The plan of the day is in the morning.

A touch of fish belly white slowly lit up in the sky, and the glow shrouded the town, showing a burst of warmth. In the small town, there were two or three people pushing small carts to the market, and some shops selling morning tea hung up signs early.

This town is not very big in the territory of Lanzhou, and like other towns, it is built by opening mountains, living with water, surrounding cities, and building horse post roads.

There are not many eye-catching buildings in the town, and in the easterly position, a dilapidated Taoist temple stands there with a gray face, and the people in the Taoist temple have long since left, and even the Taoist system has been wiped out with the passage of time, and the pestle is extremely bad there.

At this moment, the dilapidated and empty door creaked and pushed open to one side, and a little girl jumped out inside.

The little girl was white and clean, her hair was combed into a double bun, she was wearing an obviously ill-fitting navy blue robe, a pair of sleeves were about to drag to the ground, but it was very clean, a red rope was tied to her wrist, a large and a small two white jade beads were strung together, the little girl pouted, first secretly glanced at the inside of the Taoist temple, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that there was no movement inside, and ran towards the morning market in two steps.

The town began to come alive.

There are many people selling things in the morning market, in the corner of the tea shop, three or two men are moving out of the tables and chairs, on the cake shop, the black-skinned woman shouts at the pedestrians, and the other sturdy man has set up the press board early, on which are the pieces of pork and mutton bubbling with blood bubbles.

The little girl in the robe turned upside down, shuttling between the shops, her head twisting around, and when she met something that she thought was fun, she stopped and went up to take a look, for example, she was looking at the strings of sugar gourds intently, and the red and clear hawthorn fruits were particularly attractive. The man carrying the pole scratched his head, looked at the little girl in the robe who was squatting on the ground and did not move, thinking to himself that such a small baby was not accompanied by an adult?

A scene that seemed ordinary to outsiders was completely different in the eyes of the little girl in the Taoist robe.

In the middle of a string of sugar gourds, a few faint and thin phantoms trembled, looking at the little girl in the Taoist robe who was staring at him in horror.

These little essences of these flowers have not been refined for a long time, and their spiritual apertures have just opened, and they are instinctively afraid of this young little way.

The little girl probably felt that her arm was sore, and she turned the red rope on her wrist slightly, this action frightened these little elves into a ball, and the little girl tilted her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Min Jian, what are you doing here?" A deep voice came out, and the little girl suddenly had a sad face, but she still turned her head and whispered, "Master." ”

The tall old man was dressed in the same navy blue robe, but it was a little shabby compared to the little girl's body, with a Dao bun, a talisman sword diagonally straddling his back, and the words "avoiding Xuan" written on the peach wood scabbard, with a gentle expression.

Lao Dao'er touched the little girl's head, "The monsters in this area have been almost killed by the teacher, and they will leave after a few days." ”

The little girl shook her head, suddenly tugged at Lao Dao'er's wide sleeves, and pointed to the man selling sugar gourds.

Lao Dao'er was stunned, then nodded helplessly, and saluted the man, "Please take the trouble to get a string." ”

The sleeves of the shirt were pulled again, the old Taoist lowered his head, the little girl's finger pointed at herself, and then pointed in the direction of the Taoist temple, and finally stretched out two fingers.

Lao Dao'er was angry and laughed, knocked on the forehead of the little girl in the robe, and said: "Before people wake up, they are willing to buy it for others, and they will be more losers when they grow up." He turned to the man again and said, "Please take two strings." ”

Lao Dao'er put his hand into his sleeve and took out the copper coin, the little girl jumped up and took the sugar gourd, glanced at the flower spirits, showed a smile, shook her head, those spirits cowered, looked at each other, and finally floated and landed on the little girl's two flat temples, turning into a few very small flower decorations.

The little girl in the robe held a sugar gourd in one hand, jumping and walking back.

Lao Dao'er walked behind, glanced at the flowers on the little girl's head, shook his head, and followed with a smile.

"Mercy sword, go slower. ”

"Mercy sword, you are old as a teacher, don't you know how painful it is to be a teacher, and to eat a string of sugar gourds for a teacher. ”

"Your fat brother has sent a letter back from Wuzhou, remember to listen to the words of the fat brother when the time comes, don't mess with other people's things. ”

The little girl with a very heroic name doesn't like to talk very much, while eating sugar gourds, while listening to Lao Dao'er talking about something to herself, hearing the fat brother, the face that was originally a little happy suddenly collapsed, but soon smiled again, glanced at the hawthorn ball that was still in his hand, and stretched out his hand to hand it to Lao Dao'er.

Lao Dao'er was stunned for a moment, touched his beard and smiled, didn't pick it up, touched the little girl's playful sideburns, and felt a little emotional.

"My little Min Jian has grown up. ”

One big and one small silently walked back to the Taoist temple.

The little girl jumped over the threshold, causing a puff of dust. Unbeknownst to her, she trotted all the way into the inner hall, knelt in a corner, and stared at it with her cheeks propped up.

Lao Dao'er came in slowly, glanced at the statue of the god enshrined in the Taoist temple, and then sat next to Xiao Dao'er, looked at the unconscious young man, and muttered, "This kid should be able to wake up today." The root bone practice is good, looking at his abundant qi and blood, the acupuncture points are opened in eight places, he should have practiced the art of physical cultivation, and the cultivation method of the barbarians in the past is the same, it seems that he worshiped a good master, but he is a little messy, and he dares to burst into blood and fall into the realm, and his bad luck has long been out of the sky, although this kid is not lucky......"

The old Taoist chattered, and the little girl in the Taoist robe didn't speak, blinking her bright eyes at the young man's pale face, her eyelids drooped, and she glanced at the young man's purple-black bruised left arm, and her index finger was even more black as ink, a little infiltrating.

"Okay, it's time to throw him in the medicine jar, otherwise the qi and blood will be unstable again. Lao Dao'er's footsteps touched the ground, and the young man's body suddenly took off, and he held it with one hand and threw it into the huge medicine jar on the side at will.

The little girl's body flashed at the same time, and it was actually a few points faster than Lao Dao'er's movements, she first helped the medicine jar, folded her hands together, her head was lying on her hands, and she looked at the pale boy in a daze, and those flowers were charming, hanging in the air, desperately holding the string of sugar gourds that had not been moved.

The old man snored loudly.

Xiaodao dangled his little feet.

There is a little girl living in the dilapidated Taoist temple.

......

The flying waterfall is noisy, and the dragon spring flows into the blue sky.

A huge waterfall cascades down, and below it is a deep pool, which is smashed down and splashes with huge splashes.

The sloppy man half-leaned on the boulder, dangling the wine gourd in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils reflected the inside of the spring.

The next moment, the spring exploded, soared upward, the stream flowed backwards, and the sound of ups and downs roared.

"Zhuji, who is less than twenty years old, should he be said to be worthy of being a congenital primordial baby, who has been sealed by that blood and bone for thirty years, and originally planned to take away his physical body, and completely make up for his physical defects by mistake, and put it outside to let those old monsters go crazy?" The man muttered to himself, took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and suddenly laughed, "But it's not my Wang Ye Chu's teaching that makes this jade shine!"

Behind the spring, in a deep cave, Hua Wei sat cross-legged, her body was slender, her long hair was flying, she opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, which turned into countless petals in the air, and then dispersed.

When she opened her eyes, the blood in her eyes flashed, and her aura gradually stabilized, climbing to an extremely high level, which was the second realm of qi training.

Build the foundation in 100 days, and rise from the ground with thousands of high-rise buildings, and then you can climb to the sky in one step.

The immortals by the spring are full of spirit, and the girl in the spring builds the foundation in one step.

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