Cute little fairy: Brother, is that enough?

Chapter 28 The Purpose of Practice

Qingsong City, the arena.

The usually quaint arena was full of brilliance at this moment, and the disciples of the Qingyang Sect in sky blue robes lined up on both sides of the arena.

Flying is prohibited in the sky over Qingsong City. On weekdays, the monks would come down and walk into the city when they were about [-] feet outside Qingsong City. Today, the sky above Qingsong City was extremely lively.

All kinds of flying lights hovered over Qingsong City, the Qingyang Sect selected disciples, and almost all the great sects in the entire Azure Star Field had arrived.

The four major sects of Chixiao Sect, Medicine Valley, Zhanlu Sect and Wanhua Valley all sent Yifeng to take the seat.As for the rest of the sects, those the suzerain could arrive at had arrived, and those who could not, at least sent a guardian over.

Even though it is a big competition for apprentice selection, no one will be vague when it is possible to draw a close relationship.

This time the Qingyang Sect presides over the big competition is Qinglian Peak's head Shui Chenxi and elder Zhengyang. The two lead their disciples in the arena to welcome people from various factions who came to congratulate.

The inside of the ring is now a big change.

The space of hundreds of feet was divided into countless areas, and a tower of hundreds of feet stood in the middle of the ring, its purpose unknown.

Before dawn, the fragrance of Lingmi wafted over the Gu family, making Gou's mouth water.

"Sister Miaomiao, it's time to get up." Gu Sen knocked on the door of Gu Miaomiao's room with a set of clothes in his hand.

The Qingyang Sect Dabi is a big event, and there are so many things that have happened during this period, how dare Gu Miaomiao take it lightly?Even if it was something given by Patriarch Gu, she had to check it again and again before she dared to use it.

After a night of rest, when Gu Sen knocked on the door, Gu Miaomiao stood up and opened the door.

Gu Sen raised the tray in his hand with a smile and said: "The ancestor said that I forgot to give this to my sister yesterday, you can change it."

The light blue cassock was brilliant and restrained, not as flamboyant as the one Gu Qing was wearing, but Gu Miaomiao could tell that even though this cassock was just a magic weapon, its grade was much higher than that of Gu Qing's.

Seeing that she didn't take it immediately, Gu Sen said with a flattering smile: "Sister Miao Miao, this is a good thing treasured by the ancestors. It is said that Tianbingsi is added in it. This is a spiritual weapon grade material. Just a few strands of silk, this clothes has already been raised to the level of treasures."

If you don’t give it yesterday, you will give it today?

Gu Miaomiao was a little worried, hesitated for a while, and said, "Is there any over there?"

Gu Sen's face froze, and he curled his lips and said, "Where does he deserve to wear this? But the ancestor gave him another clothes. It is said that today's Dabi is also the face of our Gu family. We can't let sister Miao Miao wear old clothes. What's more Your clothes are only worn by ordinary people, how can we monks wear them?"

Gu Miaomiao looked at Gu Sen after hearing the words. After all, he was the one who served the ancestor. Although his cultivation was not enough and he didn't need such good things, his belt and the wooden hairpin on his head were also very good. defensive magic weapon.

She reached out to take the clothes and said, "I'm going to change."

Gu Sen followed suit step by step, swallowing his saliva and said: "The ancestor has prepared Lingmi today! It is the best Lingmi! You only get one stone for one spirit stone! There is also spirit beast meat! Spirit beast meat! In the past, all we ate were monster meat, which had little aura and poor taste. We didn’t want to eat it, but the ancestors even taught us that the children in the clan didn’t have to eat it if they wanted to. We should eat more of what we have, which is helpful. Because of cultivation, our cultivation base is a bit higher than that of the children of the same age." Speaking of this, he was a little confused: "But I am the same age as the little fungus, why has the little fungus' practice not progressed? He is the same age as me. age?"

"Who is the little fungus?" Gu Miaomiao asked behind the screen.

Gu Sendao: "It was the short guy who hid behind yesterday."

Gu Miaomiao didn't have any impression of this, so she didn't ask any more questions, and comforted her verbally: "In addition to external conditions, cultivation depends more on talent and comprehension. Some people have good talents, just like you and me, it is easier to communicate with the spiritual energy of the world, and it is easier for them to communicate with each other. It is easy to understand various cultivation methods, and the progress will naturally be faster. Some people are not easy to accept the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and their own understanding is also poor, so the progress of practice is slow. But there is a saying that great wisdom is like stupidity, and great ingenuity is like clumsy. If The progress is slow, maybe you haven’t found the right technique or it’s not time yet. In short, you have to work hard on your own. The stupid bird flies first, even if it will be caught up by others, as long as you keep flying, you can reach it. Isn't it the destination?"

Gu Miaomiao was in a trance. It seemed that someone had said these words to herself before: "What is practice for? For longevity? Or for asking questions? Or for the better life of the family? In my opinion, practice is not Comparing with others is not to compete with others, but to live the way you want. I want to become a fairy, so I go and see what the fairy world looks like, and see what it looks like above the fairy. Is there any remnant of the battlefield from the great war ten thousand years ago? If so, I want to go to the battlefield and see what kind of battle has created the world today..."

This is the purpose of her practice...

The purpose of practicing?
Gu Sen looked at Gu Miaomiao half-understood, and following her words, a scroll of images appeared in front of her eyes. Sister Miao Miao's goal was the battlefield, so what about her own goal?And why cultivate immortality?

When Gu Miaomiao came out after changing her clothes, she saw Gu Sen sitting on the futon with her eyes closed. She knew that he might have had an epiphany, so she casually set up a gathering formation around him and went to the front hall.

Gu Patriarch arrived at the hall early in the morning, and Gu Feiyang has already been escorted back to the clan in the face of a crime. As the Patriarch, although he easily does not show his face, since he came out, he is also in charge of the overall situation at this moment.

Gu Qing came early in the morning, Gu Patriarch let him sit aside and ignored him, waited and waited and finally saw Gu Miaomiao in a green shirt coming in, he looked at her and nodded with a smile: "This clothes really suits you. "

Gu Qing turned his eyes to look, was taken aback for a moment, then looked deeply at Patriarch Gu, lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes and never looked at her again.

Gu Miaomiao stepped forward to salute, and when she raised her hand, her broad sleeves slipped off, revealing a jade lotus-like arm. She grabbed the sleeves and saluted again: "I have seen the ancestor."

The clothes she wore before were short and narrow sleeves for easy movement, but this set of robes was too long, with wide sleeves both inside and outside, she was not used to wearing them.

Gu Laozu pointed to his left hand side and said: "Sit down, when everyone arrives, let's go to the ring together after dinner."

"Yes." Gu Miaomiao stepped forward and took a seat.

Not long after, all the elders came over one after another. Seeing Gu Miaomiao's attire brightened, they all praised and sat down to eat.

Gu Miaomiao has always felt awkward wearing this dress, but her clothes are worn by mortals, and they have no defensive function at all. If Dabi doesn't say anything else today, she is afraid that her clothes will turn into flying if someone sweeps her. Gray out.

(End of this chapter)