Qiuqiu stood halfway up the mountain and watched Yonghui slowly walk out of the stone gate.
Xu Mingyuan greeted her and held her. The two hugged her quietly for a few seconds, far away. Qiuqiu couldn't hear what they were saying, but she could see Yonghui's back trembling and she was crying.
Xu Mingyuan held her and walked down the long stone steps.
They walked very slowly, the mountain wind was strong, and the mountain road was covered with ice and snow, which was slippery and difficult to walk. Xu Mingyuan stopped and took off his outer robe and put it on Yonghui.
A few hours ago, Yonghui was still a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He was not afraid of cold and heat, would not be hungry or thirsty, nor would he get sick, weak or tired easily.
But now she is not as good as an ordinary person. She is unable to keep the cold in a single shirt. In such a winter, on the long mountain road with a bitter wind, the severe cold can freeze her.
Qiuqiu once had the experience of being an ordinary person. The gap between cultivators and ordinary people is almost the difference between heaven and earth. She could hardly imagine what would happen if she was abandoned and became an ordinary person again, let alone never
Yonghui and Xu Mingyuan who have tried their life as ordinary people.
Xu Mingyuan's spiritual roots were not destroyed, but his skills were all sealed up. Now he looks steady, but because his body is stronger than Yonghui.
How can these two people who know almost nothing about ordinary people's lives survive the wilderness and danger outside? They may not even know how to fill their stomachs. They do not have clothes to keep warm, even if they meet one
Wolves will pose a great threat to their lives.
Compared with this hardship, there is a more terrible psychological helplessness and despair.
Ordinary people will have birth, old age, sickness and death. Their life is extremely short.
Qiuqiu watched them gradually walk away.
Lin Su said behind her: "Senior Brother Xu is really not worth it."
Qiuqiu turned his head and looked at him: "He thought it was worth it."
If you find that she has made mistakes and immediately abandon her, then Xu Mingyuan's character will be less convincing.
She made such a big mistake and he was willing to accompany her to suffer.
Lin Su shook his head. He really didn't understand what the girls were thinking. When this incident happened, all his fellow disciples hated Yonghui very much, but Lin Su also heard a few female disciples talking together and said that he was envious of Yonghui.
She has such a person who is sincere to her and will never leave her no matter what she does.
So naive.
The world is infinitely vast, and reality is so cruel. Only these little girls who have never experienced the storms will yearn for these unrealistic things.
When Xu Mingyuan destroyed his future, did he think about the master and elder who worked hard to cultivate him? Have you ever thought about the fellow disciples who had high hopes for him? The monster has already appeared again. The disaster is right in front of him. He doesn't think about it.
I protect my master for myself, and I don’t want to uphold the right path and protect the people, just for such a woman...
Some fellow disciples even talked about Lin Su behind their backs, saying that he picked up the palm peak and Xu Mingyuan should not give it to him.
This made him feel very humiliated, and even the joy of ringing the bell to take over the Palm Peak was diluted.
"Is there anything wrong with Brother Lin looking for me?"
"It's the Peak Lord who is looking for you."
Qiuqiu walked back to Fengxian Pavilion with him.
The palm peak of the sixth peak is a young man that Qiuqiu had never seen before. He was walking out of Fengxian Pavilion. He was tall and tall, wearing a robe with light ink gray. Qiuqiu and
When Lin Su walked over, he smiled and bowed: "Qiu Zhang Peak. Lin Zhang Peak."
Lin Su knew that Qiuqiu didn't recognize him, so she smiled and introduced for him: "This is Senior Brother Ji Yunting, and now it is the palm peak of the sixth peak."
Qiuqiu and Ji Yunting greeted each other, Ji Yunting smiled and said, "Qiuzhang Peak is good. To be honest, as soon as I knew that the Seventh Peak had the Seventh Peak, I always wanted to find out where the Seventh Peak was.
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This man spoke very funnyly. He immediately narrowed the distance between the two people who were still unfamiliar.
Lin Suwen: "Is Senior Brother Ji going back?"
"I'm rushing back to seclusion." Ji Yunting said: "There are too many things in my mind all of a sudden. I want to go back and think about it carefully."
It seems that this person has also obtained the Palm Peak inheritance.
Why can everyone else do it? But she doesn’t?
Qiuqiu felt a little unfair. Just like everyone in kindergarten, they sat in a row and had fruits, one, two, three, four, five, and everyone had candy, but when they sent it, it leaked, and she could only stand there to watch others eat candy.
Qiuqiu decided to look back and search for it. Maybe the inheritance would be hidden in the corners where she didn't pay attention to.
It is also possible that the seventh peak is different from the other peaks. It is the most mysterious, and it does not even have a specific direction, and it does not have a heritage like other places.
Lin Su and Qiuqiu walked into Fengxian Pavilion together. The sky became dark. There was no light in the pavilion, and a slightly cold wind blew in from the window.
Shi'er and Guan Wei were talking. Qiuqiu and others walked in. Shi'er spread the table into a pile of paper books and put them aside, and stood up.
"Come with me."
Qiuqiu opened his eyes wide in surprise. After living in Fengxian Pavilion for so long, Qiuqiu did not find that there was a different world in Fengxian Pavilion.
From the outside, Fengxian Pavilion is a quiet house with three flat roofs. Except for the house that is larger than the one you usually see and the room is more spacious, there is nothing else that is surprising.
Shi'er usually sits in the middle, behind her is a four-fan landscape screen, which depicts different scenery throughout the year.
And now, Qiuqiu watched Shi'er walk into the screen.
"Come in." The person in the painting turned around and greeted them.
this……
Qiuqiu stood in front of the screen, really didn't know how to take this step.
It was obviously the first time Lin Su saw him, but he was much calmer than Qiuqiu: "You can close your eyes."
This is true.
Qiuqiu indeed closed her eyes and tried to take a step forward.
Everything in the world of cultivation cannot be inferred by common sense.
There was clearly a screen in front of me, but when I took this step, I should kick it on the screen with one kick.
But Qiuqiu didn't feel any obstacles and stepped in with ease.
Shi'er said, "Open your eyes."
His voice was still faint. But Qiuqiu felt a smile in his voice no matter how he heard it.
Qiuqiu opened her eyes and glared at him first.
No one is born with knowledge. Is it okay to have a process of understanding everything?
The monster who is born to understand everything is a monster.
But Qiuqiu immediately didn't bother with Shi'er.
She is standing in the painting now!
The painting should be flat, composed of lines and colors, but now the two-dimensional world seems to have been magically used to become a three-dimensional world.
This is not the same as when Qiuqiu and the others entered the secret realm of the full moon from the painting. For that secret realm, painting is like a key to entry. Everything in the secret realm is real, painting is just painting, painting, painting
Up the trees, the lake and the moon are just drawn.
But now they are really standing in the painting.
Have they become paper men, too?
The place they are standing now should be in the screen painting of Chunjing.
The treetops are shrinking and new green. The flowers are flourishing like clouds, and butterflies are flying among the flowers. The spring water flows in the stream beside the road, and the mountains in the distance are dyed with a light new green. The wind blows the willow branches and sways lightly. Autumn
Autumn can even feel the softness and intoxicatingness of the spring breeze blowing on your face.
All four of them stood in the painting, and Shi'er led the way: "Let's go."
Qiuqiu followed him carefully. Lin Su and Guan Wei walked side by side, following them.
Seeing Qiuqiu's step so unnatural, Lin Su smiled and said, "It's okay, even if you step hard, you won't break the paper."
The feeling under my feet is not like stepping on the ground, but it is not silly. It is like... it is like when Qiuqiu just became a disciple. Once, the master and senior sister Jingxin opened a brocade, and each of them held a brocade and a silk.
At one end, Qiuqiu watched from the side, Aunt Lu picked her up and put it on the brocade. She tried to stand up and walked a few steps on the brocade.
The feeling now is like stepping on a piece of brocade, flexible and elastic, with a little tension.
It's so wonderful.
The petals blown by the wind were brushing on her face, Qiuqiu reached out to touch her. She felt that she had touched something, but raised her hand to see it. There was nothing on her fingertips.
This is not true after all.
In a blink of an eye, they walked into the summer in the painting.
The shade is green, the cicadas are roaring, the lotus flowers in the pond are graceful, and a cute green frog is lying on the lotus leaf, pressing the big lotus leaf gently to shake.
Shi'er led them into the Changxuan by the pond.
"Sit down."
There is a huge bronze mirror against the wall in the Changxuan. The table and stools in the Changxuan are reflected in the mirror, but the four of them do not appear in the mirror.
It looks a bit weird.
Shi'er stretched out his hand in front of the mirror and made a few very strange and beautiful gestures. His movements were not fast, but in Qiuqiu's eyes, every move he made was like a phantom, and he couldn't see clearly.
His specific actions.
Then the picture on the bronze mirror became blurred, and what appeared on it was a courtyard. Someone entered the door, walked through the yard, and then entered the house.
Their perspective also turned into the scene in the house.
The man put the wooden box in his hand on the table and turned around. Qiuqiu then saw her face.
This is Heliu.
Qiuqiu looked at Shi'er, with doubt in her eyes.
Shi'er understood what she was going to ask, nodded and said, "You can speak, but she won't notice it."
"Is this the scene before, or is it what Heliu is doing?"
Qiuqiu understood what this bronze mirror probably does.
This is the surveillance video of the cultivation version!
“This is the past.”
Why monitor Heliu?
Apart from the last Xiuru incident, didn’t she do anything else?
Qiuqiu suddenly became serious and serious.
If it was just a small-scale bad thing, Shi'er, as the lord of Jiufeng, would definitely not have to use such a high-end method to monitor her actions.
Heliu must have done something else, which is not a trivial matter. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
ps: The title of this chapter is called surveillance, but later I thought that the word is too...ah, it's too inappropriate, so it's better to call it enter the painting.
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In the past, I was all about my son's work, but now he has to take a shower with his father. Well, I have saved my energy. But I don't have the fun of washing and touching before... I guess I won't have it in the future. Alas.