Raising a Fox Spirit in My Home

The good end of the spiritual palace to take over the ceremony to become a pk contest in the Sino-Japanese practice, the sound of the clear purple Shi suddenly attracted everyone's eyes to her.

She became famous very early, and many people in the Japanese practice community heard about her name. At this time, the asters stood up and immediately silenced the audience. Everyone looked at the asters, both nervous and looking forward to it. The guess is how she will fight this monk.

Mao Yuxi is staring at the asters with a sharp eye. Looking at her every move, she has already regarded her as her own enemy in her heart.

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao also looked at the field with gaze and concern. Deng Yu pulled Zhang Liangfang's sleeves and whispered: "Liufang Shijie, Shiyuan real people can't win?"

Zhang Liufang thought for a moment and nodded: "Aster was the last time in the Lotus Conference, and he did not win, but he also showed his skills. Now she has the help of the landlord. I have realized the realm of the golden master, and I must have a new level of skill. There should be no problem."

She looked up and looked forward to seeing it in the field, whispering in a low voice: "I really don't know how the Aster of the Aster is playing with this small field, how wonderful it will be."

Said, she turned to her master Zhang Kongyun and said: "Master, who do you say will win?"

Zhang Kongyun glared at his beard and looked at the scene with a flash of gaze. He said in a loud voice: "I don't know, although you look at this small wilderness, although you don't look amazing, you can stand there and have a sorrowful Yuelu. It’s really sorrowful that the Japanese practitioners are just coming out of a person who is such a master."

Zhang Liufang smiled: "Is it maybe the top master in it? It's impossible to be very powerful."

Zhang Kongyun shook his head: "The roots of people are not as good as us, but they are winning in the national religion. The power is huge. If you don't say anything else, you see that the candidates they sent this time are really elite gatherings, strong hands like clouds, more than two hundred people, Everyone is a good person who can be a one-on-one. This is really a terrible thing."

Zhang Liufang said: "Master, how do you grow your ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

Zhang Kongyun sighed and didn't talk anymore. He looked at the audience with his apprentice.

At this time, Aster walked into the field, and looked at the monk in front of him. He gave a slight ceremony and said: "I don't know how the Zen Master wants to fight?"

Ono’s long stature was not high. He took off his head and smashed his head and performed a Buddhist ritual. He said: “The guest is with the Lord, and I also ask the Amethine to give directions.”

Ziyuan’s eyes quickly glared at Liu Chunping, who was not far away. She smiled and said to Xiaoye’s manager: “Since it’s a guest, then we might as well come to fight.”

Shion smiled slightly, and his beauty was superb. Many male practitioners on the sidelines seemed to stop breathing as if they were paused. But Xiaoye’s long-term but ignorant, still looks at the nose, and he said: "How to fight?" ”

Asahi's hand was lifted, and the nine-day Ziyuan silk flew out of the cuff as a purple lightning, then drilled on the hard bluestone ground and quickly drilled a stone. The stone was round and pointed, showing a gyro .

Aster pointed this stone and smiled a little: "Zen Master, don't you know that some games you played when you were young?"

Xiaoye said with a low-browed eyebrow: "Amitabha, a poor and small family, has never played a game."

Shion smiled and said: "I am also a small master with the master practice, just heard of this game, rest assured, can not take advantage of the Zen master."

As she said, she walked around in the field without a hurry. Every step at the foot, the ground fell into a footprint. Everyone saw her footprints and one footprint. One circle went down, which happened to be about two meters in diameter. More than a perfect circle.

The footprints of this purple garden are generally shallow depths. Obviously, the grasp of the strength and the real yuan is subtly fine. The practitioners on the field are also aware of the goods. This time, they admire the applause.

Aster was cheering on the face, and her face was still moving. Her hand was a trick. The nine-day Ziyuan silk was twisted into a rope shape, and it changed into a purple whip. The asters shook, and the two sounds, the whip. Just two straight gullies were drawn in the middle, and the perfect circle on the field was cut out three times. On both sides, there was a standing place in Shion and Ono, and there was a blank area in the middle.

Ziyuan threw the gyro-shaped stone into the middle of the blank space and smiled and said: "Zen Master, we are one person and one whip, we are not allowed to smoke the stone, we are not allowed to slap others, we are not allowed to move the footsteps, we only allow the gyro to be beaten, to see who will first How can anyone win if the top is drawn to the other's heel?"

The words of Aster not only said that Ono’s long face was surprised, but other people’s eyes were straight and stunned.

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao face each other, Deng Yu eats and said: "No, the Aster Hall, the golden master, actually playing the top with people?"

Zhang Liufang also stunned: "Master, what is the medicine sold in the gourd?

Zhang Kongyun glared at his beard and looked blank: "I don't know, but Aster has always been smart, and I definitely have my own idea."

After the Japanese practitioners listened to the words of Shion, they also laughed and screamed, and there was a good talk about it. There was a good thing and shouted loudly to Xiaoye’s long-term leader: "Small Ono, don’t marry her, we are not coming here. Play this little kid's trick!"

If the asters don't smell, she smiles: "The so-called one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi, Xiaoye Zen master, there is a big door in the game of this little child, do you want to try it?"

Ono’s long-eyed gaze stared at the asters, as if they wanted to see what she was in, but he saw Zijing’s calm eyes and a light smile. It’s not like a ghost. He thought about it from bamboo strips. A slender bamboo strip was pulled out of the bucket, and he nodded. "Okay."

The practitioners of various Japanese schools saw that he actually promised, and they all clamored: "The absurd!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Dr. Ono, are you not afraid of shame?"

Even Liu Chunping, who stood in the distance and looked at the field, looked at the field with a sigh of relief, especially Liu Chunping. He also knew that these practitioners had unpredictable means. He was thinking about it today. Eyes blessed, who expected the asters to have such a ghost idea.

"This gyro has a beautiful look. This girl looks as beautiful as a fairy. How can her head be a little faint?" Liu Chunping touched his chin, and his eyes fell out of his eyelids.

But even the people who fell on the field were the asters and Osa, and the two masters of the golden body began to pick up the top.

In the hands of Ziyuan, the purple whip was raised, and the gyro made by this stone began to spin up rapidly, and quickly swept away toward Xiaoye.

Xiaoye’s long-term leader looked a bit languid. He casually waved the bamboo in his hand and saw his bamboo strip collided with the stone gyro. Immediately, the slamming sound was turned into a powder.

Ono was shocked and held the remaining piece of bamboo in his hand and stayed in place.

On the field, regardless of the practitioners of the Chinese and Japanese factions, they suddenly saw the clue. Zhang Kongyun slaps and screams: "Miao! The **** of the Aster must have poured its own true elements into the top, and Xiaoye holds the long But I don't know, the usual whip is pumped down, and the whip is shattered by the shock immediately. This looks like a game, which is actually a very clever fight!"

At this time, Mao Yuxi couldn't help but brighten her eyes and praised: "A good asters, this hand is beautiful! Even if you lose, you will not hurt yourself. Even if you win, there will be no disputes. It is really both." Policy! It’s a good game to see the fighting, it’s amazing, it’s amazing!”

The virtual yang son also showed the color of appreciation: "Now I know that there are mountains outside the mountains, is there a sky outside the sky?"

Mao Yu snorted: "That is better than knowing that this is just a clever thing."

Xiaoyangzi smiled a little, no longer spoke, and his eyes re-entered the field.

The practitioners in the Japanese practice community saw that Ono had eaten a sullen loss and stayed in the same place. They suddenly rushed and shouted: "Ono Jun, hurry, you are the first game, you must not lose!"

"The little Zen master, fast hands!"

After all, Mr. Ono was also a leader in the Japanese practice world. He reacted extremely quickly and immediately squatted down, taking the short bamboo strip left in his hand and pulling it toward the top.

This time, he spurred the bamboo strips, and the gyro slammed the gyro off the ground. The gyro was very fast, and it creaked in the air, flying like a cannonball toward the asters.

Everyone saw that he was fierce and fierce, and there was no compassion in his family. If Shion was hit by this gyro and said that he had to be beaten, they suddenly exclaimed: "Hurry!"

The rule that Ziyuan had set before was that her feet could not move. She saw the gyro shells and squinted her eyes to the chest. She was not in a hurry, her wrists were shaking, and the purple long whip in her hand was wrapped around the top, followed by Her ankles whirl, one side of the body, unloading the flying gyro, and then the ankles turned back, and turned back to throw the gyro on the ground.

This gyro is like a meteorite that has fallen for nine days. The hard blue stone slab has sunk down. The sharp gyro bottom is like a drill bit. It drills a gully and squeaks toward the small body. Go straight ahead.

The asters played under the hood, and the movements were as if they were dancing. Everyone was so drunk and suddenly drank a splash of color.

Shion smiled and said: "The small Zen master can not fly the gyro away from the ground!"

Xiaoye’s long-term manager saw that it was awesome. The Aster had just understated this, but in fact it was hard and soft. It’s absolutely impossible to have a deep and profound skill and extremely subtle power.

Moreover, Aster took advantage of his strength and gave him the strength of Mr. Ono’s just fierce. If he pulled the whip again, the gyro would definitely break down immediately, and he would lose.

Ono’s long-term look is serious, and he dares not to have a contemptuous color. He quickly draws a long bamboo strip from his own fight, and begins to fight seriously.