Summer view in Qinglan Peak.

Counting him, there are a total of four people living in Qinglan Peak, according to their status, they are Qingxia Zhenren, him, Shui Yun, and Shui Xin.

Shui Yun is the apprentice grandson of Qingxia Zhenren, and has been by Qingxia's side for more than 500 years, maintaining the appearance of being in her twenties.

She has completed her wild journey, and she is almost one step away from entering the Purple Mansion Realm and becoming a real person in Shui Yun.

The head of the ordinary gate sect is no more than the Purple Mansion Realm, and those in the Purple Mansion Realm and above are all respected as real people.

Shui Xin is sixteen years old, half a month older than Xia Jing, and six years earlier than Xia Jing. She was picked up by Izumoko from the outside and given to Shui Yun's disciple, a second-class spiritual root, and she was still in the Wuzhang realm.

The master and apprentice are Qingxia's real people's little followers.

Qingxia real world is the bed, and Shui Yun and Shui Xin also sleep with the wind; Qingxia Zhenren rarely spoke, and Shui Yun and Shui Xin were also silent; Qingxia Zhenren only wears wide clothes, and Shui Yun and Shui Xin only wear large robes.

Like the story of Dong Shi Xiaofeng, Shui Yun and Shui Xin learned the outer skin of Qingxia Zhenren, but they did not learn the inside.

Qingxia real people are the bed, and they are cultivating the Tao of heaven and earth, they eat and sleep in the open, only torture the body, and their cultivation has not been improved.

Qingxia real people don't talk nonsense, they only say important and interesting, they only learn to convey information concisely, but they don't know that humor is the soul of language.

Qingxia real people wear loose clothes, in order to cover the vast mountains with wider clouds, they wear large-sized clothes, which can only make them appear flatter.

Izumoko sometimes comes over and talks to Senior Sister Shui Yun and Senior Nephew Shui Xin. They are all disciples of Qingxia's real disciples.

Xia Jing listened from the sidelines, and every time he deeply sighed at the boredom of the master and apprentice. Even in the face of Izumoko's senior brother and uncle, the master and apprentice couldn't squeeze out a few words.

But they were respectful enough.

Xia Jing said that he wanted a wooden house, so Shui Yun and Shui Xin built him a boxy wooden house. The wooden house was empty, not to mention the furniture, not even the windows. The master and apprentice are too rigid.

Fortunately, there is still Izumoko, and Natsujing got the necessary living utensils from him.

He didn't plan to learn from Qingxia and the others to be ascetics.

"Jing Xiaozu!"

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, the leaves are verdant, and Izumo has a flying sword, pressed on the green carpet woven by the canopy, and calls around Qinglan Peak.

He didn't dare to expand his divine sense, so he could only use the simplest way to find Xia Jing.

"I'm here." Xia Jing replied.

Izumoko flew above the deep pool, saw the young man who was seated, and jumped off the flying sword.

The waterhole ripples, rippling against the rocks at the edge of the pool, making a crisp and continuous sound.

"What is Xiao Zu looking at?" Izumoko asked.

He followed Xia Jing's gaze and saw a big red fish swimming happily.

"It turned out that I was looking at the red kite," Izumoko said with a smile, "This fish was sacrificed by the ancestor when he was 900 years old, and the original nine tails, seven tails died, and only one male and one female were left alive." ”

Natsu nodded and motioned for Izumo to continue.

"Although the red kite is beautiful, it is not a demon beast, and it stands to reason that it will not live to be 100 years old. This is because the red kite offered by the Dali Dynasty contains the blood of the demon dragon. ”

Izumoko paused and asked Xia Jing, "Can you see the miracle of the red kite?" ”

Xia Jing replied, "There are no thorns." ”

"Little Ancestor is erudite!" Izumoko immediately offered a sycophant, "Xiao Zu knows quite partially, this red kite does not have spines, because its thick meridians ......"

Izumoko suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned her head sharply, staring at the pool with wide eyes.

His voice trembled: "Little Ancestor, why is there only one red kite fish?" ”

"I didn't catch it." Xia Jing replied.

Izumoko was relieved, he also thought that Xia Jing practiced true knowledge and ate a red kite. Maybe the other one swam to some corner, right?

He's relieved to be early.

Xia Jing looked at his eyes and thought it was interesting, and said nonsense: "It was the red kite that jumped ashore by itself, I see that the weather is hot, and if I leave it alone, I will suffer from heat stroke, and I will die with a whimper, so I can only stew it." ”

Izumoko's eyes darkened.

"That's the fish that Qingxia likes?" Xia Jing asked suspiciously.

"Ancestor never cared about that."

"That's good."

No, not at all! Izumoko looked sadly at the last fish.

He had just talked about why the red kite had lived for a hundred years, and he had said one less reason and had withheld his careful care.

When the Great Departure Dynasty presented a gift, he fell in love with the nine-tailed fish at a glance, and did not dare to ask the ancestor for it, so he came to this Qinglan Peak every day to see the golden nose, forked tail, blue dragon, swimming pattern, blister, dragon eye, goose head, looking at the sky, lying in the water, cruising in the waterhole.

More than 100 years have passed, and only the golden nose and blisters are still alive. The golden nose is a male fish, with a yellow spot on the tip of the nose, the blisters are females, the eyes are bulging, and the two fish are his heart and liver treasures.

"That's a fish that has lived for a hundred years, how can it be stewed like this?" Izumoko was so distressed that she stomped her feet and asked, "Is there still fish soup?" ”

He's been raising fish for a hundred years, and he's going to taste it too!

Xia Jing shook his head: "I ate it all yesterday." ”

"But," he turned again, "isn't there another one in this pool?" ”

"Little Ancestor, just let that fish go!" Izumoko begged.

He looked at the pool water, and the last remaining fish was a golden nose, shaking a red tail like a red fan, and a yellow spot on the top like a golden ball, bewitching in the water circle, offering a gorgeous dance.

How can anyone bear to eat them?

"Don't eat it anymore?" A clear voice rang out.

Izumoko turned her head, and Mizushin stood behind Natsu Kei vividly. He had already sensed the arrival of his nephew, but he didn't expect that Shui Xin would ask.

This nephew is like a junior sister, not interested in anything, just like a monk who is too upper.

When Mizushin was young, Izumoko tried her best to find countless gadgets to interest her, trying to get her out of Mizuma's influence, but she didn't succeed.

Now, he's given up.

Shui Xin hadn't given up yet, she looked at the waterhole and said, "It's hot, won't this fish suffer from heat stroke?" ”

Izumoko is confused, what kind of heat stroke can a fish get in the water? And the sun is not scorching.

Shui Xin looked at Xia Jing and said, "This fish is too lonely, why don't you send it to meet its brothers and sisters." ”

Izumoko understands that this nephew wants to eat his fish!

The red kite is his heart and liver baby, and the water heart is the younger generation he watched grow up, from childhood to adulthood, the girl did not take the initiative to ask for anything, and now he wants a fish, he ...... He......

As soon as Izumoko gritted her teeth, her spiritual power flowed, and the golden nose came out of water and landed in front of Mizuko.

"You ...... Eat! He turned his head and covered his eyes.

Xia Jing saw that he was so reluctant, and just wanted to say that he would let go of the fish, but Shui Xin had already taken out the pot and firewood from the Qiankun bag and looked at him with blank eyes.