"Whew, the effect of realgar in the past fifty years is getting weaker and weaker!" Bai Fu muttered lightly, his stomach straightened, and he was rolling from his thighs to his belly, and the yellow ball that had been polished to a round and smooth spot immediately bounced up from his belly and was included in the Seven Treasure Gourd.

Stretched his waist, jumped into the hot spring fragrant soup on the side, and after carefully washing for half an hour, Bai Fu got up and put on the unbroken robe, put on the hairpin of the Dragon Boat Festival, tied the male golden fish jade pendant, hung the Qibao gourd, hid the wind and thunder fan on the sleeve, carried the heart seal, pedaled the lotus silk and walked to the Ao Ying dormitory in full gear.

Don't get me wrong, Bai Fu is fully armed, and he doesn't want to be strong against Ao Ying - with his strength, even if he brings a treasure over, except for sacrificing Pure Yang Ding and fighting hard, he can't hurt Ao Ying, who claims to have cultivated into a heavenly immortal.

He and Ao Ying have been married for more than a month, and it is only four days before February 2, he is ready to get up and rush to Qingcheng Mountain, recuperate his spirit, and on the day when the dragon raises his head, he will open the furnace to refine the pill and achieve the earth immortal.

"Donkey!" arrived at the door of Ao Ying's dormitory, Ao Ying's four maids, Hongling, Luhan, Qingyi, and Bailian, immediately gave gifts.

"Hmm!" Bai Fu nodded lightly in response, and strode into the dormitory, where he saw Ao Ying holding a copy of the "Fire Sutra" to read.

This "Fire Sutra" is a Taoist friend of the Dragon King of Dongting, the Sun Taoist priest, there is no fire magic power in it, the mystery of fire alone, there is a spark of stars, can burn the plain, make good use, send a torch, can burn the mountains and boil the sea words, the reason is very mysterious, it is still very reasonable to read, but it is only a theoretical framework, there are no examples, and many arguments are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"I'm going to Qingcheng Mountain!" Bai Fu said.

"Aren't your legs on your feet, if you want to go, you can go!" Ao Ying said without raising her head.

"There's a problem with your words, it's my feet that grow on my legs!" Bai Fu said.

"Is there a difference?" Ao Ying was impatient, and closed the "Fire Sutra" on the road, it seems that "the feet are on the legs" Uh, no, is it "the legs are on the feet" or what he said, it was overturned so quickly, do you want to be so capricious?

"It doesn't seem to make a difference, the legs are originally on the feet, and the feet are also on the legs!" under Ao Ying's gaze, Bai Fu replied after thinking seriously for three seconds.

"You're kidding me?" Ao Ying's eyes condensed slightly.

"Do you see that?" Bai Fu said in surprise.

"......" Ao Ying.

"Say, what's the matter?" asked Ao Ying after taking two deep breaths and holding down the idea of swallowing Bai Fusheng.

"Well, I'm going to Qingcheng Mountain......" Bai Fu paused, and continued when Ao Ying raised his eyebrows: "As a wife, shouldn't you say pay attention to safety, and then send some guards to escort you, and by the way, give a few pieces of immortal qi to defend yourself?"

"You are so thick-skinned, can someone hurt you?" Ao Ying scolded in her heart, she understood, this Bai Fu made trouble for so long, because she just reacted too coldly!

"Hmm!" Bai Fu nodded in response, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Ao Ying speak, so he said, "That's it?"

"What else do you want?" Ao Ying said.

"What about the guards, what about the immortal weapons?" Bai Fu said.

Ao Ying looked at the sky with white eyes, feeling that she had underestimated Bai Fu's shamelessness.

"Nope!"

"No, in case I die......"

"I'm dead, I'm just remarried!"

Bai Fuzheng wanted to say that if you die, you will become a widow, but unfortunately before the words are finished, Ao Ying has already remarried with the right sentence, and she has no consciousness of widowhood at all!

"Is there a real wood?"

"Not really!"

“......”

"Why aren't you leaving?"

"And one last thing, it's just hard to say. ”

"Say!"

"Don't go out of the wall!"

“......”

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Leaving the Dongting Dragon Palace, Bai Fu flew all the way to the clouds, and happened to follow the east wind, but in one day, he traveled thousands of miles and returned to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Life encounters are really wonderful!" Thinking of what happened this time when he left Qingcheng Mountain to avoid the monks of the Shangqing faction, Bai Fu couldn't help but sigh again and again.

Bai Fu finished sighing, and looked down on the entire Qingcheng Mountain in the sky, only to see that the mountains were full of green, the mountains were extremely steep, and Cui Wei was grand.

It is close to mid-spring, it is dusk, the sun is warm, on the Yunsheng Ridge, the flowers bloom in the forest, the white cranes soar and gather, the elk gallops, there is a breeze in the secluded ravine, the grass and trees are fragrant and intoxicating.

After looking in the air for a long time, he didn't see the monk wearing the uniform of the Qing faction, so he shook his body and fell to the ground, directly onto the balcony of the hanging building.

"Hulala......" has not returned for nearly three months, the hanging building has been occupied by birds, and the white compound fell, which startled countless sparrows, and the black smashed a piece of flying, leaving bird feathers and bird feces all over the place.

Seeing that the wall was full of dust and the ground was full ......of bird droppings, Bai Fu was disgusted, stood on the railing, pinched a trick, attracted the flying spring on the side, and rinsed it repeatedly for more than ten minutes before getting off the railing.

Open the doors and windows to breathe, take out the bedding and put it to dry in the sun, move out the recliner and desk, make a pot of tea, lie down on the chaise longue, and take out the "Huang Tingjing", Bai Fu's mood quickly became quiet.

After reading the "Huang Ting Jing" one by one, Bai Fuxin moved, got up and put the four treasures of the study room on the desk, and copied the notes of Zhenyuan Daxian.

"Boom......"

Bai Fu pen is very fast, the pen is a stroke on the paper, stroke by stroke and its smooth, light and smart, but the pen is sharp, stroke by stroke like a sword, scorching eyes. I feel that he is not writing, but dancing the sword, one stroke is a sword style, and the stroke is the sword qi.

The last stroke fell, and suddenly a breath of fresh air slipped through the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen was cool for a while, and the Yuan Shen, which was already extremely condensed, condensed a little more.

"Sneer......"

There was a sneering sound on the paper, the sword qi was like silk, and Xue Xuan, who had good flexibility, was immediately cut into a pile of confetti and scattered all over the sky.

"The sword intent calligraphy has been improved, and the Yuan Shen has been baptized and improved again, not bad!" Bai Fu put the pen on the pen stand, closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the changes of the Yuan Shen.

"With piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, swords, etc., as long as the talent is good, and there are excellent works from time to time, the cultivation is actually very fast, but unfortunately it is not suitable for me, but it is good to assist in cultivation. After Bai Fu felt the change in the Yuan Shen, he muttered secretly.

After washing the pen and inkstone, receiving the four treasures of the study, Bai Fu took a sip of tea, sat in front of the desk, looked at the pile of broken rice paper very seriously, and pondered.

"Although the calligraphy is one-tenth of the shape of Zhenyuan Daxian, but the sword goes sideways, and the sword intent is added to it, but it is far away from Daxian's 'one word and one Qiankun', encompassing the four seas, and there is the charm of the eight wildernesses, but it is getting farther and farther away...... However, my realm is low, and it is impossible to comprehend such a profound Qiankun mystery at once, start with the sword, and slowly improve! And with my current calligraphy attainments, the sword qi can be hidden in the pen and ink, but it can be inscribed on the wind and thunder fan, and often warm these words containing the sword qi, and when it is used, thousands of magnificent sword qi will go out......" Bai Fu thought, as soon as the person was crooked, he fell on the chaise longue, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the illusion of the warm spring sunshine.