Chapter 176: Bored is not to talk

(Today is the early morning chapter.)
In the early morning, the three men set off on their way to meet the wind and snow. Chen Ping, who led the way, walked through a boxing pile and suddenly stopped.
The girl in the pink dress asked softly: "Who is the man missing?"
Tsing Yi children lazily said: "This ghost weather, the lord may want to find a place where the mountains and rivers are good, so at least not let the freeze."
The girl in the pink dress is angry and said: "Disgusting!"
Tsing Yi’s child sighed:
The loyal words are against the ears.


The Nanzhao Kingdom, where the Taoist celebrities are very popular, has been particularly lively this year. A grand festival has just come to an end.
On the border of the Nanzhao State, behind a towering mountain, between the mountains and forests, the path is deep and deep, and the young Daogu is slowly moving. There is a green bamboo branch in his hand, and his fingers are gently twisted. She follows an inspiring one. White elk.
A white man with a long sword hangs alongside her, looking down.
She has no choice but to say: "I have told you more than once, not that you only have to do the next five, I will not like it, but it is not that you have a five-level cultivation, I will like you. Wei Jin, I am with you, it is really impossible, why are you not willing to give up? Otherwise you tell me how to die?"
To a monk who is concentrating on the monastic practice of such straightforward and naked words, it seems that the man is really entangled in her, which makes her annoyed.
The man is the genius sword repair of the Fengxue Temple Shenxiantai, Wei Jin.
The people who practiced on the mountain, the so-called genius, are actually divided into three or six, etc., such a young eleventh sword repair, Wei Jin is the first-class deserved, the speed of breaking through, far surpassing peers.
The Wei and Jin dynasties look wilted. Where is it like a romantic figure who just broke through the threshold of the tenth border? He smiled bitterly: "Is it because you have someone you like? For example, the uncle in your sect?"
The young Daogu stopped and turned to look at this Fengxue Temple sword repair, which is already a famous one. He smiled and said: "Wei Jin, how are you so unreasonable!"
Although Wei Jin has no expression, but he has some grievances in his heart, and he does not know how to explain and save it, he will remain silent for a time, even if it is so disheartening Wei Jin, the folds of clothes, in the eyes of outsiders, no matter if he casually stands Where is still the most energetic sword under the sun.
It is a pity that this outsider does not include the young Dao in front of Wei and Jin.
The sword heart is clear and clear like a glass. It is not necessarily true that it is familiar with the world, especially love. This is the most unreasonable thing under the sun, and it is even more annoying.
Wei Jin whispered: "He Xiaoliang, I only asked you a question."
She nodded. "You ask."
The Wei and Jin are hesitating for a moment, and the line of sight turns to other places. The voice is hoarse and hoarse: "You tell the fate most, then if one day, you finally meet the person who has a relationship with you, even if you don't like him in your heart, will it be for the so-called avenue, Still choose to become a Taoist with him?"
Wan Hao is silent.
It seems that even the invisible breeze between the heavens and the earth is solidified at this moment.
The young Dao smiled and said: "Yes."
Wei Jin’s eyes were completely bleak, still not looking at the woman who fell in love at first sight, with red eyes.
Even if you and him became the gods and monks in the eyes of the world, you will be unhappy, He Xiaoliang, I will not lie to you, I don't want to see you unhappy."
The young Daogu sighed softly. Although there was a trace of sadness, the Taoist heart was still rock-solid. "Wei Jin, even if there is such a day, I will not be happy, but I will never repent, and I will not turn my head." Like you Wei Jin."
Wei Jin muttered: "So?"
The young Dao turned and left.
Wei Jin has not been willing to move for a long time, she does not regret, but he has regretted, regret not to ask this stupid problem of hurting others.
A young Taoist walked out of the depths of the jungle, and there were two green and red fish swimming in the air.
The Wei and Jin Dynasties regained their sight. After Daogu He Xiaoliang went away, she dared to stare at her back and forth.
He did not go to see the golden boy in the Dongbaobaozhou contemporary golden boy and jade girl, cold channel: "You dare to say a word, I dare to kill the sword."
Although the young Taoist has some taboos on this eleventh sword, this mountain forest is located in the back of the Zongmen Mountain. He believes that the Wei and Jin Dynasties would dare to pull the sword to kill people, but the Taoist did not believe that he would die, so he laughed. : "The 11th Sword of the Wind and Snow Temple can be murdered in our gods?"
The word "Zong" is a bit more important for young Taoist people.
There are three Taoist temples in Baojuan, among which Nanzhao Guoshen is the most respected, and is the central lord of Yizhou. The last time I followed He Xiaoliang, I went down to the mountain, went to the Dazhu dynasty, and went all the way north. Wherever I went, whether it was a secular emperor or a monarch or a land god, no exception, all right. He and He Xiaoliang, the golden boy and the girl, treated each other with courtesy and did not dare to neglect.
Shenzong Zong is located at the border of the Nanzhao Kingdom. It is one of the 72 blessings of the Qingtan blessed land. The lord is true, and the title of the four kings is true. The Taoist Heaven is the real of Dongbao Pingzhou. Although they are the descendants of this pulse system, even if they go to the authentic Taoist temple in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, there is no doubt that they are an important role.
And this golden boy happens to be the disciple of the lord.
The same teacher and sister He Xiaoliang, under the guidance of Xuan Fuzhen, this uncontested predecessor is different from the real master of the world, only charged He Xiaoliang as a disciple, when He Xiaoliang just entered the Shenzong The reputation is not obvious, the talent is not obvious, and the life experience is not obvious. Only Xuan Fuzhen has a look at her. Afterwards, everyone proves that they are wrong. Only Xuan Fuzhen caught a piece of peerless jade, even without his master. The carvings, the deep happiness of He Xiaoliang, rose rapidly, and the speed of the break was fast, and the opportunity was good, so that Zongmen was stunned.
The golden boy and girl in Dongbao Pingzhou is very likely to be a Taoist. Even if they are not in the same sect, they are no exception.
Like him and He Xiaoliang, the golden boy and girl who came out at the same door, in the history of Dongbao Pingzhou for nearly a thousand years, together with them, only appeared three times, all of them became the avenue monks of the five borders. .
So he didn't want to be the first exception.
Wei Jin turned to look at the young Taoist, and suddenly there was some disappointment. "You are not qualified to let me out of the sword. Your master is really similar."
The sword repair of the eleventh territory can completely equate to the twelve spirits outside the military. This is common sense.
What's more, the sect of the sacred ancestor has been stuck in the peak of the eleventh world for many years. The reason why this year's celebration was held is to celebrate that he finally broke through the border, so Wei Jin and the lord of the lord are all practicing their own abilities. If the two of them change places and fight against each other, it is really hard to say victory or defeat.
However, this is the site of the gods and sects. The various formations are endless, and they are the true kings of the land. They are the best of the early 12th.
The young Taoist smiled: "If you are not qualified, what?"
This sentence, for Wei Jin, who was once again poured a cold water by the Taoist Xiao Liang, was really hurting.
So Wei Jin said indifferently: "Connected."
The young Taoist couldn't see the Wei and Jin Dynasties at all, and the sword that was long and inexhaustible was on his head.
Seeing that he was going to lose a young man with a life-saving symbol, he saw a gentle palm of white enamel, reaching out to his head, and grasping the horrible sword of the smashing air for him.
Then there was a bit of blood in the air, which was incompatible with this quiet and peaceful mountain.
Wei Jin glanced at the uninvited guest, loosened his hilt, and slowly left, just sighed a word, "Good self-sufficiency."
A Taoist who is like a crown jade stands in front of the gods, and puts up the palm of the hand that blocks the Wei Jin sword.
Taoist Wen said: "To the people of the Tao, it’s too late to repair your heart. Why bother?"
The Tao Tong Jin Tong respectfully said: "Uncle Shi, I know it is wrong."
The handsome priest of the Yushu Linfeng smiled and said: "If you make a mistake, you can change it. You can admit your mistakes."
The young Taoist who walked around the two big fishes said: "Uncle Shi, I really know that I am wrong."
The Taoist, known as the uncle, is actually not very old. When he looks at it, he smiles and says: "If you want to change it, there is no way for the uncle, who will let your master be my master."
When the golden boy was a big man, he was afraid that the uncle would talk to people like this. In fact, it was the patriarch who was really guilty.
He immediately bitterly said: "Uncle Shi, I am going to copy a green chapter."
The Taoist nodded. "You can transcribe the "Expansion" and give it to me three days later."
Jin Tong politely and quickly left, it is clear that it is three days and three nights, bitter and bitter.
The Taoist stepped out one step and instantly came to a lotus pond. He stood by the side of the road, and asked straight away: "The avenue is often contrary to the customs of the world. After all, this is a vast world, can you think about it?"
He Xiaoliang reached out and gently patted the soft deer of the white deer and nodded. "Uncle Shi, I think."
Young Dao’s face is blank.
The Taoist looked at a pond with rich green lotus leaves. During the winter season, the mountains had already frozen countless lotus leaves. There is still a beautiful plant here, like a summer scene. He whispered: "It’s really a step, the uncle will stand. around you."
He Xiaoliang not only did not feel any gratitude, but instead said: "The avenue is really ruthless."
The Taoist sighed, "It is true. You can think of it, it is a good thing to practice."
The reason why he stood on her side of He Xiaoliang and chose to stand on the opposite side of the brother-in-law Xuanfu real person was not that he felt that He Xiaoliang was pitiful, but that he stood on the avenue, just that He Xiaoliang was on this avenue. If one day the position is reversed, he will make the same choice.
He Xiaoliang put away that thought and smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, the guy we called Lu Xiaoshishu, is it sacred? He stayed on the border of Nanzhao for almost a year."
The Taoist shook his head and said: "I can't figure out the root of the man. Since he is willing to call me a brother, I lost the game and lost to him. I just have to follow him. I only figured out that he is in the sky of Zhuzhu, it is that dead. The end of the game, but Qi Jingchun's approach was unexpected, so that he still had no chance to shoot at the end, and he had some origins with the authenticity of the gods, and nothing more, nothing more."
Even if He Xiaoliang is a little creepy.
Qi Jingchun’s last shot, although it was quickly obscured by the saints of all parties, but He Xiaoliang not only saw the beginning of the war, but also felt the aftertaste of the war, even if she had some insights, it was already At the end of the big wave, the shore was stunned, and He Xiaoliang was shocked. At the same time, He Xiaoliang’s heart was more firmly strengthened.
The world is so vast, the high man is so embarrassed, why does He Xiaoliang not go there to take a trip?
The Taoist smiled and said: "You don't have to think about anything, the water falls naturally."
After that, the land of the people in the continent was extremely high, and walked slowly on the shore of the lotus pond, thinking about it.
Taoists think about some of the most natural things in the world, such as why it rains, why people are respected, why there are gloom, why there is a hole in the sky, and so on, these boring things that everyone is used to, often boring, It's because if you talk to people, you won't have to talk.
He Xiaoliang looked away and sighed.
There is no gap in the realm, and there is no gap between generations.
It is because the younger uncle, who walked early to the avenue, made it difficult for him to look back, so he would be self-defeating.

I bought a pot of wine in the street wine cellar. Wei Jin poured some in the palm of my hand. The white donkey bowed down and drank quickly. Fortunately, the people here have seen the big world, let alone the donkey drinking, even if it is The donkey does not wrinkle his brow when he speaks.
Wei Jin retracted his hand and began to drink himself, leaving the wine cellar, walking aimlessly, and the donkey was behind him.
After walking out of the town at the foot of the Shenzong Zongshan, Wei Jin, who has always regarded himself as a river and a lake, still does not want to fly with the sword, drunk himself, and swayed on the back of the donkey, letting it squat. Feel free to wander around.
Mountains and rivers and waters, repeated and repeated.
In the end, I came to Fengyang, the capital of the Nanzhao Kingdom. Wei Jin, like ordinary people, submitted a customs at the gate of the city, which allowed him to enter the city.
Wei Jin, who was full of alcohol, thought hard about it. He remembered that he had a temperate friend in Fengyang. He had a companionship tour seven or eight years ago. The man seemed to say that he was a big martial art in Fengyang City. The son of the head, Wei Jin asked the way to the martial art called Xiongfeng Gang. Wei Jin remembered that the man still laughed at himself at the time, saying that his ancestors did not learn, and took such an unconventional gang name, Wei. Jin will comfort him, saying that there is a big Xianjia Mansion on the south side of Baoliangzhou. It has been passed down for thousands of years. The foundation is profound, and the strength is comparable to that of a country. However, it was named by the founder of the mountain, called the invincible boxing. That is pitiful. Every time there is a grand event, the gods gather together, and the disciples under the door feel that they are not interested.
The Wei and Jin dynasty moved slowly. There was a fortune teller on the street. A young Taoist who wore a robes and a crown. The business was deserted. He was lying on the table and preaching to a child with a runny nose and a candied fruit. "This world is very bad, but you can't because of this, you think that those who are good people and willing to suffer are fools."
The person added a heavy tone: "In fact, you are a fool, do you know?"
The expressionless child smoked his nose, and the two noses that had been out of the hole were returned to the Dongfu, and then they licked the candied haw.
The Taoist is a little anxious. "Tell you something right, eat what kind of candied fruit."
The child is still indifferent and licks his head to eat candied haws.
Young Taoist people have a long-term heart: "Hey, you are a scorpion, there is no Huigen, the poor road is kind and kind, and it is a good idea to help you count it. It is clear that you and the neighbor girl are a natural fit. The poor road does not charge you copper coins. This is not enough." You don't know how to be grateful? A bunch of candied haws, worth a few dollars? Can't compare with a future wife?"
The child who has been dull has suddenly smiled. "You are stupid."
Then the child turned and swayed and left, his mouth licking "Eating sugar gourd~"
Young people are saddened to take a picture of the desktop. "The world is in the wind, people are not old!"
Wei Jin smiled and passed, suddenly he stopped, but did not turn his head, recalled the costume of the fortunate person, Wei Jin was hesitant.
The man has already smiled and said: "If there is a fate, why not meet?"
The Wei and Jin Dynasties took the lead.
The young Taoist pity said: "The days are hard, how can the people of Nanzhao country be so fine? The folk customs are too unsophisticated!"
He sat back on the stool in angrily, guarding the sign on the table, holding his hands on the back of the head, basking in the sun, swaying around the neck, and the crown of the head swaying, saying to himself: "boring is really boring."
There was a handsome woman who came and came and asked with courage: "Do you know how to marry?"
The young Taoist hurriedly sat in a sitting position. "Absolutely, it is not good to sign a poor road and not collect money!"
The woman who was in the age of awkward stunned, and then turned around and thought, this is not a clear-cut money. It must be a stupid swindler. If you want to come, let’s be a priest in Nanzhao, how can you be so lonely? Should not be greedy for small cheap, how much marriage, or should go to the screen alley to find the real Taoist count, the price is more expensive, it is better to be deceived, she is somewhat depressed, the liar, in fact, looks good It’s pretty good, how is this a person who is not serious?
The young Taoist hands rubbed his face hard and said: "This day can't be over. It's really the same time, the world is the same, the hero is not free, the retribution is not good."
Finally, the young Taoist sighed. "A good gentleman can deceive. Since you are so open and honest, the poor road will not deceive too much."
Speaking of collecting and collecting the stalls, the young Taoist who is busy, meditation: "Then we will be tall and long, will there be a period?"
Only he quickly shook his head and denied the idea, "Difficult."

On the southern border of Datun, the wind and snow roared, and one or two small ones walked in a canyon.
Chen Pingan is hard to walk, in order to keep the pile in one go, making breathing more and more difficult.
Every time between the breaths, it was like a myriad of knives breaking into the seven cymbals, making Chen Ping’s face a little blue.
The girl in the pink dress carrying the big book box asked: "Master, careful and counterproductive, the book says that the speed is not up, the master has gone out of piles for a long time."
Chen Pingan only shook his head slightly, did not speak, otherwise the tone of accumulation will be scattered.
Tsing Yi’s child deliberately fell behind and shouted:
Stupid girl.

The girl in the pink dress turned her head and saw him waving at herself. She also secretly extended her finger and made a squeaking gesture.
She wanted to ignore it, but Tsing Yi’s child blinked, scared her to quietly slow down and soon became the two of them side by side.
The children in Tsing Yi looked gloomy and did not say a word.
The girl in the pink dress followed the silence for a moment and whispered: "Do you want to admit the mistake to the master?"
Tsing Yi children are mad at the three feet, do not forget to suppress the voice, jumped to the foot: "Ask the mistake?! You silly girl's brain, poured into a river?"
The girl in the pink skirt was scared to say anything.
After Tsing Yi’s child hesitated, he asked:
Do you say that the lord will avenge? Is it a must for me?

She shook her head. "Master will not."
He doesn't believe it, "Really?"
"really!"
The girl in the pink skirt was vowed at first, but she quickly added two words, "What?"
Tsing Yi was too childish and burst into an anxious atmosphere. She couldn’t wait to show her body and smashed the mountain walls on both sides of the valley. But in the end, he gritted his teeth and squeezed a stiff smile: "Then I confessed to the old man." go with!"
The girl in the pink dress looks blank, "Hey?"
Soon Tsing Yi’s child returned and was sick.
The girl in the pink skirt asked: "What happened?"
Tsing Yi’s child suppressed his anger:
Don’t worry!

In the end, he sat down on the floor and cried his face: "The grandfather didn't even dare to speak. I don't understand why, are you angry?"
The girl in the pink dress looked at the back that was always moving forward, and then looked back at the Tsing Yi child sitting on the ground. She crouched down. "I know the idea of ​​the master. Do you want to hear it? If you don't want it, I won't say it." But if you want to listen, you have to make sure that you don't get angry after listening, and you are not allowed to eat me!"
Tsing Yi’s child is weak and powerless:
Promise, promise, you say it.

The girl in the pink skirt is full of seriousness and secretly tells Tsing Yi children. "If your original intention is to let the boy know that the world is not easy, then you are right. Maybe the lord is willing to apologize to you. But if the original intention is just fun, just follow the mouth. Words hurt people, even if you do things, the end is good, then the master will still feel that ... is not so right. These are my cranky thoughts, can not be accurate, not necessarily the real thoughts of the master, in fact, I think you It is best to talk to the lord himself."
Tsing Yi’s children listened at a glance, then muttered:
Of course I feel fun. After that, the boy is alive and dead, and the old man’s ass.

The girl in the pink dress is helpless. "Then I can't help you."
Tsing Yi’s child suddenly asked:
Do you think I am wrong?

She wants to stop talking.
He said coldly: "To tell the truth!"
She changed her direction and used her small bookcase to face her grandfather. She hid herself under the book box, as if she could speak with confidence. "I think, the master is definitely not wrong, but you don't have to Regarding the opinion of the master, in fact, the lord does not care if you care about his views. If you think so, things will be very simple."
Tsing Yi’s child thought thoughtfully and nodded:
Continue.

The girls in the pink dress are getting quieter: "Moreover, we are all practicing. The realm is much higher than the lord. If you practice better and faster, maybe the priest will feel that he is wrong, after all, the lord. I once told me that if he had something wrong, he should tell him directly that the lord would not feel his reason, and he must always be right. This is my favorite place for the lord!"
At the end of the day, the girl in the pink dress was very beautiful and full of joy.
Tsing Yi’s child said with a white eye:
I have told you long ago that spiritual practice depends on talent and does not depend on hard work.

"Come again. No wonder the master doesn't like you." The girl in the pink skirt stood up and stepped up to catch up with Chen Pingan.
Tsing Yi’s child reached out a hand and soon condensed a snowball, and he was stuffed into his mouth and chewed.
He thought as he walked.
I want to kill the boring young master with a punch. One hundred, one is wrong.
But at the same time, I want to pinch my nose and mistake it, but he can't open this mouth, and he doesn't want to be boring with the mud.
He couldn't help but look back.
Tsing Yi children miss their hometown.
Here, plus his own three people, he does not have a fellow person.
There are big bowls of wine in the hometown, big meat, and there are high-sounding people, full of enmity.
There is no right or wrong in the heart, there is no bad guy's appetite, no lord who makes him so unhappy and unhappy.