Vol 3 Chapter 6: Mood

A rain quietly spilled, making the entire Wushan more cloud-like, like a fairyland.
The team waited quietly on the mountain road that began to become muddy. Lu Siqi stood on one of the carriage sides, silently and nervously watching Van Wuxun and Fulingjun leaving.
The familiar footsteps came from the darkness, and Lu Siqi’s expression was slightly loose.
There is no vanity-free figure, and Fuling Jun walks alone out of the mountain forest, but his body also gives everyone a feeling of crystallizing, and it seems that even the tiredness and sleepiness under long-distance trek are washed away, and the whole person is scattered. The temperament.
In Changling, Fuling Jun also showed admirable ability in many aspects, and it was determined to follow the spirit. However, after all, it needs to be carefully pursued, but at this time, in the eyes of all the inside and outside of the carriage, Liling Jun This kind of cautiousness has disappeared a lot, so his figure seems to suddenly become bigger.
This change in tolerance has made many people aware of what, and the mood has once again become excited.
Liling Jun knew very well what his loyal doorkeepers needed at the moment, so he coughed softly and gently and clearly said: "We don't need to rush to the city, we turn to Lushan. ""
Everyone in the train team has a glimpse. When most of them have not had time to chew the true meaning of this sentence, Fuling Jun has already said it slowly. "Before Lushan, the League will begin, the father will be enshrined. I am a prince."
In the area around Wushan, it was not until the spring thunder sounded. However, this sentence of Fuling Jun was like a thunder, and it sounded in the ears of everyone in the train team.
Lushan belongs to the border of several dynasties, and the prince is enshrined in Lushan... and Fulingjun has not officially returned to the Great Chudu City. The position of the Prince of the Great Chu Dynasty has been empty for decades... no matter from any aspect, this kind of Things are unreasonable.
However, everyone in the train team knew the style of Li Lingjun’s speech, and they all noticed that Fuling Jun’s words
if there were no accidents
were not added.
Even if these four words are not said, it means that it is a foregone conclusion that the book is a prince. It is absolutely impossible to have any accidents.
Everyone in the world knows that the king of Chu is already old and that Fuling Jun has become a foregone conclusion. That means that in the near future, he will be the supreme master of the Great Chu Dynasty.
The follow-up master becomes an emperor, what kind of scenery will it be for those who follow him?
This is the real hardship.
For a time, most of the people in the team were so excited that they fell to the ground.
Only Fuling Jun was not completely happy. He walked to Lu Siqi's side and said in the ear of Lu Siqi with the incomparable coldness of the cold: "Kill Su Qin... No matter how much it costs, he must not let him live away from the big Chu.

Lu Siqi's brow suddenly slammed up. He didn't know why he wanted to kill Su Qin. However, he could feel the incomparable temper and grudges in Fuling's heart.
......
After dinner, the indus fell quickly and became quiet.
There are no guests in the wine shop, Ding Ning has packed up the table and is ready to close.
Fusu entered the wine shop at this time.
Looking at the busy Ding Ning, he also took a piece of rag and began to help wipe the table.
"Since the business is good, why not ask two people, so you can spend more time practicing." Ding Ning, who did not refuse his help, asked Fusu's gentle smile.
Ding Ning looked at him and said calmly: "In many people's view, the most important thing in practice is time. It seems that they have a life span of several hundred years, and they will be able to cultivate the seventh or even the eighth. However, in my opinion, in fact, they do not understand the practice. If they simply think of using time-consuming methods to break through the situation, they often cannot break through. Many of these practitioners spend up to five places and white hair. Cang, when I still feel that God is unfair, I can't let them live for five hundred years."
Fusu slightly frowned, I don't know why, he thinks that Ding Ning's words seem to contain a lot of useful truths.
"What do you think is the most important thing in practice?" he thought, thinking modestly and earnestly.
Ding Ning looked at him and said: "Nature is the state of mind."
"If you are happy, you will feel right when you do something. You will not doubt that what you are doing now is useless. It is a waste of time. Without hesitation, you will naturally be brave and daring." After a pause, look at the trap. Contemplative Fusu, he went on to say: "In fact, even if it is crossing the river in the night, there are countless ways, but if you can’t get through it, you often suspect that you are wrong. If you go halfway, don’t go, or return to another place, then choose another one. The path starts. On the contrary, some practitioners who feel that they are correct and who are always on the road, even if they have taken a detour, will go further."
Fusu thought about these words and found that he had exactly the same words as his teacher said. He couldn’t help but awe-inspiringly said: "No wonder you can say that your understanding is not lost to the Jianshan Jianzong and the Lingxu Jianmen. a monster."
"What's the matter when you come over so late?" Ding Ning, who had finished cleaning up, brought a basin of water to himself and Fusu to wash his hands and said: "It won't be special to take me two straights."
Fusu laughed and found a jade jug from the sleeve and said: "The last time you invited me to drink, this time I am asking you to drink."
The wine in the jade jug is also a jade color, which is condensed into a line when poured into a wine glass, exuding a crystal luster.
Just a cup into the abdomen, he felt that every drop of fine wine bursts like the overseas fish that the nobles like to eat in the hall, giving off a slight scent, these breaths deep into his guilt, but like a flower The flower blooms, and some places in the body that appear to be dry because the yang is too strong are like a layer of water film.
He took a deep breath and looked at Fusu, saying: "This wine is a bit special."
Fusu smiled and said: "This wine is good wine, and there is no sale outside. The family has been stored for a long time. This pot will not be consumed, so you can drink more."
"He is a little special to you." At the time of the night, watching Ding Ning, who came back from the alley after the help of Fusu, the sneer of the long-term Sunshine snow: "The life of the seven-hearted refining is given to you." I took it. This is really a priceless market. The entire fish market may not be able to collect seven hearts from brewing so many wines from overseas."
"I can give me more than three years, I will use these three years to exchange for repairs."
Ding Ning feels the zealing power that nourishes the dryness of his body, but calmly tells her what she is doing. "This will allow me to get closer to the three places before the start of the Shaoshan sword meeting."
The long-term grandson looked at him with disappointment and said: "He is like you, but you use him. Don't you feel a little guilty?"
"Don't care too much about the process, just pay attention to the results." Ding Ning looked at her and said: "The best process, people are dead, and useless."
"Don't be in the face of these old things."
The long-haired Sunshine's face was suddenly cold, and he said: "When you say so, I think that many things he did in the past were wrong?"
Ding Ning nodded and said: "There are many things that are wrong."
The long-term Sun Xuexue does not like quarreling, so such a dialogue is the beginning of others, but it has ended in her place.
She turned directly and walked into the backyard.
Ding Ning does not say anything anymore. He often washes with hot water and goes to bed.
The numerous small silkworms in his body began to wake up, madly swallowing the vitality of the wine.
The dry parts of his body that have been infiltrated have become dry again, but at the same time there is an amazing five-gas formation in his body.
The real element in his body is sharply enhanced by the speed of terror that is unimaginable to ordinary practitioners.
......
It is already a waning month.
The moon in the night sky has turned into a small arc.
In the Zhoujia Moyuan, Zhou’s ancestors were always warm and spring-like in the room. Zhou Susan stood in front of Zhou’s ancestors with awe.
Looking at the girl, Zhou’s ancestors’ eyes were full of extremely complicated emotions. He squinted slightly and asked in the most amiable tone:
Your month is over, what can you feel?

Although Zhou Susang knew that Zhou’s ancestors had asked such a thing to care about the progress of his own secret surgery, she couldn’t help but be flushed and shyly said:
I have never had any special feelings about myself.

The radiance of Zhou’s ancestors flashed, and she did not respond at all. His dead hands had fallen on her hands and continued to touch her arms.
Her body suddenly trembled, and the skin unnaturally raised countless small cockroaches, but she even held her breath, and did not dare to move.
The real element of Zhou’s ancestors slowly walked in the two lines in her body, and felt the changes in her body in a very delicate way.
However, his face was unstoppable.
She did not feel the change, and he did not feel any change.
There is no change... that means the understanding of the wine shop boy is wrong.
This is not a secret technique that is suitable for women's practice.
Or maybe, the wine shop boy deliberately said a lie.
In his heart, he was also like the Fuling Jun, full of violent and resentful emotions. R1058