Just settle for the next best thing.

This golden apricot is the best variety in the apricot world.

Once cultivated, it can become a holy plant and transform a surrounding area into a blessed land, which is most suitable for keeping at home.

But……

"Who raised the golden apricot? Why hasn't it been canonized yet?"

Drunken in the wind, he suddenly burst out drinking, his voice extremely ferocious.

The servants who were cutting flowers and weeding nearby shivered with fright, blinked in the wind, and realized that they had lost their composure.loadAdv(5,0);

The servant actually takes good care of this golden apricot.

Although the holy plant has not been cultivated, it is good to cultivate a first-grade spiritual plant in half a year.

However, it seems that the Apricot Realm is indeed different from the Holy Continent. The forcibly transplanted Holy Plants can only prosper falsely. They feel sluggish from the root up to the wind, and there is no hope of the Spiritual Plants being canonized.

Is it because I am acclimatized?

"Sorry, I scared you."

Feng Zhongzui pondered for a long time, then took the initiative to explain to the people around him: "Suddenly I felt a little bored..."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and felt better.

The four-throne gatekeeper who was responsible for carrying the sedan looked at Feng Shao leaving the training room, looked at him, and asked following the voice:

"Master Feng, do you want to go out?"

The throne carries the sedan chair and the golden apricot carriage.

Serve me tenderly, with my chest on the couch and my legs on the pillow.

This has been the standard for traveling in the wind and snow for the past six months, regardless of wind or snow.

The four throne guards looked at him and knew that the next destination should be Huayue Tower.

Drunk in the wind, I looked back, but I was shivering from the cold.

He seemed to see Xiao Wanfeng turning around at the door, letting himself choose between the light of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and the comfort of the Golden Apricot Carriage. loadAdv(5,0);

He opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, unable to give an answer.

He retracted into the door, sealed himself again, and whispered through the wooden door, with some choking in his voice:

"No, I won't go out anymore..."

…

This trip has been fruitful.

What Xu Xiaoshou wants to arrest is the will of Hua Changdeng.

And the so-called "one sword" is never arrogance, but the absolute confidence derived from his own strength after half a year of cultivating his reputation.

The mere will of the Holy Emperor...

No matter how strong you are, can it be better than the seven stages of loving the common people?

In front of Jinxing's millions of spectators watching the battle with dumbfounded attention.

In front of Hua Changdeng, after hearing the "joke", he had a slightly amused expression on his face.

Xu Xiaoshou no longer concealed his fighting intention, and lightly brushed the blade of the simple stone sword with his two fingers. The sword was agile and buzzing.

"Jian Nian..."

Hua Changdeng was not surprised, he just recognized the silver sword power that slowly emerged from the stone sword.

Very light, very shallow.

Like mist and mist.

But this was once the logo of the Eight Masters.loadAdv(5,0);

When he observes the sword, strokes the sword, and commands the sword, the sword moves with his thoughts and can destroy everything.

Hua Changdeng came back to his senses from the past, but lamented that people today are no longer the same people they were thirty years ago. They are still arrogant, and their power is different.

Of course, the quality and quantity of the sword thought are completely inferior to the eight masters who knew one finger at that time.

But Xu Xiaoshou's words were surprising. What he said was actually slightly different from what he thought:

"Xu has been cultivating his reputation for half a year and has gained quite a lot."

"However, after all, I am a young swordsman with little talent and little knowledge. I have some humble opinions. I hope the Ghost Sword Immortal can correct me."

name……

Hua Changdeng had an unexpected incident.

He looked over and saw that what moved Xu Xiao was Nian, the sword Nian.

But as soon as the word "name" came out, it seemed that the smoke and mist on the stone sword took on an extra layer of mystery?

Hua Changdeng still didn't understand, so he didn't respond with words.

In the scene of Matchmaker Golden Apricot, there was a lot of discussion. The only thing that surprised everyone was:

"It's so scary. When did Master Shou become so humble?"

"I feel like I'm holding back a big blow. Is Hua Jianxian really going to be killed by Master Shou?"

"Kill, kill..."loadAdv(5,0);

Those who don't mind watching the excitement will always be the only outsiders.

The matchmaker could no longer be fooled. When she heard Master Shou's "perverted" self-effacing remarks, she forced herself to get up.

run!

She grabbed Jin Xing, but fortunately both of them restrained their external pressure and were able to run quickly with their long legs.

You can retreat, retreat, there are eight million spectators in the Jinxing scene, it is impossible for the matchmaker to dampen their interest, and cut off her own opportunity, while retreating, she said:

"Brothers, Master Shou is practicing 'name'. Does anyone know what this 'name' is? How is it different from Jian Nian?"

"Actually, it's not important. What the matchmaker really wants to ask is that sentence..."

"I won't die, right?"

While everyone was looking forward to it, he saw Master Shou's fingertips brushing against the stone sword, causing mist from the stone sword to rise. His eyes looked over the stone sword, and the mist from the sword liquefied into drops.

When he put the stone sword upright on his chest, half-covering his face, he raised it upside down.

On the body of the stone sword, a clear stream of water has wrapped around it, like a snake winding, like a vine coiling, like the "named ten-segment sword finger" at that time!

"this……"

Hua Changdeng's pupils were slightly condensed, with a slightly surprised look on his face.

In just a blink of an eye, the sword thoughts gathered by the stone sword were like plucking onions on dry land. Their quality and quantity actually increased to the point where even I felt a little bit dangerous.loadAdv(5,0);<

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No, this is not Jian Nian, this is what he said...

name!

Stone swords are not the only ones who can pull onions on dry land.

When the stone sword phenomenon first appeared, Xu Xiaoshou's feet spread out even if it fell into Hua Changdeng's eyes, the secret formation of the sword was still considered "perfect" in every aspect.

But I saw this young man stepping on the secret formation of swordsmanship, and the stone sword in his hand was gathering. He was in a state of harmony between heaven and man, and he shouted softly with the sound of Taoism in his mouth:

"The name is like fire."

"Fire is good at burning all things and ignites them all. It does what everyone wants, so it goes against the Tao."

As soon as these words came out, Jinxing's millions of spectators were confused, but the Hua Chang Deng facing them moved and read something:

The kid in front of me is actually trying to define "name"?

He is taking a brand new path, a path that no one has ever set foot in in the world of ancient sword cultivation!

Yes, what this young man said is indeed true.

The name is like a raging fire, and its best thing is to burn everything and then extinguish it along with the things burned.

But in the world of secular life, who has not pursued fame and wealth while practicing spiritual cultivation?

Dynasty withered tomb, red and pink skull.

Who doesn’t know that in the end it’s just a dream, all in vain, but in this process, there is no pursuit?loadAdv(5,0);

Not to mention anything else, just the three words "Eight Masters", based on the belief in the five realms, the contemplation of thoughts, and the benefits of cultivating one's reputation can be seen.

It is "fame" that moves the world, and "fame" brings countless temptations, making everyone still flock to it after knowing the benefits and dangers of "fame".

A general will be famous if he succeeds, and he will be famous if he fails.

Although Hua Changdeng single-handedly created the ending of the Eight Masters becoming famous in the Holy Mountain, he never thought that a young man of such an age before him could also understand this level.
To be continued...