Why practice?

Xun Yu in the past once asked the man like this, and he replied: "It's like a fish swimming in the water, a bird flying high, a gopher burrowing, and a hairy monkey climbing a tree,... This... A monk is to practice. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Then why do you practice?

The man asked rhetorically, and Xun Yu also replied: "Naturally, it is for immortality." ”

For Xun Yu of the Xiuzhen Continent, knowing the cultivation, knowing the spells, and knowing the immortals, why not try, why not be curious.

After all, human life is so short, but heaven and earth are so long, all good things can not be seen, and they will leave regrets?

Of course, Xun Yu, who was pursuing immortality at that time, was already dead, and he was burned in the fire, naturally leaving regrets.

"Therefore, there is a difference between living forever for the sake of immortality and immortality for the sake of pursuing beautiful things." She muttered, and with a flip of the palm in her sleeve, the edict was withdrawn.

Xun Yu took back this edict for the time being, but she was not pedantic.

If the situation was really critical, she could take out this talisman immediately, and it would be refined in an instant. After all, she was already able to control this edict freely, and the inheritance of the divine throne was simple.

She immersed her consciousness in the Tao Sutra and inquired about the edict.

She wanted to see what the black chains of luck were up to. She felt that this thing was not like what it seemed, it could only suppress luck.

It looks like a focused touch, but I don't care about what I'm hearing anymore.

Yiqing in the audience sat on a chair at this time, and there were two people on the side, one serving tea and the other holding a plate. There were a few salivating preserves on the plate, but he had no intention of eating them.

"The young master's words are naturally good, post them out, and give these Wei people insight."

"That's nature, this Wei country is not good at lyrics, and naturally the charm of this lyrics and songs is not comparable to that rhythmic poem."

Yiqing listened to the words of the subordinate, shook his head lightly, and pretended to be disdainful: "What do you two know, this poem and song has its own charm, and it can be posted this time, or Miss Xun is humble." ”

The two people hurriedly apologized, and at this time, the posted words also came.

"When is the spring flowers and autumn moon, the past ......"

When the two people heard this, they hurriedly patted their ass and said: "The young master is amazing, this poem is really good, better than those who have done it, the young master is ...... talented."

His face slowly became stiff.

“…… This is a word made by Xunyu of Yangfu, and he gave a word card, and he called it Yu Meiren......" The scholar who recited the words said loudly.

When the two subordinates heard this, their voices stopped abruptly.

Wait, did they hear it wrong, how does it seem that this word was made by Xunyu of Yangfu?

“… Let's go. Yiqing was silent for a while, and left with two people to hide their faces.

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Du Dan, the flowering period...... Flower Defeat Period......

Lily, flowering period...... Flower Defeat Period......

Daisy, flowering period...... Flower Defeat Period......

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Xun Yu's consciousness is constantly shuttling through the memory of the edict of the lord of the hundred flowers, which records most of the seasons when the flowers bloom and wither, which is also the daily work of the flower fairy.

But she ignored all of this, and only looked at the big and small things that were recorded.

Filthy Qi Jian - the treasure of filthy luck, let your luck be bruised, but also transform Heide, the treasure of the ancient god of the filthy pool.

That's it, Xun Yu opened his eyes.

In this edict, the record of the filthy qi is unexpectedly detailed, just because this filthy qi is very powerful, after the death of the ancient god of filthy Tan, the real usage disappeared from the world.

I don't know where the Hundred Flowers Fairy got it, but every time she tries to use this treasure, she has to use the talisman to protect the Dharma body from being contaminated by the filthy qi.

"I see." These memories of filthy qi identification are very large, and most of them are stolen by the Hundred Flowers Fairy and thrown into the mortal world, secretly investigating the utility.

Xun Yu doesn't need to see it completely, but he also knows the functions of this filthy qi jian, there are two main ones, one of which is to transform qi luck into black virtue.

The second is this filthy chain, a way to seal the luck.

She frowned and checked, Fu Zhaowangqi could only be used with all her strength, and she saw that the cyan mountain peak above her head had been completely sealed, and there was still a trace of blood-red qi around the filthy chain.

Originally, a few lines of dark luck, which could not even climb this peak, have now been forcibly attached to it, and the cyan mountain peak shook several times, but it could not be shaken off.

Xun Yu didn't know why, looking at the mountain peak, he felt a little distressed.

"It's me, I'm her, is it feeling sorry for myself?"

Xun Yu shook her head, now not only her own luck has been sealed, but even some help is missing, such as the red chain from the Liu Mansion, which was supposed to lock the dark luck, but now it has also disappeared.

Looking at the Yang Mansion again, the Yang Mansion was originally connected to Xun Yu's luck, and with this help, it had been transformed from the Red Mansion to the Yellow Mansion, and at this time, the Tude above the Yang Mansion Station had returned to the red qi.

Not only that, but some of those who intersected with Xun Yu were implicated.

She thought about the door, and the departing Yiqing looked at it, when Xun Yu promised to go to Taihuang Mountain with him, there was a trace of green qi on this pale yellow luck, but now there is no trace.

This luck seal seems to be able to temporarily and completely suppress the help of luck on her head.

But what's the use?

Xun Yu thought about it in his heart, and naturally understood the sinister intentions of this Hundred Flowers Fairy.

Her eyes flickered, this Hundred Flowers Fairy just wasn't ready for a way to recapture the edict, but when she was ready, she would naturally come back.

So far, there is only one way for her to do it, so she immersed her mind in the fourth page of the Taoist Sutra and worked hard to understand it.

At this time, the Yang Mansion had also received a notice that Xun Yu's words had been posted.

Unlike what the person who announced the notice imagined, everyone just glanced at him lightly, and responded in a light tone: "Oh, has the lord won again?" ”

Sounds like a no-brainer.

That person slandered, this Xun Yu is now not compared to a poem, but a word. Not only that, but even the topic is thought of by the other party, do you want to be so confident?

However, the old lady saw this person's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Shangjun is brilliantly written, and victory is deserved, but it is better to inform him." She glanced at Xiu'er.

Xiu'er ignored it and hurriedly gave the man a small bag of broken silver.

The man hurriedly took it with a smile and said a few more pleasant words before leaving.

Suddenly, the old lady's heart jumped.

Her face remained unchanged, but she hurriedly pinched the broken talisman in her sleeve and looked up.

I saw that the luck of my house had decayed again, and I looked at Shangjun again, and the three zhang green qi was firmly trapped by the filthy qi.

This anger was so filthy that the old lady felt dizzy when she looked at it, and just wanted to say something, she hurriedly let go of the edict and leaned back in her chair.

I feel sick and bored.