"Teacher, those things on my junior brother...... Is there really nothing we can do to help him?"

Ji Chaosheng looked at the chrysalis under the branches, a trace of worry flashed across his brows, and he asked after thinking for a while.

Hearing this question, the sacrificial wine thought for a while and replied, "Since you have compared your little junior brother to a chrysalis, do you still need me to tell you what will happen in the future?"

"Generally speaking, despair is often accompanied by redemption, Ning Shu, this child has experienced many things, and there are many things in his heart, compared to those constraints on his body, the restraints in his heart are the most important, and when one day his heart is free, then the body is not so important. ”

No matter how tightly the threads are wound, the moment the butterflies come out of it, the threads are useless. ”

Ji Chaosheng looked at the larvae trapped in the chrysalis because they couldn't break out of the cocoon, and thought to himself, if they couldn't get out, they should become the belly of the birds.

Gu Weiwei didn't answer this question, but asked, "Why don't you let Ning Shu specialize in one cultivation method, if he only cultivated swords at the beginning, he would have surpassed the Wangsheng Realm a long time ago." ”

What she said is very reasonable, since ancient times, people who have cultivated swords have been proud of concentrating on one sword, and although the rest of the strange spells are exquisite, they are not as comfortable as the three feet in front of them.

Ning Shu also specialized in swordsmanship at the beginning, but later, due to various reasons, he cultivated the Yuan Shen Butterfly, the power of faith and various practical small spells, in Gu Wei's opinion, such a choice was actually a bit off the rails.

The sacrificial wine didn't care at all, and said with a smile behind his back: "Young man, it's always right to learn more, let him go if he wants to learn, and in the end he will understand what he wants." ”

The stars shifted and the stars that were dotted in the sky like jewels gradually dimmed after the reddening of the morning sun in the east came out.

The first breeze of the morning blows the faces of several people in the back mountains, bringing the freshest air, and the slightly dim tones of the night suddenly become gorgeous, and the vigorous breath of life arises spontaneously.

"What are you going to do next when the teacher is out of the customs this time?" Ji Chaosheng asked as he looked at the old man beside him.

"You look at the spring scenery very charmingly, and I plan to take you around for a while. ”

Hearing this, Gu Weiwei and Ji Chaosheng's eyes lit up, the last time they went on a trip was many years ago, after Ji Chaosheng was just sent here, when the two were still young, they never went out with their teacher again.

Ji Chaosheng is okay, but Senior Sister Gu Weiwei spends the rest of her time cultivating in the back mountain except for a few times out, not because she doesn't like to go out, but because as soon as she goes out, she will look for someone to shoot around, and she will hone her sword intent, so that some old monsters of the Dao sect have to close their doors when they see this sacrificial wine first disciple.

"Teacher, where are we going?" asked Gu Weiwei.

The sacrificial wine stood on the top of the cliff, pointing towards the unlit sky south of Los Angeles.

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The Divine Dynasty has Taifu, and Taifu has sacrificial wine.

Perhaps for the mundane world, people's stereotypical impression of the Divine Dynasty is largely about the status of the country of the co-lords of other races, and the state of ceremonies without oppression and freedom of faith.

For the cultivation world, the Divine Dynasty is a behemoth, and sacrificial wine is the core of this behemoth.

No one knows how many years the sacrificial wine has lived, some people have said that the sacrificial wine has existed since the founding of the Divine Dynasty, and some people say that the sacrificial wine was an immortal in ancient times.

No one knows how unfathomable the sacrificial wine cultivation is, but whether it is the hall master in the Kunlun Immortal Palace or the demon god in the Infinite Palace, they are extremely respectful when it comes to sacrificial wine.

You must know that they are already the strongest people in this world, but they are so respectful to an old man, which shows what kind of strength this seemingly ordinary old man has.

But such an old man with status and strength did not affect the divine dynasty with the world as the main composition, but stayed in the Buzhou Mountain on the edge of Los Angeles and founded a world-famous school.

This is in stark contrast to Daomen's intervention in the southern countries.

Nearly a thousand years have passed, and except for those great powers, the name of the sacrificial wine has been forgotten until fifty years ago.

In the past fifty years, the sacrificial wine has not done much, but each one has brought a great sensation to the cultivation world.

The first thing is to go out of the mountain, the sacrificial wine out of the Buzhou Mountain, travel in the heaven and earth, go to Kunlun, go to the immeasurable, but also walk between the North and the South China Sea, everyone said, this is because of the tense relationship between the Daomen and the Divine Dynasty, so the sacrificial wine should come out to shock the heavens and the earth.

After that, it was time to accept the disciples, and the sacrificial wine received two disciples in turn, a little girl and a little boy.

The girl is Gu Weiwei, it is said that the master of a large hall in the Immortal Palace also took a fancy to Gu Weiwei at that time, but Gu Weiwei finally chose to worship under the name of the sacrificial wine, which caused the owner of the Immortal Palace to be bitter and unable to speak, and shook half of the mountain with a flick of his sleeves.

Gu is undoubtedly talented, under the teaching of sacrificial wine, she quickly became a great supernatural person in heaven and earth, and her speed made a group of old fellows of the Dao Sect smack, and her forward momentum did not stop because of this, no one knew how far this first disciple of sacrificial wine had gone on the road of returning to the void realm.

The little boy is Ji Chaosheng, as the son of the current emperor of the God Dynasty, he is also the only person who can practice in the God Dynasty for thousands of years, without any accidents, under the hand of sacrificial wine, he also quickly became a great supernatural power, his strength and talent are amazing.

The successive birth of two disciples has given the cultivation world a new understanding of this mysterious sage in the back mountain.

Later, Ning Shu defeated the prince of the demon clan with the cultivation of the Hope Realm, although it still shook the cultivation world, but when he thought that this was the choice of sacrificial wine, no one would doubt Ning Shu's talent.

After a lapse of many years, the sacrificial wine is going out of the mountain again, and it is with the disciples of the two great supernatural powers.

It was not high-profile, there was no purple qi coming from the east, and the magnificent scene of three thousand miles was immense, but in the blink of an eye, they went from one city to another.

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One is the largest city in heaven and earth.

One is a small town in the south that is not well-known.

From the big city to the small city, the distance is so far, even if it is a car and horse, it will take more than a month, but in the eyes of some people, it is only a small step away.

On the hill outside the small city, the old man looked at the carriages coming and going, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Although the city is small, the fireworks are no less than that of Los Angeles. ”

Then he pointed to the extraordinarily dense forests at the bottom of the mountain, and continued: "That is the true portrayal of Ning Shu's child's illusion in the meditation tower, but the blood has already turned into tall trees back then. ”

Ji Chaosheng looked at the city that the teacher said was no worse than Luocheng, and said thoughtfully: "So this is the home of the little junior brother?"

It can only be said that this is his temporary station, and his real home is not here. ”

After saying that, he shook his head and walked down the mountain.

In front of the city gate, there is some land, and there is no bluestone official road that stretches for miles outside Los Angeles, and the comings and goings of cars, horses, and pedestrians often raise some dust, confusing the eyes of pedestrians.

The sacrificial wine is like an ordinary old man in the city, slowly walking through the streets of the city.

"Every shop, every person, every brick and tile here has the breath of your little brother. ”

Ji Chaoyue nodded in agreement when she heard this, then frowned again, looked at the sugar man in her hand and said, "There are so many delicious foods here, why isn't Uncle Xiao a fat man?"

"Maybe your little uncle likes to eat vegetarians?" Ji Chaosheng quipped, as the prince of the Divine Dynasty, although he was a cultivator, he was a little happy to see such a small southern city so orderly.

The Jing River passes through the city, both banks are full of spring flowers, fishing boats are moored on the river, the ancient bridge connects two bluestone slabs, and young men and girls snuggle up to each other on the bridge.

In Ji Chaoyue's eyes, although this place is not as open and inclusive as Los Angeles, the tranquility under the bluestone bricks is rare in Los Angeles.

If Los Angeles is a beautiful girl, cultured and enthusiastic, then Ping'an City is a gentle and tranquil little jasper.

"This is where Uncle Xiao lives. Ji Chaoyue said with emotion: "No wonder Uncle Xiao is such a character, it turns out that it is true that the same water and soil raise a person." ”

"Teacher, since the junior brother is not here, what are we going to do here?"

Ji Chaosheng was puzzled, this time it is rare for the master to go out of the mountain at the same time, if he just comes here to take a look at random, it will inevitably be a bit of a fuss.

"Home visits. ”

Saijiu looked at the elementary school children who were reading in the distance, and said with a smile: "Since we have accepted a little apprentice who has not yet met, let's go to the place where he grew up first." ”

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By the Jing River, under the ancient bridge, the growth of red medicine is gratifying.

The climate of the small southern town in spring is very livable.

Ning Anyi sat on the riverbank and flipped through a book with his chin propped up.

Books are borrowed from bookstores, and they are not formal volumes, but some folklore books that tell the poems.

The letter sent to Los Angeles has been sent for a long time, probably because of the spring training of the person in Los Angeles, so he has never received a reply, although Ning Anyi is a little disappointed, but still maintains an expectant attitude.

Only occasionally in my free time I think of the picture of the two of them sitting by the river before.

The red ribbon used to tie the hair is slightly raised, and it looks like a small red fish in the reflection of the river.

"Bell, bell, bell. ”

The bell for the opening of the school rang behind him, and the crisp sound spread all over the riverbank, and the schoolchildren who were originally playing on the riverbank walked into the teaching room in twos and threes, and the riverside became extremely quiet for a while.

may be because the two grew up together, and like Ning Shu, Ning Anyi also likes the quiet of being alone.

The clouds in the sky floated in large chunks, blocking the sun from time to time, making the whole sky cloudy and sunny for a while, but the girl by the river always looked very bright and lovely.