Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

Little Bailong gathered his spiritual energy to turn into clouds, flew up on the little clouds, climbed into Qingyun's sleeves and wiped off the water, then lay back on Bu Qingyun's back, and said in a muffled voice, "I hate it."

Bu Qingyun laughed.

Lou Jia hooked Bu Qingyun with his claws, and asked, "Are there many such things? How much have you experienced?"

"Forgot", Bu Qingyun replied.

Lou Jia flicked his tail and patted him, "Liar."

"I really forgot," Bu Qingyun called him, "Since you hate it, why remember it?"

This person is too talkative, Lou Jia was not convinced, and asked: "If you hate it, why do you have to go through it?"

Bu Qingyun replied to him: "If you don't experience it, what should you cultivate?"

Lou Jia tried hard to find evidence to refute him, his eyes lit up, and he gave an example: "The monks all meditate in the temple, practicing Zen."

"Only by comprehension can one cultivate the meaning of Zen. Most monks have to work hard and travel around for a long time. It's all experience." Anyway, Bu Qingyun has something to refute.

Lou Jia hummed angrily and did not speak.

Bu Qingyun squatted by the stream to kill the fish and remove the scales. At this time, he also could not speak.

After a while, Lou Jia groaned and said slowly, "You, if you are an evil monster, both good and evil will be deceived by you."

Wrap the washed fish with a wide leaf, Bu Qingyun washed his hands, and deliberately touched Xiao Bailong's nose with his hand that still had a slight fishy smell. Tail slapped him on the wrist.

Bu Qingyun smiled and said: "Is the immortal chief right? Did you deceive me?"

Lou Jia didn't like that Bu Qingyun brought this kind of topic back to the two of them, so he remained silent for a while, then hung it back on Bu Qingyun's shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't lie to me."

He seemed to think of something sad, paused, and added sullenly: "You don't need to lie to me."

Silly child.

Bu Qingyun grilled the fish for him until it was fragrant, coaxed him to eat the fish, and said, "I won't lie to you."

So Lou Jia was in a better mood, although he was still a little sluggish, but in the end he finished the grilled fish quickly, licked his mouth after eating, pretended to be unhappy and asked Bu Qingyun to grill another one to coax him.

What a kid.

When he was full, Lou Jia remembered and asked Bu Qingyun what to do.

Bu Qingyun gave a four-word answer, "just plan", Lou Jia generally understood, pretending to follow the plot of the ghost woman, but if you want to ask more details, Bu Qingyun used those three words to educate He, "think for himself".

Think about it, think about being a bald monk!Lou Jia swore to himself that one day he would return these three words to Bu Qingyun, feeling elated.

The two of them just idled around the peak, and the fish in the mountain stream at the foot of the peak were in bad luck.

In a flash, it was the day of the resignation pawn.

Daozong is a sect that talks about grand occasions, and the sect's upper and lower gates are arranged in an ethereal atmosphere, surrounded by clouds and mists.The most powerful thing is the gift with guests. Daozong bought ten thousand pots of spiritual plants with great expense. The disciples output spiritual energy day and night to make the spiritual plants bloom. These ten thousand pots of spiritual plants will be given to the guests, regardless of their cultivation level. Come first served.

The orthodox monks were invited to come here one after another, including food, drink and souvenirs, and those who didn't come were probably stupid.

Lou Jia led Bu Qingyun to watch indifferently, and only became interested when he saw the Buddhist monks from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Grotto. The heads of the great monks were really bright.

A few bald donkeys came out of Wandao Cong, which was very unexpected.

The clothes of Taoist monks are mostly of the same color, not more than blue, black, blue and white, which are relatively dull, and make the monks' khaki monk clothes very bright, especially the leading disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Grotto, Master Bianji, who has a face like a crown. Yu, wearing a red cassock, is really handsome to say the least.

Seeing Lou Jia looking at the monks curiously, Bu Qingyun asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Lou Jia glanced at him, and whispered, "I miss you with your head shaved."

"Oh", Bu Qingyun asked cheekily, "Does it look good?"

Lou Jia looked at Master Bianji again, secretly compared in his heart, nodded to Bu Qingyun and said, "It looks good."

Daoist Lingxu had just squeezed behind the master and apprentice, and raised his hand to call Bu Qingyun, when he heard the secret words of the master and apprentice, he suddenly felt like five thunderbolts!

Why did Bu Qingyun ask if the fairy looks good?Why did the immortal look at Master Bianji and say it looked good?Could it be that the immortal chief likes that?Could it be that Bu Qingyun also likes that?

Daoist Lingxu suddenly drenched his shirt with sweat, thinking too much that he had encountered a chastity crisis.

In a blink of an eye, Taoist Master Lingxu had already changed from "what do they like about that" to "what if they force me to do that", and a tragic and tragic expression appeared on his face.

"Daoist Lingxu?" Bu Qingyun turned around and saw Daoist Lingxu standing there strangely, and reminded, "What's the matter?"

Daoist Lingxu trembled all over, subconsciously said: "What? Don't do anything."

Bu Qingyun replied "Oh", and continued to watch the monks in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave with Lou Jia.

Daoist Lingxu, who had just calmed down at this time, remembered that he had indeed come here because of his meritorious deeds, so he embarrassedly called the two of them: "Immortal head, monk Bu, the suzerain invites you."

Lou Jia and Bu Qingyun followed Daoist Lingxu to the place where the six high-level cultivators were. The sect master saw that Lou Jia had nothing else to do, just to show that he had prepared a good front row viewing position for the master and apprentice, and set up seats .Bu Qingyun chased him after a while, Lou Jia didn't show any abnormality, and Shunying said auspicious farewell words, "I wish the six masters a smooth ascension".

Daoist Qing Yun was still entrusted by the suzerain to be in charge of entertaining the guests. He gained a lot of limelight and received a lot of admiring eyes from Taoists. Even the great monk Bianji looked at her from time to time. Qing Yun even smiled at him specially. Suddenly became the target of public criticism.

Surrounded by the other five successors, Daoist Qingxuan stood behind Liu Gaoxiu. From time to time, as the next suzerain, he greeted all the guests, which was quite decent.It's just that when Master Qingyun passed by, he couldn't hold back and poured a bowl of tea on the ground where she walked, and sternly asked someone to wash the floor, slapping Qingyun once.

Qingyun naturally made use of the topic again, and was very aggrieved, causing the monk Bianji to look at Qingxuan in disapproval.

So Lou Jia lost interest in the great monks, followed Lingxu to the arranged seats, waited for Bu Qingyun to transform into a white velvet cushion before sitting down, and waited boredly for the departure ceremony to begin.

As soon as the auspicious time comes, the zither and zither are played, and the zither and sheng are played.

The sixth senior cultivator was wearing a Daoist gown, and he came on the cloud amidst the celestial music, and landed on the high platform. The six successors performed the resignation ceremony for the sixth senior cultivator according to the complicated etiquette regulations.

The instruments used were made of gold and jade, and the stage was full of gold. Lou Jia watched them wash their hands with a basin, drink with gold cups, and other incomprehensible ritual actions, and listened to the expressions of admiration and praise from the monks in the audience from time to time. Sound, I feel that whether it is a mortal or a monk, it is really a very complicated thing.

He distractedly looked at Bu Qingyun standing next to him, slandering in his heart, the most complicated thing is this thing.

Bu Qingyun caught this look, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and thought of some bad idea.Lou Jia pretended not to look at him, turned his eyes back to the stage, and pretended to be very serious.

Daoist Lingxu, who had witnessed everything, thought about it frantically again.

The resignation ceremony lasted for a full two hours. Daozong provided a spiritual lunch for the visitors, and allowed the guests to follow the Taoist disciples to visit the Daozong.

After all the guests were gone, the main peak of Gua Mountain opened a large formation to protect the peak. Except for the sixth high-level cultivator and the sixth successor, they were not allowed to enter, and strict strict rules were imposed.

These visitors walked out of the mountain gate with Ling Zhi in their arms, gathered at the foot of Gua Mountain, spread out their own baggage, and sat on the ground in groups. Even the very conspicuous monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Grottoes did not leave. Meditate under a tree.

They were all waiting to see the spectacle of Liu Gaoxiu's ascension at night.

Lou Jia and Bu Qingyun went back to Pianfeng calmly, waiting for the time to come.

At three o'clock in Haishi, the same vision as that day's apprenticeship trial appeared, and the chime sounded in the air, and the spiritual energy lingering on the peaks of Gua Mountain like clouds and mist slowly gathered at the main peak to cap the peak like a vortex, gradually forming the appearance of Taiji.

Bu Qingyun shrunk Lou Jia down to the thickness of a brush, coiled it tightly around his neck, said softly "Go!", turned into a phantom, and flew towards the main peak.

Being able to act together with Bu Qingyun, Lou Jia felt the warmth of Bu Qingyun's neck, and felt extremely happy.

It's not that the ignorant are fearless.

Lou Jia has never been afraid of coming to Daozong as an undercover agent. After all, his cultivation base is higher than the highest level of Daoist cultivators in the cultivation world, the monks in the Tribulation Stage.

Lou Jia is a dragon, originally a demon.There are three races of mortals, demons and ghosts. Ghosts can only practice evil ways. Both demons and humans can choose righteousness and evil. However, demon cultivators are mostly rejected by human cultivators, and even enslaved.However, the dragon is different from all the monsters. It is the monster who is closest to the gods and gods, and Bu Qingyun teaches him according to his aptitude.

What's more, no one knows how advanced Bu Qingyun's cultivation is.

Even Lou Jia only vaguely understood that Bu Qingyun was better than him, how much better?Lou Jia didn't know.

He doesn't know who Bu Qingyun is, whether he is evil or righteous, and what his purpose is. He only knows that he wants to follow Bu Qingyun, which is his true wish.

At the beginning of his cultivation, he was a white dragon who followed his heart.

Bu Qingyun entered the peak protection formation lightly, without attracting any attention, as if a single piece of spiritual mist returned to the formation, and naturally entered the main peak.

The main peak was capped, and the six high-level cultivators sat in the formation. It was a complex formation drawn by cinnabar, and a head-sized spirit stone was placed at each intersection.

At this time, the entire formation emits a blue-white light, and a pillar of spiritual light in the center goes straight into the sky, piercing through the Tai Chi gossip formed by the spiritual mist, bringing up bursts of upward airflow, blowing the six high-level cultivators into fairy clothes.

And the six successors have been firmly tied to the six corners of the formation by the black air emitted by the killing soul banner.

The onlookers at the foot of Gua Mountain all looked up at the sky, and when a column of spiritual light appeared on the top of the peak, it caused a burst of exclamation, and then the Lingwu Taiji slowly turned, and the column of spiritual light gradually divided into six, which aroused the sighs of all the cultivators.

And the top of the main peak is the scene of a demon with its soul shelled out!

The author has something to say:

*One more tonight

*My family Wangcai, a male cat, almost ran out with the stray male cats in the society, (it learned to open the screen window), the stray cats ran away when they saw me, and he sat on the window sill every night, meowing, waiting for people to come Look at him, what kind of spirit is it to prevent me, who has worked so hard to raise him, to sleep well?This is probably the spirit of dedication in the cat world.Just very angry.