"There is a chasm between the cultivator and the mortal world, and all the feelings of this world can contaminate the Dao heart, so only if there is no concern and return to the truth, can it be the path of cultivating the truth......

Ji Qinglian casually threw the wine jar to Bao Wenzheng, and said with a wry smile: "It's not that my generation is insensitive and ignores the suffering of the people in this world, but once you step into the path of cultivation, you need to abide by the agreement made eight hundred years ago, and if it doesn't matter to you, you must not interfere in the world." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Naturally, those who are on the side of the door and the left way, relying on a little bit of ability, will devote themselves to enjoying the glory ......and wealth of the imperial court, naturally there are the predecessors of the cultivation of the way, but they do not dare to act recklessly;

Bao Wenzheng took the wine jar, took a few sips, wiped the wine stains on his lips, and then asked indignantly: "The people can be regarded as struggling to survive in the cracks, isn't it that heaven and earth are unkind and use all things as dogs?"

Ji Qinglian's face was slightly gloomy, and she sighed and said: "It's not that I don't want to meddle in the world, but I can't, the cultivators of my generation are not as good as the demon clan and the ghosts, Shouyuan is limited after all, there are great supernatural powers who either ascend, or reincarnate and recultivate, and now they are withering, and they really can't be compared with the Baimang Mountain and the Nine Secluded Streams!"

"Cultivation all the way to fight for heaven and earth, fight for heaven and earth, if you want to fight on the first line, it is easy to die, today's friends may be tomorrow's enemies, so they are all a plate of loose sand, each sweeping the snow in front of their own door......."

"Life is only a hundred years in the world, all of them will turn to dust, as long as the three souls and seven souls are not lost, it is just reincarnation. ”

Bao Wenzheng was extremely stunned in his heart, and he really didn't expect that these cultivators were so indifferent and insensitive, they actually regarded ordinary people as ants, and even downplayed the lives of mortals in such a way that they were just reincarnated and reincarnated.

"In the past, I had a fate, I met Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang, but it was a woman who didn't let her eyebrows, walked the world to kill demons, and it was even rumored that she had fought with a sword and fought against the old demon of Montenegro?" Bao Wenzheng was puzzled in his heart, so he opened his mouth and asked.

If the cultivators all ignore the mortal dust, then why does Lu Sanniang travel the world, kill demons and demons all the way, and retreat and retreat in order to attain the Tao and ascend as soon as possible, which is not consistent with what this Ji Qinglian said.

When Ji Qinglian heard this, a pair of dim eyes showed a few rays of admiration, and then sighed and said: "Lu Sanniang was born in Emei Mountain, and the Qingping Sword is the treasure of the immortal family. ”

With the conversation with Ji Qinglian, the unknown secrets of this world gradually became clear, and Bao Wenzheng's heart gradually became clearer, and he knew why Lu Sanniang politely refused to ask for Taoism from her own family, but she only said that she would have the fate to learn again in the future, and she also understood why this Ji Qinglian was a cultivator, but she was willing to drink and talk with her own family.

In Lu Sanniang's eyes, his family was just a talent born with a good skin, and he was entangled with the "fox demon", and he never "Mingzhi" was willing to turn around and get acquainted, and he didn't want to hurt his family's face, so he left.

And today, with Ji Qinglian side by side against the enemy, with a chivalrous appearance, this is why this pair of sitting and drinking, telling the secrets of this world.

"Although there is no way to pass the magic of the law, but there is also a body of martial arts, since you and other cultivators, all of them do not care about the life and death of the people, Wen Zheng is willing to use this long sword in his hand to kill all the corrupt officials in this world, the place of the people of fish and flesh is strong, and there is a bright and bright man in this world!" Bao Wenzheng looked at Ji Qinglian sideways, already slightly disdainful, stretched out his hand, and the three-foot long sword had already floated into his hand, and said coldly: "I wish the girl to ascend as soon as possible, and this mortal thing will be taken care of by the mortal below!"

Bao Wenzheng flicked his sleeves up, the two long swords were already in his hands, and he wanted to leave, but he didn't want to sit down with this Ji Qinglian again, his expression and tone were already extremely indifferent, and he looked disdainful of being with him.

"Childe and slow!"

Although Ji Qinglian abides by the rules of the door and does not dare to easily contaminate the mortal dust, but this time she went down the mountain to avenge her father, she has already been angry with the corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and she can't bear the turbulence of the people, and she is even more unbearable to Bao Wenzheng's cynicism when she was born chivalrous, so she got up and said solemnly: "The son is chivalrous and courageous, and he is willing to use the three-foot long sword to purge the corrupt officials and corrupt officials, although Qinglian does not dare to violate the door rules, but I am willing to protect the son from the demon law of the demons and monsters!"

Bao Wenzheng was stunned, and looked back at Ji Qinglian's expression, which didn't seem to be fake, so he clasped his fists and saluted loudly and shouted: "If there is a girl with me, Wen Zheng is willing to hold the long sword in his hand and hold up the blue sky for the people of Limin!"

"If there are corrupt officials and corrupt officials, the people will not be merciful under the sword, and they will be killed to make the people angry!"

"There are local tyrants who bully the market, and the sword will not be merciful, and they will be killed to make an example!"

"If there is that demon and monster as the party, the sword will not be merciful, even if the jade is burned, it must also be cleared!"

This rhetoric is sonorous and powerful, and there is a great tendency for thousands of armies to split, even if the mountain is in front, it is necessary to draw a sword and split it with a sword, that is, the road ahead is a thorn, and it should be covered with liver and gall, even if it is broken bones, it should also be indomitable!

Although Ji Qinglian is beautiful, but the ascetic cultivation for many years, but there is no lack of pride, hearing the words stood up, the white cheeks appeared with joy, and shouted coquettishly: "The son has such a spirit, Qinglian will have a breath, and it is bound to protect the son's thoughtfulness, please drink the wine, a strong trip!"

Bao Wenzheng laughed loudly, waved his hand and pierced the two sheathed long swords into the stump, stepped forward with one hand, and with a single move, there was true qi to roll the wine jar in the air, and then tilted his head and poured a few sips of wine, the wine flowed down the corners of his lips, wetting the placket of his chest, although he was weak, he was even more heroic, and he sang and chanted:

"Kill Yuan Ang in the daytime, the grass and grass face are blue, I am not a thief, who walks at night?"

At noon, it was the time when the sun was shining and the sun was warm, Ji Qinglian witnessed the young man more heroic under the sun, the breeze shook his clothes and showed the jade tree in the wind, and his chest was also agitated, the green jade fingers pinched the trick, took the wine jar, held the mouth of the wine jar with one hand, drank several sips in succession, and let the wine stains stain the clothes on his chest, and said: "Qinglian went down the mountain this time, and it is really a happy thing to get acquainted with the son, what a pity that the rotten wood will return to the dust after a hundred years, and today I will meet with the son to cleanse the charm of this world!"

Bao Wenzheng saw that this Ji Qinglian had already made a decision, and his heart was also happy, this time with this Ji Qinglian with him, he was no longer afraid of the small "demons and monsters", as long as he upheld his heart and acted chivalrous, he would be able to break out of a great reputation with this world, and he would be a cultivator at that time, who would dare to underestimate his own family.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, first accumulating strength to enhance one's own reputation, becoming the embodiment of chivalry, the chivalrous man in the minds of the people, and then slowly stepping into this cultivation world, in order to have the opportunity to stand in front of the "Spring Thirty Niang" and the "Nine Youniang" of Baimang Mountain.

The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, the road must be walked step by step, and there is no hurry.