Xiu Xian: Junior sister, please spare my life, I won’t practice tonight!

"Senior Brother Chen, if you have any needs, you can come to my store, the groceries in my store are on the outer gate, and the items are still very complete.

On the outer gate of the market, in front of a store called Lao Hu grocery store, Hu Baotian, who was already the age of an old man, sent Chen Changming out of the grocery store with a smile.

This grocery store is an industry that he has worked hard to accumulate in the outer door.

He didn't talk about his spiritual experience, just a polite way of seeing a fellow countryman.

Chen Changsheng could naturally see that his spiritual root was in a state of atrophy, in a state of seeming nothingness, and his cultivation realm was maintained at three percent of his qi cultivation.

Practicing qi for three percent is only the initial state of cultivation, which is why Hu Baotian has been like an old man all these years.

His longevity is passing according to normal laws.

He talked about the nine people who followed Mo Changkong at that time, except for Chen Changming and Ling Yue, four of the remaining seven people died while on duty.

There is also one person whose strength has broken through to the foundation and become the deacon of the outer gate.

He has another person who has also settled in the outer gate.

His son is a member of the outer gate of Qingxia Gate, and his grandson is now worshipping Deacon of the Outer Gate as a master.

Hu Baotian also asked Chen Changming to look at his little great-grandson.

His little great-grandson was three years old, and from Chen Changsheng's eyes, he had signs of a thin spiritual root in his body.

Chen Changming praised his great-grandson for his good bones, and in the future, Xianfan tested the spiritual root, and there was hope to enter the inner door, but he couldn't make Hu Baotian happy.

Hu Baotian heard Chen Changming say that it was the first time he left the mountain gate and came to the outer gate, so that Hu Baotian could snored Senior Brother Chen with a strong Dao heart.

"Senior Brother Hu, then I'll leave first. Chen Changming clasped his fists at Hu Baotian and saluted.

Hu Baotian nodded again and again and hugged his fists in return: "Okay, okay, welcome Senior Brother Chen to come again."

Chen Changming bowed his head: "Okay." Just

looking at the moment when Chen Changming turned around, Hu Baotian burst into tears, next time I see you, I don't know what year, maybe he has turned into rain and reincarnated.

"Brother, why don't you give him a few pills of the elixir to repair the spiritual root, let him restore the spiritual root, maybe if he makes a breakthrough in cultivation, his longevity will increase by more than ten years.

"I saw him crying. Sister's

voice sounded in Chen Changming's mind, and her tone was full of incomprehension.

"Why should I give it?"

"The road is the choice he made, and he is quite happy now, as for crying, maybe he didn't say goodbye." Chen Changming responded to his sister's words in his heart.

My sister didn't explain: "Aren't you fellow countrymen, and at the same time entering Qingxiamen, his longevity is insufficient." "

Sister, since you have chosen to cultivate the path of immortals, then you have to accept the difficulties and setbacks that happened on the road of cultivating immortals, the Cangyun Continent is so big, and there are many people who are suffering, why should I be so compassionate."

"He has lived a very happy life in this life, his wife, children, and grandchildren are all in Qingxiamen, and he is much happier than many people in the world.

"If I'm guessing correctly, his spiritual root was seriously injured while doing a mission, or even when he was fighting with people. He fought for his own opportunity, and he failed, so he accepted this result calmly. That's why he didn't ask me for help.

Chen Changming said to his sister in his heart, "Cultivate yourself and cultivate your heart, do your own well, and be good to the people close to you, this will be good."

My sister was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of Chen Changming's words, but she felt that what he said seemed to have some truth, and in the memory of the remnant soul, it seemed that because he cared about too many people, he was so arrogant, "What if he opened his mouth to ask you for help?"

Chen Changming said: "Then I will help." "

However, didn't you say that you should cultivate your own mind, why did he ask you for help, and you would help?" said my sister puzzled.

Chen Changming said with a little helplessness in his heart: "No way, people are sophisticated, alas, people are such a contradictory existence." "

The human race is indeed a complex creature, he knows that he has little life, why doesn't he ask you for help?"

Maybe he saw it, maybe the future path of the family members, he was very satisfied, and he didn't have to worry. Chen Changming said.

Chen Changming once asked her sister, did she remember who she was, she was very sure that she was definitely not a human race, as for what it was, she didn't remember it, but she remembered a little, she seemed to have been to many places in the Cangyun Continent.

It is not easy to cultivate immortals!

It is difficult to ascend to the sky.

That is, he and Lingyue were lucky enough to meet their master.

And their master's kindness to them is simply the kind of heart-wrenching.

If he had been at the outer gate, he might have ......

He probably won't die because of sparring, or doing a task.

But now, it is very likely that he will also be gray-haired

! Ten zhang red dust, the hustle and bustle of the world, one more step, the immortal road is long!"

"Old man, why don't you talk to Senior Brother Chen and ask him to get you a few elixirs to eat at the inner gate." An old woman with the same white hair walked up to Hu Baotian and pushed him.

"Women's family, what do you know, Senior Brother Chen said, our Xiaoshan has a chance to enter the inner door, if Xiaoshan can really enter the inner door in the future, even if I die, I will be satisfied, and then I will have the face to face the ancestors of the old Hu family. Hu Baotian grinned.

The old woman also said excitedly: "Really, Senior Brother Chen said that our family Xiaoshan can enter the inner door." Because

they didn't go far, my sister heard what Hu Baotian said.

Chen Changming also heard it.

"I don't understand what the Terrans think?"

Chen Changming smiled.

One by one.

Simple.

However, it is not simple at all.

He gave them hope.

Bloodline inheritance is their hope!He

somewhat understood why Lingyue often said that he wanted to inherit the lineage of his old Chen family, and even didn't want to cultivate immortals.

The funniest thing is ......

Lingyue used colorful spirit clay to pinch seven colorful dolls.

According to the story of the seven gourd babies told to her by Chen Changming when she was a child, she named seven colorful little dolls.

Said that they would also have seven dolls in the future.

The big baby is very powerful, called Chen Dali.

The second baby's clairvoyance is extremely smart, so she is called Chen Ercong.

Sanwa is invulnerable, so he is called Chen Gangdan......

Walking on the streets of the outer gate, Chen Changsheng wanted to habitually walk down the bean, and his divine sense entered the spirit bean clone, and quickly observed the situation along the way.

But after thinking about it, it's still steady, and it's not under the nose of the Qingxiamen boss to engage in this kind of small action.

He observed that there were many seemingly ordinary people on the outer gate, such as the old man sweeping the floor, the little man who guarded the door, and the old lady who was cross-legged and eating melon seeds on the side of the road, all of them were extraordinary.

Although his acting skills look good, for him who often refines the acting skills of Lingdou's clone, these people's acting skills are much worse than his.

He is the actor of the Cangyun acting school!"

"Hello Senior Brother Chen, I am Qian Wangui, an outer disciple, who opened an old money bookstore in Jiwei, and I have met Senior Brother Chen here. A

middle-aged chubby man in a scholarly robe, after coming to Chen Changming, he clasped his fists and saluted him.

"A student, Li Tai'an, has met Mr. Chen. "

Mr. Chen, I am Xu Shiming, a Confucian scholar of the Chu State Academy of Literature. A

few more people clasped their fists and saluted Chen Changming.

Among them, there are a few scholars who perform the secular school to respect teachers.

Seeing them like this, Chen Changsheng also saluted them with his fists, saying that he was also very happy to see them.

They didn't say how to invite him, and after saying a few words to Chen Changming, they left in a funny way.

Chen Changming has already thought about whether to play a young man who has been afraid of society for decades in front of them.

"Today, I finally saw Senior Brother Chen's demeanor, he is even more elegant than I remembered.

"I really didn't expect to see Senior Brother Chen today, which is worth a lot of disclosure. "

Let's just give Senior Brother Chen a salute, don't provoke Senior Brother Chen's cultivation heart too much.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Chen is a gentleman, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, so it's good. "

Senior Brother Chen was entrusted by Qingyang Feng Yu Deacon some time ago to compose three poems and give them to him in a row. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

"If the literary brilliance of the love between men and women in the poetry circle of Cangyun literati is ten buckets, Senior Brother Chen monopolizes nine buckets!" A

young scholar had an extra white jade plate in his hand, and as he spoke, he patted the jade plate happily.

Holding jade and rejoicing, this is the most happy reaction of the literati in the Cangyun world to express their encounter with good poetry and articles.

"Who is this person, why does Lao Qian give him such a salute.

"This man must not be simple, and we are not wrong. I

saw many passers-by smiling at Chen Changming, clasping their fists and saluting, Chen Changming smiled while holding his fists, and wanted to say to Lao Qian.

{A few of you are weak, come back for me, or watch me give you a drama of a socially phobic young man!}

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and fat pigs are the first to boil the pot and boil water!

Chen Changming, who has always been steady, panicked in his heart.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous costume and with an extraordinary bearing came to Chen Changming, followed by several people who seemed to be entourage......

Who is this man?