As he spoke, he took out an embroidered handkerchief from his bosom, which was embroidered with golden flowers, with neat stitches and smooth lines, which was very beautiful. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info worship Xiaojian said: "You have always wanted to buy this handkerchief, but Mr. refused." I'll buy it for you. ”

Song De smiled bitterly. Around last year, Song Xuan was obsessed with needlework and begged Song De to buy the golden handkerchief embroidered by Maemura's sister-in-law. For some reason, instead of buying it, Song De reprimanded Song Xuan for losing his mind. It is a matter of course for her daughter's family to play with needlework, so why should she say that she is a plaything? Song Xuan argued with reason, but she still couldn't get her wish. Only the brothers knew about it, and they didn't want to worship Xiaojian.

Song Xuan took the embroidered handkerchief, burst into laughter, carefully folded it corner by corner, carefully put it into her arms, and said, "You will please others." ”

Bai Xiaojian touched his head embarrassedly, grinned and smirked: "Hehe, it's good if you like it." ”

Looking at Bai Xiaojian's appearance, Song Xuan laughed out loud, and said with a blushing face: "Brother Yang, will you go to Zhongzhou to find me in four years?"

Bai Feng replied proudly: "My brother is really good." ”

"Sir has been gone for almost a month, right?"

Bai Feng said: "It's been more than three weeks. ”

Bai Xiaojian stopped talking, took out "The Art of War" from his arms, and looked at it carefully. Since Song De left, Bai Xiaojian has always carried "Knowing the Art of War" with him, and he will carefully figure it out as soon as he is free; although he doesn't understand it very clearly, he has some insights after a long time, and he feels that this book is unfathomable. "The way of using soldiers, show it with softness, and welcome it with rigidity; show it with weakness, and multiply it with strength; for it to be ashamed, and respond to it; will want to the west, and show it to the east; first resentment and then together, before the dark and then clear. [ Note ] Bai Xiaojian read slowly.

The sun swept away the fatigue, lifted up his spirits, and ran a few feet.

Bai Xiaojian's face was slightly hot, and he realized that the time was not early, so he sat up, put "One Art of War" back in his arms, and said, "Go back." ”

Bai Feng muttered and got up, tied the cow to a large tree, and turned back. The two walked to the bamboo basket, picked up the pole and passed it through the rope, carried it to their shoulders, and walked home one after the other.

When I arrived at the threshing floor, I met the child with three pigtails. When he saw the two of them, he hurriedly snatched the flat shoulder from Bai Xiaojian's hand and said, "Your mother is looking for you, you go back quickly." ”

Bai Xiaojian was surprised: "What's wrong?"

The boy looked excited and said, "It's time for the immortals." Looking for you, go back quickly. ”

Bai Xiaojian was obedient and ran home.

"Jianwazi, what is my brother doing with the immortals?" asked Bai Feng.

The child, Jian Wazi, shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know." The immortal rode the clouds and fell to your door, saying that he was looking for the little sword. At that time, I happened to be at the door of your house, and your mother told me to come here to find you. ”

Bai Feng muttered, "Riding the clouds, immortals?"

The courtyard was full of blind dates, looking into the house with his head cocked, and when he saw Xiaojian walk in, he consciously made way of a road. The faces of the villagers were full of simple smiles. Several uncles and aunts urged: "Come in quickly, don't make the immortals unhappy." ”

Bai Xiaojian sped up and walked into the hall. A young Taoist priest dressed in a dark green Taoist robe with Tai Chi gossip embroidered in front of him sat next to Xiao Yu's right hand. This Taoist priest, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, has a refreshing outlook, and two white spikes go down from the crown of the road along the green silk, and there is a faction of fairy wind bones.

Seeing worshipping Xiaojian, the Taoist priest said: "This is Senior Brother Zitian's child worshipping Xiaojian?"

Xiao Yu nodded, bowed to Xiao Jian and said, "I haven't seen Uncle Ji Mo yet!"

Bai Xiaojian knelt and kowtowed, and said, "Bai Xiaojian has worshiped Uncle Shi." ”

Ji Mo picked up Bai Xiaojian, pulled him to the side and sat down, and said lovingly: "What a good boy." After a while, he asked, "Are you willing to enter the Taixu Palace?"

Bai Xiaojian was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu smiled and didn't say anything. Actually, the people of Shenzhou, who doesn't want to become a disciple of the Taixu Palace. Not to mention that you can cultivate the immortal skills of soaring clouds and fog, you can also enter the court as an official and glorify your ancestors. Bai Xiaojian was excited, he didn't think that he would have such an opportunity, but when he turned around and thought of his mother, he didn't know how to choose.

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Yang'er, say it." ”

Bai Xiaojian hesitated, always nodded, and said, "Yang'er is willing." ”

As soon as these words came out, the villagers in the courtyard cheered thunderously. The village chief was even more full of tears, and said excitedly: "God bless my Gujing Village, God bless my family!"

Ji Mo looked at the villagers in the court and sighed: "The folk customs are simple and simple, no wonder Senior Brother Zitian often thinks about it." ”

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "They have watched Yang'er grow up since they were children, and they have deep feelings. ”

At the end of the season, the villagers in the courtyard smiled approvingly and then stood up and hugged his fists and said: "The younger brother temporarily lives in Baiyun Mountain, a hundred miles away, and makes an appointment to play chess with the master of Baiyun Temple. This matter is over, and I will come to pick up Yang'er and go to Taixu Palace at noon tomorrow. ”

Xiao Yu stood up and said, "There is Senior Brother Lao." ”

Ji Mo said: "It is my honor to bring Senior Brother Zitian's child into the Taixu Palace. In the future, Yang'er will definitely be able to do something, and she will never live up to the prestige of Senior Brother Zitian. After that, he clenched his fists again, waved his hand, and the clouds under his feet floated away leisurely, and disappeared into the blue sky and white clouds in an instant.

Tilting his head to watch the end of the season step on the clouds, worship Xiaojian with a look of fascination. Xiao Yu approached, stroked Xiao Jiande's head, and said gently, "You can too." ”

Bai Xiaojian looked at Xiao Yu and said, "Mother, when I become an official, you won't have to suffer." ”

The master of Baiyun Guan stood up, looked at the sea of clouds outside the fence, and said: "The master and nephew at the end of the season are worthy of being too vain and high-minded, regardless of gains and losses, the old man admires it." And he said, "Look at this sea of clouds, how magnificent!"

At the end of the season, the sea of clouds overlaps and stretches for thousands of miles, tumbling and moving, like a dragon playing, and a few big birds soaring above it, enjoying themselves.

At the end of the season, he sighed: "Between movement and stillness, there is indeed extraordinary. ”

The master of Baiyun Temple praised: "At the end of the season, the nephew's eyes are like torches, and he can see the true scene at a glance, not like ordinary people, seeing only the movement of the sea of clouds, but not knowing that the movement is quiet." Quiet, the true view of Fang Yunhai, you need to be attentive, with God, and with wisdom, in order to get this true purpose. ”

At the end of the season, he also stood on the edge of the cliff, stood with his hands in his hands, and said: "Kuozhou has been outstanding since ancient times, and there are many talents. I am too vain to see that there are more than a dozen of every 100 disciples from Kuanzhou, and many of them are outstanding, and they can be regarded as the pillars of the Immortal Dynasty. ”

The Lord of Baiyunguan said: "This time, you were ordered by your master to come to find someone who inherited the mandate of heaven, can you get something?"

At the end of the season, he returned: "This time it is not without purpose. Senior Brother Song De, who had disappeared for a long time a few days ago, suddenly appeared outside the gate of Taixu Palace and asked to see the True Yang Dao Venerable. After that, Daozun sent me to Gujing Village, Kuanzhou to find a child called Xiaojian worship. Ha, I didn't think that child was the widow of Senior Brother Bai Zitian. It's really a little similar to Senior Brother Zitian's childhood. ”

"Bai Zitian ......," the Baiyun Guan Lord said slowly, "I have a relationship with him. Back then, I was just a little disciple of Baiyun Temple, and I was ordered by my master to go to the ancient battlefield with Taixu Palace to investigate the relics of the ancient gods, and I was taken care of by him. I didn't expect that there would be no back edge after only one side. He bowed and said: "Bai Zitian was full of spirit at that time, and the Taoism had reached its peak, but he did not have the slightest disciple of the national sect, and he was especially polite to us small sects. Hey, I didn't expect to end up with the tragic fate of dying young, God is jealous of talents!"

Ji Mo looked up to the sky and sighed with emotion: "Although Senior Brother Zitian has gone, he will always live in our hearts. ”

Lord Baiyun nodded and said: "Life is like a game of chess, it seems to be a dead end, but in fact, there is vitality everywhere, it just depends on whether it can be discovered." ”

At the end of the season, he said, "What the Lord says is very true. ”

Lord Baiyun Guan smiled: "It's just a little foolish, I am very lucky to be able to enter the ears of my nephew at the end of the season." ”

At the end of the season, he hurriedly said: "The words of the master are subtle, and everything he says is meaningless, and it is an honor for the little nephew to hear it." Why should the viewer be arrogant, but let the little nephew not know what to do. ”

The Baiyun Guan Lord laughed and said, "You and I don't have to compliment each other. I don't know how talented Xiaojian is?"

At the end of the season, Zhengse said: "I have only seen him once, but he is extremely impressed. According to his mother-in-law, Xiao Yu, not long ago, Bai Xiaojian had encountered the Heavenly Remnant Sect, and not only retreated, but also injured the disciple of the Heavenly Remnant Sect who had entered the Three Realms in one step. ”

Hearing this, the Lord of Baiyun Temple was surprised. The Heavenly Remnant Sect is a cult sect, comparable to the Taixu Palace of the Righteous Path. The Heavenly Remnant Sect is divided into nine realms, those who reach the nine realms can move the sky and change the day, according to the evil spirit of the world for their own use, from ancient times to the present, there is only one sect master to achieve the nine realms, if it is not to worship the heavens, the world is afraid of falling;

Ji Mo continued: "The viewer may not know that worshipping the sky is worshipping the ancestor of the little sword. I looked at the little sword and saw a little innate spirit entanglement. The little nephew once read a book and said: All those who are descended from gods, when the bloodline awakens, the body will grow the mark of God. And Bai Xiaojian has this mark on his forehead, and he should have inherited the bloodline of Bai Potian. It's just that for some reason it's mostly white, and it is rumored that the god qi of worshipping the heavens is red, and the mark should be red. ”

Baiyunguan said: "The destiny of heaven is returned, and it has its own providence." Since this son has such a talent, he will be able to benefit all the people, but if he goes astray, he will harm the people. Immortals are between thoughts, and evil is also between thoughts. May he be like his father, upright and upright. ”

At the end of the season, he said calmly: "The viewer can rest assured. My Taixu Palace takes it as my mission to support the country and protect the country, eliminate evil and defend the way, and will never let him go astray. ”

For hundreds of years, everything the Taixu Palace has done is for the common people in the world, not to mention consolidating and strengthening the military strength of Zhongzhou, deterring the Quartet immortal lords, so that although they have wolf ambitions, they dare not act rashly, and maintain the peace of the world for more than ten years; Moreover, the teachings of the Taixu Palace are extremely strict, and if the disciples of the sect cross the thunder pool slightly, they will destroy a body of exercises at best, and kill them to prevent future troubles. Therefore, for hundreds of years, there has never been a disciple in the Taixu Palace who defected to the enemy.

The lord of Baiyun Temple bowed his head and said: "Taixu Palace should be the best place for him. Master and nephew, the old man has a reluctant request, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

At the end of the season, he said: "Please speak." ”

The master of Baiyun Temple stroked his beard and said: "A few years ago, there was a woman who asked to worship me as a teacher, who was the second lady of Zhangfu in Kuanzhou, and her name was called Juan'er. Gifted and intelligent, although it is not as good as worshipping Xiaojian, it can be regarded as one out of ten thousand. You know that my Baiyun Temple has always been a one-handed male disciple, and if I accept it, I am afraid that it will be inconvenient, and all the elders are unanimously opposed. It would be a pity if such a seedling was allowed to be buried. If the Taixu Palace is willing to accept him as an apprentice, it will also grant the old man a wish. ”

The end of the season is a dilemma: "This ...... The master should know that the rules for accepting apprentices in the Taixu Palace are strict, and if he can't pass the test, even if he worships Xiaojian, he can't become a disciple of the Taixu Palace. Please also forgive me. ”

Cultivating the truth is not something that is feasible for everyone. If you rashly cultivate the immortal method, it is not only as simple as wasting time and achieving nothing, but it may also lead to confusion of divine consciousness, scattered souls, and death in Huangquan. There are hundreds of millions of people in the world, and there are not many people who are suitable for cultivation. The Taixu Palace lasted for hundreds of years, and there were only 3,000 disciples.

The Taixu Palace has special screening rules, and if you can't pass it, even if you are the crown prince of the dynasty, you will be rejected.

The Baiyun Guan Lord smiled and said, "How dare the old man embarrass the nephew at the end of the season!" The old man only hopes that the nephew at the end of the season can take her to the Taixu Palace to participate in the selection test, and whether she can pass it depends on her own creation. ”

Shangxian, the whereabouts of Yubi have been found, and they were obtained by Leng Feng, the head of the Cold Moon Villa! They want to swallow this thing privately, this is the secret letter of Leng Qingshuang, the third owner of the Cold Moon Villa. The national teacher stood aside respectfully and took out the cold and frosty secret letter.

With a move of the Wind Soul's right hand, the secret letter flew into his hand. When the national teacher saw this scene, he was even more respectful when he stood aside!

"What a ruthless Leng Qingshuang, what a trick to kill people with a knife, even his own eldest brother dares to betray it! It's time for Leng Yue Villa to clean up, in recent years, Leng Yue Villa has disobeyed our words! The head of the family has been replaced by Leng Qingshuang, and we have one more obedient dog" Feng Soul looked at the national teacher with an expressionless face.

"Shangxian is right, but there are as many as 50,000 dead soldiers in the Cold Moon Villa alone, they have been in retreat for many years, and their martial arts are not weak, and the eight old immortal joint attack formations of the Leng family are now unbreakable in the martial arts!

Wind Soul Zi snorted coldly: "Mortals, ants are also not enough! If it weren't for the fact that I killed too many mortals before, which led to the failure of the small heavenly tribulation, I escaped from death, and my vitality has not yet recovered, otherwise I would have gone to destroy that bullshit Cold Moon Villa with my own hands! I will let my second brother Demon Dao go with his own hands to break the gossip array, once this array is broken, 100,000 dead people are enough to kill those eight old immortals. If you go to the armory and get 100,000 weapons, I will refine them one by one, which is enough to sharpen iron like clay, so you can go..."

The national teacher walked out of the door excitedly, looked up at the sky and muttered, "Hmph... Cold wind, you also have today, you live for a day, I can't even sleep!"