Shangyuan Realm, which is equivalent to ghost generals, Xuan Immortals, Arhats, and powerful beings like demon monarchs, is the mainstay of the monks of the Three Realms!

Stepping into the realm of Shangyuan and other realms, it can be said that you have entered the forest of the powerhouses of the Three Realms, you can compete with the sky!

For example, Shushan, one of the giants of the world, is said to have a hundred sword venerables in the heavenly palace of its cave heaven blessed land, which can also be dominated in the Shangyuan realm, and it is also the guarantee of the supremacy of Shushan, and the protector of many disciples!

It is rare to see a monk in the Shangyuan Realm, but I didn't expect to wake up and casually meet him in a remote village, and he is still an old man who weaves bamboo baskets and does not look good.

"Young man, what are you doing there!" said the old man with a straight face, showing an undisguised look of disgust, and almost told Su Xing that you were not welcome here.

I woke up for a moment, came back to my senses, looked at the old man again, and found that the old man's eyes were cloudy, the whites of his eyes were faintly yellow, and his pupils were dim, as if the whirlpool under his eyes just now was an illusion.

What's going on, could it be my delusion just now? I don't feel the fluctuations in the old man's cultivation at all

Su Xing shook his head, instantly dispelled the doubts in his heart, and was sure that the old man was a powerhouse in the Shangyuan Realm.

It's really shit luck, you can even drink yellow spring water to stuff your teeth!

Su Xing secretly slandered himself, many thoughts flashed, and said, "Old man, where is this place?"

"A remote village, but not far from Fengdu, you were picked up by my granddaughter last night. The old man who braided the bamboo said lightly, bowing his head and taking care of the bamboo basket.

Pick it up, am I something?

The corners of Su Xing's mouth twitched, and he asked politely, "Where is Qinglian?"

"My granddaughter went up the mountain to collect medicine, you can go quickly. The old man said coldly, not glancing at the awakening at all.

There was no valet gift, and the old man who made bamboo woke up directly.

"I was tired last night, say goodbye!"

Wake up and thank you, and then turn to leave. Since the host family is not welcome, why force him to stay?

There is no place to stay here, there must be a place to stay!

"Wait!" The old man suddenly raised his head, looked at Su Xing, and said without doubt, "You stay, since it was picked up by my granddaughter, it is up to my granddaughter to decide whether to stay!"

What a domineering old man!

Su Xing sneered, turned around and went back, the other party was a powerhouse in the Shangyuan Realm, and he didn't want to fight with him.

"Look, do you see it, that's the man that Qinglian girl picked up last night!"

A village woman with a sturdy body and a girdle and a pig-killing knife said that she had heard that she was killing pigs, so she hurried over.

"Wearing a big white dress, looking sick!"

"Alas, you're wrong! Look how burly he looks, and he's a dignified seven-foot man!"

Immediately, a village woman retorted.

"You're so handsome!"

"Zhang Xiaohua, you are wandering!"

"Who is profligate! Did he say three words to the stinky old braided bamboo?"

"It seems that I have a good chat with the old bamboo.,It's over.,It's over! The old bamboo.,It won't mean that."

"Hey, he's out!"

"Sure enough, he looks very handsome!"

"After a thousand cuts, your heart is also rippling!Ah, you are really handsome!"

"My family's iron pillar is out of play. ”

"It's been a long time since we got out of the show!

"Wow, Lao Weaving Bamboo stopped him, and he smiled, so handsome! No, he and Lao Weaving Bamboo get along so well, it is estimated that it will be successful. ”

"The rhythm of drinking joyful wine!"

A group of village women stood on the slope of the dirt, pointing at the bamboo house, shouting non-stop, and some of them were even thinking about marrying their daughter to Xingxing.

How did they know that the old man who woke up and braided bamboo had a strong smell of gunpowder, and almost didn't burn with "dry firewood"!

"The bamboo strip is not right!" the old man who braided the bamboo glanced at the awakening, brushed out a bamboo strip and pumped it on the back of the awakening hand.

Awakening, the corner of his eyes jumped, after he was stopped by the old man who made bamboo, he wanted to weave a bamboo basket with the old man who made bamboo, and he would be smoked if he made a mistake.

I'm not wronged

Awakened speechlessly, crying silently in his heart, the old man who braided the bamboo not only had a bad temper, but also ruthlessly, and pulled out the red bars on the back of the awakened hand, what kind of concept is this!

"The skin is quite thick. ”

Wake up and vaguely hear the whispers of the old man who weaves bamboo, and almost go crazy and drop the bamboo basket.

How can there be a pump, and you still dislike the thick-skinned!

Wake up the grief and indignation in my heart, I was caught by the coolies, I had to be pumped, and I had to be wronged, and I couldn't help but leave two lines of tears.

Fortunately, Qinglian came back early, picked some wild vegetables from the mountains, and prepared breakfast.

"Grandpa, hey, weird, you're awake!" Qinglian carried a bamboo basket and returned with a full load, with a smile on her pretty face, facing the rising sun, her pretty face was red and fluttering, delicate and beautiful.

"Ahem, come back to your senses, come back to your senses!" The old man coughed dryly, and saw that Qinglian was expressionless.

This old man is also so cold to his granddaughter?!

Su Xing glanced at the old man who continued to weave bamboo, thought to himself, and involuntarily retracted his hand into his sleeve.

"I'll pick some herbs for you, and I'll put them on for you later." Qinglian was accustomed to it, and after greeting her grandfather affectionately, she came to Su Xing's side with a smile.

The quiet lotus fragrance wafts by, and the green lotus skirt dances, like a butterfly that falls on the lotus, beautiful and delicate.

She moved lightly, circled around the awakening, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I don't need herbs, I can still get out of bed and walk!" Su Xing said with a smile, and then glared at the old man who braided the bamboo fiercely.

"Hmph, as long as the hand is not broken, the bamboo basket can be made!" the old man replied coldly.

Qinglian smiled, stood on tiptoe slightly, and whispered in the awakened ear: "Weird, don't look at grandpa's fierce spirit, in fact, his heart is very good." He never talks to people he is not used to, and although talking to you is prickly, it shows that he likes you. ”

"Qinglian, stay away from him!" the old man scolded in a low voice, a look of dissatisfaction on his wrinkled old face.

"Yes, yes. Qinglian jumped back lightly, smiled at Su Xing and Grandpa, and ran away happily, and then there was a sound like a yellow bird chirping.

"Grandpa, weirdo, I'm going to make breakfast, and I have bamboo shoots and meat buns this morning. ”

"What's the noise in the early morning!, and don't be too greasy with the meat buns!" shouted the old man who braided the bamboo.

Su Xing nodded, looked at Qinglian's disappearing back, immediately smiled, and said coldly to the old man: "You have a good granddaughter!"

"I can't envy it!" the old man disdainfully said indifferently.

"Hmph!" Su Xing snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves back to the room.

For some reason, the old man who made up the bamboo was so excessively about the awakening before, "exploiting" and "oppressing" the awakening, but the awakening was not angry. But when he saw that the old man was cold and even mean to his granddaughter Qinglian, he was a little angry.

"There is such a grandfather in the world!" he woke up and sat down on the bed angrily.

Then he remembered that when he was a child, wasn't he also an orphan?

Some sad, so sad that I wanted to cry.

Su Xing laughed at himself, thinking that some parents are still like this, not to mention Qinglian's grandfather, as the old man who braided the bamboo said, "I can't envy it"!

This is fate, very helpless and cruel, but I have to admit that it is predestined, and I can't think of changing it if I want to, so I can only accept it.

"Life?" Awakening's eyes narrowed, and suddenly they opened, bursting with essence.

"What about my life? My life is up to me! I can't change it by nature, but we can change it the day after tomorrow, but we can't change it the day after tomorrow, and there is a big day after tomorrow! If it doesn't work, there will be a big day after tomorrow! If it doesn't work, there will be the rest of my life!"

"Damn, Master Su, I'll you for the rest of my life!

Suddenly, he woke up and was filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly felt indignant and rebellious against an inexplicable existence in heaven and earth, indescribable, he just felt uncomfortable, as if there was something that bound him, and bound every life that existed between heaven and earth!

What is that? Wake up and don't know the way, he only knows the way, he has something to do with that inexplicable and even non-existent existence!

"Haha

Suddenly, the sound of laughter shook the bamboo house, echoing the whole back mountain, simple and clean, not laughing at jokes, nor winning the lottery or happy things to laugh, it was from the heart, laughing from the inside out.

In other words, inappropriately, it is a nervous, inexplicable smirk.

"Neurotic!"

The old man whispered, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pulled up.

"Inexplicable!"

The old man who braided the bamboo suddenly put down the bamboo basket in his hand, stretched out his hand and forcibly smoothed out a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was gloomy!

Qinglian was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, happily humming an unknown tune, cutting into cubes the bamboo shoots that emerged from the ground after the rain, and when she heard the sound of waking up and laughing, she raised her pretty face and showed the same simple smile.

The village woman was still arguing about Qinglian and Awakening, and she was able to argue for a day, and then she got the answer that they were a natural pair.

At this time, the village women's ears also echoed with the sound of awake laughter, arguing and arguing, and Bian Ha Ha Da Lu laughed.

"Zhang Xiaohua, call you Lang!"

"Wang Cuihua, you are a wave!

At this moment, most of the people in this remote village raised their heads with smiles on their faces, and this is the contagious power of laughter!

After a hearty laugh, he woke up and sat cross-legged, unconsciously excreting the resentment and other feelings in his heart, and his heart was like a mirror table, and he didn't need to be carefully wiped and spotless.

Bodhi has no tree, and the heart is like a mirror. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?

"Since the world is unfair, and birth is not equal, why complain? If you simply fight and give it a go, you may be able to hold the throat of fate! Think about it, this seems to be a sure-fire deal," Su Xing whispered.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, as if something had broken out of the shell, and the awakened heavenly soul was crystal clear, and the pure nian leaves were swaying and shining.

The next moment, the heavenly soul that was like the crown of a tree only produced a few dozen nian leaves, and suddenly dozens of new sprouts emerged and grew into new nian leaves.

When he woke up, his forehead was as bright as a jade arm, and his ghost thoughts increased several times, and he immediately woke up and understood that he had encountered such a good thing as an epiphany.

The soul that gives birth to changes does not know the heavens, and even the soul of life has it, just like the soul of the trunk of a tree rippling round and round of ripples, the seven nine sixty-three seven spirit chakras slowly rotate, and the condensed ghost element gradually spreads in the range of the soul of life.

Wake up and know that the bottleneck of the realm of ghost officials is broken, as long as there is enough yin qi or ghost yuan to fill the range of life and soul, the triple ghost official is a matter of course.

However, it can be imagined how big the gap between the realm of ghost officials and the realm of ghost pawns is, it is simply a world of difference.

The realm of ghost pawns is only to condense the chakras and gather ghost qi within the range of the seven spirits, and they can't even use ghost magic, so they can only barely urge low-level ghost weapons.

And the realm of ghost officials condenses the ghost element that is more powerful than the ghost qi, and it has to fill the human soul (life soul), earth soul and heavenly soul that are more huge than the seven spirits, and the leap in quantity and quality is comparable to the realm of non-ghost pawns.

According to the common sense of the Three Realms, the realm of ghost pawns is definitely not the opponent of the realm of ghost officials, and awakening is one of the few demons, and it is no longer within common sense.

Of course, it is not without reason that he is so powerful that he is a demon, he is a meritorious soul that is more powerful than ordinary souls, and he has not seen him for ten thousand years, so it can be said that he is one of the best qualifications in ghost cultivation!

Moreover, the awakening condenses seventy-nine and sixty-three chakras, and the seven spirits are of great perfection, which has never been seen before, and it is difficult for anyone to come after.

The other ghosts condense one chakra, but awaken and condense nine!

(Since the world is unfair, and birth is not equal, but why complain? Just fight and give it a go, maybe you can choke the throat of fate! Think about it, this seems to be a sure deal)