Nothing to hide the sky, laughing and forgetting life, one of the famous three lives of Wuwei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The time of Wuwei's three lives is not long, and no one has heard of their names during the battle of sealing the heavens three thousand years ago. However, as rising stars, their strength on the Heavenly Sealing Tower has risen rapidly in the past five hundred years. Among them, the strongest Dream Builder seems to have broken through the 85th floor, chasing after the unenterprising Qingfang Immortal Venerable.

In addition, the three of them are close friends, and the three of them often meet and travel together, talk happily, and even teach their disciples to get together from time to time. He didn't have to be lazy every day, but he took on the burden of being an inspector and elder, so he often threw his disciples to the other two, eating, drinking, and studying, and no one cared about him.

If you want to say that the three gods have the best popularity, it is probably the three of them. First, because the three lives of inaction are calm and indifferent, and the free and free nature of inaction cannot be bad with anyone. The second is because if you offend one of them, it is equivalent to offending the other two at the same time.

But sometimes, Wuwei Sansheng is very capricious, or reckless. For example, right now-

"Guess what, how many people are there in my 'first step before rain'?" Xiao Wangsheng looked at everyone in the Xingyun team with a smile, "If you guess correctly, even if you pass the level, one person will have a chance." ”

Everyone stared at each other in unison, isn't this purely blind by luck? I have always heard that there are many disciples of this laughing and forgetting immortal venerable, and if you have nine chances, you will definitely be able to guess it.

Xiao Wangsheng said: "It doesn't matter if you guess wrong, there will naturally be a chance for you to pass the test later." ”

As soon as they heard this, everyone's scruples were small, and they let go of their courage and began to speculate one by one.

"Two hundred!"

"One hundred and eighteen!"

"One hundred and forty-two!"

When it was Qing Huan's turn, Qing Huan said tentatively: "One hundred and forty-three? ”

Xiao Forget Immortal Venerable still shook his head with a smile and turned his gaze to Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao had been closing his eyes all the time, trying to use his spiritual sense to find out how much human breath there was in this place. But this move was undoubtedly too difficult, so I had to give up my efforts and said, "One hundred and three. ”

Laughing and forgetting Immortal Venerable, he still shook his head.

Seeing that Yun Xiao also guessed wrong, everyone instantly stopped hoping and guessed what the next test would be. is so nonsense, probably just laughing and forgetting that Immortal Venerable is joking with everyone and soothing their tense nerves along the way.

When it was the turn of the last male disciple, he said, "Three? ”

Everyone supported their foreheads. Even if you guess wrong, you shouldn't be so self-defeating, right? It's time to die and struggle, what if it really comes back to life?

Xiao Wangxian Venerable looked at him with interest and said, "Oh? ”

"No, no, six." Immediately, the man changed his mind again.

Xiao Wangsheng said: "In the end, three people, or six people?" ”

The crowd was confused. The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Six, hey, seven!" Yes, it's seven! ”

Xiao Wangsheng said: "Which seven people are they?" ”

"Young people, middle-aged people, old people, singers, boatmen, monks," the male disciple laughed, "and you, immortals." ”

"Hah, wonderful." Xiao Wangsheng stroked his palms and admired, and threw a white jade plaque into his hand, "It's okay, you guys go to the next match point, 'a flash of clear rain'." ”

At this moment, not only others, but even the male disciple himself couldn't believe it. Yun Xiao didn't answer the question, but he really answered it. In fact, among all the teams that participated in the Nine Immortals Parade, they were the Cloud Traveling Team and the "Split Firmament", and they passed by answering questions. The other teams all slammed over - they competed with the senior brothers and sisters of the first step of the rain, and if they won, they would pass the test, of course, the senior brothers and sisters did not do their best.

When the rain came out of the first step, everyone was greatly encouraged, and naturally they inevitably asked the male disciple what the seven people he meant.

The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red candles were dim. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the passenger boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the geese are calling the west wind.

Now listening to the rain monk's house, the temples have stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the pre-step drips until dawn.

This is where the name of "Rain before the first step" comes from. Youth, middle-aged, elderly, singers, boatmen, and monks also came from here. As for the last "immortal", it was the male disciple who had an idea, and he was suspected of slapping the horse.

However, it is really easy to use.

"Ha, it turned out to be a brain teaser." Everyone laughed and shouted. Having said that, in the end, the power of the collective is incomparable, and all kinds of talents have it.

The first two trips to the Wuzangtian match point, Surabaya Xunfang and the rain before the first step, all made everyone feel very happy. Then they will rush to the last match point they have not yet been to.

A flash of clear rain.

There is no hidden sky, and poetry is separated.

I believe that it will also make them very happy.

The sun overhead was retracted.

In a flash, it rained, and it was really raining.

The drizzle made a slight rustling sound on the leaves, and the pavilion sheltered from the rain in the forest was also washed to a shiny one. Nine green bamboo umbrellas are placed in the pavilion, and the air is soaked with the fragrance of damp earth.

A group of nine people walked into the forest with green bamboo umbrellas, lined up in a small long line, like Yuguan walking into a painting.

Then, in groups of three or two, they dispersed, and gradually entered the depths of the dense forest, and soon the figure of the rest of the companions was nowhere to be seen.

Qing Huan looked at the small rain splashing beside his feet, and said to himself: "Don't leave the Immortal Venerable to ask us to go into this forest to find something, why don't you tell us what we are looking for?" ”

Yun Xiao was silent. The two of them each held an umbrella, and went into the deep forest one after the other, as if they were looking aimlessly. His pace is not slow, but he will always look around Qinghuan, and when he drags his pace, he also slows down slightly. Sometimes, he seems to be absent-minded, the bamboo umbrella is slightly tilted, and the rain on the umbrella will turn into silver and white long lines and roll down.

The silence was broken as they reached the end of a path. A strong wind suddenly blew between the weeds, and the blades of grass rained down on arrows. Qing Huan held the umbrella to resist, and the bamboo umbrella in his hand immediately fell apart, and his palm was also shocked by the aftermath. At that moment, she suddenly saw that what was thrown out of the grass was a giant tail. (To be continued.) )