The sun rises and the earth is right, and the morning dawn is brilliant.

After Zhu Zhenying opened her eyes, her face was full of tiredness, and she subconsciously still wanted to sleep back, but as soon as she gritted her teeth and twisted her arm, most of her sleepiness disappeared, and she got up quickly, opened the door and saw a person.

The reason why she was so in good spirits was that last night she saw Chen Qingniu inexplicably carrying a chair and sitting in the courtyard, with her hands folded on her abdomen, and the old monk settled down.

Zhu Zhenying was stunned and peeked at the window for a long time, but he didn't feel bored, which was amazing.

Later, she really couldn't bear the eyelids and fight, so she fell asleep on the bed in a daze, and she couldn't sleep soundly, she only remembered a thrilling dream, but she couldn't remember anything after waking up, which was strange.

Zhu Zhenying trotted to the dresser, took a self-portrait in the mirror, and cleaned up for more than half an hour before getting up and going out.

Chen Qingniu opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and stretched his waist, compared to Zhu Zhenying's haggard expression, Chen Qingniu was extremely radiant.

The sun rises over the East China Sea, and the sun shines like a tide on the vast land, slowly advancing from east to west.

When Chen Qingniu turned her head and just saw the moment the light brushed Zhu Zhenying's body, she had a face as delicate as a flower, of course, Chen Qingniu couldn't help but move her gaze downward, this Honghu County Lord gave birth to a pair of invincible long legs, even if it was a tall Mrs. Fan, she was slightly inferior here.

Among all the women Chen Qingniu knew, the opponent who could be comparable to it was probably the female ghost in red hiding in the bamboo forest. The phoenix crown and the xiaxia veil, the red scarf covering, the red dress and the red satin embroidered shoes, I really don't know why she is still dressed like this hundreds of years after her death.

The reason why the yin things in the world can stay in the yang world after death must meet two conditions, one is that there is an obsession in the heart when you die, and it is the kind of strong emotions that linger in the heart, and it is condensed into qi at the time of dying, the so-called death of the common people is not blind, that is, the deceased person still has a little residual vitality has not fallen, but if it is only like this, the soul is still detained in the so-called underworld, but it takes more time, and a crucial condition needs to be met, that is, he has the ability to practice before his death, and he has not realized it, even if he has touched the threshold of cultivation through various opportunities, but he has not gone deeper。

The reason is very simple, the human body is like a quarry, and the cultivation of human beings is just like building a foundation with stones, so as to build a house out of thin air for the Danying Yuan Shen to inhabit in it, the deeper the practice, the more mining, the formation of a cave-like scene, only supported by the body bones, the practitioner, if he cannot fly to liberation, then the monk to his own body "quarrying" Once it dies, it is tantamount to the foundation of the house crumbling in an instant, and you can pick up the stars in the sky, and if you have tens of thousands of buildings, they will collapse and turn into powder, so the dust will return to the dust, and everything will return to heaven and earth. On the contrary, those who have the qualifications to practice but do not have the opportunity to be lucky, and who are unwilling to return to the chaotic realm where everything is over, may squeeze into a kind of mysterious realm that Taoism calls a return to the basics in an instant, and get the slightest chance to linger.

If the soul hangs alone in the gap between yin and yang, it has to transcend the freedom of life and death, and is tormented by the scorching sun and wind.

Among them, there is no classic record of the taste.

Chen Qingniu stretched out a hand towards Zhu Zhenying, "Help you take the pulse." ”

Zhu Zhenying blinked, her pretty face slightly red.

Chen Qingniu suddenly twisted his wrist, his hand grasped the fist, as if he was stretching his muscles and bones at will, when Zhu Zhenying held back his shame and stretched out his hand, Chen Qingniu's fist hand patted her wrist lightly, which made Zhu Zhenying startled, Chen Qingniu soon began to take the pulse, and his face gradually became solemn.

Zhu Zhenying knew that this great immortal master of the Guanyin Sect had great magical powers, probably because of her preconceived ideas, in her mind, it was a land immortal like Lu Fazhen who was respected by her father, and it was not as difficult as Chen Qingniu's spells.

Chen Qingniu sighed, slightly increasing the strength of his fingers, so that Zhu Zhenying could clearly feel the temperature of his fingertips increasing, from warm to hot.

Zhu Zhenying was a little stunned and panicked, could it be that he had an incurable disease that the royal doctor of the palace could not see?

Chen Qingniu suddenly smiled, "Congratulations, county lord...... Bun in the oven. ”

Zhu Zhenying was stunned.

Chen Qingniu laughed and quipped: "Look at you, it may not be a boy." ”

The dignified county lord was teased like this, Zhu Zhenying was annoyed and ashamed, stared, stomped his feet and twisted his waist, and turned around and left in a hurry.

Xie Shiji sat on the steps outside the house, wiped the half of the spear, and lowered his head and smiled.

Chen Qingniu picked up the chair and looked at the room next to Zhu Zhenying, a blurred shadow in the window immediately disappeared, Chen Qingniu shouted: "Boy, give you a stick of incense to prepare, hurry up and come out to worship the teacher! If you are in a good mood as a teacher, you may be rewarded with a few artifacts of merit as a gift for accepting apprentices." ”

The boy in the wing room made a white-eyed grimace.

Chen Qingniu thought about it, put down the chair, sat north to south, and shouted again: "Boy, it's neat, there will be no store after this village, be careful of regretting your intestines!

As he spoke, Chen Qingniu symbolically brushed his knees with the backs of his hands, as if dusting off some dust could add weight and solemnity to this apprenticeship.

To tell the truth, the guy who just goes on the pole and asks someone to worship him as a teacher, whether it is the Xianjia Dongtian who does not eat the fireworks of the world, or the literary world Shilin or the Jianghu martial arts, it is rare to see it anywhere.

Chen Qingniu is in a hurry.

Serving tea and water, washing and cooking, and being willing to be a cow and a horse, even looking at his eyes, full of admiration and respect, as if to say, the master of heaven and earth is the greatest.

In addition to the apprentice, take a maid, grind the red sleeves and add fragrance by hand, Chen Qingniu does not have the ability and bones of vassal elegance, but knocking on the shoulder, pinching the back and rubbing the legs, after all, it is okay, it is finally served by others, not by others, how good.

Then this trip down the mountain is the most coveted fairy day, even if you live!

If it is known by other immortal masters who have achieved cultivation, I am afraid that they will be spurned and ridiculed, and they are already a human being, but they only have ambitions the size of a grain of rice, and they are ashamed to be a great husband and a cultivator.

The boy yawned, and Youzai walked out of the house, but he even carried the bag on his back, and God knows if he would have to hold it in his arms when he slew.

He didn't walk down the steps, and after standing still, he looked at Chen Qingniu with the eyes of a fool, "Hey, do you really want to take me as an apprentice?"

Chen Qingniu said angrily: "For you, an apprentice who has not passed the door, for the sake of the master, he fought to the death of the number one immortal of the domain, and almost broke the entire Liangzhou City, and you asked me if I wanted to accept you as an apprentice?

The young man didn't care about the guy's braggadocio and didn't make a draft, so he fought back angrily: "You just kicked a donkey when you were a child!"

Chen Qingniu beckoned: "Don't talk nonsense, it's important to apprentice." ”

The boy took a step back, "You say, are you coveting what I have in my bag?!"

Chen Qingniu grinned, so angry that his heart hurt.

I thought that this seat took several treasures from the Guanyin Sect, and scavenged those items at the bottom of the box from the Prime Minister Sect, and now the family has a big business, and the leg hair is thicker than your arm, and you still care about the tattered belongings in your bag?

Chen Qingniu, who was already in a bad mood, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and sat lazily on the eaves in a dazzling red dress, and the red dress finally couldn't hide the pair of exquisite embroidered shoes. Although Chen Qingniu couldn't see through the look on his face behind the red scarf, he knew that the female ghost was ridiculing him with his knees.

One person, one ghost. One person bathed in sunlight, squinting and looking up. One sat at the mouth of the well, looking down indifferently.

Sure enough, this Yuan Jiapu has a lot of mysteries, just one night, and the yin qi on her body that was worn out by the well characters under the old locust tree last night has been restored, and even the surplus is still overflowing.

An ordinary bamboo forest, not to mention thousands of bamboos, even if millions of green bamboos are as dense as the sea, and the yin ghosts and ghosts have been cultivating in it for several years, they are still far from being able to accumulate such amazing benefits.

Liangzhou Yuanjiapu, planting 20,000 or 30,000 bamboos.

Undoubtedly, the truth lies in the word "beauty" in the eyes of the world.

At this moment, Chen Qingniu became more and more determined to have an idea, this place should not stay for a long time.

The germination of this heart began when he first saw the old master Gao Linlian on the boat of Shanghulou.

Why did Chen Qingniu recruit young people so childishly before, on the surface, it seemed to be a good move, as if it was just a casual and boring joke, but at the end of the day, Chen Qingniu didn't feel that something was wrong, just as the so-called golden wind was not moved, and the cultivators in the world, such as the Qi Shi of Qin Tianjian, were the most sensitive to the flow of luck between heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, major dynasties, and giant cities, which was the general trend. Qi practitioners, after they really enter the house, their perception of the blessing and misfortune before they are about to come is also extraordinary.

The female ghost didn't know why, and she was about to speak.

But at the same time, Chen Qingniu had also retracted his gaze, and with a rare solemn expression, he stood up from the chair.

He glanced at the boy and smiled.

The fate has arrived, and the points are not yet full.

If you use the words of the market, it is eight feet in your life, and you don't want to ask for a zhang.

Fortunately, cultivators are already walking against the sky, and they are disobedient people who break the rules of heaven, so the remaining two feet may not be able to be asked. It's just that when to ask, where to ask, and how to ask, there are big questions about the university.

The boy was stunned.

He scratched his head, feeling a little inexplicable.

The female ghost sitting on the eaves sighed softly, she was originally kind, but she never wanted to help, and she inevitably felt guilty.

Chen Qingniu thought about it, walked to Xie Shiji's side, and asked her to do something.

Xie Shiji hesitated after hearing this, as if he was worried that he would encounter a natural or man-made disaster on the side of the mansion, Chen Qingniu smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's not difficult for me to save my life now, I can hold you back and forth." ”

Xie Shiji rose from the ground, like a rainbow on the ground, in broad daylight, from the small courtyard of Yuan Jiapu to the side of Shanghu, a strong wind puffed up all over the yard, and the young man hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his face.

The young man opened his eyes and was shocked, under the swift step of the burly maid, the bluestone slabs in a radius of one foot had been shattered!

In the rivers and lakes that can still be controlled by the imperial court, the highest praise that the people in the rivers and lakes can give to those martial arts masters who stand at the pinnacle is to say that those great masters can be slaughtered and flying around immortal figures.

This matter was ridiculed by many small dynasties or guests raised by local gate lords of a country, and it was declared to be nonsense to promote the small people.

That's probably the case, but it's not the whole story.

Pure martial arts who concentrate on cultivating their strength, do not cultivate their minds and do not practice their divine energy, compared to the earth-shaking mountains and seas pursued by qi practitioners, the former is progressing slowly, and it is far less amazing than the latter, but once he reaches the ultimate realm and becomes the legendary "endless" grandmaster who is one level higher than the great master, he dares to say that he "can be killed under the ascension", and it is definitely not the wild words of the frog at the bottom of the well!

A Realm Grandmaster who is even rarer than the land immortals, even in the face of the Great Monk, there is a saying that "the head is taken off at the snap of his fingers".