Looking at Huo Qinglong, who had changed his attention and was about to leave in a hurry, Wang Feiyi smiled slightly, "It's okay! I'll write a novel first!"

"Novel, you wait first, why are you a novel now?" As soon as he heard Wang Feiyi say that he would write a novel, Huo Qinglong, who was about to leave, suddenly seemed to come back to life.

"Senior Brother Huo, you can't say that, aren't you looking forward to my novel, Senior Brother? And if writing novels in the past was just for interest and making money, then now for me, I will write novels that I want to say to people, and there are also things I think about, that opioid thing, Youzhou border matter, I have to write it in my novel, that can also be said to be my sword!"

"Looks like you've got your own way?"

"Yes! In the past, it may have been 'Zhou Tian Xingyan', maybe it was something else, I always had a feeling of alienation from things in this world, but that time I was taken out of 'Zhou Tian Xingyan', but I felt a little different from before, maybe it wasn't until that moment that I really integrated into this world! After all, there is a 'Zhou Tian Xingyan', to be honest, my own sense of superiority is still very strong, but now I feel that I have lost some of the calmness brought by that sense of superiority!"

"Isn't there something else, something called 'personal memory' that the man gave me?"

"Yes, at least my martial arts can continue to be deduced with its help!"

"Yes, but what do you think of this martial arts, although it is to help you deduce, but you can actually come up with martial arts such as "Wedding Dress Prajna Gong" and "Shangqing Xiaoyaolu", I don't know what you think in your head!"

"Although I presided over this kind of deduction myself, and the direction was also set by myself, I don't know what it will look like in the end! Wang Feiyu said and put his fist in front of his eyes and squeezed it, the current 'personal memory' no longer has the ability to actively collect information, everything has to be passed from his eyes after seeing it.

"Then do you have any healing parts in there?!" Huo Qinglong said, thinking of his profession as a doctor.

"Yes, the several martial arts I mainly deduce have their own parts for healing, but at present, I mainly focus on the "Kuzhi Proud Bone Sutra", senior brother, are you interested?"

"I'm a little interested, wait for you to deduce more, and show me the healing part if it's okay?"

"Okay, I'll write to you silently when I get back. ”

"But since you're going to write a novel, what about the ones you've finished? Just show me, I'm just relaxing, relaxing!" Huo Qinglong said as he stretched out a hand and waved it to his side.

"Senior brother, don't you need it!" I don't know why Wang Feiyu instinctively felt that it didn't seem like a good idea to let Huo Qinglong read his manuscripts, especially today.

"What's not necessary! Quick! Bring it over! Let me see!" Huo Qinglong said, and suddenly grabbed Wang Feiyi's collar.

"Then Senior Brother Huo, it's good to look at it, but you can't give an opinion!" Looking at Huo Qinglong, who suddenly became fierce, Wang Feiyi reached out and took down the hand that was holding his collar.

"Can't give an opinion yet?" Huo Qinglong withdrew his hand and crooked his mouth dissatisfied.

"Of course you can't mention it!"

"That's okay! I'm going to relieve my boredom anyway!"

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"I said, how can you write like that here? I kind of like this guy?"

"Senior brother, you promised me not to give an opinion!" Wang Feiyu said as he stretched out his hand and pushed away the head that was leaning over.

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"I said how can you write people to death here, if I were there, I would definitely save them!"

"Senior brother, you're not there!"

"So what's going on with this? How can you write about snow in the summer?"

"I'm in the snowy mountains!"

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"I said this person, you should write it to death!

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"Senior brother, I'm begging you!

"What will not work, you should listen carefully to these opinions of mine!"

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Reaching out and rubbing his temples, Wang Feiyu completely regretted letting Huo Qinglong come to see the novel he was writing, but it would be good if he could eliminate the wrongness of seeing the fifth pure tone because of this!

And when Huo Qinglong gave advice to Wang Fei's novel, Xuankong Zhenren looked at a letter in his hand, and then folded it again: "Staring at the Tianfeng courtyard is still effective, the leaves of this fifth family are back? ”

"What kind of opportunity? Grandpa, who else is the leaf of the fifth family?" A crisp daughter's voice came with the footsteps entering the door, the voice was clear and soft, and there was a faint sense of powerlessness in the words, as if the master was lacking in qi and the master was sick.

"Huh...... You'll find out later, but speaking of which, how did you remember to find grandpa?"

"Grandpa, I heard that you told His Majesty the Emperor that my poisoning was caused by purple sand tiles?" The girl's words were a little dissatisfied, although she was short in stature and a little thin, but her face was another heroic air, and there were a pair of eagle eyes on her fair face, with a kind of sharpness.

"Yes! There is indeed such speculation now, although the evidence is a little less rigorous, but the inference is valid. ”

"And then you're going to use that to attack the Buddha Gate?"

"Child, if the Buddhists are all wise and minded, I naturally don't need them, but between the Buddhas and demons, don't you think that compared to the Buddhists, do the Queen Mothers really have a bowl of water for our Daomen?"

"But grandpa, even if you do this, you can't change the queen mother's opinion of Buddhism?"

"No! it's changed!"

"Why?"

"A woman's pregnancy is something that needs to be very careful, the residual poison of Zishawari is not high, but it is enough to have an impact on pregnant women!

"It's more than twenty or thirty years ago, wait a minute, Concubine De, I heard that she can't give birth because of a miscarriage!-" The girl who reacted was surprised, she had already realized that this was indeed a person who could influence the Queen Mother's choice of things, but people always have a stubborn and unwilling side to admit their mistakes, especially the royal people.

"Yes! But Concubine De is a person who likes to burn incense and worship the Buddha! This purple sand tile, because of the relationship between our Taoist sect and the Buddhist gate, not many people use it, so I saw that you liked purple at that time. Although this purple sand tile is no longer directly operated by Buddhism because of the poisonous smoke, but in the end it still occupies a stake and can't be cleaned, that Xinle monk doesn't always say something with a smug face, is this purple sand tile a gift from the Buddha to the mortal world? Of course, for some people, maybe they don't want to admit it, but this thorn has been planted!"

"Then grandpa, what are you going to do next?"

"You'll know later, but girl, I recently showed you a family affair, do you want to take a look?"

"What do you mean?" the girl looked surprised, and was easily distracted by her grandfather.

"I heard that there is a Taoist priest from Yunzhou Qingyuan Temple in the capital today. ”

"Qingyuanguan, grandpa, will you let me marry a Taoist priest like you?"

"What's wrong with the Taoist priest? People like your grandfather's faction can also get married and have children. ”

"But Buddhism doesn't get married!"

"Girl, Buddhism is a precept, our Taoism is about Taoism and nature, marriage is one of the natures, if you really don't want to get married, go to the Taoist schools that don't let you get married!"

"But grandpa, why do you want me to marry a Taoist priest?"

"Girl, it's not that grandpa wants you to marry a Taoist priest, but that the person that grandpa thinks is suitable happens to be a Taoist priest, if you don't want to, there are many people who are willing!"

"What do you mean?"

"First, in addition to being a Taoist priest, that kid is also a registered disciple of Tianfeng City. ”

"A named disciple, there is nothing important. Saying that, the girl waved her little hand, a named disciple should not be remembered like this.

"No, you're wrong! This named disciple is very special!" Xuankong said, with a serious meaning in his eyes.

"It's special, what's special?"

"You'll know when you meet! Don't worry! Grandpa is not like your father, don't force you, you can make your own decisions, but if you miss it and regret it, don't blame grandpa. ”

"Grandpa, do you really think that I will like that Taoist priest?"

"It's not that I like it, but I like it, do you understand, kid? Although Grandpa hasn't seen that child, he thinks you're a good fit from the information in hand. ”

"Suitable? I haven't met, and if I say it's suitable, how can it be true or false? Besides, he's coming and going in the blood and rain of people in the rivers and lakes of the city, how can it be suitable?

"It's just that of course it's right to like it, but the girl is the same as your weak body since childhood, you want one who can always be by your side, and one who can relieve your boredom, this is just right!"

"Can he stay with him all the time?"

"As long as he continues on his current footsteps. ”

"What footsteps, you'll know when you touch it!" "As a grandfather, how could he not know to take advantage of his granddaughter's curiosity!

"Grandpa, are you so sure his path is right for me?"

"Grandpa, I think I'm eighty percent sure!"

"What if I don't think it's appropriate?" the girl waved her purple sleeves, her black eyes purring in circles, and she had to admit that her grandfather had aroused her curiosity!

"Okay, grandpa, I'll go and take a look, and arrange it for you and me, but I don't want to meet directly, I'm going to observe secretly!"

"Yes, grandpa will arrange for you when you turn around, come and rub your granddaughter's shoulders for your grandpa!"

"Just come here!" said the girl walked over, stood behind her grandfather, put her hands on her shoulders and squeezed her shoulders one by one, although she was weak, she still had cultivation, especially Jinggong, and there was still some strength in this hand.

"Yes, it's still my own good granddaughter's hand strength!" Xuankong praised, closing his eyes and enjoying it!