Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

To the south of Zhengyang Xianzong, there is Xianghe Peak. This mountain is guarded by Diaozhuo Xianjun, and there are large and small torture halls in it, which are used to deal with enemies who refuse to speak.

I once heard people say that there is no mouth that the clumsy fairy can't pry open, and there is no confession that Xianghefeng can't force.

This statement is not entirely true, but it can reflect the power of Immortal Monarch Diaozhuo and the horror and austerity of Xianghe Peak.

However, outside Xianghe Peak, there was no howling of ghosts and wolves as others imagined.

On the contrary, with Xianghe Peak as the center, it has a radius of hundreds of miles, quiet and peaceful, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.There are fairy bamboo and auspicious grass, which are displayed on the left and right.

The clouds move slowly, and the sun rises slowly, which is a wonderful scene of a fairyland and heavenly palace.

To the east of Xianghe Peak is Lieling Peak, and to the south is Zuowang Peak.

Among them, Lie Lingfeng is used to place the spiritual seat of the venerable, and Zuowangfeng is used to punish disciples who make mistakes and order them to face the wall and think about their mistakes.

These three peaks have different purposes, but they all have one characteristic, that is, no disciples are willing to approach them easily.

At this moment, at the intersection of the three peaks, beside a lake with extremely deep water but not too fast, there were two teenagers sitting cross-legged on the ground.

One, dressed in a red and white robe, with round silver dots on his forehead, covered with two thin chains, looks graceful and luxurious, quite aristocratic style.

The other one was dressed in white clothes without dirt, his face was as white as jade, and his appearance was correct, but there were thick black curse marks drawn around his eyes, and his temples were full of silver needles.With every gesture, there is a kind of calmness and calmness that does not change the face of the landslide in front.

However, for some reason, the fingers of this calm-looking young cultivator trembled faintly with the fingers of his hands hanging by his side.

"A few years ago, I discovered that few people would come here." Qianqing casually touched the ground, dug up two round pebbles, put them in her palm and flipped them back and forth carelessly: "This lakeside may be Zhengyang Immortal. Zong, the quietest place."

For a moment, only the sound of boulders colliding in Qianqing's hands could be heard.

Lin Zichu said: "Do you like this place?"

"Of course not, it's lifeless and can only be used for sleeping." Qianqing said flatly, "Do you know why I always come to the lakeside today?"

Lin Zichu smiled slightly: "It must be related to Baizang Xianzun's lecture."

"That's right," Qian Qing looked at Lin Zichu's raised eyebrows, and she was in a good mood: "If you go to other places, you might run into my master, although he won't punish me, he will definitely take me back to my grandfather. "

"Is the teaching of Immortal Bai Zang so boring?"

"...It's okay." Qian Qing said: "There are three thousand ways of greatness, each of which is different. Immortal Baizang cultivates the way of defense, which is completely different from my master. The theory of Taoism, one is strong and one is soft, one advances and one retreats. I listen, Of course not."

Lin Zichu nodded, and said: "Then you are going to practice the way of fighting will."

Zhengwuzhou monks, if they want to build the foundation, cultivate the golden core, they need to attract the aura of heaven and earth, break open the dantian, and condense the golden core.

What condenses the aura into a golden core is the Taoism that the monks will want in the future.

Only at the Golden Core Stage can one clearly know what the 'Road' one is walking on.

Qian Qing said: "If you want to talk about the way I cultivate, it will be complicated. Don't talk about these, the time is up, you come with me."

After saying that, Qianqing stood up from the ground, grabbed Lin Zichu's wrist, and dragged him towards the lake.

Lin Zichu was stunned, using both hands and feet, he stood up from the ground.

For a while, I don't know what 'time's up' is.

But he didn't ask any more questions, and followed Qianqing closely.

Seeing Lin Zichu following, Qianqing let go of Lin Zichu's hand.He tore open the front of his chest with both hands, pulled it down, and took off the outer red robe, leaving only the inner white undershirt.

Amao, who was standing on Qianqing's shoulder, cooperated tacitly, jumped up when Qianqing was undressing, and stood firmly on Qianqing's shoulder when the clothes were pulled off.

Qianqing said: "At the bottom of this lake, there is a hole that can accommodate one person. Every day at three o'clock, the hole will be opened for a period of time to communicate with the outside lake. At that time, there will be fish from the lower reaches of the mountain going upstream, and we will swim to the bottom. Drilling into the hole, you can catch fish. Are you coming?"

"I come."

"Come and take off your clothes."

Lin Zichu took a deep breath, without further ado, he began to unbutton his neck and take off his shoes and socks, he said: "Little Immortal Master..."

"My little fairy master." Qian Qing was slightly displeased, and said, "Didn't you call 'Qian Qing' very well in the Xuanying Immortal Palace before? Since you have already called it, don't be too polite!"

Lin Zichu murmured: "Then what should I call you?"

"Qianqing," when he spoke, the young monk who was walking in front stepped into the lake with half of his foot, he urged: "Hurry up, if we don't swim fast enough, the lower mouth closes, and we will be caught in it."

Lin Zichu was silent, and suddenly took two quick steps, sticking close to Qianqing's side.

His left foot had already stepped into the lake, and he felt a burst of coolness immediately.

Seeming to be a little unsteady, Lin Zichu took Qianqing's hand.

When the palms met, Lin Zichu lightly moved his fingers.Qian Qing was startled, only to feel that the man's cold fingers were entangled with her like vines.

The simple movement of interlocking fingers gave Qianqing a lingering illusion because Lin Zichu's strength was too light.

"...Qianqing." Lin Zichu opened his mouth and whispered, "Can I shout like that?"

At this moment, it was the third quarter of the hour.

The slow-flowing lake water suddenly stopped for an instant, and soon, a huge vortex appeared in the center of the lake, and the lake water shrank, making the sound of clogging.

The creatures in the lake wagged their tails and jumped up, splashing out water.

Under the sun, the crystal water droplets reflect bright light.

Reflected on Lin Zichu's face, people have to squint their eyes.

Only then did Qianqing realize that this person's skin was so white.

His affection for Lin Zichu immediately increased a lot, he slightly withdrew his right hand, left Lin Zichu's hand, and said in his mouth: "I can do it if I say I can, why bother to ask."

Although the words were cold, Qianqing's expression was full of spirits, without the slightest bit of disgust.

"This water pool looks ordinary, but it is affected by Xianghe Peak all the year round, so the water in the lake is very cold." Speaking of this, he laughed: "This is nonsense, the majestic cold dragon lying on the snow body, how can you be afraid of this little cold water .”

After saying that, Qianqing jumped into the lake.

Lin Zichu followed closely behind and sank into the lake.

I only felt a chill on my face, the icy lake water covered my head, and my vision suddenly went dark.

The lake is extremely deep, and in the distance, a small hole can be seen, revealing a little light.

Qianqing paddled her arms forward, swimming extremely fast.

On the shoulder, Ah Mao vomited sticky silk from his mouth, standing firmly on Qian Qing's shoulder, from time to time, transparent bubbles spit out from between the black-haired spider's fangs.

The mere lake water naturally couldn't resist the monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment and the cultivation of alchemy, and the two quickly swam to the vicinity of the entrance of the cave.

I happened to see a skinny fish with a shrunken face struggling to get in through the hole.

For fish swimming down the mountain, the entrance of this cave is just like the dragon gate for carp.

The Zhengyang Immortal Sect has a strong aura, if one can sneak in and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, given time, one might be able to cultivate into a goblin.

The thin-faced skinny fish twisted its body with all its strength, its scales were tightly stuck, and it was still moving forward crazily.

However, where is Zhengyang Xianzong so easy to advance?

For tens of thousands of years, there are very few fish spirits that can get into Xianzong Lake.

Just when the thin fish was about to give up, suddenly an arm came out of the hole, grabbed the thin fish's body, and pulled it hard.

The invisible barrier at the entrance of the cave has nothing to do with this arm.

Before the skinny fish could struggle, it was dragged into the Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

……

By the side of the green lake, on the shore of the rocky beach.

With a wave of Qianqing's right hand, there was a raging flame, burning fiercely.

There are no trees or leaves here, only pebbles. It stands to reason that it should not be easy to start a fire.

However, the Yan Erhe sleeping in Qianqing's dantian is the most scorching beast in the world, not to mention being able to ignite pebbles, even to evaporate the water of this lake without any effort.

"I haven't reached alchemy in my cultivation, so I can't make a bigu. The fish here looks thin, but close to Zhengyang Xianzong, the skin absorbs a lot of spiritual energy, and the meat is delicious." Qian Qing casually threw a thin fish to Lin Zichu , Said: "Although you don't need to eat any more food, you can also taste the fish from my Zhengyang Xianzong, which is good for your health."

The fish was still writhing and struggling before it touched Lin Zichu.

However, as soon as she was held in his arms, she was immediately frozen stiff.

Qian Qing whistled and said, "Do you want to eat frozen dried fish or grilled fish? If you want grilled fish, you should come here."

Lin Zichu walked up to Qianqing's side step by step, and sat down cross-legged.

Holding the frozen fish in his hands, he looked a little at a loss.

The fierce fire drawn by Qianqing is many times more powerful than the fire in the mortal world.Even the spirit fish that grew up near Zhengyang Xianzong couldn't bear it for long, and could only be roasted on the fire for a few breaths, and if it was too long, it would be charred.

Qianqing glanced at Lin Zichu, seeing that he seemed embarrassed to reach out to grill the fish, so she threw the grilled fish in her hand, and at the same time carried back the frozen fish.

"Let's eat." Qian Qing said: "You are coy, are you a little girl?"

Lin Zichu looked down at the fish, and hearing Qianqing's words, his eyes ached.

Fearing that he would lose his composure, he quickly turned his face away and looked into the distance.

However, the change in mood was too great, causing Lin Zichu's chest to rise and fall violently, making it difficult to calm down.

He remembered that on the way to the Optimus Pillar, in the firelight, the man's eyes were bright, and he said: "Brother, I went to catch fish, and I will only eat it for you, not for others." '

In the dark Weiling Pavilion, the man became angry from embarrassment and shouted: "I sincerely ask your name three times, but you don't answer three times, and you are cowardly."Could it be that you are a little girl, don't you give your boudoir name to others? '

... Ah Qing.

This is his Ah Qing.

The author has something to say: I don’t know why Lin Zichu cried, refer to chapters 17 and 23 of Lulu.