magic Sword Sect in his own name. Naturally, he can’t pose as the patriarch of Acacia Sect. Although he doesn’t have to perform the red tape, this procedure of bathing, changing clothes and cleaning hands is a must.
Because it is necessary to embody the names of the great sects in the cultivation of immortals, every younger brother who enters the school for the first time must kneel down and knock on the longevity card in the door.
It’s just a symbolic gesture for the immortal to jump out of reincarnation and bathe and change clothes. Boss Li hasn’t bathed for several years and doesn’t bathe at all. At first, it’s a little fresh and nostalgic to enter the warm tub.
This bath for more than an hour almost made Li Chengzhu fall asleep in the bathtub.
Don’t you know that there are so many people waiting for him outside?
Sixth Martial Uncle grunted coldly with an evil smile on his mouth. Several Martial Uncle’s eyes were closed and he was already in a state of concentration.
"Oh, I’m sorry to bother you waiting so long." Li Chengzhu smiled awkwardly.
Picking roses at night raises eyebrows. "It takes a long time to show respect for the ancestors."
Beauty granduncle pie pie didn’t see you wash so long? Jump into the tub and climb out, just like jumping into the oil pan.
The first column of the longevity card is engraved with the name of Jin Xian, the granddaddy of Magic Sword Sect. Of course, the name of Jin Xian, the granddaddy of Magic Sword Sect, has not died. This is just a reflection of the respect of his younger brothers. Every sect is like this. Even the Hehuan Sect is ranked according to generations. The elders of Magic Sword Sect are not named.
Boss Li walked to the longevity card with his sleeves covered with Su.
There is no more cynicism in picking roses at night, and I shouted with a rigorous face, "My brother salutes!"
Li Chengzhu a pendulum hands crashing knelt on the longevity card respectfully knocked a XiangTou.
According to the rules, Li Chengzhu, the master who picks the night roses, naturally has to salute his younger brother, and Li Chengzhu also needs the master’s guidance to complete the three-kneeling and nine-knocking gift.
This dignified and rigorous initiation ceremony changed when Boss Li hit his first head.
As if cooperating with Li Chengzhu’s head, the ground rang "rumble" and a loud noise came from the ground to stay in the Immortal Hall. As soon as everyone’s face became better, all the elders were not weak, and they shook their bodies and stabilized themselves. The Immortal Hall is not allowed to make Reiki, a martial uncle, twist up a spectacular word dance.
"Booming" is like a dragon pounding the hall of eternal life from the ground, which is forbidden by the magic sword Sect. The hall of eternal life is far away from falling, and the ground fluctuates like the sea.
The beauty granduncle fluttered her charming body like a butterfly, trying to stabilize her body, but her pale face also showed that she was confused about this emergency
Boss Li is short and tiger-faced, and one of them kneels down to deal with such a situation, which is suspected of taking a big advantage, leaving his head and enjoying the dance.
Impression of the five elders of the Magic Sword Sect and the beauty teacher’s granduncle’s dance. That’s the post.
Suddenly, Li Chengzhu’s face changed and his face turned red, as if he wanted to force a smelly fart to be released. Even the tiger body trembled slightly
Seven ShiShu was a fiercely slightly surprised to look at the nephew.
"What’s the matter?" Picking roses at night was the first time to calm down and explore the underground, but no abnormality was found. I felt a strong shock wave hitting the hall of eternal life. This shock wave seemed to appear without warning