"It's okay." Shangguan Nengren shook his head, took a deep breath, and sighed: "I just think Aunt Yun is like an ancient person. It's fresh and fresh, but it's a bit out of place with the times. If you put a camera next to you, you'll follow it with

Just like filming.”

"It turns out that my brother also has this feeling." Xin Yuyuan smiled warmly: "My sister also had this illusion before, and she subconsciously looked around, wanting to find out if there is a camera?"

"Haha..." Shangguan Nengren smiled and looked at Xin Yuyuan with ambiguous eyes: "It's getting late, Sister Yuyuan, you go and take a shower first!"

How could Xin Yuyuan not understand the dirty eyes of Shangguan Nengren? His delicate face was red and his eyes were as charming as silk. I think it would be another beautiful sleepless night tonight.

The night passed (so fast), and when the official man opened his eyes, it snowed again.

Standing in front of the window and looking at the snow-white city, Shangguan Ren was sure that the person who caused the snow to fall for two consecutive nights must be Aunt Yun.

He lowered his head and thought: What is Aunt Yun looking for?

Looking for something but causing abnormal changes in the weather is by no means a trivial matter, and the capable man of Shangguan has to be careful.

"Damn it!" There are more than two months left before the recovery of the decathlon. During this period, the above-level e-level cultivation level of the above-level functional person has no competitiveness in front of Aunt Yun. This time, the above-level functional person truly felt the ability and ability.

The lack of powerlessness is so unwilling!

"Wait!" Shangguan Nengren gritted his teeth: "When the decathlon is restored, I must take your abilities as my own!"

Originally, the comprehensive ability of the capable person reached level C, and he could completely absorb Aunt Yun’s cultivator’s ability. Unfortunately, he was inadvertently praying for blessings, which caused him to regress and he also lost his ability to absorb. Now he can only hope.

Aunt Yu Yun can stay in North China for more than 60 days. Never leave, otherwise it will inevitably lead to another setback if you want to find her absorption ability.

Aunt Yun’s affairs were like a mountain pressing on her heart, making Shangguan Nengren uneasy.

"Ouch! Fuck!" Liu Guozhan cursed: "Where are you slapping it?"

"Uh?" Shangguan Nengren came to his senses. Seeing the Five Elements Needle that almost pierced Liu Guozhan's 'Old Bird', he couldn't help but cough and pulled it out as if nothing had happened: "Try your current nerve reaction, fuss."

Liu Guozhan: "..."

"Tested reaction?" Chen Kaituo took the small book and wrote it down, nodded repeatedly: "I learned another trick."

Shangguan Ai Ren: "..."

Focus on ending the treatment of Liu Guozhan.

When they arrived downstairs, Zhang Tingting and Liu Zixuan were sitting together chatting. Zhang Hai's granddaughter didn't know where to go? He was not at home. Seeing Shangguan Nengren come down, Liu Zixuan smiled and said, "Shangguan, how is the treatment today?"

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"Oh..." Shangguan Nengren kept thinking about Aunt Yun. He didn't come back to his senses for a moment: "What did you say?"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Guan Nengren was distracted, Zhang Tingting frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

"Uh...just so!" Shangguan Nengren shook his head, his head still a little dizzy.

"What's wrong?" This was the first time Shangguan Nengren was so absent-minded. Zhang Tingting was anxious: "What can't you tell us?"

"Or..." Liu Zixuan thought that Shangguan Nengren didn't want to say something in front of him, and stood up: "I'll avoid it?"

"No." Shangguan Nengren waved his hand: "It's my own problem, I haven't figured out one thing."

Pause for a moment.

"Tingting..." Shangguan Nengren patted Zhang Tingting on the shoulder, and then patted Liu Zixuan on the shoulder: "Study group, I'm going to be absent for one day. Please ask me for a leave!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Tingting was anxious: "You have to have a reason to take leave!"

Shangguan Nengren was silent for a moment and said, "I want to go to Qingyun Temple to burn incense."

"Qingyun Temple?" Zhang Tingting was stunned. Liu Zixuan frowned: "I said Shangguan, what era is this? You won't believe in that kind of feudal superstitious thing, right?"

"If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you won't." Shangguan Nengren smiled and patted his two people on the shoulders: "That's it. Call me if you have something to do."

"Oh?" Liu Zixuan turned her head to look at the silent Zhang Tingting and asked, "Tingting, what's wrong?"

Zhang Tingting came to her senses and shook her head: "It's okay."

Taking a deep breath, a smile on his face: "If there is no tutoring for a powerful person today, we can only work hard on our own."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, you and Beibei are better at studying than me. I'm enough to tutor me. You and Beibei are the ones who suffer the loss." Liu Zixuan said with a thief smile.

"Okay! You ungrateful wolf..."

Xiaoming Mountain, Qingyun Temple.

From the early morning, the good men and women at the foot of the mountain used tools to clean the mountain roads, for fear of affecting the incense of Qingyun Temple today. Since the establishment of Qingyun Temple, people who believe in religion at the foot of the mountain have received real benefits. Any good men and women who believe in Qingyun Temple are almost sick.

There has been no disaster for decades. The good men and women at the foot of the mountain have never been sick, and death is also natural.

But residents who do not believe in religion will not have this benefit. They should get sick and be unlucky. Until a neighbor has a good man and a woman who will take them to Qingyun Temple to burn incense and fulfill their vows. After drinking the "holy water", all the diseases and disasters will disappear on the spot.

Since then, almost all the residents at the foot of the mountain believe in religion, and they believe in the unique "Qingyun Cult". Because they believe in the Qingyun Cult, the residents at the foot of the mountain have not encountered much disaster for decades. Even if they encounter it, they will go to other places to go to another place for time.

After a long time, the disaster will come without the blessing of the ancestor. Fortunately, no one has ever suffered a life, which also made the residents at the foot of the mountain more pious to Qingyun Temple. Every year when the mountain is blocked with heavy snow, every household will hold a broom.

Brooms and other tools sweep out a mountain road leading to the top of the mountain.

A good man and a trusted woman will naturally have a long blessing and a strong fortune. Some people even find that they have done good deeds and will immediately buy a lottery ticket. At least five yuan can be won. In this way, more and more good men and a trusted woman will do good deeds.

Of course, when buying lottery tickets, everyone has selfish desires, and such good things will not be told to others.

Shangguan Nengren came to the foot of the mountain, got off the bus, and saved it by the way, so he stepped up the mountain.

The snow is still falling, and people holding brooms and brooms can be seen everywhere on the mountain roads. They all smile at each other. Seeing these people’s smiling faces, Shangguanren was in a slightly better mood.

At the top of the mountain, Qingyun Temple has been open for a long time. The son of the temple master Shouyangzi, the little Taoist boy, was standing in front of the temple gate to build a snowman. The Shangguan Nengren could feel a trace of spiritual energy on the little Taoist boy, which shows that Shouyangzi had already

Although it is still far from teaching the Taoist children's cultivation skills, they have at least reached a state of not being afraid of the cold and heat. Building snowmen is not cold, and children will only find it interesting.

"Hey! Boy, where is your dad?" Shangguan Nengren walked over and asked with a angrily voice.

The little Taoist turned his head and saw that it was Shangguan Nengren. He was so scared that he hid behind the snowman and hummed: "You evil thief, why are you looking for my dad?"

"Hehe, boy, it seems that you haven't seen each other for many days. You have forgotten the terribleness of this uncle!" Shangguan Nengren smiled grimly and walked over with his fists: "It is necessary for you to reminisce about it today..."

"My father is in the backyard, and the master is also... looking at the little Taoist boy with a smile on his face. Shangguan Ren spits: "Your cartilage is really embarrassing me."

"You are so corrupt! This is called the gentleman who does not stand under a dangerous wall, my master taught me." The little Taoist boy said proudly. It seemed that it was a very honorable thing to be able to obtain the master's master's knowledge.

From the lewd expressions of a young Taoist boy, Shangguanren seemed to see the future ten years later, and there was another despicable and shameless little hooligan in the world.

Shaking his head. No longer quarrel with the Taoist boy, he turned around and walked into the Taoist temple.

Perhaps it was Shouyangzi's instructions that when the Taoist priests here saw the powerful people of the Supreme Official, they respectfully bowed, and looked at the good men and women in the inner world.

Shangguan Nengren was not used to being watched by so many people, so he nodded at a few Taoist priests and stepped into the backyard.

In the backyard, the snow had swept to the center of the courtyard and turned into a two-meter-high snowman. When Shangguan Nengren saw it, he laughed and said, "Old man, you are over 100 years old, you are still so innocent!"

"Bah! You're rude!" The old Taoist walked out of the house and was still wearing a white Taoist robe. If it weren't for the evil deeds, it looked very much like the Bodhi Patriarch in Journey to the West.

"What a pity!" Shangguan Nengren shook his head repeatedly. Such a good look was ruined by the old Taoist, the old man.

Shouyangzi followed the old Taoist out with a wry smile. When he saw Shangguan Nengren, he bowed: "Fellow Taoist Shangguan, are you safe?"

"It's okay." Shangguan Nengren replied: "How are the Taoist priests doing well recently?"

"TOEFL, everything is fine." Shouyangzi smiled slightly: "I don't know what happened to you when you are here today?"

"Hmph! What else can it be?" The old Taoist snorted coldly, swept the whisk in his hand, sweeping the snow in the sky aside: "It must be for the heavy snow."

"Old man, congratulations on your answer correctly." Shangguan Nengren said with a smile.

"That's natural!" The old Taoist prideedly swept the snow on his body, suddenly came to his senses, pointed at Shangguan Nengren and jumped to his feet and cursed: "You turtle son, banana bara! You actually called me old man! It's so unreasonable.

!Before you, Banban..."

"Master...Master..." Shouyangzi sweated heavily: "Calm down, Master, be sure to be calm!"

Shangguan Nengren cleaned his earwax and blew his breath: "Okay, old man, we don't know what each other is. Put away your fake ones, I'm here to have a serious business today."

"Hmph!" Seeing that Guan Nengren was unwilling to mess with him, he knew that he was really anxious by these two heavy snowfalls, and no longer made a noise, walked into the house: "Come in!"

The old Taoist’s house is still so simple, with only a cloud bed and incense table. The incense in the house is very popular, and the smell of sandalwood clears the spiritual platform of Shangguan Nengren. He exclaimed: “Old man, your fragrance is good, let me go back and give me some sacks.

I'll take it back for fun."

The old Taoist fell head-on on the cloud bed, his face as dark as the bottom of the pot, and Shouyangzi was sweating profusely: "Fellow Taoist Shangguan... This is something master has refined. There are only three in the world. Don't mention a few sacks.

, the ordinary sandalwood in the temple is selected by fellow Taoists."

"Oh?" The Shangguan Nengren then realized that the three sandalwoods inserted into the incense burner showed no sign of burning, as if time had stopped, and it was always burning but would not continue to burn down.

"It's not bad!" Shangguan Nengren praised repeatedly: "Old man, I didn't expect that you are good at refining weapons. Although it's only three fragrant pieces, it's very beneficial to cultivation. It's really not easy."

"Hmph!" The old Taoist sat upright on the cloud bed, pointed across from the futon, and appeared: "Sit down!"

In the past, I could argue at will when I was fine, but today the old Taoist was not in that mood, otherwise I would have started fighting now.

Shangguan Nengren smiled and sat down on the cushion. Shouyangzi bowed his head and sat down next to Shangguan Nengren. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!