Zhang Lingya tore a piece of crane meat for Shizu, and she was about to tear a piece, but the little guy in Shizu's arms finally moved. Of course, Zhang Lingya had already taken precautions, and lifted the crane meat neatly, and at this time she felt that the crane meat in her hand was gone. She really has a bit of a brain, she hasn't eaten a bite of meat after working for a long time, and she is bullied by these guys. I'm going to step forward.

was stopped by Shizu, who tore more than half of the crane leg meat in his hand and gave it to Zhang Lingya, while he himself ate bones and a little meat scrap.

"Master, I originally roasted it for you to eat today, but they took advantage of it, and they couldn't give it all to them."

Zhang Lingya said and sat down with a sigh, feeling angry in her heart, and the crane meat felt that it was like that in the deliciousness. I heard the ancestor say: "Ya'er, it's delicious"

Zhang Lingya didn't expect the ancestor to ask like this, she just took a bite and didn't think it was delicious, so she said: "It's not delicious at all, it's a little bitter."

"What I eat is sweet" Zhang Lingya's eyes widened and she wanted to take it and taste it, but she thought in her heart that this was not the ancestor praising herself, she smiled and bent her peach blossom eyes and added: "I also think it is delicious."

"Ya'er, you must not feel any better. ”

Zhang Lingya's eyes flickered and seemed to ask "why" but she still didn't ask, and she heard the ancestor say again: "You just got angry and complained, how can you feel delicious when you eat something, it should be a bitter fruit, or an astringent fruit, or a tasteless fruit."

Zhang Lingya was told by her ancestor that she thought about it carefully, and by the way, she had a sweet lips and a reminiscence. It seems to be really tasteless, and it seems to be very bitter.

Zhang Lingya smashed her mouth and continued to reminisce, and the ancestor said: "Ya'er, these two jade talismans, one is the jade talisman of entering the mountain formation, and the other is the jade talisman of this cave mansion, I was in a hurry before, and the ancestor was used to it alone, so I was negligent and let you be wronged." ’

Zhang Lingya took the jade talisman and said, "Master, don't you mind if I call you Master, why are you so good to me?"

Synthesis smiled slightly, his smile was always so clear, giving her a reassuring encouragement and hearing "It doesn't matter what it's called, it's just a title, as long as you have my father in your heart, don't be entangled and stubborn" The words were not finished, Zhang Lingya discarded the meat in her hands, and regardless of whether her hands were clean or not, she threw herself into the arms of Synthesis for some reason, she wanted to cry, she regretted that it was too late to come to Xuanzong. I have suffered so much in vain and suffered so many grievances, I remember that when I was in Tianyunzong, the same door put a snake in her bed in the middle of the night, so that she couldn't sleep at night, and the same door bullied her, she suffered without saying a word, too many grievances, she cried like a child.

Thinking about the time when the master was leaving, she cried even more sadly, and by the way, she put all the snot and tears on the master's robe, she developed this habit in the Tianyun Sect where Grandpa Song cultivated. Now there are more than 30 people, and it's still the same.

Shizu gently patted her back for a long time and said: "Ya'er, the past has passed, Shizu doesn't want to be a pain in your body, always reminiscing about the past, then you fall into the past, and it is also one of the states of mind that is demonic, past, present, future, as a cultivator, you often need a pure heart, so that you will not be encouraged, sad, happy, forgetful, etc.

Zhang Lingya seemed to understand the words of the ancestor, she got up from the arms of the ancestor, "Ya'er knows"

Zhang Lingya then remembered the meat in her hand, and when she saw where there was still meat, she was looking to see if it was on the ancestor, but there was no, but the ancestor's robe was a little dirty, and she was looking for the ground, and there was not even a piece of meat at all.

She said embarrassedly: "Master, the Taoist robe on your body has been soiled by me, why don't you change it first, and I will wash it after changing it" Grandpa Song was the same back then, so she instinctively thought that Shizu would be the same.

The next moment, the Taoist robe on the ancestor returned to its previous appearance, milky white and still milky white. Where there are still oil stains and black stains.

Since the ancestor came back, he either stroked the qin or taught Zhang Lingya, and occasionally tapped her. He also personally taught some new swordsmanship moves. It turned out that the master's glass sword technique was not perfect.

On this day, the ancestor sat in the flower hall as usual, and did not stroke the qin, he just sat there cross-legged, Zhang Lingya, as usual, came to the ancestor and was about to speak, but he didn't expect the ancestor to say: 'Ya'er, the opportunity of the ancestor has arrived, and the ancestor has to retreat for 3 years before he can get out. I have arranged everything, but there is one thing, you have to listen to the words of the ancestor' Zhang Lingya nodded and said: "Senior ancestor, you say, Ya'er must listen to you"

"During this period, don't go south, it's best to wait for the master to come out of the customs and then accompany you to the experience"

"Ya'er knows, Master, you can rest assured. I won't go."

"Well, this is my jade talisman in the sect, there are a lot of sect contribution points in it, you can feel free"

Zhang Lingya happily took it, in addition to practicing some spells recently, she has not been able to integrate very well, and she really needs to take a good look at Taixuanzong.

"Well, Ya'er knows, Master, you can rest assured. Oh yes, when did you start your retreat?"

"It's not time tonight"

Zhang Lingya was puzzled, did she still have to pay attention to time when hitting the threshold, she really didn't understand. Forget it, let's ask it in the future, it's rare to get along with the ancestor. It's better to accompany the ancestor today. So she didn't go to practice, and beat her ancestor on the back very diligently.

"Ya'er, if you are lonely, the master will teach you how to play the qin today. Zhang Lingya's head grew when she heard this, and she smiled innocently: "Master, don't be embarrassed for me, I have that piece of material there." Besides, I have never felt lonely, you see so many little guys in the yard, all of them are not very obedient, and it will be lonely there. She thought to herself, there are still a lot of things to do in the space, and she has been with you every day recently, and she has been in charge of the elixir in the Yunmeng strain.

Seeing that Zhang Lingya sincerely refused, he was no longer embarrassed, his fingers slid slightly, and the sound of the piano covered the entire Tai'an vein. But it's strange to say, whenever the ancestor strokes the qin, these little guys are very quiet, and they lie on the ground one by one and pretend to sleep. The ancestor wants to retreat, Zhang Lingya is lonely for no reason, so let's just be a loyal listener today.

Time passed quickly, and before the retreat, the ancestor gave Zhang Lingya a lot of spirit stones. He also told her not to go south.

Zhang Lingya has been sending the ancestor into his cave mansion, and opened the big array, and the yellow light shrouded the hut where the ancestor lived. During this period, the ancestor sealed all the jade slips he collected in the house where Zhang Lingya lived for Zhang Lingya to study.

Back to the cottage where she lived, she didn't want to do anything today, everything was boring, and she was lying on the bed empty and boring. I couldn't close my eyes for a long time. The brain is blank like a piece of paper. She herself doesn't know why. It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that she turned over, walked up to the master in the painting, and muttered, 'Master, what's wrong with the apprentice, why do you feel that you have no interest in doing anything?' Master's apprentice is very confused now, there is a problem with one of the exercises that the apprentice is practicing, if the apprentice becomes a puppet in the future, will the master still recognize the apprentice's?

While chattering, she lit three pillars of incense and inserted them in the incense burner. She remembered something and took out a jar of monkey wine from the storage ring. He chattered and said, "Master, this is the wine I stole from my ancestor, you can taste it first." The next time the apprentice comes down the mountain, I will bring you other wine to honor your old man. ”

Zhang Lingya said that she wanted to open the seal, and suddenly she remembered that she would faint when she smelled the wine directly, and she didn't want to faint now, so she held her breath, unsealed it, and a fruity fragrance still seemed to float into her nose, itchy, tempting her to inhale, and she woke up immediately. Luck is eliminated. Drill this smell into the nose of the person in the painting.

In the painting, Lao Dao was lazily sleeping in the thatched hut, when suddenly the voice of his newly acquired apprentice came to his ears, and he deliberately ignored it, knowing that this girl was nothing good except for chattering. He rolled over. He was tempted to hear the monkey wine, but before he was ready to drink it, the smell of fruitless wine wafted into his nose. He tried hard to open his eyes, but the fruity fragrance made him unable to open his eyes again. Why, he was drooling, his stomach was still growling, and he was so dizzy.

Before he fell unconscious, he wanted to smash this apprentice with his stinky shoes. In his life, the lone star in his life is poor, it is not enough to live in a thatched house, and he always has to suffer twists and turns when he encounters a little good thing, and he is not a monkey who has not drunk the wine in his mouth, and he was stunned first. The last time he was dizzy by her wine, he spit out something that he had only been in his hands for less than 3 days. This time, I finally had nothing to vomit. Instead, he fainted first. He clenched his fists dizzily and slept on a hard bed.

Zhang Lingya naturally didn't know all this. She held her breath for a long time, staring at the master in the painting, how could she close her eyes and clench her fists, could the master be sick? It's not like ah, she guesses wildly. Seeing that the master did not open his mouth for a long time. She was very shrewd to think that maybe the master was too busy to drink, or she would like to collect it first, and wait for the next time the master is sober.