The desert monk slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and the two bamboo chopsticks were immediately broken into several sections, and the disciples were shocked and immediately speechless. The desert monk swept his eyes coldly and said angrily: "Look at the old seventeen, people still have to bear the daily food, and they also have to wash the dishes and sweep the floor. Look at yourself, what have you done on weekdays, and now you are embarrassed to say cool things. The more the desert monk said that he was angry, the louder his voice became, and his face immediately turned purple, and he said loudly word by word: "Do you know when this is?

The disciples didn't know why, so Master Dayou whispered in a low voice, "Senior brother, what's the matter?

Master Dashan was about to speak, but Master Yuru stood up and said, "Dashan, tell them about the grim situation! It's time to let them know!"

Master Dashan stood up and said, "Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Cui Houqing lowered his head and was uncertain for a while, wondering if he should let his uncle know that he might also reach the third layer, if the master knew that he would definitely be happy for himself! Cui Houqing's chest was pounding, and he muttered for a while, seeing that Master Yuru was about to turn around and leave, Cui Houqing stood up and said hurriedly: "Uncle, I..."

Master Yuru turned around and said without waiting for him to finish, "Oh, Master Houqing, you don't have to take it to heart, your master didn't say anything about you, your qualifications are known to your master, he won't blame you, sit down and eat!"

Yi Zhen'er also stood up, patted Cui Houqing's shoulder and said with a smile: "Good!

Cui Houqing looked at the gentle back, opened his mouth, but he couldn't say as if he was choking, and saw the figure disappear without a trace when he walked out of the hall door and turned to the left, so he slowly sat down.

Cui Houqing stared blankly at the rice bowl in front of him, and he didn't know where he thought of it, Master Dashan was talking eloquently there, introducing the current grim situation, but he didn't hear a word in his heart.

Cui Houqing sat on the moon platform, where after the last violent qi erupted, there were cracks everywhere, and even the hard bluestone on the edge of the cliff was broken for an unknown number of pieces. Cui Houqing stared blankly at the sky, the starry sky was dotted, but there was no moon for a long time. For some reason, without the moon, Cui Houqing is like an eggplant beaten by frost, unable to beat his spirits.

He reluctantly calmed down, and according to Old Man Zhong's teaching, he first accepted his qi, then fixed his qi, and finally his luck was natural, and the three-layer exercises were orderly. It wasn't until the hour that Cui Houqing breathed a sigh of relief and stopped practicing. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the starry sky in a daze, looking listless.

"Okay, it's time to come out!" Cui Houqing said these words out of thin air like a demon.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew, and three feet on the right, a white-bearded old man slowly appeared, and his beard was spread on the ground and dragged far away, it was the old man Zhong. Since three years ago, Old Man Zhong has been like what he and Cui Houqing agreed, the time is now, the time is not, and there is no delay for a day. Although he is usually not very punctual, every time he is reminded by Cui Houqing, he immediately appears. In the past three years, Old Man Zhong seems to have never left, disappearing and appearing in the same place, not bad at all, and even his posture has never changed.

The old man Zhong stretched his waist and yawned and said, "Sorry, I'm late again!" Cui Houqing is usually more restrained in front of other brothers except Yi Zhen'er, but he is familiar with this old man Zhong, who has known each other for a few years, just like his ancestors and grandchildren, and he has nothing to talk about.

Cui Houqing laughed when he heard this, and said, "I'm used to it." Old man Zhong glanced at him and said, "Look at the way you looked just now, what happened today?" Cui Houqing said what the desert monk said at the dinner table today. Old Man Zhong nodded, closed his eyes and muttered, and said, "In this way, you have followed a good master, and based on his words today, I am optimistic about his personality." ”

Cui Houqing rolled his eyes and said, "Hmph, I don't know if I scolded my master three years ago, saying that he was a good person, but today he would be a good person, and said that he could afford him, you are really..." Cui Houqing sighed lightly and shook his head to show that he was speechless.

The old man laughed and said, "Now I can barely improve his character, but I still look down on his cultivation, just rely on his pitiful Taoism, hum!"

Cui Houqing stood up angrily and said: "The master said that my Qinglong Mountain Mental Method is well-known in the cultivation realm, and the only one in the world who can be as famous as the Qinglong Ascension Formula of Qinglong Temple is the Qinglong Mountain Ascending Formula, and you actually look down on my Qinglong Mountain Dharma?"

Old man Zhong said: "The Green Dragon Ascension Technique? This name is good, imposing enough, domineering enough!" Suddenly, he changed his words and said: "However, this Green Dragon Ascension Technique is something, it didn't make me angry, that is, it barely touched the threshold, redundant and messy, and full of contradictions." Cui Houqing opened his mouth to argue, but Old Man Zhong said again: "If this is not the case, why has no one in Qinglong Mountain been promoted to the natural realm for thousands of years? Cui Houqing asked tentatively: "Do you know why?"

Old Man Zhong snorted lightly, his pride was aroused, he raised his head, and said, "Joke, how could I not know, that's me..." Old Man Zhong suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat, coughed, thinking that it was really dangerous, and almost told the secret. Quickly changed the topic and said: "However, I really admire your 'Three Smiles' child, no, no, it's the 'Three Laughs' ancestor." Seeing Cui Houqing glaring at him, Old Man Zhong hurriedly changed his words, and said: "What kind of trick can he create, and his name is so imposing, I admire him, there are only three people in the world who can make me say this." ”

Cui Houqing said curiously: "Who are the other two?"

Old man Zhong said, "One is the Venerable Liansheng, the ancestor of the Qinglong Temple, and the other is the Demon Sect Ancestor Ouyang Wang. The rest of the Tongtian Sect, the Infinite Gate, it's all bullshit."

Cui Houqing opened his mouth wide and said, "Demon Sect Demon, you actually admire Demon Sect Demon? ”

Old Man Zhong snorted and said, "Is it true that the righteous demons in the world are so clearly divided?" It's just that the exercises and cultivation methods are different, and now that the qi refining is in power, the righteous path is in the middle, and he returns to practice every day, isn't it the same as claiming to be the right way?"

Cui Houqing was dumbfounded, his heart seemed to be knocked, and he muttered in his heart: Is this really the case?

Cui Houqing thought for a long time and didn't find the words to refute, so he immediately let out a sigh of relief and sat down again. Cui Houqing is also confused in his heart, in the past three years, Cui Houqing's Qinglong Ascension Recipe has been changed by Old Man Zhong, it has been changed beyond recognition, and it has completely merged into a new kind of exercise, it is so that his inferior qualifications have progressed so quickly, is this Old Man Zhong really a master of the world who has lived for thousands of years? In the midst of the contradiction, he no longer thought about it, and said: "Maybe your words make sense, but I can't think like this, my parents were killed by demon sect demons." ”

Old Man Zhong looked disapproving, and said, "Really, are you so sure that they died at the hands of the Demon Sect?"

Cui Houqing asked rhetorically: "Isn't it? That day, I saw with my own eyes that the demon sect demon was fierce and cruel, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, but nine times out of ten it was done by him. ”

Old Man Zhong sighed meaningfully and looked up at the heavens: "What if one day you find out that your parents have died at the hands of the people you respect the most?"

Cui Houqing didn't think about it and said, "Impossible!"

Old Man Zhong still looked up at the sky, and said word by word: "Heaven, it's so capricious! You can't understand it, and you can't figure it out!" Then he seemed to think of something, and looked at the sky in a daze.

Cui Houqing didn't understand, and took out the wooden stick from his arms to devour the sky. As if sensing something, the old man suddenly looked down, his face was happy, and said, "Quick! show me it!"

Cui Houqing handed over the wooden stick and said, "It's been with me for so long, I don't know what kind of wood it is!"

Old man Zhong thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, let's just call him 'Tianmu'!"

Cui Houqing said: "Tianmu?"

Old man Zhong said: "Only this name can be worthy of it!"

Cui Houqing said curiously: "Tianmu? Could it be that it is the wood of the heavens?"

Old man Zhong laughed, noncommittal! Cui Houqing thought about it for a while, but he didn't understand it, he wanted to ask about its origin, knowing that Old Man Zhong wouldn't say it, he shook his head and gave up!

Old Man Zhong seemed to be able to peek into his heart, and he didn't raise his head, and said: "Its origin involves the secrets of heaven and earth, that level, you can't imagine, if you reach that point one day, I will tell you everything." In addition, you don't have a magic weapon now, so use it as your talisman weapon! Now that you have been refining your soul for five years, no one else can use it anymore. ”

Cui Houqing said curiously: "What is soul refining?"

Old Man Zhong shook his head and didn't answer!

The two ancestors and grandchildren are like this, you and I will talk about the time before we stop. Watching Old Man Zhong's figure slowly disappear, Cui Houqing looked up at a white light in the east, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Cui Houqing lived on the right side of the corridor, next to a row of empty houses, now occupied by a female disciple of the Tongtian Sect, and next to it was Wang Wenqing's residence. Cui Houqing came to the door of the room, and just wanted to push the door in, but it happened that Wang Wenqing came out of the courtyard door. The two involuntarily looked at each other, their eyes met, both stunned, and neither of them spoke. Looking at each other for a while, Cui Houqing nodded lightly, Wang Wenqing brushed his hair behind his ears, and walked over with a light lotus step.

Wang Wenqing walked to his side, looked at Cui Houqing in a daze, his eyes were a little flustered, his hands tightly clutched the skirts on both sides, and he said for a long time: "You... Practice... Coming back?"

The two have been neighbors for three years, and they have never said a word every time they meet, and they don't even make eye contact, which makes Cui Houqing a little flattered today. Cui Houqing was stunned for a moment before she nodded, pushed the door in, and motioned for her to come in and talk. Wang Wenqing hesitated, bit his teeth, and thought for a while before letting go of his hands and stepping in. Cui Houqing lit the candle, and the room gradually brightened, reflecting her beautiful face, which was still so cold and beautiful. Wang Wenqing was still standing on the side of the door, looking a little cramped, looking at Cui Houqing in a daze.

"You... Sit down!" Cui Houqing said softly, Wang Wenqing glanced at it, and then slowly stepped forward and sat down. Cui Houqing picked up the tea bowl, poured a cup of tea, and said, "Do you drink water?" Without waiting for an answer, he stuffed the tea bowl into Wang Wenqing's hand. Wang Wenqing's cold face melted, his cheeks flushed, revealing a shallow smile, and then he returned to his cold color, just holding the tea bowl tightly with both hands, sticking it to his chest, slowly putting it to his mouth, and taking a sip.

After a while, Wang Wenqing secretly raised his eyes to see that Cui Houqing was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly combing the little black hair with his right hand, and the little black was lying on the side of the bed, I don't know when he had woken up, looking at Wang Wenqing blankly, if Yi Zhen'er came, it would have jumped forward and rubbed in front of her, currying favor with her.

Wang Wenqing gently put the tea bowl on the table, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, "You say, is it good for me to worship Qinglong Mountain?" The voice is like fairy music, crisp and pleasant, very good.