Cultivation is boring and boring, the red dust is tempting, and cultivators have always advocated cutting off the red dust, why is it not because of such a boring cultivation, in the prosperous world, the most susceptible to the temptation of fame and fortune, the Taoist heart is lost, and there is naturally no light in cultivation.

Lin Luoran's situation is different.

It wasn't until she was twenty-seven years old that she had a chance to enter the path of cultivation, and before that, she had earned tuition fees with both hands and squeezed her youth to support her negative boyfriend. also because of her lack of education, she couldn't get a decent job, and because she was unwilling to accept the "unspoken rules" of her boss or boss, her long-term performance was all in vain...... She was ridiculed in front of her face, stepped into the dust, and endured all kinds of difficulties caused by her unwillingness to abandon her self-esteem for a little salary.

Her life, going down this path, is just to continue to find a balance between reality and self-esteem, work hard to make money, and find a partner in a similar situation, the two of them have struggled together in the city for a lifetime, maybe they can barely buy a house, and earn a slightly decent background for her son or daughter.

The small space in the heirloom, the square inch of the medicine field, her life has been rewritten since then.

Turning stones into jade, waving his hand to cut through tens of millions of jade, once he practiced, just like Fan Jin who was suddenly lifted, someone sent a villa with a market price of hundreds of millions, and with the improvement of cultivation, worldly money has become readily available. There are many people who have hollowed out their heads, just to have something to do with the Lin family...... She finally slowly became, and the Chinese cultivation world stomped her feet, and she could also influence the forces of one side.

In the past, there were two extremes in the past, and many people suddenly ascended to the sky, and they would not be able to adapt to it, but Lin Luoran did not.

She doesn't have to work so hard to cultivate, with the Lin family's money and her status in the Huaxia cultivation world, Lin Luoran can eat the best food in the world, drive the best car, live in the best house, and can be in a corner of the country and occupy the mountain as the king.

Then why do you have to go into retreat, and even the relatives and friends you care about the most have to be separated for a short time?

Lin Luoran, who was poor and extremely rich, always knew what he wanted.

Xiuzhen, who has seen the vast world and has the strength to truly travel the world, cannot live up to the fact that he has also been in this world. Look at the wider sea, instead of guarding the waters of Dongting, and dream of a monarch in the gorgeous Dragon Palace. Climb higher peaks, instead of stretching in Shu, but the low Qingcheng Mountains, occupy the mountains as kings, and draw the ground as a prison.

If you can, look at the starry sky......

Lin Luoran, who was in the Void Palace, suddenly opened his eyes.

This is the third year, and the spiritual power in her body has accumulated to a peak, but she has not been able to form a pill for a long time.

Looking back on the past today, I found that the obsession in her heart, in addition to Lin Ma's Daoji, there is still a grand wish made by practicing - her knot, I am afraid it must be in the mountains and rivers.

It's time to go out for a walk, right?

Lin Luoran now acted freely, fed the fish and shrimp in the pond, talked to them for a while, and didn't care whether these fish and shrimp could understand or not, and told them to take good care of their homes, Lin Luoran casually pinched a gold nugget behind the Dragon Monarch throne and put it in his hand to play.

She came out of Liu Yijing, full of tourists.

"Auntie, what time is it today?"

The female tourist who was stopped was stunned, she heard that Liu Yijing's incense was very spiritual, so she came all the way to burn incense. Now just after spring, not yet early summer, a thinly dressed, good-looking woman suddenly appeared next to her, if it weren't for the pale red cheeks and looked very good, this female tourist would think that she had "met a fairy".

"Oh, April 27th, young people nowadays can't even remember the days, but how can it be good."

Female tourists chatter, people of her age have been in the neighborhood committee for a long time, and it is very unpleasant to see young people nowadays, especially Lin Luoran, who doesn't even know how much life has passed.

Lin Luoran didn't defend either, the aunt in front of her, looking at the spiritual wings, was actually riddled with dark diseases, coming to this Junshan to worship Longjun, isn't it to worship herself now?

Lin Luoran looked at the mountains full of men and women, or gray-haired, ordinary-dressed, they sought to be in good health and not drag their children back. There are also people who are bejeweled, muttering in their mouths that they want to be rich and wealthy to a higher level.

Ordinary people also know that they want to be healthy, and rich people want to be richer, and they are really greedy.

It's a pity that I'm not the God of Wealth. However, thinking of those who were suffering from illness and the intentions of thousands of miles, Lin Luoran thought about it, said goodbye to his aunt, chose a slightly hidden corner, pulled out a Ganoderma lucidum from the space, and threw it in the space for many years, and I don't know how many years it has been.

Ganoderma lucidum melted into a small pool of concentrated liquid medicine in Lin Luoran's palm, and Lin Luoran threw another piece of thousand-year-old He Shou Wu and thousand-year-old ginseng, which turned into a concentrated liquid together, and the four major immortal medicines were only lacking Cordyceps, but it was enough, right? Lin Luoran pinched the water system technique in his right hand, the "Earth Rejuvenation" that Zeng Tian couldn't learn well, and drew some of the abundant water aura in the Dongting waters, fused the concentrated medicinal liquid, and turned it into spiritual rain.

In order to worry that these people who came to worship the Dragon Monarch would avoid it when they saw the rain, Lin Luoran deliberately made the spiritual rain shiny.

"Look, it's raining, let's go hide."

"No, this rain is golden......"

Tens of thousands of tourists on Junshan Mountain didn't react too much because they were surprised, and some people were afraid of some corrosive acid rain, so they seized the pavilion and the shade of the trees to hide from the rain. There is the real smart, seeing that there is no wind and sudden rain, the rain color is different, and the air is filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

These people were immovable, and the spiritual rain containing abundant spiritual energy and huge medicinal power fell on their bodies, and instantly disappeared into their clothes.

When the pores are stretched, the blood flow is more powerful, and the medicinal power flows into the heart and is transported to the whole body by the blood. The four major immortal medicines in the world, ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum and Cordyceps sinensis, for a mortal fetus in the flesh, a thousand-year-old ginseng plant will make him unable to cure his disease, but will explode and die. But Lin Luoran mixed the three elixirs into the water aura and shared them with 10,000 people, and that little bit of medicinal power was a great opportunity for them.

Those who have a little insight think of the "miracle" in Tianfu Square in Rongcheng a few years ago, although they don't know how their body is, but they feel that they can't fake.

It is scarce, but it is only a matter of a few minutes, the sky is blue, the lake is windless, and this "spiritual rain" is already gone.

The old man trembled slightly, bowed his head and bowed, "The dragon lord has appeared, the dragon lord has appeared!" ”

There are those who missed the spiritual rain, asked the feelings of the people around them, beat their chests, and had to bow their heads and bow, hoping that this Dongting Dragon King would have another spiritual rain.

"The Dragon Lord has manifested his ......"

Wave after wave of shouts, watching thousands of people kneel down in unison, Lin Luoran, the initiator, was stunned when he hid in the dark.

"The opportunity is here, quickly show your figure in the air, think of a way, and be clear about your body!"

The soft and glutinous voice of the little silver fish suddenly sounded, no matter what the two aborigines in the space did to her, they never harmed her is true, Lin Luoran pinched a handprint, the technique of "illusion" is similar to the "plastic sound" that is also in the foundation building period.

One is to transmit sound into the ears a few miles away, and the other is to reveal the image of the person in front of the person a few miles away - if the two are neutralized, Lin Luoran feels very much like a 3G video call, cough cough.

"Hey, your clothes aren't very appropriate, change to a more gorgeous one." Little Silverfish has a lot to say today.

Lin Luoran was wearing a "Ruyi shirt", and it was too simple to change clothes.

The most gorgeous clothes she has ever seen are probably like the "Dunhuang Flying Heaven" painting, such a goddess with low eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes are compassionate.

As soon as her mind moved, she was already wearing a colorful dress with flying clothes, and her hairband turned into a phoenix nodding bead step, pulling her black hair into a cloud sideburns.

A water mirror suddenly appeared in the sky above Jun Mountain, and a phantom with fluttering clothes appeared in the sky, the face was a little blurry, but the outline was clearly visible.

"Thank you for your sincerity, and send spiritual rain to wash away the dust."

The clear and simple female voice, the area of Junshan is not small, but everyone can hear it clearly.

Not to mention how surprised the good men and women were when they looked up in the air, Lin Luoran privately didn't understand the motives of the little silverfish who called him to pretend to be a ghost.

This...... Is it the fairy daughter of the sky?

All the people kneeling on the ground were like dreams, some people quietly pinched themselves, and the clear pain was not a dream, what the eyes saw and what the ears saw was real.

"Are you, Heavenly Palace Fairy?" Finally, the bold young man took the lead, Lin Luoran smiled slightly, and the water ripples, and her face became more and more blurred.

There was a young man who secretly pulled the sleeve of the young man, but how stubborn the newborn calf was, he raised his head and asked again.

Lin Luoran followed the explanation of the little silver fish and read according to the book: "You can call me 'dust heart', and now I am temporarily living in Dongting Dragon Palace, and I am here to meet you by the love of incense." ”

Dusty heart, Lin Luoran has no teacher and no faction, so the Dao name that should have been given by the elder was taken by her at will.

If she doesn't believe it, she won't be able to cultivate her own Tao in the red dust, and if she doesn't believe in a soft person, she won't be able to attain the Tao!

"Dust Fairy?"

"Living in the Dragon Palace, is it a dragon girl?"

"Is there really an immortal in this world?"

This is the voice of many people, the water mirror is insignificant, and Lin Luoran's figure has disappeared. In the later stage of foundation building, "plastic sound" and "illusion" were used together, and the audience was so wide, it was not easy for her to support this piece.

Because she reported herself to the door, these incense that should have been enjoyed by Dongting Longjun, who didn't know where to go, all fell on the person "Dusty Heart".

Lin Luoran is the "dust heart", and the "dust heart" is Lin Luoran.

Jun enjoyed the pious wish power of the spiritual rain on the mountain, turned into the power of faith, and rushed into Lin Luoran's sea of knowledge.

After half an hour, when she opened her eyes again, it was already the middle of the night, and Junshan was quiet and only she was alone. Lin Luoran's face was different, is the opportunity that this little silverfish said too big?

At this moment, in her sea of knowledge, there is a colorful sculpture of Dunhuang flying in the sky, and the nose and eyes are indeed exactly the same Lin Luoran.

The painted sculpture lowered its eyebrows, its eyes were compassionate, and some small fireflies flickered in front of it, shining like stars.