Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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The robbery cloud is getting thicker and thicker, as if it is a collection of entities, and it is possible to fall from the sky at any time. The monks, who were only planning to watch the bustle, clenched the magic weapon in their hands, and the sweat soaked the back.

Under the robbery cloud, Miao Zong stood in the yard half-step without retreating. The jade-like eyes were slightly converged, and the right hand waved, holding the sword of the life in his hand. The sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the sword gas leaked out, making a sound like a dragon whistling. The wind blew his robes, and the white clothes tumbling in the sunset and dyed a little gold.

"The son."

When Zongzong raised his hand and interrupted Lin Biao, he did not return his head: "No need to say more."

Lin snorted: "Yes." He pulled out his own sword and looked up at the robbery clouds in the sky, and the clothes hunted. At this moment, he is very hopeful that the girl can safely survive the dream. He turned around and looked at the monks who were holding magic weapons. Most of these monks were still building foundations or heart-warming periods. It was difficult for him to look at these people because they were too small and too humble.

However, these ordinary monks are willing to stand up at this moment, spending a lot of energy for the unrelated people, which makes Lin Biao's accident, and there is a kind of emotion that can't be said.

Repair, can it really mean everything?

In the main hall, the distorted emperor, the fearful minister, is separated by a water curtain, allowing her to stand in two different worlds with them.箜篌 Reaching out to touch the water curtain, the hand penetrated the water curtain, and only the emptiness was touched.

There is nothing behind the water curtain, there is no magnificent palace, no emperor and courtiers, only she is standing in the void, the world is gray and boundless.

The thunder rang, and she jerked her head up and saw the thunder of lightning in the air coming in. The face of the dragon was like the sly face of her father.

Today, she has learned to stop fear, get love, and learn. As a monk, you need not only a brave heart, but also a love for everything in the world. Want to understand this, he called out the life of the Fa Bao Feng, and directly hit the thunder.

boom!

The robbers slammed straight down, and the huge airflow cut the cheeks of the people. The sect looked up and raised the sword. In the heart-warming period of the foundation, if it is safe and stable, the heavens will only drop a robbery. If the heart is unstable, it will drop three times. These three robbers come down, and most of the monks can't hold it. It is not that the Lingtai is destroyed, or that life is not guaranteed. In order to protect the disciples, some of the ancestral elders will protect the law when the disciples are robbed. If the disciples can't support them, they will help him pick up the next two lei, so that even if the robbing is unsuccessful, they can save the soul and the life.

After the first robbery, everyone entered the state of preparation. I saw the clouds rolling in the sky, and the electric light flashed, seeming to be squeezing out more power. Everyone silently regrets that after this incident, I don’t know how long it takes for the robbed friend to take it easy.

Seeing that the second thunder is about to kneel down, Zhai Zongfei jumped to the roof.

When the wind rises, only the last glimmer of light is left in the sunset.

The second thunder was brewed for a long time, but it did not fall down, but it turned into a gust of wind, mixed with the grace and grace of the heavens, and the whole city was surrounded by rain and fell into the mist.

In the nameless medicine, the tea boy looked at the rain outside the window: "Old ancestors, which monk was successful in the robbery?"

The rocking chair gently swayed, and the anonymous real person lying on it opened his eyes and said: "All go to the basin and carry the rain." This water is used to make alchemy, but it is a good thing.

The pharmacies took the container to the yard to pick up the water, and the unknown old man looked at the sky that was gradually coming down, snoring and closing his eyes again.

"Old ancestors, the monks who lost seven days ago missed the appointment." The boy sat on his foot. "Wait for the next time they come again, do you want me to take them out with a stick?"

The nameless real person’s eyes did not say: “The three people can’t even beat me. If you have this courage, go on your own.”

"So powerful?" The boy laughed. "The visitor is a guest. Although the three are not creditworthy, I can't do it without saying a word. It is not a bad reputation for your ancestors."

Seeing that the ancestors did not pay attention to him, the boy was a little embarrassed, turned his head and took a big bowl, and ran to the yard to pick up the water.

Looking at the lively monks around the inn's small courtyard did not think that the monks in the yard had survived the dream robbery, and the cold rain fell on them, and they hurried back to God. The monks who were kneeling on the trees jumped down and ran to the open air to rain. Some unscrupulous rough men even took off their robe and let the whole upper body be exposed.

This is the rain that has been robbed by the dreams, which is more than the rainy aura that ordinary robbers have lowered.

In the room where a big hole was smashed, the white hand came out of the ruins and touched it all around, only touching the cracked rubble and the cold rain. I still have some sorrows. She sleeps well, how can she be thundered?

She broke open the broken wood on her body, and crawled out of a pile of broken bricks. Numerous pairs of curious eyes stared at her, scaring her back and forth several steps. Where did so many people come from, all to see how she was thundered?

"It's okay." A robes with a faint scent of medicinal draped over her, and Yanzong bent over and reached in front of her. "You can't live in this room, come with me."

When I handed it to the ancestors, I found that my hands were dirty, and I wiped the clean and white hands of the ancestors. She was a little embarrassed, but she did not notice this. She used another hand to pull the robe that was draped over her. "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

He shook his head.

"The friends of the Taoist are invited to go back, and they have to clean up here, so they don't bother the rest of the friends." Lin Biao saw the son and went to the next room, not paying attention to the men who had taken off their clothes and rained outside. He cried to the crowd, "Thank you for your concern."

The few men who took off their clothes were also a little embarrassed. They thought that the boy who was robbing was a male friend. I didn’t expect it to be a little girl, and I didn’t need Lin Biao’s urge to push the robes out of the small courtyard. A burst of laughter.

She was guarded and went to the next room. Miao Zong saw that she was still dripping, and even the robe that he had just put on her was soaked and retreated to the door: "You change clothes first, I will come back later." ”

He looked down at himself and found that his clothes were dirty and broken, just like playing a few rolls on the ground and getting up again. I took out the mirror and took a photo of my face. The face was covered with gray soil, and my hair was smashed together. It was really awkward.

The hand holding the mirror is a little trembling, her image... no...

After receiving the **** from the head in the evening, she fell asleep happily. Zongmen had hope for her, and there was hope for her illness, let her fall asleep with a smile. She just refused her mother's request in her dreams, and she was prepared to oppose the father's decision. How was she thundered?

Now this world, even dreaming is so strict?

There is no hot water for the time being, I can only use the cleaning curse for myself. Although every time I use the cleaning curse, she always feels like she hasn't washed it, but at this time, for the sake of image, she can't take care of it.

Put on a clean tunic and put a large robes on the side, and you can still smell the faint scent. The sound of rain outside the window has not stopped. With the sound of rain, she seems to be able to see the trajectory of the rain, and even feel the spiritual power contained in the rain.

Spiritual power?

Sitting on the cross-legged legs, I found that the Lingtai was a lot stronger, and the five-color Lingen crossed on the Lingtai, and the Lingtai was protected. In the center of Lingtai, a group of five-color spiritual **** almost condensed into solids.

Has she advanced to the heartbeat period?

I finally reacted. It is no wonder that her five senses are a lot more sensitive, and the rain outside contains aura. A few days ago, her cultivation was just completed to the foundation of the building. It took two or three years to attack the heartbeat period. I did not expect that she would rob her in her sleep without warning.

Opening her eyes, she recalled her sleep beforehand, as if it was no different from the past, at most...

She was a little excited when she saw the scales of the monks. She was happy for her, and she was more happy. The teacher’s trust in her is more precious than anything else. Is it because she got a lot of love in the teacher's door, so the mood has improved?

Only when you get love will you love others.

He loosened his crossed legs and sat down on his knees. After a long time, he smiled lightly and gently. How lucky she was, she got this precious love. Maybe God saw her misfortune, so she met her Master and met Yunhuamen.

"Oh, is it alright?" The low voice of Mou Zong sounded outside the door.

"All right."

Yanzong pushed in and saw the knees sitting on the ground and walked up to her and squatted down: "How do you sit on the ground?"

"Zhu Zong," he smiled and looked at him. "Thank you just now."

If it wasn't for the ancestors who put on her coat, she might be seen by more monks. Later, when someone mentioned her, they would say, "Oh, the one who is wearing a rags and a dirty shirt is the Yunhua Gate girl?"

Just thinking about it, she felt that the whole person was not very good.

"The ground is cool, don't sit for a long time." Yan Zong saw that she didn't want to move, took two futons from the storage ring, "sit on this."

I picked up the futon and stuffed it under my ass: "I didn't react, I just robbed."

Miao Zong wanted to tell her that the situation was very dangerous, but she did not want her to be afraid of the robbery at a young age, which would have an impact on the next Golden Eagle period. All the words, "Maybe because you are good, all you have robbed you."

"That is, the brothers and sisters said that I have a very good road, it is a natural cultivation of seedlings." Hearing the rain outside, "I don't know when the rain will stop. I hope that when we go to the unknown person to take medicine tomorrow, The rain is no longer enough."

When Zong Zong smashed it, he realized that he thought it was still in the middle of the night. He looked at the sky that had completely darkened outside: "You should consolidate your mood first. I am here to protect you for the law. The matter of taking medicine will be said tomorrow."

"The house of the inn..."

"Lin Biao will go to deal with compensation, and now I close my eyes and meditate." Zong Zong laughed, and I don't know how good this little girl is, so I just have to take care of these trivial things.

"Oh." Seeing that Zong Zong’s expression is serious, he cleans his legs and closes his eyes.

The aura in the air is very rich, and I found that the meridians in my body have widened a lot, and the speed of the aura into the body is also much faster. Wrapped in a comfortable aura, the body is very comfortable, and instantly forgets everything in the world and falls into a state of being settled.

Reimbursed the innkeeper for a large amount of Lingshi, Lin Biao passed through the corridor and came outside the door. He lifted his body and prepared to knock on the door. He hesitated and dropped his hand back to his room. The hunch told him that it might be better to go back to the room directly.

As a monk, I still believe in the mystery of Xuanzhi.

When it rained in the middle of the night, it stopped. When I opened my eyes again, when the window was opened, crystal clear dew was hanging on the leaves in the yard. The morning sun shone on the dew, and the dew reflected a little light.

"Zhu Zong, the rain is fine." He looked back at the window. "Let's go to the medicine."

Yan Zong opened his eyes and got up and put together his robes: "Don't use breakfast before?"

"It's still important for medicinal herbs. It doesn't matter if our monks eat less than a meal." Pick up the skirt. "You are ready, I will call Lin seniors."

Watching her rush out of the back of the door, Miao Zong stunned, and his mouth showed a very shallow smile.

"Former Lin, is the visitor ready?"

"We should go."

"Hey girl, today is already..."

"Lin Biao." Yan Zong stepped out of the threshold. "Let's go."

Lin Biao looked at the eyelids and said, "Yes." This little girl still doesn't know. Yesterday was the day to take medicine. In order to protect her, the son didn't even have a door to pick up the medicine.

Since this matter is not mentioned, then he will not be too much, and the mouthful of the followers will be annoying.

Outside the Tuen Mun, the boy in the green robe was sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps. When he saw the three people coming over, the face changed and his face turned: "Wait here, I will report to the real person."

"This little child has a good temper." He quietly told Zhai Zongdao, "Is this a bad temper?"

"He is not a child." Zhai Zongdao, "They are patients with childhood illnesses. Their voices are similar in height to their children. Even life expectancy is not comparable to normal people. But this person has a repair, it should be Received the grace of the unknown, not only avoiding the fate of early mourning, but also embarking on the path of repairing."

"It turned out to be the case." Suddenly realized that she had seen such a person's introduction in her book when she was young, and it is said that there are noble people raising such people to have fun. Still so good now, these people can not only self-sufficiency, but also have deep cultivation.

Although the nameless real person is not very good-tempered, the heart is good.

After waiting for a while, the boy came out: "Real people let you in." But they are not eyes, their noses are not noses, and they are extremely dissatisfied with them.

The four prime ministers in front of the prime minister, oh... don’t sin him. She stuffed the storage box into the boy's hand. "Thank you for your help."

"What is this?" The boy is puzzled by holding the box.

"This is our visit to the real person." Laughter, "I have a senior to give to the real person."

Hearing the word "predecessor", the boy's voice slowed down and whispered: "It's really troublesome." Although he said so, his hand held the wooden box steadily.

After entering the door, there was a silent male servant who led them to go inside. The male servant lacked an arm, and the walking posture was very good, making it difficult to pay attention to his broken place.

The medicinal taste of the inner court was getting heavier and heavier. He followed the servant into a yard and saw the unknown man playing with the herbs on the table. He stood on the cloister and did not say anything.

Anonymous turned and looked at them: "Hey, finally remembered my dilapidated medicine?"

What do you mean by real people when you look at the doubts?

"Please forgive me for the sake of the real thing. There is something to delay in the next."

Anonymous snorted: "I thought you didn't care about death and repair." His gaze fell on his body. "Last rain of last night came because of you. I also took a lot of rain from you, this time. Things don't matter to you."

He took out three bottles of medicinal herbs from his arms and threw them out. Lin Biao quickly flew and caught: "Thank you for giving me a real medicine."

"Don't say anything that I don't give, I don't like this one." No name, he waved his hand, and told Lin Biao, "Don't be a last resort, don't want to eat arbitrarily. You should know that you have repaired it. Dependence is not a good thing. In this case, I heard that a secret recipe was handed down from ancient times. It can reshape the Lingtai and cure the human bones, but I don’t know where this medicine is hidden."

"Thank you for telling the real person." Lin Biao did not directly inform the prescription that they got the hand, but the medicine needed, but the whole repairing world is hard to find.

"It doesn't matter, the prescription mentioned by the real person, there is a copy of the younger generation." Mou Zong looked at the nameless. "If a real person does not deny it, the younger generation can borrow a real person to read it."

“Really?” The anonymous man did not dare to set the channel. “Have you got this lost prescription?”

Mou Zong took out the transcript of the prescription: "Yes and no, it is true."

After the nameless excitement, but did not reach out to get the prescription in the hands of Zhai Zong: "How rare is the rare prescription, you show me this, what do you want from me?"

"Rarely remedies are rare, but there are no treatments that hurt the world. Even if they are seen by real people, what is the relationship?" Zong Zong put the prescription in the nameless hands. "It is the gift of the late generation Xie Zhenren." ”

After staying with you for a long time, Mou Zong seems to have been infected with a bit of optimism, and then the magic prescription, where it is a dead object, it is better to hand it over to a master who is good at medicine, and maybe even more people will benefit. .

Anonymous looked at him, making sure that he did not tell lies, open the prescription. Repressing the excitement and watching the party, the name sighed: "It is a prescription that has been handed down from ancient times. Most of the medicines are now hard to find. What is the use of prescription drugs?"

"The real person is so powerful. If you see this prescription, you might find an alternative medicine." He said, "At that time, did more people benefit?"

"This kind of prescription wants to find a replacement, but it is difficult to go to heaven. The little girl is innocent, and she can see everything simple." Unknownly took the prescription and smiled. "But you are right, then Everything that is difficult should be tried. If it can be done, I will be passed on to the unknown."

I silently think that your name is unnamed. After 10,000 years, maybe other monks will see this name, and maybe they think it is a monk with no name.

How important is the name, the nameless real person probably has not yet realized it.

"The younger generation is here to wish the real person the right to repay." Mou Zong once again swears, "There are many disturbances today, and the younger generation will leave."

"Wait a minute." The unknown man called him. "Before I haven't found any alternative medicine, you probably still need the medicines mentioned in the prescription." He took out an ebony box in the storage ring. "Although the prescription is free of charge." Me, but I have never loved to take advantage of others, especially your good-looking man." Like this kind of good-looking man, the owe to them will make him sleepless.

"There is a dried cross-boiled fish here, which was left by the uncle of my uncle's aunt. I haven't moved it in the box these years. Take it."

The horizontal male fish grows extremely ugly, and the dried horizontal male fish is even more ugly and ugly. After picking up the box and looking at the eyes, the lid is closed. The fish of the ancient period is really not too particular, too free to do whatever it pleases.

Seeing that they are still standing, no name to raise their eyebrows: "What are you doing here, wait for me to stay for lunch?"

"The younger generations said goodbye." He smashed the ebony box to the ancestral temple, and arched the nameless real person. "Please take care of the real person."

"Let's have a few visitors like you, I take care." The nameless waved and stopped talking.

The three men looked at each other and bowed their hands and retired.

When they left, the unknown real person took out the prescription and turned it over for a long time. He did not suspect that Mou Zong was cheating on him. Although he did not deliberately inquire about the identity of the three people, he could guess them by watching their words and deeds. It is a big door.

The disciples of Da Zongmen have to face their faces and cannot do such deceptive things.

"Real people." The boy walked in. "The medicine stove in Room A is about to go out. You have to go see it?"

"No, ordinary people will look at the people below." No name found him holding a box in his hand. "What is this?"

"This is the visit of the three guests who have just visited you." The boy put the gift box on the table. "Please ask the real person."

"Visit the ceremony?" Nameless laughter, when did he pay attention to these? Open the gift box, the top layer is neatly arranged with a variety of rare herbs, and the top layer of the lattice is removed. At the bottom of the box is a top-quality artifact of the Faguang Dasheng. Such a rare artifact, even if it is unknown, can’t stand it. Live the heart.

This is indeed a sincere and full-fledged ceremony, and the cover is unknown. He probably already guessed the origins of these people.

From the medicine, I was so happy that I almost walked with my feet: "I said it is not difficult to collect these herbs. It took only a long time to find two of them. We will work hard again, maybe we will soon make up. Done."

Mou Zong laughed, and when he saw the smile, he went to the hawker booth to buy food. He stopped and stood in the same place waiting for her.

There were a lot of diners in front of the booth, and relying on a pleasing face, the stall owner quickly noticed her and gave her three whole bags of dried meat. Holding the dried meat, smashing out the crowd, and giving Lin Biao and Miao Zong a bag, "The place where there are more guests, the taste is definitely not wrong."

The flesh is very dry, but the chew is a bit hard, but it is a bit more chewed, but it makes people hate a bit more bite. He said: "It's really fragrant." Looking back at seeing both Zong Zong and Lin Biao, there is no movement, so I think of it. They are not the sisters who often share food with her. I guess they are embarrassed to eat on the street, and the meat in the handle is also collected. "When we wait in the carriage, we will eat again."

Yuzong extended his slender fingers and took a piece of meat in his paper bag and put it in his mouth. He smiled and said, "It's delicious."

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“The next big town is called Yancheng, which is also the location of Hefengzhai.” Ruan Zongdao, “Yancheng is rich in water, the local fish is a must. After the Yancheng, we can taste the local fish. ""

"Okay, okay, the meat on the belly of the fish is best eaten." He nodded. "But I have to wear a flying signal to the teacher and tell them that I have broken through the good news of the foundation period."

"I just want to send a message to the division." Yan Zongdao, "Tonight we will spend another night at the inn, and go tomorrow morning." He gave the prescription to the unknown person, perhaps he should tell Zongmen.

Beside the beggar, Mou Zong has already developed some of her behavior in the unconscious.

For example, often send a message to Zongmen, such as to buy a gift with the Zongmen elders, and then tell Zongmen regardless of the size of the matter, even if they can be the master, you can tell them.

The flying signal of Yunhuamen, which was passed down to the sky, made Yunhuamen happy and ups and downs. Four years of foundation building, two years of heart, this is the genius of genius, the future of Yunhuamen. My dear brothers and sisters are especially happy. The more brothers and sisters they have in their generation, the less pressure they have. This is a great event.

When everyone is happy, they will fight together and save enough for two thousand Lingshi. When they are ready to go to the next main city, they will send her to the past.

In the Shuguang Zongzhong, Songhe Feng’s main character was slightly dignified: “Do you have a master, will the teacher be killed because of the state of mind?”

It’s not that he is suspicious. It’s really too strange for the teacher to be late.