Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

The next day.

The morning glow is rising.

Lin Jiusan and others went to worship their ancestors.

Under the altar, Zhou Yun sat on the futon, leaning against the leg of the table, blinking his eyelashes lightly.

This appearance is the same as before, the six-year-old doll's sleepy eyes in the morning are very cute.

But when it rolls with the morning glow.

Faintly, the morning glow that day was sweeping like a big wave, and the layers were folded and piled up.

finally.

pour down.

And Zhou Yun just let out a long breath at this time.

"Wow."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also saw the scene in the sky.

In the past, when the morning glow soared into the sky, it was a vast sea, and it was a beautiful scenery.

But this time, the morning glow piled up like a mountain, and nothing else changed, except the area above his head.

Lin Jiu also saw this scene, and was startled, and subconsciously glanced at Zhou Yun secretly.

under the table legs.

"Ding: Absorb purple energy, Taoism +1."

Daoxing has reached the limit, and the cultivation base cannot be increased.

But this time breathing out purple energy, after all, with a thousand years of cultivation, any skill in his hands is enough to turn decay into magic.

Therefore, even if only the first layer of Ziyang Gong is exchanged now, the first practice still affects the sky.

Feeling that the cultivation in his body became alive again, Zhou Yun opened his eyes with a hint of a smile.

Yesterday, all the cultivation bases of the whole body were transformed into Ziyang Zhenqi, but after all, the cultivation base is too deep, and it still takes a lot of time to master it.

After worshiping the patriarch, Lin Jiu put the incense into the stove, and brought his disciples to greet Zhou Yun.

"Master Uncle, Master Ren has arranged for someone to wait outside."

Because he was going to move the grave today, Lin Jiu also put on a Taoist robe for a long time.

"Let's go." Zhou Yun raised his hand and waved to Qiusheng: "Qiusheng, carry me!"

"Hey, Master Uncle, I'm here." Qiu Sheng trotted over, and after a whole night, Qiu Sheng also showed a smile on his face again.

Lin Jiu was also paying attention to Qiu Sheng, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Qiu Sheng recovered.

The palms and backs of the disciples and the disciples are fleshy, so there is no difference, it's just that the expectations are different.

Lin Jiu couldn't explain it clearly, whether because of his own personality or because of Qiusheng.

But in general, Qiu Sheng's strictness is necessary.

After packing up and walking out of the yard, Master Ren's servants were waiting there outside the door.

"Uncle Jiu, good morning."

The person who came was a little old man, who bowed deeply to Lin Jiu.

"You're welcome, let's lead the way." Lin Jiu nodded and smiled with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, Qiu Sheng asked Zhou Yun to sit on his shoulders, held Zhou Yun's legs with both hands, straightened his back and looked ahead without saying a word.

"My dear grandson, do you have something on your mind?"

Zhou Yun lowered his head and glanced at Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng smiled all over his face in the morning and seemed to be fine.

But in Zhou Yun's eyes, Qiu Sheng's body was churning with qi and blood, and the evil qi gathered. It was obvious that he had not slept all night, and his energy and spirit had declined a lot.

"Uncle Master, I'm fine." Qiu Sheng said casually, but he seemed to have noticed Zhou Yun's gaze.

Looking up, he happened to meet Zhou Yun's smiling eyes.

"I'm thinking about what happened yesterday." Qiu Sheng said in a low voice, "Master told me to reflect."

"What did you come up with?" Zhou Yun asked curiously.

"No." Qiu Sheng sighed, seeing Lin Jiu and Wen Cai walking in front, he deliberately slowed down his pace.

"I thought about everything yesterday, and I really can't think of where I went wrong."

"If I have to say it, I shouldn't have contact with Ren Tingting, that's all. After all, she is quite innocent, so I'm still rude."

When Qiusheng said this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

But Zhou Yun immediately understood when he heard this.

A large part of Lin Jiu's anger was not due to Qiusheng's contact with Ren Tingting.

It was because Lin Jiu had set too high expectations on Qiu Sheng, and every little problem would be infinitely magnified, which is why there was so much trouble later on.

It wasn't Qiusheng himself who talked back, but also Qiusheng's unscrupulous side of character.

In some respects, Qiu Sheng and Lin Jiu's master and apprentice have exactly the same personality.

This is why the more angry Lin Jiu was, the more dissatisfied Qiu Sheng was.

However, Zhou Yun also guessed Qiusheng's mental decline.

"Ren Tingting."

Looking at Qiusheng walking forward with his head bowed behind his back, this kid may have reacted to those things in his heart after meeting Ren Tingting.

Taoism has always been as fearful of lust as a tiger.

Maoshan Righteousness Fist is extremely strong and powerful, and any less energy and blood means less force.

Practicing every day, naturally abide by the duty, which can be regarded as suppressing the growth of lust in a disguised form.

Not to mention the little Zhou Tian of meditation, the mantra of clearing the heart and so on.

But after all, they are young men, especially Qiu Sheng, whose personality has not yet settled down.

"This is not a good thing."

Zhou Yun frowned, looking at Qiu Sheng under his crotch.

Having been together for six years, Zhou Yun naturally wouldn't watch Qiusheng lose his boyish body and be fascinated by ghosts, but all of this has to be based on Qiusheng being able to change himself.

Zhou Yun had encouraged Qiu Sheng before, and mentioned it both openly and secretly.

Unexpectedly, because of Ren Tingting's fate, Qiu Sheng and Lin Jiu got angry after all, and now they are still in love.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yun smiled and patted Qiu Sheng on the shoulder.

"Hey." Qiu Sheng showed a smile on his face, and quickened his pace to follow.

Soon, on a mountain outside Renjia Town.

Mr. Ren brought Ren Tingting and a dozen strong servants to the mountain early.

With the arrival of Lin Jiu and his party.

"Ninth Uncle."

Master Ren rushed over to greet him.

"En." Lin Jiu nodded with his hands behind his back, looking at the tombstone in front of him and ordered.

"First set up the altar to offer incense and worship."

"Okay, okay." Master Ren led Lin Jiu towards the grave.

Behind him, Zhou Yun sat on Qiu Sheng's shoulder and turned his head to take a look.

A powerful perception enveloped the surrounding mountains at this moment.

"Dragonfly to the water hole!"

Zhou Yun recalled the plot, the old man Ren Yongwei was buried in the dragonfly water cave.

Feng Shui, the most common way to say it is the unity of heaven and man, looking for the place where the luck of heaven and earth gathers.

As big as one place, as small as one school.

Zhou Yun didn't understand how the dragonfly touched the water hole.

But in Zhou Yun's perception, the two mountains on the left and right are turning back to protect the mountain under his feet.

Gathering luck from all directions in one place.

The living live here and enjoy the blessings of heaven and earth, the dead are buried, and the future generations will be blessed.

"It's a good place." Zhou Yun said softly.

When Qiusheng heard Zhou Yun's words, he happened to look ahead.

"This hole is three feet four feet long, and only four feet is usable, and one foot three feet wide, and only three feet is usable, so the coffin cannot be buried horizontally, but can only be buried by law." Lin Jiuzheng looked at the tomb with his hands behind his back.

"Such a big mountain can only be used for so much, Master Uncle, this must be a good place." Qiu Sheng turned his head and whispered to Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun took a hard look around and looked at Qiu Sheng's pretended agreement.

Unable to bear it, he raised his hand and patted Qiu Sheng's head.

Qiusheng was not angry when he was beaten, and even jumped on the spot with Zhou Yun on his back.

On the side, Wen Cai had been poking his head out and staring at Ren Tingting obsessively.

But Ren Tingting didn't come over to say hello as if she didn't see them, Wen Cai was already in a hurry.

Now when he heard Lin Jiu's words, he immediately moved over.

"Master, what is a French funeral? Is it a French funeral?"

Wen Cai's carefree voice attracted all eyes.

When Lin Jiu heard this, he gave Wen Cai a hard look.

Wen Cai didn't feel ashamed at all, instead he puffed up his chest, especially winking at Ren Tingting.

Qiu Sheng and Zhou Yun also looked at Ren Tingting.

Today Ren Tingting got rid of yesterday's bold princess dress, and changed into a blue dress that fits the sense of the times, and the small leather shoes on her feet were replaced with cotton shoes.

Although the dress is a bit old-fashioned, but it is... Saifeng after all.