The Legend Of Shen Gongbao

Everyone was full of resentment. They didn't know how to do Yu Duxiu. At this time, he had reached the temporary station of Taiping Taoist Temple. Hongyuan was meditating in front of the thatched hut. After seeing Yu Duxiu, he smiled lightly, and then closed his eyes again.

Hongfa led Yu Duxiu to Hongyuan's side, pointed his finger to his side, motioned him to sit down, and then came out a jade bottle, quietly said: "There is bigudan in here, wait for the assessment to be over, no noise. So as not to anger the elders".

After 　　 finished speaking, he sat next to Hongyuan and began to breathe the aura between heaven and earth.

　　 Yu Duxiu sat cross-legged, the Taiping Dao Song naturally chanted in his heart, an invisible rhythm ran across the surroundings, and the magic power of the Taiping Dao Song in his body slowly revolved.

Inside the room, the wrinkled old man suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the rhythm in the air, slowly closing his eyes, and then said: "Good seedling, such a pure peace road to mana, if you can get the true pass, the future It must be infinite".

　　 shut up after speaking.

　　 Time is passing by. Yu Duxiu keeps polishing the mana in his body. When he is hungry, he takes a pill, but when he is thirsty, he can pick the morning glow in the air, leisurely and contentedly.

In the small village not far away, the tranquility of the past is no longer there. A group of disciples who have been driven away have nowhere to vent their tyranny. Many of them have been respected and treated like ants. Ginseng, for nothing, missed the chance of longevity, and the depressed feelings and tyrannical air in his heart were beyond description.

　　 On the same day, everyone found the small village after they came out. The eliminated group of people naturally can't go back first. They have to wait for the children of the same race who continue to be assessed inside to go together. During these days of stay, housing has become the biggest problem.

　　 Fortunately, everyone met a small village. Although the village was dilapidated, it was still able to shelter from the wind and rain. It was just that the days were too hard, how could these young masters stand it?

　　 Then, a disaster happened.

　　 The whole village was **** rivers, and the smell of blood drew out the wild wolves in the wilderness. As for the cause of the incident, it was nothing more than punching the young and old, bullying the women, and then causing a backlash from the village, and a conflict between the two.

This group of young people don’t know the grains. Although they are monks, they are weak and weak in fighting. They are not as good as the villagers who do farm work all the year round. The angry and angry young masters naturally used spells. A spell is a spell, not something mortal can resist.

　　 **** killings, the wailing of the fire burning, the whole village is like a **** in the legend, the rich smell of grease spreads, and some carnivores continue to wander outside the fire.

Inside the thatched hut, the elder's ears moved lightly, his eyelids drooped, but he did not respond. The sentient beings are like ants, the old guy who has lived for an unknown number of years, and the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world cannot have any influence on them. This is where the cruelty of spiritual practitioners is. Time will obliterate their emotions and their emotions.

　　 In front of the thatched hut, Yu Duxiu suddenly felt a little painful and restless.

　　 "What's wrong?" Hongyuan was the first to notice Yu Duxiu's abnormality.

　　 "The disciple suddenly feels uneasy for some reason," Yu Duxiu said.

Macro on one side opened his eyes: "Cultivators will have the feeling of a whim. At this moment, you are whim, something must have happened to you, or someone you are close to, what happened to someone who is related to you. ".

　　 Yu Duxiu suddenly sat up when he heard the words. The person he cared about most was naturally the younger sister. The two brothers and sisters depended on each other since childhood. If something happens to the younger sister, Yu Duxiu will have suicide.

　　 "Also, don't worry, the elder is here, so naturally there will be a break." Hongyuan grabbed Chen Jiu, and then bowed to the thatched house: "The disciple also asks the elder to make an inference."

　　 After a long time, the old man Cang Mai's voice came from inside the house: "Causality, the fruit is mysterious, there is a village in the southeast, you have to go to know it."

　　 "Village" Yu Duxiu's mind is a little slow, but then his complexion changes again. Isn't the village in the southeast just the village where he first arrived? I don't know what happened to that village, which actually caused my whim.

　　 "Elder, my children ask for a visit" Yu Duxiu feels distressed if she doesn't take a look in person.

The elder 　　 seemed to be able to feel Yu Duxiu's restless heart, but he said: "The avoidance of evil has not yet gone far. If you go alone, you will be taken advantage of. You have to think clearly about the causes and consequences of all things."

　　 "The disciple knows" Yu Duxiu sat back slowly, closing his eyes and calming the blood in the body.

Hongfa and Hongyuan glanced at each other, and did not say much. Although Yu Duxiu has extraordinary aptitude and is worthy of being attracted, and even appeals to the elders for him, at this time both of them have tasks, but they cannot walk for Yu Duxiu. Once.

　　 Yu Duxiu is meditating cross-legged, but the constantly moving eyeballs under his eyelids tell others that at this time his inner restlessness has not really calmed down.

　　 Although he has some friendship with the people in the small village, he is not worthy of his own life. The avoidance of evil hates him at this time, and if it falls into his hands, it will not end well.

Time passed slowly. One day, two days, three days, and one month later, Yu Duxiu's heart finally calmed down. On the third day after Yu Duxiu calmed down, the first disciple of the trial returned smoothly and brought it back. The medicinal materials specified in the sect mission.

Looking at Liang Yuan, Yu Duxiu closed her eyes. Liang Yuan was the first one. This is not beyond Yu Duxiu's expectations. This person is the person who cultivated by the Liang family to come back and concentrates all the herbs of the Liang family’s disciples. It is not surprising to be the first to come.

　　 Oh, it should be said that the second one is Yu Duxiu.

　　 seemed to be able to feel Yu Duxiu's gaze, Liang Yuan glanced at Yu Duxiu, and then respectfully handed the medicine basket to Hongfa.

　　 Hongfa looked at it at will, and then turned to Liang Yuan: "Yes, seeing your body covered with blue light, obviously you have supernatural powers in your body, and you must continue to practice hard, don't fall into my prestige of peace in the future."

　　 Hearing Hongfa’s compliment, Liang Yuan smiled and saluted Hongfa: "Thank you for the predecessor's teaching."

"Well, let's rest and wait for the disciples later." Hongfa put away the herbs. These herbs are not only for the sect mission, but more for the sect. These herbs are needed by the sect, and these trial disciples have become free for the sect A part-time worker.

　　 As for disciples who have failed the trial, they can only be outsiders of the Taipingdao. Compared with the disciples who worship the real Taipingdao, there is no difference except that they may be able to teach the true Dafa, obtain magical powers, and be able to record in the roster.

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"What can you do if you have good qualifications? The road to practice depends on luck. If you don't have great luck, how can you get longevity. Since ancient times, there are countless practitioners who have better qualifications than you, but they have not been able to achieve longevity. Why?, Qi Luck is not enough, chances are not enough. If you want to live forever, you have to be like me, with good chances and good aptitude. I will definitely be on the way of longevity in the future, and you are just a small turtle in the soil" Liang Yuanjian Xiang Yu Duxiu's lips were moving, but there was no sound.

　　 Liang Yuan's lip language, Yu Duxiu understands, all those who can practice are geniuses, with extraordinary aptitude, lip language requires a lot of training for mortals, but for them, it can only be regarded as a teacher without a teacher.

　　 Yu Duxiu smiled lightly, but did not respond to him. Liang Yuan couldn't eat grapes and said grape sour. When it comes to air luck, no matter how great his luck is, can Liang Yuan have his own strength? .

　　 I am the protagonist of this great calamity, and the key figure in driving the calamity, how can Liang Yuan compare with himself?

Seeing that Yu Duxiu didn't react, she became a tortoise with her head shrunk, closing his eyes and not looking at himself, Liang Yuan could only give up. He had magical powers at this time, and he wanted to find someone to do it with Yu Duxiu. It’s a pity that I haven’t had a chance to get back to the place, family affairs, and trials, one thing is more busy. Now that the trials are over, this kid is about to be concocted.

　　 There are elders in the Taipingdao, but those monks are high above, and their feelings have been worn out by time, or even weak. As long as the family is not cut off from the blood, those high above cultivators will not care at all.

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