In those years, the cultivators we cut together

The rivers and lakes are far away, five months later...

"Ling Haochen, that old pervert, has passed away for half a year, which is really a big surprise for the teacher.

Disciple, that sister of yours is quite capable. "

On the top of an attic built deep in the bamboo sea, the old man stood beside the carved fence, looking at the sunrise in the distance, and smiled at the handsome young man behind him.

The young man has a handsome appearance, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Jiang Ning. He is Jiang Ning's younger brother——Jiang Yuan'an.

At this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him, feeling uneasy.

This is his master... Half a year ago, the master had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation of the Cloud Bone Sect's spiritual method, so he needed to retreat. Before the retreat, he specially asked his confidant, Elder Ling Haochen, to fetch Qianlong Hongying.

Unexpectedly, half a year later, the master came out of the gate with a happy face, but Ling Haochen had been dead for half a year, and in the past six months, the sect did not send any disciples to intercept and kill Jiang Ning. Naturally, she didn't dare to go, and Qianlong Hongying kept silent like this.

"Master, my elder sister has been scheming and cunning like a fox since she was a child. She must have used some despicable method to get a backer!" The boy responded in a low voice.

"Scheming, cunning like a fox?"

"How do you think, Master, that you are talking about yourself?" The old man looked him up with a half-smile.

Hearing this, the boy's face froze, he smiled awkwardly, and then said again:

"Master, my uncle is dead now. No one in the world can use Qianlong Hongying except my disciples, and my sister can't use it anymore, so Master will have no scruples in the future."

After the words fell, the old man paused for a while, then sneered: "Your uncle died, you are not sad at all."

After finishing speaking, he touched his beard with a smile, and continued to look into the distance. After a long time, he slowly said: "Disciple, what I want as a teacher is not to be unscrupulous. What I want as a teacher is from your Tang Dynasty." The bottom line is the soul of the Canglong."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at the young man, and his kind eyes became sharp in an instant.

"All the pills were folded in your sister's hands, apprentice, what do you think, what would you do as a teacher?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then respectfully cupped his fists and said, "I don't know."

In the attic where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the old man's face is gloomy and his voice is hoarse:

"During this period of time, the sect has been worshiped by the people of your Tang Dynasty, and the aura has indeed been filled a lot, but it is far from enough!

Those lowly mortals are still missing their emperor, worshiping me cloud bone sect cultivator half-heartedly, each and every one of them is not convinced, it is simply absurd!

Therefore, as a teacher, I must obtain Qianlong Hongying, draw out the dragon soul and turn it into my own use, only then can those mortals be convinced, and only then can I, Yunguzong, completely become the Immortal Sect of the Seventh Daomen of Shenzhou!Like Quanzhen, Shushan, and Emei sects, they are admired by all people! "

Hearing the great ambition of his master, the young man lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

After a long time, he hesitated and said, "Master, what do you want?"

"The lion is attacking the rabbit, you should do your best." The old man looked at him expressionlessly, and said slowly:

"As a teacher, I originally thought that Ling Haochen, that old pervert, would succeed immediately, so I went to retreat with peace of mind, but I never thought that what I would get was not Qianlong Hongying, but the news of his death.

Forget it, it just so happens that all parts of China have been peaceful these years, and our disciples of the Yungu Sect have not exercised their muscles and bones for a long time, which is not good. "

He walked up to the boy, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled sharply:

"Yuan'an, you are my teacher, let's go to meet your sister together, Quan Dang, this is the last time to see her~"

The boy was taken aback, then nodded respectfully:

"Yes, Master!"

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"Uncle, your pancakes are really delicious. They are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and they don't have the coriander that I hate the most. But who can eat such a small amount if you make it early in the morning? The donkeys in the tofu workshop don't dare to be like you." Xie, do you look down on us coming out to hang out?"

In the morning, at the entrance of a breakfast shop covered with snow, the shop owner in winter clothes looked at the angry Lin Xiaolu in front of him, and said without tears: "Master Xiaodao, you have already eaten forty pancakes! This is really It's sold out."

"That won't work. I'll watch you do it. You make one and I'll eat one until I'm full. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave today!"

Lin Xiaolu threatened loudly, making Jiang Ning at the side completely unable to stand it anymore, came up and grabbed his ear, then twisted half a turn and lifted it up.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, we still have to hurry!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'll pull my friend away right now."

Jiang Ning paid for the cake, and then dragged the goods onto the carriage.

Time passed quickly, and Jiang Ning and his party had already left the Ming Kingdom for several months, and they had completely arrived in the north of Shenzhou.

The girl at the moment was wearing a thick red coat, kicked Lin Xiaolu into the carriage, and then continued to drive the carriage.

Now the climate is getting colder and colder, and the pedestrians on the road are wearing winter clothes, and when they talk, there will be white mist, and even snow, Jiang Ning said, this is the Chinese New Year. .

In the carriage, Lin Xiaolu picked up the handsome duck who was dozing off beside him, covered his hands, then sat down carelessly between Wugou and Shangguan Pomegranate, and hummed, "Wugou, where did we talk just now?"

Wugou, who was wearing a white monk's robe, smiled softly: "We talked until Sakyamuni gave up six years of asceticism and came to this place called Bodh Gaya, where a tall and dense pippala tree, also known as Bodhi Sit down under the tree.

Then he made a vow: saying that if he didn't achieve the Buddhahood of righteousness and enlightenment, he would rather break this body than afford this seat. "

"Then he finally made it?"

Wugou nodded: "His thinking is recalling the past experience, using great wisdom to contemplate the original mind of the universe and life, after a long period of thinking, he enters a state of "understanding" or "awakening", and reaches the state of "neither knowing nor being satisfied." I don’t know the situation of disappointment, it seems that mistakes disappear, wisdom emerges, darkness passes, and light comes.”

"Heh~ It turns out that Tathagata is wrong, the light never came, and his so-called light is only his own light." The handsome duck who was held in Lin Xiaolu's arms snorted.

Shangguan Pomegranate also leaned against the wall of the car, and said lazily: "That's right, anyway, we monks don't believe in these things. After all, what we pay attention to is doing whatever we want, preserving our nature, not suppressing it, and showing our true self. There is no distinction between good and bad. As long as you do it with joy in your heart and have no regrets in your heart."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Liu Yuniang who was beside her.

"Yu Niang, what do you Yaozu think of this?"

A trace of confusion flashed across Liu Yuniang's face.

She is no longer as afraid of Shangguan Pomegranate as before. After all, she has known each other for several months, and the relationship is quite good, and she listens to her silly teacher nagging almost every day, and her mind is fooled by the nagging.

In the carriage, a few people saw that the little transparent Liu Yuniang was still not talkative, so they didn't ask her again. Everyone was used to it. Now the only people in the small team who can play with her are Wugou and Jiang Ning. No, and because the weather is getting colder and colder during this period, she will be sleepy more and more. After all, she has long hibernated at this time in the past.

Everyone continued to chat, but just as Lin Xiaolu was about to tell everyone about his amazing past to add to the fun, he suddenly heard a long voice from outside the carriage: "Woo~"

And then, they heard Jiang Ning's surprised voice:

"The official road is blocked by heavy snow? Can't go out of the city?"