Chapter 475: The Pearl of the South China Sea

Diya is dressed very neatly, with a high neckline, wearing a long skirt, waiting outside the Spring Building, this is what the master told her, she will wear such clothes when she goes out in the future, as for being at home, she can be casual, she doesn't know why, however, Diya is a very obedient child.

Mo Wentian is wearing white clothes with gold edges this time, the clothes are still dark patterns of eight phoenix peonies, red forbidden steps, and eight phoenixes spit beads and tassel hairpins on his head, which is even more elegant.

"I've seen Uncle Shi. Seeing Mo Wentian coming, he hurriedly saluted.

"Diya, you came early, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"I'm not hungry. Diya clicked her mouth, obviously not careful.

"Your master is really picky, let you come to me to eat, Piaolin, make two bowls of jade shoots and shredded pork noodles for your senior sister Diya. Mo Wentian shouted.

"Okay. Hua Piaolin responded.

After a while, two small bowls of delicate shredded pork noodles were served. In front of Mo Wentian is a big pot of stewed meat, and then Hua Piaolin, Jinghua, and land rats also come over to eat together, Mo Wentian likes high tables, and high stools, the table is very large, everyone eats together lively, I don't like that kind of case, a person sits there and eats elegantly, and the sense of ritual of eating is very full.

"Diya, this Hua Piaolin is your master's own nephew, raised since childhood, just like your own son, you have to call your brother. Mo Wentian pointed at Hua Piaolin and said.

"Diya has seen her brother. ”

"Okay, you're welcome. Hua Piaolin said mechanically, and at the same time was a little confused, what is this, call Uncle Mo Tianshi, call me brother, how can I count it as a generation worse than myself.

"This is your sister-in-law, named Jinghua. As for this one, let's call it my brother, his sister is a true disciple, and you are also a true disciple, and you will be a sister in the future, so it's a bit messy to call his uncle. Mo Wentian said.

"You know, aren't you and I just messing up?" Hua Piaolin said.

"You go and ask your aunt what she thinks, your aunt asked her to call it that, otherwise, let's change it, Diya, you will call me brother in the future." Mo Wentian said.

"Don't dare, it's hard to disobey the teacher's order. ”

"Look, Diya doesn't make sense here, you can only find your aunt. Mo Wentian laughed.

"Hua Shao, maybe Mo Shao will take down your aunt, and my brother will become an uncle in the future, hahaha, I feel good when I think about it. The land rat laughed.

"You dead rat, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll strangle you. Hua Piaolin's face turned red.

"Uncle Shi, is that meat delicious?" Di Ya didn't listen to what they said at all, her eyes stared at the big plate in front of Mo Wentian and gurgled around.

"Still eating, your brother Piaolin is a master, the boiled water he boils is better than others, not to mention the cooked meat, what's wrong, you want to eat meat?"

"yes, I'm really growing now. ”

"It's not beautiful when you're fat. ”

"Isn't Uncle Shi also quite thin?"

"Hahaha, that makes sense, come and give you a big one. ”

After eating, Mo Wentian first went around the garden in the spring and looked at the progress and quality. After a while, two law enforcement elders from the outer courtyard came over, saying that they would stay here for a long time, so as not to destroy the landmark building of Chunmanlou. Mo Wentian hurriedly said a few polite words, and the two law enforcement elders were quite kind and polite. Diya followed Mo Wentian step by step, and wherever Mo Wentian went, Diya went. Mo Wentian walked outside after reading it, and Diya also followed behind him.

"Diya, what are you doing with me, you can play here for a while if you want to, if you don't want to play, you will practice in Huaqianlou, a little girl's house, run and play with me, is it fun?"

"My master asked me to follow you, and filming others will affect your mood, and the law enforcement elder was also sent by her, for fear that someone will come over to make trouble and affect your mood. Diya said.

"Follow me all day, you don't cultivate. Mo Wentian stopped and said.

"I practice at night. Diya smiled sweetly. Diya can be said to have risen one step higher, from a sparrow to a golden phoenix, everything is beautiful, and everything is happy.

"Your master, that old girl, is just nonsense. Mo Wentian frowned and said.

"It was Uncle Nangong's idea. Diya said.

"Is it an old girl?"

"How do you know? It's not old, it's beautiful. Diya said.

Entering the Tibetan scripture building, it was full of students reading books, very quiet, Mo Wentian found an empty desk, sat down cross-legged, Diya quickly found the jade slip and brocade book he read for Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian walked cross-legged and really looked, Diya prepared a pot of tea for Mo Wentian, and he also took out the jade slip that Hua Qiansui gave himself and sat opposite Mo Wentian to kneel opposite Mo Wentian and really look.

"Do you say let Diya follow? Don't let this little villain run away. Nangong Liu said.

"Don't worry, Diya calls him uncle, he doesn't even have the possibility of joking nonsense, there must be rules, let's go. "You haven't been in contact with him, you don't know him.

"You've been in contact with him for two days, and you'll understand?" Nangong Liu said.

"It's called acquaintance at first sight. Hua Qiansui smiled happily, talking to her best friend, there was nothing to hide from each other.

"It's so beautiful for you, I'll stay here for two days, and stop that old guy from Mo Shangsang, it's really that good to press a guy?"

"You haven't seen it before, but if you see it, you like it. ”

"Well, if it's really good, you have to share it. Nangong Liu said jokingly.

"You don't care, he is already eight ladies, not one of you, you just want to pass that level in your heart. What kind of material did you say was better for Xiao Langjun to make a dress. Hua Qiansui said.

"This has evolved to making clothes for other people?"

"At that time, he beat Pi Lihu, and the head of Pi Lihu who was beaten with the staff of the witch king broke blood, saying that blood was splattered on his clothes, and he planned to make Pi Lihu pay for it, so I stopped him and promised to make him a dress. Pi Lihu was only a peripheral member of the Wuling Gang, and he didn't have much money, so his clothes couldn't be valued at all. Hua Qiansui said.

"You, you are soft-hearted, if you directly refused and scolded Mo Shangsang at the beginning, you wouldn't be so embarrassed now. ”

"I see, isn't that changing? What materials did you say to make a dress for him?" Hua Qiansui asked Nangong Liu.

"Is it okay for our Xuangong immortal hemp, it is that green immortal hemp, which is the favorite of male cultivators, soft and delicate, which is not available in the mortal world. Nangong Liu said.

"What he is wearing now is the silk of the Xuan Silkworm and the Golden Silkworm, which is already a divine product, our Qingxian Ma is said to be a fairy hemp, can it be compared with the Xuan Silk and the Golden Silk?

"This guy is really rich. Do you usually wear this?"

"He said he had 800 of those clothes. I guess it's blown, but it's definitely not a piece. ”

"That's only Qingxian wood, if you pick up the bark, you have to go secretly, the old guy Guan Tianhe is very stubborn, forget it, the good guy will do it to the end, I will steal a piece for you, it is estimated that the old man Guan can blow up when he finds his hair." After saying that, hahaha Yufeng left, this time Nangong Liu wore trousers and restrained the skirt with a belt.

The green immortal wood is infinitely close to the immortal product, and the pale blue robe made is very beautiful.

"How many peonies and how many phoenixes do you show?" asked Nangong Liu.

"Eight flowers, eight flowers. That's what his clothes look like. ”

"If you weren't stupid, you wouldn't have a place? You have to embroider nine flowers and nine flowers, and ninety-nine will be one, and this is the Great Perfection. ”

"Why don't I embroider you too, ten flowers and ten of them?"

"you, your heart is floating, and my heart is like a rock. Nangong Liu said.

"Then you still embroider mandarin ducks and play in the water?"

The two of them frolicked for a while, Hua Qiansui thought about it for a long time, and embroidered nine flowers and nine flowers, ninety-nine to one.

Time is half a month, this half a month is surprisingly calm, Mo Wentian goes to the Tibetan Scripture Building every day to read, Di Ya accompanies him all day, Mo Wentian sometimes gives Di Ya a point out the confusion of cultivation, and the explanation is even more exquisite and profound than Hua Qiansui, which makes Hua Qiansui surprised, and encourages Di Ya to ask Mo Wentian more.

Mo Shangsang came over a few times, was blocked back by Hua Qiansui, and finally left disappointed, Hua Qiansui even gave Mo Shangsang the power to be in charge of the outer door, which was originally the power of the Great Elder, Mo Shangsang began to play hob meat again, saying that he needed to retreat, there was no time, please the second elder bother. The matter was resolved satisfactorily.

The Wuling Gang originally made a big move, but as a result, the law enforcement elders of the outer gate were in charge of Chunmanyuan, and they were so angry that they helped Zi Meisheng to thunder, but there was no way, this was an acre and three points of land in the Xuangong Palace in the west, and they had no choice but to give up.

One day, Mo Wentian stood in the pavilion to admire the flowing clouds in the sky, and Di Ya stood on the side, Mo Wentian pointed out to him the changes in the forehead of the clouds and the mystery of the sun piercing the clouds. Diya is a dense vein, the so-called mist is the blending of clouds and light, and it is not possible to practice bitterly, but also need to be understood.

"Mo Daoyou is very leisurely, why didn't you have a Taoist companion with you?"

Mo Wentian looked at it, it turned out to be Mo Shangsang, and now Mo Shangsang is dressed cleanly, with a pale yellow robe, his hair is not messy, and there is a jade hairpin inserted on it, although he is still old and his hair is gray, but the whole person has shown a kind of dusty elegance.

Beside him, there was a female cultivator, who was not pretty, but very attractive, and belonged to the kind that became more and more charming the more you looked at it. The female cultivator saw Mo Wentian's sharp gaze and hurriedly lowered her head.

Mo Wentian looked at the two of them for a while, nodded secretly, these two can be considered to be Taoist couples, so he said: "It's not because of you, you tell me about you, a great elder, you are lazy and pick up girls, and throw a lot of them to my family, so that the one in my family doesn't even have time to take the apprentice, Diya, this is Mo Shang Sang Mo's uncle, come and see it." ”

"I've seen Uncle Mo!" Di Ya actually didn't like Mo Shangsang very much, because he chased after his master indiscriminately, and she hated that kind of person very much, but Mo Wentian said that she was a good child.

"No courtesy, no courtesy. Mo Shangsang's face was still a little unnatural.

"Forget about the gifts, what about the gifts, my children are expensive. ”

"This, I will give a piece at the time of the apprenticeship ceremony. ”

"That's two different things. Mo Wentian said shamelessly.

"Every time I provoke you, I'm the one who is unlucky. Gotcha, I'm scared of you. This is a merman's tear, given to Diya's nephew. "Mo Wentian exuded an aura of reincarnation, and reversing reincarnation was much stronger than his specious time supernatural power. Although Mo Wentian's cultivation is low, Mo Wentian's soul power is very strong, and he can feel that it is more domineering than him.

"This is almost, the pearl of the South China Sea is full of tears, and the moon shines on the red face, this is the legendary sister-in-law?"

Seeing Mo Wentian's sharp eyes, Mo Shangsang had an inexplicable panic, this has nothing to do with cultivation, but power, or evil spirit, Mo Wentian became the patriarch of the Xuanying branch at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and killed countless people in just a few years.