MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 19. Borrowing books

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As soon as he walked out of the Yunhuamen sphere of influence, Zhou Xing’s voice was silent and shivered: "Brothers, Yunhuamen, are hypocrites, it is... really..."

I thought that he had been locked up in the dark days of jail, and no one spoke to him and could not see anything. Finally, the guards inside lit the lights. What he saw was that others were tortured. The screams that were more fierce than the ones made him tremble.

This is not counting, the person who applied the sentence also said: "The ruthless Yuan Ying ancestor, there are still five thousand knives left."

"Through the boy and the boy as the medicine to lead Dan, which is the ancestor?" Another person who gave the sentence snorted, "This kind of person is cheaper to die."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Zhou Xing felt that when the two men were talking, they intentionally or unintentionally looked at him in the direction he was in, scared him not to dare to make trouble, even breathing could not help but lighten. .

What is said outside of Yunhuamen is easy-going, not competing for strength, and a slap in the face, all of which are deceptive shit, where is the means of punishment? Now as soon as he closes his eyes, the picture of the skin of the Yuan Ying monk is peeled off.

"Stop!" Zhou Cang angered, "Yunhuamen can leave you a life, it is already a few hundred years old and I have come to ask. What do you think is here, those second and third-rate martial art? Here is Yunhuamen, a large-scale door that has been passed down for many years, don't think that outside the village often takes some small things from Yunhuamen to make jokes. Yunhuamen is really bullying. If Yunhuamen is so incompetent, can it be so stable for so many years? ?!"

Zhou Xing was unwilling. Just wanted to say that Yunhuamen had punished the sentence. He heard Zhou Cangdao. "After this time, you will retreat and practice. Without my permission, you can’t go anywhere. If you make such a thing, I will I can't protect you."

"You are the master of the imperial gate, isn't it..."

"It is no longer." Zhou Cang no expression, "How can Shun Guangzong allow a monk who is not strict with the housekeeper to be the master."

Although the Zhou brothers left, but the Songguang Zong's peak Songhe still stayed in Yunhuamen. People who practice, sometimes have to get together to talk about it, to supplement their own shortcomings.

Yunhuamen has ample aura, a peaceful atmosphere and a lot of food...

The Songhe River stands on top of the mountain and looks at the rolling clouds in the mountains, sighing long. Yunhuamen, this place, really makes people want to go. It is no wonder that there are often outside monks who come to the city to play, and all the major gates have to go to the city to open the shop. It is really a place in this place, too will enjoy life.

If he is not a determined sword repair, he will eat all kinds of food prepared by Yunhuamen every day. I am afraid that there will be an illusion that life is so comfortable. After a few emotions, there was a voice coming from the mountainside, and I thought that the disciple of Yunhuamen was practicing homework.

"Senior brother, I still have to recite these things. I thought that as long as I practiced, I naturally understand it."

"Who told you, as long as you cultivate, what will happen?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"I didn't read the book." Yan shook his head again and again. "I just ask, just ask."

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth, the support of heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers of the stars are all related to the calculation of words." Cheng Yi does not care about her. "The simpler the life, the easier it is to calculate. The more complicated people or things, the more susceptible they are to these influences. Although Yunhuamen doesn't count as long, but it can't be ignorant. You have already built the foundation, and after you have introduced you, you can go to the Treasure Hall to choose your own weapon, or choose the material that suits you. I will build it out myself."

"The terrain here is empty and full of aura. You are starting to learn, and it is easier to give birth to feelings here." Cheng Yi looked at the sky. "The weather is not good these days. When the weather is good, I will teach you to see the stars."

Songhe did not bother the brothers and sisters. Of course, they would not go to see their teaching methods. Although there are many internal repair methods between Zongmen and Zongmen, they will be discussed and discussed with each other, but the respect should be respected. . But who said that the disciples of Yunhuamen are lazy, he is still very diligent to see, where is it too much outside?

It’s not good to hear, Songhe is about to turn and leave, I heard another male voice coming over.

"Brothers, brothers and sisters have been learning for so long, eat something to take a break, don't worry slowly. The child has a long body, too much brain, and grows ugly."

The Songhe River had a foot and could hardly believe his ears. It’s ridiculous. How long does it take to learn? The disciple under the Shuguang Zongmen, the first thing to do after getting up is to swing the sword for three hundred, and then barely claim that he is not lazy. Just now, how can you be tired?

"The younger brother said that it makes sense. You should rest for a quarter of an hour."

Songhe can no longer listen to it. He is afraid that he will listen to it again and will point to the noses of these disciples. Fortunately, he is an ancestor who has been cultivated to be tempered. He knows that the disciples of others are unwilling, and can only endure this tone.

What is a Wu Linggen genius seedling to be cultivated by Yunhuamen?

With Songhe's cultivation and temperament, the three brothers and sisters did not know that someone had just stood on them. The three people ate, ate, and learned, and fed a feeding style, and soon they had a good day.

After returning to Dongfu, I found out my own small book and wrote a few words with a brushworker.

It is a happy day to study with the brothers on March 19, five years.

In the next few days, he finally remembered the evolution of the elephant, and also helped the second brother to count a small beggar, saying that he would break the small fortune recently. Within a few days, the second brother told her that he had lost a purse with five pieces of Lingshi.

The brothers and sisters heard that they were finally able to smash, and each of them greeted her with her, as if she had made a big thing.

Songhe stood through the main entrance of the main hall and looked at the distant battlefield. The pro-disciples were crowded together and you laughed at me. Turning your head and looking at Yan Yan’s face, there was no mood swing, as if he had become accustomed to it.

When I noticed the eyes of Songhe, Yan Yan smiled and said: "The disciples of the sects are lively and let the Songhe brothers laugh."

"Where, where are your disciples... the machine is flexible, very good, very good." Songhe's heart is a little surprised, these disciples in Yunhuamen, how are the feelings so good?

It is the strict management of the Shuguang Zong, and the pro-disciplinary disciples will also be contradictory due to resource issues. According to the status quo of Yunhuamen, the qualifications of other pro-disciples are good. This is the son of the sect of the sect. Now suddenly there is a Wulingen teacher and sister, and it has broken through the foundation in just four years. Others have no Other ideas?

"I came to the head today and came to resign." Songhe vowed to Yan Yan. "This time, it is the sin of our shameless rule. Fortunately, the head is liberal, and it was not hurt because of this." We have two years of harmony."

"Songhe brother is serious." Yan Yan said, "How can this blame the nobles, this matter has passed, we don't need to mention it. Just why the Songhe brother is so anxious, but I am not entertained? Why not send more I will be able to entertain you for a few days."

"You have been very enthusiastic about me, but I have been arrogant. I have been in this for a few days. I have been busy sneaking." Songhe shook his head and hesitated for a moment. He did not say anything about Zhongkai’s unstable mood. Other things.

Yan Yan knew that he had decided to go, and did not ask much. He had to stay with him for lunch and personally sent him to the main entrance of Yunhuamen.

"Please take a step at the door of Yan Yan and say goodbye."

"Slow down." Yan Yan also gave a gift, watching the Song River step on the flying sword.

The Songhe stepped on the flying sword, and the speed was extremely fast. When someone saw him flying toward the side, he avoided it. As an old ancestor who was old and convergent, he never loved to follow. Young monks robbed in the air.

"I have seen my predecessors." But this young monk flew to him and took a ceremony.

This is not to forget the five Linggen little apprentices. I am still playing in the military field in the morning. How did I go out for lunch?

"You don't have to pay more for your teacher." Songhe saw half of the words in his sleeve, and it seemed to read "Xian Xian Ji".

I noticed the eyes of Songhe, and bowed his head to stuff the words into the sleeves.

Songhe: "..."

箜篌: "..."

I knew that I should put the words in the storage bag, and I lost my face to other sects.

"If you comprehend the truth, you can't indulge in foreign objects." After all, Songhe couldn't bear such a good seedling. He walked on a lazy way, and decided to make a sinister wicked person. He said a few more words. "This book teacher Can you lend me a review?"

He stretched his hand and touched it in his sleeve. He resisted the strong disappointment in his heart and handed the book to Songhe. "Thank you, Bishop Feng, please."

“Thanks to the teacher for giving a book and saying goodbye.”

"The peak leader walks slowly." Looking at the Songhe River, he flew away like a streamer, and he sighed with relief. He touched his sleeves with great enthusiasm. Fortunately, there was another one hidden inside. The peak owner did not see it.

After Songhe returned to Shuguangzong and jumped off the flying sword, he heard someone ask: "Uncle Shi, what is in your hand?"

Songhe remembered that he had just received a copy of the girl’s book, and looked back at the pale-faced teacher, he said, “borrowed from a small friend.”

The person who asked the question, his eyes fell on his hand, and the long eyelashes trembled: "It turns out."