Chapter 6: Goodbye Kunlun
King's Landing's face changed several times, but the spirit beast on that side was already a little impatient, and shouted in his mouth: "It's time for you to fall!" Hey, you..."The spirit beast looked up as he spoke, but it also looked sluggish, and muttered, "Ropes, leather whips..."
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King's Landing face changed several times, but in the end, he coughed lightly and said those things roughly, Rao himself was a little embarrassed, not to mention the wonderful Qing Qiao on his face, and hurriedly threw away the things in his hand. In his heart, he turned over and scolded Liu Shihong over and over again.
Coughing lightly twice, Qing Qiao asked King's Landing under the cover of pointing to the mark that looked like a small mountain peak on Liu Shihong's storage bag, "What kind of mark is this?"
King Lin casually looked at the chess pieces in his hand, but his opening was amazing: "Kunlun Tianji Peak Sect Sect Sect Sect Storage Bag Mark. ”
Qing Qiao's face turned pale suddenly: "If yes, if I use it, presumably as soon as this storage bag appears, I will..."
King's Landing reached out and took down the tea that had been thick for a long time, the tea leaves swirled in the water, little by little they precipitated a faint ink color, and took a sip carelessly, but the voice was still so clear and clear, "If you ask, I will say!" ”
Although it was only a short six words, Qing Qiao immediately understood what he meant, and seemed to vaguely understand some rules in the cultivation realm from his attitude.
Liu Shihong's death made her understand that as long as the monk lived, there was a possibility of doing it again. Sometimes the renunciation represents a different kind of gain. This truth, Qing Qiao only felt that it was probably a trade-off between giving and taking.
And King's Landing's attitude made Qing Qiao understand that King's Landing probably needs her ability, but she is not the only one, if she doesn't have the ability to protect herself, how can she always count on others to be with each other?
Maybe it's a little cruel, but cultivation is a move against the sky, cruelty is indispensable, and finding vitality in adversity is the way to overcome the red dust.
The sun is low, and when you are busy, time always flies very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the sun is setting.
Ah Yao, who looked like a little lion, held a white child in his claws, hesitated again and again, and a bit of humane distress appeared on his furry face.
Listening to the sound of the bamboo slips flipping around him, he couldn't help but speak, "You turned it so fast, can you finish it?" ”
Yan Qingqiao's movements in his hand stopped, and he looked up at Ah Yao, and the look fell into Ah Yao's eyes, but it was a stupid look, and he nodded a little blankly.
Ah Yao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and looked at King's Landing suspiciously.
King's Landing stretched out his hand to put away the remnants of the game, got up slowly, opened the door and summoned the maid of the guest house, and ordered to sit down again.
This time, the two of them no longer played chess, but they could look at Yan Qingqiao in a bright light, but she took a bamboo slip in her hand, and her eyes turned with the flipping of the bamboo slips, but she put away a bamboo slip, and raised her hand to take another one.
After repeating this, Ah Yao couldn't help but communicate with King's Landing in private: "You really don't care like this? I looked at her... She's very unwitting. ”
This is a tactful statement, and it is the product of careful consideration.
But he heard King's Landing say, "Let's see!" If she is really too stupid, she is not the only one from the Yan family, and there is more than this way. Moreover, "Ah Yao saw that King's Landing seemed to have some terrible thoughts, and his eyes lit up slightly, "I see that **** just got a few words from me, although it has the effect of nine turns of Qionghua brewing, but the advancement is very smooth." It doesn't seem to be very stupid. Although her spiritual root is not good, it is only a medium spiritual root, and there is no reason why it took so long to cultivate to the third level of qi cultivation so long before. Yesterday I heard that none of her peers were as good as her peers in the clan, but her memory was acceptable, so I dared to guess that her memory was probably not acceptable, but it should be very good, and it was not far from forgetting. ”
Ah Yao was still stunned when he heard this: "As far as I know, the memories of those amazing and brilliant monks are all extraordinary. In that case, she should have been extraordinary for a long time, how could she be now? ”
Between the two of them, there was a maid knocking on the door and entering the house, on the red paulownia carved food plate, but seeing the spirit fruit and the meat of the demon beast being cooked and arranged, it was its own exquisiteness.
Yan Qingqiao, on the other hand, was stunned, staring blankly at the delicately placed spirit fruits and beast meat.
Ah Yao looked at her stunned appearance, and couldn't help but say again: "She, she is too shallow in her knowledge, and she looks quite a little, a little wild and primitive." In fact, according to Ah Yao's view, Yan Qingqiao's appearance is clearly the appearance of a dirt bun, but it is not an elegant statement such as barbaric primitive, but in the end, because of the relationship between King's Landing, he gave a little thin face, which is to say that Yan Qingqiao is wild and primitive.
And Yan Qingqiao, who was criticized as "wild and primitive", was also fighting against the plate of exquisite food in front of him.
Since the beginning of her cultivation, she has followed the principle of not contaminating the food of fireworks, because although this food of fireworks can satisfy people's appetites. However, for cultivators, it is a pile of miscellaneous things, and the light ones need to take pills to eliminate the impurities, but the heavy ones may lead to poor muscles and veins, affecting the cultivation. Yes, since he can remember, Yan Qingqiao has only smelled the fragrance of fireworks food, and what he has eaten is Bigu Dan, which tastes the same as chewing wax.
In the end, it is still important to practice, Yan Qingqiao reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and looked down at the bamboo slip again.
Over there, Ah Yao and King's Landing continued, and King's Landing only narrowed his eyes: "Ah Yao, you only know one but don't know the other." If you don't forget it, your memory is amazing, and no one teaches you. No, like she is. I have a clear memory of all the messy things in my head, except for those who are really talented, do you say that an ignorant little monk will abide by it and meditate? She has been hearing the Tao since she was a child, but two years ago, she only introduced qi into her body at the age of ten, and before yesterday, she was only practicing qi at the third level. I see that her cultivation is slow to advance for this reason. ”
Ah Yao was silent for a moment, but he also had to agree: "This makes sense." After all, Yan Qingqiao's wilderness and primitiveness were still annotations made by him.
His silent Kung Fu King's Landing had already beckoned Yan Qingqiao to sit down, only to hear that King's Landing over there had already explained to Yan Qingqiao leisurely: "You can't be wrong in what you say, but the food of ordinary fireworks is poisonous, and it is useless to eat more." But do you think that cultivating immortals to the end is really like an ascetic? If so, why is cultivation so miserable? Between heaven and earth, everything is strange, and there is never an absolute. It's like the fireworks in your eyes. The dragon fruit belongs to fire, the demon beast belongs to wood, wood can make fire, and it is secretly combined with the five elements, but there is no need to worry about miscellaneous matters. It's just ordinary water, an ordinary furnace. If it is a coincidence, it is possible to refine and burn the genius earth treasure, exercise the mind and condense the soul. There is a Yipinzhai in the first main city of Shenzhou, Kongming City, behind which is a Yuanying monk, and it is offered to these things that you are so afraid of, and it is difficult to find. A monk went to the East China Sea to fight the dragon's belly meat against demon beasts for a month, so wouldn't the monk have nothing to do..."
Seeing the expression on the face of "Tu Baozi" changing again and again, what she was thinking, just by looking at her face, Ah Yao felt that she could see it through. At the moment, "Tu Baozi" had a serious face, sometimes pursed his lips and thought lowly, sometimes dumbfounded, and sometimes couldn't help laughing, but it made Ah Yao sigh and smile in his heart, and his heart was so innocent, and he didn't know how much was left after entering Kunlun, after cultivating to a high level?
In this way, two months will pass in the blink of an eye.
Although there are a lot of 3,000 books, Qing Qiao's speed of reading books is also extremely fast, and King's Landing does not have many instructions, but they are always on the blade. The 3,000 books have a wide range, and some talk about the customs and customs of various places, such as the East China Sea of China, which has its own abundant products, and the output in the sea is no worse than that of Shenzhou; There are those who talk about the six arts of cultivating truth: arrays, alchemy, refining tools, channeling spirits, spells, and talismans, although they are not deep, they also explain a general idea; Some tell the legends of the ancient immortals, such as how Kunlun Shushan, the two largest sects of cultivation, came from, some cite scriptures, which seem to be conclusive evidence, and some are legends, and I don't know whether they are true or false; There are even some anecdotes written by monks, whether true or false, which are really wide-ranging and eye-opening for Qing Qiao.
She also knew that although her prior memory was extraordinary, she couldn't control it and thought wildly, but in fact, she didn't have enough concentration, but it was still her own problem.
Benefit! Qing Qiao only felt that what he saw and heard, every day seemed to be a new realm, interesting, novel and yearning.
In the past two months, every morning and evening, not many people will pay attention to her, so in the past two months, no one has paid attention to her movements, or even noticed, and only did not see it, after all, the sense of existence is too low.
On this day, Yan Qingqiao arrived at Linkeju early as usual. Unexpectedly, I entered the door today but ate a closed door.
It was empty.
This is the first time since the agreement with King's Landing, Qing Qiao walked out of the guest house in a bit of confusion, and before he took two steps, someone chased him out of the guest house.
"Fellow Daoist, let's stay!"
Qing Qiao turned around, but saw that it was the wealthy shopkeeper in Linkeju, who was said to have reached the late stage of foundation building. A foundation-building cultivator, who is not good at cultivating, but voluntarily deals with that money-blocking thing, has also made many people puzzled.
Seeing her turn around, the shopkeeper smiled happily, but he didn't have half the majesty of a relatively high-ranking monk, he only took out an ordinary storage bag and handed it to her, only saying that it was entrusted to her by the guest of Jiazi 16, and left a sentence of "goodbye Kunlun".
Seeing that she had taken the storage bag, the shopkeeper nodded, turned around and went back to the guest house.
Qing Qiao's divine sense swept over the storage bag, but saw that there was no prohibition on the storage bag, no more, no less, but the last three hundred and seven volumes of the collection of books, all of which were engraved on the jade slip that was no more than the size of the palm of his hand.
Goodbye Kunlun!
These are the four words that King's Landing deliberately left for her when he left. There were encouragements but also reminders, reminding her of the pact with King's Landing.
Nine turns of Qionghua brewing, belonging to the prefecture-level three products.
All the magic weapons and magic weapons in the world, the elixir runes and the like, are divided into four levels by heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each grade is divided into three grades, one to three grades, one is the best, the second is the second, and the third is the lowest.
Many monks had never even seen anything above the first grade of the Xuan level before they cultivated to the Jindan. Therefore, the value of the Nine Turns Qionghua Brew can definitely be regarded as a great opportunity for a little cultivator to practice qi.
It's just that this opportunity is a bit heavy. Qing Qiao said secretly, even if he took away Liu Shihong's storage bag, the dazzling spirit stones that he shook before, I am afraid that all of them will not be able to buy this nine-turn Qionghua brew.
The kindness of this drop of nine-turn Qionghua brewing weighed Qing Qiao a little heavy, but he was also a little helpless.