ps. Present today's update, by the way, pull a vote for the "Starting Point" 515 Fan Festival, everyone has 8 votes, and the vote will also give the starting point coin, kneel down and beg everyone to support and appreciate!

At the request of book friends, send a two-in-one big chapter, which is more enjoyable~

In addition, it contains a story, not a hydrology that counts the number of words, and I hope that when you read it, you will listen to the song called "Buddha Says".

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There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, it was a good weather with light clouds, and at breakfast time, Wu Yue'er listened to her daughter's introduction to Qin Chuan's scenery performance yesterday, and her face was full of relief, and she decided to go to cheer for the little junior brother in person, as for Zhao Jie, he has not come back since he went out yesterday.

Walking on the street, the topics in the mouths of the common people are inseparable from the Peony Flower Club, among which the story of Liang Zhu has been spread, but after word of mouth, there have been many changes from the original version, such as the first negative character "Ma Wencai", which has become "He Wencai" or "Ma Minghui".

Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile when he heard their discussions, he didn't expect that He Minghui would actually be substituted into the story, and now he couldn't think about it.

In the Red Dust Immortal Mansion, the third round of the Peony Flower Festival was officially staged, however, unexpectedly, this round that determined the final ownership of the top of the flower list did not appear as hot as imagined, and a few female cultivators simply coped with it.

When it was Liu Xian'er's turn to play, everyone unconsciously thought that this woman would come to a Jedi counterattack, after all, she gave everyone the impression that she was a restless master, but Liu Xian'er's painting style changed abruptly, and she played a difficult ancient song very ladylike, dignified like a small jasper, which surprised everyone.

What's even more incomprehensible is that Yang Chengyu, the infatuated man who stepped down lonely, is still infatuated, but his style of acting is very different from before, from a prodigal son who spends money like dirt, and suddenly becomes a little man at home, the flowers are offered, but only ten peony flowers are offered, and his "small stroke" makes the third ranking not change in the slightest.

Huangfu Yeyu's performance was also decent, playing and singing the most popular song at the moment, and then won a few peony flowers, which was unexpectedly reversed by Han Jiangyue, who appeared last, and fell to the second place on the flower list.

The supporters of the cluster have become the last opportunity to change the ranking, but the process is still tepid, in fact, it is normal to think about it carefully, the supporters of the cluster offer flowers, nothing more than to win the favor of the beauty, but after the first two days of competition, most of the endings are doomed, of course, the hopeless ones choose to give up, and those who have already won will not invest too much, otherwise it will really become a stupid injustice for many people.

Of course, there are still bright spots, that Yang Qingsheng finally got his wish and became Liu Xian'er's assistant, he wrote Liu Xian'er's three words in the sky with his meticulous water control technique, so that many young women present couldn't help but be jealous of Liu Xian'er, and even Wu Yue'er couldn't help but admire: "If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely be willing to marry such a man!"

Zhao Qian disagreed, "Such a stupid person is far worse than his father, I think it's not as good as even three nerds!"

"Dead girl, what a three nerds, you have to call Uncle Shi!" Wu Yue'er directly rewarded her with a burst.

Yang Seungyu's efforts did not change Yoo Xian'er's ranking, and third is still third.

Next, Huangfu Yeyu appeared, and when the overall situation was decided, she walked on the arch bridge with a relaxed demeanor, "Yesterday he told a story and played a song of Liang Zhu, do you want him to come again?"

"Want, another one...", there was a chorus below, as if someone had already enjoyed the treatment of a star.

"Okay, invite him to play immediately, whether he can surprise everyone today, we'll wait and see!"

The two hosts next to him were a little unhappy, and Lin Haozhe said happily: "Huangfu Fairy, you are trying to rob us of our jobs, okay, it's time for Qin Daoyou to appear!"

Qin Chuan walked towards the arch bridge, waving his hand as he walked, I don't know if he was tripped over on purpose or really tripped up, and he stumbled and almost fell, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Playing alive again!" Zhao Qian pursed her lips, while Wu Yue'er shook her head with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I actually think it's important to keep a low profile, so I'm going to recite a Confucian scripture and leave!"

"Poof..."Huangfu Yeyu and Mu Qingcheng next to him almost laughed together, as long as everyone present yesterday knew that he was obviously ridiculing the little sage Yu Wenjie with his words.

After laughing, Qin Chuan took out a silk book in a serious manner, and it seemed that he really planned to recite the Confucian classics, "The sage said, looking back five hundred times in the past life, in exchange for passing by in this life......"

The audience gradually fell silent, and at first everyone wondered when the saint had said such a thing, but they were soon attracted by the girl's story, "...... For the next two years, the girl went around looking for the man, but the man seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace......

The girl prayed to the saint every day in the hope of seeing the man again. Her sincerity touched the saint, and the saint appeared.

The saint said, "Do you want to see that man again?"

The girl said, "Yes, I just want to look at him again!"

The saint nodded: I can promise you, but you will give up everything you have now, including your freedom and autonomy.

The girl said: I am willing to give up!

The sage nodded: You still have to cultivate the Dao for five hundred years before you can see him, don't you regret it?

So the girl turned into a big rock, lying in the wilderness, exposed to the wind and sun for more than 400 years, miserable, but the girl felt nothing, uncomfortable is that she has not seen a person for more than 400 years, and she can't see a little hope, which makes her almost collapse.

In the last year, a quarryman came, took a fancy to her enormity, chiseled her into a huge stone, and transported her into the city, and they were building a stone bridge, so the girl became the guardrail of the stone bridge.

On the very first day of the construction of the stone bridge, the girl saw it, and saw the man she had been waiting for for five hundred years! He walked in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry, and quickly walked through the middle of the stone bridge, and of course the man would not have noticed that a stone was looking at him intently.

The man disappeared again, and the saint reappeared: are you satisfied?

The girl was emotional: No, why? Why am I just the guardrail of the bridge? If I am laid in the middle of the bridge, I can touch him, I can touch him!

Sage: Do you want to touch him? Then you still have to cultivate for 500 years!

The girl said firmly: I do!

Sage: You have suffered so much and do you not regret it?

Girl: No regrets!

Another five hundred years! On the last day, the girl knew that he had returned, but her heart was no longer excited.

The girl turned into a big tree and stood on an official road where many people passed by every day, and the girl watched from a close distance every day, but it was even more uncomfortable, because countless times I saw a person coming with hope, and countless times my hope was dashed. If it weren't for the cultivation of the first five hundred years, I believe she would have collapsed long ago!

As the days passed, the girl's heart gradually calmed down, and she knew that he would not appear until the last day.

He's coming! He's still wearing a white robe, his face is still so handsome, and the girl is looking at him infatuatedly.

This time, he didn't rush by, because it was too hot. He noticed a big tree on the side of the road, and the thick shade was tempting, so take a break, he thought. He walked to the foot of the tree, leaned against the root, closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep.

The girl had touched him! He leaned against her! But she couldn't tell him about the millennia of lovesickness. She had to do her best to gather the shade of the trees to block him from the scorching sun. A thousand years of tenderness!

Then, without looking back, he walked away, and at the very moment he disappeared from her sight, the saint reappeared.

Sage: Do you still want to be his wife? Then you still have to cultivate...

The girl calmly interrupted the saint's words: I would like to, but I don't have to.

Sage: Oh?

Girl: That's already good, love him, you don't have to be his wife.

Sage: Oh!

Girl: Has his current wife suffered as much as I did?

The saint nodded.

The girl smiled slightly: I can do it, but I don't have to.

It was at this moment that the girl noticed that the saint sighed softly, or rather, the saint breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl was a little surprised: does the saint also have something on his mind?

A smile bloomed on the saint's face: Because of this, at least one boy can wait a thousand years less, he has been cultivating for two thousand years in order to be able to look at you!

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When the story was finished, it was unusually quiet below, and at this time the music sounded, "Do you still remember the legend about love, looking back five hundred times in the past life, in exchange for passing by in this life...... What are you and I chasing in the red dust, what are the sages in the clouds talking about..."

In his previous life, a story that had touched Qin Chuan was told by him, but the Buddha became a saint, a touching "Buddha said", and it also became a "holy saying", but about love, about Hongchen, about the vicissitudes of the world The perception and feelings have not changed, the song has ended, but people are still immersed in it, and they can't extricate themselves for a long time, even Qin Chuan himself seems to have realized.

Suddenly, a woman in the gazebo in the distance let out a long sigh, "Haha... It's a good look back five hundred times in the past life, in exchange for the passing of this life!" The woman glanced at Qin Chuan and Huangfu Yeyu, and said to Ji Wanru: "Sister, I have an epiphany today, and I need to retreat immediately, so I won't accompany you!"

"My sister can let go of the knot, it's really gratifying, leave the matter here to me, you can go yourself!"

This sudden change brought people back to reality, but there was still no applause, because everyone felt that all the expressions were superfluous at this moment, in short, that kind of artistic conception can only be understood but not spoken.

Qin Chuan walked off the arched bridge, Mu Qingcheng walked to Huangfu Yeyu's side, patted her on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "You have found a good Taoist couple, if Uncle Nie can break through this time, you will be indispensable!"

Huangfu Yeyu knew what she meant, it was her master Nie Qingshuang who had an epiphany just now, and the cultivation of the Wanzhang Hongchen Sect was the path of love ~ desire, and it was impossible to break the level of love ~ desire, so it would not be possible to go further on the avenue, if the master succeeded in breaking through this time, this favor would be great.

Returning to his seat, Qin Chuan felt the eyes gathered from all directions, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, it seemed that he had played big this time, if he wanted to say that yesterday's Liang Zhu was somewhat entertaining, then today's five hundred times of looking back, I am afraid that it will really become a classic spoken by the sage.

"Xiaochuan, you tell the truth to your senior sister, where did you hear this story, don't say that it was told by the old Taoist who passed by at your door!"

"Senior sister, this is actually what the old master said?"

"You mean my dad?"

"Well, once the old master drank too much and remembered the ...... of the master."

Qin Chuan had to start talking nonsense, but Wu Yue'er believed it, because her mother died early, and Wu Fuzi never continued to be virtuous because she had a deep love for his wife who died early, and when she thought of her father raising herself alone with hard work, Wu Yue'er burst into tears.

"It's all your fault, you made your mother cry!" Zhao Qian glared at Qin Chuan and hurriedly persuaded Wu Yue'er.

The story and songs are very good, but they did not help Huangfu Yeyu to ascend to the top of the flower list, Han Jiangyue's assistant is really the little sage Yu Wenjie, this time he did not read a scripture at will, but performed the most famous "holy words" of Haoran Sect, so that a crane obediently listened to his words, danced around him, attracted warm cheers, and finally relied on his appeal and this unique skill, helping Han Jiangyue to keep the throne dangerously.

At this point, the peony flower meeting has come to an end, the reason why it has not ended is because the host announced that there are still two procedures to go, first, to hold a simple ceremony for the newly formed double 'monks, Wanzhang Hongchen Sect held this grand event, mainly to marry with the various factions dominated by Haoran Sect, with this ceremony can be regarded as a beginning and an end, second, is the beginning of the flower meeting, Mu Chengcheng said lottery.

The purpose of such a lottery is actually very easy to understand, if it is just for entertainment, it is obviously a superfluous move, the biggest possibility, the lottery is actually a disguised rebate activity, just imagine, those who spent a lot of spirit stones, and finally only got a mere "VIP card" people will be psychologically balanced?

Compared to He Minghui, he spent nearly 70,000 spirit stones on Huangfu Yeyu, but he only got a purple gold card, and he would inevitably have a grudge against the Red Dust Sect in his heart.

And with this lottery, if you are lucky, you may be able to recover the cost, and if you are unlucky, you can also get a little cheap, at least psychologically, it will be a lot more balanced.

The process of the ceremony is very simple, first the Hongchen Sect and the Haoran Sect each invited an elder to deliver a speech on behalf of both parties, expressing their blessings to the newcomers, looking forward to the prospects and future of cooperation between the two sects, and then, the men and women gave gifts to each other, which was considered to be a formal determination of the title.

After the official article was completed, he entered the link of exchanging gifts, Qin Chuan had never heard of such a link before, so he was not prepared at all.

Just take something to deal with errands? That's obviously not good, under the watchful eye, even if the skin is thick, it will make people spray to death.

With the thought of slipping away, his divine sense swept around, only to find that the people around him seemed to be equally overwhelmed, apparently this so-called ritual was added temporarily.

The two hosts were very experienced, and seeing that there was going to be a cold scene, they decided to "catch the strong man" on the spot to buy time for everyone to buffer, so they aimed at Qin Chuan.

"Haha, let's take a look at what kind of love token Qin Daoyou has prepared for our Huangfu Fairy!" Lin Haozhe drew everyone's attention, and Mu Qingcheng heard the song and knew the elegant meaning, "Well, looking at his precious appearance, it seems that this gift is extraordinary, and the senior sister of Huangfu has already taken out the gift, hey, isn't this her favorite phantom Xiao?

Qin Chuan secretly scolded the two hosts for using him as a cover, and secretly complained to Huangfu Yeyu: What are you doing with such a precious thing? Doesn't this embarrass me?

Count the treasures on your body, and the value of the illusion Xiao is about the same, the god brick and the purple gold hammer are obviously not suitable, the wind god whip is good to say, although the flying dragon inkstone is a magic weapon, but it is a pity that it is too chicken, ten thousand ghost flags that are heavy treasures can not be sent, the soul banner he is willing to give, but unfortunately it is also not suitable for gifts, then the rest is only the blazing sword, but this is a medium-grade magic weapon...

"How... Qin Daoyou, haven't you thought about it yet, everyone is waiting for you?"

Qin Chuan really wanted to grab this guy surnamed Lin and beat him up, but now he could only cut his love, and he gritted his teeth and took out the Blazing Sword.

"Oh, I'll help my junior sister identify what kind of flying sword it is!" Mu Qingcheng showed the posture of his mother's family receiving financial gifts.

"Well, it's not bad, the main material is red flame crystal copper, which is a good medium-grade fire attribute magic weapon, which is in line with the martial arts attribute of the junior sister, it seems that Qin Daoyou has already prepared!"

Qin Chuan really wanted to spray her saliva, but there was a smile on his face, "Actually, the flying sword is just a gift, what I really want to send is this!" After speaking, he took out a delicate small porcelain bottle.

Mu Chengcheng was about to reach out to pick it up, but he caught it.

"Fairy Mu also wants to marry me as a Taoist couple? This is a gift made for my lover!"

"Mother, she took advantage of me!" Zhao Qian didn't need to look at it to know that it was a bottle of perfume, but she got a lot of it from Qin Chuan.

Wu Yue'er smiled slightly, "There are many kinds of lovers, there is family love, and there is also friendship love, but this kid has been away for a few years, I don't know where he learned it?"

Mu Qingcheng knew that what she did just now was a bit inauthentic, which made the other party dissatisfied, so she didn't plan to care, so she smiled charmingly, "If you want me to marry you, this little thing alone can't do it, okay, don't give you poverty, hurry up and give the gift to the junior sister, she can't wait!"

Huangfu Yeyu is also a "battle-hardened" character, not afraid of being ridiculed, Dafang took the flying sword and porcelain bottle, and handed over a jade Changxiao.

"Senior sister, don't you open the porcelain vase and take a look?" Mu Qingcheng was really curious about what was in the porcelain vase, after all, a medium-grade magic weapon was only a gift, so the value of the things contained here must be higher than that flying sword.

"If Senior Sister wants to, why don't you marry Gongzi Qin as well?" Huangfu Yeyu chuckled.

"Hmph, just like him, only you can see it, you look at Yang Daoyou, that's called generosity!" Mu Qingcheng knew that he couldn't take advantage of Huangfu Yeyu's mouth, so he changed the topic.

The treasure that Yang Chengyu gave to Liu Xian'er over there is indeed very valuable, it is a spirit fish shuttle, although it is not as fast as Qin Chuan's shadow shuttle, but it is a sea and air amphibious flying magic weapon, and its value is higher than that of ordinary high-grade magic weapons.

Relatively speaking, what Liu Xian'er took out was much shabby, just a high-grade magic robe of good quality, but even if it was just a rag given to Yang Chengyu, that guy would definitely be happy.

The two couples here set the specifications too high, but the others suffered, if the things sent out were too inferior, the face was dull, it was certain, so in their hearts, they took out the most precious things with a smile.

The ceremony is finally over, and the next step is the so-called lottery, and the stage is gearing up, hoping that the Red Dust Sect will not be too picky and can come up with more good things.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but show a strange smile on his face when he saw the thing that was brought up.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]