Su Jinge simply cleaned up and went out of the mountain gate, and went to Wangxian City to find Su Jinnian. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that Su Jinnian has advanced to build a foundation, his appearance does not look much different from before. Su Ping'an has also become a relative, and the family is very happy. After a long day of gathering, Su Jinge quit his brother and sister-in-law and went to the market to buy some snacks and drinks, and went to the shore of Crescent Lake to inquire about the farmers yesterday.

Not to mention that he dug up other people's spiritual fields, even yesterday's behavior scared people. I have to apologize.

Along the way, I saw that the valley waves were surging lightly, and the fields were golden. It is the busiest time of the year, and farmers often choose to eat in the fields. or sit in twos and threes, or more than a dozen people in a group. The aroma of the food and the ripe aroma of Linggu are mixed together, making this Dongyao autumn scene more vivid.

After a little inquiry, Su Jinge found the spiritual field that had been dug out of a big hole by himself. At this moment, there are seven or eight peasants sitting in the half-harvested Linggu field, gossiping while eating.

Noticing that Su Jinge, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, was walking through the layers of valley waves. One of the teenagers immediately stood up, "Ah! You are the ...... yesterday! ”

The person who recognized it was wearing a Fuguang robe, and the young man swallowed back the word "stone spirit" behind him.

Su Jinge didn't ask the young man what he hadn't finished saying, but smiled at him, "It seems that I didn't find the wrong place." Yesterday destroyed the Lingtian, I came to apologize. ”

Although I didn't see Su Jinge's appearance clearly yesterday, this strange aura has not changed. Everyone immediately suddenly, the old man surnamed Na Ning got up and said: "It turned out to be a Fuguang high disciple, but it is just a piece of spiritual field, where is it worth compensating." ”

As he spoke, he turned sideways to reveal the food placed behind him, "It's the time to eat, I don't know if I can eat, if I don't dislike it, I might as well use it together." ”

"So, I'm bothering you." Su Jinge really walked closer, handed the gift in his hand and sat down with the corner of his robe.

Everyone was stunned, this one was really unkind. But this kind of character is not obnoxious. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all started talking and laughing again, beckoning Su Jinge to dine together.

The experience of traveling in many ways made Su Jinge more and more humble, and he was not at all like a high-ranking monk. Coupled with her delicate face, everyone only regarded her as a low-level monk. Laughing and talking casually, a meal will naturally eat very harmoniously. Regarding Su Jinge's strange situation, everyone seemed to have forgotten and kept silent.

After eating a meal, Su Jinge did not leave, but picked up an iron sickle from the farm tools stacked on the side and harvested the Spirit Valley with everyone.

The peasants who were busy working in the fields of Linggu included monks and mortals, and many of them were mortals. When the harvest is due, it is usually the whole family that goes out. Even the young children in the horn seemed to be dragging a small basket to pick up the missing ears of grain.

From time to time, someone stops, or a young couple hands each other a bowl of water, or a child helps an elderly person to rest. Laughter and occasional loud scolding, tiredness always can't hide joy.

It's an extremely ordinary sight, and it's not worth noting. But these are exactly what these so-called "diehards" insist on protecting.

She and Su Qingxue used to be such mortals, but now they are mortals like ants in the eyes of many monks. They are rewarded for their work and have been able to thrive from generation to generation. Compared to monks, mortals have short lives. But that brief time was full of warm ties.

Life is originally equal, but after all, it is divided into high and low for various reasons.

Speaking in detail, she is still different from Su Qingxue. In her previous life, she was just an ordinary person. And Su Qingxue is a distant mercenary in the eyes of ordinary people.

Does having the ability that ordinary people do not have mean a kind of responsibility, or is it a kind of capital? There is no absolutely right answer to this question from the very beginning. Because different people will have different choices. And they will all think that the other party is wrong.

"What is the Immortal Master thinking?" A drooping girl couldn't help but be curious when she saw Su Jinge cutting Linggu while being distracted, and stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of her clothes.

Su Jinge followed the voice and saw that it was a little girl dragging a rattan basket, and she was looking up at her with a good look. The clear and clean eyes are full of curiosity. The corners of Su Jinge's lips were slightly hooked, and he said, "I'm thinking about spring ploughing and summer growth, autumn harvest and winter hiding, whether it is the cultivation of farmers or the cultivation of this spiritual valley." ”

The little girl laughed at the words and smiled at the row of two missing teeth, "What's there to think about?" For the peasants, it is the cultivation of the peasants, and for the Linggu, it is the cultivation of the Linggu. The two are inherently unrelated. ”

Su Jinge was stunned for a moment, "Yes, that's exactly the truth." I can't imagine that you are so young, but you are more thorough than many adults. ”

The little girl was a little proud when she heard this, and raised her chin and said, "Naturally, we children think less, and you adults think more, which complicates the originally simple problems." ”

Su Jinge nodded, but did not speak again. I only smiled and made a goldfish with a Linggu rod and gave it to this little girl. Watching her run away happily.

The peasants have the practice of the peasants, and the spiritual valley has the practice of the spiritual valley. The two are indeed unrelated, but in fact they are closely related. For example, destroying the gods against the sky is the cultivation of Su Qingxue and other cultivators, but that cultivation is related to the survival and destruction of countless living beings.

It is true that people like to complicate simple problems, because many things cannot be solved in simple ways like children.

There are things in the world that can be done and things that cannot be done.

As the sun sets, the smoke rises.

Su Jinge returned to the Fuguang faction in the twilight evening breeze.

Unexpectedly, the mountain gate of Fuguang was lively in front of it.

Several disciples guarding the gate and the disciples who had returned from the mission were all squeezed aside, and a large area was vacated in front of the huge mountain gate, but there were only seven or eight Qi cultivators among them.

The distance was still far away, and Su Jinge had already recognized Duan Qingya's figure. At this moment, he was walking this way in a posture that nine cows could not pull back. The Qi cultivators behind him were blocking Niu Jin.

The hearts of these people are broken. Duan Qingya's cultivation was completely lost, and at this time, it was only re-incarnated. Why can't they stop it? The Duan family ancestor's instructions to be sure to watch people are still in his ears, and something has happened.

Soon Su Jinge understood why those disciples who were guarding the door and the disciples who had returned from the mission were hiding so far away. - Duan Qingya's cultivation is gone, but he is still so capable of fighting. The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and it is scary to watch.

Although those Qi cultivators said that their cultivation was higher than Duan Qingya at this moment, they all had some scruples, and the situation became like this. While persuading and doing it, he actually made trouble all the way from Hutianfeng to the mountain gate.

Seeing that Duan Qingya was getting farther and farther away from the mountain gate, one of the monks with a crooked hair seemed to have made up his mind, and one of them stopped in front of Duan Qingya, took a deep breath and said, "Although I am younger than you, you should call me uncle left and right." ”

Duan Qingya stopped for a while, looked at him, and really called out, "Uncle." ”

The crooked-haired monk breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something more. But I heard Duan Qingya say again: "Uncle go back first, and then I will make amends with my uncle after I clean up the villain." ”

The crooked monk's face was bitter, and he was pushed aside by Duan Qingya. Immediately received the neat gaze of his companion. The crooked monk's face became even more bitter. The eyes were clear one by one: Anyway, you have taken the name of the elders, who will make a move if you don't make a move?!

The crooked monk had no choice but to pull out the magic trick and prepare to forcibly bind back to Duan Qingya.

A small pale gray particle swayed out from the crooked monk's sleeve, and a cyan aura flashed, and countless vines sprouted from all directions, quickly forming a net of heaven and earth.

Duan Qingya's footsteps did not pause, and he swung out a sword light with his hand, and the sword qi was still the same as in the past, but it did not have much effect on the vines spawned by this spiritual power. Almost at the same time, several rays of purple light were born from under Duan Qingya's palm, instantly splitting the rattan net into black ash, and when the wind blew, even half of the ashes were not left.

There was an unprecedented silence in front of the mountain gate.

Who knew that Zhenyuan True Monarch Duan Qingya was a golden water twin spirit root, not a thunder spirit root. But just now, that aura clearly belonged to Monk Lei Linggen. And, most importantly, isn't it just the cause of the body? How can you make spells?

Immediately, everyone was relieved, Zhenyuan Zhenjun's cultivation was lost, and the strangeness of rebuilding and recovering at this moment was not an uncommon thing.

It's just that the two Duan family monks who are not included in this crowd are the crooked monks. There has never been no shortage of legendary geniuses in the Immortal Cultivation Continent. And Duan Qingya is one of them. The legend about him is in the Duan family, and everyone can count how many paragraphs. That naturally included his cultivation talent that was different from ordinary people. These people were stunned just because the attributes of the aura just now were different.

It was this stunned kung fu that Duan Qingya had already walked a long distance.

The crooked monk was the first to come back to his senses, and hurriedly waved his hand to Su Jinge, who was approaching this way, and shouted: "Please also ask Mingxin Zhenren to stop Zhenjun, if Zhenjun really goes to the Wang family, the ancestor will definitely pick our skin." ”

The Wang family is also a family of cultivators who are attached to Fuguang. Although it cannot be compared with the Duan family, it is not weaker than the Han family, the Lin family, and the Cui family. Thinking of yesterday's words, Su Jinge quickly made a judgment. With his arms stretched, he stopped Duan Qingya, who had come to the front.

As soon as Duan Qingya's footsteps deviated, he wanted to detour, "Sister, don't stop me." ”

Su Jinge also moved two steps to the side as Duan Qingya moved, still stopping in front of Duan Qingya, "Although I also think that the villain should be taught a lesson, but today the eldest brother should go back to see his father-in-law first, and then make a decision." ”

Duan Qingya was a little anxious. He had always disliked the way things were handled in the family. But it was a woman who stopped him in front of him, and he couldn't do it. There are very few women in the Duan family, and Duan Qingya has never had experience in dealing with women.

Speaking of which, this girl is still a disciple of Chonghua. Although he is called the eldest brother, he is hundreds of years younger than himself. is not only a woman, but also a little girl.

Looking at Su Jinge's black and white eyes, Duan Qingya felt unprecedentedly embarrassed.

The ancestor of the Duan family, who came to inquire about it, saw this meeting and suddenly realized something. patted his thigh with a look of remorse: Back then, I should have found a female master for this kid!