"Fellow Daoist Jade, this matter is related to the future fate of all loose cultivators. To be honest, I have made all the preparations. I have already found the candidates for Qi training and Jin Dan, and now we need to build a foundation. Hua Lin's face sank, and he sighed, "I know that my birthday is short, and it is not a pity for an old man to die, but I am not willing to be a loose cultivator forever."
Zhu Yao was a little hesitant, Hua Lin's idea was good, and he was all for the sake of loose cultivation. Just looking at this Sanyou City, I know that he does have the idea of carrying forward the cause of scattered cultivation. For such an old man who is enthusiastic about public welfare, she really has no way to refuse. It's a pity that the place where the martial arts competition is held is not good, but it is the Xu Yao faction.
Zhu Yao tapped the table unconsciously with his finger, and said after a long silence, "I have to think about this, and I can't give you an answer right now."
Hua Lin's full of enthusiasm suddenly died down, he glanced at her a little disappointed and regretful, and nodded with a wry smile, "Okay! Three days later, I will set off with my disciples at the Juxian Yuan in the city, and Hua Mou will be quiet about the good news of Daoist Hou Yu. ." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the little bully next to him, moved his mouth, but said nothing in the end, so he left and went out.
It wasn't until he could no longer see the other person's figure that a question sounded behind Zhu Yao.
"Grandma, why didn't you agree to him?"
Zhu Yao turned his head, glanced at Xiao Bawang, and said with a chuckle, "Shouldn't I be asking you this? It's you who participated in the competition, not me?"
He was stunned for a moment, "But... you are my master." Shouldn't this kind of thing be decided directly by the master? That's why Hua Lin asked grandma's opinion just now.
"Of course I have to ask the client about this important matter." She attached great importance to human rights. Zhu Yao directly pulled him to sit down and said seriously, "Then tell your grandma... Are you really ready to return to the Xuyao faction again?" In the name of the sect.
Xiao Bawang was stunned, lowered his head slowly, and tightened his hands many times. Cai said: "I don't know either..."
"Why, afraid of losing?"
He shook his head, his brows furrowed, his face tangled.
"That's... Still hate Qu Jiang and the others for driving you out of the mountain?"
"Of course not!" He shook his head vigorously, he had already thought about those things, "I can't tell." He just didn't want to go back to that place.
"I understand, it's understandable." Zhu Yao nodded deeply.
"..." He didn't know it himself. Grandma, what do you understand
"You're called post-traumatic syndrome."
"Ah?" Xiaobai looked puzzled.
"This is a very professional term." Zhu Yao thought for a while. "For example..."
"What? Millet!" The foodie Xiaoba, who was dozing off on his shoulders, woke up immediately, "Where is it?"
Zhu Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and pressed Xiao Ba's bird head back.
"What do you mean by post-traumatic syndrome? It means after an injury. Although it has fully healed, it still subconsciously protects the injured position."
"..." Grandma wants to say, does he have a knot
"Little Overlord!" Zhu Yao patted his head, "I know. Although you have let go of what happened in the past, you still have scars in your heart. But you can't see Xu Yao's people in your life, right?" Don't develop towards otaku. "It's like, you accidentally fell into the hut once, but even if you have a big psychological shadow on the latrine, you can't hold it forever. Don't shirk."
Little Overlord: (@� n@ )～
What kind of metaphor is this
"Grandma, I'm out of the valley." No need to shirk.
"Uh..." Well, she forgot that monks don't "glide". "Otherwise, I'll give you another analogy."
"No need. Grandma!" The little bully stood up immediately, the corners of his mouth twitching, "I understand."
"Oh..." What a pity, I wanted to mention a vegetable-flavored "millet"!
Hey, why did she say taste
"Now that you understand, think about it, no matter what decision you make. Grandma respects your choice." Zhu Yao gave him a thumbs up gesture, thought about it, and then continued, "But, I hope you The decision is the result of careful consideration, not just to breathe a sigh of relief."
The little bully's figure moved suddenly.
Zhu Yao said nothing, turned around and left the house.
This time, the little bully really thought about it seriously, and after thinking about it, he didn't go out for three days. Zhu Yao was about to pack up and go back to her hometown, but he suddenly pushed open her door, swept away the low air pressure that had been tangled around her body for the past few days, and looked refreshed. It was as if the dark clouds had dissipated, revealing the warm sun.
"Grandma, I want to participate in this competition in the name of Sanyou City."
"It's decided, won't it change?"
"Yeah." He smiled, as if he was back to the sunny and handsome young man five years ago, "I am a loose cultivator, no matter if I get the ranking or not, I just want to prove that Wulinggen is not a waste spirit. "
"Then what are you waiting for?" Zhu Yao dragged him and walked out, "Hurry up and inform Hua Lin, maybe he will pay some appearance fees or something." After all, he was a star cultivator who just won the championship.
"… "
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Today's Sanyou City seems to be very lively, and the streets are full of people. Most of them are still in groups, but these monks are not all loose cultivators, and there are disciples of various sects wearing uniform clothes. Sanyou City is located in the middle of the Xiuxian world. These sect disciples should also go to participate in the sect competition, pass here to rest, or replenish supplies.
Zhu Yao and Xiaobawang have seen several waves of people along the way. Compared to the laziness of the loose cultivators, these uniformed disciples were obviously more excited. They also discuss the upcoming big competition from time to time, and it is difficult for people not to recognize their participating athletes.
"I heard that the Xuyao faction has a Jindan monk with five spiritual roots!"
I wish you a footstep, Wuling root? Wouldn't it be classmate Ye Qingcang
"Five spiritual roots form a pill, can't you? Isn't it difficult for five spiritual roots to even establish a foundation?"
"That's right, I heard that it only took twenty years."
"Isn't that faster than Shan Linggen? Who is who?"
"It seems to be called... Ye Qingcang."
囧, it's really him. It seems that he has created a new exercise, and he has completed the elixir so quickly. The speed of this practice is really the male protagonist.
"I heard that too. Uncle Ye is also good at alchemy training, and is currently a fifth-order alchemist."
"This is too bad, can Wulinggen be so powerful?"
"I heard that Peak Master Fu Lingfeng still intends to betrothed his own disciple to him?"
"Fu Lingfeng's disciple, isn't that the former Junior Sister Quyi?"
"Yeah, a hero matches a beauty! I want to get to know such a person too. It's just the right time to have a glass of wedding wine."
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The person in front slowly walked away. After a while, no sound was heard. Zhu Yao couldn't help but glance at the little overlord next to him.
"Are you sad?" You can borrow your shoulders.
Xiao Bawang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "What?"
"Quyi..." Zhu Yao reminded. Qingmei is getting married, and the groom is not his or something.
He smiled, not to mention heartache and frustration on his face, not even a trace of regret. Shaking his head, he said, "Grandma... I saw this matter five years ago."
"Really not sad. Not sad, not disappointed?" Zhu Yao doubted his face, "Don't worry, little bully, whether you want to crush your rivals. Or spray them with salt and soda, I will... cheer for you."
"..." Didn't you help him? "I'm really fine!"
"Sure?"
"Sure!" He nodded heavily and sighed. "Actually, thinking about it now, I didn't necessarily like Junior Sister Qu in my heart at the beginning. I just took her as a younger sister to take care of her, but it has become a habit since I was a child. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see her heart. It's Junior Brother Ye." His eyes lit up, and he said with some envy, "It's Junior Brother Ye that surprised me, I didn't expect him to form a pill so quickly."
"Okay, I believe you." It seems that Xiaobawang really doesn't like Quyi anymore, and suddenly feels so bored, "Why don't we go grab a marriage or something?"
"… "
"I'll give you a plan to ensure that you won't be killed."
"… "
"That's right, it's safe, reliable, and pollution-free."
The little bully left immediately.
Alas, the bigger it is, the less cute it is.
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When they came to Juxian Yuan, Hua Lin was obviously overjoyed, and greeted him from afar.
"Old..." Thinking of the last address incident, he had a circle of words in his mind, but the sister (sister) (friend) finally settled on, "Fellow Daoist!"
"..." What the hell is an old fellow Daoist? How does it feel to be called a duo of magic sticks!
"I knew the two of them would definitely come." With a moved face, he opened his mouth to speak to the leader who sang the praises of his virtues, and Zhu Yao immediately stopped the chatter.
"Let's go to the Xu Yao faction quickly."
Hua Lin was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky, it was really late, and then he cut off the conversation, turned and asked a Jindan cultivator next to him, "Isn't the Wu family here yet?"
The cultivator's face turned pale, and he bowed and replied, "Back to the ancestors, this... Boss Wu promised to deliver it at this time, it should be soon... Soon."
"What's wrong? Are there any other disciples who participated in the competition?" Zhu Yao asked.
Hua Lin's face froze, "I'm not a disciple of Dabi."
what is that? Zhu Yao didn't have time to ask.
I saw a fat man on the other side of the street, but he was running and panting, "Come... come... come, the ancestors, I'm coming down."
"Huh." Hua Lin nodded, "Where's the stuff?"
"Here!" Fatty took out something from the storage bag beside him. It was a jade Ruyi inlaid with various gems, which was too dazzling and gorgeous. Obviously it's the norm for upstarts.
"That's it?!" Hua Lin's eyes widened in disgust.
Fatty smiled and said flatteringly, "Ancestor, this is the only eighth-order magic weapon that Wu has seen over the years. There is nothing else!"
Hua Lin stared at Yu Ruyi with a tangled face for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and had to compromise, "Forget it, there is no other way now."
After speaking, he took the Ruyi, raised his hand and threw it in the air, and read a sword-fighting tactic. Suddenly, the Ruyi became hundreds of times larger, more jeweled and sparkling, and Zhu Yao felt like he was going to be stabbed blind. .
"Jiang Cheng, go and call out all the disciples participating in the competition and set off immediately."
"Yes!" The Jindan disciple next to him nodded and led the fat boss away.
and many more!
The corner of Zhu Yao's mouth twitched, "Old man, we won't go to the Xuyao School with this magic weapon?" Wouldn't it be better to kill him? This is too powdery!
Hua Lin was also confused, looked around, and said in a low voice, "You know, fellow Jade Daoist, we have always been cultivators... we don't have any background. I'm only good at making talismans, but not utensils. This is what I already know. The highest-level magic weapon I can find." His face was sad, and in order to save face, it was easy for him, "Just this one, it was temporarily rented by Yuanguangzhai's friendship."
"..." The eighth-order magic weapon still has to find a sponsor! "You're a failure too!"
"There's no way..." He shook his head, "I can't let the loose cultivators fly over by themselves. My Flood Dragon is shocking enough, but it's a pity that the state has not been good recently. before, even more…”
Zhu Yao: "… "
You've broken your heart for the cause of loose cultivation.
I looked up at the jade Ruyi that was still glowing...
But she really doesn't want to lose fans!
"Master, Master, please answer the emergency call." Zhu Yao immediately sent a voice transmission to look for foreign aid.
"Say."
"Ask for support for a means of transportation that can be used by many people. It's a low-key, luxurious and connotative one. It's better to have a higher rank." After thinking about it, she added, "Except bricks!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the storage bag beside her bulged.
"Master, I love you, ah!"
Zhu Yao took it out and found that it was an emerald green jade boat, and she stuffed it directly into Hua Lin.
"Friend Jade, this is..." Hua Lin was taken aback.
"Yesterday's gift from Lingshi."
Only then did Hua Lin carefully look at the things in his hand, and when he saw it, he took a deep breath, "Ten... ten... tenth-order magic weapon."
"Accurately speaking, it is a top tenth grade magic weapon." Master produced, quality assurance.
Hua Lin's hand trembled and he almost fell down. Tenth-order, still the best, this is not immortal. He looks so... old, I have seen the tenth-order magic weapon, but it is the best, is that just a legend
"Friend Jade..." Hua Lin's eyes were a little hot, what should he do if he wanted to cry
"Uh..." You old man, do you want to be so emotional? Wipe your nose, hey!
Hua Lin sniffed, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I will return this thing with both hands when the sect competition is over."
"No need." Zhu Yao waved his hand indifferently, "I have a lot of families."
"what?!"
"Uh... I mean the exchange of gifts! You gave me something yesterday, so I'll return the gift."
This gift is too heavy! It feels like a dream. Although I knew that she was a late-stage sage of God Transformation, there must be a lot of good things, but I didn't expect that she would take it out so casually.
Hua Lin wiped his nose fiercely, even his heart was sour, and the hand holding the magic weapon felt a little light, this is his friendship with fellow Jade Daoist!
Half time.
"Friend Jade Daoist..."
"what?"
"Can I give you a hug?"
"roll!"