After a goose feather snowfall, the eaves of the purple cloud view are covered with a thick layer of snow, and the surrounding mountains are shrouded in flowing ethereal white mist.

In the early morning, when the sky was bright, Yang Huaiping woke up from the futon in the Taoist temple early, and he paced out of the purple cloud temple and ran to a cliff to sit up and pit out and practice.

At this time, the old man with a white goatee walked to Yang Huaiping's side, he took out a yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Yang Huaiping, and said quietly: "Xiaoyou has now cultivated our Taoist Sanhua Gathering Peak, and the next is the Five Qi Dynasty, this is a book of cultivation of the Qi of the heart, Xiaoyou and accept the good life to cultivate!"

Yang Huaiping took the yellowish book and bowed slightly to the old man with a white goatee, and he said sincerely: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't know what I need to do in this Purple Cloud View!"

The old man with the white goatee stroked his beard, he looked at Yang Huaiping and smiled slightly: "When you are usually fine, you can go to the Qingquan Well at the entrance of Qingping Town at the bottom of the mountain to get some water and go up the mountain, and receive the pilgrims in the Taoist temple!"

Yang Huaiping nodded to the old man with a white goatee, and then he closed his eyes and began to cultivate, the old man with a white goatee glanced at Yang Huaiping, he took out a wine jug from his waist and took a sip and turned to leave.

After the old man with the white goatee left, he gathered a female disciple who was as beautiful as a flower and several male disciples who had advanced cultivation, and he explained some things to the group in a low voice.

When the old man finished explaining everything, the beautiful female disciple frowned slightly and whispered: "Master, you use this trick to deal with the little junior brother, isn't it a little too yin!"

After the old man with the white goatee heard the words of his beautiful female disciple, he glanced at the disciples around him and said: "There is nothing yin damage or yin damage, just do it, I see that this kid is not in his heart, only in this way can he learn a lesson!"

After speaking, the old man with the white goatee waved his sleeves and left calmly.

With the passage of time, the morning sun rose from the horizon, and after Yang Huaiping had undergone some recuperation, he felt that the internal injuries caused by the Qingping enchantment shaking him out yesterday had already healed.

Yang Huaiping read such a sentence in the "Prajna Sutra", "Those who want to become immortals, beware of being like iron and stone, breaking the seven emotions and eliminating the six desires, so that they can practice the god of pure yang, smash the void, and achieve the supreme avenue!"

Therefore, Yang Huaiping decided to purify his heart and few desires every day in the Ziyun Temple, coarse tea and light rice, practice in the wind and rain, regulate breastfeeding, and practice pure yang yuanshen.

After figuring this out, Yang Huaiping stood up from the snow-covered cliff of Huijian Peak, and he walked to the Purple Cloud Temple and picked up two wooden barrels.

Immediately, Yang Huaiping walked towards Qingping Town with light steps, and the strange peaks and ravines, strange rocks, and the magnificent scenery of the cold mist clouds and fog couldn't help but make him feel fascinated.

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Gradually drifting away, it didn't take long for Yang Huaiping to carry the wooden barrel to the Qingquan Well at the entrance of the village of Qingping Town, a face was as beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water, the figure was graceful, a pair of eyes were slightly flushed, the cherry mouth looked very ruddy, the long hair shawl was casually draped over the shoulders, and the woman who was pounding clothes next to the Qingquan Well met Yang Huaiping's eyes.

After the clear-faced woman saw Yang Huaiping coming with a bucket, she moved the copper basin containing the clothes to a place, and the clear-faced woman said in a crisp and tactful voice: "This little brother, you fetch water first, I have also finished washing the clothes, I will wash the remaining clothes and leave!"

Yang Huaiping secretly speculated in his heart, this God likes to play with loyal and honest people like me, I was just ready to be pure and have few desires, not close to women, I met a beautiful and delicious beauty, I don't want to rub some oil, that's really a big sin!

After learning from the pain, Yang Huaiping felt that he should put aside the matter of pure heart and few desires first, didn't Li Bai say that life must be happy, and he felt that he really should not be exempt from vulgarity.

After figuring this out, Yang Huaiping felt a little comforted in his heart, so he accosted the beautiful woman next to him while fetching water, "Does that girl live in this Qingping Town, how old is the girl!"

The woman with a clear face said in a very flat tone: "I am a villager in Qingping Town, and I am exactly eighteen years old now. ”

After Yang Huaiping heard the girl's words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sketch a smile with an aftertaste: "The girl has promised to be married!"

The woman with a beautiful face twisted the clothes in her hand, she put the good clothes into the copper basin and held them up, and the woman with a beautiful face muttered: "We got married relatively early in Qingping Town, I married someone in the church at fifteen, and now my children are already two years old!"

After hearing the words of the fair-faced woman, Yang Huaiping showed an embarrassed smile on his face, and he watched the figure of the clear-faced woman holding a wooden basin gradually drifting away in the wind.

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At this time, a sly smile appeared in the eyes of the clear-faced woman, and she suddenly fell to the ground with a soft body, and the clear-faced woman said to Yang Huaiping in a delicate voice: "Little brother, I have crooked feet, can you come and help me?"

Yang Huaiping's heart was suddenly teased, and he involuntarily put the wooden bucket full of water next to the Qingquan Well and walked towards the woman with a beautiful face.

The woman with a beautiful face pursed her rosy lips pitifully and said, "Little brother, are you faster, I feel that the bones in my ankle are misaligned, it really hurts!"

Yang Huaiping couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he looked at the delicate figure of the beautiful woman, he coughed and said: "Don't worry, girl, I'm an old Chinese medicine doctor, let me massage the girl, and the girl will be able to walk on the ground immediately!"

At this moment, the woman with a delicate face inadvertently glanced at Yang Huaiping's little eyes looking at her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and said loudly: "Senior brothers, you all come out, you see that the eyes of the little junior brother are full of peach blossoms, I think he must be improving, everyone teach the little junior brother how to abide by the rules and precepts!"

As he spoke, several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and holding wooden sticks rushed towards Yang Huaiping, and they came up to Yang Huaiping with an average of sticks, punches and kicks.

And Yang Huaiping had no power to fight back in front of the group, he could only hold his head and bear the fat beating of his brothers.

After a while, Yang Huaiping looked like he had a blue nose and swollen face, and he said vaguely: "You dare to put me together, you wait for ......"

The group didn't even look at Yang Huaiping, they turned around and walked away, Yang Huaiping spat bloody spit, he fetched another bucket of water from the clear spring well, and then rushed over to the Ziyunguan on the back sword peak with his burden.