Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1057 Who is sick
Grandpa Kuiba?

To dream.

And it can escape her causal eyes.

Zhan Changfeng resigned a sound transmission to Huajian to see if she could divination.

"This person's behavior is special and needs to be examined." Zhan Changfeng said to Zheng Mo, the village chief, and said, "Gu Zhenjun, take him away."

A person appeared beside her. It was the ancient small bridge of the Sanskrit tribe brought out by Weilongjie. The ancient small bridge seemed to have thousands of faces. At this moment, it looked like a young man.

"Son!" The grieving couple recovered from the resentment their parents and children had towards them, and pleaded for him again and again.

Zhan Changfeng ignored him, and walked out of the side hall with a flick of his sleeves. The night was hazy, and the mountain fog sometimes gathered and then dispersed. In the courtyard, under the tree, a little girl was squatting, holding a stone in her hand, playing a chess game that was interrupted during the day.

This little girl looks like Li Xiangxiang, but she has a kind of maturity and coldness. Feeling her gaze, she raised her head with an unruly smile, picked up the wooden sword leaning on the side, and jumped out of the wall of the Taoist temple.

Zhan Changfeng glanced at the game that she had set up, and walked to the back room, as if knowing that she would come, the door of a room opened quietly.

In the wing room, there is a bed on the east side, a few bookshelves on the west side, and a pair of tables and chairs in the middle, which is simple and simple.

At this moment, an oil lamp was lit on the small square table, and the skinny old man was sitting on one side, with a mess in front of him.

"It's all here, sit down."

Zhan Changfeng remained silent, "What is the old Taoist doing here?"

The old Taoist said, "Come teach a child how to practice swords."

She sat down, "Does the old Taoist think it's time to practice swords?"

"how you said that?"

"The nine heavens are like a fire pit, and monks are not as safe as ordinary people." Zhan Changfeng rested his hands on his chin, and lowered his eyes to appreciate the mess on the table.

"It's time for us to help the human race." The old Taoist also shifted his gaze to this mess, "Do you want to continue?"

Zhan Changfeng's eyes are ever-changing, and there seem to be countless scenes flashing alternately. In an instant, she lowered her eyes, "So this is the quasi-sage's situation."

"Are you still going down?"

"." She looked at the changing situation on the chessboard, why didn't she play, "Heavenly Venerable wants me to follow the trend and support the re-establishment of the Heavenly Court?"

Lao Dao is Ling Xiaozi's avatar, and the window paper was pierced by bluntly, and he smiled slightly, "The world is changing, who knows that the trend must be right, but if there is a different way, maybe we can only stand opposite each other."

Jialou lost his way and became a sinner of Xuantian. He died but his soul disappeared. He spent 3000 years to find his whereabouts, and finally determined that the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Jialou.

He is waiting for her spirit book to recover her true spirit. If she was born by cutting off the Garuda Dao fruit karma, that’s all. Just treat her as a newborn person. If she is Garuda’s deity, there is no guarantee that she will continue the previous practice , bringing heavy damage to the world.

All he wanted was to bring her back to the right path as much as possible.

But she went to the Shinto, and the Shinto is close to the rules. For the time being, don't worry about her going astray, but getting further and further away from other orthodoxy.

Ling Xiaozi sighed, and turned the conversation away, with a little scrutiny in his kindness, "You are different."

"It's bad if it doesn't change." The atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Zhan Changfeng put aside the mess and made tea, "It's not easy to meet you. I just picked some tea leaves a while ago. Please have a taste."

"Grow it yourself? You still do this kind of thing?"

"Give it a try if you find it interesting." Zhan Changfeng said, "You told me to rule by doing nothing before, and I found it quite difficult. After stepping down from the position of crown prince, I was always short of money, and my subordinates couldn't count on it. On top of that, you have to do your own research on how to make money.”

"How much can you sell tea leaves for?" Ling Xuzi picked up the teacup she handed over, the tea soup was like snowflakes in plain boiled water, and after it entered his throat, he smacked his lips, "Not bad."

"This is Wuming Snow Tea, which is newly developed. It can wash the essence and cut the marrow, and increase the speed of cultivation. There are three grades in total. It is mainly aimed at transcendence, life and death, and supernatural powers. "Zhan Changfeng smiled, "Do you want to buy some from Holy Land?"

Ling Xiaozi nodded calmly, "How many do you have?"

Zhan Changfeng smiled and said, "Tianzun is a big hand, I have 20 kilograms of finished products ready to be released, and another [-] kilograms are in the process of being processed. If you wait half a month, I will prepare them for you."

Why does he want so much, the apprentices and grandchildren below can't finish it, but seeing the expectation in Zhan Changfeng's eyes, he hummed lightly again.

This fueled Zhan Changfeng's enthusiasm. She still has many experimental products that lack the verification of senior monks.

Under the enthusiasm of his former apprentice, Ling Xiaozi tried more than ten kinds of tea and more than thirty kinds of medicinal food. When Zhan Changfeng took out the pure bottled medicine, his eyes finally changed. This is too much. food!

Fortunately, someone walked by in front of the wing, and Ling Xiaozi abruptly returned to the topic he was about to bring up at the beginning, "That child is born with supernatural powers, but her meridians are stagnant. Of course, this is a small problem for me. Do you think she is a swordsman?" Is it the ingredients?"

Zhan Changfeng didn't answer directly, "I'm not a swordsman, so I don't like judging, but Tianzun can take a fancy to her, there must be something unique about her."

"The first thing that caught my attention was not whether she was suitable for practicing swords." Ling Xiaozi squeezed a strand of his beard, and said slowly, "She has a different spirit. The one who comes out during the day is called Li Xiangxiang, and the one who comes out at night Its name is Li Yunyun, and Li Xiangxiang is the main one. He is an innocent child. Li Yunyun was born out of fear in her heart to protect her. Li Xiangxiang didn't know Li Yunyun's existence at first, but when he woke up, he found himself wounded. Or the legs and feet are sore and numb, and I thought it was the upper body of a spirit."

"Two kinds of personalities appear alternately, and they don't remember what happened. This kind of mental disorder is like hysteria. Usually, the trigger is stimulation. This kind of person is emotional, irritable, and emotional. If Tianzun wants to teach her to practice swords, You have to be careful." Zhan Changfeng remained calm, but he was certain that Ling Xiaozi knew about Yi Changsheng's existence.

Did he sense Yi Changsheng who was sleeping in her sea of ​​consciousness before, or did Yi Changsheng's deep sleep have something to do with him.

"At the end of the day, it's because I have a heart block, and it will be cured when I am in a good state of mind." Ling Xiaozi said deeply, "What about you?"

Zhan Changfeng smiled, "Tianzun thinks I'm sick?"

Ling Xiaozi didn't answer. She was three years old that year, and when he pulled her back from the underworld, he found another will sleeping in her body. Although it came from the same source, it was still worrying.

He even wondered if Jialou was setting up a suspicious formation, so when Yinshi wanted to take her away again, he exchanged her life with the Holy Sword of Underworld, and also expected that Yinshi would take away that will to restrain her, This can be regarded as lifting her hidden danger.

But he miscalculated a bit, she paid too much attention to that will, as if that will was all she had.

It's not that Li Xiangxiang's hysteria is serious. Maybe it's because her soul was split when she was reincarnated. Maybe it's that will that is the core of Jialou.
So many possibilities.

The only consolation is that that will is trapped in the underworld, and he still has a lot of time to observe her and guide her.

Ling Xiaozi was moody, "I asked Li Xiangxiang if she wanted to recover, or to keep Li Yunyun. Li Xiangxiang didn't recognize that one as himself, but regarded her as a single person, a friend, a sister, you Do you think this idea is right?"

"Hysterical mental problems are a kind of disease. If the source of stimulation is removed, the patient will recover. If the patient insists that it is a living life and does not want to be cured, her wish should be respected."

Zhan Changfeng's rational suggestion made Ling Xiaozi stop talking, the candlelight gradually dimmed, and the topic ended without a problem.

　The second watch will be late~
　
(End of this chapter)