Chapter 50: Clever Trap 3
"My Qingliang Valley has exercises that can calm people's minds, but I have never done anything in Qingliang Valley to perform the Qingxiu mantra like this."
The old man in gray took a big bite of chicken thigh, snorted, and said while chewing: "You will die if you talk directly, I have known you for so many years, so I annoy you this, you just say that she is better than blue." ”
The white-robed old man said without changing his face: "No, when did you quit this appetite before you had the opportunity to talk about me." ”
The old man in gray, whose name was called Nothing, shook his head and said, "I just can't get tired of eating it for hundreds of years, what's the matter!" You say that you have devoted yourself to cultivation, quit all those seven emotions and six desires, and have no desires and no desires, then what fun do you have in life? It's not interesting to just practice blindly. ”
The white-robed old man retorted: "Then you have eaten for hundreds of years, what do you feel when you eat it?" Don't forget, I'm waiting for you in five days' time. ”
After speaking, the figure of the white-robed old man disappeared in the blink of an eye, still gnawing on his chicken leg without raising his head, and the front was empty, as if no one had ever sat there.
It wasn't until he finished gnawing the chicken thighs that he drank another bowl of wine and smashed his mouth twice, and then he muttered to himself: "'One breath', it's still a little worse, we have stayed at this level for too long!" Alas, the polemic, it's still a bit interesting to move your mouth now. This appetite and desirelessness are not all a state, so why are you persistent? ”
Without saying that, he tore off another chicken leg.
Bai Yin, the head of Qingliang Valley, has cultivated to the realm of returning to the Yuan Mirror, and even those old monsters who have escaped from the world in the Great Gate Sect are in awe of him.
Qingliang Valley is a hidden sect, but as we all know, each of its heads is an unborn figure, and it is rumored in the world that if the head of Qingliang Valley is angry, at least more than half of the people in the mainland will be affected.
And such a character is still "a little worse" in the eyes of Wude, just this sentence makes people endlessly curious about the origin of this sloppy old man who has no gains?
Yun Qingyue naturally didn't know that her small action was seen by two rumored beings, and these two played a big role in her later cultivation career.
She is now concentrating on the "sister" who is about to officially meet, the Yun Lingxuan who has always been obedient to her sister.
When the Crescent Moon King enters the palace, he never needs to report before he can drive straight in. It's just that this time I took the carriage of Wenhou Mansion, and after entering the palace gate, the carriage could not move forward, and Yun Qingyue could only walk in by herself.
Along the way, those palace attendants saw her, and they just saluted casually, so they should have gone as they pleased, but there were one or two handsome attendants who saw her as if they had seen a ghost.
Yun Qingyue has no impression of them in her memory, and this phenomenon can only be said to be because the original body is too notorious.
Speechless for a while, Yun Qingyue simply picked a secluded road to walk.
The imperial palace of the Shengyuan Kingdom is similar to the style of the Crescent Moon Palace, or the Crescent Moon Palace is built on the architecture of the Imperial Palace.
It is said that Yun Ruoyao was the favorite daughter of the first emperor, and the Crescent Moon Palace was also built by the first emperor.
Looking at the pavilions and pavilions in this palace, and then comparing with the Crescent Moon Palace, you can see the deep affection of the emperor's daughter.
Yun Qingyue turned a blue lotus pond, and after the sound of gurgling water, it was a quiet silence. Just as Yun Qingyue sighed at the ingenious design of this combination of movement and static, she heard a voice coming intermittently.