"Hundred Doors Conference, what is that?" Lu Bing threw a lotus seed high, raised his head and opened his mouth, and landed accurately in his mouth.

"It's the most important event in the cultivation realm, those juniors who participate in the sect compete with each other and compete against each other!" Xia Zhiqiu was still talking about someone who engaged in shady scenes at the last conference and was kicked out of the sect after being exposed, rinsed a sip of tea, and then started to talk with great interest.

"Once every 20 years, only monks under the age of 40 can participate, and there are many types of competitions such as the sword test, the Dan test, the medical test, etc., so that monks who practice different paths can participate. ”

"Once in twenty years, under the age of forty to participate in the ......" Bing Bing folded his fingers and counted for a while, "Then some people are only in their teens, isn't it very unfair to those who are not confused?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily, some people are talented, and there are more than a dozen Jindan, and the older ones are not necessarily powerful. Xia Zhiqiu gave Qi Bing several people who stood out in the conference, all of whom were teenagers in their teens and twenties.

"The next conference seems to be twelve years later, Mu Ling, is it your turn to be the host of Penglai?"

"Well, I heard from Master and Senior Brother that I want to build a new island on the edge of Penglai and provide it to the General Assembly. Jiang Muling said it as a matter of course, making Qi Bing begin to doubt his common sense, could it be that in the cultivation realm, it is not difficult to come to a small island out of thin air?

If other monks heard this, they would definitely think it was whimsical, but if they knew that it was Penglai Xianmen who did this.

Oh, that should be quite normal, Penglai and Kunlun are just a bunch of freaks, maybe for them, this is nothing.

Twelve years from now, I should be seventeen...... Wait a minute!

Qi Bing suddenly remembered that she could recover her daughter when she reached seventeen, a handsome son, who said that if she becomes a woman, she will become a woman, I am afraid that she will not scare others to death!

It's better to keep a low profile over the years, otherwise everyone will come to her and ask her why, and she will have to say dead.

"Mu Ling, do you dare to compete with me when the time comes? Although you are very powerful now, I can't compare to you, but who knows what will happen in more than ten years?" Xia Zhiqiu raised his cheeks and looked at Jiang Muling with his eyes attentive.

"Maybe one day I will open the second pulse of Rendu, or I will get a unique treasure, and I will be invincible in the world!"

"Xiao Qiuqiu, wake up!Why are you still talking in your dreams?!" Qi Bing shook Xia Zhiqiu's shoulder vigorously, his tone was very worried, but his eyes couldn't help but smile.

"What do you mean by you kid?!I just—I can't think about it!" Xia Zhiqiu pinched Bing's fleshy face, "Okay, I won't be with Mu Lingbi, and I'm going to beat you down when the time comes!"

"Slightly, if you can do it, try it, don't lose and ask Mu Ling to comfort you!"

Jiang Muling was really helpless, the way these two people expressed their friendship was to quarrel, and if they didn't say a few words to each other every day, it was as if their feelings had faded, and Jiang Muling couldn't imagine how they could have so many words to choke each other.

Looking out of the boat, you can see the lake everywhere you look, and you can see the angular mountains in the distance, and the houses lined up on the shore.

He liked the smell of this water vapor very much, so his body unconsciously began to absorb spiritual power, entered cultivation, and stunned Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu next to him.

This can be cultivated, Jiang Muling is too good at controlling his emotions, right? The calmness and calmness required by cultivation and the absence of external objects in his mind are really good for him.

If you change these two guys who are full of fun after coming down the mountain, it is estimated that they will not even be able to enter the Dingding.

"In this lake, there is a magic circle. Jiang Muling trembled his eyelashes, opened his eyes, and said to the two.

"It seems to be a magic circle to eliminate evil spirits and stabilize the water level, which should have been set up by Kunlun. Jiang Muling recalled it and came to a conclusion.

"It's really a good thing to be blessed by the fairy gate. After thinking about it, her father was worried about whether floods and insect disasters would happen every year, and she often had headaches, so she felt very envious of these towns.

Although the Xianmen will not care about the things that the worldly yamen should take care of, such as stealing and robbers, they will try their best to make their territory smooth, so that the people in this land will have enough food and clothing, and there will be a lot less worries.

"Actually, not necessarily, sometimes, the blessing of the immortal gate can also become a disaster. "The strength of the immortal sect is not enough, and if it causes disaster, those who have been protected will also be implicated.

Slowly it was noon, it became hot, but the boat in the middle of Dongming Lake was very cool, the cool breeze was gentle, and there were fruit plates and pastries in the cabin, as if the three of them had come to escape the heat.

Jiang Muling didn't close his eyes for long last night, and although he didn't have the habit of taking a nap, he still couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the bamboo pillow in the cabin.

When the two of them saw it, they consciously walked out of the cabin, and the voice of the conversation became much lower.

Because he told the boatman that he didn't need to row for the time being, he just stopped in the middle of the lake, so the boatman sat on the bow of the boat and drank the water from the gourd.

The boatman was not young, and he still had a lot of strength, and he spoke with a thick dialect accent, so that the two of them could recognize each other for a long time before they understood what the other was saying.

"Doll, we can live here with peace of mind, thanks to the immortals of Kunlun!" The boatman had a rough voice, but his tone was kind, and when he saw these children, he thought of his own fat grandson, so he restrained a little of the irritable temper he had practiced on the dock.

"I heard that the place where the immortals stay is different from ours, and they can live forever, and every ten years, the boys in the town want to try the ladder to the sky!"

After listening to this for a while, he felt that what kind of image did these monks have in the eyes of ordinary people? They were still immortal and could grow three heads and six arms!

In fact, she used to just listen to the storyteller on the street, and she thought so.

Later, I found out that monks are actually ordinary people with spiritual powers, eating, drinking, sleeping, and everything is indispensable.

Seeing that the boatman was talking more and more, Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu couldn't bear to look at them directly, and it was too shameful to hear others praise them like this!

"......Okay uncle! Let's go back to the shore!" "When Bing heard movement in the cabin, he saw that Jiang Muling had woken up, and hurriedly stopped the Kunlun secret that the boatman and uncle had brought to the edge of the sky.

The boatman held up the bamboo pole and said, "Hahaha!

Some rough folk songs echo on the surface of the lake, although they are not as delicate and soft as other Jiangnan minor tunes, but on this endless water, there is a unique charm.

Qi Bing and Xia Zhiqiu jumped back to the cabin and told Jiang Muling the boatman's words again, "Hahaha, Mu Ling, you can also pretend to be a passerby to inquire about Penglai in the future, the stories of these people's own imagination are definitely beyond your imagination!"

Xia Zhiqiu was really convinced, "Let's just say that the Tongyang real person of our peak, he is usually a little serious, but he is not in a bad temper, or he is more severe, but the legend around here is that when the real person of Tongyang gets angry, his eyes will stare like copper bells, the wind is raging, the hundred ghosts are wailing, and the fire can burn from this mountain to that mountain!"

Legend has it that the appearance of the Lianbo real person is difficult to distinguish between male and female, which is true, but the rumored Lianbo real person is a heavenly immortal, both men and women will be bewitched by him, fall in love, and can't extricate themselves!"

The two sang and harmonized, which made Jiang Muling a little curious, what does his master look like in the eyes of the world, won't he be as deviant as those two real people?

Qi Bing was lying on the table and laughing enough, raised his chin, looked carefully, and found that Jiang Muling's eye shape seemed to be not too obvious Danfeng eyes, the tails of the eyes were raised, the expression was restrained, and the eyelashes were also very long.

"Speaking of which, Mu Ling, you and Lianbo Zhenren are both water spirit roots, right? Male water spirit roots are rare, and most of them have a feminine appearance, when you grow up, you ...... Won't it become a ripple real person...... "Just thinking about it, I felt terrified.

As soon as Yang Bing said this, Xia Zhiqiu also began to observe Jiang Muling's facial features, although he could only see perseverance by looking at the lower half of his face, but looking at his eyebrows and eyes, I go, the more I think about it, the more I think it is possible!

Jiang Muling had never seen this Lianbo real person, but he had heard his voice on the day of Qixi Festival, and he probably knew what route this real person was taking, and he couldn't help but darken his face.

“...... No," Jiang Muling seemed to comfort himself, "it should be...... I'm not going to let that happen!"

Jiang Muling rarely showed a fear emotion, and Yang Bing thought to himself that it was really interesting, "Oh, it's okay Mu Ling, even if he looks like a real person, as long as his personality doesn't look like him." ”

He ...... What kind of personality is it?"

"He," Bing Bing pretended to see if there was anyone next to him, "...... Sassy bag!"

"Where did you hear the word at a young age, be careful I'll go back and tell Lianbo Zhenren!" Xia Zhiqiu also felt that this word was used too vividly, and laughed while "threatening".

"Tell him, maybe he'll be happy!"

Xia Zhiqiu thought about it, this possibility is indeed very large.

Their pleasure boat docked, paid the silver and got off the boat, looked at the sun, and estimated that it was almost time for Shen, but their stomachs were stuffed with tea and snacks, and they had no appetite to go to any restaurant to eat, so they wandered around the street casually.

Slipped two streets, and was blocked by a crowd of people on one avenue, all crowded under a makeshift platform, and ah, most of them were men, only a few women lingered outside the circle, lingered for a while, and then left.

"Eh, what's going on over there?" Qi Bing has also seen such a scene of a group of men gathered in one place, in the canteen of Wuxu Peak, obviously this is not here, so what else can prompt a group of men to gather in one place?

The three of them are still little kids, and obviously they can't be classified as "men", and they think about it as a topic like gathering crowds to fight.

Before they could ask passers-by, an old woman walked out of this platform, so old and still dressed in bright and revealing clothes, with a thick layer of powder.

"The old man has been waiting for a long time, there are a lot of beautiful girls in our Baihualou this year, just waiting to show you! See which girl is the Oiran tonight!" The old woman's tone revealed flattery, and the men below instantly boiled, shouting for the old woman to start quickly.

Baihualou, Oiran.

Hearing these two words, the three of them didn't need to ask to know what it was.

Qinglou selects the winner.

"I'll go, but luckily I didn't squeeze in just now to see it. Xia Zhiqiu was a little afraid, if his father knew that he was like his eldest brother at a young age, even if he just looked at it, he would break his leg, and it would be useless for his mother to protect him.

A hint of flushing also appeared on Jiang Muling's face, and his expression was also very happy.

The two men avoided it, but Qi Bing was very curious, she had only seen the Qinglou from afar, and she didn't know what was inside, let alone the appearance of the little lady inside.

But she can't ignore the thoughts and faces of the two friends around her, and she will definitely be ridiculed for squeezing in alone.

"Ahem...... Let's, let's go up to the teahouse and drink tea!" Qi Bing pointed to a teahouse next to him, looking down from the window on the second floor, just facing the platform.

"Drink tea again, I'm full on the boat, didn't you say walk around?" Xia Zhiqiu complained, looked at the teahouse and the Qinglou platform, and was rarely witty.

"You kid, don't you want to see the selection of the Oiran?" Xia Zhiqiu rubbed his head vigorously, his face was full of "It turns out that you are such an Oiran Bing".

"Anyway, there's nothing to do!, besides, you say you're not curious at all? I don't believe it!" Lu Bing grabbed the hand that was rubbing her hair, and looked at it viciously, almost taking a bite.

"Fart! I didn't ......" Xia Zhiqiu, who was really curious, lacked confidence, and pulled Jiang Muling, wanting to add confidence, "Mu Ling, you also said, you don't want to watch it, right!"

Who knew that Jiang Muling's ears were already red, and he turned his head and didn't speak.

Yo roar, I didn't find that this person still has the potential of an innocent boy!

In the end, the three of them went up to the second floor of the teahouse, and the other two were lying in front of the window very unreservedly, and the other two were blushing and sipping tea, and their eyes didn't know where to look.

The old woman, that is, the old bustard of the Qinglou, is quite good at warming up, and holding a selection of champions is like a song and dance performance at some kind of banquet.

First let an Oiran last year, I heard that it was a famous prostitute here who played a guqin on stage, although his face was covered with a thin veil, but the graceful posture and watery eyes made the people in the audience have countless reveries.

Qi Bing thinks that this sister should look good, and she also has piano skills and singing skills, but the meaning of seduction and fighting in her eyes is too obvious, and she should be afraid that a new Oiran will be selected to compare her.

But she can't criticize anything, she's just lucky to be born in a good family, and with a fairy fate, she doesn't have to experience this kind of life of trying her best to survive, so she still sympathizes with these sisters.

They bloomed for only a few years, and then they were forced to take a curtain call, waiting for people to grow old.

If she hadn't met a real person in Wuxu, when she passed seventeen, she would have been like an ordinary woman, husband and children, and live an ordinary life.