Chapter 135: The Decadent Generation

Although Su Aotian was never picky about the environment, he also felt that Murong Qiubai's room was really not like a place for people to live. He has his own bed, Su Aotian doesn't want to take the lead when he comes, and secondly, it seems that his bed is not much better. Although this room was simple, it was quite clean, so he said: "No need, what Brother Murong said is very true, my monks don't have to be greedy for material desires, this place is very good, I will stay here for a few days." Murong Qiubai's face showed a rare trace of embarrassment: "Yes, yes, my brother is ambitious and dedicated to the Tao at first glance." I didn't sleep at night, so I sat with my brother all night. Su Aotian expected that the other rooms were estimated to be the same, so he understood why Fan Ling'er said that this room could not be inhabited.

The two of them talked for a while, and Murong Qiubai's eyelids were fighting, and he seemed drowsy. Su Aotian didn't know if he was pretending to be or if he was really sleepy, it was said that the monk was still full of energy after not sleeping for several months, this Murong Qiubai, he was sleepy when he was full, where did he look like a cultivator? But after thinking about it, no matter what, he also cultivated to Yuanying, and he slept when he was full, and he didn't delay his cultivation, but he was diligent and diligent, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, and he was still a knot, and he was a little depressed in his heart.

Seeing Murong Qiu's white head little by little, and his body was almost crooked, Su Aotian said: "Brother Murong might as well go and rest for a while, I also happen to be a little tired, and I want to clean up for a while." When Murong Qiubai heard this, he said: "So you won't bother Brother Su, although you can rest assured that you can live here, you can live as long as you want, I will leave first." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Su Aotian rested for a while, collected his mind, meditated cross-legged, and cultivated quietly. I don't know how long later, I heard the door "babble" open, and a light footstep walked in. Su Aotian's expression moved, and he knew that it was Fan Ling'er who came in.

As soon as she entered the courtyard door, she realized that she was in the wing, walked straight over, pushed the door and entered. Seeing Su Aotian cultivating cross-legged, Fan Ling'er couldn't help but stomp her feet: "You person! Didn't I tell you, don't you have more dealings with Murong Qiubai, why don't you listen! Forget it, I don't know you either, whatever you like to do, whatever you like." Then he walked out the door. Su Aotian heard her walking around inside and out, as if she had cleaned up everywhere, and then closed the door and left.

No one has been here since then, until night falls, Su Aotian is in his meditation, and he hears a sound in the main room behind the hall, it should be Murong Qiubai who is up. He actually slept soundly all day, and it seemed that he didn't cultivate. I only heard that he was in the house, and he didn't know what he was busy with, and Su Aotian didn't want to release his divine sense to see what he was doing. After a while, I heard a noise outside, and it seemed that someone was coming this way, and there were quite a few of them.

After a while, the door of the house was pushed open, and seven or eight people came in Hulala, shouting: "Qiubai, are you up? If you don't leave, Miss Yuling's performance will end, and you can't watch it!" Hearing that Murong Qiubai also greeted him, he said with a smile: "Then you can't get up? Everything else can be missed, Miss Yuling performs, there is only such a day every month, how can you miss it? Just leave!" After walking for two steps, he stopped again and said, "You go first, I'll come later." A few people didn't understand what they meant, and said, "If you want to go, go and rub it?" Immediately, someone noticed Su Aotian in the wing, and said with a smile: "There are new tourists coming, do you want to ask him to go with you?" Murong Qiubai said: "Don't talk nonsense, you guys go first." Knocked everyone out of the door, turned around and walked towards the wing room where Su Aotian lived.

Entering the house and seeing that Su Aotian was cultivating, Murong Qiubai hesitated, coughed, and said, "That... , Brother Su, I have a few friends here, let's have a good time together, unfortunately I am shy in the past few days, and it is not good to socialize with others, Brother Su, are you convenient at hand, first lend me three or five spirit stones. In two days, I will take you to a place, there are many elixirs, we spend a little effort, and these spirit stones can be earned. What do you think?"

Su Aotian has now believed Fan Ling'er's words seven or eight points, this Murong Qiubai seems to be really a playboy who is addicted to lustful dogs and horses, but he is still a poor bastard, he is staring at himself, it seems that he really wants to get some cheap from himself. Thinking of this, Su Aotian didn't say much, and said to Murong Qiubai: "How much do you want to borrow?" Murong Qiubai saw Su Aotian talking happily, his heart was happy, and said: "That, it doesn't matter how much, brother, if it's convenient for you, lend me fifty lower grade spirit stones first, this little money, we can earn it back in a blink of an eye." Su Aotian bowed slightly, turned his hand and took out a medium-grade spirit stone, and said: "I don't have so many lower-grade spirit stones, only a medium-grade spirit stone, or you take it first, remember to return it to me quickly." Murong Qiubai was overjoyed and said, "Brother is really bold and generous, I, Murong Qiubai, really didn't see the wrong person." Brother, don't worry, from now on, in this Jingxiang City, if you have a bite to eat from me, you won't be hungry, and everything can be wrapped up in me. "Holding the medium-grade spirit stone, he rushed out of the door.

After Murong Qiubai left, Su Aotian still sat and cultivated. The night passed quickly, and when the sky was about to dawn, Murong Qiubai returned. As soon as he entered, he quickly walked into another chamber, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate. Su Aotian was puzzled by his actions, and then he heard a familiar footstep again, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly. Almost between the front and back feet, the door was pushed open again, and Fan Ling'er walked in. As soon as she entered the door, she noticed that Murong Qiubai was also cultivating, and she was also full of suspicions, and when she came to the door of Su Ao Tianwu, she seemed to want to come in and ask what was going on, but she finally didn't come in, and after staying for a while, she pushed the door and left.

Murong Qiubai sat honestly for an hour before he stood up and stretched, and then returned to his room, looking like he must have gone to sleep. Su Aotian was thoughtful in the room, and then continued to cultivate.

For the next five or six days, Murong Qiubai had been out day and night, and his group of friends came to him from time to time, either drinking or visiting the Qinglou, and they didn't do their business all day. Fan Ling'er also came from time to time to clean the house, and Su Aotian understood why the house was still quite clean. Occasionally, Murong Qiubai also meditated and practiced for a while, Whenever this happens, Fan Ling'er will always come to check on it in about the same time, and after Fan Ling'er leaves, Murong Qiubai will go to sleep.

A few days later, Murong Qiubai came to Su Aotian again, asked him about his habits, and asked him how he could still live in the past few days. Su Aotian laughed and laughed, he was meditating and cultivating all day long, Murong Qiubai had never entertained him, what was there to live in? It seems that the medium-grade spirit stone must have been spent, and Murong Qiubai wanted to borrow the spirit stone again.

Sure enough, he went around in a circle, and asked Su Aotian to borrow the spirit stone. Su Aotian has been watching coldly these days, seeing Murong Qiubai and his dry fox friends and dog friends, eating, drinking and having fun all day long, the so-called cultivation is completely to fool Fan Ling'er, and he has already believed ninety percent of Fan Ling'er's words. He felt both ridiculous and a little sad. After coming to Chengtianzhou, his horizons were broadened, he saw the vastness of the world, his own limitations and shortcomings, and the superiority of the environment also greatly increased his confidence, his goals became firmer, and his cultivation was full of energy. However, Murong Qiubai, who sat on the treasure mountain and did not know how to cherish it, was drunk and dreamed of death all day long, and couldn't help but remind him of Mo Da and Wu Yuemei, who were struggling to break through to the realm of foundation building; all the monks in Qinglong Prefecture had endured a lot of hardships and thought about it, wouldn't it be possible to break through to the Yuanying realm one day? The Yuanying monks here seemed to be able to reach this realm easily, but what were they doing?

These emotions lingered in Su Aotian's heart for a while, and they were dispelled by him. He can't do anything about these things, and it's useless to think too much. Hearing that Murong Qiubai opened his mouth to borrow the spirit stone again, he said: "As soon as I started cultivating, I also had such a little spirit stone by my side, and I had already borrowed it from you last time. Didn't you say that there is a way to earn back these spirit stones? If you have nothing to do, you can take me to those places where there are many spirit stones, let's pick some and exchange them for some spirit stones, won't we?"

Murong Qiubai didn't borrow the spirit stone, his face was a little disappointed, and he said with a forced smile: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot about this." Brother, you rest first, let's go tomorrow. With that, he went out.

This night, Murong Qiubai was still messing around outside, but Xu didn't have the spirit stone, and he came back earlier than before, and it took two hours to cultivate. In the morning, after Fan Ling'er left, Murong Qiubai went to sleep again as usual, and it wasn't until the sun was shining that he got up to find Su Aotian, saying that he was going out to collect medicine.

Not far from the city gate, Murong Qiubai flew up, and Su Aotian hurriedly followed. Flying out not far away, he saw a mountain peak in front of him, Murong Qiubai didn't stop and flew over. Behind the mountain peak is a valley, Su Aotian's divine sense swept over, there is not even a demon beast with a stronger breath here, but more than some beasts, and he already understands in his heart that there will be nothing good here.

Murong Qiubai landed and said, "This is it, there are many elixirs here, brother, if you don't know each other, just follow me to pick them." Su Aotian looked at the medicinal materials in the valley, it was nothing more than some ginseng, Guangdan, Tiandong, Mulan and the like, which were not good things in Qinglong Prefecture, and the medicinal materials here were nothing more than full of vitality and a lot more powerful, but if you want to exchange for a medium-grade spirit stone, you don't know how many are enough, which is tantamount to a fool's dream. Seeing that Murong Qiubai's hands and feet were extremely fast, he had already collected a large handful regardless of it, just like a mortal mowing grass, and in an instant, he picked a large bundle of income storage bracelets, Su Aotian's expression did not move, and he quietly watched him busy with his work.