The innate peak master was killed by a barbarian like you with an axe?
Why don't you say that your immortality will lead to the world?
Even Xiao Jin, who was recuperating in the imperial city, couldn't help but laugh. His handsome face with sharp edges, narrow eyes that were slightly squinted, and his white hair falling casually, this smile really had the meaning of a smile that could captivate the city.
This scene made the palace maid taking care of him stunned.
It would be great if he were not a eunuch.
The palace maid thought to herself, looking at Xiao Jin, feeling that the more she looked at him, the more beautiful he became.
"looks good?"
"Well, it's so beautiful," the palace maid replied.
"Do you like my governor?"
"Well, hi...ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Governor, I didn't mean to do it, please bypass me!"
The palace maid was so frightened that she quickly knelt on the ground, feeling extremely frightened.
Oh my god, what am I doing? He is the governor of the East Factory! It is said that Xiao Jin, the great eunuch who killed without batting an eyelid, was there.
The palace maid shivered, waiting for Xiao Jin's resignation.
But after waiting for a long time, Xiao Jin didn't speak. She mustered up her courage and slowly looked up, but she didn't expect that Xiao Jin had left at some point.
Tianhong Temple.
A young monk struggled to read the Buddhist scriptures, scratching his bald head with his little hands, sometimes frowning and sometimes happy.
"Danxin, Danxin! Come out and play!"
A group of young monks were lying on the windows outside, calling to Li Danxin who was reading.
"Amitabha, the master said that today we will read the Bodhisattva Sutra of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, and we will take my exam in the evening. You go and have some fun."
"By the way, from now on, you have to call me by my name to Master." Li Danxin said seriously. He lowered his head and read the scripture again.
The group of young monks outside felt bored and scattered in all directions after a while.
There was no way, without Li Danxin leading the team, they wouldn't dare to run around and play around. If they were seen by the Discipline Academy, they would have to be criticized again.
But Li Danxin is different. He is now a closed disciple of Tianhong Temple.
"Danxin." Suddenly someone called him.
The little monk who was reading looked up and saw an old monk wearing a golden cassock standing in front of his window.
"Master" Li Danxin stood up obediently and said.
Monk Dingwu nodded slightly. He had become the host. After putting on the special golden cassock, he looked extremely solemn.
"Do you want to go down the mountain?" Dingwu asked softly.
"Why are you going down the mountain? You don't want to go down." Li Danxin stared at her bright eyes and tilted her head.
"Come down the mountain, master will take you to see someone."
"Master, the mountain is quite good. Uncle Dingwen told me before that there are very powerful people at the bottom of the mountain who won't let me go down."
Dingwu was speechless for a while.
"Did he tell you that the women at the foot of the mountain are very powerful?"
"Yes, my uncle said that you should never have contact with women in your life, especially a woman named Lan Xiangjun," Li Danxin said matter-of-factly.
Senior brother, how on earth did you teach my apprentice behind my back? Dingwu looked up at the sky helplessly; he felt a little sorry for his old friend, Mr. Jiaolan, who had brought his daughter and son-in-law to Shisan and left him to take care of him.
He wanted to protect their lives, not to beat the couple. Although he liked Danxin very much and accepted him as a close disciple, he still wanted to let Danxin and Lord Lanxiang meet.
Whether it succeeds or not will be decided later when they grow up.
When I was a child, I told them not to see each other even once. Isn't this a clear attempt to break up the family?
"Why"
Dingwu sighed.
They must meet each other, and even if they want to return to secular life in the future, I will never stop them.
And if the two of them can't get together, it's not impossible for them to let nature take its course and train Danxin as his successor.
Li Danxin stood by the window, holding the corner of his clothes with her little hands, secretly looking at her master.
"Danxin, as a monk, I don't tell lies. As a teacher, I will take you to find Lord Lanxiang. She is the daughter-in-law of your fingertips."
"Ah! Master, no! Women named Lanxiangjun are very powerful. Master was driven to the mountain by someone called Lanxiangjun to become a monk, and he never went down the mountain in his life!" Li Danxin heard that Master He wanted to take him to find Mr. Lanxiang, but he was so frightened that he cried loudly.
"Amitabha, I am the Buddha, the World Honored One." Dingwu said the Buddha's name.
"Dan Xin, master won't talk nonsense to you, are you going or not?" Dingwu asked seriously.
"If you don't go, the guy named Lanxiang Jun will definitely beat them up. I would rather be a monk on the mountain for the rest of my life than come down, and I don't want a wife!" The young monk said aggrievedly with tears in his eyes.
"Hey, little bastard, I don't know whether Mr. Lanxiang will hit you or not, but if you don't go now, I will take Mr. Lanxiang up to the mountain and let all the brothers in the hospital laugh at you!" Dingwu Shen said the voice.
This sentence put great pressure on Li Danxin. He couldn't imagine that if the woman named Lan Xiangjun went up the mountain and beat him in front of his friends, would he be able to get around in the future?
"Okay, okay, since the master threatens me with such a terrifying existence as Lord Lanxiang, then I will obey my orders, the World Honored One will forgive me." Li Danxin looked hopeless, choosing the lesser of the two evils. He had no choice but to face Lord Lanxiang alone.
At the beginning of the sixth year of Tianqi, two monks, one old and one young, came down from Fulingtai Mountain.
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Taizhou Mansion, Piaomiao Town, Wang Mansion.
After Lan Xiangjun got up in the morning, he felt a sudden surge in his heart, a little excited and a little expectant; speaking from a literary point of view, his heart was like a little rabbit running around.
She was confused. Although she was a loli now, she was an old aunt in her heart. How could she suddenly feel like this?
She found her master, Wang Laodao, and told her the situation. Wang Laodao suddenly looked serious, and immediately shouted for Mr. Lanxiang to enter the cultivation state immediately.
Lord Lanxiang looked confused and didn't know why. Could it be that there was something wrong with his cultivation?
She didn't dare to be careless, so she immediately crossed her legs and carefully performed the sitting and forgetting technique.
The unique internal force of the Zuo Wang Sutra spreads a slight coolness throughout the limbs, bones, internal organs, and finally gathers and compresses in the Dantian.
Wang Laodao was sweating profusely and stared carefully and nervously at Lord Lanxiang who was practicing, for fear that something would go wrong with his precious disciple.
About an hour later, Mr. Lanxiang woke up from practicing, feeling extremely clear and comfortable all over.
But the feeling inside still hasn't dissipated.
What does it mean?
Lan Xiangjun squinted his eyes and thought.
Wang Laodao felt relieved when he saw that his disciple's practice did not go wrong.
"Disciple, you just said you were excited? Are you a little expecting?" Wang Laodao asked with a frown.
"Yeah, I don't know what's going on. It feels like I'm about to see someone." Lan Xiangjun's eyes slowly opened wide, and she thought of someone.
"Apprentice is right to say that. I remember the same feeling when I entered Chunyang Palace and was about to meet Senior Sister Chunyang." Wang Laodao said, stroking his beard.
"But there's no reason. Even if you want to meet someone, the premise is that you don't know. How can you feel this way?"
"I do know that people in the innate realm will have slight premonitions about things that are about to happen and have a great impact on them; this is called heavenly induction. Has this feeling appeared in you now?"
"Master, I know who I'm going to see!" The corners of Lan Xiangjun's mouth turned up.
"You know who's coming?"
"Well, if my guess is correct, he should be coming," Lan Xiangjun said.
"If it comes, it will prove that my feeling is right."
"If no one comes, I'm just worrying too much."
"If it is really because someone is coming that you feel something in your heart, apprentice, you must know that this is a skill that only warriors in the innate realm have!" Wang Laodao was a little confused.
In the past at Chunyang Palace, he felt that Qi Jin was a genius.
But now compared with his apprentice, Qi Jin is a waste! There is no comparison at all.
One day of weather sensation, one year of sensation of heaven and man. Of course, the feeling of heaven and man still needs to be verified.
If it were true, it would be unimaginable.
Wang Laodao stared at Lord Lanxiang, looking left and right. If his apprentice really had a telepathy at this moment, what kind of scenery would it be like when he brought her back to Chunyang Palace?
People who have embarrassed themselves before should look ugly, right?
Thinking of this, Wang Laodao laughed.
"Master, why are you staring at me?"
"Apprentice, when you reach the second-rate level, master will take you to Chunyang Palace!"
"Okay, I'm also going to see the legendary No. 1 sect in the Central Plains."
In fact, Lan Xiangjun reached the level of a second-rate master a few days ago.
This is why Mr. Lanxiang specially compressed his internal energy to the point where it cannot be compressed before breaking through. Otherwise, he would have broken through to the second level even faster.
But now, Lord Lanxiang has discovered that after rebirth and time travel, the benefits brought by the fusion of his spiritual power with the original Lord Lanxiang are simply endless.
The cultivation speed is very fast, and I have never encountered the bottleneck from third-rate to second-rate mentioned by Zhang Laodao.
It seemed that everything came naturally, and he naturally broke through to the second-rate level and was able to perform Qing Gong!
"Master, it's not that my apprentice is hiding it from you. If you knew that I was already a second-rate master, what would you do if you took me to Chunyang Palace now? There are people from Dongchang outside."
"If you don't go, I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable. If you go, it might be too cold."
Lord Lanxiang looked at Wang Laodao and thought in his heart.
"Master, I have to go get ready to welcome our guests!"
"Okay, go ahead, as long as you have no problem practicing."
After Mr. Lanxiang left, Wang Laodao sat on the chair, his face full of relief.
With Lu Zu at my side, Wang Daoyi, an outer disciple of Chunyang Palace, wants to make Chunyang Palace prosperous again.
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Wang Shouyi was a lay disciple of Tianhong Temple. He went up the mountain to practice martial arts when he was young and came down the mountain when he was young. At that time, he was already a third-rate master. He was spotted by Master Xu, a wealthy businessman in Piaomiao Town, and was recruited to worship him.
Later, Mr. Xu saw that Wang Shouyi was an upright man, handsome in appearance, and a martial arts practitioner. Later, after discussing with his only daughter Xu Qing, he made Wang Shouyi his son-in-law.
The two were in love for decades after their marriage and lived a wealthy fairy life.
Although due to some unknown reasons, the two of them have never had a son or a half, and their daily life is inevitably a bit dull; but the arrival of Lord Lanxiang made the two of them extremely happy.
It's like a calm lake, and a small stone is thrown into it, causing ripples.
"Mom and Dad, take out the little floral skirt for me! This fairy wants to wear it today."
The two people who were checking the accounts in the accounting room were interrupted by an exclamation.
Xu Qing raised her head and saw Lan Xiangjun's red face. She quickly came out of the accounting room and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
"Xiangjun, what's going on? You're sweating even in the winter? You won't catch the cold, right?"
It is said that once you are pregnant, you will be stupid for three years. Even Xu Qing, who has never given birth to a child, looks a bit silly and cute at this time.
"My silly wife, have you ever seen that person who cultivated his inner strength contract cold?" Wang Shou shook his head and said helplessly.
Xu Qing rolled her eyes at him.
"If I'm not stupid, can I marry you?"
"Xiangjun, ignore your dad. Let's go to my room. The little floral skirt I made for you is in the closet."
Xu Qing picked up Mr. Lanxiang and walked towards her room, leaving Wang Shouyi shaking his head helplessly.
In Xu Qing's room, Lan Xiangjun looked at the little floral skirt in a daze.
This dress was a dress she drew herself last year and then asked Xu Qing to make it.
This skirt is divided into two sets: top and bottom; the top is a white short-sleeved shirt with a circle of blue all over the collar. The bottom is a black knee-length pleated skirt with small floral prints on it.
The moment he saw this dress, Mr. Lanxiang's thoughts were drawn to the earth in his previous life.
"JK"
Lan Xiangjun's eyes were slightly red.
In her spare time in her previous life, Lan Xiangjun, who had always followed the JK circle, had never tried it on because she felt that such clothes were only for lolita girls aged 11 or 12, even girls aged 16 or 17. It’s also very beautiful.
But as she is over 20 years old, she is really embarrassed to wear such trendy clothes and dare not wear them to meet people.
Now I no longer have such worries, I am now six years old, a real loli!
Fortunately, I drew JK's drawings when I had nothing to do last year and asked Xu Qing to make them, and they came in handy today.
"Speaking of Xiangjun, are you sure you want to wear this skirt?"
Xu Qing was a little worried.
"Mom, it's okay. I'll wear it at home. I won't wear it when I go out." Lanxiang Jun said, taking off his little jacket and putting JK on.
After putting on JK clothes, even though Xu Qing, a woman, looked at it, her eyes lit up.
This novel skirt from another world made Xu Qing feel extremely strange and beautiful.
But the next moment, she was even more worried.
"Well, Mr. Xiang, although you are only six years old, is it really okay to expose your calves?"
"Why don't you put on your pants? It's winter so you don't really get cold."
Mr. Lanxiang rolled his eyes, turned around, and asked the question: "Mother, do you think it looks good?"
"It's quite beautiful."
"That's okay, I really just wear it at home and never go out."
"Also, my internal strength is really strong. I will never catch the cold."
"Mom, if you think it looks good, make a set yourself and try it on."
Lan Xiangjun looked at Xu Qing's figure expectantly, held his chin with one hand and laughed.
Xu Qing was a girl raised in a traditional feudal family. When she thought about how this dress would feel on her body, her face immediately started to heat up and she was so embarrassed.
"No, no, no, what are you talking about? Just wear whatever you want as a child. I am a mother. If I go out wearing this dress, the big tiger's mother next door will laugh at me to death."
"Oh, mother, what are you afraid of?"
"A woman looks good to those who please her, and a man dies for his confidant. You are wearing it to show your husband, so what are you afraid of?"
Of course Xu Qing knows what her husband means.
At this moment, Wang Shouyi's voice came from outside.
"Xiangjun, my wife, come out quickly, a distinguished guest is coming."
Hearing these words, Lord Lanxiang was overjoyed and secretly said, "It's really here!"
