Chapter 190 is just a mortal (10,000 words updated every day for subscription, monthly pass)

Xuyun Island is an insignificant small island in the sea area of Abbot Xiandao, only a few hundred miles wide, and belongs to Qianyun Island.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, there was a bamboo house made of yellowed bamboos and some irregular wooden planks in the coconut grove near the island, and the house was faintly lit.

A lit oil lamp flickered with a bean-sized flame, illuminating the bamboo house slightly yellow, and at the same time emitting a burst of fishy smell.

An old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old was smoking a hookah more than a foot long, squinting and leaning on an old wooden bed with a little rough carving at the head of the bed, with a slightly musty quilt underneath.

The old man had dark skin, very dry, with several cracks on his cheeks, forehead, etc., and a thick layer of calluses on his big hands holding hookahs, especially near the tiger's mouth. The skin on the back of the hand is also covered with deep wrinkles.

This is the typical fisherman's palm, which has been exposed to so much wind and sun that the skin is so dry and rough and wrinkled.

"This fish oil lamp smells fishy, it really doesn't smell good, let's change it to soybean oil another day." The woman who was holding a large array more than three inches long by the lamp, and who was using twine to mend the fishing net, said loudly, and her face also had the marks of time carving, I don't know whether because of her poor eyesight or because the light was too dim, she had to squint for a long time before she hooked a stitch.

"Bear with me, we don't have much soybean oil left. Catch up with me and go out to sea to catch a few big fish, and I can change some back" After the old man took a deep breath of hookah, he removed the bamboo cigarette pipe, comforted him, and then said with a hint of ostentatiousness: "When I was young, I once went to Qianyun Island once, and the immortal masters on the island can be seen everywhere. These immortal masters never light oil lamps at night, they all use gem pearls that can shine, and the price of any gemstone is enough for us to work on the whole island for a whole year, and those immortal masters have great powers, and they fly faster than Peng birds in the sky......"

"Okay, okay, as soon as I talk about this, it's endless, I've listened to it for most of my life" The woman interrupted the old man's words, and said angrily, the old man's words reminded her of her youth, when she liked to listen to the old man of the young man talk about the things of this immortal master, all kinds of strange fairy methods, and the gorgeous fairy palace buildings made her obsessed. Thinking of this, a warm feeling rose in the woman's heart, and she glanced up at the silent old man, and found that he was smoking a hookah in a daze, obviously still reminiscing about the scenery of Qianyun Island. The woman smiled and shook her head, continuing her work.

"Someone is coming," said the old man, who was leaning on the bed mountain and smoking a hookah, suddenly sat up and said to the woman with a strange expression.

They didn't have many relatives and friends, and they came to the door at this time of night, but they couldn't guess who it was. Immediately the woman heard rustling footsteps outside the house, and it sounded like more than one person.

"Anyone?" the footsteps outside the house stopped, and the voice of a young man came, with a rather urgent tone, as if he was in trouble.

"It doesn't sound like it's from this island, is it from another island?" The old man has lived on this island for decades, and he is already familiar with the voices of those faces that are turning around on the island. He muttered in his heart, and looked through the gap between the door panels, and sure enough, he saw a pair of young men and women vaguely, only in the dim light, and he couldn't see clearly, but it really didn't look like any of the inhabitants of the island.

Only a small island with a spiritual vein will have monks stationed there, and mortals will survive under the protection of monks. As a result, there are not many islands with mortals, and they are generally geographically separated from each other, so each island rarely circulates with other islands. At the same time, due to the small mobility, most of them have lived on a small island for generations, making the atmosphere of the mortal world very simple and hospitable.

The old man opened the wooden door quickly and saw a pair of young men and women of twenty-five or sixteen years old who were wet.

These two people look very ordinary, but they are definitely not offensive, and the two look very compatible, anyone who sees them at first glance will guess the relationship between the two of them.

"Uncle and aunt, our husband and wife are from Qianyun Island, and we accidentally encountered a big wave near this Xuyun Island, the boat capsized, and the two of us swam ashore, and asked the uncle and aunt to take us in for one night. The young woman bent down and saluted the two of them, and as she spoke, she pulled the slightly darker-skinned young man next to her, who was slightly stunned and then hurriedly bowed as well.

"Of course, there is no problem with being polite," the old man smiled and said: "It's just that our family is a little poorer, there are only two rooms in total, if you two don't dislike it, just rest here for one night, the old woman and I will go to the back room and squeeze the old woman with the children, go make a fire, and bake clothes for the two guests." ”

"Thank you, uncle and aunt, for your hard work," said the young man and woman happily.

After a while, the woman brought a brazier with some dry wood in it, and then not long after that two bowls of salted fish noodles were served.

The young man and woman were naturally very grateful, but the old man was very bold, and with a wave of his hand, he took the old woman to a room inside.

"I think eighty percent of this young couple eloped from home," the old man and the old woman suddenly whispered in the old man's ear after lying down with the children.

"How do you see that?" asked the old man, confused.

"If you look at that young man carefully, his skin is dark, but his hands are not calloused, and his speech is sour, and he is a poor scholar who has never suffered hardships. And that little girl, although she looks average, has a generous and decent manners, and she must be a girl. The poor scholar met the eldest lady, and the two of them got together, and they must have been privately decided for life, but they were opposed by the woman's family, and the two of them eloped out as soon as their heads were hot, and they thought about ...... back then" The old woman said here, but stopped a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, I think your mother didn't think I was a scholar back then, so she wouldn't let you marry me, if your father hadn't persuaded your mother at the last moment, I'm afraid we would have eloped," the old man laughed softly.

"Phew, who's going to elope with you, a dead old man," the old woman chirped.

"I wasn't a dead old man at the time, I was very handsome when I was young, otherwise how would you have recognized me at a glance," the old man defended unconvinced.

......

Although the voices of these two people were very small, they reached the ears of the young man and woman word for word, and the two couldn't help but smile at each other.

This young man and woman are Zhao Di and Yun Mengli who have hidden their cultivation and changed their appearance.

There is also a certain reason why the two chose this island.

There is a small spiritual vein on this island, but the density of spiritual energy is extremely low, and it is just the appearance of a low-grade spiritual vein. Therefore, all monks with slightly higher cultivation did not want to practice on this island, preferring to spend more spirit stones or choose some smaller caves.

Slowly, this small island has become a chicken-like existence, there are spiritual veins, and there are more than 10,000 mortals living on the island, but no one has taken over, and Qianyun Island has to spend some spirit stones every year to maintain the protective circle on this island.

So Qianyun Island simply transferred the low-level transfer of this small island half rent and half gift, no matter how it is cultivated, as long as it can afford the annual consumption of spirit stones by the magic circle on the island, you can become the owner of this island, and you don't need to pay other fees.

After such "generous" conditions were given, some monks who liked purity were finally moved, and the last monk in the Qi refining period became the owner of this island.

The island where the Qi Refining Stage cultivator was sitting was naturally unlikely to cause these two people to encounter any trouble, or to be seen through and covered up.

In addition, the nearest big island to this island - Qianyun Island is controlled by the Confucian sect Qianyun Sect, this sect is somewhat similar to the Qianji Gate, and the highest cultivation in the door is only the late stage of the Jiedan, and it has always been located here, and the relationship with the Righteous Path Alliance, the Anti-Heaven Alliance, and the Hundred Sects Alliance is not very close.

In this way, the safety of Zhao Di and Yun Mengli can be more guaranteed.

Because Yun Mengli's appearance is too shocking, even as a mortal, it is inevitable to cause a lot of trouble, so both of them simply turned into ordinary young people and blended into this mortal.

Zhao Di casually arranged an invisible shield to cover him and Yun Mengli, and then gently floated through a layer of aura, and instantly returned to a delicate young man, with a unique free and easy temperament of an immortal cultivator, which was completely different from the dark-skinned young man just now. Yun Mengli also returned to her usual appearance, and her beautiful appearance made Zhao Di a little stunned.

"Mengli's face, the husband will look at it for a long time, and I hope that after a long time, the husband will not get tired of it. Yun Mengli smiled, her cheeks slightly red.

"If there is really a face in this world that you never get tired of seeing, it must be a beloved wife" Zhao Di reached out and gently stroked Yun Mengli's pretty face, his eyes were full of love.

Yun Mengli leaned on Zhao Di's chest and said softly, "Does the husband know why Mengli chose this family to start settling?"

Zhao Di gently stroked his beloved wife's jet-black hair with his fingers, and replied with a slight smile: "You said that your mother-in-law is from a mortal background, does this have anything to do with your mother-in-law?"

"Yes, the husband guessed that the mother of the middle family was the fisherman's daughter, and she grew up in this environment since she was a child, and it was not until she was eighteen years old that she accidentally met her father who remained in the mortal world for some reason. My mother often told me that the most missed days in her life were the few short years she spent with her father in the mortal world, when he was ordinary but happy and simple. By the time she returned to Xixing Island with her father, her father was either busy studying the formation or retreating and doing penance all day long, and there were few idle days, and her mother communicated with him less and less. Yun Mengli played with Zhao Di's clothes and said slowly.

"My mother used to say that I had spiritual roots, but I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky. Although he has the opportunity to practice immortal law and has powerful supernatural powers, it is difficult to experience the simple happiness of mortals. At least in her opinion, her father's happiest time was also in the mortal world. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Mengli let out a long sigh and continued to say faintly: "After the great changes in my family, I have long lost interest in the way of cultivating immortals, if it weren't for the revenge of my father, I wouldn't have the motivation to continue cultivating at all. In addition to revenge, my greatest wish is to experience the simplicity and happiness of the mortal world, as my mother said. I also want to thank Fujun for being able to put down his practice and spend the rest of his life with Mengli. ”

"Yes, the reason why mortals are happy and happy is because of simplicity, as long as they can eat well and live well, they can be very happy. What seems trivial to the monks can be so exciting for mortals that they can't sleep for days. In the same way, the things that mortals are obsessed with pursuing and expounding their hearts and minds to snatch are still not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortal cultivators. And the things pursued by immortal cultivators seem ethereal and unrealistic to mortals, and perhaps they will also think that what we immortal cultivators are pursuing is meaningless and illusory things. Zhao Di said lightly.

"Yes, maybe in the eyes of mortals, we immortal cultivators are high, we can not only fly around, have vast magical powers, but also live without illness and pain, and live for a long time, but it is difficult for them to imagine how cruel and ruthless the immortal cultivation world is, and how ruthless and humane the immortal cultivators are, and how ruthless and unrealistic the immortal cultivators are. If it weren't for the mortal, maybe the husband and Mengli would never be able to be so affectionate. Yun Mengli said softly, looking at Zhao Di gently.

Zhao Di gently kissed Yun Mengli on the forehead, but the latter buried his head in Zhao Di's arms, and he was infinitely shy.

On the second day, Zhao Di and Yun Mengli thanked the old couple after the disguise modification, and explained their intentions, and according to the two guesses, they said that they had eloped from Qianyun Island for life, and planned to live on this Xuyun Island in the future.

The old man looked at Zhao Di for a while, and suddenly said: "Brother Jian, looking at your appearance, you should have read a lot of books, your body is too thin and weak, and it is not suitable for rough work like the old man and me, it is better to open a private school on this island and teach the children to read and write, so as to make a living."

"Teaching?" Zhao Di frowned slightly when he heard this, and glanced at Yun Mengli.

"Yes, I often hear the old man say that as long as the children on Qianyun Island are not in too bad family conditions, they will try their best to send them to the school to study for a few years. If the book is good, it may even be favored by the immortal master, and he will become an immortal disciple under the sect, and he will even become a great immortal master in the future."

Zhao Di smiled slightly, probably what the old man and his wife said was the matter of the Thousand Cloud Sect recruiting disciples. As a Confucian sect, Qianyun Sect is quite particular about reading books and discussing the Tao, and if the breath of books is generated in the process, not only can it exert some powerful Confucian secret arts, but also practice Confucian exercises will also get twice the result with half the effort.

Therefore, it is indeed normal for the Qianyun Sect to go to the academy to select some young disciples who have spiritual roots and have a little bit of book breath to supplement the entry.

"Husband, Uncle Li's suggestion is good, you might as well consider it. Yun Mengli said with a smile.

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