Grandpa Kui?

Dreams.

And it can also avoid her karmic eyes.

Zhan Changfeng resigned a message to Huajian to see if she could get something.

"This person has a special behavior and needs to be reviewed. Zhan Changfeng said to Zheng Mo, the village chief, and said, "Gu Zhenjun, take it down." ”

A person appeared beside her, it was the ancient Sanskrit bridge brought out by the Weilong Realm, the ancient bridge seemed to have a thousand faces, and it was the appearance of a young man at this time, and he disappeared when he grabbed Zhang Shuhao.

"Son!" the grieving couple recovered from their parents' resentment towards them and pleaded for him.

Zhan Changfeng ignored it, brushed his sleeves out of the side hall, the night was hazy, the mountain fog gathered and dispersed, under the tree in the courtyard, a little girl squatted, holding a stone in her hand, and the chess game that was interrupted during the day.

This little girl looks like Li Xiangxiang, but there is a kind of maturity and coldness, feeling her gaze, she raised her head and showed an uninhibited smile, picked up the wooden sword leaning aside, and jumped out of the wall of the Taoist temple.

Zhan Changfeng glanced at the situation that had been revitalized by her, and walked to the back wing, as if he knew that she would come, and the door of a side room opened silently.

In the wing, there is a bed on the east side, a few bookshelves on the west side, and a sub-table and chair in the middle, which is simple and simple.

At this moment, an oil lamp was lit on the small square table, and the thin old man sat on one side, with a wreak in front of him.

"It's all here, sit down. ”

Zhan Changfeng was a little silent, "What is the old Taoist doing here?"

Lao Tao said, "Come and teach a child to cultivate swords." ”

She sat down, "Does the old Daoist think it's time to cultivate the sword?"

"Why?"

"Nine days are like a pit of fire, and monks are not as safe as mortals. Zhan Changfeng pressed the back of his hand against his chin, and lowered his eyes to appreciate the endgame on the table.

"It was the time for my generation to help the Terrans. Lao Dao's gaze also moved to this endgame, "Do you want to go down?"

Zhan Changfeng's eyes were ever-changing, and there seemed to be countless scenes flashing alternately, and in an instant, she sank her eyes, "It turns out that this is the quasi-saint situation." ”

"Do you still want to go down. ”

"......", why didn't she go down, "Does Tianzun want me to take advantage of the situation and support the re-establishment of Heavenly Court?"

Lao Dao is Ling Xiaozi's doppelganger, who was bluntly stabbed through the window paper, and smiled slightly, "The world is fickle, who knows that the trend of Shun must be right, but a different path may only be relative." ”

Jialou lost his way, became a Xuantian sinner, died and the original god was missing, he spent three thousand years, looking for his whereabouts, and finally determined that the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Jialou.

He is waiting for her spirit to recover her true spirit, if she was born from the karmic position of the Jialu Dao Fruit, it is just that, just if she is a new person, if she is the Jialu deity, it is difficult to guarantee that she will continue her previous practice and bring heavy damage to the world.

All he wanted was to pull her back on the right path as much as he could.

But she went to Shinto, which is close to the rules, so she doesn't have to worry about her going astray for the time being, but she is getting farther and farther away from other Dao systems.

Ling Xiaozi sighed, turned away from the conversation, and looked a little kindly, "You're different." ”

"Staying the same is bad. The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, Zhan Changfeng put aside this mess and boiled tea, "It's not easy to meet you, I just picked some tea leaves some time ago, please try it." ”

"Do you grow it yourself?"

"If it's interesting, try it. Zhan Changfeng said, "You told me before about the rule of inaction, I found it very difficult, after coming down from the position of the crown prince, I was always short of money, and my subordinates couldn't count on it, so I had to study the way to make money by myself." ”

"How much can you sell for tea. Ling Xuozi picked up the teacup she handed over, the tea soup was like snowflakes floating in boiled water, and after entering her throat, she smacked her lips, "Not bad." ”

"This is a nameless snow tea, newly developed, which can wash the essence and increase the cultivation speed, a total of three grades, mainly for the extraordinary, life and death, and supernatural powers, I still have concerns, and I can rest assured that Tianzun is good. Zhan Changfeng smiled, "Do you want to buy some from the Holy Land?"

...... Ling Xiaozi nodded indifferently, "How many do you have?"

Zhan Changfeng said with a smile, "Tianzun is generous, I have 100,000 kilograms of finished products ready to be launched, and 200,000 are in the process of being concocted, if you don't wait for half a month, I will prepare it for you." ”

Why does he want so much, he can't finish drinking it for the disciples and grandchildren below, but looking at the expectation in Zhan Changfeng's eyes, he hummed lightly.

This fueled Zhan Changfeng's enthusiasm, and she still had a lot of test items that lacked the verification of high-level monks.

Ling Xiaozi tried more than ten kinds of teas and more than thirty kinds of medicinal foods under the enthusiasm of his former apprentice, and when Zhan Changfeng took out the pure bottled medicine, his eyes finally changed, this is too much, the good thing in front of him is food!

Fortunately, someone walked in front of the wing, and Ling Xiaozi stiffly returned to the topic he wanted to mention at the beginning, "That child is born with divine power, but the meridians are stagnant, of course, this is a small problem in my place, do you think she is a piece of sword cultivation material." ”

Zhan Changfeng didn't answer positively, "I'm not a sword cultivator, so I don't judge favorably, but Tianzun can take a fancy to her, and she must have something unique." ”

"The first thing that caught my attention was not whether she was suitable for sword cultivation. Ling Xiaozi pinched a strand of her beard and said slowly, "Her spirit is different, she comes out during the day called Li Xiangxiang, and she comes out at night called Li Yunyun, among which Li Xiangxiang is the main one, is an innocent child, Li Yunyun, when she was born in response to her inner fear, to protect her, Li Xiangxiang didn't know the existence of Li Yunyun at first, and when he woke up, he found that he had wounds or soreness in his legs and feet, and thought that he was put on by a spirit." ”

"The two personalities alternately, and I don't remember what happened, this is a hysteria-like mental disorder, usually the cause is stimulation, this kind of person is easily excited and irritable, emotional, Tianzun wants to teach her to cultivate the sword, you have to be cautious. Zhan Changfeng was as calm as before, but he was sure in his heart that Ling Xiaozi knew the existence of Yi Changsheng.

Did he sense Yi Changsheng sleeping in her sea of consciousness before, or did Yi Changsheng's sleep have something to do with him.

"In the final analysis, it is my own heart disorder, and I will be healed when I complete my state of mind. Ling Xiaozi said deeply, "What about you?"

Zhan Changfeng smiled, "Tianzun thinks I'm sick?"

Ling Xiaozi didn't answer, she was three years old that year, and when he pulled her back from the netherworld, he found that there was another will sleeping in her, although it came from the same source, it was still worrying.

He even wondered if Jialou was in the old suspicion array, so when the Yin World wanted to take her away again, he exchanged her life at the cost of the Huangquan Holy Sword, and he also expected that the Yin World would take away the will to contain her, which could be regarded as relieving her of hidden dangers.

But he miscalculated, she valued that will too much, as if it was all she had.

It's not Li Xiangxiang's hysteria that is called serious, maybe she was split when she was reincarnated, maybe that will is the core of Jialou, maybe ......

There are so many possibilities.

The only consolation was that the will was trapped in the netherworld, and he still had plenty of time to observe her and guide her.

Ling Xiaozi was not angry, "I asked Li Xiangxiang if she wanted to heal or keep Li Yunyun." Li Xiangxiang doesn't admit that it is himself, but thinks of her as a single person, a friend, and a sister, do you think this idea is correct?"

"Hysterical mental problems are a disease that will be recovered if the source of the stimulus is removed, and if the patient stubbornly believes that it is a living life and does not want to be cured, respect her wishes. ”

Zhan Changfeng's rational suggestion made Ling Xiaozi stop his words, the candlelight gradually dimmed, and the topic ended without a problem.