Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Accepting the other party's gaze calmly, Gong Yilin spread his hands, "Soon, the facts will prove that what I said is correct."

He said teasing words on his mouth, but his eyes were on a building in the northwest corner, "There is a very faint smell of incense, and the Buddhist hall must be located there." Gong Yilin had already made up his mind, "Go and see, maybe there will be a I found that the Buddhist hall is a sacred place, there will not be too many people guarding it, so we can go there at night."

Little Quiniao, "This place is heavily guarded. If you don't want to be discovered, you must recover at least half of your cultivation."

"Could it be that you have a better way?"

"Trace back to the source."

Gongyilin faintly felt that he had grasped something, "Continue talking."

"For the final assessment, you came here just to find an answer."

Taoism is practice in the world, and Buddhism emphasizes detachment from the world, so what is the meaning of Buddhism and Taoism?

Gongyilin laughed, "It seems that you already have a better idea."

"Let it be." The little bird's voice sounded in his head, "Instead of over-exploring and calculating everything, it's better to take one step at a time and look at it with the attitude of a bystander."

Gongyilin thought for a moment, "That's fine, I'll listen to you."

……

A crescent moon hangs high, and someone is carrying thorns and half kneeling on the blue stone steps.

The door was slowly pushed open, Bai Mo's long hair was untied, and he was wearing a moon-white bamboo dress, "What are you doing?"

"Bringing outsiders into the ancestral hall privately, Chen'er is willing to be punished." Bai Chen has been on the battlefield for many years, but his skin is much fairer than ordinary people, and he belongs to the type who is naturally untanned and envied by others.The thorns pierced the skin, and blood dripped out, exuding a coquettish smell. Overall, it had a sickly aesthetic feeling.

Bai Mo looked at him condescendingly, taking a panoramic view of all this, "Since I reported it to me in advance, and I agreed, what's wrong?"

Bai Chen lowered his eyes, "The reason why my adoptive father agrees is that I intend to confuse the public." If he had said at the beginning that the place he wanted to take Gongyilin to was the ancestral hall, Bai Mo would definitely not agree.

"I made a mistake during the day, but at night I made another trick," Bai Mo said lightly, "If I say I won't forgive you, what will you do?"

Bai Chen, "Of course there are other ways."

Hearing this, there was a faint smile in Bai Mo's eyes, "Oh? You actually kept back."

"Naturally," Bai Chen raised his head and talked eloquently, "When I was young, my adoptive father taught me that those who achieve great things have two indispensable qualities, foresight and foresight."

The words are filled with great confidence.

Bai Mo looked at him quietly, as if waiting for Bai Chen's next move.

Standing up slowly, Bai Chen's hand that was hanging on the ground quietly reached behind him, and took out a crimson flower from the thorns.

Under the moonlight, the handsome young man came with flowers, stepped on the white snow, walked over three stone steps, and came to the man, every word, very serious, as if making a lifetime promise: "Thousands of mountains and rivers, Overcoming thorns and thorns, I will only come here for you."

At the same time as these words were spoken, a thousand feet above the sky, hidden behind layers of thick clouds, a pair of snow-white wings were fully unfolded, almost covering the dark clouds within a few miles, and there was an idle man sitting on the huge Kunpeng , "Flying dust here, if you cut it open, the inside is definitely black." He shook his head with emotion as he spoke, and murmured to himself: "No wonder I smelled a similar smell from the first time we met. .”

"Boring." Kunpeng's voice was untouched. Talking about love is an innate instinct of human beings. There are no such twists and turns in the world of fierce beasts. They will only be attracted by stronger individuals. The love of fierce beasts is often Accompanied by conquest and plunder.

Gongyilin looked at the young boy's firm steps below, and sighed, "It's good to be young." After saying that, he raised his hand and touched Kunpeng's feathers, "We should go back."

Flapping its wings, the gloomy dark clouds were scattered, and Kunpeng carried Gongyilin and turned around to fly.

What happened in the end of that night, Gong Yilin didn't know, but since that day, Bai Chen still appeared to be a young general who planned strategies and had a true temperament, but sometimes there was sadness in his expression, and sometimes there was joy in his brows.

On the bright side, winter is coming to an end day by day, and spring is approaching, and everything is developing in a vigorous direction.But hidden under the calm, an undercurrent has quietly surged.

"call."

Gongyi Lin let out a long sigh, "The fifth orifice has finally been opened, and now my strength is about one-tenth of what it was in my heyday. Although I can't do evil, I can probably do it."

The little bird half-closed its black bean eyes, and let the sun shine on its wings. The sun was just right at this time, and it was neither dry nor dry. Hearing what Gong Yilin said, it just lowered its head to comb its feathers, and got along for so long , I can probably figure out some of Gong Yilin's character, and he is flamboyant, but he also has a bottom line.

The spring is bright and beautiful, and the palace is ushering in an exceptionally lively day.

There were footsteps outside from time to time. Compared with the usually dead atmosphere, today was too lively.

"The child who has been missing for many years must have been found." Gongyi Lin Shunping the folds of his robe, got out of bed and walked to the window, "The days of peace are coming to an end."

"What are you going to do?" The little bird glanced at someone who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Wait and see." Gong Yilin watched the ice melt outside the window, and said slowly, "Huh?"

His tone was slightly surprised, "Why is he here?"

The person who came was Bai Chen who hadn't seen him for a long time. He changed into spring clothes, making his spine straighter.

"Mr. Gongyi." From a distance, Bai Chen said with a smile.

Gong Yilin went out to greet her, "Everyone in the palace is very busy today, why is your son free to come to my place?"

"That's why I have to take a break from my busy schedule." Bai Chen smiled heartily, showing no anxiety at all because of Bai Mo's biological son being found.

"Your Majesty is not in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry?"

Gongyilin smiled and said nothing, just looked at him.

Bai Chen seemed to understand something, "There's nothing to worry about. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. After all, I'm only today because of that child's blessing. I should fulfill the duties of an elder brother."

What he said didn't seem to be false, an ordinary person must be open-minded in doing things, but Gong Yilin chewed on the words "the soldiers come to cover the water and the soil" repeatedly, and read out a different flavor.Apparently this person has judged that the recovered real son cannot live in peace with him, he can bear with it, but he will not do nothing if he touches Ni Lin, at the same time, Bai Chen has shown that he will be a brother who will do Everything, try to protect this 'brother' as much as possible.

With complicated hearts and different personalities, Gongyilin once again smelled the same kind of smell in Bai Chen, but he couldn't help but look at the little bird perched on the window eaves, like a clear stream pouring into his heart. In terms of strength alone, Kunpeng is definitely He has seen quite powerful ones, but its xinxing is also the most thorough.

As if sensing his gaze, the little bird raised its head and looked at Gongyilin.

By the shallow pond, but seeing Gongyi Lin Siwen is handsome, talking and laughing.

There was a trace of doubt in my heart, what kind of bad idea is this person planning?

The author has something to say: Small Theater: "On the Different Effects of Different Lines Spoken by Different People"

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