In a sea of green, there sat a young monk wearing moon-white cassocks, with a string of ordinary scraping beads hanging around his neck, holding a book, staring intently.
The white monk's robes are spread out on the grass. The plain clothes and white socks are spotless, and they look like clouds hanging down from the sky.
Just listening to the sound of the wind, a vermilion jade silk came through the air. It was a light amber color, almost transparent, and exuded red clouds. At first glance, it was a magic weapon of the Immortal Family.
The scarlet jade silk ribbon went straight towards the monk in white, bringing up a strong gust of wind, which made his face hurt. He was about to bump into the monk in white, but for some reason, he just passed him by.
The vermilion jade silk paused slightly, and then moved into the air again. Yaojiao changed like a dragon, like a living creature, and the entire area of ten feet was shrouded in a faint red glow.
But no matter how Yu Ling changes, she still can't touch that white dress. From the beginning to the end, the monk in white seemed to just lower his head and read a book, not affected by any changes from the outside world.
Suddenly.
The sky was filled with rays of light.
The end of the red ribbon was held by a slender and flawless hand.
The monk in white grabbed the red silk ribbon and sighed softly: "Ling'er, can't you be quiet for a while?" His voice was clear and moving. Although it was just plain words, it was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, full of inciting attraction.
"I don't want it. What's so good about books?"
The other end of Hong Ling is in the hand of a little girl,
She was wearing goose-yellow clothes, with a fair face and big black and white eyes. She looked watery, smart and cute, but with a hint of charm. She bit her cherry lips with her thin teeth, as if she wanted to lose her temper, but everyone could tell that she was pretending to be coquettish.
The monk in white let go of the red silk ribbon, closed the book, patted the grass next to him, and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, sit down obediently. I won't read anymore. Come and bask in the sun with me."
"I don't want to go there, I don't want to sit down, I don't want to bask in the sun..." She bit her lip, and when she said "I don't want to go there," she had already walked to the side of the monk in white and said, "I don't want to sit down." "Come down", he had already sat down, and when he said "Don't let the sun shine", he was already stretching in the warm sunshine.
"I'm just a little tired from standing."
As if sensing the other party's serious gaze, Tian Ling'er's pretty face was filled with heat, but she had a delicate nature. She bit her lip and turned her head to glare.
Immediately, their eyes met.
Tian Linger saw a face that, although slightly immature, was absolutely beautiful and unworldly.
When this face has no expression, it will give people a dignified and solemn feeling, like the gods and Buddhas sitting on the shrine, looking down at all living beings indifferently, but showing a hint of compassion and love. But as soon as you smile, your smile is like a warm spring breeze blowing across the earth, the ice and snow melt, and the grass grows and orioles fly.
Now, a faint smile overflowed on this handsome and elegant face.
This smile also rippled in Tian Linger's heart. That trace of anger also disappeared: "You, how can you catch my 'Amber Scarlet Silk' with your hands?"
Tian Linger was confused for a moment, her white jade-like skin was more frosty than snow, with a slight hint of pink, and she hurriedly found a topic to prevent the other party from seeing her thoughts.
However, this topic was indeed a source of doubt in her heart.
Although she is young, she is extremely talented. She has practiced "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" to the fourth level of Yuqing Realm. She can control objects with Tai Chi Yuan Qi. Among the young disciples of Dazhu Peak, only Tian Ling'er can do this except for the senior brother. . In addition, Tian Linger's magic weapon is also an unusual thing. It is the magic weapon that his mother Suru became famous when she was young. It has wonderful uses and great power. Even in Qingyun Sect, it is also a famous magic weapon of the Immortal Family.
When cultivators fight against each other, they almost always use magic weapons to compete with each other and rely heavily on magic weapons. The monk in white holding a magic weapon like this almost broke Tian Linger's understanding.
The monk in white raised one palm to his chest, smiled slightly and said, "Buddha said, don't say it."
In those bright eyes, there was a hint of confusion.
As rumored by the outside world, Puzhen, the "wonderful monk in white" in front of him, encountered some unexpected changes and lost his memory. He only remembered that he was called "Yu Liancheng".
And these two years have passed, except for the name "Yulian City", he has recovered some memories.
In those memories, there is no shortage of swords and swords, wine and beauties. But what impressed me the most was a skill called "Gui Zang Sutra".
This skill of Gui Zang Zhen Qi can be subdivided into nine paths of Gui Zang, each of which represents a powerful way of practice. In his current memory, there are only two paths: the Wanxiang Dao and the Heaven-shaking Dao.
Among them, the Wanxiang Dao refers to all the phenomena of heaven and earth, including fire, thunder, wind and rain, which can only be used by me. It is somewhat similar to the Qingyun Sect's Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art.
The Way of Shaking Heaven is a physical training technique, including fists, legs, and fingers.
But before, he just grabbed it and used the method of shaking the sky.
"Stingy, if you don't say it, don't say it."
Tian Linger muttered and tugged at Yu Liancheng's moon-white cassock: "Tell me a story, don't scare people, and don't talk about obscure things in Buddhist scriptures, I can't understand."
"Okay!" The white-robed monk smiled slightly and began to tell them casually. Although they were all old-fashioned stories in vague memories, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl listened with great interest and was extremely involved. It's just that most of these stories end in tragedy. When Tian Linger heard the touching parts, she burst into tears and kept looking at the monk to wipe her tears.
And this scene happened to be seen by Tian Buyi, who was worried about his daughter's safety and rushed over. He almost took out the magic weapon "Red Flame" and beheaded the lewd monk in white. Fortunately, Suru on the side had quick eyes and quick hands and stopped him. After some explanation later, Tian Buyi was still angry, but his attitude softened.
But the previous atmosphere was gone, and it was getting late, so Tian Buyi and his wife said goodbye with a reluctant Tian Linger.
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Tongtian Peak.
The first of the seven branches of Qingyun Gate, the main peak of Qingyun Mountain. Housed by the master, the mountain peaks tower into the sky, standing proudly as if leading to the blue sky.
The main hall "Yuqing Hall" is located on the top of the peak.
In addition to the Yuqing Hall, the Library Pavilion is also located here.
As the number one cultivation sect in the world, the Qingyun Sect has a history of several years. Even if you discard the books related to cultivation, it can be said to be as vast as a sea of smoke.
After parting ways with Tian Linger, Yu Liancheng, the "Wonderful Monk in White" wearing a moon-white cassock, came to the library to return books and borrow books.
After borrowing the book, the monk in white did not leave in a hurry. His eyes swept towards Tongtian Peak, sizing up the scenery of this head of the Seven Meridians.
But I saw a huge square not far away, with white jade as railings and bursts of immortal energy. There were nine large bronze tripods in the center of the square, placed in threes and threes, and the clouds were steaming.
From time to time, there are a few auspicious cranes flying past with their long calls, hovering in the air, like a fairyland, which makes people admire them.
At the end of the square, there is a stone bridge, rising across the sky, with one end resting on the square, stretching diagonally upward, deep into the white clouds, like a dragon moonlight in the sky, with a lonely aura. While listening quietly, the sound of trickling water could be heard.
At this time, the setting sun is still shining, and the entire bridge is emitting magnificent colorful rays, like a rainbow in the sky, falling into the world, colorful.
The monk in white clothes looked back at the elder of the Library Pavilion. His snow-white monk's robe floated up and crossed the edge of a layer of golden red. He smiled and said: "With such a beautiful scenery, I want to play a piece of music on the piano. Is it possible?"
The elder, with white beard and white hair, said with a smile: "I have long heard that the wonderful monk in white is very good at playing the piano. It is my honor to be able to listen to the fairy music now."
So, as the sun sets in the west, the elegant ancient melody echoes and cannot be cut off.
With such a wonderful sound, there is no shortage of audience. In addition, the Tongtian Peak lineage has a large number of people, which is definitely not comparable to the other six lines. Not long after, a circle of disciples gathered around the outside, but they all remained quiet and stopped to listen, so intoxicated.
In addition to the Tongtian Peak lineage, it happened that Master Shuiyue from the Xiaozhufeng lineage and his disciples also came to the Tongtian Peak lineage for business. They saw the scene in front of them and couldn't help but be surprised.
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ps: Asking for monthly ticket
