Female cannon fodder's red envelope group

Zhong Yong wrote down the sect that the child in the illusion said, and when Bai Zhener came back at night, she walked over, because Bai Zhener was in charge of external relations on the island, so she naturally knew a lot of news and was well-informed.

Zhong Yong wrote these three words to Bai Zhener, and Bai Zhener saw the three words on the paper and said, "What school is this?"

What was written on the paper was 'Mu Cang Sect'. In the environment Zhong Yong experienced, that child was talking about this sect. After asking which three words it was, Zhong Yong asked her to write it down.

Fortunately, although the child could not go out, he could read and write. Seeing these three characters, Zhong Yong was embarrassed. The ancients paid attention to auspicious names, so who would use the word 'tomb', which means dead or unlucky, as a signboard?

Bai Zhen'er thought for a while, then shook her head: "I've never heard of it, and it's weird, who would use the tomb as the name of the sect? Is it a crooked sect in Outland?"

Zhong Yong shook his head: "No, I suddenly remembered something. It is said that it was a very brilliant school more than 100 years ago."

Bai Zhener: "Well, then you can ask those old people on the island, but why are you asking?"

Zhong Yong: "I always feel that the other mother of Iron Hammer might be related to this?"

Hearing that Zhong Yong called Bai Tie hammer, Bai Zhen'er was speechless, and said: "Qing'er, Ruan Ruan is a girl, how can she be called Bai Tie hammer? My father has already said that it is called Bai Qinqin. When I have a daughter, I will call her Bai Sesel." .”

Speaking of this name, Zhong Yong couldn't help but sigh the power of the plot master. On the second day after Zhong Yong brought Tudi and baby to Penglai Xiandao, Bai Laobai made a family tree for Bai Tiehammer. Given Zhong Yong's naming level , Papa Bai directly gave Bai Tiehammer the name 'Baiqinqin' on the genealogy.

Seeing this name, Zhong Yong wanted to be Sparta. She fought against it, but it was ineffective. There was only Baiqinqin in the family tree. From then on, the Bai family called Baitiehui the Baiqinqin, the picture flute was Ruanruan, and Zhong Yong was called Baitiehammer...

Poor little Hammer has been in a daze for a long time, who do you all call... Everyone's hearts melted seeing her dazed appearance, so she followed Pidi and called her nickname Ruan Ruan.

But Zhong Yong is still fighting against this damn system and plot, no, she has her own pride and stubbornness, her daughter should be called 'White Hammer'.

Bai Zhen'er heard that it was related to Ruan Ruan's other mother, and said: "Then I will help you ask other people in the Information Department tomorrow. If I really tell you that it was brilliant a hundred years ago, it should leave traces."

Zhong Yong nodded and said, "Sister, do you still remember the person next to me when I was first pregnant? I feel like I have been pregnant for three years, and some memories are blurred." This memory is really fragmented. , in order not to make Bai Zhener suspicious, Zhong Yong didn't even have to ask, but she later guessed that it was a teacher.

But after going through the illusion, she always felt that the Qianji sect might have something to do with the Mucang sect. After all, they were all very brilliant sects more than 100 years ago. It's just strange that later generations talked about the Qianji sect, but they didn't. Any records or scripts of the Mu Cang School?

Bai Zhener thought for a while: "It's that person. When you said it, I felt like I didn't remember what she looked like. She just said she was your best friend and took care of you."

Zhong Yong... so it's the same recipe and the same taste...

There was no news from Bai Zhener's group for a while, and Zhong Yong didn't hold out much hope. He thought that when he went to the Saintess Hall to practice kung fu the next day, he would stop by the Buddhist scriptures pavilion of the Saintess Hall to ask. The elders of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion are alive. Nearly a hundred years old, he shook his head when he saw these three words, and said, "I haven't heard of it, why did the saint ask about this?"

Zhong Yong smiled and said, "I saw it in the storybook, I'm curious."

The elder took a look at Zhong Yong, as if he wanted to see through Zhong Yong's insides, but Zhong Yong was a person who had experienced several worlds, counting, she had lived for hundreds of years, she had never seen any big storms, she was as stable as an old dog Smile at the elder.

The elder said: "The holy girl must concentrate on her cultivation, cultivate the Yuhua Heart Sutra to the twelfth level, and give new guidance to the islanders of Penglai Xiandao."

Because of the particularity of the Yuhua Heart Sutra, only those who are recognized and able to comprehend the Heart Sutra can practice directly, so the existence of the saint is not only for practicing, but also to refine one's own perception after practicing, because the Yuhua Heart Sutra is actually a broad and profound book. The book then let other islanders practice.

It's just that after the saint died early more than 100 years ago, the next four saints also died early, and those who hadn't practiced to the age to refine their insights passed away.

Therefore, for Zhong Yongcai who has practiced to the ninth floor at the age of 19, she is a rare cultivation genius, so the islanders of Penglai Xiandao still have high expectations of her, which is why even after she was unmarried and pregnant, everyone still chooses to forgive her. she.

Did not get any information directly from the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so Zhong Yong simply went to practice, and came down to look for it when she was free. When she returned to the place where she practiced, she closed her eyes and concentrated her hand on the jade. Consciousness came to that white world again.

Still halfway up the mountain, the corners of Zhong Yong's mouth twitched. Could it be that she was asked to climb the mountain every time she practiced? ?

Are you sure you are practicing Yuhua Heart Sutra and not practicing mountain climbing? ?

Zhong Yong simply stayed where he was and didn't leave, but he didn't stop for a long time. She couldn't feel the coldness of the wind and snow when she came in before, but she stopped without freezing, and a gust of wind blew over, bitingly cold.

After Zhong Yong groaned a few times, she hurried up. After all, she could wear thin summer clothes. If it wasn't for the buff of her cultivation, she would freeze to death in this ice and snow world in a few minutes.

Damn, it seems that this illusion is also full of pitfalls. You can't go down the mountain, you can't stay in place, you can only climb up, but you can't open the door after climbing up!

What kind of sand sculpture principle is this? Practicing kung fu is climbing a mountain, so that practitioners can realize morality, intelligence, physical beauty and labor from mountain climbing! !

Although I have MMP in my heart, I still have to climb the mountain with a smile, so angry!

If you don’t climb, you will die of cold, so Zhong Yong had no choice but to walk up slowly. The same laughter from last time was still in her ears. Zhong Yong was not so surprised anymore. After all, the tasks given to her by the spicy chicken system were all logical death. , no logic is needed, as long as the system and sand sculpture plot are happy.

I don't know if it is Zhong Yong's illusion, but I always feel that climbing to the top of the mountain this time seems to be a little faster than the last time, and in front of me is the majestic gate of the palace on the top of the mountain.

The laughter of the two people next to his ears seemed to be clearer. Across a door, Zhong Yong seemed to be able to feel the joy and happiness in the laughter of the two people.

Zhong Yong looked at the quaint door in front of her, and felt that the gap between her and those two people's laughter was just the door in front of her. She took a deep breath, put her hand on the doorknob, and then the next moment, the world was spinning, well, she was sucked again out.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that it was an old sweeping monk and mother. It really wasn't that easy. There was no word 'easy' in the tasks of adults and spicy chicken systems.

After staying in the Saintess Hall for a few more days, it was time to go home. When the little boy Bai Tiehammer saw her mother, he pursed his lips and began to drop gold beans. After all, the nurse ran away and her mother disappeared. Okay, but it's not close enough.

Zhong Yong hugged her and kissed her several times before she hugged her mother aggrievedly. Bai Zhener nodded her nose in a funny way and said, "Little white-eyed wolf, auntie treats you badly. I miss your mother all the time." .”

The little girl Bai Tiehammer blinked at her aunt, Bai Zhener was cute by her, but she stretched out her hand, and Bai Tiehammer hugged her mother tightly again.

Zhong Yong was helpless, the two walked in, Zhong Yong asked: "Sister, did you ask me about the Tomb Cang Sect?"

Bai Zhener shook her head: "No, maybe you misremembered it, because if it was brilliant more than 100 years ago, someone would know about it, but they all said they had never heard of it. After all, the tomb is named after the tomb. Someone must remember."

Well, it seems that it will not be that simple, Zhong Yong returned home, she felt that that person would definitely show up, and now her own strength could not compete with him, she originally wanted to set some poison or traps in the room.

But she slept with the white hammer. If she accidentally got the white hammer, it would be troublesome, so she gave up this. The ordinary physical trap is too low. After thinking about it, before she fell asleep, she put a stick on her forehead A note read: Let's talk.

After she posted it, she went to sleep with the white hammer. In the middle of the night, she really felt someone walking in, still familiar with the powerful force.

Feeling a faint fragrance and the breath of that person coming, Zhong Yong heard a low laugh: "Qing'er, so cute."

Rubbing Zhong Yong's eyebrows with dry fingers, Zhong Yong felt that the note had been taken down, but she still couldn't open her eyes!

Thinking of that illusion, she simply ran the Feathering Heart Sutra, and sure enough, after the next moment, she returned to the hut in the bamboo forest, this time, she was directly in the yard.

Probably hearing the sound, Xia Rouyue in the room opened the door, and seeing that it was indeed Zhong Yong, she shouted happily: "Qing'er..."

Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, Zhong Yong nodded, Xia Rouyue saw her nodding, and walked over happily: "Qing'er, why did you suddenly disappear last time?"

Zhong Yong: "Because I am a little fairy, I can come and go freely."

Xia Rouyue smiled foolishly: "It's just right, it would be great if Yue'er could be like Qing'er."

Zhong Yong could hear the disappointment in her tone, that is, a child of a big family can't practice martial arts to inherit the family business, so she can only be abandoned, but she is still the daughter of the head of the family, with the title of an heir and a weak chicken, destined to be abandoned Damn it, that's probably why her family put her here alone.

Zhong Yong thought that he asked someone to ask, there was no such sect as the Mu Cang School, and said: "Child, you didn't lie to me, no one has heard of the Mu Cang School."

When Xia Rouyue heard the accusation, her pretty bun face became anxious, and she said, "No, it's called the Mucang Sect. Our Mucang Sect is the number one sect in the world. Apart from ancient martial arts, it is also proficient in illusion and formation... ...Unfortunately, in terms of ancient martial arts, Yue'er has no muscles and bones and cannot practice, and Yue'er has no talent for formations and illusions."

When it came to the sad part, Xia Rouyue's bun face suddenly darkened, her eyes were red, she clenched her fists, feeling like she was going to cry in the next moment.

The corners of Zhong Yong's mouth twitched, hey, I had no choice but to pat her and said, "It's okay, there is no unparalleled road, maybe you are particularly good in other areas?"

Xia Rouyue looked at her: "Then what is Yue'er good at?"

Zhong Yong... kid, can you still chat! !

But what she was facing was just a child, she was really annoying, and would ruin her young heart, at least she had experience in raising children, Zhong Yong thought about it and said: "Well, just think about what you like to do usually ?”

Xia Rouyue thought for a while and said, "Yue'er likes to play chess and also like to write." After she finished speaking, she was immediately disappointed: "But even if these two things become more powerful, it's useless. Yue'er still can't inherit the tomb. Cang Pai, you can't make your father and mother feel proud and proud."

Zhong Yong saw that she was stunned all of a sudden, thinking of the Feathering Heart Sutra of Penglai Xiandao, the child looks very smart, and this Heart Sutra is more about prolonging life and strengthening the body, maybe she can practice it.

Anyway, find something for her to do, otherwise the child will become a slut if she is left alone every day.

Zhong Yong pulled her and said, "Come on, let me teach you even the peerless martial arts?"

Xia Rouyue was puzzled: "Peerless martial arts? But Yue'er's muscles are not good, so she can't practice."

Zhong Yong: "What if it is possible? Come on, you practice with me."

Xia Rouyue nodded: "If possible, Yue'er will definitely work hard."

Zhong Yong: "Practice hard, and you will become a master in the future."

Xia Rouyue looked at Zhong Yong, and thought that maybe Zhong Yong was really a little fairy sent by the gods, otherwise why would she suddenly appear and disappear, and she was willing to chat and play with her.

Now she has to teach her peerless martial arts, she must work hard, and she will practice very well in the future, so she can go to Qing'er.