The Concubine of the Red Chamber is a little flower essence

The old turtle said angrily: "You girl, I've been twisted and twisted by you..."

Xiaohua laughed carefully.

The [-]-year-old and the [-]-year-old put on a veteran status: "I saved you?"

"You are unreasonable. You saved me, and I also gave benefits. We owe nothing to each other. Why are you catching the old turtle again?"

Xiao Huajing smiled and said, "What the hell news are you talking about?

One did not specify the name of the place, and the other did not clarify the source of the news.

How do I know if you're making something up to fool me? "

The old turtle called Qu and said, "Hmph, did I fool you? This is the news that my grandfather bought back at the price of his life..."

Flowers, plants and trees can be cultivated, and birds and beasts can be cultivated.

The three-hundred-year-old tortoise's grandfather knew some secrets, and it made sense.

Xiao Huajing said: "Oh, if you tell me the story of your grandfather, I can take you to a place of blessings to practice. The aura there is a thousand times stronger than here, how about it?"

Lianhu has no spiritual veins, so it is not afraid of being spoiled by old turtles.

Right now, there are no spirits in the Rong Mansion who can attain the Tao.

Although this tortoise has not transformed, it has four more legs than plants.

It is quite suitable for him to be the gate of the garden.

The old turtle was moved, but he tilted his head: "How can I trust you?"

Xiaohua read carefully, and a soybean-sized spiritual power vortex appeared on her finger: "I have only cultivated for five years, and I have gathered such a large spiritual energy bead. I have seen your cultivation, and 300 years are only a phantom the size of a mung bean. If you can't heal yourself, what can you do?

At your speed, even if you live to 1000 years, you are still just a mortal turtle, and you are in danger of being caught and boiled all the time. "

The old tortoise mung bean's eyes came and went: "How does the old tortoise know that you didn't trick me into making soup?"

On Xiaohuajing's finger, a soybean-sized spinner of spiritual power appeared again: "I don't like your little spiritual power."

The old turtle was shocked: "Okay."

He said that his grandfather and father were looking for the dragon's veins and wanted to jump into the dragon's gate, but both were killed by the dragon's energy.

Its father was [-] years old at the time and turned to ashes on the spot.

His grandfather escaped back, but sent a message to tell him not to take any more risks, and died.

Xiao Huajing was taken aback: "Thousands of years of cultivation are so vulnerable, how powerful is Long Sha?"

The old turtle flattened his mouth: "It's not that the dragon is powerful, it's that he should be the emperor."

The little flower spirit became more and more confused: "The Son of Heaven is just a mortal, can he hurt a fairy who has achieved cultivation?"

The old turtle rolled his black eyes: "What do you know, the Son of Heaven has Tian Xian in his mouth, he issued the golden book and read it out on the spot.

This side of heaven and earth must obey.

He said, regardless of the gods in the sky, heroes in the world, or ghosts and ghosts, who dare to covet the land of Crouching Dragon, they will all perish! "

Xiaohuajing was surprised again: "So powerful?"

The old turtle rolled his black eyes again: "Whose child are you, you don't understand anything?

Do you think that Yama of the Ten Palaces, the Heavenly Emperors of the Ten Directions, and many gods, sea gods, Bodhisattvas, and empresses are all born?

Which one was not bestowed by the emperor of the world? "

Xiao Huajing really didn't know: "I thought it was a meritorious service to save the world."

Because God is bestowed after death.

The immortal builds it himself.

All the elves in Phoenix Mountain practice the immortal way, not the divine way.

Grandpa Zi Wang usually talked about who cultivated to become a fairy, and never said who cultivated to become a god.

The old turtle hummed: "Of course it also has the merit of saving the world, otherwise why would the emperor bestow it on you?"

Xiaohuajing finally figured it out.

The location of the dragon vein was built as a mausoleum by the emperor of the dynasty.

Xiaohuajing was a little confused: "How do you know where the dragon's veins are?"

Mausoleums don't necessarily have dragon veins.

The old turtle was jealous and envious: such an ignorant girl is blessed by nature.

In the end, it spat out a package of animal skins, which turned out to be a map.

A dozen high mountains are drawn on the map, guarding a piece of flat land.

Xiaohuajing didn't see anything special.

The old turtle had a flat mouth: "It's normal if you can't see it.

My grandfather was at the end of his mast and oar on his deathbed.

He said that these fourteen mountains are connected like a giant dragon.

Otherwise, where is there such a big evil spirit?

Even for mages to set up formations, they still have to rely on leylines.

The stronger the leylines, the stronger the lethality of the formation.Otherwise, my father's 800-year cultivation base would not be destroyed at the touch of a button. "

800 years of cultivation is a painful memory in Xiaohuajing.

These words made Xiao Hua startled, and walked away: "Who cares about how your father died, what are you talking about."

The old turtle raised his neck and became angry: "You girl, why are you playing tricks again, and you agreed to take me to the Fubao Land to practice?"

Xiao Huajing said: "Didn't it mean that the water here is connected to the garden of the county government, so I won't go there?

You are three hundred years old, but you want me to hold you so stupid, how about you? "

The old turtle has gained spiritual wisdom, but he cannot transform into a human being.

The last time it went to live in the back garden of the county government, it was its grandfather who brought him in.

Its own cultivation level cannot suppress the door god.

Unless the big demon helps, it doesn't dare to force its way.

Furthermore, the old tortoise can't cultivate well, but if it is stewed, it is more nourishing than ordinary tortoises.

The meat quality of the tortoise has all the advantages of chicken, duck, fish, pork, beef and mutton.

In the eyes of some gourmet gourmets, seeing the old turtle is like seeing a delicacy.

The old turtle spat out a fist-sized turtle shell again.

There was a flash of inspiration on the old turtle, and he disappeared.

The turtle shell also becomes a clam shell, which can be tied on the hand for decoration.

But the old turtle's voice came out: "Fairy, take this turtle shell with you.

This is the fairy left to me by my grandfather on his deathbed, it can be big or small. "

Xiaohuajing didn't expect the old turtle to have a treasure on him.

She thought in her heart that this tortoise shell was probably the same as Grandpa Ziwang's purple jade beads, which belonged to shedding fairy shells.

Can be big or small, built to store.

However, this kind of thing needs spiritual support, once the spiritual power disappears, it will show its original shape.

The 800-year-old tortoise disappeared, and the thousand-year-old tortoise disappeared.

Xiaohuajing didn't dare to investigate the dragon's vein rashly.

With her current Taoism, she ran to touch the dragon's veins, and she would peel off her skin if she didn't die.

Wait for the foundation to be successfully established in the future and become a middle-level monk.

Or you can go and observe from a distance.

However, she must explore this dragon vein.

Otherwise, if he was defeated by Thunder again in the future, he might not have a chance to regenerate.

The reason Xiao Huajing brought this old turtle was because her cultivation could crush the old turtle.

It is not afraid of its rebellion if you take it with you.

Furthermore, Little Flower Essence has no companions in this world.

At least for now, no companions have been found.

His grandfather has not yet grasped the method of practicing Qi. He just washes his body with spiritual energy every day, and his maximum life expectancy will not exceed 120 years old.

With this old turtle, those mysterious and mysterious things will be shared.

Xiao Huajing's family lives in the back house of the yamen, and Xiao Huajing directly throws the turtle shell into the lotus pond.

The old turtle wanted to rely on the little flower spirit, the little flower spirit was shining with spiritual power, and it was very comfortable to be by her side.

: "Fairy, take me back and keep me in a water tank?"

Xiao Huajing smiled: "My mother buys turtle stew every day?"

The old turtle immediately changed his tone: "Fairy can keep her word, but I can't ignore the old turtle."

"Crap!"

Xiao Huajing thought that her parents would not take care of her, but she met her elder brother when she returned home.

Jia Zheng was busy visiting his colleagues.

After cleaning up, Mrs. Wang asked Zhou Rui's family to visit neighbors with gifts.

Neighbors also came to visit.

This is the meaning of harmony with neighbors.

Because Mrs. Wang is a seventh-rank wife, she is a noble existence in Wanping.

Most of the neighbors on the left and right are pawns and government servants who live there, and the rest are merchants.

Those who are capable have all gone to Kyoto.

The Wang family was flattered and flattered by neighbors left and right.

She had a very good day.

Jia Zhu is relatively free.

After visiting the head of the academy and returning home, he found that his sister was gone.

The teahouses in Wanping City were searched all over, but there was no trace.

Jia Zhu guessed that her sister was afraid that she would go to explore the mountains and rivers again, climbing trees and playing with birds.

When Yuan Chun was at home, he loved climbing mountains and trees.

Others don't know, but Jia Zhu does.

It's just the fence prison of the grandfather's Taoist temple, and the news didn't reach the mansion.

Of course, Jia Zhu didn't know that his sister had been caught by the Fourth Prince climbing the tree.

Xiao Huajing thought she was unlucky and met her brother.

But I don't know that my brother is waiting here.

Jia Zhu took Yuan Chun to the study.

Only then did he stare at the same peach blossom eyes as Jia Zheng: "Tell me honestly, did you go to climb trees again?

He was so courageous that he dared to jump on the courtyard wall of the county government in broad daylight, but luckily no one saw him.

Otherwise, do you still want your reputation? "

Xiao Huajing was surprised: "Brother saw it, was there no one there?"

The reason why Xiaohuajing didn't use her consciousness.

The main reason is that Jia Zhu's eyes are not malicious.

Otherwise, she would have had an early insight.

Jia Zhu said: "I was afraid to scare you to fall, so I didn't dare to make a sound to disturb you."

Xiao Huajing laughed immediately: "Will I be frightened?

Is my brother afraid of disturbing the neighbors and losing face? "

Jia Zhu has personally seen the little flower spirit jumping into the boat in the lotus pond, and she will never doubt that she fell from the courtyard wall as high as a person.

Jia Zhu said angrily: "You can eat me, one day my father catches me, I don't see if I can beat you."

Xiao Huajing smiled and took out her grandfather's seal to show off: "I'm not afraid.

My grandfather said, as long as I show this seal, someone will take me back to Beijing. "

Of course Xiao Huajing would not say that her father was trained in front of her grandfather, and every time she asked her daughter to change the subject for him, so as to avoid being scolded.

When Jia Zheng saw his daughter, he would think of those scandals of being scolded in front of her.

I can't hold it on my face.

Who has the face to teach Xiaohuajing a lesson?

Jia Zhu stared again: "You have nothing to fear, hurry up tomorrow..."

When Jia Zhu scares her younger sister, she usually uses her father as an excuse.

Jia Zhu didn't know why, but thought her sister was afraid of her father.

Not to mention his mother.

Ever since Xiao Huajing healed the scars on her hands, her mother's heart has been creaking.

Jia Zhu suggested that instead of studying for her younger sister, it is better to ask a foster nun to learn court etiquette.

It's fine in normal times, but a mistake in the draft is a fatal event.

Even if the draft is just a formality, the rules and etiquette cannot be wrong.

Jia Zhu was worried about her younger sister's temper, who would go in with her life but not out with her life.

His mother blamed him for not being tolerant of his sister.