Grandma once said: You must know how to forgive those who are evil, they don't know what they are doing. But she goes on to say that only the strong can forgive the wicked, and the weak don't have to be so generous, because he will come to you again and again.

In other words: compassion also requires qualifications.

It has been a year since Zhong Zhen arrived at the dark tomb gate, Zhao Yong died, and two of Li Yong and Daniel Zhang and others also came, and they were also knocked unconscious by her from behind, with that black stick, and then tied up and stitched. The body was pulled to the ground and found after two days of exposure to the sun.

The man died quietly, and the bones were taken by other fellow disciples to make materials, and no one pursued them.

The aftermath is equally quiet.

This is the Tomb Gate.

Lin Jiaoyan, who lived in the same cave, wanted to move out and live alone at first, but after thinking about it for three days, she decisively stayed. Since Zhong Zhen is more fierce than Zhao Yong, but she is very good to herself, it should be safe to live with her.

Besides, in such a terrible place, a person lives in a hole in the ground, and it is difficult to die in it, and no one will find the corpse when it is rotten.

From a newcomer to a not so new person, no one dares to provoke these two female evil stars, especially Lin Jiaoyan, with a fierce face, whoever provokes her will definitely be scolded with blood. In addition, a few people who died inexplicably once threatened to go to those two female disciples, who would dare to ask for trouble.

However, the younger Senior Sister Zhong always smiled sweetly, and everyone thought to themselves, if it weren't for Senior Sister Lin's protection, would you still be able to smile so happily?

"Senior Brother Qiu, thank you so much! If I had to walk so far alone and carry so many things, I don't know how long it would take to get there? Why don't we take a break and drink some water, and I'll wipe your sweat. ”

Zhong Zhen took out an embroidered handkerchief from her arms and perfunctorily fooled Qiu Bali's forehead.

The two of them are going to Fang City, three hundred miles away, although they have cultivation on their bodies, and they are not slow to walk, but they are carrying many things, and it is difficult to walk fast.

Besides, the ground is cool and comfortable, but the ground is extremely hot. There was no water on the ground, no trees at all, except for the dwarf thorn grass, and the wind was so strong that sometimes it blew sand the size of a little finger. The road is not easy to walk, there are potholes, and you have to keep an eye on your feet, and if you are not careful, you will break your feet.

Qiu Bali has been to the Dark Tomb Gate for many years, and he has never seen such a gratifying little sister, smiling innocently and sweetly, and the handkerchief on his face carries a little girlish fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

In fact, they had just come out of the sect and had only run for dozens of miles, how could they sweat so quickly, but Qiu Bali felt that the junior sister was really very considerate, and she couldn't use it in her heart.

He secretly made up his mind that one day he would rescue Senior Sister Zhong from the fierce Senior Sister Lin, otherwise when she also became a fierce woman, the entire dark tomb door would really have no sunlight at all.

Qiu Bali didn't see any crooked thoughts, a little girl who didn't have a long life, but she was only twelve or thirteen years old, what ideas could she have. Zhong Zhen also felt that this Senior Brother Qiu was stupid and powerful, and when he saw him smiling honestly and honestly to greet, he slapped the snake stick and greeted him with a smile on his face, so that he could help carry the goods to the market to sell.

It is not easy to find such a loyal and honest person in the Dark Tomb Gate, and compared to those white-faced senior brothers, Senior Brother Qiu has a bronze complexion, and it is pleasing to the eye. On top of that, it's quite dangerous to go to the market alone. If you hadn't seen the robbed corpses along the way, it would have been pouring rain that day.

Zhong Zhen went to Fang City for the first time, and only walked a few dozen miles before coming back. Fortunately, people don't look down on her goods, and she doesn't have a spirit crystal in her hand. People saw that she was young and ignorant, so they didn't feel too difficult for her.

As for this Senior Brother Qiu, he went to Fang Market once in ten days and half a month, and every time he was unharmed.

This can only show one thing, it is definitely not that Senior Brother Qiu is so lucky, every time he encounters a pouring rain, the robbers coincidentally rest, and the only conclusion is that those who rob can't beat him.

In fact, there is very little rain here, not necessarily two or three times a year. If you really have to wait for the rainy day to go out and walk halfway down, the rain will probably stop long ago.

Rain or not, Qiu Bali doesn't like to squat in the hole. He liked to sleep in the shack in his garden, and always stayed on the ground. But he had to run underground ten times a day, because there was only a water source underground, for the sake of the green vegetables and fruit trees that he didn't know where to go.

When he went to Fang Market this time, he carried a burden with two baskets, half of which was freshly picked vegetables and vegetables, and the other was half a basket, but Zhong Zhen's goods were placed.

This Fang Market was jointly established by several corpse cultivation sects in the vicinity, with three large shops, more than a dozen small shops, and a large area in the east of the Fang Market for everyone to set up stalls.

The two pinched the point, and when they arrived, it happened to be not long after the sun had just risen in the morning, and they helped Zhong Zhen set up the stall, and Qiu Bali went to Zhenwei Pavilion to sell vegetables.

Zhong Zhen has been here twice, and she is very skilled in standing in front of the stall and selling, "The memories of the past, the memories of a lifetime, the best auxiliary treasure for refining spirits." You can get three spirit crystals, if you buy two, get one free......"

The necros are generally silent, and their faces don't have much more breath of a living person than a dead person. The ones sold were also some human bone utensils, scavenging plants, etc., all of them sat in front of the stall with their eyes closed and cultivated, if someone came to ask, they only opened their mouths to say the price, where was Zhong Zhen so loud to sell.

Her voice was sweet and crisp, which immediately made many people look sideways. This really attracted a lot of customers who visited the stalls, and even those stall owners who closed their eyes and cultivated frowned and opened their eyes.

A male cultivator in his thirties stopped, glanced at the goods on the stall and said, "You are a bunch of mud people, how to assist in refining spirits, you are really full of nonsense, laughing to death." ”

"Uncle, take a closer look, is this an ordinary mud man? You pinch two and show me. Zhong Zhen picked up one of the clay sculptures, looked at them very affectionately, and gently stroked the eyebrows and eyes of the clay sculptures with his hands, as if he was holding a rare treasure.

"We didn't fall from the sky and grow out of the ground, a child was born, and my father and mother pulled a handful of and urine, and how much effort was spent. Now that you are practicing outside, don't you miss the past, uncle? The little sister of the neighbor's house, the puppy cub who is happy everywhere next door, how many of them are bitter and bitter, and affectionate memories ......"

There were already a lot of people gathered next to him to watch the excitement, and one of them interjected impatiently: "What's the point of saying so much, we have left our homes since the day of our practice, and we can't go back anyway, can we go home if we buy you mud people?" ”

Zhong Zhen glanced up at the man in surprise, and then continued to look at the clay sculpture in his hand, revealing a look of nostalgia for the past, "This is carved according to my mother's appearance, it took me three days and three nights, carved with affection and memories." Facing the neighbors and the statue of my father and mother every day, I can understand the meaning of cultivation. I have only been in the business for a year, and I have not only refined the second layer of spirit, but also refined the prototype of love. ”

Zhong Zhen is already a second-level cultivator, unlike everyone, although his face is also pale and his body is emaciated, he does not have cloudy eyes, dark blue circles, and his transparent face is not blushing.

Cultivation is divided into the primary soul refining period, and the advanced soul refining period.

First of all, we have to refine the spirit, which is the seven kinds of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. If you can cultivate any of these spirits to perfection, you can ascend to the soul refining stage. As Senior Sister Liu, who was in charge of the new disciples at the beginning, said that Elder Deng was the senior of the Soul Refining Period.

She raised her head and looked firmly at a group of people who were moved, "Do you understand, cultivation is comprehension, not sitting under the ground to absorb corpse qi. Having love makes you radiant and makes you powerful. Although I don't have enough to eat and don't have enough clothes, because of the deep love hidden in my heart, I can make my cultivation go further and make the world more vast. ”

Actually, what I said is true, it should be true, Zhong Zhen said softly in her heart, but she was not so sure.

A short young man in his twenties said disdainfully: "It sounds so beautiful, it seems to be true." But you mud people look pretty good, but they're too expensive. It's not a magic weapon with spiritual power, and it can't be used to defend against attacks, so we can buy a lot of silver beans for some silver beans when we go to the mortals outside. ”

Silver beans can buy my carvings, Zhong Zhen felt insulted, and said angrily: "Not to mention that my carvings are not comparable to those ordinary people outside, these are carved by me with the perception of cultivators, you can pick one and feel it in your hands." Please also ask this eldest brother not to compare mortal items with my auxiliary magic weapons. ”