I hope that person can show up sooner to protect me and let me be a coward with peace of mind.

A dream in life, a white cloud and a dog, in the end, the sun and the moon are silent, the water passes without a trace, and those who are difficult to abandon are just a little obsession.

……

Wan Zu didn't rush to the top of the mountain to drink tea.

Instead, he stood next to Cha Duoyu and them, sneering uncontrollably, every word was like a knife, scraping everyone's hearts one by one.

The knife is bloody.

The knife pierces the heart.

But it makes you speechless and powerless to refute.

The Bodhisattva of Ten Thousand Ancestors, with a white and tender face, still looked like a teenager, but he didn't expect it to be a chatter, chattering endlessly, not stopping for a moment.

Chaduoyu is not kowtowing at all.

She couldn't straighten up.

The backpack is too heavy, and every step feels like a negative mountain, can you not fall to your knees? In a quarter of an hour, Cha Duoyu walked fifty meters towards the mountain in front of him, knelt on the ground, slowly adjusted his breathing, raised his head to look at everyone, they were all farther than himself.

"Why do you give me the most weight?"

"Is this also called a prize?"

"It's clearly a punishment!"

"Isn't it all about a step-by-step approach to cultivation, and this one will directly kill people!"

Cha Duoyu gritted his teeth and thought, but still tried to stand firm, Wan Zu was not playing with her, this was also for her good, Cha Duoyu could distinguish between good and bad.

Wan Zu's voice is still floating in his ears: "This is the weight of fortune, how much fortune you get, how many adventures you get, how much courage you get, how much faith you get, how much help you get, how much truth you get, then how much weight you have to bear." ”

"This weight contains responsibilities and obligations, and when you accept gifts, these weights will invisibly weigh on your body, and you can't shake them off."

"Don't fight it."

"Try to accept the weight, to understand the weight, to use the weight."

"This is the rule of nature, and cultivation is to perceive the rules, use the rules, and create the rules."

When Cha Duoyu walked up the first ladder of the mountain with difficulty, the figure of the night Dragon Boat Festival was almost gone, his strength was stronger than Cha Duoyu, but the weight was lighter than her, and the natural speed was fast enough.

It's not just the night Dragon Boat Festival.

Fan Xiaohou is the same as Wu so-called, which impresses the tea and fish.

The boy who is not very in tune on weekdays, but at this moment he gritted his teeth and insisted, showing a patience that does not belong to them. In fact, Cha Duoyu can't understand the so-called mood of Fan Xiaohou and Wu at all, they are boys, disaster came, and in front of the girl they cared about the most, they had always played the role of the weak.

Protected roles.

A pampered character.

Thigh-hugging characters.

It's a boy who can't accept it.

Now, an opportunity is in front of them, ordinary people like them can also embark on the path of cultivation, and according to Wan Zu, the goals set for everyone are very demanding. But the farther away the goal, the smaller the relative gap, and the chance to overtake the counterattack.

If Wan Zu is really the first bodhisattva of the underworld.

A counterattack is possible.

Cha Duoyu and Li Hongxian have always wanted to counterattack Li Hongye, while Fan Xiaohou and Wu so-called are thinking about surpassing her Cha Duoyu.

"We're boys too."

"We're not oil bottles."

"We're amazing."

Because of this stubbornness, Fan Xiaohou and Wu So-called tried their best to behave well: "Isn't it just practice, girls can do it, it doesn't make sense that the old man can't do it." ”

Mountaineering is more difficult than flatland.

Three steps of stairs.

Cha Duoyu was already sweating and panting.

Adjusting his breathing with difficulty, Cha Duoyu began to frantically mobilize the power of ghosts and gods and the power of fairy spirits, and tried to infuse these energies into his limbs.

The intense pain began to erode Cha Duoyu's nerves, but the weight of the black bag was noticeably less bearable than before.

The footsteps are raised, and then lowered, and raised again, and continue to be lowered...... Mountaineering became a mechanical movement.

The power of the demons is the first to be consumed.

The immortal telekinesis is also in a hurry.

Cha Duoyu was sure that his method was absolutely wrong, but Wan Zu didn't tell himself what the correct operation idea was, and everything had to be realized by himself.

The nine flowers of Liansheng broke into the mirror, and the recovery speed of the tea and fish spirit sea was very fast, but the posture of climbing the mountain was really ugly, and others were at least normal to climb upward, and the tea and fish were used with both hands and feet.

It's really climbing.

"Cha Duoyu, are you a turtle? Ready to be the last one to the top of the mountain? Are you still the only ghost in the tea family? Don't you understand how to use the power of ghosts and gods? And those immortal mental powers, although they are poisonous, no matter how poisonous they are, they are also the energy of the fairy court! Stuffed into the muscles of the body, don't you feel rude and wasteful? Wan Zu saw Cha Duoyu slowly climbing the mountain and continued to taunt.

Wan Zu looked disdainful: "Control! To learn to control your strength, you can use as much as you should, no more, no less. ”

"Details, to feel the details of these energy flows, to feel with divine thoughts, you are already a ghost and god in the Tianyan realm, and divine thoughts can be felt."

"Use your brain more and practice with wisdom, not a stupid stuffy practice!"

"You're not the tail of a crane, you're talented, so, go show your talent!"

Wan Zu was not too thirsty, and kept following Cha Duoyu all the time, at first it was mocking, and gradually began to guide her how to control the power.

How to mobilize the power of ghosts and gods.

How to perceive the rules of the whole nature.

"Learn to take advantage."

"It's not about asking for a squeeze."

"Cultivation is an art."

At the beginning, Cha Duoyu was still resistant, thinking: "This Wanzu, shouldn't it be to play with me, or want to exhaust my aunt and grandmother, this backpack is too heavy, I can't hold on anymore." ”

Smack!

As soon as Cha Duoyu was distracted, Wan Zu directly slapped her in the air, and slapped her on the door, almost slapping her unconscious.

Wan Zu said coldly: "Cultivate with your heart, in the Three Realms, you are fortunate to have my one-on-one guidance, you should cherish it." ”

Cha Duoyu almost burst into foul language: "Don't let people live, this Bodhisattva definitely has a tendency to violence, which teacher teaches students like this." ”

But.

What can I do?

People have to bow their heads under the eaves!

Disaster has come, we can't wait to die!

Cha Duoyu thought so, and finally began to study with all his strength.

Make every possible effort.

Love, what's wrong.

Gradually.

Wan Zu's eyes finally began to smile, because Cha Duoyu really listened to it and began to practice.

Cha Duoyu is ruthless, ruthless to ghosts, and ruthless to herself, and she is very strong, and she is the last to be the last.

Fan Xiaohou and Wu were the first to be overtaken.

Just over, the foot stumbled, planted directly on the steps, and the forehead quickly bulged a big bag, Wu wanted to help, but was glared at by Wan Zu: "Want to increase the weight?" ”