Immortals and demons, heroes of the rivers and lakes, gathered in Caozhou, between the world, the wind and clouds surged, the sword was cold and the sword was cold.

Ruoshui's eyes were a little confused.

It's a great change, but it's also a chance!

In this life, there may be opportunities that many people can't imagine.

When the opportunity comes, it is not impossible to become an immortal.

As a demon who has lived in the mortal world for a period of time, the little green snake naturally understands and can understand the horror in Ruoshui's eyes.

The legend of demons harming people is too widespread in the earthly world, and whenever it comes to bad people, it is replaced by demons and monsters, and demons and monsters have almost become synonymous with evil.

In the study, the little green snake did not take Ruoshui's whispers to heart, but smiled faintly, which made the little green snake who looked like Lo-Li exude a superhuman temperament.

"Between heaven and earth, whether it is demons and monsters, or gods and Buddhas, and whether it is men, women, old and children, there are good and evil, demons are not necessarily evil, and all living beings are not necessarily good people, good and evil are only in one thought, not in the skin. ”

"In this world, there are not a few demons who know how to be grateful, and there are not necessarily many people who know how to be grateful. ”

A seat, Ruoshui listened to the cold sweat.

"Sister Xiaoqing, what I said is true, it is Ruoshui that I am shallow in learning and short-sighted, I apologize to you. ”

If you know your mistakes, you can change them, which is originally Ruoshui's temperament.

The little green snake smiled faintly and ignored it no longer. took the practice cheats written by Wang Ziteng and picked them up. He handed it over to Ruoshui.

"Practice well, on the road to eternal life. Someone to accompany you will not make this road more and more lonely and lonely. ”

Under the starry sky, there are as many cultivators as many as stars, how many people can really achieve immortality and live the same life as heaven and earth?

The body is not old, the soul is not dead, what can be done? After all, there are still endless calamities on the path of cultivation, so if you are not careful. will die and thank you, so that your life's cultivation will come to naught.

Perhaps, only the immortal and eternal immortal ancestor of the gods and men can be regarded as true immortality.

Ruoshui cherished and took the cultivation cheats handed over by the little green snake, stretched out her hands, and looked solemn, she understood that the Tao was not passed on lightly. I can have such an opportunity, all because of Wang Ziteng.

Without Wang Ziteng, maybe he is still smiling and welcoming visitors from all over the world in Ruoshui Xuan, and there is no Wang Ziteng. It is impossible for one to obtain the supreme path and embark on the path of cultivation.

The changes of a qiē are all because of Wang Ziteng. Wang Ziteng is his own chance.

"I will practice well and will not change for any reason. I also hope that I can accompany you to the old age. ”

Speaking of the old world. Ruoshui's face was a little red, such words are usually a vow between lovers, she quietly glanced at Wang Ziteng, Wang Ziteng was already looking at the moon outside the window, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and her heart couldn't help but be a little low.

She knew that there was a hostess in the mansion, and the hostess's name was Hongyu, Hongyu was a peerless sword immortal with great magical powers, and now she had gone to Yongzhou on the way to pick up the old lady in the mansion, and Wang Ziteng's father had returned.

After the Chinese New Year, Wang Ziteng's father Wang Han went to Yongzhou to take the examination for lifting people, and several months have passed, and the examination for lifting people has been released for several months, but Wang Han still has not returned.

Wang Ziteng was a little anxious, so he asked Hongyu to go on the road to meet him, so as not to have any accidents.

Ruoshui had already learned from the old janitor of the palace that on the day of Wang Ziteng's father's return, Wang Ziteng and the red jade girl would hold a grand engagement ceremony in Wangjia Village.

Set a marriage, choose a day to marry, and become the mistress of the Wang family.

The flowing flowers have no intention of following the flowing water, the flowing water intends to fall in love with the falling flowers, close in front of them, the heart, far away in the world, Ruoshui's expression is a little gloomy, especially when she thinks of her own origin, it makes her unable to raise the slightest fighting spirit.

Hongyu is a peerless swordsman, a man among the immortals, but she is a Qinglou woman, the backgrounds of the two are very different, what do you take to fight with Hongyu.

Many things in the past have appeared in front of us, and the past has been repeated, as if it happened yesterday when the ghost of the skin girl slashed the demon at night, the Lantern Festival gave poems, and the Oiran was majestic

Sad past broken poems, I am crazy for you You don't know this night, the sky is full of stars, the bright moon is in the sky, but my heart is like a knife, I can't help myself.

Ruoshui felt that her heart was very painful, very painful, she didn't know why, but she knew that her heart really hurt, it hurt to the end, her heart turned into ashes, and she didn't blame anyone, just because the encounter was too beautiful.

After taking the treasure scroll of cultivation, if the water turns and leaves, it comes by the moonlight, and then it goes into the moonlight, the breeze comes slowly, and the water in the pond is not rippling.

On the bluestone path in the house, her shadow stretched very long, trampling the moonlight all over the ground.

"Brother Ziteng, I don't think she's happy, but a little sad, isn't it a thing to be happy about getting the cultivation treasure scroll?" The little green snake didn't understand the love of the world, she just instinctively felt the strong sad feelings emanating from Ruoshui's body.

She doesn't understand, why is that?

After all, being able to obtain the Cultivation Treasure Scroll and be able to embark on the path of immortality is something that every living being will be crazy about.

Isn't such a thing worth being excited about, not worth rejoicing?

What is it that makes the departed beauty under the moon sad.

The eyes of the little green snake were full of confusion.

"There are many difficulties to pass in the world, and since ancient times, love has been the most sadding!"

Wang Ziteng didn't answer the little green snake's question, but just sighed at the breeze and the bright moon, and waved his hand:

"Qing'er, it's late at night, it's time to rest, early tomorrow morning, I have to go to Caozhou School to study. ”

The opening of the medical hall has added another item of income, and the extra silver should be almost able to maintain if it is used to repair roads.

If you want to get rich, build roads first, this is the most common sentence of Wang Ziteng's era.

Wang Ziteng didn't know if this sentence was correct, but he was in Caozhou in this era, and he independently funded the construction of roads, and he also hoped that his hometown could become rich and get rid of poverty.

The road has already been built, and as for whether it can be rich, who knows?

The bright moon fell, the stars were hidden, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the sky, and the east would dawn.

The breeze is blowing, and the mist is coiling.

Wang Ziteng packed his bags, took his books, walked alone, and came towards Caozhou School.

Caozhou School is located not far from the former Yongfeng School, very close to the place where Wang Ziteng lives.

Before I arrived at the school, I saw from a distance that there were many people gathered at the door of the Caozhou School, all of whom were scholars, and everyone looked stern.

In front of the entire door, there is a solemn atmosphere.

Before Wang Ziteng walked to the door, he saw some scholars, with mournful expressions, covering their faces with their sleeves, and tears swaying, leaving gloomily.

"What's going on?" (to be continued......)