Chapter 313: The Old Ones Can See You 600 Years Ago (Thanks to Ray210,000 Rewards)
In the museum, Wei Yuan opened his eyes blankly and lay on the bed. The Tiantai Mountain debate between Taoism and Buddhism was about to begin, but he was like a salted fish, unable to muster any energy.
He obviously slept all night, but it seemed like he had stayed up all night.
Every cell in my body is shouting that I should wake up when I fall asleep.
Every ray of true spirit is fishing.
Wei Yuan stared straight at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his mind going blank.
After a while, Wei Yuan's thoughts finally gathered together.
I looked at my phone and saw that I had gotten enough sleep, yet I felt so tired.
By the way, did I really fall asleep?
Wei Yuan rubbed his brows and complained. The true spirit became active from death. At the same time, he suddenly recalled his dream. The dream was very simple, a table and a kitchen.
Wei Yuan recalled that he was cooking as if the wheels were spinning in his dream.
Then he recalled the guest's face.
Wearing a plain cloth robe, her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, her face was ancient and her eyes were calm.
Holding chopsticks in hand, eating calmly with elegant movements.
If you can ignore the plate piled up next to it like a mountain.
He eats a plate.
Wei Yuan, who was confused in his dream, turned around and started cooking.
Then put things down.
Then turn to stir-fry.
One was cooking with an expressionless face and his eyes closed, while the other was eating vegetables quickly with an expressionless face.
The fit is perfect.
It is simply the ancient version of Futukang's assembly line.
Wei Yuan's face slowly stiffened.
Did I cook all night?
He suddenly recalled his exchange with Zhu Jiuyin yesterday.
'I also have a way to make you safer.'
'Please teach me.'
Yesterday, when Zhu Jiuyin faced Wei Yuan's request, he nodded and said:
"I'll take care of it myself."
Then his eyes were dull, his tone was ancient, and he said with his hands behind his back:
'Abyss is the way of heaven and earth. Whatever you gain, you must lose. Remember this.'
This is, every gain must come with a loss...
The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.
The true spirit stayed with Zhu Jiuyin in the dream for a long time, so it was equivalent to being contaminated by Zhu Jiuyin's breath, so it was safer.
Although he has the feathers of an exotic bird that can match him.
But that kind of treasure, which is at best the level of an alien beast, is completely useless to Zhu Jiuyin.
Facing this big boss, Wei Yuan could only hope that he would not come to eat and drink in his dream without any problem. He washed his face with cold water and looked listless, which even scared the water ghosts and looked at him strangely.
Looking at Wei Yuan, he said: "Boss, are you having a nightmare?"
Haha...a nightmare?
Dreaming about Zhu Jiuyin, could it be a nightmare?
A table, a kitchen, an iron pot, a person, and a night.
A miracle, a corpse.
………………
But at least he is a person with cultivation skills. The fatigue of Wei Yuan Zhenling is just because he has been in contact with Zhu Jiuyin for too long and suffered invisible oppression. He is slowly recovering. He may use other methods to teach the Fa today.
The matter had been discussed with the old Taoist priest, and Wei Yuan had a slow breakfast.
Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, fried dough sticks, and the beast version of meat buns.
Of course, before Wei Yuan started eating, there was already a familiar member in front of him.
Feng Siyu is a vegetarian, so he eats vegetable buns and multigrain porridge.
Pickles from Longhu Mountain are a popular item when eating porridge for breakfast.
After a chopstick fight between the two, Feng Siyu ended up defeated. Most of the pickles fell into Wei Yuan's stomach. After eating and drinking, he found a Xiaolan, wearing white short sleeves and a red jacket.
Feng Siyu picked his teeth with a toothpick, his eyes lit up, and said: "Master Wei, where are you going?"
But those wide eyes were clearly saying something.
Is there anything delicious there?!
Wei Yuan's mouth twitched and he said angrily: "We're going to see the quarrel, are you leaving?"
"It's a quarrel."
Feng Siyu made a fist with his left hand, hit it on the palm of his right hand, as if he suddenly realized something, and then ran away in a flash. Wei Yuan was helpless, and happened to see Tiannu Jue walking out with a bouquet of flowers. The girl was wearing a light blue coat with a high ponytail.
His facial features were soft and he said:
"Are you having trouble with Si Yu again?"
Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "This little girl is so edible."
"If she keeps eating like this, her own store will be empty. She needs to take care of it."
"Eat, eat, eat, and you will know how to eat."
Jue placed the flowers on the wooden stand outside, adjusted the position, and said: "The Yu clan actually has a huge appetite. With her cultivation, it is impossible for her to eat fat."
Wei Yuan was speechless.
Speechless for a moment.
Wei Yuan looked at the girl organizing the flower shop, hesitated for a moment, took a slight breath, and said:
"Jue?"
"Um?"
Jue raised her head, the morning light shone on the side of her face, her pupils were clean brown, the dust was slightly fluttering in the sunlight, and the gold was scattered, and her black hair was soft. Seeing that Wei Yuan did not speak, the girl smiled,
Asked: "What's wrong?"
How about going to Tiantai Mountain together?
Wei Yuan opened his mouth and was about to speak.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a figure suddenly turned out and sat directly on the back seat of Wei Yuan's bicycle without any courtesy. Wei Yuan's words were immediately blocked. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was Feng Siyu. Wei Yuan lowered his voice.
, said: "What are you doing here?"
"Go watch the quarrel."
Feng Siyu said matter-of-factly: "Otherwise, what else can I do?"
"Then you just..."
"I just found some melon seeds and nuts."
".........You go down."
"I do not want."
"I'll give you three hot pot meals, come down."
"Five tons!"
Wei Yuan's mouth twitched: "What you just said was tons, not tons, right?"
Feng Siyu looked innocent.
Jue burst out laughing suddenly. The two of them paused and turned their heads to look. The girl spread her hands and said jokingly:
"You two really look like father and daughter."
"Okay, okay, stop arguing."
"Yuan, just take her with you. When you come back, remember to buy something delicious. Let's have dinner together tonight."
"I won't go."
Wei Yuan nodded regretfully.
Feng Siyu nodded regretfully.
Jue watched the two people leave, moved a pot of flowers to the table in the museum, adjusted its position, then took away yesterday's pot of flowers, walked alone through the flower shop, and arrived at the back room behind the flower shop, where he lived.
Sitting on the wicker chairs, slowly sorting out their thoughts, the two friends Ehuang and Nvying seemed to have found a new path.
If you can find the mountain ghosts and others, you can also point them to these cultivation paths.
In fact, in this era, these mountain gods and water gods can also cooperate with human forces to achieve win-win results. Of course, there must be people like contemporary heavenly masters as intermediaries. Humans and gods have flaws, and humans cannot see the gods.
Power, God had better not get too close to the dark parts of human nature.
Keeping distance and maintaining balance is beneficial to both parties.
This can be promised to Master Zhang.
It's just a pity.
But she never found Kunlun.
I went out several times and found nothing.
She drew another circle on the map of China, and there were not many possibilities left.
Jue is thinking about the next question.
With the sound of jingling bells, the flower shop was pushed away. Jue stood up and saw a fierce and heroic woman in red clothes inside the shop. It was Yu Ji. Jue put away what he was thinking about and invited Yu Ji to sit down.
, poured a cup of tea, pushed it gently, and said with a smile: "Yu, why did you come here suddenly?"
"Nothing happened. It's just that the guard master and Miss Feng were having a little quarrel, so they went out to take a look."
"Oh, that's how it is."
The goddess of Kunlun wore an elegant smile that could not find any fault.
Chat with Yu Ji about some painting skills and past events.
Yu Ji took a sip of tea and felt that the taste of the tea was not dry. It was obvious that the person who brewed the tea was skilled enough. He was very insightful in terms of techniques and art. She couldn't help but sigh and said
: "Sometimes I really don't know if you are smart and mature, or if you are a bit dull."
“Sometimes you can see things very clearly, but sometimes it’s easy to get yourself involved accidentally.”
Jue was stunned.
He picked up the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Where do you start talking about this?"
Yu Ji looked at the girl and said, "You just said that as a joke."
"Master Wei, and Miss Feng are like father and daughter."
Jue was surprised, and then fell into deep thought.
Yu Ji pondered, thinking that this should be the end of the story. It was enough to say this. She picked up the tea and took a sip, but saw a trace of apology on the face of the goddess, saying: "Yes, the saying between father and daughter is
It's a bit presumptuous, I will apologize when they come back."
Yu Ji's movement stagnated: "..."
She took a deep breath, waved her hand, and said, "Let me ask you."
"At that time, they were like father and daughter, so who played the role of mother..."
The goddess was silent and began to remember.
The goddess upholds the dignity and elegance that Kunlun Mountain should have.
"Mother? Who is it?"
The girl's smile was flawless: "I don't know."
Yu Ji: “…………”
She looked at the girl's profile and had no choice but to ignore the matter.
After chatting for a while, he stood up and said goodbye.
Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to an account with a nine-tailed fox avatar:
"Sorry, little girl."
"Can't carry it..."
Inside the flower shop, the Kunlun Goddess maintained a flawless smile.
The flower shop door suddenly locked itself.
After counting the interest.
The fair face is getting redder and redder.
Until his face turned red.
Only then did she come back to her senses and realize that her unintentional words seemed to have tricked her into it. If she were an ordinary person, she wouldn't have cared about it due to her light temperament, but when she saw the pottery, she knew Yuan's possible identity.
So the audience for this incident is in front of a friend who has known him since childhood and took care of him for a long time during the Three Kingdoms period.
Commonly known as social death.
Queen Mother of the West, what should I do...
After thinking about it, I can't find a solution.
The Kunlun girl took a deep breath.
Turn around and squat down.
He took out a bottle of drink from the cabinet.
There's fruity beer inside.
No one saw it anyway.
Open it, sit on the bed, and raise your neck.
Tons tons tons!
lie!
………………
Wei Yuan drove the shared bicycle with the skill of controlling the wind. Feng Siyu sat cross-legged on the back seat with his slender legs, his back to Wei Yuan, looking at the scenery on both sides while eating melon seeds. The Yu tribe is naturally in harmony with the wind, even if
Even with Wei Yuan's speed, Feng Siyu could still act as if nothing was wrong and sit still.
Relying on the skill of controlling the wind, it still took Wei Yuan a while to reach Tiantai Mountain.
Wei Yuan originally planned to ride up directly, but when he went there he found that this place was so crowded that it was terrifying. There were even people selling snacks and fruits at the foot of the mountain. It could be said that it was so crowded that he had no choice but to go there.
The Jishou knife struck the head of Feng Siyu, whose eyes were shining, and he pulled the girl up the mountain from one side.
Unexpectedly, there were still many people on the mountain.
This time it was originally for publicity purposes, so I had no intention of locking it up and doing it myself.
Wei Yuan saw that there were mostly journalists, cameramen, or practitioners from various sects high up in the mountain. They all had a wisp of energy on their bodies. There were also practitioners from other sects on the trees everywhere. Wei Yuan even
Yu also saw a young man with black hair and brown eyes who sneaked up with an aura that was very different from Buddhism.
Wei Yuan sensed it, and it was similar to the Western cultivation school.
But it's different.
The man climbed the tree very fast. Wei Yuan looked away and looked forward. He saw the unique Buddha light aura of the Buddhist monks. His expression was slightly solemn. He was about to find a way to let his body pass. Suddenly there was a commotion behind him. It turned out that it was on the mountain.
People were crowded, and some people tried to push their way up. As a result, a reporter accidentally stepped on the air and fell down the mountain road on one side.
I'm afraid I'll die if I fall.
Wei Yuan swayed and appeared next to him. He was about to take action when a palm of his hand stretched out and grabbed the reporter, pulling him back steadily. The reporter was so frightened that his feet became weak.
The man spoke with a soft voice:
"The mountain road is steep, please be careful where you step."
Wei Yuan raised his eyes and looked.
The rescuer was a young and handsome monk wearing a simple white cloth monk's robe.
Also looking over.
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