When the moon is in the sky, the milky white light shines on the land that is in deep thought. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dead of night, only the candlelight in the soft room of poetry is always on.

Just look at her sitting cross-legged in the bright light, holding a book in her hand, which is the "True Chronicle" sent by Qin Qing.

The true book is divided into three volumes, and the first volume is full of some mysterious and mysterious truths, and most of them are about morality and precepts. Admonishing that if you are a cultivator, you should have no distracting thoughts in your mind, not have evil intentions, and also abide by various precepts, such as being loyal to the sect, not spreading the Dharma indiscriminately, not doing evil, and many things like karma.

It's useless to read these specious truths, the poems are all skipped and not read, and the middle volume talks about the cultivation levels in the real realm, for the foundation building, enlightenment, fusion, heartbeat, Jindan, Yuanying, out-of-body, distraction, integration, cave void, Mahayana, and the twelve realms of the tribulation, each realm is divided into four stages: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the consummation.

The beginning of the Xiuzhen Road was called Zhuji, and before that, it was Qi training.

Qi training, to put it bluntly, is a process of comprehending the vitality of heaven and earth, during which it is refined and condensed into the true element with the help of the mental method, and when the true yuan is full enough, you can try to break through to the realm of building the foundation.

Building a foundation is the threshold for cultivating truth, and I don't know how many people have been blocked in front of this gate throughout the ages, and I don't know how many people have wasted their lives in order to step on this threshold.

Besides, this true world is divided into immortals, demons, and demons, and the immortal path prides itself on cultivating the truth, conforming to the mandate of heaven, pursuing the true self and focusing on the state of mind, and the consummation stage in the twelve realms is the shackles of the state of mind, if you can't break through the shackles of the state of mind, you can go to the mortal world to experience the red dust to break through the shackles, or you can close yourself to death, but a larger part of the immortal path cultivators will choose to enter the demon.

After reading the last volume, I memorized many miscellaneous grades such as magic weapons and pills, and then closed the "True Chronicle".

At the beginning, I had doubts in my heart when I heard Hehuanmen, but at that time I thought it was a martial arts world with flying eaves and walls, but now this "True Chronicle" is clearly written, this is a Xiuzhen world!

I can finally have the power to protect myself!

She wanted to look up to the sky and laugh uncontrollably, but she suddenly thought of the spiritual root qualifications recorded in the "True Chronicle", she didn't know what her spiritual root qualifications were, and she didn't know if she could successfully build a foundation.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Shi Shanrou knows very well that now is not the time to be happy, if he can't build a foundation, or if the spiritual root qualifications are very poor, this cultivation world that makes him surging at the moment will become a murderer who directly buries him alive!

She thought she needed to calm down and shouldn't be so excited.

She looked out the window, and the night was getting deeper, and the moon before her seemed bigger, brighter, lower, and colder than the mortal realm.

She's not coming.

Shi Shanrou looked around, looking a little lost, those blooming flowers swaying in the moonlight, and the shadow of the flowers sprinkled on the ground made her close the window, turn off the lights, and go to bed.

Then, shortly after the lights went out, a cold figure slowly paced out of a dark corner not far from the room.

Without the bright candlelight, she couldn't tell where her attention should be focused, just looking at the house out of sight, quiet, cool, making people feel a little melancholy.

That look, that look!

Compassion, Yingyingran, Chu Churan, moving.

She held the soft clear light and walked farther and farther, the moonlight was still like water, and the brilliance was still like washing, but the Yiren was long gone.

The next day, Cai Wenji arrived as promised.

She stood outside the door, knocked, and heard no movement in the house, but found that the wooden door had opened a crack of its own.

Didn't lock the door?

Cai Wenji pushed open the door in disbelief and flashed in gently, "Good....", she only called half a voice and held her breath, tiptoeing closer, only to find that Shi Shanrou was still asleep, she let out a slight snoring sound, like a gentle kitten.

Cai Wenji felt very angry and ridiculous. It's infuriating that it's almost time now, and she's still sleeping with her head covered. And the funny thing is that because the door of this room is not locked, this makes Cai Wenji have to sigh that her heart is so big!

And it's not ordinarily big, because Cai Wenji found out that this poem is kind and gentle, and she is sleeping in luo!

The lilac blanket was rolled into a circle and held in her arms, and her tender white skin was completely exposed, especially the long round and white legs, one stretched straight, the other pressed on the blanket and carried, and the forest and honey were clearly visible.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she didn't realize that her indecent sleeping position had been looked at, or maybe she didn't care about being looked at by a woman.

Cai Wenji tiptoed back to the door and locked the door, wanting to pull out the blanket to cover her body, but she was afraid of waking her up, so she had to tiptoe to the big cabinet next to the bed and take out a lilac blanket to cover her.

That's it, let you sleep for another half an hour, and I don't dare to blame the master.

Cai Wenji sat on the chair, supported her chin with her hands, leaned on the edge of the table and looked at the sleeping Shi Shanrou without blinking, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips from time to time, and she didn't know what she thought...

She sleeps sweetly, and although her hair is messy, it has a unique charm of a daughter's home. It's just that she slept too old and dishonest, so she turned over and rubbed the blanket she had just covered again.

Just as he was about to get up and pick up the blanket, he saw Shi Shanrou suddenly laughing, one hand on his abdomen to cover his navel, and the other hand pressed on his right chest and grabbed it, "Red beans... Big red beans.. Taro... Hey, hey, hey... Red beans... Red... Hmm~~??"

Big red beans?

A burst of incomprehension flashed on Cai Wenji's face, and then she looked at Shi Shanrou's protruding red dot and the looming red dot in her hand, and she couldn't help but associate the red bean with it.

It's not honest to sleep!

Cai Wenji took a sip in her heart, and a wisp of crimson couldn't help but appear on her face, but she never thought of what taro was.

At this moment, Shi Shanrou let out a low cry of pain from her mouth, and then she frowned, opened her sleepy eyes, looked at herself, and said in a low voice: "Wen... Sister Wen Ji, why are you here? My mimi hurts, did you touch me? ”

"Nonsense! You touched yourself in your dream, why are you still blaming me?"

Cai Wenji said angrily, seeing that she closed her sleepy eyes again, and her nose gradually snored evenly, and hurriedly leaned over again, "It's going to be time soon, are you still sleeping?

Shi Shanrou didn't respond, Cai Wenji shook her again, but when she saw her open her eyes, she turned over and turned her delicate round buttocks towards herself.

"It's still early... This.... Let me sleep a little longer.... Just for a moment. ”

Cai Wenji couldn't bear to look at the scenery of the honey place, turned back to sit on the table and chair, turned her back to her and said: "I want to take you to see the sect master today, according to the rules of the sect, mortal disciples over the age of eighteen are not accepted, I still want to plead with you to see if I can make an exception, if you are greedy again, you can intercede yourself!"

The door was silent for a long time, Shi Shanrou stood up suddenly, she looked at Cai Wenji who was facing away from her, and was shocked and anxious, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to see the sect master today, why didn't you say it earlier!

Cai Wenji heard the anxiety in her tone, and laughed in her heart, secretly saying that you are a true gentleman, does she dare not accept you?

I was thinking about turning around and teasing her for a word or two, but suddenly I saw her squatting there in a daze, and the white peak on her chest was unscrupulously presented in front of her eyes, "What are you stunned about?

"I.... I.... Me, I couldn't untie the strap last night.... Only.... I ripped off the strap and couldn't wear it..."

"I just have one more thing you can wear, the last one, don't tear it off again, or you won't have to wear it." ”

"Just one, why don't you prepare a few more?"

"How many more do you want to pull? I naturally wear a lot, but the only one that suits you is the last one. ”

Cai Wenji said as she took out a lilac dress embroidered with a phoenix from the cabinet, and then took out a purple lotus tulle skirt and put it on the edge of the bed.

Shi Shanrou looked at her huge breasts, and then looked down at her firm breasts the size of an orange, and began to show a sad and angry look on her face.

She's laughing at my small breasts in the red!

Shi Shanrou was thinking about defending herself for a few sentences when she saw her and walked out the door, thinking that she would not wear this ancient costume at all, so she had to call her back again.

Although Cai Wenji was surprised, she still helped her dress gently and gently, but after seeing her ponytail, she decided to put Shi Shanrou in a bun.

After two sticks of incense, Cai Wenji pulled out five hairpins and inserted them into her bun, looked at it again, and then nodded with satisfaction at this timid little beauty.

But when I thought that she didn't lock the door at night, slept naked, couldn't wear dirty clothes, couldn't wear clothes, and couldn't wear her hair, I couldn't help laughing.