After entering the courtyard door of his house, he walked safely and quickly to the room, and before he could enter, he shouted loudly and anxiously, "Master, what is the matter with my astral body?" I haven't cultivated yet, how can I change? There won't be any problems, right? ”

"I thought about it carefully, there is nothing strange about it, your situation is not uncommon, you kid is lucky, it is estimated that there is something around you that affects the stars, your stars are very spiritual! Don't tell anyone about it! So as not to cause trouble! ”

Zhou Fuzi didn't raise his head and was busy with the work in his hands, Ping An didn't ask anything when he saw this, it seemed that there was really no problem, Ping An cleaned his hands and started to fight Zhou Fuzi.

He didn't know what was worried in Master Zhou's heart at this time, it was not uncommon for such a spiritual astral body to be seen, the things around the cultivator could affect the astral body, and the astral body could also affect the cultivator, and some great sages believed that this was caused by the astral body absorbing too many obsessions.

It is difficult to predict whether the influence of the astral body on a cultivator is good or bad, and many cultivators have embarked on a crooked path because of the influence of the astral body, and in the end they have not ended up well.

At this point, Master Zhou has no way to solve it, he can only rely on Ping An himself, and he doesn't know how Ping An will be affected, can he stick to his nature?

Ping'an lay on the kang and turned over and over again, unable to fall asleep, and finally simply sat up and lit the candle, holding his face with one hand, tilting his head to stare at the wax tears flowing from the candle flame in a daze.

Song Ziheng didn't come to him this afternoon, thinking that he was also busy cultivating, and he didn't know how his cultivation was? I practiced for a long time, but it didn't have much effect.

As he transmitted his consciousness to the astral body, the clouds on the star began to thicken and darken, and finally small raindrops fell sporadically, although the stars showed changes, but Ping An did not feel any of the breath of the coming rainstorm, but the clouds thickened and darkened.

No matter how many different cognitive consciousness Ping An has changed to transmit, the result is always the same, and it feels like something is always missing.

Just like now, Ping An felt irritated again, he felt numb all over his body, and he didn't know what posture to put on his hands and feet to make himself comfortable.

Ping An shook off the quilt wrapped around his body and stood up, quickly got dressed, and pushed open the old door.

At this time, Ping An just wanted to be blown towards him by the cold wind outside, hoping that the coldness of that piece could calm his irritable heart.

The snow, the heavy snow falling from the sky, the snow falling like goose feathers, they were wrapped in the coolness of the night, and hurriedly fell to the peace of pushing open the door.

Under the light of the candles in the house, a group of people rushed over one after another, and I don't know when the door was already covered with a thick layer.

Feeling the sporadic wetness on his face, looking at the snowflakes falling obliquely in front of him, Ping An wanted to go out for a walk, and wanted to step on the white snow layer to listen to the creaking sound.

Turning around and going back to the house, he put on his hat, put on his robe, and walked peacefully into the vast snowy night with a lantern, allowing the snowflakes behind him to continue to flutter towards the house, and finally the figure that faded away left only a candle flame moving in the night.

At this time, the world shrouded by the snowy night was cold and silent, and it seemed more empty and vast than before, and the black shadow of the high and uplifted mountains in the distance could be vaguely recognized.

Listening to the creaking sound of stepping on the snow under his feet, feeling the goose-featherlike snowflakes constantly hitting his face, Ping An's heart at this moment is so quiet and comfortable, this deep night makes Ping An feel no longer irritable, as if he has integrated into this world, and is also a member of the flying sky in this snowy night.

Ping An walked all the way forward, the candle flame dancing faintly in the lantern, emitting a warm orange light to the surroundings, giving peace of mind and peace of mind covered in snow.

After a long walk to peace, he turned and looked into the silent night behind him, and although he couldn't see anything clearly, he knew that there was a trail of footprints he had left behind.

Facing the night, facing the snow, and facing the vastness of the world, an inexplicable thought rose in Ping'an's heart.

Ping An doesn't know where his future destiny is. I don't know if my past regrets will happen? I want to know what I exist in this world for?

Along the way, along the way, what is right? What's wrong? Life is full of ups and downs, what is life for? How many people are concerned about themselves? How many people will you worry about?

He thought of his grandfather, remembered Master Zhou, and remembered all kinds of people he had met in his life journey.

Looking up at the night sky, letting the snowflakes fall on his face, the scenery at this time, the atmosphere at this time, the peace at this time, I feel that everything is just like the falling snow of Xinyue, how much loneliness and hope are immersed in this snowflake.

In this silent night, the same silent drifting snow entrusts the thoughts of peace, and listens to the feelings and outpouring of peace.

They are cold, quiet, lively and elegant, they cover everything in the world, but also cover the life and past of the world, and they also entrust the thoughts of thousands of living beings.

The snow is long, the flying is light, the thoughts that cannot be crossed, the endless road is far away, and it goes straight through the soul of people in the long river of history.

At this time, on the peaceful star, there is the same snowy night, the same snow falling, and the same quiet.

With Ping'an's continuous thoughts and feelings, there is sometimes light snow drifting on the star, sometimes heavy snow covering the sky, some sharp snow particles fall rapidly, and some white goose feathers slowly fall.

Ping An put down the lantern and raised his arms to dance lightly on the snow, free and agile.

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Since that night, Ping An has been waking up early and returning late for several days, leaving a series of footprints in the fields where the snow has not yet cleared.

The yellow weeds on the branches, the white branches, and the roofs of the farmhouses in the distance all reflected the dazzling snow white in the sunlight.

Ping An breathes fresh air and feels the coolness on his face, Ping An likes the snow in winter more and more, and it is the most beautiful time to go to see the snow.

With the perception of Ping'an, the snow scene on the Ping'an star also has a little bit of charm, and you can often see the scenery of snow falling around Ping'an, and sometimes you can also see that Ping'an beckons a fluttering snowflake in his hand to look at it carefully.

"Bang", a snowball suddenly hit the head of Ping An who was standing under the tree and thinking, Ping An looked up suspiciously, only to see a huge red and white squirrel, standing on the tree with two big teeth looking at himself, the big tail swaying from side to side, a face of schadenfreude,

"Where's the fat mouse? Dare to hit me? It's the other way around. ”

actually let the squirrel bully, Ping An didn't say a word, wrapped up a big snowball and smashed it.

The squirrel nimbly dodged the snowball, and the little guy crossed his waist to look at the peace under the tree, his eyes rolling, "Okay, this guy still dares to fight back?" Watch Lord Rat teach you how to be a person. Suddenly, the big tail flicked, gathered a snowball and smashed it towards Ping'an, and one person and one mouse were inseparable.

This is definitely a little elf, and I don't know where it came from, dare to be so presumptuous here, don't you know that this is human territory? Seeing that the snowball can't be won, for Ping'an, which is much larger than the opponent's body, it is obvious that the other party is more flexible.

After receiving another snowball, Ping An stood still, no longer paying attention to the other party's provocation, stretched out his right hand to mobilize star power, and directly above his right palm, a flying snowflake was condensed, and then he tightened his palm and shrank inward, and the slowly fluttering snowflakes suddenly became even slower.

Ping An locked onto the squirrel, shook his hand and threw out a slow-flying snowflake ball, a large snowflake fell from the sky above the squirrel, soft but heavy as a thousand catties, and at the same time exuded the breath of not being afraid of any obstruction, daring to cover everything.

Originally prepared to defend the squirrel in front of him, but he didn't expect this move to fall from the sky, in the face of the falling snowflakes, the hair on the squirrel's tail exploded, and hurriedly wrapped himself with a big tail that became bigger and flashed with a fiery red light, and the round shape was cute.

Blocking most of the snowflakes with a big tail, the squirrel's round body still fell from the tree, watching the squirrel fall, he ran over safely and quickly, ready to catch it and clean it up, and be sure to lock it up and starve it for a few days.

The squirrel was also nimble, and his body turned around in mid-air, clasped the tree trunk beside him, and his body flew out quickly, and he had appeared five steps away in a jump.

Ping An summoned his star power and chased after him, just like in the original dream, but the rabbit was replaced by a squirrel, and the sand turned into snow, "Ahhh ”

"Squeak... Chirping... The squirrel that fled in front of him saw that Ping An chased after him, and let out an anxious cry, and the little short legs ran more happily.

I don't know where this spirit came from, usually like this kind of spirit of Taoism, are hiding from the human race, for fear of being caught by the human, this one actually took the initiative to provoke people, it is really bold!

There are a lot of good things on the body of the spirit, not only can be used as medicine but also as a material, and you can get a lot of money when you sell it on the market, if there is a juvenile body of the powerful demon beast, it will make people fight for the head and bleed, and like this one in front of you, it is best to sell it to the rich ladies.

For those things, peace can't be done, and peace is just a young man's nature, and he just wants to catch it and fix it.

The Master once told him that all life is worth respecting, and even if human beings need to eat meat in order to survive, it should be purely hunted, not insulted and tortured.

Just like a tiger eating an elk, it has no other intentions, just to fill its belly, and this is the law of nature.

Especially for intelligent beings, the relationship between them cannot be equated with that of wild animals, and they should be separated from the simple food chain relationship.

It is not easy to practice, not to mention these mountain spirits, although they are not of our race, their hearts must be different, but at the same time, they should not be harmed at will, not every spirit is evil, they are just like people, there are good and evil.

Ping An chased the little elf who had not yet turned into a demon and ran into the slope forest, looking at the squirrels jumping up and down in the woods, Ping An chased more and more difficult.

The rugged mountain road and the obstruction of trees and stone slopes forced Ping An to expend star power and shoot snowflakes to sense the location of the squirrel chasing.

Ping'an chased the spirit and climbed over a dirt slope, and entered a flat open land in the eyelids, and on the yellow earth that had been rested, was a wooden house made of logs, and several piles of felled timber were piled up around the house, and this was the place where the loggers and hunters in the village rested, and the place where the squirrels finally disappeared.

Looking at the gray smoke coming out of the roof, it was obvious that someone had lit a fire in it to keep warm, in this good season when neither logging nor hunting, Ping An was very strange who would come here during this time period, I'm afraid there are not some bad people, right?

Just as he pondered whether to go up and investigate, the door made of small tree poles was pushed open from the inside.

This man was short and fat in a brown fur jacket, with a pair of large teeth exposed on his mouth, and the little elf who had just escaped on his shoulder, grinning at Ping'an.

Ping An is no matter how big his heart is, and he knows that this is a monster in human form, so he didn't think about it, so he mobilized all his star power to give his legs, turned around and rushed out as fast as he could.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, I am good friends with many of your seniors, since you are here, you might as well sit inside, come and come."

Ping An really wants to cry without tears, he really wants to ask the other party if he can not go? He didn't want to go, he really didn't want to go, but his whole body kept running forward and moved backwards through the air, and his whole body was locked by a star force.

Ping An was moved into the room, and the monster unlocked the blockade on Ping An, pointed to the small wooden stool next to the fire, and sat down with his head down.

Rolling his eyes and looking at the squirrel crawling on his head and poking his head down, he felt that he was more than lucky, and he didn't know if he would be eaten raw or roasted.

Looking at Ping'an's resigned look, the monster gritted his big teeth and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, and I'll let you go when I see my old friend." ”

In front of a pair of monsters' big teeth, what can Ping An say? I can only use the squirrels to and fro on my body, piggybacking on my hair and making a mess of it.

Seeing the big monster sitting on the side with his eyes closed and ignoring himself, he looked up and looked around, there was only a large bunk and a few stools in this dim wooden house, and the light shining from the small window was not a step away, plus the monster with unknown strength around him, it was impossible to run.

For life and death, Ping An is not much afraid, and the hardships of his childhood have already made Ping An look down on a lot, but he has a little regret in his heart.

I don't know if I will be sad if my master is missing? Does Song Xue think of herself occasionally? Wouldn't it be nice to have a drink with a wine jar? Damn how is Yang Yu now?。。。。。。

Ping An thought about everything, didn't say or move, sat quietly, ready to fight with all his strength at the last moment, and died like that.

One person and one demon just sat like this and didn't say a word, only the squirrel rummaged through Ping'an's body, trying to find more copper plates and big money, it was really a world of people, a spirit was so obsessed with money.

"I said, who sent me the message? It turns out that Senior Brother Song is here, and you are not serving in front of the master, what are you doing here?" With the opening of the wooden door, a familiar voice came, and Ping An looked up, but it was Luo Yan who was not drunk and returned!

Luo Yan obviously also saw peace, frowned and asked, "What's going on?" Who is he?"

"It's just a passer-by who inadvertently broke in, let him go after talking, so as not to provoke people to come, but you, run out without permission, okay? Things are not something you can meddle in here! Master asked me to ask you, have you really thought about it?"

Luo Yan was silent for a moment, stared at Senior Brother Song, and said seriously, "Think about it!" There are still some things to do! Help me to speak to the master, brother, don't leave it at that. After Luo Yan finished speaking, he got up and walked out.

"Senior brother!" Senior Brother Song got up and stopped Luo Yan, looked at him and said sincerely, "Don't blame the master!" The old man also wants to help you, but you also know the master's current situation, I'm afraid that you have the heart and are powerless! If you can't do anything, give up first, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood, people! Anything is possible! ”

"yes, I see." Echoing faintly, Luo Yan still walked out, Ping'an didn't know what they were talking about, how could one person and one demon become brothers?

"Alas... It's all fate! The big monster sighed, turned his head to Ping'an and scolded, "Look at what! None of you under the Zhongzhou Star Gate are good things! Hum! Get out of here! ”

Ping'an didn't answer when he heard this, got up and slowly retreated towards the door in the direction of the monster, for fear that the goblin would give him a blow from behind.

Seeing Ping An like this, the monster angrily raised his foot and kicked Ping An in the air, and there were ripples in the air, and Ping An was pushed out of the door by a force, and fell to the ground and rolled a few times, not to mention how disgraced he was.

Regardless of the embarrassment on his body, Ping An quickly got up and escaped as fast as he could, he was also very puzzled, why did he keep encountering these things recently, even Wu Xue could meet a big demon because of chasing a squirrel.

I ran all the way in despair, and I saw someone from a distance and looked back at Ping An, and saw that there was no monster at this time, so I knew that I was safe and sound this time, and the tight strings in my heart were loosened.

Feeling the hot abrasions on his body, Ping An gritted his teeth viciously, thinking that he must cultivate well after going back, and then let him meet the squirrel, if he grabbed its tail and threw it out, those few big money would be regarded as a reward for it.