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2021-02-19 Author: Killing Buge

Chapter 211 [Big Chapter] Ling Zhouyue's younger sister

Before the end of the Dharma era.

In the mortal world, Xi, according to legend, is an evil beast with four horns and four legs. Due to the heavy snow in winter and the lack of food, it often goes to nearby villages to find food.

Because of his huge body, bad temper, and abnormal ferocity, he brought great disasters to the villagers.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, people organize their clothes, help the old and the young, and go to the nearby Zongmen to take refuge in the evening.

This is the origin of the legendary New Year's Eve.

In the Dharma-ending Era, the New Year's Eve in the realm of cultivation followed current events and became the Night of Exorcising Darkness.

After all, there is nothing in this world that brings greater disasters to human beings than the Netherworld.

Cultivators have a long lifespan, and New Year's Eve is only celebrated every twelve years, which is much more lively than ordinary New Year's Eve.

The custom of posting couplets has long since disappeared in the world of self-cultivation, but setting off lanterns, fireworks, and firecrackers is still used as a ceremony of hot weapons against the ghosts and has been preserved to this day.

New Year's Eve.

The ghost paper kites made of low-level talismans floated over the Zongzhi Mountains, under the large array of mountain guards, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

Especially the white eyes painted on the Nether paper kite, vividly drawn with a protruding three-dimensional sense, arranged in strange geometric figures, like the hallucinatory pictures that Xiao Ran saw in his previous life.

For example, you are loli, you are loli, you are the picture of loli...

After watching too much, you really think you are a loli, and there is a ghost in the sky.

Tens of thousands of terrifying white eyes hang over the mountains in broad daylight, frightening the new disciples who have just started not to look up.

Even spring frogs and autumn cicadas are working harder on alchemy today than in the past, and they are determined not to take a step forward until the fireworks are set off at night.

Because everyone has been waiting eagerly for the night to fall since noon, and there are dense darkness in the sky, which brings a lot of psychological pressure to people, making people feel that the night on New Year's Eve is much later than usual.

On New Year's Eve, Xiao Ran decided to take a day off, stop caring about promotion and filial piety, and relax.

Xiao Ran made the fireworks on Zhijian Peak himself.

After all, he has a rich experience of being sprayed into the sky by his master to set off fireworks.

The fireworks he made are relatively retro, and they are the long stick style that he played in his previous life when he was a child.

However, the iron tube is engraved with spiritual patterns and filled with special gunpowder, which can control the rate of fire and power very accurately, and achieve continuous firing and precise strikes.

Compared with Zongzhishan's fixed single-shot gun-style fireworks, it is still relatively new.

Night finally came.

The mountains of Zongzhi began to be lively, and every mountain peak was lit with Panshan red lanterns.

After Chuyan finished lighting the lanterns, Xiao Ran set off fireworks with his master and apprentice on Jianping.

Relying on this firework tube, under the rule of not using his own spiritual power, he lit all the ghost kites in the Zhijian Peak area a quarter of an hour after dark.

There are only a few sparks in the sky above other mountain tops, but Zhijian Peak can start a prairie fire.

The continuous fire light illuminates the entire night sky, and Zhijian Peak is as bright as day, extremely gorgeous.

Ling Zhouyue is not interested in fireworks,

But still excited for the new year.

New Years means playing cards all night long.

Although she can do this in normal times, so can others during Chinese New Year.

It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together.

With the light of the fire in the sky, Ling Zhouyue sat cross-legged on the pine root alone, drinking with her head raised, while fiddling with bamboo cards.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding, with a dignified look on his face, those who didn't know thought he was studying the future direction of the cultivation world.

Xiao Ran leaned over and asked proudly:

"Master, what do you think of my shooting skills?"

Ling Zhou didn't even raise the moon, and responded casually:

"As expected of my disciple of Sword Peak, Dou Youming's skills have always been first-class."

Setting off fireworks and shooting Youming is equal to fighting Youming?

When Xiao Ran thought about it, there was nothing wrong with it in theory.

Chuyan Maitai's voice came from behind.

"If you keep shooting like this, You Ming will have to give birth to you."

Xiao Ran:

"..."

Ling Zhouyue also raised her head and stared at Xiao Ran.

Thinking of Xiao Ran's actions in recent days, he felt that it might be harder for him to have children than Nether.

Chu Yan gave Xiao Ran a meaningful look, then took out a set of New Year's red clothes and handed it to the master.

"New year, new atmosphere, this is the New Year's clothes specially prepared by the disciples for the master. May the master wipe out the apostles this time, take the lead, and succeed immediately, and Dou Youming can always win and become popular."

Ling Zhouyue took a look, it was red clothes, she frowned slightly.

"Why the red dress?"

Chu Yan also felt a chill in her heart.

"Master doesn't like red clothes?"

Ling Zhouyue shook her head and said:

"That's not true, I rarely wear red clothes."

Chuyan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the red dress and gestured in front of her small body.

"Try it on, master must look beautiful in red."

Ling Zhouyue's face was rare and calm, and the light of the fire that was as bright as daylight solidified her picturesque face.

"I once had a younger sister who showed off to me in a red dress every day, and then she died..."

Xiao Ran and Chu Yan were tongue-tied, trembling with fright, they looked at each other, speechless.

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, and then added:

"Of course there is no causal relationship between the two events."

Only then did Xiao Ran breathe a sigh of relief, and said softly:

"Then try to wear it, and commemorate the old man."

"Come here and change my clothes."

Xiao Ran motioned to Chu Yan.

"Go ahead."

After all, he doesn't want to go to heaven after Chinese New Year.

Compared with Bing Bing, who spouts scary lines from time to time, Xiao Ran still believes in the first appearance of human beings.

After a while, Xiao Ran turned around.

Master has already changed into a red dress.

The red clothes are not pure red, but slightly dark red, like the color of blood in the dark night, with a strong aura.

Looser than a cheongsam, tighter than a long gown, it fits the body but is not tight. The design is extremely delicate and shows off your figure.

Red, usually the color that heightens desire.

But this red robe is colorless on Ling Zhouyue's body, showing too much aura. While retaining her sassy sword aura, it also brings out a slightly dark and high-cold aura.

It also has a weird feeling of being above all living beings, which is completely different from the usual lazy feeling.

This majestic red dress will not look lustful at all, but it arouses li xuan's desire to conquer.

Chu Yan was also dumbfounded, her small face slightly swelled, her eyes were engrossed, and she raised her head with the feeling that she was looking up at another high-level creature.

"Wow, Master is so beautiful."

Xiao Ran's expression was also slightly startled, and he agreed.

"It's very beautiful."

Ling Zhouyue was rarely as bold and unrestrained as usual, and her expression was slightly dignified.

"You all have sweet mouths, but I don't know why you always feel that you are praising my sister."

Xiao Ran asked puzzledly:

"Are you two twins?"

Ling Zhouyue thought for a while before nodding.

"That's right."

"Are twins still counted?"

"She is ten years younger than me, and her body is not as good as mine... She is also more beautiful, but it is a pity that she has gone to another world."

Is there anyone in this world who is more beautiful and has a better figure than Master?

nonexistent!

Without sadness, Xiao Ran said with a smile:

"Going to another world may not necessarily lead to death, maybe we will see each other again in the future."

Ling Zhouyue's sword eyes moved.

"You cursed me?"

Xiao Ran shook his head and said without any concealment:

"Master may not believe it, but I have experienced it myself."

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, and stared straight at Xiao Ran with her sword eyes reflecting the quiet fire.

"You mean... are you from another world?"

Xiao Ran smiled and said:

"Master, don't you think that a handsome man like me will be born in the Dharma-ending Age when the spirit energy is almost exhausted?"

Ling Zhouyue secretly pinched Xiao Ran's waist, acting like an old married couple.

"Let's all go to Baicao Peak."

...

Before Xiao Ran and Chu Yan went up the mountain, Ling Zhouyue spent every new year at Baicao Peak with her master, Chun Frog and Qiu Cicada, and then went to Chaos City to stay out all night.

Just after nightfall, the sky above Baicao Peak was still pitch black, no fireworks had started, only red lanterns were scattered in the maple forest.

Uncle Yinyue was still refining medicine, and the two girls, Chun Frog and Qiu Cicada, were too frightened to leave the alchemy room.

It wasn't until Xiao Ran and the others came, setting off fireworks on the edge of the Baicao Peak cliff and lighting up the ghost paper kites to illuminate the entire mountain, that the two girls walked out of the alchemy room tremblingly.

The two girls were not cowardly, with their waists thrust forward and their stomachs straight, they took steps that their relatives would not recognize.

"Zhijian Peak is really leisurely. Baicao Peak has to refine medicine on New Year's Eve, so you can't relax for a moment."

"Junior Brother Xiao's fireworks are quite interesting, did you also buy them in Shenwu Kingdom? Can we use the pill furnace to exchange fireworks with you at a loss?"

Xiao Ran shook his head, and made a gesture to hand the fireworks to the two girls.

"You don't need to change it. The fireworks are given to you for free. Only by accurately controlling the strength of the pipe and controlling the spiritual power can you achieve precise strikes. It is the same as alchemy."

The excited little expressions of the two girls suddenly became crotch.

"Suddenly I don't want to play anymore..."

"By the way, Junior Brother Xiao said that he would eat roasted birds tonight? He shouldn't lie to the children, right?"

Speaking of roasted birds, Chuyan took Ling Zhouyue's arm in red and whispered:

"Master Zu, his bird should be roasted, so as not to do evil in the future and hurt Master's body."

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, pondering for a long time before catching up with Chuyan's thinking, remembering what Xiao Ran did wrong yesterday, if she hadn't resisted the sword energy urgently...

"That's right, it should be roasted."

Xiao Ran accidentally heard it, and his lower body felt cold.

No, it's a scalding of the lower body.

Still in shock, the uncle walked out of the alchemy room, looking a little tired, but still said softly:

"Yue'er was injured yesterday, and she hasn't fully recovered yet. Eating some Suzaku meat will also help her recover."

Saying so, Master Yinyue handed Xiao Ran a few pills.

"It's the same for you, you need to eat some divine beast meat to stabilize the wall of distraction."

There is no way, including the two girls, all five women want to eat his big bird, and it is not easy to refuse the one who is older than the Chinese New Year, Xiao Ran said:

"Alright, tonight I invite everyone to eat a big bird, everyone has a share, no one will grab it."

The two girls suddenly became excited, and hurriedly said:

"Where are we going to eat?"

"Baicao Peak is a bit small..."

The so-called smallness of the two girls refers to the fact that the hot spring in Baicao Peak is too small.

True Silver Moon said:

"In previous years, there were not many people, and they all celebrated the New Year at Baicao Peak. This year, there are many people, so let's go to Zhijian Peak."

"it is good."

...

Hold the sword peak.

Hot Spring Cliff.

The peach blossoms are young, and the water mist curls up.

The flickering fireworks in the nearby night sky, and the swaying bonfire light and shadow on the shore interweave in the rippling water.

Ling Zhouyue, Yinyue Daoist and Chu Yan leaned against the three sides in the hot spring pool, completely relaxed without an inch of lace.

The spring frog and the autumn cicada are patting in the water like a dog planing, and grab the peach petals that fell into the water with the warm water fish to eat.

From a distance, it is a beautiful and interesting picture of fairies bathing together.

Xiao Ran roasted the bird's wings in the sword bamboo forest ten feet away.

While roasting the bird, I was drawing a picture of a fairy bathing together.

Previously, the one-winged bird saw that Xiao Ran insisted on roasting the bird for the sake of women, and was going to have a fight with Xiao Ran, but when he saw the strange power in Xiao Ran's air, he was so frightened that he obediently tore off his one-wing, avoiding the end of roasting the whole bird.

It suddenly felt that the wingless bird is also very good, just like the missile, maybe the speed will be faster.

The sword and bamboo forest is waiting to be rebuilt.

Before, affected by Ling Zhouyue's sword energy, the sword bamboo grove was still in a state of half bamboo stems and half stubble, and the newly sprouted bamboo shoots only took a tip.

Xiao Ran directly set up a long sword bamboo on two stubbles of bamboo stems, set up a bonfire below, and roasted a bird's wing alone.

More than one hundred catties of bird wings are enough for several people to eat.

After arranging the condiments, let Bingbing watch the fire.

Xiao Ran took out his drawing book and began to draw the picture of fairies in bath that he never tires of.

As soon as the resonance consciousness is opened, through the water mist, it seems that there is a code, but there is no code in my heart.

After a day's rest, Master's complexion was much better, and Feng Yun's body regained its luster and ruddy, but Xiao Ran still liked the appearance of Master in red clothes just now, it was very cold and exciting, and the flickering fireworks reflected difficult The shadow of words.

After Master Yinyue took a dip in the hot spring, his fatigue disappeared, and his body regained the luster of a young man. The dignified temperament on his face complemented his classically proportioned figure, and the swaying firelight complemented each other, showing elegance and femininity.

Chuyan's small body is full of weakness, but her face is full of ambition. Even in the hot springs, she is still painting with a drawing book, repeatedly measuring the size and aura of her master with her fingers, and trying to design a better fit in person. clothing.

Spring Frogs and Autumn Cicadas are purely for the sake of making the painting lively and playful, reducing the color value.

Beside Xiao Ran, Bing Bing, who was fanning the fire leisurely, suddenly asked with emotion:

"Do you sometimes feel that life is too smooth, as if you are living in a dream?"

Xiao Ran looked up at her.

The pupils illuminated by the fire looked more lively, playful and lifelike than the eyes of Master, Martial Uncle or Chu Yan, but in Xiao Ran's view, they were lifeless.

"A dream like the Paradise Tree project?"

Bingbing was a little surprised.

"You also know about the Paradise Tree Project?"

"Your Shenwu Kingdom doesn't treat me as an outsider either."

Xiao Ran complained, and then asked back:

"Do you feel that way?"

Bingbing thought for a while, then calmly said:

"I know that I am a puppet, so of course I don't feel like I am dreaming. Speaking of which, I have never experienced any feeling. What I said may be just a special effect of complex spirit patterns. I clearly understand that I am not a real person, but how do you know? Are you a real person?"

Boy, you're still a philosopher!

Xiao Ran thought about it seriously.

Along the way, although every experience was thrilling, but in the end I got away with it, surrounded by beauties all the time, taking a bath without treating myself like an outsider at all, it was indeed like a dream.

Is it meaningful to discuss whether such a beautiful dream is real or unreal?

Theoretically speaking, even in his previous life, Xiao Ran could not prove that he was not living in someone else's mediocre dream, which is the same as the unfalsifiability of religion.

That's why Descartes said:

Cogito ergo sum.

The only thing that proves you are alive is your thoughts.

Enjoying the present and working hard to create a better dream is what a man should do.

"Whether it's true or false, being alive is a joy in itself. I think there is only one meaning of life—don't die."

Bingbing listened carefully, the flickering bonfire did not cause any ripples in her calm eyes.

"Apostle's trip, don't die."

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My filial piety has gone bad - Chapter 211 [Big Chapter] Ling Zhouyue's younger sister

2021-02-19 Author: Killing Buge

Chapter 211 [Big Chapter] Ling Zhouyue's younger sister

Before the end of the Dharma era.

In the mortal world, Xi, according to legend, is an evil beast with four horns and four legs. Due to the heavy snow in winter and the lack of food, it often goes to nearby villages to find food.

Because of his huge body, bad temper, and abnormal ferocity, he brought great disasters to the villagers.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, people organize their clothes, help the old and the young, and go to the nearby Zongmen to take refuge in the evening.

This is the origin of the legendary New Year's Eve.

In the Dharma-ending Era, the New Year's Eve in the realm of cultivation followed current events and became the Night of Exorcising Darkness.

After all, there is nothing in this world that brings greater disasters to human beings than the Netherworld.

Cultivators have a long lifespan, and New Year's Eve is only celebrated every twelve years, which is much more lively than ordinary New Year's Eve.

The custom of posting couplets has long since disappeared in the world of self-cultivation, but setting off lanterns, fireworks, and firecrackers is still used as a ceremony of hot weapons against the ghosts and has been preserved to this day.

New Year's Eve.

The ghost paper kites made of low-level talismans floated over the Zongzhi Mountains, under the large array of mountain guards, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

Especially the white eyes painted on the Nether paper kite, vividly drawn with a protruding three-dimensional sense, arranged in strange geometric figures, like the hallucinatory pictures that Xiao Ran saw in his previous life.

For example, you are loli, you are loli, you are the picture of loli...

After watching too much, you really think you are a loli, and there is a ghost in the sky.

Tens of thousands of terrifying white eyes hang over the mountains in broad daylight, frightening the new disciples who have just started not to look up.

Even spring frogs and autumn cicadas are working harder on alchemy today than in the past, and they are determined not to take a step forward until the fireworks are set off at night.

Because everyone has been waiting eagerly for the night to fall since noon, and there are dense darkness in the sky, which brings a lot of psychological pressure to people, making people feel that the night on New Year's Eve is much later than usual.

On New Year's Eve, Xiao Ran decided to take a day off, stop caring about promotion and filial piety, and relax.

Xiao Ran made the fireworks on Zhijian Peak himself.

After all, he has a rich experience of being sprayed into the sky by his master to set off fireworks.

The fireworks he made are relatively retro, and they are the long stick style that he played in his previous life when he was a child.

However, the iron tube is engraved with spiritual patterns and filled with special gunpowder, which can control the rate of fire and power very accurately, and achieve continuous firing and precise strikes.

Compared with Zongzhishan's fixed single-shot gun-style fireworks, it is still relatively new.

Night finally came.

The mountains of Zongzhi began to be lively, and every mountain peak was lit with Panshan red lanterns.

After Chuyan finished lighting the lanterns, Xiao Ran set off fireworks with his master and apprentice on Jianping.

Relying on this firework tube, under the rule of not using his own spiritual power, he lit all the ghost kites in the Zhijian Peak area a quarter of an hour after dark.

There are only a few sparks in the sky above other mountain tops, but Zhijian Peak can start a prairie fire.

The continuous fire light illuminates the entire night sky, and Zhijian Peak is as bright as day, extremely gorgeous.

Ling Zhouyue is not interested in fireworks, but she is still very excited about the New Year.

New Years means playing cards all night long.

Although she can do this in normal times, so can others during Chinese New Year.

It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together.

With the light of the fire in the sky, Ling Zhouyue sat cross-legged on the pine root alone, drinking with her head raised, while fiddling with bamboo cards.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding, with a dignified look on his face, those who didn't know thought he was studying the future direction of the cultivation world.

Xiao Ran leaned over and asked proudly:

"Master, what do you think of my shooting skills?"

Ling Zhou didn't even raise the moon, and responded casually:

"As expected of my disciple of Sword Peak, Dou Youming's skills have always been first-class."

Setting off fireworks and shooting Youming is equal to fighting Youming?

When Xiao Ran thought about it, there was nothing wrong with it in theory.

Chuyan Maitai's voice came from behind.

"If you keep shooting like this, You Ming will have to give birth to you."

Xiao Ran:

"..."

Ling Zhouyue also raised her head and stared at Xiao Ran.

Thinking of Xiao Ran's actions in recent days, he felt that it might be harder for him to have children than Nether.

Chu Yan gave Xiao Ran a meaningful look, then took out a set of New Year's red clothes and handed it to the master.

"New year, new atmosphere, this is the New Year's clothes specially prepared by the disciples for the master. May the master wipe out the apostles this time, take the lead, and succeed immediately, and Dou Youming can always win and become popular."

Ling Zhouyue took a look, it was red clothes, she frowned slightly.

"Why the red dress?"

Chu Yan also felt a chill in her heart.

"Master doesn't like red clothes?"

Ling Zhouyue shook her head and said:

"That's not true, I rarely wear red clothes."

Chuyan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the red dress and gestured in front of her small body.

"Try it on, master must look beautiful in red."

Ling Zhouyue's face was rare and calm, and the light of the fire that was as bright as daylight solidified her picturesque face.

"I once had a younger sister who showed off to me in a red dress every day, and then she died..."

Xiao Ran and Chu Yan were tongue-tied, trembling with fright, they looked at each other, speechless.

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, and then added:

"Of course there is no causal relationship between the two events."

Only then did Xiao Ran breathe a sigh of relief, and said softly:

"Then try to wear it, and commemorate the old man."

"Come here and change my clothes."

Xiao Ran motioned to Chu Yan.

"Go ahead."

After all, he doesn't want to go to heaven after Chinese New Year.

Compared with Bing Bing, who spouts scary lines from time to time, Xiao Ran still believes in the first appearance of human beings.

After a while, Xiao Ran turned around.

Master has already changed into a red dress.

The red clothes are not pure red, but slightly dark red, like the color of blood in the dark night, with a strong aura.

Looser than a cheongsam, tighter than a long gown, it fits the body but is not tight. The design is extremely delicate and shows off your figure.

Red, usually the color that heightens desire.

But this red robe is colorless on Ling Zhouyue's body, showing too much aura. While retaining her sassy sword aura, it also brings out a slightly dark and high-cold aura.

It also has a weird feeling of being above all living beings, which is completely different from the usual lazy feeling.

This majestic red dress will not look lustful at all, but it arouses li xuan's desire to conquer.

Chu Yan was also dumbfounded, her small face slightly swelled, her eyes were engrossed, and she raised her head with the feeling that she was looking up at another high-level creature.

"Wow, Master is so beautiful."

Xiao Ran's expression was also slightly startled, and he agreed.

"It's very beautiful."

Ling Zhouyue was rarely as bold and unrestrained as usual, and her expression was slightly dignified.

"You all have sweet mouths, but I don't know why you always feel that you are praising my sister."

Xiao Ran asked puzzledly:

"Are you two twins?"

Ling Zhouyue thought for a while before nodding.

"That's right."

"Are twins still counted?"

"She is ten years younger than me, and her body is not as good as mine... She is also more beautiful, but it is a pity that she has gone to another world."

Is there anyone in this world who is more beautiful and has a better figure than Master?

nonexistent!

Without sadness, Xiao Ran said with a smile:

"Going to another world may not necessarily lead to death, maybe we will see each other again in the future."

Ling Zhouyue's sword eyes moved.

"You cursed me?"

Xiao Ran shook his head and said without any concealment:

"Master may not believe it, but I have experienced it myself."

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, and stared straight at Xiao Ran with her sword eyes reflecting the quiet fire.

"You mean... are you from another world?"

Xiao Ran smiled and said:

"Master, don't you think that a handsome man like me will be born in the Dharma-ending Age when the spirit energy is almost exhausted?"

Ling Zhouyue secretly pinched Xiao Ran's waist, acting like an old married couple.

"Let's all go to Baicao Peak."

...

Before Xiao Ran and Chu Yan went up the mountain, Ling Zhouyue spent every new year at Baicao Peak with her master, Chun Frog and Qiu Cicada, and then went to Chaos City to stay out all night.

Just after nightfall, the sky above Baicao Peak was still pitch black, no fireworks had started, only red lanterns were scattered in the maple forest.

Uncle Yinyue was still refining medicine, and the two girls, Chun Frog and Qiu Cicada, were too frightened to leave the alchemy room.

It wasn't until Xiao Ran and the others came, setting off fireworks on the edge of the Baicao Peak cliff and lighting up the ghost kites to illuminate the entire mountain, that the two girls walked out of the alchemy room tremblingly.

The two girls were not cowardly, with their waists thrust forward and their stomachs straight, they took steps that their relatives would not recognize.

"Zhijian Peak is really leisurely. Baicao Peak has to refine medicine on New Year's Eve, so you can't relax for a moment."

"Junior Brother Xiao's fireworks are quite interesting, did you also buy them in Shenwu Kingdom? Can we use the pill furnace to exchange fireworks with you at a loss?"

Xiao Ran shook his head, and made a gesture to hand the fireworks to the two girls.

"You don't need to change it. The fireworks are given to you for free. Only by accurately controlling the strength of the pipe and controlling the spiritual power can you achieve precise strikes. It is the same as alchemy."

The excited little expressions of the two girls suddenly became crotch.

"Suddenly I don't want to play anymore..."

"By the way, Junior Brother Xiao said that he would eat roasted birds tonight? He shouldn't lie to the children, right?"

Speaking of roasted birds, Chuyan took Ling Zhouyue's arm in red and whispered:

"Master Zu, his bird should be roasted, so as not to do evil in the future and hurt Master's body."

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, pondering for a long time before catching up with Chuyan's thinking, remembering what Xiao Ran did wrong yesterday, if she hadn't resisted the sword energy urgently...

"That's right, it should be roasted."

Xiao Ran accidentally heard it, and his lower body felt cold.

No, it's a scalding of the lower body.

Still in shock, the uncle walked out of the alchemy room, looking a little tired, but still said softly:

"Yue'er was injured yesterday, and she hasn't fully recovered yet. Eating some Suzaku meat will also help her recover."

Saying so, Master Yinyue handed Xiao Ran a few pills.

"It's the same for you, you need to eat some divine beast meat to stabilize the wall of distraction."

There is no way, including the two girls, all five women want to eat his big bird, and it is not easy to refuse the one who is older than the Chinese New Year, Xiao Ran said:

"Alright, tonight I invite everyone to eat a big bird, everyone has a share, no one will grab it."

The two girls suddenly became excited, and hurriedly said:

"Where are we going to eat?"

"Baicao Peak is a bit small..."

The so-called smallness of the two girls refers to the fact that the hot spring in Baicao Peak is too small.

True Silver Moon said:

"In previous years, there were not many people, and they all celebrated the New Year at Baicao Peak. This year, there are many people, so let's go to Zhijian Peak."

"it is good."

...

Hold the sword peak.

Hot Spring Cliff.

The peach blossoms are young, and the water mist curls up.

The flickering fireworks in the nearby night sky, and the swaying bonfire light and shadow on the shore interweave in the rippling water.

Ling Zhouyue, Yinyue Daoist and Chu Yan leaned against the three sides in the hot spring pool, completely relaxed without wearing an inch of hair.

The spring frog and the autumn cicada are patting in the water like a dog planing, and grab the peach petals that fell into the water with the warm water fish to eat.

From a distance, it is a beautiful and interesting picture of fairies bathing together.

Xiao Ran roasted the bird's wings in the sword bamboo forest ten feet away.

While roasting the bird, I was drawing a picture of a fairy bathing together.

Previously, the one-winged bird saw that Xiao Ran insisted on roasting the bird for the sake of women, and was going to have a fight with Xiao Ran, but when he saw the strange power in Xiao Ran's air, he was so frightened that he obediently tore off his one-wing, avoiding the end of roasting the whole bird.

It suddenly felt that the wingless bird is also very good, just like the missile, maybe the speed will be faster.

The sword and bamboo forest is waiting to be rebuilt.

Before, affected by Ling Zhouyue's sword energy, the sword bamboo grove was still in a state of half bamboo stems and half stubble, and the newly sprouted bamboo shoots only took a tip.

Xiao Ran directly set up a long sword bamboo on two stubbles of bamboo stems, set up a bonfire below, and roasted a bird's wing alone.

More than one hundred catties of bird wings are enough for several people to eat.

After arranging the condiments, let Bingbing watch the fire.

Xiao Ran took out his drawing book and began to draw the picture of fairies in bath that he never tires of.

As soon as the resonance consciousness is opened, through the water mist, it seems that there is a code, but there is no code in my heart.

After a day's rest, Master's complexion was much better, and Feng Yun's body regained its luster and ruddy, but Xiao Ran still liked the appearance of Master in red clothes just now, it was very cold and exciting, and the flickering fireworks reflected difficult The shadow of words.

After Master Yinyue took a dip in the hot spring, his fatigue disappeared, and his body regained the luster of a young man. The dignified temperament on his face complemented his classically proportioned figure, and the swaying firelight complemented each other, showing elegance and femininity.

Chuyan's small body is full of weakness, but her face is full of ambition. Even in the hot springs, she is still painting with a drawing book, repeatedly measuring the size and aura of her master with her fingers, and trying to design a better fit in person. clothing.

Spring Frogs and Autumn Cicadas are purely for the sake of making the painting lively and playful, reducing the color value.

Beside Xiao Ran, Bing Bing, who was fanning the fire leisurely, suddenly asked with emotion:

"Do you sometimes feel that life is too smooth, as if you are living in a dream?"

Xiao Ran looked up at her.

The pupils illuminated by the fire looked more lively, playful and lifelike than the eyes of Master, Martial Uncle or Chuyan, but in Xiao Ran's view, they were lifeless.

"A dream like the Paradise Tree project?"

Bingbing was a little surprised.

"You also know about the Paradise Tree Project?"

"Your Shenwu Kingdom doesn't treat me as an outsider either."

Xiao Ran complained, and then asked back:

"Do you feel that way?"

Bingbing thought for a while, then calmly said:

"I know that I am a puppet, so of course I don't feel like I am dreaming. Speaking of which, I have never experienced any feeling. What I said may be just a special effect of complex spirit patterns. I clearly understand that I am not a real person, but how do you know? Are you a real person?"

Boy, you're still a philosopher!

Xiao Ran thought about it seriously.

Along the way, although every experience was thrilling, but in the end I got away with it, surrounded by beauties all the time, taking a bath without treating myself like an outsider at all, it was indeed like a dream.

Is it meaningful to discuss whether such a beautiful dream is real or unreal?

Theoretically speaking, even in his previous life, Xiao Ran could not prove that he was not living in someone else's mediocre dream, which is the same as the unfalsifiability of religion.

That's why Descartes said:

Cogito ergo sum.

The only thing that proves you are alive is your thoughts.

Enjoying the present and working hard to create a better dream is what a man should do.

"Whether it's true or false, being alive is a joy in itself. I think there is only one meaning of life—don't die."

Bingbing listened carefully, the flickering bonfire did not cause any ripples in her calm eyes.

"Apostle's trip, don't die."

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Chapter 209 The King of Saohua:

Ancient

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