When Gu Qinglian woke up from her cultivation, it was already the second day, Gu Qinglian rubbed her head and asked the little second brother of the inn for a bucket of hot water. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info waited for the water to come, but Gu Qinglian got into the Qinglian space. In the space, she deliberately opened a half-person high, more than one meter wide, and one and a half meters long bath, and the clothes were removed next to the bath, and the whole person sank in the spiritual fluid. During this period of time, Gu Qinglian has almost sorted out the Qinglian space.

The Chaos Blue Lotus Pond and the place within a radius of thousands of miles were surrounded by Gu Qinglian with a divine barrier, and in the herbal garden outside the Chaos Blue Lotus Pond, the Rare Garden also set up an enchantment that was not allowed to enter, and outside of these was the Spirit Valley Spiritual Vegetables planted by Gu Qinglian.

After Gu Qinglian finished bathing, as soon as she stretched out her hand, a cyan heavenly robe appeared on her hand. In the past few days, Gu Qinglian has been bathing in spiritual liquid, wearing heavenly clothes, in order to expel the turbid qi, and this work will be almost the same for another ten days and half a month. Gu Qinglian combed a flowing cloud bun, with a flowing sea slanted down in front of her forehead, a green lotus hairpin carved from sandalwood pinned to the bun, and her long hair draped over her shoulders to add a sense of chic and romance.

Gu Qinglian took out a small box from the space, the box was her carving tool, Gu Qinglian was going to take this away, but after thinking about it, she gave up this idea again, it was too tiring to carry it in her hands, and it would inevitably damage her glorious image too much on her back, so she just brought a carving knife, and the rest was not delayed if she left it in the space. What's more, she went to the White Horse Academy, firstly, to admire the relics of that bastard, and secondly, the White Horse Academy has a good reputation, and it would be a good thing to let a few of her own children study in the academy. Of course, the main purpose of her visit this time is not to play, but to make money and open a restaurant. Having said that, Gu Qinglian really didn't think about how to make this first money, so she had no choice but to take one step at a time.

Gu Qinglian walked out of the inn and walked towards the White Horse Academy with her hands behind her back. The road leading to White Horse College in Jin'an County is very lively, with many hotel shops, many food stalls, jugglers, and stalls selling rouge gouache and wood carving accessories. Gu Qinglian walked around one stall after another with great interest. I didn't pay attention on a whim, and accidentally bumped into someone.

"Ahh A scream rang out. Gu Qinglian staggered back a few steps and then stood firmly, looking up to see that the person she bumped into was a petite and pretty woman in a tender yellow dress, who was sitting on the ground and screaming in pain at the moment, and her little face was wrinkled together.

Gu Qinglian touched her head and reached out to help the woman: "Are you okay?" I'm sorry I was just thinking about things and didn't see you. ”

The pretty woman waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Good period, are you alright?" The pretty woman's companion followed, and one of the girls in red asked.

"Sister Ying, I'm fine." Song Jiaqi hurriedly responded.

"Are you alright, girl?" One of Song Jiaqi's companions, a man in a white school uniform, walked up, and put the folding fan on his right hand into his left hand and put it away, "Jiaqi, don't apologize quickly." ”

"Oh!" Song Jiaqi responded, stepped forward and smiled, "Big sister, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for running too quickly." ”

"It's okay, what are you doing in a hurry?" Gu Qinglian asked with a smile.

"The teachers of our school held a cooking banquet in the thousand-year-old Zuixian Building, and we used to watch the excitement." Song Jiaqi replied, "Big sister, do you want to go with us?" ”

"Yes, but don't call me big sister, just call me Qinglian." Gu Qinglian nodded in response.

The man who spoke just now suddenly seemed to understand a little and asked, "The girl is not from Jin'an City?" ”

Gu Qinglian walked with these people, and nodded when she heard him ask: "I am a disciple of the White Horse Temple, I have lived in the temple since I was a child, and I only returned home a few months ago. ”

"And what are you doing here? What about your family? Mu Ying, the woman in red, asked.

"My father and mother have passed away, I am the eldest sister, I came to the city this time to find something to do, and my younger siblings in the family did not let them come when they were young." Gu Qinglian said.

Mu Ying obviously didn't expect this answer, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry." ”

"It doesn't matter." Gu Qinglian was stunned and shook her head.

A boy next to him who was wearing a white school uniform with Zu Xin seemed to think of something, pointing at Gu Qinglian in surprise and stammering: "You, you, you are the Buddha Qinglian of the White Horse Temple?" ”

？ Gu Qinglian looked dazed, she clasped her palms together and saluted: "Qinglian did come out of the White Horse Temple, if there is no second monk named Qinglian in the White Horse Temple, then the person the son said should be me." ”

The boy squeezed away the woman in red, came to Gu Qinglian, and smiled brightly: "Master Qinglian, do you still recognize me?" Me! Is it me? Eight years ago, I practiced with you at White Horse Temple. ”

Gu Qinglian now understood, Qinglian is also a famous figure in the White Horse Temple, proficient in Buddhism and willing to devote herself to practice, many rich and noble families who believe in Buddhism will send their children to the White Horse Temple to practice with her for a period of time, presumably the same is the case, Gu Qinglian thought about it carefully, and knew who this person was, and said with a look of sudden realization: "It's New Year's Day!" ”

Zeng Jinran had a black line on his head and smiled flatteringly: "What, Master Qinglian, you see that I haven't practiced in the temple for so many years, don't call this Buddha name?" ”

Gu Qinglian looked at him and smiled, silent.

Just in the sight of Gu Qinglian and the others, there was a large group of people gathered in the distance, with a long red pair hanging with the word "kitchen banquet" written on it.