It's night.

Pei Qing stewed a pigeon in the kitchen, made two bowls of bird's nest porridge, and served them to the two senior sisters.

Their glow gradually dimmed, and it seemed that they had absorbed all the power of the stars.

Pei Qing looked up at the stars in the night sky, couldn't help but be stunned, and fell into a long silence.

He could perceive the star particles in his body swaying slightly, like wind chimes in the breeze, swaying very gently.

If he has the exercises about the stars, he can practice anytime and anywhere, as long as there is a star in the night sky, it is enough.

Pity.

Perhaps it was the polishing of twenty years of mortal life that made Pei Qing cautious and did not dare to easily expose her secret to her senior sister.

What if it's coveted?

The most realistic point is that if he shows his transcendent talent, it will go against Feng Que's original intention of accepting him as an apprentice, and he may be expelled from the sect.

Therefore, he will not ask for the time being, and when the trust level reaches a certain level, he will knock on the side and hit the Xingchen Technique.

"What are you doing?" The senior sister interrupted his thoughts, and muttered while scooping porridge, "But you still have palpitations?" ”

Pei Qing shook his head and said softly:

"In this situation, I want to write a poem."

Gusu's eyes narrowed in South America, and he looked at the little junior brother with great interest.

"Oh?" Yu Yin found it even more interesting, put down the bowl and jumped down from the rock, his full chest trembled, and said with a smile:

"If you want to compose poetry, you will worship me as a teacher, although I don't know it, I can still afford to teach you."

Pei Qing ignored her, pretended to be immersed in fantasy, and said quietly:

"When I am drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy."

The lazy tone slowed down, and his heart seemed to be really full of dreams.

From then on, his practice should be combined with the stars of the night, and a special emotion will be derived.

Yu Yin's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, a little hard to believe, tilting her head, her eyes not blinking.

It is simply fourteen words, but it has an ethereal and wonderful artistic conception, the picture is very strong, and the reflection of the starry sky and water complements each other, like a fairyland.

"But plagiarism?" A trace of surprise flashed across the cold eyes of Gusu Nan, and he questioned coldly.

"Perhaps?" Pei Qing was calm and calm, neither admitting nor denying it, but still not thick-skinned enough.

"Chacha!" As if discovering a new world, the senior sister turned her fingers and suspended a simple bamboo slip out of thin air.

For cultivators, flipping through books is quantum speed, and they are soon shocked:

"Oh, the little junior brother is deeply hidden."

"Senior sister smiled." Pei Qing is humble.

"Why don't you study Confucianism and Taoism, maybe you have this talent." Nan of Gusu lightly opened his red lips and said in a firm tone.

It's coming...... Pei Qing really wanted to kiss the noble and elegant little sister, so he quickly denied himself:

"I'm too stupid to have this talent."

"Don't be presumptuous, you can do it." Gusu paced south and looked directly at him.

The senior sister's eyelashes fluttered twice, but she didn't say anything.

"Really?" Pei Qing was excited.

That's right, he chanted poetry and flirted just to attract the attention of his senior sister!

Since reading the illustrated book of the God and Demon Tower and the rumors, Pei Qing has always been worried that Feng Que would want to concoct the same method and let him enter the tower as a waste wood monk.

To avoid this extreme dilemma, he took the opportunity to suggest that he was not really a Buddhist, but probably a Confucian literati.

What's more, Pei Qing also wants to try Confucianism and Taoism, walking in the Continent of Gods and Demons, and his skills are not pressing.

Looking through the classics, he also knew that he had to open up the Wen Palace when he stepped into the Wendao, and he definitely did not have this kind of resource channel.

As for the fact that he once failed in the mundane imperial examination, it didn't matter, after all, the mundane and the immortal cultivation world are two worlds apart.

There were a lot of thoughts, and in an instant, Pei Qing looked at the little senior sister with clear and pure eyes.

"I'll take you to try it." Nan of Gusu nodded his delicate chin.

"Gusu ......" Senior Sister was about to speak.

"Thank you, little sister, I will finally not be a burden, I don't want to be mediocre for a lifetime."

Pei Qing spoke respectfully.

Hearing the bitterness and loneliness in the words of the little junior brother, as well as the expectation for the future, Yu Yin hesitated slightly, but still did not stop it.

"I'll leave tomorrow."

Nan Gusu dropped this sentence, regained his cold expression, and the purple skirt fluttered away.

Pei Qing saw it, and his eyes were full of admiration.

It's better to be a little senior sister, you have to honor her in the future, and extort the loot for her first.

However, his acting skills just now are also superb and skillful.

The Wen Palace is divided into congenital and acquired, and the artificially opened Wen Palace is of course weak, far from being able to compare with the Confucianism and Taoism Tianjiao who was born with a heroic and righteous spirit.

But Confucianism and Taoism are partial after all, and Pei Qing does not plan to major in it, only as an expedient measure, and his core avenue is still Xinglinggen.

After all, before you find the Xingchen Exercises, having a Confucian and Taoist body can also greatly improve your combat power.

"Senior brother retire," Pei Qing glanced at the fairy and turbulent senior sister, and then turned around and went back to his courtyard.

Just now, the other party wanted to speak and stopped, but he saw it in his eyes, and it was understandable to hesitate, but he was not as close as the little senior sister.

"Forget it, if you're bored alone, I'll also go to the Northern Sacred Ridge."

Yu Yin smiled slightly.

"Senior sister, there's no need to mobilize the people, right? Brother, I'm terrified. Pei Qing turned around and said euphemistically.

"Huh?" Senior Sister's smile gradually disappeared, her jade cheeks were stained with a layer of frost, and she walked over quickly regardless of her elegant posture, grabbed his ears directly, and said sharply:

"But I was disgusted by you, and I was wronged by letting me accompany you?"

"Don't dare." Pei Qing was in pain and quickly denied it.

"Then don't talk nonsense, besides, the Gusu family is also in the Holy Ridge, I'm worried about Gusu's emotions." Yu Yin said angrily in a tone of lesson.

"Dare to ask the senior sister ......"

Pei Qing said half of the words, and Yu Yin briefly stated the past.

"The Gusu family is the Confucian and Taoist saint family with a head and a face in the northern holy mountain, and its power is dominant, and the saints are not more than two hands."

"Your little sister was born, and because she didn't have a congenital Wen Palace, she was disgusted by her mother, and as for your father, she didn't even see it, let alone mention her name."

"I was just born with a nurse, and when I was two years old, Shizun passed by the northern border, noticed the strange ice attribute, and forcibly took your little sister away."

"The frogs at the bottom of the well don't know what they've missed, the so-called Confucian and Taoist saints, Gusu will definitely regard them as ants in the future!"

"There are no eyes!" Pei Qing also couldn't hide his anger and hated the same enemy.

No wonder the little sister has a cold and withdrawn personality, and there is also this reason.

From this incident, he immediately dissected that Confucianism and Taoism naturally have rigid and stubborn genes, which can also be said to be short-sighted.

Seeing Pei Qing's distressed look, Yu Yin was a little surprised, this little junior brother seemed to be closer to the cold Gusu.

……

The next day, the sky was clear.

A black warship was suspended in the sky, and every inch was covered with black mist, like a magic weapon that had sunk into the abyss for thousands of years.

"It's too high-profile." Nan Gusu glanced at the senior sister coldly.

"This is the second junior sister's baby, in an instant, the evil aura fills the nine heavens and ten earths!"

The aftermath is still a colorful dungeon skirt, with a delicate face, pacing gracefully on the deck.

"Change!"

The two quarreled again, Pei Qing honestly didn't dare to interject, and waited for the senior sister to lose in the clash of lips and tongues.

After a while, the sky rumbled over a flying boat, and the senior sister looked at Pei Qing in a gray monk's robe, and vented her anger on him:

"Er beggars, too?"

As he spoke, he dropped a snow-white dress and ordered:

"Put on your third senior sister's clothes."

"Don't dare to offend her." Pei Qing sternly refused, and with just a few words of small talk, he was especially afraid of that gentleman's innocence.

"You have already touched the cold sword, and it is inevitable that you will be severely punished by her, and you don't have to worry about being in debt."

The corners of Yuyin's lips outline a beautiful arc, and the tone is suspicious of schadenfreude.

"But ......" Pei Qing couldn't figure out the words, he guessed that the clothes were a treasure that changed from person to person, but they were always worn by Senior Sister Jun.

"Immediately!" When the aftermath is raised, he will be forcibly given wide clothes.

Pei Qing was helpless, took the clothes, and went around to the flying boat to change them.

Oh, a handsome monk walked out slowly, dressed in white with wide sleeves, embroidered with golden dragon patterns, and a blood-red rose splashed on the placket.

The temperament is luxurious and sacred, as if there is a trace of murderous aura that is not angry but mighty, and the handsome facial features are extremely perfect.

"My junior brother is like a man in a painting!" Yu Yin's eyes showed a look of amazement, looked back and forth for a long time, and praised:

"I'll wear it like this in the future!"

The tail of the eyes south of Gusu is slightly raised, and the head of the chin is in agreement.

"Yes......" Pei Qing also let go.

After all, there is a teacher's affection, no matter how ruthless she is, she won't torture me, right?

Suddenly, the flying boat galloped through the sky, crossing a distance of thousands of miles, and floated on the top of the clouds.

Pei Qing stood at the stern of the boat, enjoying the scenery along the way, and soon saw many monks flying with the sword, as well as a white-haired old man sitting in the sky to cultivate, using the sun's light as his cultivation energy.

Looking at all this, he probably also understood the tacit rules of the game in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

As long as there is no interest involved, the monks will go their own way, and they will not be embarrassed by anyone.

Without further ado, after passing through seven or eight teleportation arrays along the way, the flying boat walked in the dark space, listening to the explanation of the senior sister, and left the Eastern Wilderness with just one stick of incense, that is, a distance of eight million miles.

The deeper he came into contact with the cultivation world, the more Pei Qing longed for the path of immortality, and the ambition to dominate the Gods and Demons Continent in the depths of his soul was budding and growing.

"Take advantage of your boredom and tell us about your mundane gossip."

It was impossible to cultivate in the teleportation array, and there was a danger of affecting the origin, so Yu Yin summoned the little junior brother.

In the room, the two senior sisters each had a cup of tea and watched quietly.

Pei Qing thought about it a little, what did he have to say about his mediocre twenty years, and it was estimated that he would be even more bored after listening to them.

"Senior sister, then I'll be a storyteller and tell you some stories to pass the time."

He sat down and smiled.

"Accurate!" Yu Yin rested on the edge of the stool with a pair of divine jade feet, holding a pillow in his hand, and listened intently.

Pei Qing took a sip of tea, and said in a low voice:

"I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I am the enemy of all the enemies in the world, it is a legendary story of earth-shattering ghosts and gods......"

"Another." Gusu Yinan intercepted his words.

The senior sister also has little interest.

"Even if I hold the Primordial Imperial City in one hand and go to the abyss with my back, I am as invincible as Anlan, and the king cannot be humiliated......"

"When the yin and yang are in chaos, I will stain the sky with my demon blood......"

"Not to become an immortal, just to wait for your return in the red dust......"

Pei Qing said it with a dry mouth, but every story was quickly rejected at the beginning.

"Who likes to hear that?" Yu Yin picked up the pillow and smashed it on him, and said coldly:

"To change the touching story, it is best to revolve around the relationship between men and women."

Originally wanted to listen to this...... Pei Qing thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice:

"The domineering emperor is in love with me."

"She was originally a peasant girl, but she was selected into the palace because of her appearance, and she was disgusted by the emperor on the first night. Throw me out of the palace, and I won't be allowed to step into it in this life! ”

"For the first time, she cried into tears, and the humiliation devoured all her internal organs."

Sure enough, the senior sister's plump body leaned forward slightly, her fair-skinned feet were also tense, and her beautiful eyes were staring at Pei Qing.

"Go on!" Nan of Gusu did not hesitate, and even gave him another cup of fragrant tea with aura.

I love to listen to this early talk, Pei Qing is leisurely and leisurely, and he will tell it eloquently.