This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

But Xiao Ping'an didn't give up, aptitude is innate, but it's not that it can't be transformed!

While watching the exchange and competition on the field, it is also thinking about how to transform and improve its qualifications.

Is it possible to create a qualification that is extremely suitable for cultivating the spiritual pivot system?

Xiao Ping An feels that this method is very feasible. If he can develop a qualification suitable for spiritual pivot practice, and then... give his father a transformation, his father will be a blockbuster in the future, and he will be very happy when he thinks about it.

The filial Ping An was thinking about it, but its existing knowledge was still not enough to support it in researching how to transform its innate aptitude.

Outside Jupiter, Yang Shou witnessed all this, and Ping An was taught by Xue Qing. He was never arrogant, and he didn't mean to show his prominence. Maybe he felt that the time had not come. At the age of five, he played his role very obediently.

"Who would have thought that a five-year-old child would actually start to study the problem of reforming his qualifications."

Yang Shou shook his head, the reincarnation of this Su Ge, the way of learning that he cultivated in his previous life is too terrifying, as long as he has knowledge, he can grow rapidly.

especially……

Yang Shou looked to the other side. It was also in Tianji City. Xue Qing had already communicated with the city lord in Tianxuan City. He obtained a batch of books by exchange, and was preparing to transport them back to Tianji City.

The achievements of books in the world today are mainly concentrated in seven cities and holy castles, covering the achievements of civilization in the past ten thousand years.

But during the month he stayed in Tianxuan City, something happened, which brought a huge change to Xiao Ping's worldview that had not yet been completely finalized.

It was a girl, to be precise, an eight-year-old Spirit Butterfly.

The two met under a big green tree, which is always green.

But unlike the short and ugly toothed sparrows, the Spirit Butterfly family is petite and lovely, slender and beautiful, and has always been sought after by the world.

In front of this little girl, Xiao Ping'an didn't show any expression of shame and self-abasement. He looked at the other party with deep and dark eyes, all because of the other party's words: "You are so ugly."

This sentence didn't hurt Ping An's self-esteem. Knowledge makes his heart strong. Compared with knowledge, the appearance of ugliness is nothing.

But the little girl in front of her is really too good-looking. Beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye. Xiao Ping An simply looked at each other with the eyes of beauty, and at the same time, she was thinking about the difference between beauty and ugliness.

After hesitating for a while, it took a branch and wrote a few words on the ground.

"What is ugly?"

After a pause, Xiao Ping'an continued to write a few words: "What is beauty?"

Its concept of beauty and ugliness is only obtained from books, and no one has told it how to define boundaries.

It only knows that what is comfortable for itself may be beauty, but from this point of view, it is also very comfortable with its father and itself, so it should be beautiful too.

According to Xueqing's instructions, it shouldn't expose the fact that it can write in front of anyone. Everything has to wait for it to enter the school before it can be revealed gradually, but somehow, the ghosts and gods have sent it, and for this little girl of the Spirit Butterfly clan, it is still These two sentences were asked.

After such a long time, no one should know him, not to mention that the other party may not be literate.

Ping An thought so.

The little girl of the Spirit Butterfly clan's eyes widened. Obviously, it is also literate, but it did not expect that it looks so much smaller than it is safe, a head shorter, and can actually write.

"Are you dumb?"

The little girl didn't answer what she asked. Looking at Ping's writing, she suddenly became interested.

Ping An listened to the word "dumb", tilted his head for a while, and continued to write on the ground, "What is a mute?"

It is told in books that if he cannot speak, he is dumb.

But it feels that it can speak, and if it speaks in its heart, it also speaks.

What's more, its thinking is so jumping and turning every moment, it does not want to admit that it is dumb.

"Mute just can't speak!"

The little girl looked at it with a hint of distress on her face.

When I was young, my emotions were always simple, and what came out naturally was true feelings.

"Oh, then I should be considered half dumb."

Peacefully paused, and continued to write, without any inferiority complex in his expression.

It feels that although it can't speak, its mind can speak, its heart can speak, and it can express its own thoughts. At best, it can only be regarded as a half-dumb.

Unexpectedly, the word it was written, the little girl turned back and forth with laughter, and pointed at it, as if she was amused by it.

"My name is Linglong, how about you?"

The little girl stretched out a hand and suddenly became interested in this ugly child who was a little shorter than her and looked so ugly.

Ping An boy frowned maturely, and after hesitating, wrote two words on the ground: "Ping An."

"Wow, your name is as good as mine!"

Linglong took Ping's hand regardless of whether Ping An was willing or not.

Ping'an blushed, struggled to break free, and quickly took a step back, staying far away from Linglong, as if Linglong was some kind of beast.

"you dislike me?"

Linglong akimbo akimbo, staring fiercely at Ping An.

Ping An hurriedly wrote on the ground, "The book says that you can't just hold hands with the opposite sex."

In recent years, he has read more and more books, and it has become more and more complicated, and he has only a limited understanding of many worldly customs.

"Pfft!"

Linglong chuckled, her eyes curled up like a moon bud.

"It turned out to be a nerd."

It doesn't feel that Ping An is dull, but rather that Ping An is silly and cute.

She was originally the daughter of the city lord. In the school, most people respected her and dared not show her true feelings. Instead, when she was with Ping An, Linglong felt that she had a friend for the first time.

"What is beauty? What is ugliness?"

It was found that the other party did not speak, and Ping An was still entangled in the question just now.

He wanted to go back to the firewood room to wait for his father, but he met such a **** the road. The first thing he saw when he saw him was that he was ugly.

Ping An is not very concerned about beauty and ugliness. What it cares about is the definition of beauty and ugliness.

"Beautiful is good-looking, ugly is not good-looking! For example, you."

At the age of eight, he always speaks so directly. Fortunately, Ping An's heart is made of iron. He is obsessed with learning. The more knowledge he has, the more confident he will become, and he will not feel insulted or inferior because of such a sentence.

"No, it's not like that. Beauty and ugliness are not so simple. In my eyes, I'm also beautiful."

Ping An pondered for a while, then seriously wrote down his thoughts on the ground.

Holding the branch, the two teenagers wrote and wrote on the ground, wiped and wiped, and the debate came to dark with no result.

Ping An always believed that she was beautiful too, but Linglong was rude and said she was ugly.

The two kept debating on the issue of beauty and ugliness, and they were about to quarrel. Fortunately, Ping'an couldn't speak. After it was written, Linglong's anger disappeared a lot.

"I look at me in the mirror, and I'm also very beautiful. I think we are all beautiful. Although you look good, I don't think you are beautiful."

Ping An truthfully wrote his thoughts, and the potential of a straight man of steel was exposed since he was a child.

This sentence almost made Linglong explode with anger.

Since she was a child, she was regarded as the jewel in the palm of your hand, the sweet girl of the sky, when has she ever been so insulted.

Then Linglong complained about Ping An from top to bottom, from body shape to facial features, from appearance to temperament.

Ping An didn't even have time to write, and for the first time experienced the consequences of offending a woman.

This debate is doomed to be fruitless.

But the seeds were planted in Ping An's heart. Regarding beauty and ugliness, it has been trying to find a proper definition.

A month passed by suddenly. When my father was working, Ping An was wandering around the school, but every time he would meet Linglong.

It doesn't know, this is because Linglong makes people stare at it, and then waits for the rabbit.

The two talked about the world, but the result of each discussion was always unhappy.

Ping An didn't mean to make concessions at all.

And every time Linglong couldn't say anything, she was very angry, and she didn't follow the rules at all. She went back to the last question, and scolded peace from top to bottom.

Call it ugly.

Ping An told it that it should practice this way here and that way there, because its cultivation base is only the third spiritual pivot.

But at the age of eight, the cultivation of the third spiritual pivot is enough to be proud of, and when looking at the school, there are not many as exquisite.

But in front of Ping'an, Linglong felt that it didn't deserve to be called a genius at all.

It is the only one in the world, besides Xueqing, who knows the secret of Ping An, and has promised Ping An that he will keep it a secret.

But when it came time to part, the two were still very reluctant.

Linglong told Ping An that its father was a sweeper at Tianxuan Academy, so as to draw closer to Ping An.

Fortunately, Tianxuan City Lord didn't know about this, otherwise he would be crying in the toilet...

The two have similar identities, and they started to chat more and more. When it was time to say goodbye, Ping An and Linglong made an appointment to see each other for the last time.

Under the old green tree where the two met.

Ping An waited until it was dark, and did not wait for the other party to come.

The stubborn Ping An is unwilling to leave~www.novelmt.com~ This is the first time it has violated his father's words and has not returned home in time.

It was not until Yushan was anxious and searched everywhere that he found it under the old green tree.

At that time, it was late at night.

Yu Shan raised his hand to hit Ping An, but when he saw Ping Ping's deep and clear eyes, he couldn't put his hand down, he held it in his arms and let out a sigh.

"Peace, what are you doing sitting here? Don't you know that your father is very worried about you?"

Ping An buried his head, for some reason, his only friend was about to leave, but he hadn't seen the end yet, so he felt very sad.

But when he saw his father's worried eyes, Ping An's heart trembled, he lowered his head, and said obediently, "Father, I won't do this again."

This is the first time that it didn't listen to the father's words for the sake of friends, making the father so worried.

Also the last time.

Before leaving, it left a small note.

This is the Xueba's notebook that it has compiled by itself. It records how to cultivate from the third spiritual pivot to the fourth spiritual pivot, and even deduces a certain distance in the practice of the fourth spiritual pivot.

In situ, it left a few words with branches.

"Linglong, I wish you a safe life for the rest of your life."

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