Chapter 18 Firewood, Rice, Oil, Salt, Sauce, Vinegar and Tea

"Probably she had a dream in which she left with a letter of resignation, the one she had never liked. Suddenly, one day, there was a Xiucai who had admired her for a long time, and he expressed his affection for her for many years, and his words were particularly touching. After hearing this, she was very entangled, afraid that she would be sorry for the one she left at the right time. Then, under the persuasion of that Xiucai, she finally wrote a marriage contract with him. Approaching the day of her wedding, she still rode her horse and galloped. She really didn't love that amorous talent at all, and she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with him. God knows how miserable she would have if she hadn't married someone she loved?" said the Wise Master.

The most intimate thing is not to give gifts, but to share.

Zi Lingfeng of Zhenglu Palace naturally knew about it, but Shang Yingyan of Zhengyang Palace didn't know about it.

Although there is a feud between Zhenglu Palace and Zhengyang Palace, this does not prevent the two from grinding their ears and temples.

After walking by, I still missed it after all, Zi Xuanyang was very unwilling!

People are poor and short-minded, and horses are thin and long-haired.

"Fu Huanjing, who is now in my ears and eyes, is really close to this old saying!" Yan Jia, the old housekeeper of the Murong Mansion, said with a smile.

As for Murong's lineage, there are more than 100 people, staying in the former Fu Huan Mansion. Is it the dove occupying the magpie's nest or the magpie's nest?" asked Sheng Yi, the good deeds of the Murong Mansion family.

"The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, he should have no time to worry about these now! After all, the beings in the illusory realm under their ears and eyes now, they can only hear one sentence in their ears: 'The family is full of loyal martyrs and martyrs in Murong Mansion, and the traitor and villain Fu Huan's family. 'The big truth. Also, that kid, if the old man remembers correctly, the Immortal Bridge should have been broken a long time ago, right?" Yan Jia sighed.

"Yes, old fellow! After all, he is still a poor man, and he has a rich conscience!" Sheng Yi said with emotion.

Speaking of this, he Fu Huanjing had a stomach full of grievances. He thought that if he had the powerful position that Murong Qian had today, he would be a hundred times better than him.

It is true that Murong Qian, the great elder of the Cloud Peak Sword Sect in the Illusory Realm, gives porridge every day to help the victims, just like a good person.

If Fu Huanjing had his Murong Qian's inexhaustible summer money, he would definitely not think about treacherous schemes all day long, how to take revenge and assassinate Murong Qian.

If I have endless summer money to spend on Huan Jing, then I will definitely be the number one benevolent person in the fantasy world. He Murong Qian gave porridge every day, right? I Fu Huanjing supported the elderly every day and dodged the galloping carriage. If the old man is unwilling to help, or does not need to be supported, I Fu Huanjing will pull them hard and carry them to avoid the carriage.

"Young Master, why are you so hypocritical?" asked Tie Futu, the shopkeeper of the Illusory Realm Meditation Wine Workshop, with a smile.

"Master, you're not good at doing this! You don't care about the apprentice all day long, and you don't even let the apprentice do it in this daydream, will you be addicted after a while?" said the disciple Fu Huanjing aggrievedly.

These two people are really funny! Tiefutu was originally Fu Huanjing's personal secret servant, and he has been guarding Fu Huanjing for 16 years. With the decline of Fu Huan's family, no one will mention the secret servant Futu, but the shopkeeper of the winery, Tiefutu, is well known.

After pushing the cup and changing the lamp, who are you? Who are you?

At this point, Fu Huanjing can see that there is nothing wrong with this unreliable master. At the very least, he pays Huan Jing every day, and there are immortals who don't need to spend a little summer money to drink.

We are too dumbfounded about the unknown, but we don't want to think deeply about why this is the case?

Needless to say, let's take the latest dragon slaying battle as an example! Every hundred years, everyone in our fantasy world has to slaughter the evil dragon, and no one has ever wondered, why did the extinct evil dragon resurrect again?

The years are quiet, and the flowers are blooming.

Obviously, this is a sentence that is not very applicable to the illusion world, there are so many land immortals like rain falling on the earth, and the sword immortals are catching and fighting all the time. How can there be any fucking years quiet, and there is no worry about the flowers, and it is estimated that I have the life to watch the flowers on the other side of tomorrow, I don't know yet.

For the rich is not benevolent, for the rich is not benevolent, why is it not benevolent for the rich?

This is the words that Murong Qian asks everyone in the illusory world every day with his heart lake. He Murong Qian had a lot of small summer money, and he didn't steal it, so why should he help the outlaw swordsman? The spy and Deadpool were originally a point of no return, and he Murong Qian asked himself if he had no responsibility to save their lives. If they have to say that they are rich or unkind, then let them say it out loud.

But when you see the tears wet, you don't know who you hate?

Isn't this Murong Luanjie talking about! Washing her face with tears all day long, she doesn't know why she is crying, and who the person she resents in her heart is. Father Murong Qian is always secretive, for fear that his baby daughter will be sad again.

Is it really that important whether the lips and teeth are attached to each other, or whether the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth?

The couple who came and went to the inn jointly managed the inn. The lips and teeth of the past are intertwined, and the current donkey's lips are not the same as the horse's mouth, which makes the estrangement in the hearts of the two deeper and deeper. Does it matter? Does it really not matter?

For you and me, the past is over after all, and it's a bad fate that we can't talk about again.

The future of the illusory world will eventually have to be handed over to others.

Take the dream as Ma Zixuanyang, and live up to the beauty of Fu Huanjing.

And listen to the wind and the moon is getting shallower, and the resurrection of the dead is still there.

The mud splashes with the water without a trace, and the wine is worry-free.

The world is full of green lights, and the green mountains and cats are evil.

For Zi Xuanyang, a close friend who is far away in the human world and takes dreams as horses, Fu Huanjing, who lives up to his beauty, always avoids talking about it.

Maybe it's because one is noble and the other is down-and-out!

As for the word "down", the former young master Fu Huanjing, he has always been unwilling to face it calmly. This caused his heart to become entangled, making it even more difficult for his master, Tiefutu, to diagnose and treat him.

When it comes to heart knots, in the corner of the human world, this kind of strange disease will never appear. However, in the place where there are so many land immortals in the illusory realm like rain falling on the earth, it is a commonplace low-level phantom disease!

If you say that there is no cure for this disease, let him be down-and-out Young Master Fu Huanjing, it is better to prepare a coffin for himself as soon as possible!

I remember that the miracle doctor Jia Yan once said to the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing that heart knot entanglement is a heart disease, and heart medicine is still needed to treat and recuperate.

Sixteen-year-old Fu Huanjing is not a fool, he knows that his heart is sick, it is his father Fu Huanxiong who was sealed in the Netherworld North Sea.

The divine doctor Jia Yan once asked Fu Huanjing why his heart disease was not his deceased mother Yu Chi Linjia.

Because Fu Huanjing knows that his deceased relatives hope that those who are still alive today can live a better life.

After all, Chi Linjia, his mother-in-law, was in order for his father to survive, so that he blocked Murong Qian's fatal sword.

Over time, "Don't ask about the past, don't point to the future." Unconsciously became, the cross prophecy of the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing.

That being said, it's really hard to get people to do it, or to order them to do it.

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing once believed in this, but what should he do now?

Now under the ears and eyes, Fu Huanjing, who is in the middle of the family, what qualifications does he have to beg others not to ask about his past, and not to point fingers at him for the rest of his life!

"Young master, you say that you are down-and-out all day long, don't always be addicted! Come, come out on the hour!" Tie Futu, who loves the apprentice of the pit, said with a smile.

Why does Tiefutu always call his disciple Fu Huanjing the young master? Maybe he has been shouting for 16 years, it's really hard to change his words!

"Master, take a look! In this humble room, the rice is exhausted, and the furnishings in the house can be seen at a glance, isn't this enough to be downcast?" Fu Huanjing wept aggrievedly.

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, since he was a child, believed that men would not flick when they had tears, but he never thought that the embarrassment of his current life would make him wet with tears.

For Fu Huanjing, the infinitesimal summer money that Murong Qian possessed was like a torrential rain, which could drown all living beings in the illusory world. In this way, everyone is under the rain, and there is no difference between superior and inferior.

Infinite wealth can level the fantasy world.

At this point, the Changsheng Bridge is broken, and the natal porcelain is broken.

The sword is not the enemy of ten thousand people, and the text is plagiarized all over the world.

The wind is silent, and the air is like water.

The light is like a shadow, and the sword is without a trace.

What is the difference between knowing it and not?

It can be said that in this life, he Fu Huanjing is considered to have nothing to do with the way of the sword! Unless there is that in case, the one with a broken fate.

When it comes to tears, Fu Huanjing does not always choose to deliberately escape, and there are several positive responses.

After all, the soul dance of the human world once made the young Fu Huanjing wet his clothes with tears, and he was the one who couldn't stop crying.

At this time, Jia Yan, the magic doctor of the illusory world, was very puzzled, thinking that he was born with a marriage line death of the down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, and he should not understand what love means.

However, such a sad and resolute song and dance can touch the depths of his Fu Huanjing's heart, making him moved and tears wet his clothes.

Such strange things couldn't help but make the divine doctor Jia Yan begin to wonder if he Fu Huanjing was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Divine Doctor Jia Yan has always been a disciple of Murong Bo, the great elder of the Cloud Peak Sword Sect in the Illusory Realm. Because Murong Bo's pearl in the palm of her hand, Murong Luanjie has a weak physique since she was a child, and she is tired by her innate sword immortal spirit physical strength.

Where thousands of spiritual energy in the illusory world converge, there is such a towering Fangcun Mountain.

Because the surroundings of Fangcun Mountain are surrounded by thousands of spiritual energy, it is like a huge immortal cave mansion.

Unlike the people in the fantasy world who praised it as the land of the outer heavens, Fu Huanjing, the down-and-out young master of the illusion world, instead laughed and called it "Luoluo Mountain".

The space-time walker monk Ming took his only disciple Jue Ao, soared through the clouds and fog and passed by the foot of Fangcun Mountain in the illusory world, stopping for a moment to eat some wine and food.

Before the two of them entered the meditation wine shop of Tiefutu, they were attracted and fascinated by the disdainful laughter of Fu Huanjing, the down-and-out young master on the side of the road.

"What the hell is Fangcun Mountain, in the eyes of my master Fu Huanjing, it is just a downcast mountain with souls scattered around. Fu Huan sneered loudly as if no one cared about himself.

"Young man, why do you say this?" asked Seng Ming with a little curiosity.

"What do you say, old man, this Tianji Stone doesn't belong to you anymore!" Fu Huanjing's face changed suddenly, and he said with a hard tear on the gem on Seng Ming's chest.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me............ Monk Ming woke up in his dream, sweating profusely, and stretched out his hand to shout.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" After hearing the shouts of the master, Jue Ao, a disciple in the next bedroom, immediately got up and came to the master's bed with great concern and asked.

"It's okay to be a teacher! It's just an insignificant dream, you don't need to worry too much about it. Seng Ming wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his right hand and explained.

Is it really just an insignificant frightening dream? The Monk Ming of the Time and Space Walker clutched the Heavenly Machine Stone on his chest and couldn't sleep all night.

The so-called illusory world is a new world outside the five worlds of people, demons, demons, immortals, and gods. There are countless phantom spirits with different levels of spiritual power who practice enlightenment, and most of them each ride their own mount spirit beasts, perform chivalrous battles in the rivers and lakes and martial arts, and support the righteous path in the temple and court.

However, there are also some phantoms among them, who never ask about any mundane things in the illusionary world. He only cares about his own enlightenment and cultivation for a lifetime, in order to one day, he can fly to the free fairy world by virtue of the luck he has accumulated through countless hardships.

The vast number of beings in the Illusory Realm were called phantoms by the other five realms, which made them very unhappy. Because they themselves know very well that the phantom spirit refers to the spiritual body bone, that is, the foundation of their foundation cultivation, and it is not the name they want to be called, they prefer to be called the phantom bone.

In the illusory world, the spirit is the same, but the bones are noble and low.

According to the different spiritual bodies and bones of the Illusory Realm, as well as the strength of the spiritual power stored in their own bodies, they are ranked as Qianling, Zhenling, Kanling, Genling, Kunling, Xunling, Liling, and Duiling in order from strong to weak. Above these eight spirits is the Spirit Venerable Walker, who lives in the Valhalla on the top of Fangcun Mountain.

The five-series spirit beast mounts of the Illusory Realm Enlightened Cultivators are sorted into gold-based spirit beasts, wood-based spirit beasts, water-type spirit beasts, fire-type spirit beasts, and earth-type spirit beasts according to the amount of spiritual energy stored in each of them.

The spiritual power of all the phantom spirits in the illusory world originated from the mist-shrouded Fangcun Mountain. The powerful aura that overflowed from it gave birth to countless spiritual bones. Streams of spiritual energy are attached to the flesh and skin of the phantom spirits of enlightenment and cultivation, helping them to build a solid foundation for cultivating enlightenment, and cultivating a stronger and stronger spiritual body.

That Fangcun Mountain towered into the sky, and for thousands of years, no phantom spirit had ever climbed to the top of its peak.

As for the square inch, it is because the square inch mountain is divided into two parts, namely the square ring and the inch mountain.

Although the Valhalla of the Illusory Realm is located at the top of Fangcun Mountain, it is not the highest peak of Fangcun Mountain, and there are still forbidden secret rooms to be found outside the enchantment.

The square ring, like a square and neat rice field, was shoveled up by a huge force and a spatula, and was connected together to form a huge rectangular ring.

Within the square ring, it is divided into nine palaces, according to the size of the status and power between them, they are sorted as Zhengyang Palace, Shangjia Palace, Yuedun Palace, Qinli Palace, Huangzhong Palace, Furan Palace, Concubine Palace, Mi'e Palace, and Henglu Palace.

Cunshan, like an ink pen that doesn't know how long it is, stands straight between the world and the world. In the waist of Cun Mountain, there is a Genting Mountain Villa, where there is a Lingzun with outstanding spiritual power, and a Yunding Sword Sect known in the rivers and lakes has been created here.

Because the cultivation and enlightenment spirits in the illusion realm often come to Genting Mountain Villa to enlighten and participate in meditation, the incense in the Genting Sword Sect is extremely prosperous.

Besides, between this ring and the mountain, relying on the aura pontoon bridges connected to each other, the scenery is infinitely beautiful.

As for the surroundings of Fangcun Mountain, the southeast direction is the low and barren Luoxian Slope, the northwest direction is the ghost and god sad Zhushen Peak, and the northeast direction is the rugged mountain road Thunder Cliff.

Although the appearance of the spiritual body bones in the illusion world is very different and the differences are very rare, they still have the distinction between high and low. The aristocratic phantoms of the illusory realm refer to those cultivators and enlightened spirits who have their own surnames in the Nine Palaces of the Fanghuan.

As for those muddy people in the illusory realm, they were a group of people scattered all over the bottom of the Cun Mountain with low spiritual power cultivation.

One afternoon, there were a few fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls at the foot of Fangcun Mountain, riding their respective spirit beast mounts, chasing each other, playing and playing.

"Fu Huanjing, come here, look at Young Master Ben's blue-eyed unicorn beast, let you kid open your eyes today!" Zhuge Yunjue rode on the back of the huge spirit beast to show off and beckoned.

"Zhuge Yunjue, you, an earth-based spirit beast with a lower level of spiritual power, I can't look down on it, master! I am going to go tonight, at the bottom of the extremely dangerous thunder cliff, I captured the middle-level, fire-based spirit beast Tongtian nine-headed python with my bare hands. Fu Huanjing said disdainfully at the giant beast with low spiritual power in front of him.

"Hey, hey, everyone, come and take a look, this is the young master of the Fu Huan family who wanted to be invincible back then. Right now, the illusion test once every ten years is about to begin, you don't have the necessary spirit beast mounts for the competition, do you!

That's all it takes, the natal porcelain is broken, and the marriage line is dead.