Many days later, Xiang Que returned to the Cave Heaven Paradise from the outer sea. However, he did not return to the Yunshan Sect. He was waiting everywhere. He had to face complicated affairs when he returned to the sect, so Xiang Que did not even think of returning.
Go to the mountains, this is the temperament a person who lives a lazy and careless life should have.
Then, Xiang Que, who was rarely relaxed, suddenly had the idea that I wanted to take a good look at the great rivers and mountains.
After all, maybe in a few years, decades, or a hundred years or so, Xiang Que should leave the Cave Heaven Paradise.
Although he does not have a particularly strong sense of belonging here, he has lived for nearly four hundred years anyway, so he must have feelings. Before this, Xiang Que had never fully appreciated this cave heaven and blessed land.
Most of the time, they are fighting around and causing trouble.
Therefore, Xiang Que suddenly gave up his identity as the head of the Yunshan Sect and transformed into an ordinary person.
What he was thinking was that since he was leaving, an outstanding person like me should take a good look back at his life. Why not start with ordinary people and take a look at the world I live in?
A piece of heaven and earth.
From that day on, Xiang Que seemed to be a different person. He was no longer a cultivator, let alone the famous Yunshan Sect Master of Dongtian Paradise. He even claimed to the public that his name was Xiang Ping and not Xiang Que.
When a person suddenly lets go of everything you had before, the world in front of you seems to be completely new and completely different from before.
At this time, Xiang Que's gown was still neat and tidy, but he had a lot of stubble on his face, and even if his hair was tied up, it would still hang down in front of his face, blocking most of his peerless appearance, which made people look uncomfortable.
I finally recognized who he was.
After returning from the outer sea, Xiang Que walked along the way and passed through many cities and met many practitioners. However, his positioning of himself was always that I am just an ordinary person.
Xiang Que has also seen looting in the wilderness, but at most he just looked at it for a few times and then left in silence. Ordinary people can't meddle in other people's business.
Whose child is dead or not? What does it matter to me?
Xiang Que has also been to many restaurants, and then he sat down and ordered a few side dishes and two jars of wine to drink by himself. He liked this kind of drinking alone, and then drank in a daze, and his mood would be inexplicable.
of pleasure.
It's a pity that there is no cigarette seller here, otherwise it would be really nice to drink wine and hold a cigarette in your mouth.
Xiang Que later went to a city, a small city, which was not very famous in the Cave Heaven Paradise. However, it was the place where Xiang Que had visited when he kidnapped Yan Ruyu after coming out of the Molu Mountain. It was also the place where he had visited for the first time.
I met the Queen Mother who is now imprisoned in the Taoist realm.
Coincidentally, after Xiang Que came to this city, he met the annual painting boat poetry meeting on the bank of Chaotian River. He suddenly remembered that he had plagiarized Tang Bohu's "Peach Blossom Temple" here.
When I threw the poems to the talented people, the whole house was immediately shocked.
Standing among the crowd at an arch bridge on the Chaotian River, Xiang Que looked with a little joy at the boats below, which were full of talented women and brothel girls from all over the country.
Then on the bridge and on both sides, there were some students and talented people.
The Paradise of Cave Heaven is not just for practitioners. In fact, if you count it in proportion, ordinary people will have more. After all, not everyone's qualifications are suitable for practice.
Xiang Que is like the most ordinary person among all living beings, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, he is happily driving the group of students and talented people, racking their brains to think of all kinds of wonderful poems, just to win the painting boat.
The beauty inside smiled.
At this time, a cruise ship in the Chaotian River that was slightly larger than other boats suddenly rowed over slowly. There were many women standing on the boat carrying lanterns and wearing long skirts. The crowd around them suddenly fell silent.
, and then I remembered the whispering voice.
Xiang Que turned to a young man next to him and asked, "Old Tie, who is this person? He seems to have a good reputation. Who is he?"
The other party was suddenly confused and said, "What do you mean, Lao Tie?"
"Well, it means friend. It's a dialect in our village."
"Oh, you don't even know about Hua Yingrong? She is the number one in the Spring Chang Palace. It is said that she is the rarest talented and beautiful woman in Dongtian Paradise in recent years. Some people have seen her and said that she is so beautiful that it can only be described as "beautiful."
, but it’s a pity that few people can see her lineup, even if they spend a lot of money.”
Xiang Que asked in surprise: "Since it's the number one, it's the brothel girl. Isn't it okay to spend money?"
The other party shook his head and said: "Of course not. Hua Yingrong doesn't do this at all. She always only pays attention to people's talents and reputations. Unless you can get her approval in terms of music and poetry, no matter how much money you spend, you can't do it."
See you first."
Xiang Que suddenly became interested and said, "Is it really beautiful?"
"Haha, who knows? I just heard about it. I heard that most men who are lucky enough to meet her can't walk..."
At this time, the painted boat in the river slowly stopped in the middle of the river. Several women with lanterns turned around in unison. The curtains of the cabin in the boat were suddenly lifted, and a burst of exclamations arose from the crowd.
There is no whistling, these are all cultural people.
The arm that opened the curtain was fair and fair, with slender fingers. Even Xiang Que had to admit that, not to mention other things, this arm alone could give a person a score of ninety points. Further down, the owner of the arm opened it
She slowly walked out from behind the curtain, her head lowered, maybe because she was a little tall, and then a strand of long, dark and elegant hair began to sway with the breeze on the river.
Wearing a long white dress without any flaws, she outlines what may be the most beautiful and graceful figure in the world.
But it's a pity that the peerless face she imagined was not revealed in front of people. Hua Yingrong wore a white gauze on her face, which blocked most of her face. Suddenly, there were sighs of regret from the crowd around her.
Voice.
Although her face was not visible, Hua Yingrong's figure immediately outshone the other women on the surrounding boats.
Xiang Que remembered a common saying on the Internet in his previous life: "With this figure, even if she was born with her face on the ground, I can still do it..."
Hua Yingrong walked out of the boat and bowed slowly to everyone around her. After she straightened up, a string of sweet sounds echoed across the Chaotian River.
"Ying Rong is so polite. It coincides with the annual Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, and I am fortunate to meet talented people from all over the world..."