Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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"Uncle Shi...the woman named Yunhuamen." The disciple's tone weakened and his head was buried. He did not dare to look at the sight of the sovereign.

Sitting next to the Songhe River, Jinyue reacted so big, and said: "The Yunhuamen girl I have seen, the talent is outstanding, the character is lively and easy-going, is a very lovable girl." Although I like to secretly read the book, But young girls, some personal hobbies are not a big mistake. "The teacher is indifferent to emotions and does not know the world. It is a blessing to walk with this girl."

Jin Yue thought that in the past few days, Yan Yan wrote a letter saying that he would like to thank him for his care. He was only polite, but he did not expect it to be true. Most of Yunhuamen’s disciples are free and easy to walk with, and he is afraid of being wronged. Thinking of the short character of Yunhuamen, if the girl is really wronged by his apprentice, I am afraid that he will not give him this face.

Thinking about it, he sent a message to the Yushumen branch of Yicheng, let them send people to the gate, and when he entered the city, he would give him more things that the little girl liked. If you are not happy, you can only take things to please.

After all this was arranged, he was ready to give a gift, and let the disciples of Zongmenli personally send them to Yunhuamen and thank them. Eat people's mouth soft, take people short, hope that Yunhuamen sees his sincere gratitude, don't make trouble.

I don't know if I let my teacher's father break the heart of the ancestors, take out the clean little brush of the refiner, and sit on the ground with the squatting legs to brush the oil on the mushroom. It doesn't matter if the clothes are splashed with two drops of oil.

The firewood was set up on the shelf, and the fire was already small. Just wait for the mushroom on the grill.

"Zhu Zong, is brushing salt now, or brushing when it is ripe?" He put the mushroom on the grill and the mushroom sizzled. Miao Zong stared at the mushroom on the grill, silent for a moment, and put the mushroom string on the handle: "All right."

In a short while, the mushroom exudes the fragrant smell after roasting, and the ancestors turned the mushroom into a noodle, and said: "Hey, in the first drawer on the left side of the carriage, there are two bottles of jade honey, and the second grid has a few Can you help me with this wonderful pen?"

"Okay." He put the blackened mushrooms in the side plate and got up and went outside the Golden House. When she stepped out of the door, Miao Zong turned to look at Lin Biao, Lin Biao twisted his head and pretended not to see his gaze.

Mou Zong continued to stare at him silently and silently.

Lin Biao turned: "The son, cheating the little girl is not good."

Miao Zong bowed his head and stared at Lin Biao’s already baked mushroom string.

Under the pressure of the sacred eyes, Lin Biao silently exchanged the mushroom in the hand with the ancestral sect. Wiping off the oil on the back of the hand, Lin Biao silently sighed, outside the realm of the real world is really a big dye tank, a good son also learned this rogue means.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the master and the servant had a tacit understanding of their eyes, and Zongzong picked up the brush and brushed the oil on the already baked mushrooms. Everything was like nothing happened.

"Zhu Zong." Hey, holding the words and coming in with jade honey, "Good incense, you have baked it?"

"Yeah." Ignore Lin Biao to see his own eyes, Miao Zong took over the honey and gently brushed it on the mushroom. "I have never done this before. If it is not good, I will spit it out."

After picking up the mushroom, I blew the hot air and stuffed it in. Lin Biao, who was watching this scene, silently thought that this girl was also a big heart, and she dared to stuff her mouth.

“It’s delicious!” I was soaked and inhaled. “The fragrance of honey is mixed with the freshness of the mushroom. It’s just delicious. You are really good, anything will be!”

"You like it." The scorpion's back was sitting straight, and he didn't look at Lin Biao's gaze.

"You also tasted with the younger generation of Lin." Seeing that Zong Zong and Lin Biao did not move, the mushroom was given to two people, "Do not waste."

After eating the roasted mushrooms, Miao Zong took out the gourd bottle and poured water to wash his hands: "These things can be tasted fresh, don't eat too much, it is not good for the body. As for the remaining mushrooms..." Look at Lin Biao, "Let Lin Biao take it to eat."

Although some of them are reluctant, it is simply a sin to see that if the scented robes of the sacred scent are splashed with oil because of the roasting oyster mushrooms, it is felt that letting him accompany him to do such a thing.

"Okay." He nodded and looked around. "Can I see around?"

"We are friends." Yan Zong's black and white eyes looked at him. "You don't have to be so polite with me."

Looking at Miao Zong’s eyes so seriously, he stunned: "Oh."

Looking at her stupid appearance, Zhai Zong stood up and smiled at her: "Go."

"Then I am going." As a young monk who has never seen the world, he has great interest in many things in the realm of cultivation. The imitation of the palace pattern of the Golden House, so there is the inner hall of the outer hall, and the exquisite lanterns are hung under the eaves.

When I was a child, I heard the story of an emperor and the queen, the emperor and the queen, and the emperor said to the queen that he would build the most beautiful and magnificent Golden Palace in the world to the queen.

She did not remember that the emperor finally realized this promise. She only remembered that when she told the story, her look was a bit lonely. At that time, she didn't understand. Now when she thinks about it, she understands it. Maybe the emperor did not fulfill his promise, so the mother did not tell her the ending of the story.

Jin Lingling under the eaves thought, and suddenly he was happy again. The emperor promised to the Queen’s gorgeous Golden Palace that she saw it. She picked up the skirt, tapped on the toes and jumped to the roof.

The wind on the roof was a bit large. She looked at the dark, lacquered valley in the distance. The palace under her body was the only light in this darkness.

"The son." Lin Biao looked at the emperor who had changed his clothes. "You should take the medicine."

Mou Zong took the pill in silence and swallowed the pill and suddenly said: "If you don't go under the Yunhua door, you'll be fine."

Lin Biao was shocked. What does the son mean?

"If she is my apprentice..." Miao Zong stopped and imagined how he would experience raising a child from a young age.

"The son, the character of the girl, is not suitable for Shuguangzong." Lin Biao said, "Do you say this is the truth?" Shuguang Zong a bunch of cultivation madness, where to raise such a little girl. Only Yunhuamen can raise this character girl.

"It is also true." Mou Zong whispered a few times. "She is still at Yunhuamen."

"桓宗!桓宗!"

In the northeast corner, there was a rush of screams, and Zong Zong did not want to fly to the eaves and flew in the direction of the shackles.

He stood on the eaves and saw Miao Zong coming over. He tipped his toes and pointed excitedly at the distance: "Look at it."

When Zhai Zong fell to her side, she was caught by her sleeves. He looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a lot of small blue-lighted dots in the valley. When the wind blows, it will gently shake on the ground, like a galaxy.

“Is it very beautiful?” I was obsessed with the beauty of the night. “There was still a dark spot there. Waiting for a gust of wind, suddenly there are so many stars coming out. What is this?”

"This is blue-silver flower." Some of the throats of Qiang Zong are dry. "It is said that the flowering period of this flower is shorter than that of the silk flower, and it can only hold a fragrant time. When it is not flowering, it is no different from ordinary weeds."

Legend has it that people who see this flower bloom will have good luck.

"No wonder it will be so beautiful." He took the sect and sat down. "Then we hurry and watch, no more, no more."

The wind is blowing, the petals of blue-and-silver flowers are blowing, and the whole valley is like a galaxy, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes. But it was only a moment of time, and soon these stars began to disappear and eventually fell into the dark.

"Nothing." Hey, his face is a little lost. "Beautiful things are always short-lived."

"You don't have to care. The eternal beauty is always not cherished, only a short time can be thrilling." Yan Zong stood up and handed it to the front of the donkey. "The roof is cool, let's go down."

"Okay." He handed it to Mou Zong and jumped off the roof with him.

Perhaps it was because I saw a beautiful flower bloom, and I slept very well all night. In her dream, she seemed to have a pair of wings that would shine, flying over the eight wild, six heavens and the earth.

When she opened her eyes, the sky was already bright. The porridge in the morning carries a faint pattern, and the aura is so strong that all the limbs are comfortable.

"Former Lin, today's porridge is really delicious." After drinking the fourth bowl, he put down the bowl. "What is it used for?"

"The petals of blue-and-silver flowers, I fell a lot of petals last night, I have collected them all." Lin Biao out of a pack of petals, "Are you?"

What is beautiful, romantic, and good luck in front of the delicious porridge, has become two sentences, can you eat, how to eat.

"Yes!" He did not hesitate to take the big bag of petals and stuff it into the storage ring. He decided to send it back to the brothers and sisters of the meal room in Yicheng and let them taste for the people in Zongmenli. taste.

Good things to share.

"I have a lot of things here, and I will give you a bag." Lin Biao saw a happy look, and found a bag in silence.

"Thank you Lin Lin." He was not polite with Lin Biao, and asked him a few more packages. There are a lot of people in the Zongmen, and it is enough to eat the petals.

Looking at the two people, you have a pack of dried petals, I feel that last night's amazement and moving at this moment into a cloud of smoke. The legendary blue-and-silver flowers that bring good luck are eaten into the stomach by them. Good luck is probably... and nothing is left.

Yan Yan, who received the Shuguang Zongli ceremony early in the morning, is very confused. Although they have had a good relationship with Shuguangzong in recent years, they have not been able to send a gift to Shuguangzong inexplicably. These medicinal materials, Lingshi vestments, can be taken out as if they were taken out, and they can make countless monks crazy, and Shuguang Zong has sent such a large pile.

I am used to the mode of being as light as the Shuguang Zongzi. The other party is so enthusiastic, and his heart is very unreliable.

He looked at the disciple of Sui Guangzong, who was sitting at the bottom of the head. He smiled and said: "The Lord Jin Yuezong is too polite, so he is so daring."

"Please also ask the doorkeeper not to dislike." The pro-disciple disciple respectfully performed a big ceremony. "The sect of the sect said that this ritual was to thank the priests of the ancestors for taking care of my uncle."

Yan Yan’s heart is a bit inexplicable. What did their family do outside, and the Qingfeng Gate only sent a lot of thanks to the door, and today there is a gift from Shuguangzong.

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