"That dryad who calls himself Grandma in Lanruo Temple?"

Hearing Xiaoqing's 'bad news', Bai Suzhen blinked, looked at Xiaoqing and asked.

"Yes, the dryad sent an invitation to celebrate the 1,000th birthday."

Listening to Xiaoqing's reply, Bai Suzhen was even more confused.

"The Dryad..... I don't know! ”

Glancing at Xiaoqing suspiciously, Bai Suzhen added, "Besides, a little demon with only a thousand years of cultivation, where did I get the confidence to go and congratulate it on its birthday?" ”

Bai Suzhen really didn't understand, and then looked at Xiaoqing in front of her, thinking of the act of dying in front of her a few days ago.

She inexplicably had a doubt in her heart - these little monsters, are they all so fond of dying?

Or rather..... I don't know how thick the sky is?

Looking at Bai Suzhen's puzzled expression, Xiaoqing seemed to understand something and hurriedly explained.

"Sister, that tree demon grandmother, I have a holiday.

This time, after I heard that I gave up my family business to follow my sister, I may have wanted to take the opportunity to find trouble. ”

Subsequently, Xiaoqing narrated the grievances between the two.

Speaking of which, the two had a grudge more than a hundred years ago.

At that time, Xiaoqing was still a personable and turbid son, and by chance, the quiet young man left his cave and wandered around for a few days.

One day, Qing Gongzilang arrived in Guobei County, and when he passed by Lanruo Temple, the sky had already darkened.

Seeing that there were many jackals, tigers and leopards on the mountain, it was a good place to stay, so Qing Gongzi stopped coming and walked towards the mountain.

Along the way, Qing Gongzi killed a few jackals, slaughtered a leopard and resisted to Lanruo Temple to prepare for dinner.

At that time, Lanruo Temple was still a temple, and there was a group of monks living in the temple, and the monks were quite cultivated, and the presiding officer of Lanruo Temple was a monk in the realm of Taoism.

Seeing that Qing Gongzi was full of demonic energy, carrying the wolf demon tiger and leopard that he had killed, the monks of Lanruo Temple naturally refused to let him in.

However, when did Qing Gongzi ever be reasonable? My son takes a fancy to your territory and gives you face, but you dare to object?

As a result, Qing Gongzi, who had already entered the tribulation period at that time, was furious and knocked down the host of Lanruo Temple with three punches and two kicks.

Theoretically speaking, the strongest host in the temple was knocked down with three punches and two kicks, so these monks should also be more interesting, right?

However.....

Not really.

After being knocked down by Qing Gongzi with three punches and two kicks, the old monk named Wuse of Lanruo Temple didn't wait to get up from the ground, but shouted to the little monk behind him - "Go and invite the tree demon grandma!" ”

It turned out that the reason why this Lanruo Temple was able to flourish was entirely because the temple on the bright side had actually secretly hugged the thigh of the tree demon's grandmother.

The temple uses its peak incense to provide enough yang energy for the tree demon to help her cultivate.

The Dryad Grandma ensured that the temple would last forever.

Of course, because the incense is strong enough and the flow of people is very large, there is no need to do all the things that are fishing.

Therefore, although Lanruo Temple helped the tree demon's subordinates absorb people's yang energy, they did not directly kill people.

Generally, everyone just absorbs a little, even if someone can feel it afterwards, but after all, the Spring Festival was once, and many people only thought that the weakness of the next day was a side effect of that incident, and it did not cause too much turmoil.

It is precisely in this way that the cooperative relationship between the two can be strengthened.

Knowing that someone came to the door to kick the field, the tree demon grandma immediately went out and fought with Qing Gongzi, as a result, the two fought for a long time, and found that if they didn't want to fight to the death, no one could help anyone at all.

There was no grudge, and no one could fight for their lives for a few old monks, and finally after a few cruel words to each other, the matter was stopped.

The tree demon retreated, and Lanruo Temple lost her thigh, so she could only let Qing Gongzi enter the temple to show off her might.

After eating a barbecue in the main hall of Lanruo Temple, Qing Gongzi rested overnight in Lanruo Temple that night.

Coincidentally, that night, Qing Gongzi was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt a foxy ghost.

With a sniff of the nose, you find your way.

After arriving at the place, Qing Gongzi saw a female ghost full of fairy energy, who was performing a charm technique to absorb a man's yang energy.

When the female ghost heard the movement, she turned around nervously and saw the personable young man coming from behind.

Qing Gongzi was approaching, and the female ghost suddenly turned around, and the moment of surprise made Qing Gongzi feel a sense of love at first sight.

And then.....

To put it simply, Young Boy, with his years of experience in flirting with girls, successfully hooked up with Fluttershy.

The next day, Young Master Qing leaves Lanruo Temple with Fluttershy, ready to take her back as a concubine.

His own subordinates were abducted, and the dryad grandmother naturally would not stand idly by.

In fact, it doesn't lack such a subordinate, but it just can't stand Qing Gongzi's attitude of robbing himself without even saying hello, especially since the two have already fought each other before.

Therefore, the tree demon grandmother did everything possible to block it and fight with Qing Gongzi again.

In the midst of the fight, Grandma Dryad kills Fluttershy, and the two are completely at odds with each other.

This mutual resentment has lasted for a hundred years and has continued to this day.

After telling his past experience in a more euphemistic form, Xiaoqing looked at Bai Suzhen cautiously, but found that there was no expression on the other party's face.

"The old monk of Wuse of Nalan Ruo Temple, died less than two years after I was severely injured, and after Wuse, a great monk named Huineng took over as the host.

The great monk Huineng was unwilling to join the Tree Demon Grandma, and after fighting with the Tree Demon Grandma with the power of the temple, he moved out of Lanruo Temple with the few remaining disciples.

Later, Lanruo Temple was abandoned, and without the signboard of Lanruo Temple, the life of the tree demon grandmother was not easy.

Especially in recent years, a Terran monk named Yan Chixia has lived in Lanruo Temple, constantly making trouble for the tree demon grandmother, so it has rarely had experience to block me over the years.

The reason why I sent an invitation this time was because a few days ago, the tree demon grandma hugged a thigh. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing that there was someone behind the tree demon grandmother, Bai Suzhen became a little interested.

"I heard that a few months ago, the tree demon grandmother didn't know which line to pass through, and got acquainted with the ghost king of the underworld, the old demon of Montenegro.

The old demon of Montenegro was obtained by Montenegro in the underworld, absorbing the spirit and desire of the ghost in the underworld, and became a half-demon and half-ghost existence.

Although the strength is far from the top ten ghost kings of the underworld, it is also a ghost immortal-level existence.

And I heard that the reason why the old demon of Montenegro was able to dominate one side in the underworld was not because of his own strength, but because the old demon of Montenegro seemed to have an inextricable relationship with the land of ten thousand tribulations. ”

Seeing that Bai Suzhen was curious, Xiaoqing hurriedly poured out the original news she had heard.

After listening to Xiaoqing, Bai Suzhen was silent for a moment.

"The Land of Dooms? The place where Kinara Bodhisattva fell?

That old demon of Montenegro, is it the person of the Demon Ancestor Moluo? ”

After two questions that didn't need to be answered, Bai Suzhen looked at Xiaoqing, who was a little nervous on her face, and a little smile appeared on her face.

"I haven't moved for many years, and even a little tree demon dares to bully the door, is my Bai Suzhen sword not sharp enough, or does it think that Black Mountain's neck is hard enough?"

In the bamboo forest, the breeze was blowing, blowing Bai Suzhen's clothes.

In the fierce clothes, Bai Suzhen looked at Xiaoqing.

"Accept the invitation, and my sister will accompany you at that time.

What about the land of ten thousand tribulations, is there no one behind me Bai Suzhen? ”

After that, Bai Suzhen stopped talking to Xiaoqing about this matter, sat back on Tan's side, picked up the carving knife that had seen its embryonic form and continued to sharpen it.

It seems that what kind of tree demon grandma, what kind of black mountain old demon, is just a local chicken and a dog.

In fact, it is.

As a great demon who has been cultivating for 1,700 years, and a disciple of the Holy Mother of Lishan, she has not been an ascetic who only knows how to practice for 1,700 years.

Although her personality is much gentler than most demon clans, if she can't even kill decisively at the necessary moments, it is impossible for her to support her as a disciple of the Holy Mother of Lishan to survive this thousand and seven hundred years in the deceitful cultivation world.

Looking at Bai Suzhen's breezy appearance, Xiaoqing was fascinated for a while.

If one day, you can have such confidence...... How nice it would be!

Hangzhou, above the West Lake.

The spring rain is continuous, like silk and fog, and a little drizzle falls into the lake, looking from the window of the boat, there is a different artistic conception.

Holding a celadon cup and gently sipping the tea in the cup, Yang Chan's gaze retracted from the beautiful scenery of the West Lake and fell on Xu Xian, who was sitting opposite.

"Indeed, as Xu Gongzi said, the West Lake in the rain really has a different beauty.

Sitting in this canopy boat, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the lake outside the window, and sipping a cup of tea, I feel that the whole person is as if I have been emptied, and many emotions in my heart seem to fall into the lake with the continuous drizzle, merge with the lake water, and disappear without a trace. ”

Listening to the rain, sipping tea, and looking at the person sitting opposite, the actual age is not much older than his ancestors, but his appearance is like a twenty-eight girl, and at this moment he is even happier like a child-like girl.

Regarding Yang Chan's feelings, Xu Xian had a feeling of kinship.

Putting the celadon cup in his hand on the table, Xu Xian got up and walked out of the canopy, letting the drizzle drip on his body, wetting his plain white clothes.

Close your eyes and listen to the sound of the wind, the rain, and the sound of the oars paddling on the water.

Reminiscing about the past, the world, joys, angers and worries, everything does not linger in my heart.

At this moment, Xu Xian's spirit was emptied, and Xu Xian's thoughts seemed to be integrated with this heaven and earth.

"On a rainy day in spring, draw a boat and listen to the rain."

This sentence Xu Xian was originally going to use to pretend to be a poem to earn awesome value, but at this moment, Xu Xian seemed to be separated from the poet by a time and space, and there was a strange resonance.

Unconsciously pronounce this line of poetry.

Unconsciously, Xu Xian crossed his legs on the bow of the boat and sat in the drizzle.

The rain hits the body, the wind blows in the ears, and everything seems to be withdrawing little by little.

The whole body and mind seem to have entered a state of emptiness.

It's like sleepiness hits, and the next moment you can fall asleep, and everything around you is clearly emerging in your mind at this moment.

didn't open his eyes, didn't even let go of his divine sense, but Xu Xian seemed to see the scene where the boat family wanted to call him, but was stopped by Yang Chan.

After seeing herself recite a poem, Yang Chan was surprised by the picture in her eyes.

Seeing himself sitting quietly in the drizzle, the Howling Dog stared at a pair of dog eyes as if they were about to fly out.

saw a wisp of brilliance that inadvertently flashed in Yang Chan's eyes.

Scene by scene, pile by pile, piece by piece, emerge from my heart, and quickly retreat.

Everything is not in the heart, and everything seems to be clearly visible.