After two days, Ji Lingsheng stopped pinching Qingyunzi, it was always a master-apprentice relationship, and it was not a matter if he looked up and looked down, and he was always so stiff. Ji Lingsheng found Qingyunzi privately and asked him how to deal with the father-daughter relationship, Qingyunzi sincerely promised that he would try his best to remedy it, and Ji Lingsheng put his mind at ease and no longer got involved.

After the annoying spring, Ji Lingsheng began to resume his thunderous climbing journey again, constantly going back and forth between the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain, and now, when he climbed back and forth, it had been reduced by half, and the progress in the accumulation of spiritual energy was limited, but the physical coordination and endurance strength had improved a lot.

After a few laps of his arm, Ji Lingsheng felt that his strength was great, and he smacked his lips and muttered confidently that Kesheng tore tigers and leopards and split gold and stones, but just thinking about it, he was not stupid enough to find a stone wall to try.

The wind and sun have had some benefits in the past year, but this is far from enough for Ji Lingsheng, who is as greedy as a hungry eagle with an empty belly, he is in a hurry, whether it is swallowing dates or gobbling up, he can only eat it in his mouth.

Lying on the bed and thinking about it for a while, Ji Lingsheng turned over and got up, ran to Qingyunzi without wearing shoes, begging Qingyunzi to pass on his supreme Taoist skills, but was dismissed by Qingyunzi with a light sentence of not being in a hurry, Ji Lingsheng was a little annoyed and came out of Qingyunzi's house.

"Auntie, what are you doing barefoot?"

"It's too hot, it's cool to be barefoot!", Ji Lingsheng stood in front of a little girl carved in pink, a pair of black jewel-like eyes opened suspiciously, when she met this little aunt, Ji Lingsheng could hide, this Qingyun Mountain, the three people outside him who didn't know the most was this little girl, there were endless ghost ideas, more cunning than him.

At the beginning, Ji Lingsheng still had a close heart to Bao'er, and was tricked by a few tricks, and after he could only be angry, he obeyed, and Ji Gongzi, who had not met an opponent in his eighteen years of life, was considered to have met an opponent, and he could only be beaten, not retaliated.

"Auntie, there's a beautiful little flower over there, you can pick it for me. Xiao Bao'er pointed to the back of the room and said eagerly, there was no inquiry in her words, it was all a commanding tone.

Ji Lingsheng glanced at the only vertical cliff on Qingyun Peak, and immediately shook his head like a rattle, joking, then he was going to pick flowers and kill himself.

Bao'er's words are the same as the words in the sage's book, they are unhearable, this is Ji Lingsheng summed up after suffering several losses, he thought that the powerless scholar and the young boy were harmless beings and animals, and he repented after capsizing in the gutter without paying attention.

The ghostly little girl is the most abrasive.

Bao'er hummed angrily, her little face immediately pursed, and threatened: "If you don't go, I'll tell Aunt Xue that you are bullying me!", Ji Lingsheng, who is used to eating this way, twitched the corner of his mouth, you go, I'll help you add oil and vinegar again.

Ji Lingsheng's expression was frivolous, he stood still in a daze, the pigtailed girl was angry, and kicked over, Ji Lingsheng dodged away, looking experienced.

Bao'er, who didn't take advantage of the slightest advantage, couldn't help but be angry, her hands were put down suddenly, Ji Lingsheng's pupils contracted, and she secretly felt bad, sure enough, Bao'er here was already crying like she had been wronged.

Ji Lingsheng rolled his eyes, and took out a puppet villain from his arms with preparation, the villain made simple materials, some cloth heads and silk threads, and the crooked eyebrows and eyes of the villain can also be seen that the artist is not ingenious, and it can be seen that this is what Ji Lingsheng did.

Bao'er stopped crying, snatched the doll, pinched her fingers on the villain's unclear face a few times, and then wiped away her willful tears, snorted angrily at Ji Lingsheng and ran away.

Ji Lingsheng let out a sigh of relief, Bao'er had a headache and was helpless for the first few times he was troubled, this time he had already prepared, and spent a night making a simple doll, which had miraculous results, and secretly laughed that this trick could be used a few more times.

After taking out the sickle from the house and practicing for a while, Ji Lingsheng felt the spiritual qi in his body flowing, like a warm current flowing through his blood and bones, stimulating infinite vitality and gushing out infinite power. Taking advantage of the strength and energy in his body, Ji Lingsheng stabbed towards the water of Natan Lake again.

Mountaineering is a pleasant thing at the beginning, the more you get to the back, the more boring it becomes, Ji Lingsheng has no patience, but he is willing to put some effort into cultivation, and he can endure hardships, looking back on the past eighteen years, Ji Lingsheng seems to enjoy having fun when he is a gentleman, but in Ji Mansion, he has slept on a hard bed that the golden jade sons refuse to touch for more than ten years, and the food is better than nothing, until Yue'er learns a good food to be considered a real improvement.

Now that there is no Bai Yue who takes care of everything for him, no nagging old man, and no father who teaches him earnestly, life seems to have lost its center of gravity, and he only walks forward by will, his shoulders are light and falling, and his steps are surprisingly heavy, but the days still have to go on, don't they?

On the cliff at the top of Qingyun Peak, Ji Lingsheng climbed on it like a spirit monkey, his body was vigorous, he could move up a large grid between his legs and hands, and if he stretched widely, there would be a crisp sound of bones in his body, and the flesh and blood on his body would have the same pain as being torn apart, Ji Lingsheng knew that when these dripping flesh and blood grew again, his physique would be a little stronger, and his future cultivation would be a little smoother.

At this time, he was on the side of the mountain, there was no direct sunlight, he was still sweating, usually he did not climb the mountain from here, this is a vertical cliff, unlike other places there are slopes, if there is no year of experience, he will never go up here.

Licking his dry lips, Ji Lingsheng was still dozens of zhang away from the top of the mountain, and he also vaguely saw a flower growing horizontally and fluttering in the wind.

When Ji Lingsheng got closer, he saw clearly, the flowers were generally gorgeous, a kind of wildflower that he couldn't name, there were ordinary roadsides, but it was rare to grow on this cliff, Ji Lingsheng twisted the flower stem, and gently dragged it down with the roots and put it in his arms.

Ji Lingsheng stepped on the empty foot without danger and then went to the top of the mountain, found an earthen pot, dug two pockets of loess into it, and then carefully planted the flowers, and quietly put the flower pot in front of the snow jade door, Ji Lingsheng took the dirt all over his body to find Qingyunzi.

Seeing that Qingyunzi was not practicing at the top of the mountain, he must be in the room, Ji Lingsheng pushed the door and entered: "Master, when did you teach me to cultivate?", Qingyunzi was holding a blue bottom line book and watching it carefully, completely ignoring the presumptuous Ji Lingsheng.

Ji Lingsheng, who touched the gray nose, didn't mind, sat on the couch with a big grin, and looked inside the room, only to find that this room was not much stronger than the four walls of the poor scholar's apprentice, and there was only one chair, and he was sitting under Qingyunzi's ass at the moment, and he could only sit on the hard bed board covered with only a layer of cloth.

Tilting his head and glancing at the book in the hand of the owner of Qingyun Peak, he looked left and right, but the title of the book was not indicated on the blue paper, and Ji Lingsheng turned to read the content of the book, which was full of small characters that made people headaches, and the simple and clear strokes Ji Lingsheng could still see clearly, but when it came to the many fonts, it was blurred.

Ji Lingsheng found that this stereotypical master read the book very quickly, he only looked at half a page like a word search, Qingyunzi had already raised his hand and turned over, from the time Ji Lingsheng sat down to the present, but the tea kung fu turned a full dozen pages at a glance, making Ji Lingsheng wonder if he was just pretending.

"Master, what kind of book are you reading, and why I can't understand it at all. Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but ask curiously, Qingyunzi suddenly felt funny, you kid only saw a few words on a page, how can you understand it?

Looking away from the lines, this earthly secret five extreme powerhouse named Zhen Siyue gently closed the book, and threw the book to the eager apprentice, Ji Lingsheng opened it casually, but it was a series of nonsense, what is the shaping of the Danji, the feeling of the spirit of the qi, and the ascension of the void, are all foreign sayings to the monks.

Even Ji Lingsheng, who has never been through the door of cultivation, knows that this is written by a layman who cultivates, and what is said in it is a well-known introduction to cultivation, and it is written to confuse those ignorant teenagers.

Ji Lingsheng took the book in his hand and shook it, and joked to Qing Yunzi: "Look at this book and it has the effect of returning to the basics, I will also go to the street to bring one back tomorrow?", Qing Yunzi sucked in the palm of his hand, and the small book in the thread was returned to his hand, and Ji Lingsheng was extremely envious of the little trick.

Qing Yunzi had a good bearing, and he didn't care about Ji Lingsheng's ridicule, and said calmly: "These are some of the crude opinions on cultivation that I wrote when I was young before I became a monk. Ji Lingsheng was dumbfounded, and said with an unchanged expression: "It turned out to be written by Shizun, no wonder there are a little more eye-catching strokes in it, one sentence can solve the confusion of fools for many years, this whole article is tired of reading, but it has benefited a lot." ”

The first strong man in Siyue, who met an unladylike person, was completely unmoved by Ji Lingsheng's clever words, he had seen too many rivers and waves, except for Xueyu, who hated him to the core, no one could mess with his state of mind, Ji Lingsheng, a little sycophant, was really not enough to see.

This master's artistic conception is too high, Ji Lingsheng no longer entertains himself to pat the horse's legs, and out of sight, he picks up the two green-veined teacups that Qingyunzi has buckled on the table, pours it for the Supreme Master with a big hand, and pours himself a cup with a shy face.

Drinking the bitter and long tea, Ji Lingsheng frowned, this tea is a little bitter.

Wrinkled his nose and swallowed slowly, Ji Lingsheng shook the teacup, and the green tea immediately rippled, and pieces of narrow tea roots surfaced, Ji Lingsheng suddenly remembered that the old man seemed to have such a tea, which was placed in the pile of tea boxes in the secret compartment of the closet in the study.

Ji Lingsheng sighed, and asked leisurely: "Can people be resurrected after death?" ”

Ji Lingsheng buzzed in his head, a mouthful of hot tea spurted out, and asked in surprise: "Really?", Qingyunzi wiped off the drips of tea on his face with a calm demeanor, and his gas was leisurely, but Ji Lingsheng was anxious to have an internal injury.

Qing Yunzi put down the teacup, looked at Ji Lingsheng and said slowly: "When a person dies, the soul will not dissipate, as long as the soul can be obtained and then reincarnated or taken from the body, the seemingly hopeless resurrection is not impossible." ”

Ji Lingsheng was overjoyed, Qing Yunzi saw through his thoughts, and added: "But it is limited to the mortal body, the monk controls his own destiny and at the same time detached from all sentient beings, escaping the cycle of life and death and the laws of nature, once the monk dies, he must be destroyed." ”

Ji Lingsheng, who returned to a declining state, was silent, just that, if I can save one person, I will have a lot of resentment towards this heaven, Yue'er, wait for the young master to find you.

After asking carefully how to take the souls of the dead, Qingyunzi, who had always had a thing to say, suddenly sold Guanzi, and said vaguely that he had to cultivate enough for the realm, Ji Lingsheng left satisfied, and his heart mentioned infinite fighting spirit for the slim cultivation, and even Bao'er, who was half cute and annoying, became only cute.

"Bao'er, what are you doing here?"

"Shhhh

"Then my aunt is not noisy, is it okay to watch ants with you?"

"Not good!"

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