In the showdown in the cultivation world, the most taboo is the death of divine thoughts and divine thoughts, because if you lose, you may be knocked into an idiot.

Always be a happy fool.

Celery doesn't know how to use a sword, he can't use a knife, his fists are weak, he only knows how to deduce and calculate, and Taoism, the Taoist technique of competing with simple divine thoughts. His master had told him not to use it as a last resort. Hibiscus Garden, Chinese New Year's Eve feast, Celery feels that it is the last resort, the sisters are bullied, he is a man, he deserves to come out.

Snow.

Fell overnight.

The middle-aged Taoist Xia Shan watched celery all night, in fact, it was only half a night, waiting for the apprentice's awakening, waiting, waiting, waiting for a confused gaze, empty to godlessness, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling.

You don't have to think about it to know that Celery's place of divine thought has been completely destroyed and has become a veritable fool.

No matter what she asked, Celery didn't respond, just her brain twitched and she did mechanical repetitive movements.

Natsuyama doesn't blame anyone else.

This is his own choice, if he chooses, he will definitely not regret it, and Emperor Bai Qiandi has pierced Shen Hubao through his heart, and he can't die anymore.

This is a bad breath.

It can be regarded as out on the spot.

The other injured teenagers were all sent to the infirmary, and ordinary trauma could be treated in the infirmary.

In the entire contentment Changle Building, only the comatose Ning Hongdou, the Bai Qiandi who was guarding the bedside, the busy and busy pipes were vertical, and the celery that became a happy fool, the master of celery, Xia Shan, and the sleeping spring night. There were three or five teenagers at the door who finally sobered up, and they didn't understand what happened last night at all, but they were ordered by their boss not to go anywhere, and no one was allowed to enter the building, so they guarded honestly.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there was no laughter, let alone festivity, and he quietly walked to the second year of junior high school, and then the third year of junior high school.

On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, when he finally woke up on the spring night, Ning Hongdou also straightened up with a violent cough, and at the same time, there was a shocking breath from the celery house next door.

Even the wooden table beside Bai Qiandi floated into the air.

Ning Hongdou spat out a mouthful of blood.

Spring night stretched.

Celery's eyes suddenly sparkled.

The brilliance faded, the focus of celery's eyes became solid, her brain began to turn, and she saw her master at first glance, and she was very happy: "Master, are you here to pick me up?"

......

The world is big.

Luoyang is also very large.

Ning Hongdou A group of teenagers frightened Shendu overnight, many people sighed, many people envied, many people disdained, and some people were unmoved, or even didn't listen at all.

It's not that I don't want to listen, it's that I don't have time to listen.

Because it's busy.

Some people are very busy, Luoyang City is also very busy, Ning Hongdou and these teenagers showed the entire Luoyang City a picture scroll, a perfect picture of cultivators.

The same teenagers, the same fourteen or fifteen years old, what are the children of these high-ranking officials and nobles busy with?

What is Glory and Ancestor?

If you become that cultivator, it is not bad to have a sword to light the nineteen states.

Not to mention those high-ranking officials and nobles, even those who are on the verge of living in the dirty and messy sheds in the narrow streets also dream of being able to practice.

A few oily and smooth-toned little guys muttered quietly to a few other servants with sinister eyebrows, as if they were discussing something big.

In a corner not far away, a box full of gold and silver jewelry passed quietly.

A man who seemed to be a 'fairy wind bone' took the gold and silver, took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, and explained in a low voice.

Luoyang City, the Divine Capital, secretly blew a strange wind.

The Wind of Cultivation.

With this gust of wind, dozens or hundreds of 'sects' that have never heard their names have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and even some second sword sect, the first floor in the world, is the only sect that I respect...... Wait, some organizations that are not reliable when they hear their names.

However, there are people who believe it.

Some people firmly believe that if you follow others, you can at least raise a million swords, no matter how bad it is, it's not bad to have a sword to fly.

Really, people who dare to brag dare to brag about anything!

People with water in their brains dare to believe any big words!

A little girl with pigtails secretly took out a bowl of stewed meatballs that can only be eaten during the New Year from home with small steps, and trotted all the way to Mr. Private School's house.

On tiptoe, he handed the meatballs to a young man: "Sir, you must not have eaten yet, this is my family's own cooking, but it is delicious." ”

The young man has young eyebrows and young eyes, a thin figure, wears a light cyan scholarly shirt, his black hair is not combed too carefully on his head, he is pinned to a hairpin, and he holds a brush in his palm.

The young man's body looked like he was not in the wind, but his expression was flying, as if he had inexhaustible strength, but he looked a little anxious.

The young man called Mr. looked up at the little girl who was combing her pigtails: "Xiaomu, the food is very fragrant, you can eat it." ”

The little girl who combed the pigtails: "Mr. hasn't eaten it, how do you know the fragrance?"

The young man lowered his head and continued to write, and then said, "Smell all the fragrance, don't need to eat, I'm not hungry, really not hungry." ”

Seeing that the little girl with pigtails still had something to say, the young man asked directly: "Have you memorized the mantra taught you during the day?"

The little girl who combed the pigtails lowered her head directly.

The young man frowned: "Don't have time to carry it?

The little girl who combed the pigtails shook her head, bit her lip, and whispered, "Xiaomu, I don't know much about ......."

This sentence made the young man's brushstrokes pause, and then he raised his head very seriously: "Where don't you understand?"

The little girl with pigtails thought for a while, and then said, "It seems, it seems, I don't understand it very well." ”

Maybe she felt that it was not good to say this, and the little girl who combed the pigtails said again: "It's not Mr.'s fault, it's that Xiaomu is too stupid, it must be a very simple meaning, but Xiaomu just doesn't understand it." ”

The young man pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then the gentleman will tell you again, and you will listen carefully, and if you don't understand the gentleman, stop." This mantra spoken by Mr. is a bit obscure, you ask Mr. to think about it, I will say it in another way, you listen to what you don't understand. ”

The young man frowned and began to scribble on the paper, some words were circled, some words were crossed out, more words were changed, and those obscure words were changed into words that would be acceptable to ordinary people.

If Ning Hongdou stood by and watched, he would definitely be surprised.

The mantra written by this young man is not a three-character scripture, it is actually a recipe for practice, but it has been changed beyond recognition, but it is very popular.

And the words written down are also very strange, obviously just words, but there seems to be a spirit between the words, which makes people can't take their eyes off the spirit.

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