The Big Winner of Cultivation

There are not many disciples of Xiaotian Xinzong. They are dressed in refreshing and eye-catching blue and white Taoist uniforms, and they smile politely when they see Wen Le, an outsider.With Xiao Yunyin leading the way, Wen Le met Yun Zhi smoothly.Fortunately, this is the world of comprehension, and female cultivators don't have the constraints of not being able to see outside men like a lady, otherwise it would take a little effort to meet a young girl.

Wen Le didn't say much, and quickly took out the gift that Senior Brother Zhang had brought from the storage bag, and handed it to Yunzhi with both hands.This Yun Zhihua believed in her age, she was dignified and beautiful, no wonder Senior Brother Zhang didn't pursue his fellow junior sister, but he never forgot about this childhood sweetheart.

Yun Zhi has a very good temperament, contrary to her naughty and lively sister, she also speaks gently and softly.She accepted the gift with a smile, and thanked Wen Le solemnly.

Although Wen Le confiscated Senior Brother Zhang's spiritual stone reward, delivering the letter was nothing more than a little effort, and he didn't take credit for it, so he returned the gift with a smile.

Yun Zhiyu's face was calm, but her beautiful eyes were full of joy, she said with a smile: "Brother may not know, tonight is Qixi Festival."

Only then did Wen Le wake up, no wonder Yun Zhi was so happy, Senior Brother Zhang asked someone to send her a gift before the Qixi Festival, what could be more expressive than this?Unexpectedly, this senior brother looks dull and simple, and this method of chasing girls is so attentive and clever.

As a single dog, watching others show affection, Wen Le felt that he had been hurt ten thousand points.

After thanking Yun Zhi for staying, Wen Le hurriedly left Xiao Tian Xin Sect.Just kidding, don't hurry up, the curious little loli has been pestering him to tell him a story, and even told Yun Zhi about Wen Le getting lost, the female nuns who came over to congratulate Yun Zhi were all embarrassed Are you smiling?Wen Le escaped from Xiao Tianxin Sect as quickly as possible, and hurried to the next post delivery place with his sword.

A good-looking young man happened to come over to show his courtesy, and when he saw Wen Le coming out of Yun Zhi's boudoir, his expression was a little annoyed.The servants around him are the best at observing words and demeanor, and when they saw the young man's displeasure, they slandered him: "Third Senior Brother, seeing that this kid is so young, he must have no skills. Senior Sister Yun is gentle and gentle, so naturally she wouldn't fall in love with such an embroidered pillow."

Hearing this, the young man naturally felt very comfortable, but before he approached Yun Zhi's small building, he heard the talking and laughing of the female nuns upstairs, his handsome face completely darkened.

"This Senior Brother Wen is so young and handsome."

"Sister Yun, you should ask my little sister if he has a Taoist companion."

"Yes, yes, even if there is a Taoist companion, multiple maids are fine."

"Ouch, our sister Fenghua has moved her heart, but Fenghua, you have a good eye, he is a master student in Shushan."

The nuns were in an uproar. "No way, he is a disciple of Shushan? Wow, if I knew he was a disciple of Shushan, I would not be so reserved. No matter what, I should keep him for a meal."

The female nuns were chatting and laughing, and there were jokes and coquettish laughter from time to time.

The attendant has nothing to say now, and monks with a little bit of common sense in the cultivation world know that Shushan disciples must not leave the sect until the foundation building period. Wen Le is in the foundation building period at such a young age. These wastes who are still struggling in the Qi refining period How can a talented person compete with the disciples of the famous sect for the heart of a beauty?

Unknowingly, Wen Le successfully helped Senior Brother Zhang fend off Yun Zhi's suitor.He was hit by Xiu Enai knowingly, and now he is walking on the avenue of Guizhou City.There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the city of Guizhou. Although it is not yet golden autumn, the fragrance of early-ripening sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fills the city, and the air is filled with a sweet fragrance.

It was the Qixi Festival, and the city of Guizhou was decorated with lanterns and festoons. Hearing from passers-by that there would be a lantern festival at night, Wen Le muttered to himself, it wasn't the Lantern Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wen Le walked quickly to Senior Brother Liu's home, and delivered the family letter to Senior Brother Liu's parents.After thanking the Liu family for their hospitality, Wen Le wandered aimlessly on the street alone.After coming out of Liu's residence, it was already dark.He walked along the crowd and gradually reached the place where the lantern festival was held.

Well, there is still an advantage to the Lantern Festival. There are more people selling and eating, and there are all kinds of snacks.Wen Le turned his unhappiness into an appetite, and ate all the way, looking at all kinds of exquisite lanterns and lanterns, as well as the unique performances of entertainers.However, Wen Le walked alone on the street, seeing couples playing in pairs, always felt a little glaring.

I hate the Love (Abusive) Human (Dog) Festival the most!

Wen Le walked to a stall, and the stall owner was selling handmade turpentine lamps. Wen Le also took out a few copper coins to buy one, borrowed a brush and wrote a few big characters, then lit the turpentine lamp, and watched It floats into the night sky.From time to time, a little bit of light rises in the bright and deep night sky, carrying everyone's pious wishes, and it is unknown where it will drift with the wind.

The Lantern Festival is very lively. In addition to selling all kinds of Qiqiao fruits, there are also jugglers, noodle sellers, and shadow puppet players. Of course, the stalls selling lanterns are the most popular.There was a large circle of people around the stall in front of it, they were buzzing, and they didn't know what they were doing.Wen Le was bored anyway, so he strolled over.

There is an extremely beautiful palace lantern hanging on this small stall, with a picture of Chang'e flying to the moon painted on it, and a line of poems written in small characters on hairpin flowers. The lamp surface of the lantern is still dyed with incense. I love it so much, I want to buy it.But the stall owner said that this lamp does not need money to buy, and whoever made the best Qixi Festival poem will give it to him, and let him dedicate it to the woman he likes.Now the men who accompanied their lovers were aroused to be competitive, and they all chanted poems against each other, vowing to grab this palace lantern and dedicate it to the beautiful woman.

A silver-robed scholar triumphantly recited a few sour lines. Although the onlookers were dissatisfied, they also felt that his poem was full of emotion, but it was not straightforward and vulgar. It could be regarded as an impromptu masterpiece.

Although Wen Le didn't want the lamp, but seeing those beauties who were full of hope that the person he liked around him would win the lamp for her, as a single dog, he got off the stage with bad intentions.

"There is also a poem for late students." Wen Le ignored the silver-robed scholar's glaring gaze, and slowly recalled the big killer: "Silver candles and autumn lights are coldly painted on the screen, and light Luo fans are fluttering fireflies. The sky is as cool as water at night. Watch Altair Vega."

As soon as Du Mu's "Autumn Evening" poem came out, the audience was silent.Those who understand the poem can naturally read the true meaning of it silently, and those who don't understand can imagine the beautiful artistic conception of the poem. For a while, the beautiful eyes of the women present are shining, but the men are downcast.

Wen Le is self-satisfied, you guys are still fighting with me, my Chinese department has memorized a lot of poems and poems, if it weren’t for the unpopular words now, Qin Guan’s "Magpie Bridge Immortal" would definitely fascinate you like crazy drunk.

Wen Le used to like to read Xiang Shaolong's cool writings that successfully seduced the hearts of beauties by reciting the poems of later generations. He also had the idea of ​​being a storyteller when he just time-traveled. It is completely useless.Wen Le was full of classic poems that he was forced to recite when he was a student, but he didn't expect to be able to recite them today to shock the couple.

Wen Le laughed heartily, took the palace lantern handed over by the stall owner, ignored the fiery eyes of the woman beside him, and walked away with the palace lantern.

I won't leave it to you, let's see what you can do to please the girls, hum!

Wen Le, a young and handsome young man, was walking alone on the street, holding an exquisite palace lantern in his hand. This walk naturally attracted the attention of many young women.A few bold and passionate girls from poor families also forgot their usual restraint during the Qixi Festival, and bravely threw sachets at Wen Le.

The sachet, flowers, and Wen Le were acceptable, but who actually started throwing fruit, Wen Le could only dodge again and again, this agile and flexible skill drew applause, and then threw more fruits.Wen Le didn't want to expose his monk status, so he had to run wildly with his head in his arms, leaving behind the sighs and coquettishness of the women.

Wen Le walked away from the brightly lit market and started to walk up the mountain.The moonlight was like a wash, the cool breeze was blowing, and there were insects humming on the mountain road, which made Wen Le's somewhat irritable mood gradually calm down.

Wen Le lay on the grass on the top of the mountain with his hands on the pillow, looking at the Milky Way in the night sky like a silver chain.The stars are shining brightly, and this beautiful night cannot be seen in modern cities illuminated by neon lights.There was a lot of people down the mountain, but it was extremely quiet on the mountain. Wen Le quietly listened to the rustling of the leaves blown by the night wind and the low chirping of a few autumn insects.Apart from the lonely palace lantern that Wen Le brought up on the mountain, there was only the moonlight and stars shining in the sky.

The cool mist darkened, covering the top of the mountain, and the night wind was mixed with the fragrance of soil and vegetation, adding a bit of coolness.Facing the infinitely mysterious and beautiful night sky, Wen Le was surrounded by dark and silent mountains. He suddenly felt a little lonely, and he tasted loneliness for the first time.

It would be great if my brother was here...

Wen Le could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, stood up from the ground, and drew Lin Chengfeng's head towards the starry sky.

Light bloomed from the fingertips, and Lin Chengfeng's face just floated in the void, appearing in front of Wen Le.

Wen Le watched Lin Chengfeng sitting on the futon in the practice room, closing his eyes and communicating with Suzaku Fan. He held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing his senior brother's cultivation, he just watched Lin Chengfeng silently.It's strange to say, just looking at someone so quietly, Wen Le's originally empty heart suddenly filled with a hint of sweetness.

Senior brother, today is Chinese Valentine's Day, let's celebrate together.

Mingyue is speechless, only smiling and watching this sentient world.

The next day.

Wen Le touched his sore shoulders and arms, then dried his long hair wet with dew with a handkerchief, and vowed secretly that he would never sleep outdoors again.If the clothes on his body were not made of mortal fabrics, they would have been wrinkled and dirty long ago.Wen Le has sent out all the things that Wen Le brought to the senior brothers. Although he misses the three people in Xiaoyao Pavilion, he doesn't plan to go back so early. Anyway, the senior brothers should still be in retreat, so he decided to play around before going back.

Wen Le took the extinguished palace lantern in his hand and walked down the mountain along the path.Although his hair was combed crookedly, and there were grass roots and dead leaves on his back, but fortunately, his face was like a crown of jade. These small shortcomings gave him a bit of unrestrained and unrestrained charm.

After Wen Le had breakfast in Guizhou City, he asked the waiter in the shop if there were any interesting places around. The waiter in the shop was also good at talking, so he immediately recommended a place to Wen Le.After paying the bill, Wen Le walked all the way north, walking towards the hot spring villa mentioned by the waiter.