But Xiao Ping'an did not give up, the qualification is innate, but it is not impossible to transform!

When it watched the exchange and competition on the field, it was also thinking about how to transform and improve qualifications.

Can you give birth to a qualification that is extremely suitable for cultivating the Soul System?

Xiao Ping'an felt that this method was very feasible, if he could open up a qualification suitable for cultivating the spiritual body, and then ...... Give your father a makeover, and his father will have a blockbuster future, and he will be very happy to think about it.

The filial piety of Ping An was thinking, but the existing knowledge of it was still not enough to support it to study how to transform the innate formed qualifications.

Outside Jupiter, Yang Shou witnessed all this, and Ping An was taught by Xue Qing, and he did not show off his talents, perhaps because he felt that the time had not come, and the five-year-old was very well-behaved to play his role.

"Who would have thought that a five-year-old child would actually start to study the issue of transformation qualifications. ”

Yang Shou shook his head, this reincarnation of Su Ge, the learning avenue cultivated in his previous life was too terrifying, as long as he had knowledge, he could grow rapidly.

Especially......

Yang Shou looked at the other side, also in Tianxuan City, Xue Qing had already finished communicating with the city lord in Tianxuan City, and obtained a batch of books by way of exchange, and was preparing to transport them back to Tianji City.

The achievements of books in the world today are mainly concentrated in the seven cities and the holy castle, covering the achievements of civilization in the past 10,000 years.

But during the month of staying in Tianxuan City, an incident occurred that brought a huge change to Xiao Ping'an's worldview, which had not yet been completely finalized.

It was a girl, an eight-year-old Spirit Butterfly to be exact.

The two met under a large green tree, which is verdant all year round.

But unlike the short and ugly toothed finch, the Spirit Butterfly Clan is petite and cute, slender and extremely beautiful, and has always been sought after all over the world.

In front of this little girl, Xiao Ping'an did not have any expression of shame and inferiority, and his deep dark eyes looked at each other, all because of the other party's words: "You are so ugly." ”

This sentence did not hit Ping'an's self-esteem, knowledge made it strong inside, and compared to knowledge, the ugliness of the appearance was nothing.

But the little girl in front of her is really good-looking, beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye, Xiao Ping'an simply looked at each other with appreciative and beautiful eyes, and at the same time was thinking, the difference between beauty and ugliness.

After a moment's hesitation, it took the branch and wrote a few words on the ground.

"What is ugly?"

After a pause, Xiao Ping'an continued to write a few words: "What is beauty?"

Its concept of beauty and ugliness was only obtained from books, and no one told it how to divide it.

It only knows that what it looks comfortable with it may be beautiful, but from this point of view, it is also comfortable to see its father and itself, so it should be very beautiful.

According to Xue Qing's instructions, it should not expose the fact that it can write in front of anyone, and everything must wait for it to enter the academy before it can be gradually revealed, but somehow, the ghost sent the god to ask these two sentences for this little girl of the Spirit Butterfly Clan.

After such a long time, no one should know themselves, not to mention that the other party may not be literate.

Peace thinks so.

The little girl of the Spirit Butterfly Clan's eyes widened, obviously, it was also literate, but it didn't expect that Ping'an, who looked so much smaller than it in front of her, was a head shorter, and could actually write.

"Are you dumb?"

The little girl answered the question, looked at the words written by Ping An, and suddenly became interested.

Ping An listened to the word dumb, tilted his head and thought about it, and continued to write on the ground: "What is dumb?"

It is told in the books that if it cannot speak, it is dumb.

But it feels that it can speak, and it speaks in its heart.

What's more, its mind is so jumping, turning every moment, that it doesn't want to admit that it is dumb.

"Dumb people just can't speak!"

The little girl looked at it with a hint of distress on her face.

When I was young, my emotions were always simple, and what came naturally was my true feelings.

"Oh, then I'd be half dumb. ”

Ping An paused and continued to write, without any inferiority complex in his expression.

It feels that although it can't speak, its mind can speak, its heart can speak, and it can also express its own thoughts, at best, it can only be half dumb.

When the word "" was written, the little girl smiled and flipped back and forth, pointing at it, as if amused by it.

"My name is Linglong, what about you?"

The little girl stretched out a hand, and suddenly became interested in the child in front of her, who was a head shorter than her, and looked so ugly.

The young man frowned, and after hesitating, he wrote two words on the ground: "Peace." ”

"Wow, your name is as good as mine!"

Linglong didn't care whether he wanted peace or not, so he took his hand.

Ping'an's little face flushed, struggled to break free, and hurriedly took a step back, far away from Linglong, it seemed that Linglong was some kind of flood beast.

"You dislike me?"

Linglong crossed his waist and glared at Ping An viciously.

Ping An hurriedly wrote on the ground: "The book says that you can't hold hands with the opposite sex casually. ”

Over the years, it has read more and more books, and it has become more and more miscellaneous, and it knows a lot about human affairs.

"Poof!"

Linglong smiled, her eyes curved, like a round of moon buds.

"It turned out to be a nerd. ”

It doesn't feel safe and dull, but it thinks it's cute and silly.

It was originally the daughter of the city lord, and in the school, most people respected it, and they didn't dare to show their true feelings, but when they were with Ping'an, Linglong felt that she had a friend for the first time.

"What is beauty, what is ugly?"

found that the other party didn't speak, and Ping An was still entangled in the question just now.

It wanted to go back to the firewood house and wait for his father to come back, but on the way he met such a girl, and the first thing it said when it saw it was ugly was that it was ugly.

Ping An doesn't care much about beauty and ugliness, what it cares about is the definition of beauty and ugliness.

"Beauty is good-looking, ugly is not good-looking! ”

At the age of eight, he always speaks so directly, fortunately, the heart of peace is cast of iron, and he is obsessed with learning, and the more knowledge he has, the more confident he is, and he will not feel insulted and inferior because of such a sentence.

"No, it's not, beauty and ugliness are not so simple, in my eyes, I am also beautiful. ”

Ping An thought for a while, and seriously wrote his thoughts on the ground.

Holding the branches, the two teenagers wrote and wrote, wiped and rubbed on the ground, and debated until it was dark, and there was no result.

Ping An always thinks that he is also beautiful, but Linglong is unceremonious, directly saying that it is ugly.

The two of them kept arguing about the issue of beauty and ugliness, and they were about to rise to the stage of quarreling, but fortunately, Ping An couldn't speak, and when it was written, Linglong's anger disappeared a lot.

"I look at me in the mirror, and I'm also beautiful, I think we're all beautiful, and although you're good-looking, I don't think it's beautiful. ”

Ping An wrote his thoughts truthfully, and the potential of the straight man of steel was exposed from a young age.

This sentence almost blew up Linglong.

It has been regarded as the pearl of the palm since childhood, the lady of the sky, when has it been so insulted.

Then Linglong complained about Ping An from top to bottom, from body shape to facial features, from appearance to temperament.

Ping An didn't even have time to write, and for the first time experienced the consequences of offending a woman.

This debate is doomed to be fruitless.

But it planted the seed in Ping'an's heart, and it has been trying to find a suitable definition of beauty and ugliness.

A month passed in a flash, and when his father was working, Ping An wandered around the school, but every time he always met Linglong.

It doesn't know that it's Linglong for people to stare at it, and then wait for the rabbit.

The two talked about the world, but the result of each discussion was always unhappy.

Ping An has no intention of giving in at all, and every time he cites scriptures, he refutes the other party's body completely.

And every time Linglong couldn't say it, she was angry, completely out of the rules, and returned to the question last time, counting from top to bottom.

Call it ugly.

Peace told it that it should be practiced this way and that there it should be practiced, because it only has a third soul.

But at the age of eight, the cultivation of the third spirit is already enough to be proud of, and looking at the school, there are few that are more exquisite.

But in front of peace, Linglong felt that it was not worthy of being called a genius at all.

It is the only one in the world other than Xue Qing who knows the secret of peace, and promised peace that he will keep it a secret.

But when it came time to separate, the two were still very reluctant.

Linglong tells Ping An that his father is a sweeper at the Tianxuan Academy, so as to get closer to Ping'an.

Fortunately, the Lord of Tianxuan City didn't know about this, otherwise he would have been angry and crying in the toilet......

The two have similar identities, and they chatted more and more, and when it was time to say goodbye, Ping An and Linglong made an appointment to meet for the last time.

Under the old green tree where the two met.

Peace waited until it was dark, and did not wait for the other party to come.

The stubborn peace was reluctant to leave, and this was the first time it disobeyed its father's words and did not return home in time.

It wasn't until Yushan was anxious and searched everywhere that he found it under the old green tree.

It was late at night.

Yu Shan raised his hand to fight Ping'an, but when he saw Ping'an's deep and clear eyes, he couldn't put his hand down, held it in his arms, and let out a sigh.

"Peace, what are you doing sitting here, don't you know that your father is worried about you?"

Ping An buried his head, somehow, the only friend was about to leave, but he hadn't seen the end yet, so as not to be in a sad mood.

But when he saw his father's worried eyes, Ping'an's heart trembled suddenly, lowered his head, and said obediently: "Father, I won't do this again." ”

This is the first time that it has not listened to its father for the sake of its friends, making his father so worried.

And for the last time.

Before leaving, it left behind a small notebook.

This is the Xueba's notebook that it has compiled by itself, recording how to cultivate from the third spirit to the fourth spirit center, and even deduce a distance in the cultivation of the fourth spirit center.

In situ, it left a few words at the end with a branch.

"Linglong, I wish you peace and security for the rest of your life. ”

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