Chen He sat on the ground, looked up at the sky, and murmured with a little joy: "It finally rained."
The rain was not heavy, it was pattering, and the master did not hide or use magic to evaporate the water vapor. He just sat in the rain with a smile, letting his hair and robes get wet.
Lishan is located in the southeast corner of the Eastern Tuhan border, a land with lots of water. There is always no shortage of rain all year round, and this year is no exception.
There is no shortage of rain, so the leader's words 'it finally rained' seemed a bit unreasonable. Shen He would say this because there had been thunder in the sky for half a month before.
For fifteen days, the zenith of Mount Li was covered with clouds, and the rumbling thunder never stopped for a moment, but not a drop of rain fell. Until now, it finally started to rain.
Not to mention the rain, just the dull thunder that lasted for half a month. Such a celestial phenomenon is really abnormal. If it were placed in a place densely populated by mortals, it would probably cause panic in the morning. However, Master Shen He and the elders of Lishan all looked happy with joy on their faces: He Yu Master is doing his final enlightenment in retreat.
If he fails to seize the 'inspiration' and fails to find the true meaning of the 'Great Freedom Question', even if he sits there for ten thousand years, he will not be able to bring about changes in the celestial phenomena; on the contrary, only if he achieves something, will he be able to stir up the will of heaven and the terrain. There will be such weird weather.
For fifteen days, thunder continued continuously, which was a symbol that he had grasped the mystery.
Mastering the mystery may not necessarily lead to successful enlightenment, but if you want to achieve enlightenment, you must first grasp the mystery.
There was no one around, Shen He stretched his waist and yawned loudly, feeling happy and comfortable. This behavior was vulgar and unbearable. He did not have the demeanor of a superior at all.
In the Dongtian Jianzun's house, it was said that 'the courtyard in the mountain is the people in the courtyard'. Su Jing and Lang Wanyi chatted for a long time, and the topics came up one after another, but there was only one person in the conversation: Lu Jiaoba.
Until the end, when Lang Wanyi told all his memories about Lu Jiao, Su Jing was still not satisfied, and the two of them drank up Lang Wanyi's wine.
Su Jing then took Lang Wanyi to the Yin and Yang Division, and the judge immediately released the order, and then summoned Ma Xi, the second chief who was usually responsible for contacting Li Shan. He took Su Jing's oral message and took the wolf soul to Li Shan. .
Before leaving, Su Jing emphasized in a more serious tone: "The rules in the world are very different from those in the Netherworld. Although the law of the jungle can prey on the strong, there are still rules of etiquette and law. The Lishan Sword Sect helps the world. The rules are neither big nor small."
Lang Wanyi smiled and nodded: "Don't worry. It's my blessing to be able to stay in his old man's dojo and practice. I will never make a mistake. On your side, Yang Sanlang is by no means an easy person. You should be careful. "
The two of them cupped their hands and said goodbye, the laws passed in the Hades Palace, and the figures of Lang Wanyi and Ma Xi disappeared in a cloud of dim light.
Su Jing let out a long breath, turned around and walked towards the back hall with a clear smile on his face.
The little knot in Su Jing's heart was opened. The person he wanted to admire was indeed worthy of respect and happy enough. The relationship between the master and Moye Lanqi was embarrassing, but Lanqi finally broke through the yard and flew away. In the fairy world, Master has achieved his wish and is happy enough!
After just two steps into the back garden, a graceful figure flashed in front of me and blocked the way.
Not smiling, she looked at Su Jing carefully: "Look at you little devil, your eyes are twinkling and your mouth is full of lust." As she said this, she behaved unruly and actually raised her bare hands and pinched Su Jing's chin: "Tsk tsk, you look so pretty!"
The little witch pretended to be a man looking at a girl, she was so proud of herself. She was about to ask Su Jing what good news she got from Langwan, and she smiled all over her face. Unexpectedly, the boy who was pinching his chin moved his face towards her.
Come over, quickly, softly and lightly, and kiss your mouth all at once.
How is the cultivation of not listening? She was able to easily dodge a flying sword attack within a short distance, but she was unable to avoid Su Jing's mouth.
Suddenly, the little demon girl blushed.
Su Jing kissed quickly, retreated as soon as he hit her, and took half a step back. There is no distinction between men and women when it comes to spiritual matters, but when it comes to love affairs, men are born to be stronger. If you don't listen, you are still a woman no matter what you say. After being hit in the mouth, Tan's mouth opened slightly.
She was so stupid that she was in a daze. Su Jing was even more triumphant than she was just now: "Is there spring in my mouth? Spring is sweet, do you want to taste it again?"
At this time, Qi Donglai waved his hand and walked into the back garden: "Su Jing, if that man really knows about the Eighth Patriarch, can he tell me anything interesting?"
Regardless of his cultivation, experience, and knowledge, Qi Donglai is considered outstanding among the younger generation of cultivators. When he walked into the garden and saw the two of them face to face, Su Jing smiled and was in a daze. With his eyesight and thoughts, he immediately understood him.
You and I are hot, and we came at the wrong time.
If it were anyone else, he would turn around and leave, but Qi Dong didn't come. He said, "Oh, I came at the wrong time." He folded his arms and leaned against the corridor pillar, looking at the two of them with a smile, waiting to continue watching the flower show.
He was confused by not listening to Zheng Qing, so how could he tolerate a bearded man watching not far away? He turned to look at the bearded man, took a breath and managed to calm down, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Su Jing and I have something important to discuss, Sao."
, Qi Donglai, dear eldest sister, get out of here!!"
The Qiu-bearded man took the word 'sao' in front of his name very seriously. He would correct it whenever someone omitted it. He didn't even hear that the name was correct. He didn't care at all if someone called him 'eldest sister', let alone 'get out of here'.
Taking it to heart, he turned around and walked away laughing. He was disgusted with the legacy of the Demon Lord and would not leave until others criticized him.
After he left, Su Jing raised his eyebrows and brought up the old things again: "How delicious is the spring on your lips?"
The little demon girl almost heard her own heartbeat in her ears. She misheard the word 'good' instead of 'still'. She thought to herself, 'Do I still want to eat it?
Su Jing's mind was spinning so fast. He reacted before he could get confused and said with a smile: "Okay! I specialize in treating greedy people!"
But before he could make another move, a burst of loud laughter sounded from the garden gate again.
The laughter was really loud but could not be wiped away. You could tell without looking back. Qi Dong came and went again: "So it's your mouth that smells sweet or my mouth that smells sweet," Qiu-bearded Han said.
Covering his mouth, that look is really annoying. Being chopped on the face by a flying sword will definitely attract endless applause, but he doesn't know it and is as shy as a beauty: "I'm really curious. Logically speaking, this
You two can't pull off any tricks. Each of you has his own shame. We're already five feet apart and we're already touching each other. It's hard to get even an inch closer to me."
This time he really got lost. In the midst of his laughter, the bearded man turned into a pink scented wind and flew directly up to the sky. Seeing the evil look in the eyes of the little demon girl, Qi Dong didn't want to touch this bad luck.
Qi Donglai had nothing to do, so he flew into the sky and wandered around for a while, wandering east and west, looking to the east to see the ghost soldiers practicing, to the west to see the ghost people building a city, and to the south. He saw a purple and gold cloud driving from the south.
Cutting through the sky, flying unhurriedly, heading towards Bujin.
Nowadays, Bujin is no longer the ruins of a deserted city. It is a heavily guarded place. How can it allow others to rush in without waiting for the clouds to arrive? A group of dark soldiers flew into the sky to greet them. The captain who led the group shouted: "Hey, who are so bold?"
, why don’t you stop Yunjia quickly and sign up for me.”
Zijin Yunjia stopped his castration, but did not disperse. Only one person flew out, dressed as a judge, wearing a yellow robe, a third-grade official, raised his hand and showed a token.
The captain who blocked the road immediately changed his tone and said with a smile: "It turns out that the judge is here. I was so reckless, so please forgive me." As he said this, he put his hand behind his back and waved lightly, and the Yin soldiers behind him quickly gave way.
the way.
The yellow-robed judge put away his token and returned to the clouds to continue moving forward. However, not long after he had set off, the purple-gold cloud driver encountered another gust of pink fragrance.
Someone blocked the road, Zijin Yunjia had to listen, and the yellow-robed judge walked out of the clouds again, frowning slightly: "Yang Shenren? Are you a friend of Xiaojiu Wang? I have just explained my identity to the soldiers patrolling the city.
"
The fragrant wind dissipated, and a tall man with a beard appeared, with a smile on his face but cold eyes. He looked at the judge who was opening the road, and then at Zijin Yunjia: "Third-grade yellow robe? He is considered a high-ranking official. The poet can't figure out, who can have this?
With such a pomp and circumstance, allowing the dignified third-grade Grand Priest to act as a pawn to sound the gong and clear the way, could it be that Lord Yama has reappeared in the netherworld."
But the yellow-robed judge was so tired that he died.
He could tell that there was the scent of a masculine person in the fragrant wind, but he never expected to see a big beard jumping out of the pink wind, let alone the delicate voice of a woman speaking from the strong man's mouth.
The yellow-robed judge frowned: "The Yin and Yang Division has its own rules and regulations. How can we allow outsiders to interfere? Since you are not an official in the division, please get out of the way!"
"There have never been people with human bodies in the underworld before. In the past, there was only one red-robed judge in the Onmyoji Division." His voice was soft and his leopard eyes were charming, but his words were extremely arrogant: "Nothing remains the same in the world.
The rules must be changed if they need to be changed.”
Qi Donglai has a murderous streak, and his fierce fighting against evil Buddhas in the depths of the Western Sea shows how ruthless he is. However, he is by no means arrogant. He took the initiative to block the road because he probably guessed the identity of the person coming. If it was as he expected, then Su Jing would have to
It's time for a good show, so here's what a poet does: first, seize some momentum and seize the momentum for your friends!
Deliberately making things difficult is a boring move, but it is also the most direct way to gain momentum.
The sound of flapping wings was like the sound of a dragonfly flying a hundred times amplified. Three coffins with wings and three dwarfs carrying long swords rose up. Lei Dong asked: "Qi Donglai, what are you doing?"
"Sao, Qi Dong is here," he corrected first as always, and the bearded man followed up and said: "Waiting to see the Lord of Hell!" After saying that, he smiled grimly: "However, the Lord of Hell is easy to meet, but the kid is difficult to deal with."
There was no anger on the yellow-robed judge's face, and his voice suddenly became cold: "I only want to ask three words: won't you give way?"
"It's obviously nine characters." The three corpses said in unison.
"Okay." The yellow-robed judge nodded slightly. At this time, another figure flashed, and another person jumped out from the purple golden cloud. He first whispered to the yellow-robed judge: "Wait a moment, Mr. Hua." Then the man looked at Qi Donglai.
The official's attire and robes are the same as those of the Fengtiandu General Office, and the personal official Kong Fangbai next to Mr. You is completely the same, but this person is a young woman with delicate features and a capable expression.
He has a natural talent for holding flowers, and he is delighted when he sees a girl. He smiles and says, "May I ask what you call the official?"