Successive robberies have been reborn, and all feelings have been robbed to get rid of the sea of suffering. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is no sword and sword shadow, no thunder and fire, as long as you can be unmoved in the long years between life and death.

Walking in the world and increasing the experience of red dust is of great benefit to the improvement of cultivation, but walking around, there are too many people you meet, and you may encounter the demon of your life, and you will ruin your life as soon as you appear.

Therefore, some great witches would rather choose to do penance in the mountains than fall into the red dust.

For example, the great witch of the Secret Whisper Hall now.

Dongwu has rules, as a disciple, he only teaches the basic skills of controlling ghosts, and he generally only uses aura to attack, like Shen Yaohua's style of playing with spells and auxiliary spirits is not taboo, but he also does not encourage disciples to use it.

Because after all, they have a short learning time, an unstable temperament, and unstable spells, so it is easy for them to miss. It's not a good thing to hurt ordinary souls and people.

Regarding Shen Yaohua's little trick of 'self-realization', Dawu did not praise or depreciate, and lightly exposed the past.

After that, the disciples had to go out of the mountain once every three or five days, and most of the time there were witches with them, only Shen Yaohua did not have the protection of the witches, not to mention, she also had to protect others.

The Great Witch slowly increased the number of people for her, from three, four, to six, seven.

At some point under the mountain, there were endless demons and ghosts, and the disciples walked farther and farther, sometimes sneaking into the town, and then quietly leaving after solving the ghosts.

Running back and forth for several days, in fact, what to do is just a matter of raising hands, the disciples often eat and sleep in the open, many people have complaints, and when they are assigned to go down the mountain, their actions are sluggish, and their faces are depressed.

But the great witch is only like he can't see, so he can do whatever he wants.

In a trance, it turned from autumn to winter, and Shen Yaohua's frightened Luo Jingnian did not come, the mysterious woman did not know where she went, Xuanyuan Du did not inquire about any results, and lived in her spiritual pool on weekdays, bathing in the majesty and righteousness of the great mountain god.

Seeing that the New Year was about to end, the disciples who had been running around for half a year not only did not have time to rest, but became even busier.

Shen Yaohua is used to taking people, everything has words first, and she takes care of each other in case of trouble, who doesn't listen to anyone who doesn't do it, and who is unlucky and then goes to tell right and wrong, then she is not welcome.

There are a total of ten people in her group, including Zhan Xianxian, An Chunxi, and Qi Lele......

In short, it was the disciple who told her that she would not be saved when she saw death.

She has always wanted to be in a group with Liu Yuan'er, but not only can she not be in a group, but it is difficult to even meet.

On this day, they arrived at Mozhong City, which was a hundred miles away from Moyang City, and Moyang City was the place where Shen Yaohua and Moyi Xiaobai were separated.

"I wonder how Moyi Xiaobai is doing now?"

Shen Yaohua's mind came to mind the appearance of Moyi Xiaobai who was as cold as water and as radiant as jade. Now three years have passed, and I don't know what he will become, maybe he has married and had children.

She looked around, followed by a string of listless disciples, all of them were unkempt, causing passers-by to stop frequently, the disciples couldn't raise their heads in shame, only Shen Yaohua was alone to enjoy the scenery and enjoy the scenery, and talked with Xuanyuan Du with his thoughts.

Xuanyuan Du smiled lightly: "If you want to find him, why don't you find someone to inquire, maybe Moyi Xiaobai is not what it used to be, and you can also follow some light and add some color, so as not to be so embarrassing and eye-catching." ”

"They are willing to look at them, and they have never seen the world when they see them."

Shen Yaohua pursed his lips and touched his hair, dusted off his clothes, and felt that he was at most a servant of the dust, and he was not embarrassed.

"Where are you going to stay tonight?"

Xuanyuan Du really felt helpless, Dongwu was too harsh on his disciples, he only brought some dry food when he traveled, if he went far, he basically had to rely on food to get by, and naturally there was no inn to sleep in at night, and it was lucky to find a dilapidated house and a temple to live in.

Ten female disciples, one of them changed into clothes on their backs, all of them were penniless, and after eating the cakes, they ate wild fruits and game, and if they really didn't have anything to eat, they were either hungry, so they had to go to the fate like a monk, or they were regarded as liars, or they met liars.

In short, there were bitter tears all the way.

Shen Yaohua looked back at the group of dejected disciples behind him, grabbed his hair and said helplessly: "Where else can I sleep, sleeping on the streets." ”

A baby who has never touched money since she was a child, what good ideas do you expect her to come up with?

Xuanyuan Du said helplessly: "You always let them suffer like you, no wonder they refuse to agree with you until now." ”

Not only are they tired, but Shen Yaohua is even more tired.

Shen Yaohua was not at ease, so he often quietly kept vigil from midnight to dawn, slept for more than two hours every night, and hurried with them during the day.

Every time I went to 'turn into a relationship', it was Shen Yaohua who changed the household with a shy face, and they watched from a distance, with indifferent faces.

If it was just herself, she wouldn't have opened that mouth and sold that face when she starved to death.

She did a lot of things silently, some of them knew and some didn't, but their attitudes didn't really change.

Shen Yaohua didn't care, but he was a little uncomfortable.

She was alone when they met, she had suffered a lot, suffered a lot, suffered a lot, suffered a lot, and suffered a lot, not to mention anything else, but the kind of suffering of not having enough to eat, no warmth, and no place to shelter had already suffered so much, and now she should not suffer it anymore.

At that time, she was just a little girl who didn't know anything and didn't know anything, and just came out of the mountains, and now she is the most outstanding disciple of the Dongwu Secret Language Hall.

"You wait here for a moment."

Xuanyuan Du said a word and left, and after a while, he floated back and said as I said.

Shen Yaohua followed Xuanyuandu's instructions in confusion, and the other disciples followed her, and the group sniffed the aroma of food wafting from the restaurant, slowly walked through the streets and alleys, and walked around for a long time before they came to a large manor.

Zhuangzi leans on the lake, the lake is full of weeping willows, because it is the middle of winter, although it is located in the south, the leaves are also half yellow, the north wind blows, it will brush and fall a piece.

The gray wall of the Zhumen Gate of the Zhuangyuan is extraordinary, and the two huge stone lions at the door look very mighty.

As soon as Shen Yaohua stood in front of the courtyard gate, he was blown up by the cool breeze blowing from the lake.

"Go knock on the door and say you can save their little boy."

Xuanyuan Du secretly instructed a few words, Shen Yaohua was stunned when he heard it, and instructed the other disciples to wait for her by the lake, and slowly rubbed Zhu Menyi and gently pulled the cold and heavy door knocker.

Because of her apprehension, she knocked on the door very lightly, who would have thought that she just gently pulled the knocker twice and knocked it, and an old and tired voice immediately sounded in the door.

"Who?"