Chapter 65 Knowing Friends

There is a night market in the small town near the Dark Water Abyss. All monks are selling spiritual herbs they dug out, spiritual beasts they caught, elixirs and talismans they refined, etc.

Azhu has never seen this before, nor has she seen that before. She stood on tiptoe and looked around.

Calculate the time, Chu Ruoting should go back to Wunian Palace. She selected the Lingguo Lingjiu, a specialty product from Xijiang, in front of the stall. Daiying and Jing Mo should like it.

Just at this moment, two monks next to him whispered

Young Master You really broke the engagement?

After leaving the door of You's house, Miss Lin San was splashed with feces, and it smelled ten miles away.

Have you retired such a good marriage? What do you think?

If you don’t understand these aristocratic families, Nangong Xuan was so confused by a female cultivator…

I haven't heard the old friend's name for a long time. Chu Ruoting stared at the spiritual fruit in her hand and couldn't help but be stunned.

Chu Ruoting deliberately did not learn about the past and sometimes missed her days in Qingjian Sect, but it was obviously more stable than following Young Master You. With Young Master You as a person, she would not treat it badly.

It has been ten years since Young Master You chose to break off the engagement. It should be like meeting the woman he likes. It would be better if he never married Qiao Qiao in his previous life, it would be really not worth it.

Chu Ruoting is grateful to You Yueming. Even if everyone will never have any interaction in this life, she hopes that he can live a safe and smooth life.

After Azhu has had enough fun, the two of them will return to Kunlun Ruins together

Chu Ruoting is devoted to Wuya's sea of ​​learning again

Sunny day reflects the towering snow-capped mountains, the pure blue sky, vast and lofty

Chu Ruoting handed the drawn talisman to Yan Qianshan for review, then turned around and made a snowman with Azhu.

Azhu originally didn't like building snowmen, because Yan Qianshan had been piled up for him since he was a child, and he had all the same kind of round heads and belly.

But Chu Ruoting is different. She is skillful and the snowman she piles out is exquisite and beautiful. Whether it is human or spiritual beast, it is all vivid.

A bamboo, come and break the bamboo branch

Chu Ruoting piled up a green tree

Azhu pulled a piece of his hair directly and inserted it into the snow, which turned into its sharp claws. He murmured: ...I seem to have seen this beast somewhere.

Chu Ruoting said: Maybe there is a record in the map of a certain spirit beast

The books I have read are too complicated, and Azhu can't remember them clearly now

Chu Ruoting didn't take his words to heart. She stood up straight, patted the Canxue in her hand, looked at the clear sky, and suddenly asked: By the way, Azhu, why hasn't it snowed for so long?

Except for the day she first came, there were sunny sky on Kunlun Mountain.

She grew up in the Qingjian Sect, which is like spring all year round. She has never been in winter and then moved to the sea. It is even more impossible to see the snow. She likes to enjoy the beautiful scenery of heavy snow.

Azhu looked at her with a fool's eyes. The entire Kunlun Ruins belonged to Master. Every grass and tree, every flower and leaf would snow. Master had to think about it.

Chu Ruoting immediately understood

This Kunlun Ruins is like the spiritual realm of the floating light realm. If Yan Qianshan is dominated by him, he will ascend or fall, and Kunlun Ruins will become another secret realm.

She couldn't help looking at the man in the thatched cottage

In the window, he sat upright, lowered his head and held his pen, carefully reviewing the talismans she had drawn in the past two days

The green shirt is flowing, the black hair is half tied and half tied, the stern and solemn, the cheerful and clear

To be fair, Yan Qianshan took good care of her. Thinking that he could not escape the death disaster, Chu Ruoting was very sad.

She walked under the eaves and asked through the window: Senior Yan, how are my drawings of these talismans?

Yan Qianshan never raised his head and said lightly:

Chu Ruoting's eyes flickered, and she suddenly handed him a talisman, then look at this one again

Yan Qianshan clamped his fingers and had not looked closely. The talisman suddenly turned into a wisp of blue smoke. The blue smoke dissipated. A small snowman as big as a fist danced on his table.

The snowman is round and short-legged, has no facial features, and his movements are very funny. The spiritual energy that is injected is exhausted, and the snowman is sagging and frustrated.

Kansenzan: ...

Chu Ruoting lay beside the window, holding her face with her hands, her clear eyes full of smiles, and said: Senior Yan, let me get a snowfall

Yan Qianshan stared at her face, Yi You for a moment, smashed a talisman

Like willow catkins, the heavy snow scattered one after another

Falling in the mountains, the eaves, the bamboo forest, her shoulders and skirt

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Chu Ruoting and Azhu had a snowball fight. They chased me for a long time, but they were finally tired. They sat down on the steps at the door.

Azhu laughed at her not sitting like a person. Yan Qianshan walked out of the house and stood with his hands

Chu Ruoting looked up at him and asked with a smile: Senior Yan, wouldn’t you also say that I didn’t sit in a position, right?

Yan Qianshan lowered his eyes and shook his head gently: No

He knew her past and knew that she was very tired. If she could find a moment of relaxation in Kunlun Ruins, it would be a good thing.

Chu Ruoting really thought so

The snow flutters in front of the yard, the bamboo leaves rust with the wind, the white deer and the cranes sing, and the worldly affairs seem to be gone at this moment.

Chu Ruoting stretched out her arms and sighed comfortably: Senior Yan, I understand why you can't escape the world than being tired and running around, being an idle cloud and wild crane here is more carefree and free and free.

Yan Qianshan nodded: After being in the cage for a long time, he will be able to return to nature

Chu Ruoting suddenly felt something, and she couldn't help asking: Senior Yan, have you ever thought about what kind of world will be after the shattering of the void?

Yan Qianshan pondered for a moment and said: For tens of thousands of years in the Floating Light Realm, there are also monks who ascend to the upper realm, such as Gongzi Yun, Qixian Zhenjun, Nu Xiang... Although they need to cut off their relationship with the lower realm after ascending to the upper realm, according to sporadic records, there is not much difference between the upper realm and the Floating Light.

There are also rumors that Nu Xiang has a very high talent, has removed her fairy bones and has become a god.

Chu Ruoting has read many of his books, but these are known but not enough, and her doubts are still unsolvable.

Is it possible that our world is a book... Chu Ruoting felt it was not appropriate and immediately kept silent

Yan Qianshan looked at her meaningfully, and the pages of the wordless heavenly book in his hand were rumbling, and countless stars were flashing.

He said in a deep voice: Three thousand great ways, the floating light world is not the only one, above the floating light world, there is also the true immortal world, and the true god world is the end? It is certainly not countless worlds. They may be a book, a grain of dust, a drop of water, or the same two worlds, one true, one false, one virtual, and one real... The mysterious world, the magical and supreme, you and I will never understand it for a lifetime.

Even Yan Qianshan couldn't understand, and Chu Ruoting was even more confused

She was silent for a while, not thinking about the illusory things, and stood up and said: Senior Yan, I'm leaving now

Yan Qianshan remembered the agreement between Chu Ruoting and Jing Mo for one hundred conchs

He frowned, "You don't want Fuxi Yu?"

Chu Ruoting sighed, stood up and patted the snowflakes on her body. The moment she took action, she wanted to pull out the jade hairpin between her hair.

Her fist skills increased, but Yan Qianshan's body did not move. She seemed to be very slow, but she stopped her offensive.

He raised his hand and pointed it out, containing the majestic ancient spirit. Chu Ruoting quickly bent down to avoid it, kicking six legs at his head, but instead leaked the empty door and was caught by Yan Qianshan.

Chu Ruoting could only stand with one foot, the red skirt and trousers slid down to the bend of the knee, just revealing a piece of tender white and tight calves. Maybe the skin was too fair, Yan Qianshan's heart beat and quickly let go of her.

Chu Ruoting sorted out her skirt in frustration and sighed: Look, I can't get it even if I want it now.

Yan Qianshan carried his hands on his back, and her white legs appeared inexplicably in her mind, with a slight red ear

After a while, he said with a clear voice: Diligence can make up for the clumsiness

I know

Chu Ruoting was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something and turned her head to remind her, Senior Yan, everyone is a monk, what is she asking for? They are all ascending to the great way of immortality, but how many people can get what they want on this road? Don’t be too obsessed with that disaster.

Yan Qianshan was stunned

Every time Chu Ruoting says something, he can say it to his heart

His expression was no longer cold, and the Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to speak, but the woman waved her hand without looking back, and her tone was flying: Let's go! There will be a time later!

Seeing him far away, the slim red figure disappeared into the vast snowy mountain

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When Azhu learned that Chu Ruoting had left, he was still reluctant to let him go

He handed his lessons to Yan Qianshan for review. In the thatched hut, except for the rustling sound of writing in the pen and ink, the world returned to tranquility.

Azhu stood beside him, bored. He turned his head and saw the little snowman on the windowsill. The snowman was pinched by Chu Ruoting. Azhu was about to hold it in his hand and saw that it was Yan Qianshan saying: Don't touch it

Yes, Master Azhu muttered and retracted his hand

Although he was not familiar with the world, he could see that his master was slightly different to Chu Ruoting.

Chu Ruoting's face is not as round as him, and her life is not as long as he can't bury her and grow leaves in the soil. I don't know what his master likes her.

Azhu couldn't figure it out, so she asked her doubts in her heart

Yan Qianshan's hand holding the pen stopped

I don't hate the ancients, I didn't see them... Yan Qianshan's always cold eyebrows and eyes softened, and a smile appeared on his lips. Those who know me are two or three sons