Immortal Path to Heaven

　　Jianfeng, an elegantly laid out courtyard.

The peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest around 　　 are already in full bloom. They are drenched on the branches, the breeze is blowing, the fragrance is tangy, and the pink petals fall from the branches.

　　Breeze blew Gu Gengren's hair, Gu Gengren sat cross-legged, with Guqin in front of him, fingers strumming the strings, a wave of sound like mountains and water echoed back and forth.

　　 Suddenly, the butterflies and bees in the peach blossom forest flew to his side as if attracted, dancing with the piano sound.

　　 A row of quiet and peaceful, his fingers paused, the piano sound also slowed down, white and slender fingers lifted, a colorful butterfly gently fell on his fingertips, gently flapping his wings.

　　 It was at this time that a dead old man came in.

　　 Just wanted to speak, Gu Gengren made a silent gesture, looking at the butterfly, his eyes full of joy.

　　After half an hour, the butterfly flew towards the peach blossoms, Gu Gengren smiled, and the smile was very good, asked: "Is he here?"

　　 The old man's fingers were dry, only a little skinny, and he gently pinched together, making a "creak" sound, and replied: "I have come, and I have been waiting outside for more than half an hour."

　　 "Wait a minute, grind his temper, and just stepped into the middle level of the spirit, I don't know that the sky is high and thick." Gu Gengren's voice was very soft, and he heard it like a natural sound in his ears. Looking at the sky and looking at the white clouds in the sky, he whispered: "Life is like the clouds in the sky, it looks casual, unrestrained, but can't help yourself."

　　 The old man followed his question and asked, "Why did the son say this?"

Gu Gengren's thoughts turned, mobilizing the aura in Dantian, raised his hand, and a wave of air rose into the sky, blowing away the clouds above him, whispering: "The wind is coming, and the cloud There was a whole piece of sky on his head. What realm must this person practice to jump out of this strange circle and do what he wants to do?" He walked towards the courtyard and picked off a peach flower. He also said: "I always feel that I am this peach flower, and I will be picked off by someone without knowing when, and there is no room for resistance."

　　 "The son is so worried. With your talents, you can enter the Venerable within a hundred years. Why should you be so compassionate." Although the old man was comforting, his voice was dry and uncomfortable.

　　 Gu Gengren was a disciple of Tianxuan Gate. When he was born, the sky showed a vision, and purple air came across it, covering the courtyard where Gu Gengren was.

The place is not big, just one day, this thing has spread to the mysterious and mysterious. Some people said that Gu Gengren was the reincarnation of the emperor Ziwei, and some people said that it is a saint manifesting spirit... but all mean the same thing. The character was later included in the door wall by Tianxuan Gate, but I don’t know if it’s a flattering word or where. Gu Gengren didn’t like to cultivate since childhood, but he was proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy, painting and painting, and gradually learned from everyone. The matter faded away, and no one talked about it.

　　 But when the people at Tianxuanmen no longer hold hope, the old Gengren, who was not too confused, broke through.

　　 Played a great song with Guqin who accompanied him for thirty years, starting with a mortal, taking a step forward, and stepping into the high order of the spirit one step.

　　 This time, it was also the first time he came out of Zongmen after breaking through the territory, in order to enter the Daxu, and before entering the Daxu, it was to get this quota.

　　 Although the Tianxuan Gate is only a weak ancestor in Zhangzhou, its ancestors are inextricably linked to Qixingzong.

　　 "Please come in." Gu Gengren put away the Guqin and sat down quietly.

It didn't take long for Jian Chengzhe to trot flatteringly and said softly, "Brother Gu, don't come unharmed! It's been three years since the last time Tianxuan Gate bid farewell. what!"

Gu Gengren smiled gently, but deep in his eyes, but with a light sneer, whispered: "Brother Jane has more reputation, but it is just good luck, just a whim, just forget the time when talking about the song, I hope Brother Jian will not be surprised."

　　Jian Chengzhe shook his head like a rattle, and even said, "No, no."

Gu Gengren didn't mean to gossip. He went straight in and said straight away: "Brother Jian, do you say in Senior's hand that there is still a place left in the hands of Senior Wen? I don't know if it's true or false?" That's why he came here .

　　 "Of course, this kind of thing, how can I tell a lie! But..." He paused, and his face was speechless.

　　 "Say something!" Gu Gengren frowned.

　　Jian Chengzhe was very happy in his heart, but with a bitter expression on his face: "Just I heard that Brother Ling Yue brought a caster back, and I was asking for this quota, now..."

　　Gu Gengren's face was calm, no anger was seen, nodded, and he begged him to continue.

Jian Chengzhe immediately complied and whispered: "When I received the news from Brother Gu, I had mentioned it with the Master in a hurry. Although the Master did not express his position, he also had this meaning, but in normal days, the Master was right The younger brother is very affectionate, and if he says a word at this time, I am afraid that he will grow out of the holiday." He looked bitter and worried about Gu Gengren.

　　Gu Gengren crossed his fingers, walked to the peach blossom forest, frowned deeply, and said nothing.

　　After a while, he looked around and said softly, "So what do you want to do now?"

　　Jian Chengzhe has waited for this sentence for a long time, and whispered: "Let the master retreat before he makes a decision."

The word 　　 retreats when you know it is difficult to use. Things can be big or small, and they can be round.

　　Gu Gengren didn't express his position, and he felt his heart rise.

　　Jian Chengren knew the truth that it was too late, and no longer entangled on this topic, immediately changed to a relaxed topic.

　　After Jian Chengzhe left, the old man's murky eyes flashed, saying, "This Jian Chengzhe is not credible!"

"Hum, there is no gully, the horizon is too small, only one moment of gain and loss, this kind of person is difficult to become a big weapon, the middle level of the spirit is already his limit, the monk's life, as long as he loses his heart, he loses everything, the strong is strong It’s a mentality, a courage, this kind of person who only makes conspiracy behind others is destined not to be on the table." Gu Gengren let the sun shine on himself and commented softly.

　　 "What should that son do?" the old man in black robe asked.

"Be careful to do things one step at a time to see ten steps, but now I can't even see this step at my feet, let's wait and see the changes first. Moreover, this caster is not easy. Since I asked, even the peak of the spirit has not It made me feel the crisis, but when I saw him, there was a feeling of panic in my heart."

　　 "What?" The old man in black robe turned upside down.

In his heart, his son has no defeat since he asked, even if he meets the peak of the spirit, he can calmly deal with it, but now, he feels the crisis in a high-level caster of the spirit, is he better than the peak of the spirit? Stronger?

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At this time, Zhuo Yue was busy in the yard. She first scraped off the scales of the spirit fish, and washed it several times in a row. She was extremely serious and very skilled. Like doing thousands of times, she moved quickly and all at once. After marinating the spirit fish in a wooden bucket, it stopped. After a quarter of an hour, the spirit fish had been cut into thin slices, as thin as cicada wings, stacked on a wooden plate.

　　 Ling Yue said softly, "I didn't expect you to be a fish."

　　 "Since I was young, my mother told me that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach." She pointed.

After this voice came out, Ling Yue felt very happy, but he still didn't dare to say anything. He suffered and suffered, but just gently "um", and secretly said in the book, the person said that in this life, people are ignorant of feelings At the time, it was also the time when I was the most true, pure, and free from distractions. I don’t know if I count now.

　　After doing all of this, Suoyue glared and said fiercely: "Give up!"

　　 said while pouring fish fillets into boiling water and boiling, using bamboo chopsticks to fiddle, after a hundred breaths, sprinkled with green onion, put some seasoned spirit grass, full of color and fragrance, the heat is rising, the fragrance is pungent.

　　 Soon the fish was on the table, steaming, Ouyang Ming seemed to be smiling, and his eyes kept moving on the two of them, knowing in his heart, this happy event, without surprise, has already become.

　　 wine is good wine, spicy at the entrance, as if you can wear the intestines spicy, but after spicy, there will be rich and sweet, endless aftertaste.

With her lips pursed, she asked softly, "Brother Yu, today I was at the lake, watching the waves rolling in the lake, and I was thinking about a problem. You said that you must be the highest-spraying wave, and the glory blooms for a moment. , It was sunk by the tide, or like the lake in the depths, it did not show the mountains and dew, even if the lake was rough, it would have no effect?"

　　 Ling Yue also raised her ears and listened carefully.

Ouyang Ming didn't answer immediately, but thought for a while, and said, "I heard this sentence before~www.readwn.com~The world's big fire, who is not burning in it, can't escape. Take the lake. Say, although there is no waves under the lake, there is an undercurrent. People, no matter what stage they are in, they will encounter troubles and difficulties. The home of the bran is for the cooking of rice, oil, salt, three meals a day, standing in a high position, conscientious, and caring The world, so I want to say that as long as you are ashamed, you can be compassionate and do compassionate things so that my heart can come like this and see the true self."

　　 For a moment, I thought about it for a moment. Qiong nose wrinkled up, and asked cunningly, "Who taught you this?"

　　 Ouyang Ming grinned: "Blinded!"

　　 Dou Yue gritted her face with unbelief.

　　Ling Yue was also thoughtful, focusing on her head and saying, "Brother Yu, you have been taught."

This night, Ouyang Ming drank too much. He thought of Wu Hanning, who said to him that grinding is to refine his heart. The craftsman, all the people and things all appeared in his mind, and vaguely, there seemed to be a glorious figure of Xue Xuanle passing by.

　　 Of course, what he missed most was Ni Yinghong.

　　The sky quickly dimmed and the moonlight was cold.

　　 He spit out a breath and sighed, the month is still that month, but is the person still that person? ...

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