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A vague man in a blue robe, with a light body, walked into the courtyard without making a sound, this person was Qin Tian who had returned from outside, perhaps for fear of waking up the resting person.

Suddenly, a faint light shot out of a blue hut and reflected on the papier-mâché curtains, and though the white light was faint, it was very dazzling in the dark night.

"Fellow Daoist Wen Ziran, the loss of divine consciousness is so great, he is not resting at this moment, it seems that he is urging some kind of spiritual weapon, or cultivating some kind of divine power"

Qin Tian stopped, frowned slightly, looked suspicious, and looked at the blue hut with a pair of uncertain eyes, feeling confused in his heart, and muttered to himself.

The sound was as small as a mosquito, and even in this quiet night, it was indistinct, and I wanted to find out, and tiptoed towards the blue hut.

Walking to the window, a pair of eyes looked up and down, found nothing, stretched out a futon hand, wanted to see what was going on, but suddenly stopped the sound and hesitated.

"There is some kind of prohibition set up in this room, if you knock on the door late at night, it seems a little presumptuous, I really don't know what Wen Ziran is doing in the middle of the night, forget it, I will have time to explore the wind on another day."

Qin Tian clenched his fists and slapped them on his palms, as if he had made up some kind of determination, suppressing the curiosity in his heart, and muttered in his heart.

Then he walked towards the green hut, and a pair of eyes glanced back from time to time, looking a little indignant, and with a stick of incense, he disappeared into the courtyard.

In the blue hut, Wen Ziran was urging the treasure mirror, sitting respectfully on the stool, the treasure mirror was suspended in the air, and the white light was swirling, reflecting the dim room.

Suddenly, a ray of light refracted down, and an old man with fairy wind bones vaguely appeared, his expression was radiant and otherworldly, sitting cross-legged on the futon, this person was the Star Palace Venerable.

"Ziran, the deity asked you to follow this son's side, but you found something?"

The corners of Zunshang's mouth moved slightly, and a pair of eyes exuded a deep gaze, which was unpredictable, and he brushed the pale scum, and said a little leisurely.

"Master, the disciple found that this son was a little heroic, and when he encountered a strong enemy, he did not abandon the burden, and fled alone, but took charge ———alone (omitting a thousand words here), but the disciple didn't understand, why was the anger so heavy, obviously his hands were covered with blood"

Wen Ziran truthfully told Qin Tian's master, what he saw and heard, to the Venerable, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"There are some things about Ziran, you may not be able to understand, the sect where this son is located, the resources are poor, looking for opportunities everywhere, if it is not for the blood on his hands, I am afraid that he would have fallen, continue to follow this son, the deity found that the crack of the Heavenly Destiny Stone did not continue to spread, this is a good sign"

Zun Shang smiled knowingly, and took out a piece of crystal clear, pure and flawless, emitting a faint white light like jade, but it was covered with dense cracks, which was the Heavenly Destiny Stone.

"The disciple obeyed the master's orders and followed this person's side, and the Heavenly Destiny Stone did not continue to spread the crack, which is a good sign."

Wen Ziran clasped his hands into fists and saluted, and replied respectfully.

The Mandate of Heaven Stone is a hundred years of life divination, and the rift represents the disaster of the human race, and the rift is not spreading, indicating that the disaster of the human race only spreads at the rift.

"It is really strange for Jindan to fight against the Yuan infant stage in the early stage, it seems that the deity wants to help him and speed up the growth of this person, after all, the catastrophe will dissipate as soon as possible, so as not to continue to live in misery"

Zun Shang waved the sleeves of his robe, and a ray of light flew towards the treasure mirror, burrowing into the treasure mirror, and muttered in his heart.

Wen Ziran sat on the couch, suddenly a light flashed, the picture in front of him dissipated, grabbed the treasure mirror suspended in the air, and threw it into the storage bag.

The room, which was originally somewhat bright, was suddenly extremely dim, and he took off his cloud shoes, lay down on the couch, closed his eyes slightly, and rested.

Unconsciously, the ten days passed in a hurry, the rising sun rose from the east, the clouds were shining, the sun was shining, the sun was shaking, the sky was covered by the mist, the golden sun appeared in the clouds, and in an instant, the golden light sprinkled on the earth, the light was shining, the tide was vigorous, and the birds were singing.

A ray of golden light, through the papier-mâché window, was refracted in the hut, draped in a layer of golden brilliance, Qin Tian's eyes were closed, his legs were cross-legged and he sat on the couch, with a huge white feather inserted in front of him, radiant and radiant, exuding a pure white light.

"Knock Knock"

There was a crisp knock from the door, Qin Tian opened his originally closed eyes slightly, plucked the white feathers on the ground, and threw them into the storage ring.

Slowly stood up, moved his stiff body, and instantly heard the sound of "crackling", instantly felt extremely comfortable, seemed to be almost recovered, took light steps, slowly walked towards the door, and opened the door casually.

"Squeak"

A picture came into view, Orange Rain was standing at the door, and suddenly saw Qin Tian at this moment, his expression was stunned, and Ao Qing was standing on the side, with a fierce appearance at this time.

"Master has been in retreat for ten days in a row, and the disciple is a little worried, and he has been holding back for many days before he knocks on the door this time."

Orange Yu was slightly apologetic, perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing Qin Tian's cultivation, so he lowered his head slightly and said.

"It's okay, it's okay - it's okay"

Qin Tian was like a person who was fine, but he didn't have the slightest sense of blame, and as soon as he was halfway through his words, Ao Qing directly interrupted Qin Tian's words.

"Gu Fengmen, this crisis has not left, 100,000 urgent, it is so comfortable, sleeping on the couch, happy and free, if it is not for the orange rain to stop, I will never tolerate this crisis to sleep soundly"

Aoqing had a hint of anger, obviously having a long-standing grudge, and endured it all day, shouting at the top of her throat.

"Ancient wind gate, ancient wind gate, since it is so important, and it is too slow, why do you come to find it? Why don't you go to the rescue alone?

Qin Tian frowned slightly, revealing three lines between his eyebrows, displeased, angry, his original good mood dissipated without a trace, and said angrily.

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and left in a hurry, with a straight face, and Aoqing passed by, without the slightest memory, and saw Wen Ziran sitting on the stone bench by the pool with the jade flute, that look idle and comfortable, at ease, so three steps turned into two steps, and sat on the stone bench on the side.

"Master, it's just a trivial matter, why do you need to be so angry?

Orange Rain was anxious, didn't know what to do, and said bitterly.

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked towards Qin Tian, Aoqing stood motionless in place, as if he was thinking about something in his heart, Wen Ziran was speechless, seeing the two of them with swords and crossbows drawn, they couldn't cry or laugh, their index fingers rotated the jade flute, twisted their heads and ignored them, looking like they didn't care about themselves, hanging high.

Orange Rain pulled Aoqing's sleeve, brought Aoqing into the room, and spared no effort to persuade Aoqing, and finally appeased Aoqing.

Then he came to Qin Tian again, chattering, Wen Ziran raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a faint smile, full of interest, and thought in his heart that these two people had a conflict, but Orange Rain was the hardest, which was really staggering.

Unconsciously, two hours passed in a hurry, and Orange Yu's voice began to look a little hoarse, gasping for breath, Rou Yuyu covered her chest with her hands, and sat on the stone bench in a languid manner.

"Elder Qin, Xiao Sheng went to call Aoqing Daoist and move forward together, it's nothing more than trivial things, why bother with it, forget it when it's over."

Wen Ziran held the jade flute in his hand horizontally in his hand and said indifferently.

This line of people, obviously Wen Ziran's self-cultivation is the best, after all, he has lived in the Star Palace for a long time, and self-cultivation, if it is not a great matter, will not affect the slightest emotional fluctuations, after all, he can see lightly, but also open.

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether Qin Tian agreed or not, and walked straight towards Aoqing's hut, his feet staggering.

In fact, Qin Tian's anger has almost disappeared early, and he is nothing more than very troubled, one after another, although the trivial matters are small, they are too annoying, so he does it.

Orange Rain saw Wen Ziran leave leisurely, and pinned his hopes on Wen Ziran, after all, he had just taken great pains and gained nothing.

After about a stick of incense, I don't know what Wen Ziran and Aoqing said, the two slowly walked out of the hut and walked leisurely, and Orange Rain breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Qin, Xiao Sheng has already called Aoqing Daoist friends to go together, and he is not to blame for the past, so why should he be narrow-minded?"

Wen Ziran was calm and calm, and said calmly. From time to time, he rotated the jade flute in his hand, with a slight smile.

"Let's go to the ancient wind gate together"

Qin Tian didn't have any extra nonsense, and a few words popped out of the corners of his mouth.

After finishing speaking, he stood up and hurried out of the courtyard, his steps were steady, neither happy nor angry, which was unpredictable, and he did not know whether the anger had already dissipated, or he was still angry.

"Let's go, Sister Aoqing"

Orange Rain took Aoqing's arm and walked towards Qin Tian's back, Wen Ziran also followed when he saw this, but he felt dumb and smiled in his heart, revealing two rows of white teeth, like rhinoceros.

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