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"I don't ......" Zeng Xian shook his head and wanted to avoid it, but he unconsciously opened his mouth, this breath, what is this?

As soon as the osmanthus cake was entered, it suddenly turned into a pure and soft aura, flowing through the limbs.

This osmanthus cake is the osmanthus cake made by the laurel, produced by bluestone, and there is no semicolon.

It's not a panacea, and it doesn't have a lot of aura, but it has a unique effect.

Removing the dead qi in the body, making the aura more refined, has an incredible effect on breaking through the bottleneck shackles.

At the entrance of the osmanthus cake, the spiritual power in Zeng Xian's body suddenly swelled.

"I'll go with you. The little stone turned and walked towards the three monks.

One step, two steps, three steps.

"You come with me. Zeng Xian's voice came from behind the small stone.

"Brother Zeng Xian!" Xiao Shi turned his face and ran back behind Zeng Xian.

"This kid hasn't had enough...... Ouch......" The leader, who had just looked disdainful, covered his face, and a deep scar spread from his cheek, as if another mouth had grown.

", I won't say it a second time. Zeng Xian said coldly.

"This guy is the three-plank axe...... Ah!" The monk who had been hit by a small stone had just said a word, and another flash of light flashed.

The flash sword, still as fast as lightning, flew out of the sword with a severed hand, spraying blood in the air.

At that moment, Zeng Xian suddenly realized, what is arrogance?

This is the proud bones.

Because of absolute strength, there is absolute arrogance!

Just now, when he was kicked like a dog in front of these three people, he was broken even if he was arrogant.

And now, he wields his sword like the wind and slashes the other party like a dog, and then he really feels what it means to be arrogant.

It's not the bones that are proud, it's the sword......

Okay, regardless of whether he understands the arrogant bones correctly or not, but at least he has it now.

"Boy, you wait!" watched as several monks fled in confusion, one of whom had not forgotten to pick up his arm on the ground.

"Brother Zeng Xian, you are so amazing!" Xiao Shi blinked his big black eyes with a look of adoration.

"You still dare to say, wait until I report this matter to Lord Zi, and see if you will be grounded!"

"Brother Zeng Xian, don't tell my brother, I won't dare in the future!" The little stone pulled the corner of Zeng Xian's clothes, and begged pitifully, he was a troublemaker, I don't know how many times Lu Dao was caught by Zhuzi, Yan Lao Wu and others, all of them were this pitiful appearance.

Zeng Xian was dizzy, and he was dizzy and defeated after a while, so he had to nod and say, "Okay, I won't tell Master Zi this time, you can go back quickly." ”

"Brother Xie Zengxian!" Xiao Shi replied loudly, turned around and ran away, but he didn't know where this little guy had gone, looking like that, it didn't look like he was going home obediently.

Zeng Xian stood in place for a while, and suddenly shook his head helplessly.

A cold wind blew, and Zeng Xian realized that his body was covered with dust and blood, and he came to the river, took off his coat, and swayed in the water.

The robe was made of the finest materials, and under his vigorous rubbing, the blood suddenly melted into the water, leaving only a few ugly marks.

There seemed to be something in his heart, dissolved in the water, and gradually disappeared.

Everything just now was like a dream, indescribable, and extremely unreal.

However, the spiritual power that is drumming in his body is real, and the wounds that have been scabbed or even healed are real, and this powerful self-healing ability shows that his strength has surpassed his previous self and reached a new level.

He twisted his clothes and draped the wet clothes over his body, the cold clothes made him more sober, but his body spontaneously worked, and instantly the moisture on his clothes steamed out, he washed his face, smoothed his hair, and immersed himself in his own thoughts.

Perhaps, there is no turning back, when Chu Zi Baifeng said, "Since you have decided to follow me, you can't betray again".

In his mind, he was trampled on the ground by three monks, screaming garbage one by one.

For a while, it will be a scene of his own majesty and killing.

After a while, he burst with confidence, as if he really had that ethereal arrogance.

After a while, I felt that I was a failure, and an unspeakable sense of frustration was entangled in my heart.

He had never felt this feeling of confusion before, and it seemed that he had felt it a long time ago.

When I first embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, I felt that I wanted to believe it, but I couldn't believe it.

He didn't know that this kind of psychology was a kind of self-preservation instinct, worrying that he would not be able to accomplish great goals, setting up an obstacle for himself, and making excuses for his failures.

The great successful will break through this obstacle, while the mediocre will only fall here again and again.

He walked in a daze, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I'm a person who can't even pay back the money I owe to others, can I really be arrogant?"

yes, it's impossible, it's just a person like me, it's just a person like me.

Peddler.

The small sect came out.

A bleaching.

has escaped the aura tax several times, and it is estimated that he has been blacklisted.

You can't even decide your own future.

What else to expect?

At this moment, Zeng Xian heard a voice: "Please, I will definitely make up enough for the aura tax this month, please, give me another chance......"

It's the sound of a flute.

Zeng Xian looked up, and saw that the three officers of the Prison Department were surrounding Di Chong, and Di Zhong was like a hare surrounded by hunting dogs, screaming in despair, and when he saw Di Chong, Di Zhong also saw him.

Like a person who was about to drown desperately grasping on to a straw, Di Zhong stretched out his hand to him and said loudly: "Brother Zeng, Brother Zeng, lend me some jade, I don't want to be driven out of Xijing......"

Zeng Xian subconsciously turned around and wanted to leave, he didn't want to be kicked out of Xijing as well, he had already escaped the aura tax several times.

I'm sorry, I can't help you, Dizhong......

At that moment, what arrogance and self-confidence were shattered by the cruel reality.

He's just a drift cultivator, a drift cultivator that everyone can step on, and those three servants are not even monks, they can force them to almost kneel.

"Hey, it's Brother Zeng Xian. One of the three officers wondered.

Hearing his title, Zeng Xian was a little puzzled, and after a closer look, this person was indeed familiar.

"Brother Zeng Xian, you don't know me, I'm Xiao Zhang of the Prison Division, and I'm the one who followed Deputy Shi Xun. There was a slight stammering hint in the officer's smile.

As soon as he said this, Zeng Xian recognized this person, there was indeed such a small errand officer by the side of Deputy Shi Xun, when he was escorting Qi Xunzheng with them, he was very diligent when he ran before and after.

"It turned out to be you, Brother Zhang. Zeng Xian's self-confidence seems to have vaguely returned.

"Brother Zeng Xian, what's the matter, you got into a fight with someone?" Seeing that Zeng Xian's body was a little dirty, Zhang Chashou asked, "If you fight, call our brothers!"

"I did something for my lord. Zeng Xiandao, he is not lying, I don't know what Lu Dao is for, after he came back with confidence, his intelligence slowly returned, and the panic just now disappeared.

"Brother Zeng Xian, do you know this Dizhong?" asked Zhang Chajun carefully.

"It's a friend of mine. Zeng Xian nodded and said.

"Look, it's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Zhang Chashou scratched his head embarrassedly, reached out and pulled up the flute that was on the ground, patted the dirt on his body for him, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Di, you said earlier that you knew Brother Zeng Xian, this is not misunderstood, isn't it?"

After speaking, he said to another errand officer beside him: "Send a temporary household registration to Brother Di, so that there will be brothers who don't know the way in the future." ”

After speaking, he chatted with Zeng Xian for a long time, and then he confessed and left.

Zeng Xian stood there, watching the three servants go into the corner, kick open the door of a room, and carry a shivering monk out of the house like a rabbit, and spontaneously had an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"Brother Zeng...... Xie Lu, thank you......" Seeing that Di Zhong was holding the ordinary white book tightly with both hands, and was about to kneel down gratefully, Zeng Xian suddenly felt excited.

The two people who sang about wine and lived happily were both dead at this time.

It's just that he has been reborn, what about Dizhong? Can he be reborn? Where is the torch that can light the fire of his rebirth?

Zeng Xian suddenly had no desire to speak, he patted Di Chong's shoulder and said, "It's good to do it yourself." ”

Only then did he realize that he didn't know when the Dao began, and he no longer belonged here.

They are already two worlds.

Zeng Xian turned around and strode away, the shabby robe, but there was a different taste of unruliness.

As he walked, he suddenly let go of his voice and began to sing.

It was a strange song I heard from Zi Baifeng, I can't say whether it was heroic or pathetic, he once wondered why Zi Baifeng had such an understanding at such a young age.

Today, I suddenly realized.

"I'm in decline.

Scattered life, scattered travel, only a few remaining!

The white hair hangs down three thousand feet, and he laughs at everything in the world.

What is it that can make the public happy?

I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.

Affection and appearance, slightly similar.

A statue scratching his head in the east window.

Thinking about the poem "Stopping the Clouds", the flavor at this time.

Jiang Zuo is a person who seeks fame, how can he know the turbidity of the mash?

Looking back, the clouds are flying and the wind is rising.

I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients and I don't see them.

Those who know me, the second and third sons. ”

Singing all the way, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Zeng Xian went crazy.

In the cracks of the door, in the courtyard wall, in the woods, I don't know how many drifting cultivators peeked at Zeng Xian singing through the city like this, they envied Zeng Xian's heroism, doubted Zeng Xian's publicity, and were surprised by Zeng Xian's perception, but they didn't dare to rush out of the road and chase Zeng Xian away.

In this world, there are always many things that bind people, making people dare not pursue the right things, and dare not let go of everything to pursue.

I can only look at others in the crack of the door, envious, jealous, and hateful.

Coming to the back door of Zhizheng Courtyard, Zeng Xian knocked on Zi Baifeng's door for the first time.

The door opened almost immediately.

Zi Baifeng stood behind the door, Xiaoshi hid behind him, and when he saw Zeng Xian, Zi Baifeng smiled: "Good man Zeng Xiaoxian, you are finally back." ”20023335.html

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