Fujiko is right to steal things, but when it is in the treasure trove, it is always held in the hands of both of them. If Fujiko is to be held accountable for the crime of stealing, is it even more necessary to punish Shuangshuang'er for dereliction of duty?

Chenxiaosheng is different from Senior Brother He Yu, He Yu is a person, one is two, two is two, merit must be rewarded, and punishment must be punished, while Chenxiaosheng is as long as his heart is away from the mountain, everything else is like a cloud of smoke, and he doesn't pay attention to it at all. With his personal intervention and mud, this matter is considered 'closed'. However, it was indispensable that Su Jing paid out of his own pocket, summoned six taels to make up for it, and put together a few good treasures to give to Shuangshuang'er.

It's not attributed to Lishanku, it's only given to Shuangshuang'er, which is a nondescript reparation. This is not what Senior Brother Chen meant, it is Su Jing's own intention. Seeing Shuangshuang'er so distressed that he couldn't wait to smash both of his heads on the Nine Scales Peak, he really couldn't help it.

As for the 'loss' of Lishan, the treasures that were taken away by the sword soul and the green lantern in the Lishan Treasury this time, Su Jing remembered it in his heart, and there was no need to say more about those words, he knew that he knew what he knew in his heart.

It's just that I didn't expect the two-headed goblin to change his face like a flip book, and the moment he received Su Jing's gift in his hand, the two faces of the ape and the monkey cried and collapsed, and the joy reappeared: "How can this be easy to accept, what is this The old brother is too polite, too polite." ”

The treasure in the library is good, it is the library, and what Su Jing sent into the palm of Shuangshuang'er's hand is their own treasure, and the fairy understands the difference very well

The vine bent and hung seventeen bells, which would shake a few times from time to time, and the joy of the green lantern vine was all in the light sound of the 'bell bell'. Not listening to the flower pot and following behind Su Jing, Tengyun drove to the Yanghuo Dojo. Stay in the place and take a look. The three corpses, crows and others were surrounding the ginseng lotus seeds, and there were bursts of laughter and loudness.

Sam Lianzi followed Su Jing in his mother's womb, although he was small and tender, he was really a patriarch, he woke up from his slumber, and everyone was happy. As soon as he saw Su Jing coming, Shen Lianzi jumped up in a hurry, first kowtowed respectfully to Shizun, and then shouted openly and openly not to listen to 'Shi Niang', and now the secret title can finally be put on the surface. It's more comfortable to shout.

As not to listen to what is said. Ginseng Lianzi was injured this time, and she 'pumped', and changed back to the appearance of two or three years old from a half-grown doll, looking like a ghost with a pearl and a triplet. But the three of them stood together and could tell the difference. The eldest Su Liuliu has two pigtails, the second Su obediently has a pigtail, and the eldest ginseng lotus seed has a bald head.

Flat square is not easy to make. The ginger juice rubbed the scalp did not grow much hair, and the thinning hair simply fell out after the injury was reduced. The three corpses said that this was the 'Mandate of Heaven', so that the ginseng lotus seeds did not have to hope for any more.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Jing also introduced a pair of fine ghosts to everyone in the Yanghuo lineage. As expected, the fine devil showed the sliding rod again, from the big demon slave to the senior brother to the three uncles, who was caught and who was invited to sit in the sedan chair.

Laughing for a while, while the other Fan Qiao led the crows, scourge and others to continue to practice, Su Jing summoned the ginseng lotus seed to his side alone, first asked him how he felt, and then probed his meridians with a spirit element, the child shrunk inexplicably, but the grass and trees spirit yuan was not affected, and what was even more strange was that after he woke up, his injuries healed naturally, and he was more vigorous than before he fell into a coma in terms of essence, qi, and spirit.

There should not be a ginseng lotus seed in this world, he is born from reverse creation, and no one can know the strangeness of his body, Su Jing thought for a while, and put it aside for the time being.

The side didn't listen to Su Jingdao: "The treasure obtained by the green lantern vine this time is not trivial, it wants to refine it all, it needs my help from the side, not just me to help it, this is also a good opportunity for me to practice, just when the lotus seed woke up, his homework should not be delayed, and the godmother can care about this doll very much." ”

Speaking of Lan Qi, the corners of her lips curled up a few laugh lines, before Lan Qi soared, Sam Lianzi was always by her side.

I didn't listen to the plan to retreat, so I brought green lantern vines and ginseng lotus seeds.

Su nodded and instructed: "Rattan and ginseng lotus seeds, you have to be careful." ”

Why don't you tell you, if you don't listen, you would have thought of this matter a long time ago, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will never let Fujiko hang up the bell for your eldest disciple." What about you, what are you going to do in the future?"

Su Jing was very busy with the things behind, first, he wanted to try to refine the magic circle and let the Ethereal Peak fly to the sky again; second, on the way to visit the Middle-earth Cultivator Sect before, he had already done a close reading of the inheritance of the Wushuang City, and had carefully communicated with the ghost craftsmen sent by the Yin and Yang Division, and was ready to start rebuilding the Wushuang City, and the third grandfather of the demon family also promised to help, and he would dispatch craftsmen and servants to help at that time.

I was a little surprised when I didn't hear it, and I didn't hear about Su Jingti's cultivation: "What about cultivation, when will it start?"

Su Jing shook his head: "I'm not busy with cultivation, these few Jiazi recently, I want to refine my swordsmanship." In addition, after breaking the immeasurable, there are a few more fighting spells on the silk that can be practiced, and all of them are powerful, I want to learn them as soon as possible. ”

Not only silk silk, but there are also several fighting methods in the Wushuang inheritance, these methods do not have high requirements for Yuanji, and Yanghuo disciples can also practice.

At this time, what Su Jing wanted: to fight and improve.

Bu Ting frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said: "This trip to the mountain and heavy library, you and I have seen, the treasures that have really been included in the middle and upper two heavens by the nine predecessors are mostly things that assist in cultivation and help enlightenment, and few of them are really used in the battle You have entered the realm of the Yuan Shen, and there are only three thousand years left." ”

This is a subtle reminder that the fighting ability is just a side branch. No matter how much you can fight, the invincible opponent in the world is just a temporary scenery, it is impossible to break the way and fly to the immortals by fighting, and the realm of cultivation, appreciating nature, and understanding and creation are the fundamentals of cultivation.

Heavy fighting and light cultivation, putting the cart before the horse, taboo.

This is also the principle -- looking at the departure from the mountain, the sword leaving the mountain, the first sect in the Yang world is so majestic; looking at several great heavenly sects, the living Buddha propagating the Dharma and the smallpox adorned with the Taoist are all flying to the sky, each with its own splendor, but when the strong enemy comes, it cannot be defeated, and the people die; when the heavenly star calamity comes, it cannot be stopped, why is the sect so ruined? Just because the cultivation of the original meaning is not for the purpose of fighting, not for the pursuit of liliang power. In other words, the abilities of Edgeworth flying in the sky and rushing to a thousand armies are all 'subsidiary'.

The purpose of cultivation is to one day live forever and live with the universe, and the purpose of cultivation is to attain the great avenue of the heart, and to end up truly free from troubles.

Enlightenment, cultivation, and breakthrough. By the way, getting a powerful liliang is the eternal truth of practicing shijie.

It's not that cultivators can't refine combat battles, but there are time constraints and manpower is extremely poor, and the wisest way is not to pursue a 'balance' in the past: on the premise of not affecting the fundamentals of cultivation, try to learn as many fighting spells as possible and accumulate more liliang.

How could Su Jing not understand this truth, but the timing was wrong.

The seal of the six ears of the underground will be broken at any time, and once it is killed, it will be a catastrophe to understand;

The heavens inexplicably came back to the two scarred immortal families, this time they were lucky, and the heavenly demons didn't listen. Liu'er when Su Jing is a senior. But who can guarantee that when the next wave of immortals returns, Su Jing and the others still have such luck;

Ye Fei's cultivation is combat power, Su Jing has no chance to explore the bottom at all, and he doesn't know what he is thinking in his heart. But sure. He was watching from the sidelines;

There are also tides that shouldn't come. It seems to be a great blessing, but whether it is a blessing or a curse, how many storms will it stir up. Only when the tide arrives will you know!

In the past, Su Jing didn't have to think about these things at all, the sky fell and he had He Yu, there was Chenxiaosheng, Lin Qingpan, and Shen He, and they went to the top, Su Jing only had to do his own cultivation to complete his merits. But not now, they are all hurt, and after a while, they will leave one after another.

Su Jing understood that a burden had fallen.

The elders of the mountain guard the disciples of the mountain, and the disciples of the mountain guard the sword sect of the mountain. The same principle is that the righteous predecessors guard the younger generations, and the righteous path cultivators guard the righteous path in the world.

Who will take on this protection when the seniors are gone?

Su Jing knew that it was his turn.

The disciple of the Golden Crow is already good at fighting, but it is far from enough, his skills are only enough to protect himself, and if he wants to hide the sect and even the world behind him, he still needs to be stronger.

If one day has to make a choice: give up his immortal path, or give up the life and death of leaving the mountain, Su Jing is willing to follow the example of his senior brother. But he was most afraid, even if he wanted to emulate his senior brother on that day, he wouldn't be able to keep leaving the mountain, and he didn't even have the idea of choosing the opportunity to do such a thing, a little indulgence was very far away, Su Jing knew that he was thinking a little too far, and he knew that he should let go of his cultivation during the recent period, and he should practice more.

Su Jing did not refute the persuasion of not listening, but just smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I am measured, when are you going to retreat?"

"Tomorrow. ”

That is, a monk, the word for practice is 'all the time, everywhere', and you still retreat to tomorrow when you have nothing important to do?

Inadvertently, the charming gaze that came out of the little demon girl's misty eyes was clearly a gesture, and Su Jing understood it and left the dojo with him.

The sky is clear, the season is good, the baguette is moved, and the king is called.

Let's go!

After the fetters, the spring was still strong, the cheeks of the little one who didn't listen were red and fluttering, the head rested on Su Jing's shoulders, the long hair was spread smoothly, and occasionally a few traces of wind were automatic, sweeping the tip of Su Jing's nose, itchy.

Suddenly, I didn't hear and remembered something, stretched out my hand to beckon, and the Qiankun bag flew into his hand, and took out a glass bottle from it.

The bottle is pure and transparent, the mortal glass has no such quality, there is no need to ask if it has been refined, and it is still an extraordinary spell, such a precious bottle should be filled with elixir fairy dew to match, but I don't listen to only some beans in it, ordinary red beans, which can be seen everywhere in the mortal world. A handful, a dozen.

There is another tip on the bottleneck.

The bottle was shaken, and the beans churned and clanged. I didn't listen to the shallow sigh, lifted the cork, poured out a bean from the inside, hesitated, put it in my mouth and ate it, the bean was raw.

A series of strange movements, Su Jing looked curious: "What is this doing?"

"Moyer's custom is not a custom, but there is such a saying," the long legs curled up, on Su Jing's waist and abdomen, and the voice was not as crisp and soft as usual: "It is said that it is a newlywed Yan'er, sweet and sweet, and the young couple are always not intimate enough, but it is only the most intimate in the first year, and it will gradually fade down in the future." In the first year, I put a bean in the bottle every time I was happy, and from the second year onwards, I took another bean out of the bottle every time I was happy, and I couldn't finish it for the rest of my life. ”

Only then did Su Jing realize that he didn't listen to the fact that he would put a red bean in the bottle after every spring this year.

After explaining, he didn't listen and shook the bottle at Su Jing: "A year has passed, I can't put it anymore, it's time to take it outside, alas, I can't take it a few times." ”

There are indeed not many beans in the bottle, this year I have traveled all over the cultivation sect in front, killing the latent six ears in the back, busy with smoke on the soles of my feet, and the young couple always stay together, but there are not many opportunities for real intimacy. It's a pity that with such a beautiful bottle, only a dozen red beans were put in.

Su Jing smiled and patted the back of the disobedient, his tentacles were slippery, his mind was light, and he coughed and returned to a serious tone: "The path of cultivation is against the sky; ”

Don't laugh: "There are no beans this year, I have to retreat!" As he spoke, he put the bottle on Su Jing's belly, kissed him lightly on the corner of his forehead, jumped up and put on his dress, it was already early in the morning, and it was time to cultivate. (To be continued......)