Chapter 69: Absolute Sword

　　　　 Looking at Zhang Bairen's bed, Zhang Lihua didn't hesitate, opened the blanket and got in, and directly held Zhang Bairen in his arms.
　　 Nephrite is warm and fragrant, Zhang Bairen coughs violently, Zhang Lihua puts Zhang Bairen in his arms: "Mr., take a break."
　　 Zhang Lihua didn't think much, a five-year-old child, especially a child with stunted growth. But Zhang Bairen couldn't do it. Although he was young, he was an adult in mind. Seeing Zhang Lihua leaning against him, he quickly turned around and wailed in his heart: "It's really a death, you shouldn't let this fairy go to bed."
　　 After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Bairen moved the river cart and cut off the distracting thoughts instantly, feeling the softness behind him, and there was another wailing: "This is a test of my will."
　　 In the afternoon, the Taoist priest came back from the mountain. He didn't know what medicinal materials he had picked and boiled it well and brought him to Zhang Bairen.
Seeing Zhang Lihua who was sleeping, Zhang Bairen stood up slowly and walked to the door slowly, took the medicine bowl'Guru' in the hands of the Taoist priest, and drank it in one breath, then turned and walked towards the bed: "Let's continue on the journey tomorrow. "
　　 "Sir, don't you rest for a while?" Bai Yun was taken aback.
　　 Zhang Bairen shook his head: "It's just an overwhelming grief, it hurts five qi, it's good to reconcile for a while."
　　 Zhang Bairen got into the bed again, and Zhang Lihua on one side stretched out his arms, instantly entangled Zhang Bairen, and hugged him again.
　　 Feeling the bumps behind him, Zhang Bairen suddenly smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and simply turned around and plunged into Zhang Lihua's arms.
　　 The night was skewed, Zhang Bairen was so suffocated by Zhang Lihua that he got out of his arms, Zhang Lihua was already awake at this time, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Bairen and smiling.
　　 Zhang Bairen was about to get up, but was dragged by Zhang Lihua: "The concubine serves you."
　　 At this time, Zhang Bairen's improvement was much better. With a pair of eyes, Zhang Lihua got up and took the warm water pills. Zhang Lihua said, "The head of the household said that the dinner is cooked, and I have asked the Taoist priest to bring it."
　　 Zhang Bairen nodded: "Hurry up and eat. After eating, I have to meditate, reconcile the dragon and tiger, nurture the five qi, and recover as soon as possible."
　　 "It's just a woman who meets peacefully, why should the little gentleman be so sad" Zhang Lihua had dinner.
　　 Zhang Bairen moved for a while, his expression gloomy: "It's not the woman that saddens me, but the muddy world."
　　 After finishing talking, Zhang Bairen picked up his rice bowl and looked at the pickles in the bowl. It was delicious.
　　 After dinner, Zhang Bairen sat on the edge of the bed, and Zhang Lihua sat beside Zhang Bairen, and meditated in the same way as Zhang Bairen.
　　 Zhang Bairen only had time to meditate at this time, and he was taken aback when he saw the sharp sword intent emerging from his body.
　　 "The Absolute Sword Baby actually condenses?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback as he looked at the illusory sword fetus.
　　 "It actually condenses in me unknowingly, is this okay?"
　　 If Zhu Xian is sharp, and slaughter is slaughter, then Jue Xian will die if he encounters it. There is absolutely no vitality, and he will disappear forever in the world.
　　 "I don't know when the trapped fairy sword fetus will be condensed" Zhang Bairen thought to himself.
　　 Sword fetal cohesion is only the basic skill, and the transformation and practice in the future are the real skill of grinding ink. There is no shortcut at all.
　　 Feeling the Jue Xian Jian Qi carefully, Zhang Bairen slowly retracted his mind, began to carry the river cart, and mobilized the dragon and tiger's energy.
　　 The monk generally does not get sick. If he is sick, it must be a serious illness.
After reconciling the river cart several times, Zhang Bairen stopped his exercises after being absorbed a few times by the divine fetus in his body, Zhang Lihua on one side slowly removed his coat, only wearing a small coat, the jade arm warmly hugged Zhang Bairen and stuffed it in. In the arms.
　　 With a pair of soft pillows, Zhang Bairen's heart was hot, and the sword intent flowed instantly, extinguishing the evil fire.
　　 Zhang Lihua is a poor person, and what can I do with my small body?
There was no word for a night. At the dawn of the next day, Zhang Bairen opened his eyes in a daze, feeling the softness, softness, and firmness in his hands, as well as the little beanie, squeezing it dimly, and then instantly awakened. The cold sweat came out, and he hurriedly pulled out his palms, looking at Zhang Lihua who was still asleep, and quietly pulled away, but was tugged by Zhang Lihua in a hazy way, and put it in his arms again.
　　 "I..." Zhang Bairen was speechless, suddenly at a loss, not knowing whether to touch it or not, so he could only lie there stiffly.
　　 There was a crowing of chickens, and Zhang Lihua woke up, stuffed a bare hand into Zhang Bairen's chest, fumbled up and down, and jumped off Zhang Bairen.
"This... what do you want to do?" Zhang Lihua stopped her palm on Zhang Bairen's chest, sensing the fast beating heart, and secretly said "people are big", then she pulled out her palms and whispered in Zhang Bairen's ears: "Mr. Retired."
　　 While talking, Zhang Lihua put on his clothes, Zhang Bairen also slowly opened his eyes and began to put on his clothes.
　　 Looking at Zhang Bairen's still pale face, Zhang Lihua said distressedly: "Sir, don't you sleep longer?"
　　 "Leaving my mother at home alone makes me feel uneasy! But my mother is stubborn and can't persuade him." Zhang Bairen sighed helplessly, "How can I be born now? Don't stay long!"
　　 After finishing the morning class, the Taoist Baiyun came in carrying the soup medicine and rice. Looking at the black soup medicine, Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I don't have to take the soup medicine. I know how sick I am, and I need to recover slowly."
　　While talking, Zhang Bairen picked up his chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls sickly. He had no appetite and only found it difficult to swallow.
　　 Looking at the hazy sky outside, a bit of raindrops dripped, Zhang Bairen picked up his sword pouch and carried it behind him.
　　 "Little sir, or I will help you?" Looking at Zhang Bairen's sword pouch, the Taoist priest hurried forward.
　　 Zhang Bairen shook his head, carrying a sword bag on his back, and he was cultivating all the time, refining the sword womb on the three souls and seven souls, practicing one as if traveling against the current.
　　 Zhang Lihua picked up Zhang Bairen's long sword and held it in his arms: "I will carry this long sword for the young man."
　　 Zhang Bairen didn't stop him. When he walked out of the gate, Bai Yun put all his bags on the horse. There were horses and camels, which was comfortable.
　　 Zhang Bairen still walked, Zhang Lihua followed Zhang Bairen, Bai Yun led the horse and walked behind him carelessly.
　　 Looking at the small village and the muddy road in front of him, Zhang Bairen said, "How far is it from Zhuojun?"
　　 "It's early, let's go slowly" Taoist Baiyun smiled lightly.
　　 Zhang Bairen carried a sword pouch, tempered his body's sword energy, enriched his own sword fetus, and constantly extracted the power of the innate sword fetus.
　　After the sacrifice of innate sword fetal power, Zhang Bairen found that the long sword behind his own seemed to have undergone some mysterious and unpredictable transformation. Although this transformation is minimal, it is happening all the time.
　　 Stroking the sword pouch, Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang Lihua: "Lihua."
　　 "Huh?" Zhang Lihua blinked, wearing a pink veil.
　　 "You have to practice hard, you are now at the right age to practice," Zhang Bairen said earnestly.
　　 "My concubine knows, I have Mr. Lao's teaching" Zhang Lihua chuckled.
　　 The Taoist Baiyun in front of him interjected at this moment: "I said, Mr., you are not good at heart. A passerby girl is just a mere passerby who has made herself very sick. I wonder what Mr.'s plans are for in the future?"
"Planning? I will kill the old ghosts and gods in Black Mountain, and avenge the poor woman." Zhang Bairen sighed softly: "The world is so ignorant. If you want the world to be in harmony, you need to implement the Wanghua Tao. ."
　　 "Little Mr. intends to enter the DPRK as an official?" Bai Yun was taken aback.
　　 Zhang Bairen was silent for a while before looking up at the sky: "It depends on the situation."
　　 "The little gentleman nowadays is a master of mystery, with the support of the empress of the dynasty, and the support of General Yujuluo, and he will surely rise step by step in the future.
　　 "Don't want to fly, just ask for Jingning in the world" Zhang Bairen lowered his head and drove down, a faint light rain fell in the sky, Zhang Lihua opened the umbrella, but was pushed aside by Zhang Bairen, and continued walking on the road.
　　 After the rain fell, Zhang Bairen’s clothes slid down. Zhang Bairen’s clothes were like a raincoat. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not touch the slightest moisture.
This scene made the Baiyun Taoist heart tremble, and his heart beat wildly: "I'm a good boy, this kid has become a fine! He has become a fine! Actually dripping water does not touch, this is a vision that only appears when the magical power reaches a very high and deep state. "
　　 "Mr. Dao is really unpredictable, I admire my concubine" Zhang Lihua leaned over.
　　Ps: Some people say that the turning point is blunt, but Nine Life also feels that. Because everyone sprayed badly at the time, the upset was not well prepared. But today I read the book review and I feel so speechless. How cold-blooded people are now, what are you talking about, a girl who was ruined in front of you, you can be indifferent, just like watching a play, you can say this kind of thing with cold blood. It’s like seeing a man molesting a woman on a bus. Does it matter to you? Is there no morality at all? This nation...
　　 You need to know, sometimes it's one thing to hear, one thing to know, and another to see with your own eyes. Everyone talks about the Nanjing Massacre, but how many people can experience the pain and despair firsthand? The protagonist is not the woman who is desperate, but an era! Everyone knows the terrible feudal ethics, but can you be indifferent when you really appear in front of you? Hate fools, hate the king's law, hate the ignorance of the world, there are countless shackles. This and killing are two different things.
　　 Everyone always has a misunderstanding when reading novels. They think that living a long time can be very good. If you look down on everything in this world, even if you live a hundred years old, will you still be a bad old man? It seems that you can hang Long Aotian if you live for a long time. The chairman of the country will live for a long time. Why do you have to look down on everything if you live a long time? It’s so logical, the eighty-year-old uncle still goes to Piaochang, and the monk still has the second nai. Who do you think is indifferent?