Someone once taught Ling Motang a sentence: When others complain or laugh at themselves, they must not echo it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She obeyed the teachings.

The old man has deep qualifications, he is qualified to say where the Liuyun Sect is bad, and he is even more qualified to say which elder of the Liuyun Sect is so bad, but Ling Motang can't say anything.

"I'll tell you what to do." The old man sighed helplessly and looked at Ling Motang, who was still kneeling on the ground, and left with his back bent, Ling Motang inexplicably felt that the old man had a sense of heroic twilight, the noon sun was hanging high, but the old man only had helplessness and inseparable cold.

Jing Si Hall reflects the antique sense of historical vicissitudes under the warm sun, the vermilion gate with the paint off reveals a little far away, and the secluded bluestone slab path has been swept over and over again by many Taoist children.

Ling Motang began to understand why the old man kept sweeping the snow and asked the Taoist boys under his door to keep cleaning the courtyard, just because he wanted to clean the snow in his heart.

What the old man said to Ling Motang, whether it was extreme or complaining, Ling Motang remembered every word in his heart, listening to different people and her Liuyun Sect, looking at the behavior and speech of different people, her mind has already depicted the general style and current situation of Liuyun Sect, Liuyun Sect has stood on the Kyushu continent for thousands of years, it is a holy place in the hearts of immortal cultivators, his prosperity has continued to this day, but things have decay and decay is an unchangeable law, the decay of Liuyun Sect is coming, and people with a comfortable heart still don't know it.

It is much better to have the cushion that Qin Xue prepared for Ling Motang on his knees, but his shoulders are a little sore and his waist hurts, it would be better if he could lie on his back to the sky, Ling Motang looked at the bright sun and had nothing to do.

The sparrows hanging on the branches and chirping combed their plump wings, and the fluffy snow chips landed on the ground and startled these timid sparrows, she counted the tired birds that flew through the sky, but Elder Qinghua's face suddenly appeared in front of Ling Motang, Ling Motang was startled and immediately straightened up and greeted Elder Qinghua.

Elder Qinghua took a few books from behind her and put them in front of Ling Motang, she opened the book in confusion, there were some introductions to the various plants and herbs in this continent called "Hundred Grass Rolls", Elder Qinghua looked at her condescendingly, his small eyes smiled: "How do you feel?" ”

Ling Motang thought for a while, and his face was embarrassed: "It's fatal." ”

"Huh." Elder Qinghua smiled clearly: "It seems that you haven't learned to tell the truth yet. His gaze stayed on Ling Motang's knees, and the corner of the cushion had been inadvertently exposed, Ling Motang immediately blocked it with his robe, and smirked at Elder Qinghua.

"What did you say yesterday?" Elder Qinghua ignored Ling Motang's small actions of brushing the hem of his clothes and went straight to the point. Hua Wuwu is Hua Gu's name, and Elder Qinghua is Hua Gu's uncle, so he can naturally call Hua Gu like this, but Ling Motang reacted for a while before saying: "Hua Gu said that I understand why she helped me, but in fact, the disciple doesn't understand very well. ”

Elder Qinghua pinched his white beard and smiled as always: "That's a little understood." ”

Ling Motang didn't like to play word games with the old fox, because she felt that the other party was smarter than herself.

"What did the master here tell you?" Elder Qinghua asked again, not giving Ling Motang time to react, Ling Motang asked rhetorically: "Are you asking the old man who lives here to sweep the floor?" ”

"Nonsense." Elder Qinghua scolded Ling Motang: "That's a Venerable Without Cultivation, even I have to call him a senior uncle in terms of seniority, you should also call him a senior ancestor." "Obediently, the old man really perfectly interprets what it means to be "people should not be disguised".

Venerable Wuxiu's thigh Ling Motang decided to hold it well in the future, her eyes were shining, Elder Qinghua coughed dryly, and Ling Motang returned to the topic: "Venerable Wuxiu said to me that the disciples of Liuyun are all high-spirited and talented. "Can she tell Elder Qinghua what the old man said to her, obviously not.

The smile on Elder Qinghua's face became more and more strange: "I'm not old, but I have a lot of eyes. One sentence broke the facts of Ling Motang's nonsense.

Elder Qinghua sighed: "Uncle Shi is probably unwilling, so you should remember that when you see your master in the future, you must be respectful and not slack." ”

Ling Motang felt that Elder Qinghua must have a purpose in punishing her to kneel here, could it be that Elder Qinghua wanted to knock her into the Meditation Hall and be close to the Venerable Cultivator?

"Look at these books, don't let them live up to the good time." Elder Qinghua threw his sleeves away, Ling Motang couldn't figure out the purpose of Elder Qinghua coming to her today, just that, she was a little fox who hadn't practiced to the house or fought with an old fox who had practiced for thousands of years, after all, Jiang was still old and spicy.

Ling Motang shook his head and looked at the "Hundred Grass Rolls" in his hand, time passed quietly in a flash, and in the evening, Qin Xue sent dinner and the pill given by Hua Gu, but he survived two days and two nights in one go.

On the last night, Shen Yuan appeared in front of her for the second time, the wine in his water bag had been replaced with warm tea, Ling Motang complained in a low voice with some regret: "Actually, the wine that night is still delicious." ”

Shen Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he said mockingly: "People like you still don't waste wine." Ling Motang felt that it must have been her nonsense that night that scared Shen Yuan, and Shen Yuan must have thought that her Ling Motang was very bad.

Under the moon, Shen Yuan sat cross-legged opposite her.

Ling Motang pursed his lips and bent upward, staring at Shen Yuan with a smile: "When are you going to leave Liuyun?" After saying this, she regretted it, she always felt as if she was giving an eviction order, and what was even more ridiculous was that she was a dispensable idle person in the Liuyun Sect.

However, Ling Motang was indeed curious, Shen Yuan was here to participate in Liuyun's sacrifice, although the sacrifice failed, it was over, why did he stay in Liuyun and not leave.

"Want me to go?" Shen Yuan's narrow phoenix eyes were cold and compelling, and Ling Motang immediately denied it: "How can it, I just envy you." ”

"Huh?" His nasal and sexy voice rose, and Ling Motang arched his back hand to support his chin: "Come and go freely, life is worry-free, and everyone respects you, this is the life I want." He was dressed in great glory, standing at the center of the crowd of 10,000 people, and was held high by the people, while the insignificant Ling Motang stood outside the dense crowd with only envy.

Shen Yuan let out an extremely mocking chuckle: "So what? ”

Oh my God, if he could be like Shen Yuan, Ling Motang would wake up laughing from his dreams, and he actually said "So what?" "Shen Yuan is a full man who doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry, and Ling Motang is lacking, he was born with it, so he doesn't think so.

Someone asked: Is it really happy to be rich?

Ling Motang smiled: Of course you are happy when you have money, it's so refreshing!

Ling Motang looked at him seriously: "You are really not satisfied." Shen Yuan was angry again, looked at Ling Motang with a black face, brushed his sleeves and said coldly to her: "Superficial." "If you don't agree with a word, the boat that just sat down will capsize.