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The same tea tastes different in the mouths of different people, and the same is true for the cultivation exercises, Zhen Jin is also different from the brothers surnamed Ji at this moment, with different artistic conceptions and their own unique opinions, even more far-reaching than them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of artistic conception cannot be expressed in words, only people who have experienced it can experience it personally, and when it is said to others, others may not understand, which may only be explained by talent, and the meaning can not be conveyed.

Another hour passed, he sat quietly, feeling the subtle and mysterious artistic conception, at this moment, everything around him was left behind, and all immersed in the artistic conception space of his own experience.

He was obsessed with the wonderful artistic conception, forgot the time, and it was noon in a blink of an eye, when there was a pleasant laughter of silver bells in his ears, Zhen Jin was slightly stunned and sobered up.

Then I heard a crisp cry outside the hospital: "Senior Brother Zhen." ”

Zhen Jin was about to get up to open the door, but he saw a white cloud floating outside the courtyard, and in the blink of an eye, he held two beautiful women and floated in front of him.

One of these two is Qiu Jiu's only daughter, Qiu Xiaoyan, and the other is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman dressed in Tsing Yi, who is dressed similarly to Senior Sister Lin, which is dressed as a disciple of Linglong Mountain.

Ordinary people know how to knock on other people's doors when they go to other people's houses, but they are good, and they jump over the wall and come in. Zhen Jin was speechless for a while, and then greeted him with a smile.

"See! Our Qiu Yunshan, the new junior brother Zhen, is a talent. I said, you still don't believe it! Look at your male disciples of Linglong Mountain, there is one who is better than him!"

Before he could speak, Senior Sister Qiu was already talking to this woman who was half a head taller than him, talking about his appearance, which made his face blush even more.

In order to hide the awkwardness in his heart, he looked upright and asked, "Why does Senior Sister Qiu have time to come here?" This senior sister, looking at the color of the clothes, seems to be the senior sister of Linglong Mountain. ”

"Hehe, the junior brother has good eyesight, and he can see at a glance that the senior sister is a disciple of Linglong Mountain. "That woman is not ambiguous, she is as bold as Senior Sister Qiu, and she is familiar with herself. Seeing him, a strange man, with a smile on his face, without a trace of restraint. Meimu glanced him up and down, and her face showed a strange look.

It seems that she agrees with Qiu Xiaoyan's statement, this male disciple is indeed more handsome than their male disciple of Linglong Mountain.

Zhen Jin secretly sighed that things gather by like, these two senior sisters are obviously similar to each other and call themselves confidants!

"Hehe! It seems that the two of you have fate, Zhen Jin, this senior sister is not small, she is the youngest of the seven precious women of Uncle Yu Linglong, and the most beautiful one, Yu Yumeng, you two will be closer and closer in the future!" Qiu Xiaoyan winked at Zhen Jin, the meaning was self-evident, she was here to match him, Jian Shao's object.

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Yumeng, as her name suggests, she is really extraordinary!" Zhen Jin was slightly stunned, and then understood what she meant, pretending not to know, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zhen is flamboyant, he is not a sincere person at first glance, and he is a little unreliable!" Yu Mengmei glanced at Zhen Jin a few times, and saw that he spoke straightforwardly, not pretentious, and very suitable for his temperament, so she had a good impression.

"It's noon, I'm so hungry, let's go to Linglong Mountain Canteen to eat today, the 'Scar Po Tofu' there is very delicious, and the sea is not enough to reduce hunger!"

When Qiu Xiaoyan said this, Yumeng's face was embarrassed, and he said with a smile: "It's called 'Scar Po Tofu', if our disciples of Linglong Mountain hear it, they won't faint, it's 'Mapo Tofu'." ”

"Scar, pockmark, isn't it the same? Qiu Xiaoyan is a fiery character, just leave, pulling one on the side, Tengyun flew into the air.

Zhen Jin stood at the head of the clouds, speechless for a while, a dish, said so disgusting, can you still eat it?

In less than half an hour, Zhen Jin and her two talked and laughed, and went to Linglong Mountain, the beautiful scenery of this mountain made him dizzy, the flowers are like brocade, even the trees are delicate flowers hanging full of branches, the mountain stones are more peculiar, mostly hollow stones, natural, different shapes, different tastes.

In the grooves of the hollow stone, the moss that grows is colorful and has different shapes, like a natural small bonsai.

Zhen Jin was happy to see this beautiful scenery, his face was full of admiration, and Yu dreamed that he was happy, and he looked proud of the beautiful scenery of Jian Shao. She has a good voice, a beautiful person, and is an excellent talent as a tour guide.

He secretly glanced at Yumeng, his expression moved slightly, just looking at her, it was a beautiful scenery, which overshadowed the surrounding flowers. There is some movement in my heart, if I can really marry her, it will be a salted fish turning over!

And along the way, he occasionally saw some disciples in coarse cloth clothes, with haggard faces, working hard in the beautiful scenery, sweating like rain. These people, Zhen Jin vaguely understood in his heart that they were all outer disciples.

The inner disciples are usually the most idle, and they have nothing else to do except practice, but these outer disciples are different, the entire Aoba Gate, the hard work up and down is theirs, just like a group of long-term coolies, as for the time of cultivation, it is pitiful, and even the exercises they practice are all shoddy exercises that do not enter the stream.

The outer disciples who are lucky enough to advance to the inner disciples are very few, and they are just marginal people struggling in hardship.

Even so, in order to get ahead, there are still many people who try their best to come in as outer disciples and learn some skills, so that they can have a good future when they go out in the future.

Zhen Jin is lucky, there is a drunkard Qiu Jiu who took him in, otherwise he would be so miserable. Seeing them, Zhen Jin's face was gloomy, and he sighed in his heart, he was very sympathetic to the outer disciples, so he didn't have the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery anymore.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, there are countless bitterness hidden in it, which makes people who appreciate it interested.

Qiu Xiaoyan was familiar with the road, and did not need Yumeng to point out the path, so she flew directly to a mountain and lowered the white clouds.

This mountain, the top of the hill is Xiao Ping, build a boxy building, there are doors on the west side, red pillars stand in a forest, red and bright, neat and eye-catching.

As soon as Qiu Xiaoyan entered the door, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Scar Po Tofu, I'm here!"

At this moment, there were many Linglong Mountain disciples eating lunch in the hall, and as soon as they heard this shout, some disciples immediately squirted out the food in their mouths, secretly scolding where did this come from, 'Mountain Han!' so out of tune!

Looking back, everyone stood up in surprise and saluted, the second daughter is a noble status, the daughter of the white-clothed elders on the two mountains, who dares to offend!

Everyone's eyes shifted to the male disciple Zhen Jin who was walking with them, looking at the eyes, they didn't know each other, but the male disciples showed envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Yu Yumeng is Yu Linglong's favorite little daughter, if that male disciple is taken by her and becomes a concubine, it will be a smooth progress, and he will enjoy endless blessings in this life, and the cultivation resources are not only rolling in, but also can walk sideways in the sect, and no one dares to provoke.

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