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Unknowingly came here for a long time, because Master Qingyun Xuanyun is in retreat, no one can confirm Qianqian's identity for the time being.Originally, he was worried that without Yun Zun's proof, they could ask Qing Junxuan's disciples.As a result, I heard that sending young children to practice in the Western Regions is usually kept secret, and only the Patriarch or those closest to the Patriarch know about it.The reason for the secrecy is to prevent other children from feeling frustrated or doing anything presumptuous, such as sneaking into the Western Regions by themselves.Obviously there is no such thing as pill formation in ancient fantasy novels here, it is simply based on spiritual power and also used as an evaluation.Evaluate the strength, tenacity and richness of spiritual power.Qianqian was still thinking: 'Is this trying to drink red wine?Still rich'.To sum up, children who can be arranged to enter the Western Regions are generally judged to have a very strong foundation of spiritual power to be selected.It just so happened that Yun Zun was in retreat, and most of the people around him also went in to study together, so the identity verification could only be temporarily put aside.

The life here is leisurely, Qianqian occasionally plays and sings with Xiao Rui, and occasionally chats with Xiao Hu Peng to learn about the cultural customs here.Little Hu Peng also gradually let go of his guard against Qianqian. He thought of Qianqian because he was too good, so he was sent to the Western Regions to practice at a very young age, and Xiaorui probably met Qianqian at that time.Such small details were filled in by Little Hu Peng himself, and Qianqian really felt that he could write scripts or novels.It was another day with nothing to do, Qianqian couldn't see Xiaorui from morning to afternoon, originally wanted to go to the back hall to look for it, but happened to meet the sweaty little Hu Peng who walked towards her Come.

"Brother Qian, why are you here?" Because Qianqian is older than Little Hu Peng, and she got to know him well, she took the initiative to call Qianqian her brother and him her younger brother.

"Xiao Peng, have you seen Xiaorui? I've been looking for her all morning, but I can't find her."

"Junior Junior Sister? I seem to have seen her with Senior Brother last night."

He frowned slightly with Hao Yi again, and thought about it in his heart. During this period of time, he found that Xiaorui would occasionally disappear, and he was exhausted every time he came back.When Qianqian asked her, she only said that she was practicing.

"Why do I think your big brother likes to ask Xiaorui to go out, do you know what they are doing?"

Little Hu Peng shook his head, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he leaned close to Qianqian's ear, lowered his voice, and said, "I heard from my junior sister that you, brother Qianqian, sing very well."

Qianqian saw that the child was sneaky, but he was just singing a song, so what?Qianqian knows that in this world, practitioners are not allowed to indulge in entertainment, except playing chess.They think that leisurely activities like singing and dancing are a waste of time and energy.When Xiaorui said that at first, Qianqian almost fell to the ground without laughing.Singing a song can also consume spiritual power, so should this spiritual power be equated with money or with physical strength?

"I know you have a high level of cultivation and a lot of knowledge, so you don't care about these trivial things, but our cultivation level is our lifeblood, and we can't consume it at will." Little Hu Peng was full of grievances, and he was still thinking about it to himself after he finished speaking. .

"Speak well, it's uncomfortable to listen to what you're talking about. To be honest, I don't understand your rules of spiritual power consumption, and it has nothing to do with cultivation and knowledge." After all, I am not a native of this place. It's natural for him not to understand these things, but he can't speak too bluntly to Little Hu Peng. "Besides, the insight I have is not the kind of insight you think." People who are not in the same world will naturally have differences in opinions.In Qianqian's original world, everything pays attention to freedom and money.In this world, what is important is self-discipline and self-cultivation.

"Then what kind of knowledge do you have?"

With the footsteps of winter approaching, the water drawn from the well can be said to be very cold on the body, but little Hu Peng didn't care about the cold weather, so he scooped up water and poured it on his body.Qianqian couldn't help shivering just watching the water splashing on her skin, when the water scooped up by Little Hu Peng almost splashed on herself, Qianqian was so frightened that she immediately jumped up and hurried away from him.

"It's so cool, brother, do you want to try it too?"

"No, no, you're catching a cold."

Little Hu Peng looked at this senior who had a high cultivation level but was a bit timid, smiled foolishly and continued to pour well water on his body.

"It's okay, I'm in good health. Don't change the subject, brother, please sing a song for me."

"Okay, but don't get wet, and dry yourself quickly."

Fucking shallow 'mother's heart', watching such a small person drenched his body in this way is really worrying, especially in this season.Seeing that Qianqian was really worried about herself, little Hu Peng also nodded readily. Anyway, his body felt much cooler, so he obediently took a small white cloth, wiped his body, and casually put on a coat, Sitting next to Qianqian, she poured two cups of hot tea, and was about to wait for Qianqian to open her voice and sing.

Although a little shy, Qianqian kept her promise and sang a song for him.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qianqian always feels that since she came here, every time she sings, she feels particularly light and smooth, but her body always feels that every time she sings, something is lost from her body.

When Qianqian finished singing, Little Hu Peng applauded wildly in surprise, and then said: "Brother Qian is indeed a god, just listening to you sing, I feel my whole body is full of strength, and even the fatigue of digging someone's grave this morning disappeared. Without a trace."

"Digging graves! Did I hear you right? Why are you digging other people's graves?"

This time it was Qianqian who expressed surprise, he felt a little creepy and scratched his hair and temples with both hands, his facial features were about to twist into a ball.Besides, this kid has too much strength! !This world is also dangerous! ! !

"Brother Qian misunderstood, this is because the master's family wants to move the grave, and we only broke ground when necessary in the process, and this can also help us improve our cultivation. You must have stayed in the Western Regions for a long time, so you don't understand these things. "

Originally, I thought this world was no different from those novels of fairy tales. Modern people like to fantasize about ancient people cultivating immortals and demons or martial arts so powerful that they were not individuals, and Qianqian is also a modern person, so naturally they think so.But the spiritual power here is as precious as money but does not pay attention to the formation of alchemy. If there is no alchemy, where does the origin of this spiritual power come from?The most terrifying thing is that digging graves is one of the jobs!So, do not form pills, but rely on 'business ability' to gain spiritual power?

Seeing the puzzled expression on Qianqian's face, Little Hu Peng shook his head, thinking to himself: 'It turns out that there are things that even a master can't learn'.The two had their own dramas in their hearts, and they still poured tea cup by cup.

Tomorrow morning, Xiaorui hadn't come back yet, so the senior brother was naturally not there, and Jiang Ziyuan, the master here, also went down the mountain to inspect the disciples at the bottom of the mountain on the same day.Now there are only Qianqian and little Hu Peng left in this view. The idle Qianqian was a little lazy to move any nerves and joints in his body, but he felt that he couldn't be so decadent.Besides, there is no internet or mobile phone here, so he can't do a live broadcast even if he wants to go online.It's been a while since I've been here, it would be a lie to say I'm not in a hurry.He had no idea what was going on with his real self now?Will the family members be very worried? They always heard people say that one day in a dream is only half a moment in reality.Assuming this is a dream, and he has been here for nearly two weeks, has he slept for fourteen hours? What he is most worried about is whether he will stay here forever, whether the self in that world will never wake up not coming.However, what he is most afraid of is making those around him sad and worried.What should parents do?Will Xiao Yu forget his brother?

Thinking of this, the thoughts in his heart became more chaotic, he sat up quickly, shook his head vigorously, then took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.Close your eyes and slowly settle down the chaotic thoughts.It doesn't help to panic anymore, now I have to find an opportunity to go down the mountain again to see if I can find Lehua.

Qianqian is a road idiot, and this essence has not improved even here.In order to avoid getting lost, Qianqian originally wanted to wait for Xiaorui to come back before going down the mountain together, but after waiting for two days, Xiaorui still hasn't come back.Perhaps it was because of a moment of calm meditation just now that her thoughts became clearer, and Qianqian remembered that Xiaorui is not necessary to lead the way down the mountain. Isn't there a little Hu Peng here?Originally, Lazy Yangyang was lying on the bed, and the boy who sat and lay down immediately became energetic.When he came to the door of Xiao Hu Peng's room, he knocked lightly and politely.As a result, no one answered the door, and knocked twice, but still no one came out.Qianqian originally thought, maybe she also went out?When I think of such a mountain top, only myself is left alone, let alone not afraid.While Qianqian was thinking wildly there, she heard a cough coming from the room.Qianqian's first instinct is that the people in the room are probably sick.

Qianqian knocked on the door again, and said softly, "Xiao Peng, I'm in. Excuse me..."

Sure enough, Little Hu Peng, who was still in high spirits yesterday, is now lying on the bed under the quilt, looking sick.

"Come, drink porridge, drink and take medicine."

Qianqian wondered if this cultivator needed to take medicine when he was sick?He also couldn't tell what medicine was for a patient with a cold. He searched the entire Taoist temple and only found a square wooden box.This wooden box contains various processed grass roots and powders.Besides, Qianqian didn't know how to use the stove here, and the mere fire would make him ashamed.The main reason is that the fire is not easy to control, so the porridge is a bit burnt, but it should still be edible.

Little Hu Peng struggled to sit up, Qianqian immediately stepped forward to help him sit up.

"Brother Laoqian is here."

Seeing little Hu Peng holding the small bowl and slowly drinking the porridge spoon by spoon, half of the big stone in his heart was put down.

"Tell you not to set the flag casually, and say that you are in good health and won't get sick, right? You just said it yesterday, but you collapsed today."

Qianqian picked up the square wooden box, rummaged through it, and pissed people off.

"The one who stood up just now, is it from the Western Regions?"

After saying this, Qianqian realized that she accidentally said modern words just now.There is not much difference between the Western Ocean and the Western Regions, so Qianqian chooses to just muddle through.

"Well, don't worry about this for now. Do you Taoists still take medicine when you are sick? If you want to take it, come and see, which one is suitable here?"

Kan Qianqian is holding the wooden box with both hands, staring at the herbs in the wooden box seriously, looking really enthusiastic.Xiao Hu Peng suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. He coughed a few times, handed the small bowl to Qianqian, and carefully found out the herbal medicine to cure the cold.

"Brother is in trouble, I can cook this medicine myself. You have such a noble status, but you still cook porridge for someone like me. I'm really sorry."

Listening to this passage was really uncomfortable, Qianqian said unceremoniously: "Speak humanly, please."

Qianqian couldn't help but rolled her eyes after a long absence.

"Brother Qian is naturally an expert, his spiritual power is flawless and undamaged, and Brother Qian sings very well, so don't be humble."

"What you say is called flattery in the Western Regions. What kind of spiritual power, can you tell if it's damaged? Besides, it's just a song. Are you up to it?"

Listening to the sick little Hu Peng, Qianqian felt full of unease.Now he can't wait to get the medicine out immediately, and the last

The bitter kind, stop this person who keeps saying inexplicable things.

"Brother Qian, this is not a joke. What is the most powerful thing about me, Hu Peng? I'm not exaggerating. My wisdom eye skill is even better than that of senior brother."

"wisdom eye"

What is that?Qianqian casually picked up a medicinal herb that looked a bit like a worm, and smelled it curiously, the smell of corrosion made him frown.

"We practice Taoism, mainly cultivating spiritual power, wisdom eyes, and immortal body. Brother Qian is cultivating immortals in the Western Regions. Which one is he cultivating? How can you not understand these?"

"Uh," scratching her head, Qianqian began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, "That's a different kind of cultivation, although it's also for the purpose of cultivating immortals, but we didn't pay much attention to it."

Little Hu Peng, who was a bit sick and dazed, felt that what Qianqian said was very reasonable, and he believed it all.

"Okay then, I'll tell Brother Qian when I recover from my illness. I'll cough cough cough first,"

Seeing that little Hu Peng's face was blushing, she couldn't bear to let him get out of bed, Qianqian had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to decoct the medicine for him.

Looking at the stove that finally managed to catch fire again, Qianqian murmured: "Put the water in first, then the medicine."

Generally speaking, when watching TV dramas, does it mean that three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl of water or two bowls of water?Qianqian thought about it carefully, but he found that no matter how you think about things you don't understand, you still don't know.In the end he decided to let it go.

The originally budgeted three bowls of water turned into four bowls.Because the fire was too big, the medicine was almost burnt, and in anxiety, I added too much water.It took almost two hours for Qianqian to prepare the medicine that was supposed to be cooked for an hour.Watching the fire was too boring, so Qianqian casually sang.In this unventilated and stuffy kitchen, the audience who sang shallowly only had the stove and casserole pots here.

"I'm sorry, the medicine seems to be broken by me."

Qianqian looked at the bowl of medicine that looked bitter, but it had already become tasteless after being messed up by herself.Seeing that drinking it would definitely be ineffective, but Little Hu Peng drank it all in one go without hesitation.Originally, Qianqian wanted to get another bowl, but all the cold herbal medicine in the wooden box was used up, half was in the casserole, and half was wasted in the trash can.

"Excuse me, why don't you tell me where there is such a herbal medicine nearby, I'll look for it." Qianqian scratched the back of her head guiltily, looked outside the door at a loss, then glanced again Little Hu Peng lying on the bed.

"Brother Qian, come here first, don't mess around there."

"No, if you take this medicine, it may be the same as drinking plain water." After finishing speaking, Qianqian laughed to herself.

"Brother Qian always says things that I don't understand. Treat me well. I will teach you the principles of Taoism here. Brother Qian will teach me the words of the Western Regions. Don't worry about this medicine. It will definitely work. Three points The properties of the medicine, seven-pointed heart, will definitely get better in a while." This time it was Little Hu Peng's turn to say that he smiled happily

"Don't set a flag for yourself anymore, please. Really, don't be absolutely sure about anything." Many times, Qianqian almost forgot that this little Hu Peng was only about ten years old.After all, he behaves like an adult, very mature, not like a child.

"We have come to the Taoist temple since we were young, and practiced with the master. We depend on ourselves for food, drink, housing and transportation, and no one cares about us when we are sick. Brother, I don't even know what kind of people my parents are."

Listening to little Hu Peng's sick words, Qianqian really felt a little homesick.But the child in front of him didn't even have the chance to be homesick.Looking at the little Hu Peng who was already sleeping peacefully, Qianqian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.Could it be that little Hu Peng and Xiao Rui are so precocious and sensible because they have gone through such a harsh life experience?Thinking about it this way, even the unpopular and scheming Hao Yi is not so annoying anymore.