The more and more people gathered in the square, Lingqing felt that Senior Brother Shengyang had changed, she could sense Senior Brother Shengyang's fiery heart at the moment, but when we met today, she couldn't feel that heart, but instead she was looking for something to talk to Shengyangjun, and she also asked and answered, and she was cold as she spoke, and Ouyang Yan, who was sitting on the side, kept pouting and didn't say a word. Invisibly, Lingqing felt that he was very redundant.

In this way, the atmosphere condensed for a while, and all kinds of floats on the square finally came into battle, and Ouyang Yan seemed to want to prove that something was deliberate. She pulled Shengyangjun and said in surprise in the direction she was pointing: "Where is my sister?"

In fact, there is no need to point out, Lingqing saw the people on the float when the float of Taixuanzong came in, Ouyang Mei and Liu Menglan, the two people she knew, and the rest seemed to be newcomers in the sect. But all of them are happy. In fact, Lingqing is also eager to participate in such an event.

Liu Menglan is still in the foundation building period, and she must have eaten Dingyan Dan, otherwise she is now a proper middle-aged beautiful woman.

While...... While...... While...... A long bell rang in the square.

The two rows of fairies on the left and right flew slowly and neatly with flower baskets, and where they flew, flowers hovered and floated down from the sky, and before they fell to the ground, they were snatched up by the monks or visitors present.

Lingqing originally wanted to ask the Holy Yang Monarch why these people were shooting flowers, but when he turned his eyes, he found that the Saint Yang Jun next to him had already been empty. Lingqing subconsciously searched for it, and found that Ouyang Yan was pulling the Holy Yang Jun to bathe in the petal rain. A feeling of loneliness and soreness hit my heart. Renoko was among them, and his cousin was pulling the fairy, almost hugging Reinoko. More and more flowers fell, and the small raindrops solidified in the sky were falling in a stream, and the monks were like flowers and plants, hungry and thirsty like nectar after a long drought, waiting for Gan Ling to land.

Ling Qing looked at the scene in front of him lonely, feeling that his whole person was excluded from the ocean of joy. Even if the spiritual liquid fell from the sky outside, she was not uncommon, just sitting stupidly like that. My heart was empty, staring ahead.

I don't know when, the boy and girl holding flowers entered the square with a garland, and each of them held the flag of the Valley of Flowers and entered the Valley of Flowers in an orderly manner. At this time, the guests also returned to their seats. The girl in the sky stepped on the auspicious clouds, her clothes fluttered, and she held the pipa, first saluting in all directions, and the melodious song of the pipa resounded throughout the square. Qing Lingling's dancing posture makes a neat and consistent sound, with the pipa, wonderful and beautiful.

Lingqing felt that this trip was really worthwhile, and she was now trying to forget the feeling of the scene that had just happened. So I didn't notice any changes around me. In front of him, like a slender butterfly dancing and letting him change, it seems that the mystery is in it, the float performances of the major sects, the fairies in the sky scattering flowers, Lingqing's eyes are dizzying, and he did not forget to leave his seat half a step during the period, until a person wearing a big red Xuanyi, Lingqing noticed that the monks in this parlor where she was went to the square. She was left alone to sit here.

She lamented that she had lived to be more than 80 years old, and she had really failed to be a human being. She is now in the past, will she be left behind. The contradictions of the time were immediately ruled out by her, and she came only to watch, not for the treasure.

The official appointment and dismissal ceremony of the sect went smoothly. Lingqing can see clearly, whether it is the Yuan Infant Period or the Yudan Period, they all have more or less a little desire, and the desire of the foundation building period is even more obvious. I don't know what they crave. Could it be the Hundred Flowers Order, Lingqing feels funny when he thinks about it.

Let's not talk about what the Hundred Flowers Order does and what benefits it can bring, in front of so many elites, openly get the Hundred Flowers Order, and then if you want to cultivate quietly, you will put a question mark. Even if there is a great opportunity, when you lose your Dao heart and become obsessed with foreign objects, you are still a pile of dry bones. It's plain and annoying. Lingqing felt that this deal was not cost-effective. Completely lost his thoughts about the Hundred Flowers Order. So he sat there alone and watched coldly.

Finally waited for the Hundred Flowers Order to appear. Lingqing could perceive that when he heard the appearance of the Hundred Flowers Order, the people in the square were almost breathing in unison. Lingqing only thought it was funny. She wanted to see how to find someone destined for Baihualing, how to find someone who was destined, in the cultivation realm, the means and skills were endless. She was very curious, how to choose the destined person for this hundred flowers order, and what to do if she was selected. Really curious. She had a hunch that it must not be a good thing.

Ling Qingjing stared at the movement in the square, and suddenly a warm hand patted her on the back, which made her heart almost jump out, it can be said that she was frightened. When she looked up, she was a little familiar, and she couldn't remember which friend it was.

I saw the monk in front of him clasping his hands together and chanting: "Amitabha"

"You are ......" felt inappropriate, and added: "What are you looking for me?"

"Amitabha, have you forgotten that the donor has a life-saving grace with the donor?"

Lingqing's eyes widened and she looked hard, but her face was familiar, and she couldn't remember that she knew such a person in her limited memory, let alone a life-saving man with such obvious characteristics. Lingqing really couldn't think of it, shook his head and said: "Monk, you don't come to deceive me, when did I know you, let alone save my life, why don't I remember"

I saw the monk Shi Shiran sitting next to Lingqing, reciting a few Buddha beads and saying: 'The little donor is really a noble person who forgets things, not to mention the grace of saving his life'

Lingqing really can't remember when she has dealt with a monk in her memory, as if she has never been, this monk must have come from Panguan, or she has bad intentions. Thinking of this, she looked the monk up and down, the face does not look like a bad person, does the bad person have to write on his face that I am a bad person, the master often said, people can not be looked at, even ants can not be underestimated, thinking of this, she still asked clearly and then made a decision: "Dare to ask the little master where to practice, which Taoist door is cultivated, I really can't remember, have you and I seen it?"

"The donor and the nobles are forgetful, and the monks are empty," he said and looked at Lingqing with a smile.

Lingqing couldn't help but hit a spirit. I haven't said it yet. He was interrupted by a monk who said, "I look at the donor, I have a relationship with my Buddha, if I join my Buddha's compassion, then I am willing to spend a catastrophe on the donor."

Lingqing couldn't control a big shudder, and said that there was a catastrophe, there was indeed a catastrophe, and she met with the thirteenth prince in 2 days, she dared to guarantee that it was a catastrophe, she originally planned that as soon as the Hundred Flowers Festival ended, she would flee. As if his mind was seen through by the other party, the monk smiled and said, "Don't want to escape, this is the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and the underground spiritual veins can be fused by chain stones, even if you are in a good retreat, you can only go 2 meters deep."

When Ling Qing heard this, she couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that she is really a fish on the chopping block now, she didn't offend anyone here, and she didn't associate with anyone, she was just curious to see what was fresh, so it wouldn't be so decaying.

Quietly calculate today's good luck and evil at your fingertips, the great joy of the East, and accompanied by the joy of getting something for nothing. At this point, her pupils shrank and she looked at the Valley Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley and his three Hundred Flowers Orders standing on the high platform. She had a very bad feeling that she was being calculated. For some reason, I still can't figure out what is in her interests. On the general physique, on the background, the ancestor retreated and survived. There is a sect behind him, how can it be? Countless small questions crossed my mind one by one.

"Has the donor thought about it, the time is limited, and it won't take effect after expiration," Ichikong asked with a smile.

Ling Qing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know that I can get the Hundred Flowers Order?"

"Amitabha, the donor thinks too much, the monk just wants to save you"

"It's really that simple," Ling Qing said in disbelief

"Yes, donor"

"Well, if I get the Hundred Flowers Order, you are not allowed to force me to hand it over, how about the Hundred Flowers Order at my disposal?"

"The donor is arbitrary, the monk just wants to help, and he doesn't want to" The monk's face was sanctimonious after speaking, so that Lingqing couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

Lingqing's heart beat a drum, and when she heard the urging sound, Lingqing agreed in a hurry, she added: "I don't want to be like you and become bald, I am a cultivator, and you need to let me go when the time comes."

"Even if you enter my Buddhism, you will be a skeleton of ten thousand bones, how can you say that you are bald, but you need to abide by the precepts of my Buddhism."

Lingqing asked uncertainly: "What precepts, can I say that I regret it?"

An empty and serious way: "No, there are five precepts, one is not to kill, two is not to steal, three is not to commit adultery, four is not to lie, and five is not to drink." The other ten virtues should also be observed: not killing, not stealing, not committing adultery, not lying, not double-tongued, not speaking evilly, not patting horses, not being greedy, not getting angry, and not deviating from the Dharma. ”

"Stop" Lingqing only felt that she had fallen into a big trap, she couldn't stand it, what was it, she just came out to find a spiritual vein, how could she get into so much trouble. It's a little annoying.