"This move is really thief and shady, pushing the people from the Kunlun branch to the front to play the bad guy, and then this guy named Feng goes out to play the bad guy and punish the disciples of the Kunlun branch in public, I'm afraid it's the Kunlun branch From then on, there was no authority at all in the Southern Jin Dynasty."
Xu Feiqiong stepped on the flying sword with her hands folded, hiding her figure and looking down at the crowd below.
"I thought he was a rare transparent and decent person in your team. Alas -"
And also, to be able to attack such a young girl, there is a high probability that she has some ulterior fetish...
Cheng Qiubai, who was temporarily designated by Rong Tong as the follower of the senior in the transformation stage: "..." Senior, you are quite decent, but this "transparency", can you not only see half of it at a time? It was obvious that this idea of three pitfalls in one step could only be instigated by his adults.
He didn't know Xu Feiqiong's psychological activities, otherwise there would only be more ellipses above his head. Of course, many seniors had no way of knowing his complaints. The little follower was walked outside by her all morning, and most of the time he basically performed his duty as his gourd.
"Did you hear it? At this moment, some people are shouting 'Immortal Master' and 'Long live Kunlun'." She said she was used to talking to herself, and now she was circling in the sky above the candidates, and from time to time The ground lowered to a lower level. Look at this person's gratitude. That person had to hold on until the clouds cleared to see the moonrise. I was half curious, half puzzled.
"Do you only need to say a few words to them in such a nice way? How can you be forgiven so easily for being despised, homeless, physically mutilated, and separated from your flesh and blood?"
"That girl Ziguang always said that monks are mortals. Mortals and monks are the same kind and should not be classified into three or sixty-nine grades. But if they were monks, they would never give up like this. I still can't understand these...well, 'similar kind' ' idea." She shook her head with regret.
"That...senior..." But he never expected that Jiazui Gourd would actually speak.
She turned back in surprise and said "Ah".
He seemed to have worked hard to organize his words for a long time, and finally continued with some uncertainty, "Junior, I would like to take the liberty of you...do you still remember what kind of life you lived before you entered Kunlun?"
"Me?" Xu Feiqiong was surprised by Cheng Qiubai's initiative to chat, but since the other party asked the question, she still thought about it seriously, "Well, I really don't remember this. I am an orphan. When he was two years old, he was picked up by his master and brought back to Kunlun."
"Also...please forgive me for being rude!" Cheng Qiubai never thought that his casual question would reveal the senior's bleak life experience. He bowed his head repeatedly and bowed. The little courage he finally mustered up in his voice almost collapsed. .
"It's okay, I can't remember it anyway!" Xu Feiqiong waved her hand very nonchalantly, "You tell me your story."
"Yes..." Cheng Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and slowly sorted out the past from the dust, "Junior, before entering Kunlun, he was just a son of a wealthy family among ordinary people... …The children born in the family are the descendants of the servants who have signed the contract. Unless something unexpected happens, they will be the servants of this family for generations to come.”
"The parents of the younger generation are rough slaves. The father works from cockcrow to sunset every day, and the mother has to light an oil lamp every night to mend the master's clothes. The master can beat, scold, and sell them at will. The younger generation wants to Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be selected as the young master's book boy, so I could read and read without being short of food and clothing. I still had to be the young master's human body when he got off the carriage, and the food he ate was always the young master's leftovers. Whether it is the younger generation or the younger generation's parents, I’ve never realized what’s unreasonable about such a life, and how can dignity be a valuable thing?”
"The young master of this junior family has a bad temper, and he is always hitting or scolding his servants. To this day, the most profound impression in this junior's memory is that the young master won a game of polo, and the trophy was a brand-new fox fur coat. He also The friend drank till evening, and the junior prepared to help him get on the horse. He got on the saddle, but turned to look at the junior, and cursed in a dazed way, "You slave, you are so shabby and thin in your clothes outside. You are really embarrassed." Come into my house!’ Then the fox fur coat was thrown in the junior’s face…”
"Senior may find it unbelievable, incomprehensible, and just laughable. But at that moment, junior covered his coat and tears suddenly flowed down. At that time, junior was only thinking about serving the young master well for the rest of his life."
He slowly pulled the cloak on his shoulders closer. After the golden elixir, the protective shield became a world of its own, and the temperature around his body was constant. However, he seemed to feel the coldness when the snow melted again. I don't know if it was now or the one in his memories. It was winter, but his chest and neck were warm, where he held the leather jacket tightly.
"Senior, a person who has been living underground since he was born, the first thing he sees is not the vast starry sky. He can only see the person stepping on his head. Naturally, he thinks that person is his god. Who has ever seen him because of this? Do you have to go against Heaven if you want to threaten a natural calamity? On the contrary, God occasionally works for the better, and the letters are filled with beautiful verses of praise."
When he said these words, his expression was calm, unlike the working people turning into serfs and singing, vigorously lashing out at the old society. On the contrary, there was still a bitter taste in his eyes.
Even though he later accompanied the young master to run for the election, he was unexpectedly selected by Kunlun. Even though the monk's career told him that the past was not an honor but a humiliation, a cage that covered the starry sky above his head, but he really broke out of the cage. Yet?
...No, just as he still remembered the warmth of the fox fur jacket, he also remembered the sole of the young master's boots on the muddy ground and the weight of his foot on his back.
"Well, it's interesting..." Xu Feiqiong was somewhat enlightened by what he said. She pondered and nodded slowly, "It's a bit interesting."
"Of course... of course," Cheng Qiubai rubbed his face. He realized that his emotions had been revealed too much, and he quickly tried to adjust in a panic, "The main reason is that Lord Ziguang made a wise decision and made the devil's way public. He diverted the target of hatred; he immediately sealed off the entire Bian'an City and thoroughly investigated the suspects involved. He not only gave a clear and reliable attitude as the leader of the right path, but also secretly concentrated power..." As he continued to talk, He gradually wanted to slap himself and see what he said? Is he trying to suck up to his boss or is he trying to trick his boss?
It's over, he is indeed not a good talker. After hearing this conspiracy theory, Senior Xu's impression of his master must not be lowered!
But this time, Xu Feiqiong surprisingly did not give any harsh comments. But this isn't because she suddenly became mellower, she obviously hasn't gotten over the "feelings" that she had before becoming Qiubai.
"Heaven, what is heaven? What we see when we look up is not sweetness, but the person stepping on top of our heads... This person may refer to something else, so is this the same principle in Taoism? …”
Cheng Qiubai was frightened by her, "Senior, senior, junior is just talking nonsense, senior... you don't have to be serious!"
Xu Feiqiong obviously not only understood this truth, she also saw it through the eyes of a needle, "Maybe the peak of swordsmanship that I know is not the real peak of swordsmanship, so if I want to reach the top, I have to abandon the top of the mountain that I know. The journey of cultivating Taoism is a process that is constantly repeated...I understand, I understand!"
Her Baihui acupoint gradually grew purple energy, which was a sign of a sudden enlightenment and breakthrough!
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