Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Looking for laughter may seem normal, but in fact it feels strange.

Especially the big shots are looking for it.

They are not sure what kind of strong man the great man at the end of all things is.

But in the past, they didn't care about Xiao Sansheng at all.

Now that I suddenly want to look for him without any special purpose, they don't believe it.

Mr. Tao didn't know what he thought of.

"I don't know what will happen if I find it."

He whispered softly, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Now it was too late for him to tell.

The well is closed.

Can no longer be contacted.

Even if you have a party, the other party may not show up.

"Where are the people in Biyun Pavilion?"

Mr. Tao changed the subject.

"The person above has never shown up, but it is said that he will come in the next two days. He is a regular customer." Tang Ya said.

"A regular customer?" Mr. Tao asked out of curiosity: "Did you tell me why he hasn't been here for so long?"

"I said I don't have enough spirit stones, so I'm saving them," Tang Ya said.

Hearing this, Mr. Tao smiled.

He looked at the book of sages and already had many calculations in his mind.

Then the wait began.

However, it didn't take long for Tang Ya to remind him: "Mr. Tao is here."

I saw a man wearing a fire-like Taoist robe coming through the air and landing directly on the deck of Biyun Pavilion.

No one looked at him, and he didn't care about anything else.

Go straight to the ninth floor.

The moment he saw him, Mr. Tao also stood up: "I'll come as soon as I can."

After the words fell, he took a step forward.

Also fell on the deck.

Then go to the ninth floor.

They are both qualified to go to the ninth floor. The former is a frequent visitor and the latter has enough spiritual stones.

He didn't use his identity as Tianxialou to go up.

This time, when you make friends with someone, you don’t need to tie the world down.

Ninth floor.

The man in the fiery red robe has changed his clothes and is dressed in white like a scholar.

"Fairy, which girl is free this time?" he asked with a smile.

Holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Friend Edao is joking, every fairy is free when you come." Fairy Hu said with a smile.

Hearing this, the other party was not happy, but sighed:

"Which fairy is more elegant?"

Elegance is good and easy to discount.

"I don't seem to be in a very good mood lately." Fairy Hu felt quite puzzled.

"Haha, that's right. Then I won't disturb those four people." Friend Equator felt quite regretful.

At this time, he came to the line of writing: "Has Fairy Hu ever seen this person before?"

The latter shook his head.

She quite regretted it.

Because she found that this person was not simple at all. When they reported the situation here to Tianxialou, they found that the people there did not care about the handwriting, but the name.

Shan Qinghe.

It was at that time that she learned that Mr. Tianxialou was named Shan Qinghe.

When Mr. Da learned that the surname of the person who left the handwriting was Gu, he just told him not to worry about it.

This shows how extraordinary the person who left the handwriting is.

But she was actually disdainful at that time.

If that person hadn't been careless, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

"Friend Equator knows this person?" Fairy Hu was quite curious.

Friend Edao looked at the handwriting and said, "The handwriting doesn't look like it."

Fairy Hu was a little confused.

At this time Mr. Tao came up.

He saw the equatorial friend.

He looks like he is in his mid-twenties, and there is a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which is extremely extraordinary.

The aura surrounding the whole body makes one feel as if he has ascended to immortality.

But he got the news from Jing. If the news was accurate, this person had hidden his cultivation.

Holding a folding fan, he has the cynicism of a handsome young man.

Friend Chi Dao noticed the gaze and turned his head to look over.

The two looked at each other.

Mr. Tao smiled and said:

"When I visit my Taoist friend, it's like meeting an old friend, and I have a heartfelt invitation."

"An unkind invitation?" Equator Friend asked with some interest: "What kind of unkind invitation is it?"

Hearing this, Mr. Tao was not in a hurry to answer but said: "Fellow Taoist, which one of the four fairies on the ninth floor do you think is the most able to gain the Dharma eyes of fellow Taoist?"

"Of course all four can enter." Friend Chidao replied with a smile.

"I heard that Biyun Pavilion has a rule, that is, when the spiritual stone reaches a certain amount, you can ask four fairies to dance for that person." Mr. Tao asked softly: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Equator Friend said with a little pity:

"It seems that no one has ever received this kind of honor."

"This is my merciless request." Mr. Tao took out the storage magic weapon and said:

"I have prepared the spirit stone, hoping to experience this honor.

"I am not a person of this Taoism, so I hope fellow Taoists can complete it for me.

"I wonder if fellow Taoist can give me a favor?"

Hearing this, Fairy Hu was shocked.

Fellow Equators were even more surprised: "Invite me?"

Mr. Tao nodded: "Fellow Taoist please."

Hearing this, fellow Daoist Chi frowned and said, "This unkind invitation is still surprising."

Mr. Tao threw out the magic weapon in his hand.

Equatorial friends caught it steadily.

He looked at the spirit stones inside and took a breath.

"You can call me Chi Tian." There was endless light in Chi Tian's eyes:

"Tonight I will ask four fairies to sing a song. Tomorrow we will be friends. We will see you tomorrow."

Hearing this, Mr. Tao breathed a sigh of relief.

——

Not long after Jiang Hao left, he felt a fire burning in his chest. It was Hong Yuye who was coming.

This time he felt no pain.

Let the Tongxin Palm burn away.

At the same time, a red and white figure appeared.

Jiang Hao felt relieved when he saw her.

Although there may be no fallen immortals in the future, there are still other dangers.

It is not a bad thing to have a strong person walking with you.

It's not that Hong Yuye wants to take action, but that he can hide his secrets and appearance.

It was always him who took action.

That was the case in the past, and it is still the case now.

"How do you want to go this time?" Hong Yuye asked.

Jiang Hao thought for a moment and said, "Let's take a walk first."

"In what capacity?" Hong Yuye asked.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao thought for a long time and said, "It's all fine. I'm just walking around, taking a look, and on my way."

He didn't know what he would encounter this time, or how much trouble he would find.

It can be any identity, it can be any identity, or it can not be any identity.

He just wanted to see it, not do any amazing feats.

"Where should we go as the first stop?" Hong Yuye came to Jiang Hao.

At this time, she placed a hand on Jiang Hao's chest.

The power spreads out, and the Tongxin Palm is engraved again.

Jiang Hao didn't resist. This was not the first time. It was nothing.

After everything was over, he said: "Let's go to Luocheng."

Luocheng, the place where he grew up.

When he stepped into Luocheng Shi again, he was filled with emotions.

Almost fifty years.

There are no traces of the past here anymore.

There was still some left last time I was here.

Unfortunately, as the past few years have passed, everything has changed.

"It seems different." Hong Yuye wore a red and white fairy dress, her figure was elegant, and there was no trace of happiness or anger in her brows.

"Yeah, it's completely different." Jiang Hao walked on the road and said softly: "In the past fifty years, this city has experienced a lot. It was a lonely scene last time, but now it is much more prosperous."

At this time, people were coming and going on the street, and there was an endless stream of hawkers.

This is not the previous Fallen City.

Jiang Hao walked all the way to a place he was once familiar with.

However, there is no longer the previous scene.

The courtyard in the alley has long been turned into a huge residence.

"This used to be the home of the younger generation." Jiang Hao spoke out of nowhere.

"Your yard is quite big." Hong Yuye said calmly.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "Senior, I was joking. There used to be many courtyards here, but they were demolished and turned into what they are now."

"Are you missing it?" Hong Yuye asked.

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded.

He is not a heartless person. Even if his life was not so good when he was a child, this is still the place where he was born and raised.

Even if no one lives there, he still wants this place to be.

Now there is nothing.

Of course, if the wooden house in Duanqing Cliff was demolished, he would probably have the same emotion.

There is nothing we can do about it.

"Do you have parents, brothers and sisters?" Hong Yuye stood beside Jiang Hao and looked at the yard.

Jiang Hao thought for a moment and said, "I once had parents, but I had no brothers or sisters when I left."

When he was born, he felt that his mother was having difficulty in labor. Three months later, his stepmother came.

For five years, they seemed childless.

Only myself.

It is unknown whether he will be there later.

There should be.

They always need someone to take care of them in their old age.

After thinking this, Jiang Hao sighed, turned around and left.

He probably won't come here again.

Came too many times.

I had a thought before, but now there are no people here from the past, nor any familiar residences.

After Jiang Hao left, he began to walk around the city.

He was just passing by without stopping.

Occasionally, things happen to ordinary people.

Some were bullied or even severely injured.

But no one can stand up for them.

Jiang Hao would occasionally land a bolt of thunder.

Occasionally just shake your head and leave.

Other than these, it’s more ordinary little things.

There are brothers and sisters fighting over the family's land and house. The mother-in-law is right, and the father-in-law is right.

Jiang Hao stopped and listened for a long time.

It wasn't until Hong Yuye asked him who was more reasonable that Jiang Haofang turned around and left: "It's hard for an upright official to deal with household matters."

After a pause, he added: "I know whoever is familiar with them, and I will think whoever is reasonable."

Hong Yuye did not speak again.

For a year, Jiang Hao visited all the surrounding cities, but still couldn't find what he was looking for.

He held the folding fan, shook his head slightly and continued searching.

When he came out, he had an extraordinary temperament.

After a year, his aura became somewhat restrained.

Now when he walks on the road, he no longer has that distinctive temperament.

Just like an ordinary scholar walking on the road, he blends in little by little, without any sense of accomplishment or uniqueness.

Another year passed, and Jiang Hao felt a weight on his body.

In two years, he traveled to half of Netherworld Mansion.

However, I still didn't find what I was looking for.

The third year.

Fifty-six years old.

Early February.

Jiang Hao stood on the village field road, looked back at the road behind him, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Senior, have we been out for a long time?"

"Do you want to continue walking forward?" Hong Yuye asked.

Jiang Hao was silent for a moment and moved forward again.

fourth year.

Fifty-seven years old.

Early March.

After Jiang Hao left a city, he looked back again: "Senior, another year has passed."

"Do you want to continue?" Hong Yuye asked again.

Jiang Hao continued to move forward. This time he was no longer silent, but said:

"It is said that the winter in front of us is full of white, which I have never seen before."

"I've seen it." Hong Yuye said.

"What's it like?" Jiang Hao couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know just by looking at it," Hong Yuye said.

Another year.

Fifty-eight years old.

Early January.

Jiang Hao looked at the thin snow and said, "The snow seems to be stopping, and the white snow in the sky has not appeared."

"Do you still want to see the snow scene?" Hong Yuye asked.

"No, there are some things that you don't need to insist on pursuing. The road is still long and there is no way to be distracted." Jiang Hao replied softly.

"Are you sorry?" Hong Yuye asked.

"It's a pity, but who can have a perfect life?" Jiang Hao looked at Hong Yuye and smiled:

"Whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, they are almost full of regrets."

Jiang Hao walked in the wind and snow. On the way, he held an umbrella to cover the red rain leaves from the snow:

“It’s better to have less snow. This winter won’t be so cold, and a lot of people will die less.

"Sometimes what others see as beautiful scenery is another group of people's deadly sickle."

Starting from this year, Jiang Hao no longer traveled around intentionally.

Instead, there is a road heading overseas.

Many people have seen them, but everyone who sees them will never look back.

ordinary.

In the eyes of everyone, these two people were just like ordinary members of the crowd, and there was no need to take a second look.

Sixth year.

Fifty-nine years old.

Early April.

Jiang Hao no longer only interacted with ordinary people, but began to meet some practitioners.

The south began to be chaotic, and strange things appeared everywhere.

Many people had to leave their homes.

Some monsters crawled out of the soil, forcing surrounding villages to leave early.

Jiang Hao watched them flee their hometown in large and small bags, and came to the monster in silence for a long time.

The latter just looked at the person in front of him and then got up.

But the moonlight shines.

The monster is in pieces.

On this day, the moonlight illuminated the entire mountaintop like a spectacle.

A figure appeared in the light, and all the beasts were afraid.

In the early morning, those who escaped halfway found that the mountain had returned to its previous calm.

A large number of people cheered and cried with joy.

Jiang Hao had already left the mountain. He looked back at the people behind him and felt quite emotional.

"Sometimes what they want is not glory and wealth, but just a place to live."

"Stop remaining silent and become a mortal?"

"Senior is joking, for the so-called "entering the dust", if you don't use your energy, how can you count it as "entering the dust"?

"What do you think is dust?"

"A monk is also a member of the mortal world. Being involved in it means entering the mortal world, not being a mortal means entering the mortal world."

——

On an island overseas.

A large number of people gathered, surrounded by monster corpses, sea monster corpses, and a large number of human corpses.

In the center of the island, a black bead has a looming figure.

"Send me to the south. Just go south. I can meet him."

At one time, countless people began to execute it.

The group in the center quickly left with the beads.

On the other side, Mr. Tao got the news.

The things they had been paying attention to for so long finally moved, and they headed to the south.

"All things will finally come out again?" Chi Tian said with a smile:

"He is really active, but his life is really tough. He is dead and alive again."

Mr. Tao was a little surprised. He knew who Wan Wan Ji was, but such a person actually released his influence again and went to the south.

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