Chikusenji Temple is a great place.

The clear mountains shine on the water, the smoke is white, and the bamboo leaves and leaves in the world are crushed.

After a hard journey, I decided to stay in the temple to recuperate and relieve my injuries, and Zhuquan Temple was quiet and pleasant...... Jiao has a calming effect that makes Jiao unconsciously let go of violence and anxiety, calms the nerves, reduces the cough symptoms a lot, and no longer tears the heart.

Lao Huixian was busy planting vegetables and caring for the vegetable seedlings, trying his best to maintain the temple rations.

The iron ball snake spirit and the little stone don't know where to run to cause trouble, it's hard to imagine what a pangolin, a snake spirit and a child who popped out of a stone can do, none of them are normal.

"Ahem......"

A light cough broke the silence of the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest of the back mountain, Bai Yujun sat cross-legged on the futon and played the piano with both hands, the guqin was leisurely, and the sandalwood was curling with a pot of tea.

The jade finger fluttered and played a song of bamboo forest elegance, and the bamboo leaves fell sprinkled, and suddenly divided into two silently......

When you are idle, you are proficient in sound wave attacks, and you can enhance your power by integrating the artistic conception of the wind, and every melodious sound implies an invisible killing machine, simulating the artistic conception of green bamboo, and the rod is like a spear and a sharp arrow.

Bamboo, perseverance and tenacious survival, quietly guarding loneliness and desolation, is endowed with the meaning of clear, the heart is willing to be lonely without distractions, countless years and months into the vast bamboo sea, light and delicate four seasons evergreen with all kinds of tenderness.

Savor it quietly.

The roots of the earth are thirsty to drink the yellow spring, the branches are horizontal, the dream leaves are patting the sky, the thin and lonely height, the branches are proud of the snow, and the sky is dry

Bamboo vitality tenacious, vigorous fresh and vigorous, vigorous upward, after the spring rain broke out of the ground, in midsummer spread out a rich green yarn, the summer cold to smile against the wind and frost rain.

Cultivating immortals, in addition to cultivating oneself, the most important thing is to understand, understand the mountains and rivers, understand the flowers and plants, and realize the climate.

Realize the truth, understand that in this world, you can transcend things and not be limited by life and death.

I don't know how many artistic conceptions to comprehend, at present, Bai Yujun has only achieved the comprehension of mountains, rivers and wind and rain climate, which is only the first step of superficial understanding, and there is still a lot of way to go in the future.

"It's hard to practice......"

Isn't it all the hardships of a voice, step by step trying to make mistakes and then correcting them, in order to obtain merit, you have to put down your skin and seek perfection, how can you tell the words, a lot of hatred does not know when it can be avenged, all you can do is to hide in the dark and lick your wounds and wait quietly for the other party to show your flaws, and you must not do the things that are so hot that you are strong.

"Alas......"

The sound of the piano unconsciously whimpered bitterly, and the sharp energy that had just been uncontrollable and scattered everywhere dissipated, peaceful and peaceful.

The green bamboo leaves fall silently, falling on the shoulders and reflecting the white clothes.

In the distance, a bamboo rat was kicked away by a fat rabbit running from nowhere, occupying the hole and squinting to eat bamboo leaves, and its two big ears dangled to make the bamboo rat squeak.

At the end of the song, I touched the teapot and found that the tea was slightly cool, and the cold tea had a unique taste.

It is rare to drink tea with a teacup this time, the fragrant tea is cool in the throat, and the green tea leaves echo with the bamboo sea.

The wind rises, the green leaves of the bamboo forest flip and spiral and fall all over the ground, and the green bamboo leaves that have been unintentionally cut off before playing the piano do not know how many.

The reflection in the cup reflects the cyan, and the bamboo in the world is drunk.

"Ahem......"

Cover your chest and close your eyes to suppress the injury, uncomfortable, I really miss the days of health, I don't feel pain, I can run, I can jump and fly, I haven't been able to go to the sky for a long time since I was injured and I can't fly in the clouds, I feel uncomfortable, I always feel that something is missing in my life.

sighed with emotion.

That's when ......

Zheng~!

The guqin collapsed in vain! The sound of clanging for no reason seemed to be a warning!

A faint killing machine shrouded the bamboo forest, and a few bamboo leaves continued to split for no reason, as if they were cut by an inexplicable murderous aura, the birds screamed, and the bamboo rats fled!

Bai Yujun's heart was cold, from the time Qin suddenly spoke, he didn't find anyone nearby at all, there was only one possibility, that strange visitor was even more terrifying than himself in his heyday, who was it?

I was anxious, my blood was surging, and my chest was uncomfortable......

"Ahem...... Who's here?"

The other side.

Lao Huixian, who planted vegetables, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of the piano, threw away his hoe for a moment, and ran clumsily towards the back mangosteen forest, stumbling and shaking his beard and eyebrows.

The bamboo forest is very quiet, and you can't hear the rustle of the vast bamboo sea when it shakes.

Bai Yujun stood up and hugged the guqin tightly to look around, there was no figure in the thermal induction infrared, the smell could not find the peculiar smell, and the vibration induction had no other sound, as if everything was as usual and nothing!

But intuition clearly told Bai Yujun that there was a powerful existence nearby, as silent as a cat and mouse, which one could kill him?

"Who is it? ahem...... Don't you have the courage to show up yet?"

"As you wish. ”

I don't know where someone floated a word, and then I felt a slightly familiar aura......

The majestic wind blows the hair to cover Danfeng's eyes, the small and slightly raised nose bridge of the pretty nose breathes disordered, and the heart with a slow heart rate beats violently......

In a panic, I saw a figure slowly falling from the sky between the bamboo forests through my hair!

White blue cloud pattern robe, jade crown sword box, people from the Pure Yang Palace......

Jiao's heart is like falling to the bottom of the valley, Bai Yujun doesn't know how he suddenly appeared in Zhuquan Temple, his whereabouts should be unknown to anyone, the river boat covered the traces of the breath with the help of the water vein dragon qi, how could it be found?

The white silver stripe shoes on the ground and stepping on the green leaves, the robe is windless and automatic, and the ancient sword box behind it is cold!

There is no need to struggle, even if he was not his opponent in his heyday, not to mention that now the poor with low combat effectiveness can only play the piano to scare people, everything is in vain.

Let go, the guqin fell and the strings rang loudly......

Unless you immediately go into a dark river channel or into a large river or lake, or perhaps closer, you can fly into the sky and hide in the clouds.

Just now I wanted to borrow bamboo leaves to protect myself with the artistic conception of bamboo that I didn't comprehend much, but I had no choice but to give up, and a few suspended green bamboo leaves were powerless to land, and it was superfluous to do anything in the face of absolute strength.

Hye-hyun ran along the path panting and didn't stop, just now he suddenly felt that a terrible guy appeared in the mountain behind the bamboo forest, and then a string crash came out, he clearly remembered that the white demon said that he was going to the back mountain to practice the piano in the morning, and he didn't know what kind of enemy this monster provoked would be hunted down and killed here, no matter what, he couldn't sit idly by.

In the distance, I saw a person falling above the bamboo forest.

"Knife ...... Fall down and stay ...... Leave a demon!"

Lao Huixian thinks that the white demon is good, and he will listen to his own nonsense when he helps make money to repair the temple, and it is rare to make friends, and he is also one of the few people who does not regard the old and young in the temple as monsters...... If the demon dies, who can he talk to in the future?

"Don't do it...... How can a monastic place be so violent!"

I don't know what kind of pranayama exercises Huixian practiced, and the sweat in his head just now instantly turned into a monk.

The long eyebrows and fluttering white beard were about to mop the ground, when I saw his hands folded and replaced with kind eyebrows.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife...... The sword is good, in case it hurts the flowers and plants, it is not good, you must have a benevolent heart, what is the difference between a demon if you are not kind?" I want to talk about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal" with more like-minded people; , talk about life, find a confidant~

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