Summer nights are sweet dreams, and when you wake up in the morning, it's really sweet!

He never dreamed that he would see sugar packets on the table in the morning, baskets of sugar packets, fried golden skin, bulging syrup, his eyes were straight, it must be very crispy, it must be sweeter than melon!

Ergou's family has beets, sugar cane, his father will boil sugar, but it is sold to the rich people in the city, although Ergou will secretly take out and share, but after all, there is only a little, five people eat, and the saliva is gone, so he swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

The old man was eating sweetly at the table, "I'm old, I'm old, and I'm tired of eating a few mouthfuls of candy." ”

"Sir, where did this come from?"

The old man raised his chin to the west, "It's sweet before dawn, and the old man exchanged the righteous qi recipe for a breakfast, not too much." Anyway, you won't be able to eat anything good. When people are old, they can't be wronged, especially this stomach. ”

Cheng dipped the toothpaste with a zhu hair brush, and quickly brushed it, saying that it was toothpaste, but it was actually a paste-like thing mixed with willow ash and salt particles, the kind with more ash and less salt.

Rinsing his mouth, he couldn't wait to pick up a sugar packet. Carefully bite out a little bite, the golden skin is fragrant, the skin is crispy! I suck it down the small mouth, the mouth is full of syrup! The sweet taste blooms in the mouth, and the old man drank five sips of wine before he swallowed it.

Cheng ate two of them slowly, and threw a piece of cold mixed noodles steamed buns to the yellow dog. The dog sniffed the cold steamed buns, and then smelled the sweet fragrance in the air, whimpered, drooped his head, and walked away with the steamed buns in his mouth.

Cheng Ke didn't care what the dog thought, he asked carefully, "Mr. The trick is handy, but it wants to spread all over the world?"

The old man took a sip of wine, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then sighed, "Yes, the old man ran away from Shangyang with his old friend, he said that the system would determine the world, and I said to give him the strength he needed, after several twists and turns, I haven't seen him for a hundred years"

After speaking, the old man paused, and took another sip of wine, "Later, I heard that he was wronged a little in the Qi country, and he went into hiding, I came to Shangyang to see if he had returned to his hometown, after all, he was about to die of old age, and the fallen leaves returned to the roots, and the fallen leaves returned to the roots." ”

"Boy, meeting is fate, would you like to learn from the old man for a few days?"

Cheng's mind buzzed, "Why...... Is it me?"

"I need a person with a balance of the five elements, try a practice, the first few cultivated well, but unfortunately they all died unexpectedly. It's hard to find a person with a balance of the five elements."

"......" Cheng's face was a little wrong, "I'm good at repairing this, and yesterday I felt that this book of righteousness was very suitable for me"

"Hahaha...... You don't want to pursue fairness, you don't want to destroy the Big Knife Gang to protect Gua Town, you don't want to find a recipe for your partner, you don't want to pass it on to the pharmacist? Even, you don't want to travel the world and go and see it?"

"Do you know the master who teaches?" Cheng was stunned, otherwise how could he know so clearly.

"I don't know, but the means of a cultivator are far more abundant than you think. For example, the old man can search for souls without you knowing. Don't be angry, the old man is looking for an apprentice, he can't raise a scourge."

The old man took a sip of wine and said leisurely, "You ponder and ponder."

Time hasn't passed for long, Cheng has been struggling, and the exercises that the pharmacist made before, the meridians were broken, and there were no less than a few people who exploded and died.

"What are you thinking about, boy, the old man is the descendant of Qingjian Mountain. The biggest danger comes from Qingjian Mountain, not a magic trick!"

Qingjian Mountain! The danger comes from Qingjian Mountain? Cheng was suddenly stunned.

"Sir, if you offend Qingjian Mountain, you can still live, the legend is that you are ...... alone" Cheng suddenly jumped up in horror, no matter how stupid the people in this world are, what legendary stories have they heard! Not to mention that the protagonist is a person from Gua Town!

Two hundred years ago, Taibai, the heir of the Qing Sword Sect, stole the classics of the Sword Pavilion and apostatized!

The old man smiled, "It's me, you're worried about a fart, the Qingjian Moon Sword has closed the mountain, you can't come out for a hundred and ten years, if you don't practice, you will die of old age by the time"

"Sir, why did you steal the tome?"

"You know a fart, don't steal books, how can you make everyone in the world can practice? Do you think I can run out of Qingjian Mountain? I also figured it out in the past hundred and ten years, the old man of Gray Stone deliberately let me go, when he was not succeeded to the head of the teaching, he was more radical than the old man, and vowed to break the cage of mortals, but later, as soon as Riyin took it, hey, there was no sound. ”

Taibai didn't know what to think of, and suddenly the painting style changed, "Boy, grind and chirp, don't learn! Don't learn the old man is gone"

"Learn!" he wanted to die Jiu Niang's tragic death, the old tears of the town mayor, thinking of the big knife gang that came to collect taxes every year! Cheng promised, "Can you give me those buddies first, if I die, they can also guard Gua Town." ”

"Little things, little things"

A day later, I chose a good time and solemnly worshiped Taibai as my teacher. The process was very simple, the old man poured a bowl of wine, saying that it was a celebration, but Cheng didn't think much about it, and he was bored. Then it was a whirlwind and two days of sleep.

When I woke up, my body was indescribably relaxed. It was as if the dark wounds were gone, and the spirit was full of energy.

In the future, I will fight with Taibai in the morning, and go to the academy in the afternoon to learn knowledge.

In the words of books, it is to salute first and then soldiers, and it is not necessary to salute first and then soldiers?

The small broken yard of the Cheng family.

The old man ate braised pig's head early in the morning, and his mouth was oily.

Don't ask where the pig's head came from, ask is the book exchange. Cheng is used to it, no, the master also changed a bamboo chair for himself, lying on it all day long and drinking, and he didn't move if he could.

Taibai poured a sip of wine, "I have a method that can make everyone like a dragon!"

"As a teacher, based on the Shaohao Sun Sutra, with the heritage of Qingjian Mountain as the nourishment, and concentrating on a hundred years of deduction, it finally became a trick.

The entry is righteous and decisive, and it is divided into advanced five elements.

The monks in the world pay attention to single-attribute spiritual roots, and the fewer the rest of the spiritual roots, the higher the qualifications, but most of the spiritual roots of all living beings are mottled and uneven.

And this recipe goes the other way, and the five elements are balanced, which is the most suitable.

The original mysteries are complicated, so I disassembled them for ordinary people. With that, he glanced at Cheng, who was stabbing the stake with his sword.

"As for you kid, fix the original. Look at your qualifications, the five elements are balanced, and there must not have been a second-order cultivator in your ancestors."

"......" listened to Cheng with relish, as if he was greatly despised. Glared at the old man.

"Cultivation of the sense of qi, nourishing instruments, controlling things, unifying, breaking the void, soaring, such as today's aura is unimaginable, people with outstanding qualifications such as me, thirty years of practice to break the void, into the Qing Sword Mountain into the ascension cave to comprehend the ascension realm. ”

"What kind of expression do you have!" the old man picked up a piece of pig's head meat and threw it at Cheng, but before he could reach Cheng, he was taken away by a fluttering yellow dog.

The old man paused, "Frog at the bottom of the well, your horizons need to be broadened." Don't practice swords, open your eyes for the teacher!"