There is a lingering love story in ancient times, but no matter how lingering the love story is, it can't stop the ground dew flower from being listed as "forbidden to plant" by the monks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info plus the ground dew flower is still some effect, picking and picking will not be extinct in the world, Rao is Xie Zongyu can say a word well-informed, and he knows very little about the ground dew flower, not to mention how to solve it.

The two cultivators of the ruthless way, you look at me, I look at you, one is thinking in his heart: double cultivation is only, anyway, I am ruthless sword, and the other thinks: under the premise of not shaking the ruthless sword, it is not impossible. Thinking so, the two glanced at each other, Ye Hanzhang smiled like a lotus pond blown by the evening breeze in midsummer, and the slanting sun held up by the clear waves on the pages was very refreshing: "Senior Brother Zongyu, if we take a look around, there may not be no way to crack it." ”

Xie Zongyu nodded, they all cultivated ruthlessly, it was best not to double cultivate. No one knows if the double cultivation will have an impact on their cultivation, and there is nothing more important than cultivation on the Great Dao: "You go to the left and I go to the right, and if you want to touch anything, you must first look at it." ”

"Okay."

The two of them are to the left and to the right, and on the left is the display shelf, where some ornaments are placed, which seem to be antiquities, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation, so it can be seen that they are just mundane things. On the right, there are scrolls and a few boxes, Xie Zongyu walked over, most of the scrolls are very old, but there are no traces of being bitten by insects and ants, which shows that they are well protected. The materials of several boxes are also very ordinary, it is the camphor wood and elm wood commonly used in the world, the camphor wood is not carved, but the copper parts are made of excellent materials, the workmanship is also exquisite and meticulous, and even the copper buttons are carved with fine patterns. The elm has landscape patterns, and the characters are mostly painted with only a few strokes, but the brushstrokes are free and smooth, and the rhyme is very high and broad.

Xie Zongyu first took a book and opened it to read it, and found that it had nothing to do with cultivation, and it was a book of words in the world. No matter how many volumes I flipped, I couldn't see the master's preferences, there were all kinds of words, including those who talked about the ordinary people in the market, those who talked about the emperors of the mortal world, and those who talked about favors and grievances. Because of these words, Xie Zongyu basically concluded that there was no danger in the contents of the box.

However, he was still very cautious to sacrifice the defensive magic weapon first, and then opened one of the camphor wood chests in the air. The copper button was gently pulled, the lid of the box was opened upward, and a bright light bloomed, and the bright light quickly dissipated, and after the bright light dissipated, there was a five- or six-year-old child sitting cross-legged on the camphor wood box with limbs like snow lotus and eyes like black crystals.

The child wore red bracelets on both hands, and although he didn't know the texture, he looked extraordinary. As soon as the child opened his eyes, he saw Xie Zongyu, with a small mouth like tender red petals, and he looked like he was about to cry, but he didn't cry in the end, but said softly to Xie Zongyu: "I have three questions for you, if you answer correctly, you can get treasures, and if you answer wrong, stay and play with me." ”

"Can I not answer?"

"If you don't answer, stay and play with me." After the child finished speaking, his black crystal-like eyes turned up slightly, as if he was thinking about what question to ask, and after a while, he looked at Xie Zongyu and said, "First question, what color is the sky?" ”

Xie Zongmei: ......

He had to thank the more truthful physicists he had met in those years as emperor: "The sky has no color. ”

"Then why am I seeing blue?"

"That's the second question?"

The kid shook his head and said "no", seeing that Xie Zongmei didn't answer, he asked the second question with a pout: "The second question, will the position of the stars change?" ”

"Yes."

"The third question, what is the highest in the world?"

"Dao."

These three questions are not difficult, but they make Xie Zongyu seem to see something, the question asked by this child is very similar to that issued by a Taoist with the name "Poor Reason" many years ago. From Emperor Yongxuan's point of view, he was an excellent magician, who could learn well in the world if he didn't practice the Tao, and maybe he would become a generation of masters and the founder of magic.

"Okay, congratulations, you've got the treasure." The child jumped off the camphor wooden box, took the initiative to climb into Xie Zongyu's arms, and then because it was not very comfortable, he said to Xie Zongyu, "Don't you even know how to hold a child?" ”

Xie Zongmei: ......

It always felt a little wrong.

But it's a little unclear what is wrong.

"Senior Brother Zongyu, if the Earth Dew Flower and Tianlin Wood are useful, we should ...... them now. However, it's been a long time since we've been in and we're still sober. But this child's origin is worth scrutinizing. Ye Hanzhang couldn't help but want to reach out and poke the child, but was dodged by the child, and was looked at by the child with the eyes of the big demon king.

The child said, "My name is Lu Changlin." ”

"Lu?" Xie Zongyu frowned for a moment, then looked at the child's eyebrows a few times, "What does the poor Taoist have to do with you?" ”

"My father."

"What about Wushan Daojun?"

"Oh my mother."

Ye Hanzhang: "Senior Brother Zongyu, this is not what you just said, how can the two monks who formed a double cultivation because of the Earth Dew Flower and the Tianlin Wood have a child?" This...... This story has been clear for tens of thousands of years, how can there be such a young child? ”

Seeing Ye Hanzhang's face full of surprise and disbelief, Xie Zongmei didn't know how to answer, because he also wanted to know the answers to these questions, so he looked at Lu Changlin: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know, but I don't feel like I've been locked up for long. Dad played hide and seek with me, and I hid in the box. "So...... What to answer three questions and give treasures and the like, it is completely Lu Changlin's casual nonsense, of course, Lu Changlin also asked the poor Taoist in the past.

"In what year did the Poor Dao Jun ascend?"

"There is no detailed record, only about 40,000 years ago."

"Does that mean I've been locked up in a box for 40,000 years?" Lu Changlin was about to cry, but before he cried, he looked around, saw that he couldn't see anything, and then held back his eyes, hugged Xie Zongyu's neck and buried it sullenly next to Xie Zongyu's ear, "Then you are not my father, although he likes to change his face, he will not call himself a poor Taoist, nor will he let the house fall into dust." ”

"You recognize the wrong person, how can I be a poor Taoist." Xie Zongyu breathed a sigh of relief, this ion can be handed over to the sect again, the poor Li Daojun and the Taiyi Sect tens of thousands of years ago are also considered old, although now the Taiyi Sect has no predecessors who are familiar with the poor Li Daojun, but the derivation of the number of techniques given to the Taiyi Sect by the poor Li Daojun is still shining, and this good Taiyi Sect still remembers it very well.

"However, if it weren't for my father, it would be impossible to open the box, and it would be impossible to crack the glass powder outside."

Xie Zongyu: What the hell?

#天上掉下个大胖儿子#

#朕可是连女修小手都还没拉过#

#朕其实是清白的#

#不不不, I am not the reincarnation of a poor Taoist monarch#