Chapter 45: Everyone loves small mushrooms

Yan Kehe and Yu Wenjie were sent to Xia Liangcheng. After Yu Wenjie informed the door with the secret law, several people temporarily found a hotel.
Yu Wenjie opened three rooms, but he did not live in his room, but naturally followed him into his room.
"You don't need to open a room for you. Why didn't you say it when you opened the house before?"
"He opened him, I live with me, what is the relationship?" He sat on the window sill and took out the storage ring from the daytime "捡" and took a piece of jade from it.
Can still go over and ask: "What is this?"
"Cultivate the truth." He handed him the jade.
I can still look at it for a while, and the content inside is almost the same for him. The cultivation methods of non-human organisms are completely different from those of human beings. They have no specific practice of comprehension, mainly to absorb the essence of the heavens and the earth, so the cultivation speed is far less than that of human beings. And in order to give a good example to the cockroach, as a magic mushroom, you can never on the spirit of the spirit, the cultivation speed is slower like a snail.
"Can you cultivate?" Can still look at the eyes with a bright look. Although he does not understand, he also knows that this is the correct way to practice.阎戮 Now that there is nothing missing, there is no complete set of correct ways.
"can."
"That..." Hurry up and practice! The door to the realm of God has been opened for you.
"dislike."
"What?" is still doubtful.
"I don't like this kind of practice." He took out a Lingshi from the storage ring and put it in his hands to play. He did not care about the jade.
"What kind of exercises do you like?" To give a goal, the trick is to get help from you.
He looked at him and said seriously: "You are like this."
I can still be confused: "What am I doing?"
"If you want, you can do whatever you want, absorb the essence of everything." Suddenly, added, "I still have a wet mushroom smell."
The previous sentence is also considered, what is the meaning of the following sentence? What is the "wet mushroom flavor"? !
"Mushrooms are born, you can't envy!" Still angered, "You still choose a practice that is suitable for normal human cultivation!"
"Well, you are right." He nodded. "Although not like you, I have my way."
"What is the way?"
"The Yuan Ying, the refining and self-cultivator, takes their power for themselves." The tone of the speech is as casual as discussing the weather today.
Acceptable: "..." The magic of this guy is simply natural.
I can still breathe a sigh of relief and try to correct his misunderstanding: "This is not right. The self-cultivator should pursue the right path and abandon the evil thoughts, otherwise it will break into the magic."
"How about falling into the magic road?" He was confused. "Isn't the little mushroom a magical demon?"
Still no words. This is really a fact. But the reason why he entered the magic road is completely harmed by someone?
He put his hand on the top of his head and comforted him: "I think the mushroom is very good. You don't have to be arrogant and force yourself to chase the right path."
He turned his back to comfort him! Who is arrogant? Who is chasing the right way?
Can still turn around, unable to fall on the bed.
"Would you like to sleep?" He jumped off the window sill and took off his jacket. He could move to the inside, squared, and then lay beside him, and he said, "Good night." Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully.
Acceptable: "..." I don't know why, suddenly I feel that such a person is not a violent thing!
The next day, I can restore my spirit, cheer myself up, and continue to do good deeds in order to fundamentally influence this evil devil.
Yu Wenjie injured the roots in the battle, but he was able to help him find the elixir in the mountains and touch him. Not only him, he will help him if he meets someone who has difficulties. Every day, I collect money from the collected fruit and herbs, my own gadgets, and the performance of playing the piano.
At first, I still feel a little tired, but gradually, he found that being able to practice his body and integrate the aura of heaven and earth more quickly is also a method of cultivation. Therefore, he is not thankful for the "good deeds". , done more hard.
I can't understand it, but I don't stop it. I watch him go around every day.
Yu Wenjie is still admired, and almost regarded him as his own white moonlight. However, half a month of getting along, he left a heart on him.
Under the big tree, I can sit on the floor, holding a hand in my hand, dancing with my fingers, playing a string of bright tunes. His eyes were low and his eyes were focused. The white hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and the sun shone through the leaves, causing a mottle on him. The long-sleeved shirt is elegant and the temperament is like a cloud. Only the thin lip is red and bloody.
By his side, he sat around seven or eight children. They listened quietly to the sound of the piano, and the small head swayed with the song from time to time. Not far away, the adults also put down their work and smiled and stopped.
Leaning on a stone pillar, silently staring at the tree under the tree, in the eyes of the waves, reflecting his figure.
Yu Wenjie was so intoxicated that his face was unusually obsessed.
I was still immersed in the playing, but I didn’t know when the noise around me disappeared. There seemed to be only melodious sounds between the heavens and the earth.
The slender fingers, in the bounce, leave a lavender mist, the twinkles flashing, the corners of the eyes are slightly tilted, the red lips sculpt a glamorous person's curvature, and the beauty scores outside. The original delightful song gradually became a magical sound. People who are several kilometers in a circle, all look stunned, like a drunk, a transparent spirit floating out of them, slowly gathering in the direction of the fair.
Among all the people, only the smattering of the corners of the mouth, without any scruples, began to absorb the essence of the air.
"Where is the enchanting blame here!" At this time, a violent drink came from not far away. The sound cut through the sky, and the arrow was straight and straight, and the powerful force of the real yuan interrupted the movement he played.
As soon as the music stopped, the people around him gradually recovered their minds and reactivated. They did not find the abnormality just now.
It is still possible to sneak into the gods. Several comprehensions have already plunged forward. One of the white-haired old people screamed: "It’s just a little monster, dare to mess with it, trying to absorb the living spirit."
I can still remember what happened just now, and I realized what I did. He should be transformed into a magical robber. Although it is harmless, the power in the body runs counter to his heart. Inadvertently urging the magic Dan, absorbing the spirit of life.
The old man spurred the sword, and a sound of clearing sounded, scaring the children around him to run away.
Seeing that there was only one person left in front of him, the old man launched an attack on him mercilessly.
"Qing Chong Shi Shu! Don't." Yu Wenjie exclaimed in the back. "That is my friend."
The old man ignored him and continued to attack the sword.
You don't have to fight, you know you can't beat it. The old man and several other comprehensions were chasing behind him, and countless swords flew in the air, drawing a blood mark on him.
This is the first time that you can experience the attacking methods of the self-cultivation person for the first time. It is really a sword and a sword, and it is murderous. It can hurt him even a few hundred meters away.
"Uncle Shi!" Seeing that he could still be knocked down to the ground by a sword, his blood was dripping, and Yu Wenjie immediately stepped forward. "Uncle Shi, he is my friend, please be merciful."
"Remaining love? He is a stranger. It is not for him today, who knows how many creatures he will ruin in the future." Qing Chongdao pointed his sword at the ground.
"No, he won't!" Yu Wenjie pleaded. "He saved my life and helped a lot of people. Even if he is a strange, it is also a kind heart."
"Are you confused by him?" Qing Chongdao people coldly said, "He just played the magic sound, trying to absorb the essence of others, which is also called kindness?"
Yu Wenjie flashed a horror in his eyes and turned his head to look good. He struggled to stand up from the ground, his clothes scattered, his blood, and his deep eyes with a bit of sadness. The left forehead was cut by the sword, and the blood ran down from the left eye, condensed into a bead in the corner of the eye, and then slowly slipped from the white face.
Juvenile as jade, beautiful and unparalleled.
After half a month, Yu Wenjie couldn't believe that it would be a stranger. However, the magic sound of the previous one was even tempted by him. If they were not arrived by the uncle, the fruit would be unimaginable.
Yu Wenjie’s eyes are complicated and I don’t know what to do.
However, it is secretly smiling and doing good deeds. If you accidentally do evil once, the early efforts will turn into nothing.
Qing Chongdao people have no patience and Yu Wenjie's choice, mentioning the sword and attacking it.
I still wanted to use the magic to fight back, but I saw the idea in the distance and gave up the idea. This is the end of the matter, and it will be counted, even if it is forced to desperate, he will not use magical powers.
In the magical path, the heart is right. Even if the world abandons it, it still remains unchanged.
It is still possible to bind the magic heart, and only keep on attacking. The scars on the body are constantly increasing, and the eyes are gradually covered with tears, but the eyes are always firm and there is no fear.
"Xian Chang, please be merciful, Shang Xiao Ge is a good man!" At this moment, an old woman on the road suddenly pleaded.
"Yeah, please let the fairy go under the mercy, let him go." Another person is attached.
"Don't hurt Shang Big Brother." This is the child who just listened to him.
More and more voices are ringing one after another, and they are all people who have been blessed during this time. Although they are only small favors, they are extremely grateful to them.
The people of Qing Chongdao and others looked blank and did not expect that this group of mortals would actually say something for a strange person. I was almost foolish when I was almost taken care of by him.
Yu Wenjie was touched in his heart, and he said: "Please let him go."
"You!" The ignorance of the flat-headed people is no problem. Is this the same as his teacher, who is lost in his mind? Qing Chongdao people are angry and can't stop, pointing to Shang Dao: "Roll! It is best not to let me see you again, otherwise I will not be merciful."
You can stand up and look around for a week, then raise your arms and pray for these kind people. Not only did they save his life, but they also gave him hope of completing the task.
It was still possible to take a sly step and leave the small town under the eyes of everyone.
From the beginning to the end, you are only watching indifferently. After he left, he turned his eyes to the group of Meteor Swordsmen, staring for a moment, then turned and walked in the direction of Shang Ke.
In the woods, I found the blood-stained clothes, and I glanced around in a circle, and I found a mushroom that was smashed on the root of an old tree.
He squats down and faintly said: "It is obviously a magic mushroom. Why do you have to go righteously, and go to heaven? With your spirituality, relying on magic power, you can cultivate a magic body without extraordinary two hundred years. How can those people behave? Is your opponent?"