People Are In The World Of Cultivating Immortals, And Their Apprentices Are Cute

Before dawn, Dongfang Xiaoxiao climbed the mountain with a bamboo basket on her back to collect herbs. She did this every day. This was a task assigned by her grandfather.

Her grandfather's name is Dongfang Yue. He is a good player of the erhu and a doctor with superb medical skills!

However, despite his excellent medical skills, he could not cure his own eyes; Dongfang Xiaoxiao asked his grandfather about his eyes, and his grandfather just said softly that he made a mistake when he was young, and then he dug out his own eyes to apologize.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao also asked why.

Dongfang Quercus urged her to concentrate on studying medicine and advised her not to think too much.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao is very obedient, and she has been alone for many years, so she does not have the naughty character of ordinary children.

In a small village in the fields.

An elderly blind man played the erhu, and people were crowding in front of him to listen to the music.

"Twenty years, people have been cleared.

The young son is left alone in the thatched house to sing.

I lament how stubborn people are in the world,

Until I wake up and realize that I am.

Sighing on the right path, lamenting on the evil path, water and fire cannot tolerate each other and will end up miserable. "

Some listeners with rich imaginations can picture scenes in their minds.

The righteous and the evil factions are fighting, and two good and evil men and women fall in love, but due to the rules of the world, it never comes to fruition. Fortunately, they have a child left in the world...

A few sentences paint a tragic story.

The old blind man slowly stopped practicing, put away his erhu, cupped his fists at the audience, and said:

"Thank you for the favor, and please give me some more money."

Danglanglang.

There was a sound of coins falling from the porcelain bowl nearby.

The old blind man stood up and thanked him, then he went forward to touch the porcelain bowl based on his memory, and stuffed the coins in the bowl into his pocket bit by bit.

He didn't count them one by one. There was no need. He still trusted the people in the village. After all, he had lived in the same place for more than ten years. He must have face, otherwise he would have to be poked in the back.

The old blind man held his erhu and a porcelain bowl in one hand, walking along a path.

Slowly move away from the noisy village.

Passing by the wheat field, he stopped slowly and said inexplicably:

"Liu Qian, if you don't go and look at Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

The old woman in shabby clothes stood behind the old blind man at some point and said in a deep voice:

"She will be fine. I came to you to tell you that your granddaughter is not your daughter... You have to give her the right to choose. Don't force her to collect medicine. Such a young child should not be born." It’s the age to play, why are you doing this.”

This charity-oriented old blind man actually had an unspeakable evil spirit at this moment. He sneered:

"I want you to take care of my granddaughter?"

The old woman replied unceremoniously:

"She is also my granddaughter!"

The old blind man was silent.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

"I beg you, if I don't quarrel with you, I can't quarrel anymore." The old blind man suddenly lowered his back and bent over.

The old blind man walked far away, and the sunlight stretched his back to an extremely long and straight figure. However, the old blind man in his field of vision looked as decadent as an old dog, struggling to walk step by step.

His sigh could be heard in the distance.

"I'll talk to my granddaughter tonight."

What does it take for a person to lose and become lonely and silent?

Losing someone or something more important than life.

Liu Qian did not call out this devil who had once made the righteous people in the world fearful, and she had no intention of calling out.

It’s useless, what’s gone is gone.

It just adds to the worries.

So what if I call you?

If we have another quarrel, will we fight to the death?

Useless.

It's all in vain.

Liu Qian sighed secretly, stepped lightly on the ground, shrunk to the ground and left.

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In the mountains and fields full of flowers and plants, wearing a gray skirt that is not easy to get dirty, she walks step by step, always looking around, looking for the medicinal materials in her memory.

"Big White Goose," Dongfang Xiaoxiao tilted his head and said to Bai Muchun nestled in the bamboo basket, "Can I also call you Big Duck?"

Bai Muchun became interested and asked:

"Why?"

The girl wrinkled her little face, her eyes drifted up, as if she was thinking about an ancient and modern problem. After a while, she seemed to have the awe-inspiring righteousness of a gentleman, and she answered sonorously and forcefully:

"Because big white geese can fly, and I have never seen you fly, so I think you are not a big white goose, but a big duck."

Bai Muchun shook his goose head and laughed dumbly.

He also wants to fly, but he is not very proficient in this body and cannot soar through the sky and the earth.

She was right, he did look like a flightless duck or a landroa!

"It's up to you." Bai Muchun said nonchalantly, "By the way, don't you feel bored collecting herbs all day long?"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao straightened up her body and made the bamboo basket closer to her back to prevent it from slipping. She shook her head, as if she wasn't thinking, and said softly:

"Of course, collecting medicine used to be boring and dangerous."

Bai Muchun stretched his neck, came to the side of the girl's face, and said doubtfully:

"before?"

"Well! Because now I have you, someone to accompany me to collect medicines and chat with me!"

The girl was very happy, with a cheerful tone in her voice, like a naughty child running on the plain of flowers and butterflies, chasing butterflies, with an innocent smile on her face that would move adults.

The summer sun is so warm, and the hot green trees are bright. A little bit of sunlight drips from the gaps between the shades of the trees, and the light golden light is round and covered in the girl's hair. The bright light blue hair also illuminates the girl's active mind. Sections of the setting sun are scattered everywhere, like wheat that has been blown low by the wind. They are golden and make you feel calm at first glance.

There was still trembling in the ears, and the girl hummed a ditty cheerfully, the tune was melodious and loud, and the laughter and laughter of the two people drifted away with the hot wind...

...........

High in the field, a man and a goose were lying on the mud grass, looking up at the sky.

But in fact, the light was so dazzling that the girl had already fallen asleep.

Bai Muchun couldn't sleep, couldn't sleep at all. He was thinking about how to transform himself all the time. When it came to Taoism, he was slightly inferior to his senior brother Ye Ming. After all, practicing Taoism was just incidental, and he had not studied it carefully, nor was he interested in it. Yan; at this time, he was trying his best to think about where his senior brother was. The moment he turned into a goose, he swore, Damn, senior dog brother, when I change back, I will have a debate with you.

Now, he has only begun to control his body well. This goose body can not carry much power. At most, it will reach its limit in the late stage of foundation building. If he reaches the golden elixir, he can declare that he is done with it.

Eat roasted whole goose.

He was still thinking about how to transform. After all, he couldn't find a few low-level techniques in his brain. He had to create his own. It was really difficult to use power and the world would collapse easily.

Bai Muchun opened his eyes and saw the sleeping girl; she was sleeping very quietly, her eyelashes were trembling with her steady breathing, the grass was swaying, brushing her face from time to time, and the girl was unconsciously murmuring in her sleep.

Bai Muchun listened closely, but only heard a few clear words.

"Friends...I have...likes."

Bai Muchun was stunned and thought, are you so happy?

If the girl heard this, she would definitely hold her head high and say:

"Yes, I have."

He didn't ask about the girl's troubles, he just waited slowly.

"Would you like to accept another disciple?"

An idea suddenly popped into Bai Muchun's mind.

"Should we accept it? Or not?" Bai Muchun was worried. After thinking about it, he contacted Bai Muchun who was outside the blessed land. "Hey, how about another disciple?"

"It's up to you. Anyway, you and I are one. Whatever decision you make, I will make the same decision."

"Then it's settled."

"The second disciple spot will be given to this kid."

Bai Muchun, who was outside the blessed land, suddenly reminded:

"The eldest disciple is already crooked. This second disciple must be taught well. Don't lead her crooked during this period."

Bai Muchun in the blessed land turned to look at the unsuspecting girl with a firm expression:

"Absolutely not, she doesn't look like the traitor."

"By the way, this second disciple's name is Dongfang Xiaoxiao. You have to remember it so you don't get the wrong person."

Bai Muchun outside the blessed place sneered:

"You think I'm you?"

"..."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Bai Muchun inside the blessed land finally reminded him that time flows at different speeds. According to his observation, one year in the blessed land may be equal to one month outside the blessed land, which is 12:1, and then the contact was cut off.

This is his unique ability. In the unity of heaven and man, heaven and man can contact each other anytime and anywhere. This can be regarded as a special power besides his cultivation.

(The third apprentice will appear in about 70 chapters. In addition, the author's right hand has fully recovered recently, and then he switched to day shift. To put it simply, he has about an hour to write the manuscript in a day, so starting from tomorrow, the chapter may be about 2500~3500 words, of course. If you are fast enough, maybe four thousand words.)