Chapter 142 is as sad as the wind

The spring breeze is slightly cold, the peach blossoms are flying, the Huawu is located out, the figures are in a hurry, and thousands of people are happy for one person.

Rushing out of the sudden appearance of a human figure, spreading a mask, the vicissitudes of life and desolation, tears at the tips of the eyes, but the young man has an old age, white clothes in rags, cool dampness, dirty pollution, bleak clothing, fleeing beggars, desolate out of a little pity.

The aroma of the silver plate delicacies is strong, the gold bottle is brewed with jasper, the jade face is delicate and lazy, and the spring breeze is not awakened. In the splendid and splendid house, a pretty lady looked at the delicious food on the whole table, her eyes were in a trance, as if she had not woken up from her deep sleep, but the charm of the spring breeze was revealed.

"You, why, why," a sudden voice came in, with a crying voice, all kinds of inopportune things in the ragged white spring breeze, the man's tears, igniting the moisture in the spring breeze, and the cold wind bringing the coolness of the wine.

"What is why, what is done is done, the rules of the family, the mustard life, lost is lost," the peach blossoms rose and fell, with an impatient tone, squinting, awake or not, the fragrance is still the same, sitting is still sitting, standing or standing, delicate or delicate, ragged or ragged.

"They have left, they have left, why can't they be let go, why can't they be let go. "The black hair is covered, the crimson is blood-red, the roar is sad and helpless, the ragged white robe is still worn on the body even if it is ragged, and the things that cannot be given up can never be abandoned.

"Weeds have roots, spring breezes regenerate, grass must have the consciousness of grass, and when you enter the realm of the field, you must have the consciousness of death. The peach blossom red lips bit out a dead word heavily, the spring breeze trembled, and the delicate face moved, and the horror drawn in the beauty was even more terrifying.

"You, you, ah. The index finger trembled, the muscles on his face pulled, the ragged white robe was torn apart, the young man leaned back sadly, and cried loudly, and the cuckoo cried and the blood ape wailed.

"Go out, this is the place where you should come to sprinkle, the rules of the family, you have to say more. He opened his eyes violently, his face moved angrily, his voice was angry, and the spirit snake roared.

"Haha, the rules of the family, the rules of the family, I hurt them, I hurt them, self-righteous mercy, but it is a sharp blade that harms people, I, hehe. With an angry smile, the white robe was torn open in several places in a row, the young man trembled as if he was sifting chaff, laughing miserably, the corners of his mouth were red, and he walked towards the courtyard without a step.

Holding on to the door wall and stumbling, his steps at the door were crooked, his body leaned, and he rolled down, tearing off a white shirt with a few peach blossoms on it.

"The dirty white cloth and the delicate peach blossoms really don't match, they really don't match. Staggered up, looking at the white cloth stained with peach blossoms, the young man's eyes flowed with sadness, and he said madly.

"Get out" There was a shout in the gorgeous house, and a gold bottle was thrown straight out and smashed into the boy's face.

"Hehe" The young man sneered, without any sparkle in his eyes, like a puppet outside a flying object, without thoughts and feelings. Intentional or instinctive, the young man reached out and grabbed the gold bottle, but the wine was spilled on his face, the black hair covering his face was dyed black, and the peach blossom mud was washed away.

Xuan is like a flowing wind, sad like the wind, the white-clothed young man on the stage played here, the tune stopped in a turn, and Meng Yu Wang Yun, who was immersed in it, opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the Bai Yi boy who put away the Xuanqin, his eyes were a little moist, for the miserable young man in the sound of the piano, for the suffering of the family connected by the common disease.

As usual, after receiving the Xuanqin, the young man in white did not wait, and he just left, without the teleportation of the space lock, it was just a special body method, but the speed was not slower than their use of the space lock.

The white clothes of the Kunlun sect represent the inner disciples, and they are also a manifestation of the cultivation of the earth immortals.

The young man who played the piano, dressed in white, everyone present understood the identity of the other party, the inner disciples, for them now, although it is a close distance, it is also an unattainable height, or a year, or ten years, or a lifetime of unattainable distance.

The delicate faces, it seems that the age difference is not far from them, but the cultivation has already reached the realm of earth immortals, such qualifications, ten years later, or even longer, what kind of point should they reach, they can't help but be in awe.

The world of cultivating immortals is a world of the strong, the rules are in the hands of the strong, cultivation determines the right, and the resources are always inclined to the strong. Among the sects, if you want to obtain enough resources for cultivation, you must have the potential to become a strong person, otherwise you can only linger at the bottom, watching the strong become stronger and the weak struggle.

There are only three kinds of potential for the strong that are generally recognized in the immortal cultivation world, qualifications, luck, and birth. Qualifications determine the speed of cultivation breakthroughs, and they are linked to achievements, although the current first-class qualifications in the immortal cultivation realm cannot appear due to the lack of the origin of the spiritual energy of the Divine Land, there are still a lot of second- and third-class qualifications, compared to other cultivators, it is much easier for these people to break through the Earth Immortal Realm.

Luck is a cumbersome thing, you can't see it, you can't touch it, it's ethereal, but it suddenly appears, but it will bring about earth-shattering changes, just like the change of "sitting in Tianzitang for Tian Shelang Xi" once a change, it will completely change a person's life, and it is the most unstable one among the three factors that become strong, but it is often the one that has achieved the most.

Birth represents the inheritance, the immortal cultivator with the inheritance itself has a huge immortal cultivation resources, the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoy the shade, it is much easier to achieve higher and longer than other immortal cultivators who start from scratch, even if the qualifications are mediocre, as long as they do not strive to surpass their ancestors, it is also very possible to reach the height of their ancestors.

The young man in white is at a young age, he is the realm of earth immortals, and he is also assigned by the sect to know the basic cultivation of their spells, and the sect's attention is one aspect, and the side also reflects that the young man in white has good qualifications in spell cultivation.

Spell cultivation has always been the most difficult part of cultivating immortals, most of the spells are cultivated after the breakthrough, and the opportunity of the breakthrough is taken to have an epiphany and learn a thing or two, and other times the learning is often half the effort, and it is obtained. It is conceivable how difficult it is to cultivate spells, and the young man in white has good qualifications in cultivating spells, which shows that his qualifications for cultivating immortals are really extraordinary.

Those who can enter the Kunlun sect and become outer disciples, maybe some people will be a little arrogant, but they are not stupid, they understand who can not be offended, and they know that the outer body cultivator is a Tsing Yi outer disciple, under the same identity, many people may complain and complain, but they dare not dare to be a white-clothed disciple of the inner door with an identity in a high place, maybe this is the world of the strong.