"What do you mean you are the only formation cultivator left in the Dongye family?" Jiang Su frowned slightly, feeling strange in his heart.
Dongye Xian slowly lowered his head, his mood was low, and his voice was light and airy: "I am the only one left in the Dongye family in the Northern Territory who can inherit the formation inheritance. For hundreds of years, no one in the Dongye family has opened the spiritual orifice except me.
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"You can't be considered a monk. Your lifespan is very short. You have long gone to the secular world, generation after generation. Your surname is not Dongye, and you don't understand the formation."
"I have been guarding the old building alone in the snow-capped mountains, year after year."
Dong Yexian looked up at her with complicated eyes, "I was stuck in the Nascent Soul Great Consummation back then. In order to become the God of Transformation and ascend as soon as possible, I attracted the demonic energy. After cultivating to the level of God Transformation, I only need to wait for an opportunity to break through.
To the Mahayana, ascending to the upper realm. I thought...there must be people from my Higashino family in the upper realm."
"One hundred years to transform into a god, and another seven hundred years to stay in the Black Tower of the Demon-Suppressing Temple. I have been cultivating for a long time, but the opportunity... is not there, nothing."
There was a hint of loneliness in his chubby figure.
It is a young genius who is complacent, anxious, lonely and unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility, and finally chooses a place to imprison himself.
Jiang Suqian remained silent.
The most unpredictable thing for a monk is chance. If he is destined to be like this, no one can control it.
"How about you come out of the tower with me?" she asked calmly.
The little man's emotions instantly surged, and he hugged the girl's arm and said, "Really?! Diedie, you want to take me away!!"
Jiang Su twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and pulled his hand back, "I just invited you, it doesn't mean that I will definitely be able to take you out. Time is tight, and I can't protect myself now. Taking you with me is just to make each other more trouble.
Chance."
Liu Buyin told himself that he could go out by climbing the tower, and vaguely reminded himself that a friend was coming to pick him up.
So...Jiang Su believes that he can definitely go out.
"Since Diedie is impatient, let's leave now?! I've already drawn the formation that goes to the fifth floor."
So if I didn’t tell you to take you away, you would still have to spend another ten days and a half working on the formation??!
The little man stepped forward and helped Jiang Su to his feet. He turned around and glanced at the things in the cave. With a wave of his little arm, most of the various spiritual materials went into his sleeves.
He pushed Jiang Su's hand and said coquettishly: "Diedie, I can't hold it anymore. I'll give you the rest of the spiritual materials! What you bring with them are all rare items. You can sell a lot of spiritual stones when you go out!"
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Jiang Su perked up when he heard the spirit stone, and without shirk, he collected most of the remaining ones.
Higashikata liked to give her things. He opened his eyes wide and smiled as he watched the girl in colorful clothes holding all kinds of colorful treasures in one of her sleeves.
"Okay, let's go?"
"Yeah! Let's go! We're coming to the fifth floor!"
The little man grabbed Jiang Su's arm and scattered various stones in his cave. Each stone had its own unique position and pattern, and the lines were carvings that had long existed on the ground.
"The five elements are balanced here, we can leave now."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Su felt a dizzying feeling in her head. She squatted on the ground almost instantly, and the sudden pulling feeling around her felt like she was being peeled off and cramped.
"..."
She swallowed the painful cry in her throat, breathed quickly, and said in a deep voice: "What is it this time..."
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Fang Zhe lay on the rocking chair, the tea in his hand was cooled and warmed by himself, and he took a sip from time to time, but he couldn't finish the drink.
Under the eaves, wind chimes swayed and tinkled.
The cup in your hand is filled with steam.
"Hey, young man, you can't wait until our family Susu grows up before mentioning this kind of thing. Since you like her, you have to mention it from time to time. Love in this world is like raising a child.
Sapling, you have to plant a seed for it first, and then add some water and fertilizer."
"Otherwise, you will be a little late when she finally wakes up one day. A beauty in her prime is afraid that others will get there first."
Yan Yuexi frowned as if something was wrong, held a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and spoke with certainty.
"And the process of how you got to know each other in the past...don't you think it's a lot like the stories in those story books on the roadside?! A glance at Shiweitian Hall for thousands of years, the blending of spiritual consciousness and life-saving grace, the slow flow of water slowly accompanying each other, and saving each other
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The woman took a sip of tea with relish and lay on the rocking chair again, looking up at the sky. "It doesn't matter that I haven't experienced this, but I have read a lot of books and even written several books. Cultivation was also very popular back then.
The world’s perfect after-dinner reading!”
"Alas -" she let out a long sigh, her long eyelashes quivering slightly, "Ask what love is in this world, and you can tell us about life and death."
Fang Zhe remained silent. He raised his hand to take a piece of preserved fruit from the plate, put it to his mouth, took a bite and felt the taste carefully.
Very sweet...
The little doctor also bought this thing at the market before, and the little boy in my memory seemed to like it too.
He felt that his taste was different from hers, and he felt less comfortable eating this food than the elixir prepared by the little doctor.
"Love and love are not important."
He said calmly, with a pair of deep eyes that contained a bit of the light in the lake, and were light and waveless.
"Huh?" Yan Yuexi looked at him puzzled.
The man's eyebrows relaxed and he solemnly said:
"I just hope that the little medical practitioner will be successful."
There are many worries, resentments, and hatreds in the world, and praying to the gods and Buddhas is just for blessings, wealth, and longevity, but only the word "fulfillment" is the most rare.
Everything goes well, everything goes well, everything comes true, how many people can really get what they want?
"Hey -" Yan Yuexi said in a long voice with disdain, "I really don't understand for older people like you, what's the difference between you talking like this and wanting to be her father."
"I was also thinking about finding a son-in-law for my junior brother, but now I'm helping him find a brother to take care of his children."
Fang Zhe put down what he was holding, turned his face sideways, and said righteously with a serious expression: "I'm not old, please don't say that again."
Yan Yuexi pulled the corners of her lips and said softly, "Oh? How old are you?"
The red-clothed monk silently clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "It's only a few hundred years old, not a thousand years."
"Ah, yes, yes, my Susu brat is probably not as good as yours."
Yan Yue turned to the west and rolled her eyes at an angle that Fang Zhe couldn't see. She quickly drank tea to cleanse her mind.
The man suddenly arrived: "In time."
"I am one hundred and ten years old."
"..."
"So how old are you?"
"..."
Fang Zhe looked at her deeply.
It would be impolite to ask further.
Her brows were soothed again, she looked up at the sky calmly, and sighed: "Oh, I won't mention you anymore, I have a disciple named Yan Hui, have you ever met him? He likes to wear green clothes, and when the color is dark, he likes to wear green clothes.
Like a toad spirit."
Fang Zhe was startled when he heard this, and thought for a moment, "I've seen it before."
"How is he now?" the woman said calmly.
"have no idea."
Yan Yuexi snorted coldly, "What do you know? The most annoying thing is that boring gourds like you can't say a few words for a long time."