The white clouds are long, and ten years is a snap of a finger.

In the past ten years, there has not been much change in Luoou Mountain Dazhai, except for the traces of time on the house, and there is more wind and frost on people's faces.

"Mrs. Jiang, why did you come out to do the laundry in person! This kind of little thing, just let Xiaoling's girl do it!" A woman with a tiger's back and a bear's waist looked at Jiang Qingyue with a flattering face, and said with a smile.

Compared with ten years ago, Jiang Qingyue doesn't seem to have changed much, her neck is still snow-white, her hands are really slender fingers like green onions, and her whole demeanor is still the same, except for a little more mature charm and a little less purity, it seems to be more charming and moving. It's just that there always seems to be a faint sadness between the eyebrows, which makes people feel endless pity.

Jiang Qingyue smiled at the woman and said, "Aunt Hu, it's just a little thing, don't bother Xiaoling, I'll do it myself." ”

"Jiang Niangzi, your body is expensive, if you go on a business trip, the mountain lord will blame it, and we people can't afford to be guilty!" Aunt Hu said this, and shouted loudly: "Xiaoling, this girl is really getting more and more ignorant of the rules!"

Listening to Aunt Tiger talk about the mountain master, Mrs. Jiang's brows were furrowed, and a pair of eyes like cutting water showed a trace of grievance.

"Oh, I still have something to do over there, let's go first!" Aunt Tiger twisted her ass and left as she spoke. Jiang Qingyue was left stunned for a long time, and then muttered to himself: "Will he care?"

Without Aunt Tiger, the surroundings became colder, but Jiang Qingyue didn't have the heart to pay attention to these at this time, as if she was caught in a deep groan. After his face turned red for a while, he set his eyes on the mountain peak a hundred zhang away, and he didn't know that he had been in retreat for half a year this time. What will it look like?

"Jiang Niangzi, the master of the village asked me to find you, your Xiaotong and her master are here!" A young man in his twenties ran to Jiang Qingyue's side, his eyes a little evasive.

It's not that this young man is carrying some ghost fetus, but he can't help but blush when he sees this woman. Although I know that there is a big age difference with this Jiang Niangzi, but. Whenever he thought of her, he would wake up in the middle of the night. He didn't like her talking to him so old-fashioned, and he hoped that she would treat him as a man and get close to him. These are the words of the heart. He can't say it, because this is the woman of the mountain master, and he can't touch it!

Who is the mountain master, he has only seen it once from afar. But there is one thing he knows: the mountain lord must not be disobeyed. Let's take the majestic Erzhai Lord Yin Feng Xiushi a few years ago. Just because of the mountain owner's words, he had to marry the tiger aunt with the tiger's back to the family as his wife, and soon became tracheitis.

Jiang Qingyue didn't care about the warm gaze of the young man quietly passing by, Xiaotong came back, which made her gloomy mood instantly become happy. At the moment, he didn't care about anything else, and ran quickly towards his courtyard.

Jiang Qingyue's home is in the depths of Dazhai, a few bamboos. Let this ordinary home look a little dusty. Although it was only a short three-mile road, when Jiang Qingyue ran into the house. The reddish jade face gives people a bright feeling.

At this time, in her home, the four village owners of Luoou Mountain all stood cautiously in the living room, looking at Zhao Chunli sitting on the Taishi chair with respectful eyes. Ten years have passed, and there has been no mark on Zhao Chunli's body, she is still dressed so hot, and her little hand is playing with a small teacup.

"Mother, I miss you so much!" A girl dressed in purple, like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, pounced and plunged into Jiang Qingyue's arms, and whispered coquettishly. This girl looks like Jiang Qingyue seven points, but in terms of size, she is a few points taller than Jiang Qingyue, and she is a little more heroic.

Looking at her daughter, who was taller than herself, Jiang Qingyue hugged Xiaotong lovingly, and said angrily: "How old are you, you are still like a child, and you are not afraid of being laughed at by your uncles!"

Wang Wu and the others looked at the two beauties in front of them hugging each other, and their eyes were about to fall off, but in front of Zhao Chunli, they didn't dare to keep looking, so they had to turn their heads away pretending not to care.

At this time, when Jiang Qingyue said this, he hurriedly rubbed his hands and said, "That...... It's natural for children to miss their mothers, it's okay!"

"You guys get out, let's talk!" Zhao Chunli scolded with a smile, walked down from the Taishi chair, and came to Jiang Qingyue's not far away, looked Jiang Qingyue up and down, and said with a grin: "I doubt that you guy is a stone man, and he is willing to let you stay alone in the boudoir with such a pretty woman as you!"

Jiang Qingyue's face turned red, and she whispered, "Sister, Xiaotong is still here......"

"Xiaotong is not small, is it Xiaotong?" Zhao Chunli was a little unscrupulous. Xiao Tong's face was a little weird, she glanced at Zhao Chunli, and called the master a little disagreeingly.

Over the years, Jiang Qingyue has learned a lot about Zhao Chunli, and knows that although this woman speaks domineeringly, she doesn't say anything to her and Xiaotong. It is a great blessing for a daughter to be able to worship under her door. What's more, over the years, Zhao Chunli has also given her a lot of things, not to mention anything else, let's just say that she can still maintain the appearance of ten years ago, which has a lot to do with the Baihua Pill that Zhao Chunli gave her.

"Well, I'm not going to talk about it. I came here this time to meet that guy, you won't sue me, he is still in retreat until now, right?" Zhao Chunli glanced at Xiao Tong fondly, and then changed the topic.

"Mr. Fang has been in retreat for a year, and he said that there is nothing to disturb him!" Jiang Qingyue said this, with a hint of hesitation in his expression and said: "He has never been in retreat for such a long time, and he will not ......."

Jiang Qingyue didn't dare to say the next words, and Zhao Chunli immediately understood what she meant. At the moment, he chuckled and said: "You are also concerned about chaos, this guy's magic is weird, although he has not yet built a foundation, but some methods are stronger than ordinary foundation building, and a one-year retreat is ...... for him at all" Halfway through the words, Zhao Chunli's face changed!

Xiao Tong, who was beside her, couldn't help but tremble. Only Jiang Qingyue didn't seem to feel anything, she was listening carefully, and when she saw Zhao Chunli silent, she wondered, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chunli didn't say anything, but walked out of the hall quickly, looked at the mountain peak a hundred zhang away on the opposite side, and said to himself in surprise: "Build the foundation of the divine sense......! How is this possible?"

Xiao Tong followed behind Zhao Chunli, and her eyes also looked at the hill. Although she only had the cultivation of the eighth level of Qi cultivation now, she could already feel the immense power emanating from the small mountain. That mountain, Xiaotong is not unfamiliar, although she has never been up once, but in her sixteen or seventeen years of memory, that hill is definitely an indelible place. Because that hill is the place where the person retreats.

She remembered that when she was a child, what she wanted most was to let him play with her, but that person had always been closed off and had no time to spend with her, which made Xiaotong very angry and uncomfortable. Many times, she hated the hill and resented the mountain for taking him away. Since Zhao Chunli came here by chance a few years ago to visit that person, she was favored by Zhao Chunli and accepted a disciple.

I heard from the master that that person has not built a foundation, and he has not even broken through the seventh layer of Qi training, and his strange methods, especially those red and blue red beetles, give him the strength to compete with the foundation building. But now, this divine consciousness that has clearly crossed the foundation has come from the mountain, who else can it be but him? The divine consciousness flashed, and then disappeared again. Xiao Tong, who was a little apprehensive in his heart, said to Zhao Chunli anxiously: "Master, should we go and have a look?"

Zhao Chunli was much calmer than his own disciple, and said after a moment of silence: "Although I don't know what Fang Daoyou is going through, but let's go over now, it won't do him any good, let's wait a while." ”

At this moment, I heard a faint voice coming from the mountain peak: "Zhao Daoyou came from afar, I still need a day of hard work here to complete the merits, and I ask Zhao Daoyou to forgive me." ”

This voice was very peaceful, but in people's ears, it gave people an undoubted majesty, Zhao Chunli chuckled and said: "I didn't expect Fang Daoyou to actually achieve the foundation building, it's really gratifying! ”

The voice didn't sound again, which made Jiang Qingyue and Xiaotong feel a little disappointed, but hearing Fang Ling's voice finally made them put down their hearts. Jiang Qingyue, who had experienced a lot of things, invited Zhao Chunli to the living room again.

"Master, how did Fang Ling cultivate his divine sense again? Didn't you say that only a great cultivator of the foundation building could produce divine consciousness?" Xiao Tong asked in a deep voice without waiting for Zhao Chunli to sit down.

"You girl, how can you call your Uncle Fang's name directly!" Jiang Qingyue, who was adding water to Zhao Chunli's teacup, frowned and scolded softly towards her daughter.

Xiao Tong rolled his eyes at Jiang Qingyue, then grabbed Zhao Chunli's hand and said, "Master, say it quickly!"

"I can't figure out about this Fang Daoyou for the time being!" Zhao Chunli touched the lock of hair that fell on his face, and said with emotion.

At this time, Fang Ling was not unable to see Zhao Chunli, the moment he put away his divine sense, Fang Ling had already refined the last trace of gas in his body from the Three Holes Sacred Realm into his True Yuan. At this time, the true yuan, which was originally cyan, had already turned pale cyan, like a clear spring gathering in Fang Ling's dantian.

Build the pinnacle of the foundation!

In the past ten years, Fang Ling has not only refined a trace of strange gas into his true yuan, but also pushed his cultivation to the peak of foundation building.

One step further, it is Jindan!(To be continued......

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