Luo Changhao sighed and opened his eyes, looking worriedly at the precocious female doll in the distance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The road of Xiuzhen is really not easy to walk, especially for beautiful women. It's just that Jun Changning is too young, and he can't explain it to her too clearly. The Taihe Sect is the No. 1 Sect in the Cultivation Realm, so naturally there will be no one who specializes in cultivating exercises such as collecting and replenishing. However, it does not mean that the entire cultivation world is based on this concept. Some demon cultivators have specially captured young girls with excellent qualifications, taught them to practice special exercises since childhood, and then took away all their cultivation through the combination of yin and yang when they have achieved a small success.

No one in the Hongmeng Realm has risen for nearly a thousand years, and most of the demon cultivators are even more unscrupulous. Luo Changhao looked at Jun Changning's smiling face that could clearly see his future beauty even if he was skinny, and his heart was sad and silently added another layer.

However, he is just an old man with a short life span after all. There are too many things in this world that he can't do, things he can't get, people he can't protect, and beautiful things he has to miss.

Neither of them is a boisterous character. In the more than two months we have been together, we have become familiar with each other. She called him Luo Lao, and he called her girl: "Another group of disciples came to Dao Peak, do you know?" ”

Jun Changning was puzzled: "You know, what's wrong?" ”

Luo Changhao stood up and smoothed the folds on his placket and walked over slowly: "You are young, you should run and jump more and make more friends, so that if you encounter something that cannot be solved in the future, you can have a helper." ”

Jun Changning was silent: "I just think it's noisy when there are too many people," after a pause, she added, "Most children don't have any eyes. ”

"But there's no scheming!" Luo Changhao continued, "Besides, aren't you also a child!" Don't knock over a boatload of people with a single rod. He stood on the edge of the railing, carefully browsing the mountains and rivers that he had never noticed.

Jun Changning's mouth moved, but he didn't continue. She just stubbornly looked at the leafy tree in front of her, just like the countless times in her previous life in the face of her relatives' bitter preaching, without arguing or accepting.

It's not that she doesn't understand their concerns. She knew they were all afraid that if one day they weren't there, she wouldn't be able to survive in this world.

But everyone's life is their own after all. It may be easier to walk with someone next to you, but it is especially difficult to be alone. If she chooses to face a future that is likely to be old and helpless, she will take her own head in everything, repair lamps by herself late at night, drag her tired body to carry a bucket after work, go to the hospital alone when she is sick, and so on. Why do you have to be close to a person of the opposite sex?

The cultivation realm is dangerous, she knows it. But what if you know? Could it be that in order to live safely, she has to hide her head and tail and tremble?

Life isn't just about living. If Jun Changning could change herself and erase herself in order to live, she would not have jumped off the cliff! Having lost the wonder and pride of her life, she would rather die.

Luo Changhao didn't try to change his cultivation technique after all. He chose this, Jun Changning didn't persuade him anything. She has a good heart and a good nature, but that doesn't mean she will interfere in other people's lives at will. She never imposes her ideas on others.

She understood what they were thinking, but was also disappointed by what they had done. As she had questioned countless times in her heart, why would they make such rude and harsh demands on her so naturally.

Free will is above all the laws of the world. The direction of the world is determined by people's hearts.

Luo Changhao could see the stubbornness of the little girl, and only at this time did she look like a child. Pure, fearless, like the occasional meteor that streaks across the sky. It's such a small point, but it just wants to bloom with a scorching light that even the moon has to dodge.

If he had been told in his childhood that he would be mediocre for the rest of his life, he would not have believed it.

Young people always have the arrogance to break through the sky, like a sharp sword, fiercely, recklessly and recklessly slashing at everything that dares to stand in their way. The old man will never have the courage to do anything.

On the same day, Jun Changning met a new disciple in the small courtyard where he lived.

She turned the bamboo forest and came to the bluestone beside the stream, and saw a girl playing the flute. She had a beautiful face, kneeling on the grass by the stream, and her fingers on the flute were delicate and white. The eleven or twelve-year-old figure is beginning to appear slender, and a light blue floral skirt is spread out, like a shy and elegant flower bone, exuding a quiet and tranquil beauty.

The sound of the flute is faint, echoing by the uninhabited stream like a worm, revealing a small happiness. Like a delicate girl telling secrets in a no-man's corner, the breeze is blowing, the white clouds are playing, and the cleanest sweet beauty in the world. Jun Changning stood next to the bluestone and listened quietly.

The girl seemed to know that someone was coming, and after playing a tune, she looked sideways. The moment she saw Jun Changning, a touch of surprise crossed the girl's eyes. She had never seen such a beautiful child, purer than moonshine! Cleaner than snow!

"You blow it so well!" Jun Changning was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you!" ”

"It's okay, you like it?" The girl blushed at such a straightforward compliment, and walked over happily.

Jun Changning nodded without hesitation. She had studied the guqin in her previous life, but she was not very proficient in wind music. The sound of a girl's flute can be integrated into personal emotions, which is excellent.

The girl tilted her head and thought, "After that, I'll teach you, okay?" She looked at the child in front of her with some nervousness. Since she came to Taihe Sect, everyone only knows how to cultivate, and the teachers have also taught not to let miscellaneous things be distracted, and she is very worried that this beautiful child will think the same way.

"Really? That's great! My name is Jun Changning, you can call me Changning, what about you? Jun Changning laughed, his eyes full of starlight.

"My name is He Qianyue, Changning, are you also a new disciple of the sect?" The girl took Jun Changning's hand and walked back, not noticing that the body of the person next to her stiffened slightly.

Jun Changning is not very accustomed to blind dates with people, and tries to ignore the heat on his hands, and simply answers: "I am not old enough, I said that I would be assessed with everyone when I was ten years old." ”

She has no intention of publicizing her life story everywhere and making herself look pitiful. The cultivators will not spare your life when you kill people and seize treasures because of your poor background, and the invincible power will not accept you as a disciple and give you shelter because of your poor background. It's more likely that you are pitiful, and you have no scruples when you are bullied and humiliated.

The two chatted all the way and found that the two lived next door. He Qianyue was pleasantly surprised by this little fate, and excitedly said that she wanted to make something delicious to celebrate.

Jun Changning had no choice but to respond, looking like he had no opinions, and he went with the flow, which made He Qianyue shake his head secretly. The cultivator's heart should not be so weak and will be bullied.

He Qianyue looks soft and weak, but in fact she is a fiery character. As soon as he went back, he pulled Jun Changning to the kitchen quietly, picked up a few steamed buns in the afterglow of the sunset, picked up two pieces of raw meat, picked out a few condiments for barbecue, and ran back quickly.

Jun Changning, who didn't have time to speak along the way, followed behind stupidly, his hands full of stolen goods, silent. After a while, she was puzzled: "I don't know how to barbecue." ”

He Qianyue didn't raise her head, and said while setting up the grill: "I will, you just wait to eat!" "She's very skillful in her movements, and it's not like she's doing this for the first time at all.

The bonfire was blazing, and her body, which was no longer bothered by the temperature difference, felt a faint warmth. Jun Changning thought about it, condensed the aura into a trace at his fingertips, cut the raw meat stolen from the kitchen into slices, and then sat next to him and watched He Qianyue carefully prepare the sauce with his face in his hands.

He Qianyue was very surprised that she was able to control the aura to such a subtle level, and made up her mind to practice with her in the future and use the aura in her life all the time. There wasn't a lot of barbecue, and the two of them chatted about how to make the dishes taste better while eating, and it was all solved after a while. Just on the fire, the mouth is full of oil, the fingers are greasy, the two of you look at me and I look at you, and they can't help but look at each other and laugh.

The place where they lived was the two worst rooms in the Dao Peak, and the location was thin and remote, and no one even noticed that the two of them had been tossing and turning.

After eating and drinking, He Qianyue took out a flute and beckoned to signal the start of teaching. Jun Changning blinked, and asked if he could come back tomorrow.

He Qianyue was in high spirits, but she didn't hear it. In the remote courtyard, the whimpering flute sounded until the early hours of the night.