The stacks of rolling papers on the desk were all mutilated, curled up and overlapped like sun-dried salted fish. That's pretty good, a couple of unlucky guys are even crumpled and crumpled on the ground.

"Annoyed me." As soon as she kicked it, the unlucky ball of paper was round and her stomach was kicked away.

Two clusters of willow eyebrows fell on the watery spring, and as soon as the nose was sore, tears fell on the paper without obeying.

"I've been writing for three whole months, and I haven't improved at all." Shu Qing rubbed her warm index finger, and as the pen sharpened the paper shuttle day and night, a layer of clotted fat unconsciously turned into a rough cocoon.

Compared with these squeamish hands, the torment in the heart is even more uncomfortable, the endless effort is like running in the dark, you can never find the exit, but you are afraid that as soon as you stop, you will be swallowed by the darkness and finally still fighting.

A pair of fists clenched and landed on the head, and she held her head and bowed her head speechlessly, as if she wanted to rub herself into the wordless book.

"If you are not focused enough, only if you have no distracting thoughts, you can cultivate the spirit and destroy the body, and master the art of flying to the heavens and the earth." Before the words fell, Luo Yin saw that the girl picked up the brush again, lifted her elbow to wipe away her tears, and quietly slashed six with a pen.

Luo Yin walked out of the door, and the fan brushed his eyebrows, revealing a flash of smile. "It's weird, I can pick up such a good apprentice with such a casual temperament."

The mullioned window locks up the two worlds, looking out of the window through the three thousand troubles, the sun is just right, and the green shade is thick. The potato boy who had lost his restraints was picking up a scoop of water and rushed away at Bi Ma Wen without saying a word. Laughter, laughter, laughter and scolding instantly filled the shore of the lotus pond, which is the place where the gods stay, it is clearly a troubled world.

"Potato boy, how can you bathe your grandfather Wen?" Luo Yin used a fan to block the rising sun in April, and walked slowly with squinted eyes.

When the little guy saw Luo Yin Xianzun coming, he was even more energetic, his little mouth was pursed, and his jaw was closed, revealing a seemingly honest little face. But the wit that lingered in his eyes betrayed him, and the bright little tiger teeth were exposed, and this old man Wen knew that he was going to suffer again.

Before he could say "Save .....", he saw a waterfall-like star splash and a broken bead, and his whole body was wet and comfortable.

"I'm drinking water for flowers, why doesn't he drink my water all the time?" Potato Boy tilted his little head and looked at Luo Yin with great doubt.

She hid her smile with a fan, and her two gentle eyebrows fell lightly. With a wave of his cloud sleeves, he put the old man Wen into his sleeve and whispered softly. "It must be that your Shu Qing has already fed it, don't you believe it and ask?"

The little demon was stunned, lifted the two knees, and shook them while surging away in search of the answer.

"Shu Qing! Shu Qing! The little guy pushed with both hands, and the two wooden doors were slammed, and the light and shadow shattered along the open-carved lattice sash to the ground. The girl who was writing hard was like a deaf person, completely ignoring the noise of the outside world, the black hair and silk hung down on the rolling paper, and the tip of the low cage's nose was about to paste the rolling paper, and dense jade beads appeared.

The potato boy thought that Shu Qing didn't hear him shouting, so he ran to him again, and two fleshy little fists pinched the corners of Shu Qing's sleeves, swaying back and forth like swings. "Shu Qing, Shu Qing, have you watered the flowers?"

Seeing that Shu Qing ignored him, he was even more bold and swayed. "Why doesn't he drink my water? Why? ”

But the girl was unmoved, and moved her elbow to the desk with all her strength, and continued to hold her breath and continue to wave the pen with her pen.

Looking at Shu Qing with a serious face, how did this potato boy, who was only obsessed with bullying Old Man Wen on weekdays, know what this was for.

So he jumped on the desk and spread out, his hands were open, his eyes were closed, and he lay on it as soon as he leaned back, his round little eyes narrowed and opened again, and he secretly looked at Shu Qing.

The girl still wrote bitterly, even if she was sweating profusely and her hair was tangled, she was not distracted, her round eyes were like the brass bell, and she was full of energy.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Potato Boy immediately thought of another ghostly idea. He opened his small round mouth like a goldfish, and he inhaled all his vitality, and his bulging little belly instantly swelled like a ball. I bumped into it and was stuck on the pen.

Shu Qing just regarded it as a flying ball, poked her navel with the barrel of the pen, adjusted the posture of holding the pen and continued to write.

The fluffy brush poked the point, and as soon as the potato boy was soft, his vitality was discharged, and the big round leather ball suddenly jumped up to the roof and hit the beam. When I came down again, my nose and face were swollen, and I pointed at the girl in front of me with a handful of snot and tears: "Why are you bullying me!" ”

Ignored again, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up angrily, landed in front of Shu Qing, showed his fangs viciously, stretched out his head, and bit down on the pen.

"Ignore me, take care of me!" The saliva in the mouth was pulled and dripped on top.

The girl dragged the pen with difficulty and continued to write, and her cold and frosty face finally took on a trace of gloom, and then pressed it down, and her face was as calm as the stagnant water that had regained its calm.

"I still have a trick!" Potato Boy muttered to himself. used the root of his teeth to drive the pen back and forth in a serpentine shape, which suddenly disrupted Shu Qing's brushwork.

I saw that the girl paused, crushed the tip of the pen on the rolling paper, patted a hand of the case, and lifted her breath, then lifted the pen and walked up, and the action of drawing the knife and cutting the water quickly skimmed the face of the child in front of her.

Suddenly, the stroke of paper came out, and there was already a thick ink on the little white face.

"I see what the master means! It turns out that only by thinking about the goal can we do everything without words! Shu Qing suddenly realized.

The second monk looked at her puzzledly, and before he could realize it, the fluffy tip of the pen poked straight into his little face.

"Don't! Don't! "The little potato boy broke open the door, and his face was already dark, and there was no good place.

"Draw me a Wang Babei, your little face is just right!" The girl who was chasing after her was holding the pen high above her head.

Running east to Tibet, the potato boy plunged into the silk clothes, looked up and saw that it was Luo Yin Xianzun, and immediately hid behind him as if he had found a savior.

"It's going to be a good thing, I think you should come to me too." Luo Yin said.

"Master, I've broken the wordless book! You can write out the ink! ”

Luo Yin didn't look at her either, just turned around and tapped the lotus pond next to her with a fan. "Now take out the paper, and if you can use this to walk freely on the surface of the pool, come to me again."

The little potato boy took Shizun's hand, slapped Shu Qing's ass defiantly, and walked away. Leaving a young girl messy in the wind.

But fortunately, there is only one stubborn word left in this girl's body, with a sense of refusal to admit defeat.

Pick up the pen on the lotus leaf stroke by stroke to draw a "one" word, gently blow the word actually floated out of the lotus leaf floating on the water, she grabbed the fence, calmly jumped down, and then poked out of the head has already been out of the water hibiscus!

It seems that this can only be written on the five elements, if there is no physical object, I am afraid that there is no way for the king of heaven to come.

Thinking of this, Shu Qing's transparent head flashed with inspiration, and suddenly remembered what the master said.

"Why don't you use your pen as a boat?" She said.

When it was too late, he turned around and climbed the fence. Carefully threw the pen on the water, and tied the Luo skirt tightly, and committed himself down, but in the end, it was just a hail and a lotus leaf to find a falling flower.

In the failure again and again, with the polishing of time, the warm spring breeze has shaken away, a tender bamboo forest has also changed into dark blue clothes, the girl's smooth forehead slowly grew fine velvet hair, she gradually put away the bright smile like April, and the pear vortex filled with sweet wine also instantly disappeared.

For a few days, I was always depressed, sitting on the fence with my buttocks, the wet green silk sticking to my cheeks, and the pink delphia was stained with a little mist, and slowly fell down the skirt of the full pool water. She kept hooking the water with the golden lotus, and her restless feet splashed to vent her dissatisfaction.

A crane flew in and caught her attention. Luoyin Mountain has passed the middle of the year, and I have never seen a crane, so where did this spiritual creature come from?

The crane spreads its white feathers, and it does not fall in the wind; The jade hook is close at hand, fluttering like a god; Pumping the lotus and flirting waves, treading water without traces; The idle clouds and cranes are fixed, and the feathers are pecked to catch the wind.

Looking at this one-breath floating on the water, a little spirit rhino made her feel that her whole body was transparent, and she held it in her chest through the spring breeze. "If you want to be above the five elements, you must be reborn, the six roots are pure, and the qi is like a quiet orchid!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes, the bell moved shallowly, and the breeze was blowing; The arch of the eyebrows is raised.

She placed herself in the chaos, her thoughts falling on the still water with a feather, a drop of water, ripples spreading, and her mood was quietly opened.

Push the fence more and more, only to see the clothes such as thin clouds such as light swallows, sweeping the air and pacing, a few wisps of smoke waves will fall on a trace of green water, looking back at the rippling waves, and then look at the girl's willow eyebrows to block the spring breeze, the jade face falls Zhu Chen, the red pen falls, the pen trend opens, and the smile of a piece of spring around the bamboo slightly.

Luo Yin, who came out of nowhere, cast a little spell, and the pen under his feet suddenly disappeared.

As soon as her toes slipped, just a few millimeters away from the water, she held her hands together, her waist was like water, and with a light backflip, she stood up and touched the ground, falling steadily, the green water was traceless, and she didn't spit out, and she was full of energy.

Red black wheel shaft, jade rabbit to seize the sun. A few days down, the green lotus finally has a figure in the treading water patrol, over the pavilion trestle bridge, flying above the nine heavens, pedaling cranes, carrying clouds to make clothes, when like lightning across the clear sky, and if the birds fly idle clouds to make poems, so not comfortable a fairy, the potato boy wants to chase is also prohibitive.

"The double is broken. Next, follow me to the Infinite Realm. Shizun flicked his sleeves and said.

Shu Qing stepped on the water, pulled his clothes and sleeves and stopped in front of him, and asked, "Infinite Realm?" What is that? ”

"The Infinite Realm is the realm set up by Penglai and Yun Luan, created for hammer cultivation. If you don't make a move, you will be swallowed up by the Infinite Realm, and if you are defeated, you will be eliminated from the Infinite Realm, and only the enemy who defeats you will have the last laugh. This is the fastest chance to break through the triple layer, but it is also the most dangerous situation, because the immortals inside will not show mercy to your men! ”。

Shizun said, and walked towards Luoyin Pavilion with Shu Qing......