At this moment, I finally understand why he demolished the house, because this boulder on the side of the road is exposed in the future. King Kong Gun wants to write a letter from this side and let Mu Zhuifeng know about me and him from the future.

Theoretically speaking, his method is feasible in the end, and no one knows because no one has done it before, but I hope his plan will succeed
In those days, my pen pals in the army were all ghostwriters for him, which shows how "high" he was. After writing a few lines, he stopped. I looked down and found that he wrote "My wife, Lao Yu and I are both fine, and the master took us away, but after offending all his sects, we couldn’t fight well." "Is this ok?" King kong cannon looked up and asked
"Home is safe. You are scaring people, and then two sentences are scraped." I frowned and said.
"It’s too deep to scrape off," said King Kong Gun, shaking his head.
"Forget it, just bury it." I frowned and shook my head.
"Don’t you say something?" The king kong cannon took the shovel.
"Don’t bury it," I said thoughtfully and shook my head for a moment.
King Kong cannon didn’t dawdle when he saw it, except for backfilling the surface soil layer and then reassembling the wooden house outside the cave. It took less than half an hour to reassemble the wooden house.
After everything was finished, the four of them didn’t go far together, and then came "Hua" and "Alas". In ancient times, wooden houses were all mortise and tenon structures, and the mortise and tenon were destroyed and reassembled, which was definitely not strong.
The crowd turned back in horror and took a look at them and secretly complained that these old people were all with the master. At this time, a generation of old people were crushed by the collapsed wooden house and wailed. Four people looked at it and quickly moved the wooden posts and dragged several old people out of the face. Although these people were not well repaired, they were more or less aura. Although they were bruised and bruised, their bones and muscles were not serious.
"You wait for the master to skin you." I looked at a face of Gu Jingang cannons angrily.
"Nine teacher younger brother, you go back to rest and I’ll deal with it," Qi Yufeng said.
I didn’t stay too long when I saw it, but I turned to the mountain and returned to Guanqixuan. I am still unfamiliar. It is more appropriate for the three of them to deal with these matters.
Guanqixuan or Guanqixuan Room is still the same room. After lying down, I didn’t feel uncomfortable. I got up in the middle of the night and couldn’t find the light to remember that it was the Northern and Southern Dynasties, so I couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night. I wanted to get dressed and go out for a walk, but I thought that I was not familiar with it at this time. It was finally good.
The next morning, the ceremony of collecting disciples was different from that of sending disciples. There was no need to invite guests to watch the ceremony. The three saints dressed in big purple robes were poised and centered, and the elder Taoist in charge of etiquette gradually sang, bowed down and offered tea, followed by the ceremony of seeing the disciples and finally taking a seat. Even if this ceremony was over, it was followed by a party to celebrate and invite seven brothers and sisters to toast. Naturally, I had to drink, and 3,000 people also came to congratulate them. There were many old people in the three saints, although they were not the core brothers of Ziyang View, they were also experienced. The master has to drink more or less, and those younger generations of the same generation have come to worship and add enthusiasm. These people just toasted, because they all know that I am close to the purple gas peak, and I can naturally benefit from it, so the banquet lasted until then, and finally I didn’t know how I got back to Guanqi Xuan.
I was drunk not because I couldn’t help myself, but for two other reasons. First, I was really very happy that I finally recognized my ancestors. This was a great event. Second, if I wasn’t drunk, it would be difficult to draw people closer, especially several brothers and sisters. When they carried me back to Guanqixuan, they thought it must be this guy. It’s not that terrible.
Early the next morning, I went to pay my respects to the Three Sages and applied for listing. Listing is not the same thing as today’s company. Listing refers to the move that Ziqiren applied to Zhang Jiao to go out and hung a wooden sign with his own breath on the right wall of the main hall. This wooden sign has his own breath. If you have something important to call your brother out, you can burn it. My brother outside will naturally feel the call of his master and return to the mountain quickly.
"Want to go?" The three saints were not surprised by my application for the mountain, but asked me where I wanted to go.
"Wild Southwest" I said with a bow. In ancient times, etiquette was very complicated. My younger brother couldn’t sit down when he spoke. Besides, there are three reasons why I want to go to the wild southwest. First, I don’t want to leave my legacy to bring trouble to Ziyang view. I can’t go to Kunlun Mountain because once I go out with King Kong cannons, I’m afraid I will accidentally injure the Bai Jiuyi ethnic group. The second reason is that I can’t lose Bai Jiuyi again. There is no shortage of spiritual things in practice there. The third reason is the most ethereal reason, that is, I want to find a sword-shaped weapon. Today, people dare to set foot in my exquisite gas observation method easily, and maybe they can pick up a leak in the past.
"When will you return?" When the Three Sages heard that I was going to the wild, they frowned for a moment and then looked up and asked me the date of my return.
As soon as I heard this, I suddenly felt more cordial and warm. The Three Sages never asked my brother Shan what to do or when he would come back. This time, he made an exception and asked me that the master cared about me.
"Every time I receive a quotation, I will return to the Ziyang view and receive a favor." By receiving a quotation, I mean that when the monks reach the fairy fairy, the fairy and the golden wonderland, the sky will be sent to receive a quotation. Of course, it depends on whether the monks will go or not. If they feel that they will be promoted in the future, they can refuse to receive a quotation and continue to practice. I have a word "every" in this sentence, which means that I am not satisfied with the fairy practice and return to the Ziyang view and receive a favor, which means that I will not forget that there will be a rosy glow and auspicious days when I receive a quotation
"Very good, very good, very good." The Three Sages said three sentences in succession. It’s very good for a disciple to be a master. It’s natural for him to be happy that he doesn’t forget his master. It’s natural for him to be more happy that the sentence I said earlier was "If I have good grades, I will send it to Ziyang View" and "My brother wants four seniors to go with me." I saw the Three Sages in a good mood and hurried to strike while the iron is hot.
"How can he be so confused?" The Three Sages frown and say that the King Kong cannon demolishes the house and digs the ground. The Three Sages naturally know that a few smashed old Taoist priests can’t fail to tell him.
"There is a tacit understanding between the four brothers in distress and life and death. I hope that the master will be accurate." I am determined to insist that the King Kong cannon must not be left in Ziyang, otherwise it will lead to great disaster.
"Get up." The Three Sages pondered for a moment and raised their hands to signal me to get up. This hand was answered and accepted, and the King Kong cannon accompanied me.
"Thank you, Master." I got up after I was excited to thank you.
"I have learned from the male and female double swords, and the male and female double swords have been given to the glide. You are not suitable for you, and it is better to talk with you." The three saints picked up Mo Xie around them
"Thank you, Master. I’d better give this sword to my brother. My brother has his own way to protect himself." I shook my head and refused to take the opportunity to ask Wen Xiaofeng for a sword. Wen Xiaofeng is a romantic poet, and the female sword is also called.
"Be careful" Three Sages nodded.