Zhou Lu'er is so busy during the New Year.
There are too many good places to watch and have too many delicious foods.
However, every one or two days, he would still come to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to see Master Xuanqing.
While Gu Liubai was still thinking about the magical powers and uses of the Yin-Yang Tianyu Sutra, Zhou Lu'er took two packs of candy and arrived behind Master Xuanqing.
"Master Xuanqing, do you eat it?"
Zhou Lu'er looked at Master Xuanqing with a smile, "I heard from Brother Shen Xiu and the others that this kind of fruit is only available during the New Year. I tasted a few, sweet and sour, and a milky smell. But you can't take the sugar shells outside first and then eat them, otherwise it will be a little sour."
Master Xuanqing smiled slightly and nodded. His voice sounded from Zhou Lu'er's forehead, "Okay."
Zhou Lu'er was also used to it, and sat down next to Master Xuanqing with a smile. He held a bag in his hand, and then stuffed a bag in Master Xuanqing's hand.
Master Xuanqing pinched a candy and started eating it slowly. At the same time, Zhou Lu'er's forehead sounded, "Zhou Lu'er, why do you always come to see me?"
"There are people with others. I think you are always alone, it's so pitiful." Zhou Lu'er said honestly, "You see, Gu Shiwu and I were pitiful enough when we were outside the pass, but at least we still have many friends. I think you don't have any friends around you."
Master Xuanqing smiled, "So you are afraid that I am lonely and think I am bored by myself, so you often come to see me?"
Zhou Lu'er nodded, then looked in the direction of Master Xuanqing, and then asked curiously, "Every time you come, you will see it. These streets and alleys are always like that, what's the best thing to look at?"
Master Xuanqing smiled again: "Zhou Lu'er, what do you think is the most interesting?"
Zhou Lu'er didn't think much about it and subconsciously said, "Get close to everyone."
Master Xuanqing narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I see this city, that is, it is close to the people in this city, otherwise this world will be really boring."
Zhou Lu'er said, "If I want to get close to people, I have to talk face to face and play. Master Xuanqing, just look at it and get close to them?"
Master Xuanqing nodded.
If it were other practitioners in this world, they would definitely feel a great supernatural power. However, Zhou Lu'er didn't think about this at all, just said, "Then you are close to so many people in the city, are you in charge of other people's business? I have a few friends who like to meddle in other people's business the most."
"Since those things are seen by them and they feel uneasy, they are not idle business." Master Xuanqing smiled, "There are no idle business when it comes to having sex with him. Of course, I will care about some things, but Zhou Lu'er. Most of the things in this world are actually not to be cared about."
Zhou Lu'er didn't understand anymore, "If you don't need to be careful, who will care?"
Master Xuanqing stretched out a finger and pointed at the sky, saying, "There are invisible causes and effects in the dark. Sometimes, when this person does evil, no one seems to care about it, but in fact, his evil retribution has long been destined. Sometimes the longer he is proud, the more no one can care about it, the more evil he does, the more miserable he will end up with."
Zhou Lu'er was not convinced, "I think it's mysterious. There are fish that slipped through the net if it is sprinkled."
Master Xuanqing smiled, pointed his nose with his fingers, and then pointed another place in the city, "Are you still in charge of those who seem to be retribution at first glance? Isn't it that I still care about, and there are people like Gu Shiwu, and there are many people like your friends who care about it?"
Zhou Lu'er now thought about it, "Master Xuanqing, you can just look inside this tower and take care of it?"
Master Xuanqing nodded very directly and said, "Those who truly wisdom and supernatural powers do not need to use swords and weapons to adjust cause and effect."
After saying this, he reached out and popped up a candy.
"Look at this candy falling to the ground, maybe it will bring about a colony of ant that is destined to die." He looked at Zhou Lu'er and said seriously, "Zhou Lu'er, if you can sense some future or future things in the future in the future, you may just throw out something and say something, which can change the cause and effect of many people and involve the fate of many people."
Zhou Lu'er smiled and said, "Then I'm not that empty, I don't want to care about so many people's business."
Master Xuanqing laughed like a child, "Zhou Lu'er, then your cultivation level is higher than mine. I still feel uncomfortable when I see many things in the world and can't help but care."
"That's right."
Zhou Lu'er also laughed loudly, laughing so hard that she fell, "Then I am so awesome. Master Xuanqing is not as good as my cultivation level."
Candies fell on a weedy field.
Below the withered grass leaves, there are many dead black ants on the yellow soil.
This ant colony had just been attacked by another ant colony, and a large number of ants were killed and injured, and many of the ant eggs were dragged out of the ant nest.
When the candy rolled down not far from the ant nest, the dead ant nest seemed to come alive in an instant.
The black ants coming and going quickly gathered to form a black river.
...
On the day when Master Xuanqing threw the candy from the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Xiao Zhenmo walked into the Jianxin Pool.
The important place of Canglang Sword Sect, where Xiao Zhenwei secretly cultivates.
The name of Jianxin Pond sounds like a pond, but in fact it is a pool of green ponds among several handsome hills.
There are several small and exquisite pavilions dotted between these hills, which look like a landscape that only exists in the paintings of Chang'an painters.
After Xiao Zhenwei cultivated the eighth-grade magical powers and once in Chang'an, he quickly entered a practice place in Canglang Sword Sect to practice. Recently, he moved to this more quiet sword heart pool to retreat to practice.
Although he was appointed by the sect leader of the previous sect leader, he has actually been away from the civil affairs of Canglang Sword Sect for many years.
In the imagination of many people, they have been reclining in beautiful places for many years without being disturbed by external things. It is like a god-like life, and with a high level of cultivation, their face will definitely be much younger than their real age.
However, this is not the case.
When Xiao Zhenmo stood opposite him, the two formed a sharp contrast.
Xiao Zhenmo looked like a handsome young man, and Xiao Zhenwei, wearing a white robe, had wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and forehead. He was obviously Xiao Zhenmo's brother, but at this time he looked more like Xiao Zhenmo's uncle or uncle.
He didn't have the sharpness of a swordsman on his body. When he stood by the cold pond and stared at the pool of clear water, he gave people the feeling that even the pool of clear water was dyed with a strong dusk air.
"I can't figure it out." Xiao Zhenmo looked at the eighth-grade sword master who had been in scattering cultivation for many years but was still famous in Chang'an and Luoyang. "If that young man was just an ordinary person, it would be fine, but he needed the Canglang Sword Sect to use all his strength to deal with it. Why did he have to do this with him?"
Xiao Zhenwei's expression did not change at all. He still looked at the pool of clear water with a deep breath and said calmly, "The actors have no way to decide what kind of play they are to act."
A chill appeared on Xiao Zhenmo's face. He took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "So I don't understand even more. If you are still an ordinary seventh-grade swordsman, or just a middle-level and low-level practitioner among eighth-grade practitioners, then I think it's understandable that you are still an actor like this, but you have reached this level of cultivation, and there are not many people in the world who can kill you. Why do you still do this?"
Xiao Zhen smiled with a slight self-deprecating smile, "The cultivator of Canglang Sword Sect who has seen Guo Beixi probably won't feel proud in his heart. Back then, I thought with our talent, we could only go with the flow. If someone could go against the will, he must be a person like Guo Beixi. Guo Beixi really did that. He acted according to his own wishes, but he still fell. What did he bring to Canglang Sword Sect?"
Xiao Zhenmo narrowed his eyes, "Because Guo Beixi is ahead, are you even more afraid?"
"Don't think that achieving supernatural powers is so great." Xiao Zhenwei was silent for a moment, and then said, "You think, in this drama, eighth-grade practitioners will soon become hunted prey."
Xiao Zhenmo sneered without saying a word.
Xiao Zhenwei continued to say slowly, "Many times, everyone's pursuits are different. You may think I shouldn't be so cowardly, but I know how to make a choice to be more beneficial to the Canglang Sword Sect. No matter how strong Guo Beixi is, he is the only one who is strong, but what about Canglang Sword Sect? Let's see how the Canglang Sword Sect is today? The Tang Dynasty is indeed all-encompassing, but can it really tolerate the ideas of so many people?"
Xiao Zhenmo turned around and began to leave this place that made him bored.
He took a few steps and left a few words coldly.
"I don't think the Canglang Sword Sect is now. The people who bully others can bully them. How powerful are they?"
"Don't always think about what you can bring to Canglang Sword Sect."
"In this life, you can't always live for this Canglang Sword Sect. You have to live for yourself once and do two things you want to do."
"If you never dare to really draw a sword in your life, then what's the use of practicing sword?"
Xiao Zhenwei's face did not change much.
He didn't even look at Xiao Zhenmo's back.
The pool of clear water in front of him seemed to have solidified and did not move at all.
...
Next to Yiyangfang, a row of snack shops next to Dongshi opened on the tenth day of the New Year.
There is a snack shop called Yisanjue, which makes three things: yam soup, gourd heads, and steamed cakes.
When Xiao Zhenwei looked at Jian Xinchi, an old man was sitting at the door of the shop and eating these three things.
A bowl of yam soup, a plate of gourd heads, and a bowl of steamed cakes on the table.
They are all filled with a hot pot smell, and the aroma is everywhere.
Although the old man was wearing regular clothes, the adults around the streets knew that this was Changsun Wuji, the most powerful minister of the Tang Dynasty. So when he stayed in this row of snack shops to eat, there were no other diners in the whole row of snack shops except the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper.
Who dares to eat on an open and equal footing with such a person?
Adults know how great it is, but children don’t.
Three children wearing cloth clothes and snot on the edge of their lips were seduced by the fragrance and looked at them not far from the table.
Changsun Wuji ate for a while, put down his chopsticks, looked at the food in front of him and was silent for a while, and then he waved to the three children.
The oldest of these three children is probably only six or seven years old.
He sucked his nose, but his saliva flowed out in a bad mood.
Changsun Wuji smiled and said, "You can eat."
The child's saliva was still flowing at the corner of his mouth, and he was quite stuttering. Looking at the three things he had only eaten a little, he stuttered, "Grandpa... are you full?"
Changsun Wuji nodded with a smile, but there was a hint of indescribable emotion in his eyes, "I'm too old and can't eat anymore, you guys can eat it."
The three children started eating happily.
Changsun Wuji stood up and walked slowly along the edge of Dongshi.
When he saw a shop that specialized in selling whetstones, he couldn't help but smiled with a joke.
If you are old, you will be old, but no matter how old the whetstone is, it will still be a whetstone.
"Send the lady to Wangwushan to live for a while. She is not interested in the intrigues in Chang'an City. And I remember that she seemed to have said in March or May last year that she wanted to go to Wangwushan for a walk." He said to one of the servants who slowly followed him.
“It has been mentioned.”
The entourage behind him, whose pace and pace were almost the same as his, said, "But she doesn't want to go."
Changsun Wuji was stunned.
Then he started laughing.
"It's good, too." He said.
"Li Deyi has taken action three times in total, and it is very likely that the eighth-grade Mani monk will be found tomorrow night." His follower said.
Changsun Wuji thought for a while and said, "I guess it won't be tomorrow, and I will wait until the Lantern Festival the day after tomorrow."
His entourage fell into deep thought and then guessed, "You mean that even if no one interferes with it, the emperor would arrange it at that time?"
Changsun Wuji said lightly, "Every emperor of the Li family has different personalities, but the emperor's personality and style are the same, and the Li family's style of conduct is another matter. Over the years, Li family will choose the safest method whenever they decide the Li family's aura."
His followers said seriously, "Please give me advice."
"This city is very big, and it looks like everything, but it is not. There are only so many sheep slaughtered in a day. Some people take more mutton, while others don't have mutton to eat."
Chapter completed!