"This is practice! Understood, Mr. Li!"

"If you want to become a great supernatural person, you have to take out the posture of chasing the girl, you must always think about doing that blissful thing with her, and find ways to push her down!"

"Think about those who are holding in your arms, holding in your hands, lying on the bed, and sitting on your body are not more motivated!"

The more Yuan Youtao spoke, the more exciting he became, the more he spoke, holding a wine jug in one hand and waving his other hand in mid-air, his eyebrows fluttering, his expression was very proud, and he seemed to be extremely satisfied with his drunken exposition on cultivation.

When it came to emotion, he even forgot that there were children and women in the room.

Ning Shu seemed to be very reasonable. Tong Tong looked surprised, and turned his head to look at Ning Shu beside him with curious and confused eyes.

"Don't listen to him. ”

Ning Shu listened to Yuan Youtao's vulgar and obscene discussions, and thought to himself that he could compare cultivation to such things as men and women, and you Yuan Youtao is really a talent, but if you taste it carefully, it seems that there is some truth, but it is really vulgar.

As the saying goes, vulgarity is elegance, and Ning Shu understands the concept of elegance and vulgarity, but Yuan Youtao's argument that is almost a hooligan harassing a girl really can't be classified into this category.

"Taught. Li Wanqing had a suddenly realized expression, as if he had touched the truth of the world.

After looking at Jin Weiqi's murderous eyes and raising the plate, Yuan Youtao knew that he was speechless, and silently buried his head on the table, completely lacking the momentum of scolding Fang Yu before.

Just like Ning Anyi's advice to let him make more friends the day before leaving, although there are few people in this time, they are all friends that Ning Shu has met during his time in Taifu, compared to the mentality of liking a person in Ping'an City before, unconsciously, he has changed a lot,

Cultivation is a thing that is detached from the world, but Ning Shu is getting closer and closer to this rolling red dust, or rather, this first city in the world under the co-lord of the human race is such a city, which perfectly integrates cultivation and the world.

Ning Shu, who had reached the Wangsheng Realm, had raised the perception of heaven and earth to a new level, and after his eyebrows, he sensed that the purple butterfly in the heaven and earth was fluttering, the flapping of its wings matched his breathing, and the wind driven by the fluttering of the butterfly wings continued to spread in all directions, presenting all kinds of information sensed in Ning Shu's perception of the world.

In this majestic city, there are countless cultivators, there are hidden breaths, and there are also undisguised fluctuations in the Dharma will, from the first sleep realm to the Wangsheng realm, there are as many as stars, and when they reach the dream realm, there is a very large cliff-like decline, and the realm of returning to the void is even more invisible, maybe there is, but Yi Ningshu's current realm is not perceptible.

No matter how strict the divine law is on cultivators, there are still countless cultivators who come to this city, not all of them are as pure and have few desires as the Kunlun Mountain Daomen, and a large number of scattered cultivators will come to the worldly red dust to find the so-called spiritual comfort after the penance breakthrough is hopeless.

It's hard to imagine how many cultivators there are in this city, they all get along well with the mundane, maybe the butcher who killed the pig is a hidden monk of the Divine Mind Realm, slaughtering all day long just to sharpen the knife of the Great Dao in his heart, or maybe the teacher of the school is a hidden great supernatural power, teaching and educating people in order to find some kind of opportunity for breakthrough.

And none of them dared to take the status of cultivators to be high in Los Angeles, but lived well with mortals.

Many years later, when these people in Los Angeles and even the entire Divine Dynasty were asked such a question, they would proudly answer:

"Because the Divine Dynasty has Taifu. ”

Winter is coming, snowflakes are flying all over the north of the country, and the wind is like ice blades, which makes people's faces hurt.

However, the gods still have residual warmth in the south, although they are not as active as in the north, but the maple leaves on the mountain are still a little yellowish in the bright red, and a few of them have fallen to the ground.

From time to time, it rains a few times, and each one seems to take away some heat, and by the way, people in the south reluctantly add a layer of clothing.

Ning Shu left the south and lived in Los Angeles in the north, and the temperature change when he first came made him a little unaccustomed, but fortunately, both Taifu and Bailu Guozhen had already laid out the coals, but they were not so cold.

Day after day, he calmly practiced, read, and cultivated, occasionally being asked out by his classmates to eat a warm meal of shabu-shabu, and often went to the lakeside to have interesting exchanges with middle-aged men.

Life is a bit monotonous, but everything is interesting.

At the same time, he also experienced a problem that all monks face—the realm of stopping in the realm of looking at the habitat.

It's like a dream in the warm bed in the winter that doesn't want to wake up.

Ning Shu was not very anxious about this, he accepted the status quo very calmly, and still maintained the original cultivation speed.

There is no distraction, no Huangquan Road, no strange dreams, no killing, calm and somewhat comfortable.

Because of the advent of winter, the war in the north has also stopped, although the enthusiastic students in Taifu are still ready to go into battle to kill the enemy at any time, but in fact, everyone knows it and hopes that this peaceful situation will continue to be maintained.

Calm and soothing days are always a joy to have, but there are always exceptions, and there is something strange about the southern border of the Divine Empire.

Quzhou, looking at the city in the south.

Nanwangcheng is located at the junction of the southern frontier of the Divine Dynasty and the southern countries, and guards the most dangerous remnant of Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain runs through from Quzhou, the middle part is called Bajingling, the lower end is called Qingcheng Mountain, and the one that extends to the southern countries is called Nanling.

Nanwangcheng is located at the junction of Nanling and Qingcheng Mountain, like a sharp sword stuck in the border, deterring all enemies who dare to come and invade.

But the southern border is much more stable than that of the north, and for thousands of years, the southern countries have never dared to take the slightest offense, and even so, no one dares to break into this city.

A middle-aged scribe stood at the head of the city and looked into the distance, in the distance in front of him was the endless Daze, and at the end of Daze was the Nanyue Kingdom, which was closest to the Divine Dynasty.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the moonlight on Daze, the mountains on both sides were like palms of both hands, holding up the rising full moon in the middle, the scene was very spectacular, but he didn't have any idea of enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Cheng Meng, as one of the four princes of the Divine Dynasty - the henchman of the Marquis of Quzhou, except for the living of the Marquis, he was by the side of the Marquis for a moment, according to the normal situation, the Marquis of Quzhou should be in the palace located in Guangling City at the moment, but his henchmen appeared in Nanwangcheng on the border, which can only show that there is a great probability that the Marquis of Quzhou also came to Nanwangcheng.

Now that the situation in the south is stable, there is no sign of war, and there are no important figures coming to Nanwang City, so a big man of the Divine Dynasty left the palace and came to the border city in person, obviously not to inspect the army, but for other purposes.

The big ze is surging, and the reeds are fluttering everywhere.

A young man in his early twenties was running among the reeds, not so much running as on the run, because his robe was already stained with blood, and a bronze mirror in his hand was also missing, and the mottled cracks covered the originally smooth mirror, and the young man's face in the mirror was stained with blood, with incomprehensible resentment.

When he walked through the reeds one after another, he stood in place, trembling uncontrollably, and the light of law and Italy in the mirror seemed to be about to explode.

There is a spirit in the mirror, this is a Taoist disciple who knows dreams.

To be able to hunt down a monk who knows dreams to such an embarrassing point, the strength of the person who pursues him can be imagined.

The reeds made a loud noise, people approached in all directions, the young Taoist priest gasped heavily, his body was slightly rickety, listening to the movements around him, he understood that he had no way out.

The wind blew away the reeds in front of him, vaguely revealing a black figure, like an ancient god and demon standing up to the sky, the young Taoist's face changed drastically, and he took the lead in making a move, sacrificing the treasure mirror in his hand, shooting out a white light, like a meteor rushing out through the reeds.

The endless reeds were divided into two pieces by the white light, and everything along the way was torn into flocculents, and the broken reeds floated on the big ze, and at the same time, the figure behind the reeds was revealed.

Black robes, golden stripes, cold countenance, and murderous momentum.

The young Taoist priest is a descendant of an unknown Taoist in Kunlun Mountain, he got a great opportunity in his early years, and he set foot in the realm of knowing dreams in his early twenties.

But at this time, he had to come up with the strongest means to face the predicament in front of him, because in the process of escaping before, he fought with several Zhimeng realms, although he escaped, he was also injured a lot, and in the face of the stronger person behind the reed, he had no escape.

The light shone in the mirror, trying to get a clear picture of the person opposite.

"Click. ”

The mirror shattered, and a stream of blood erupted from the young Taoist's mouth.

The middle-aged man in black had a blank face, the corners of his mouth seemed to show mockery, and he pressed his palms forward casually, and from a distance, he hit the young Taoist priest as if he was in front of him.

Suddenly, a white light enveloped the young Taoist, like the power of the stars in the sky, extremely vast, and the broken mirror in the young Taoist's palm was quickly repaired and complete, not only blocking the middle-aged man's blow, but also the aura coming out of it was even stronger.

As soon as the blow missed, the middle-aged man was not annoyed, and the mockery at the corners of his mouth was even stronger.

Rumble.

Thunder thundered on the ground.

I don't know what the middle-aged man did, but I saw that the white pillar of light shrouded from the sky was forcibly interrupted, revealing the surprised expression of the young Taoist priest under the white light, and when he saw the appearance of the person opposite, he screamed even more: "It's you! It's really you! I haven't violated the divine law, how dare you kill me here!"

"Ben Hou wants to kill you, do you need to tell you the reason?"

The middle-aged man's tone was cold, without any emotion, like a sharp ice blade.

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