The magma between the mountains has not yet been extinguished.

Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao were half-squatting in the bursting blood mist, using wooden sticks to search for valuable magic weapons such as Linglong Pavilion in the soil, and Tuanzi also used his claws to dig the ground seriously.

The Yunbao Taoist was blown up so hard that it was broken, and a big pit broke out on the ground. Fortunately, Linglong Pavilion has a magic weapon of its grade, with an extremely strong texture and has not been destroyed.

After Zuo Lingquan found it, he found that it was a sign of peace and nothing, with the emblem of Fulong Mountain on it, but it was not given to the sect, but it was more like a carved one by someone. It seemed that although this Yunbao Taoist had taken the wrong path, he was still content with his birth.

Zuo Lingquan looked back and forth, looking for a method to break through Linglong Pavilion, his ears suddenly moved and he heard words coming from behind:

"Lingye, please tell me some reason. Xiao Zuo and I first know each other. I will first do anything. It's better if you don't give in. I'll tell me not to get involved. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"You haven't fulfilled your house yet, what can you do if you leave Zuo Lingquan in the house?"

"I can do anything, I... can't I just hold it and sleep?"

"You should know what the world says."

"Hey? How can you say that Xiao Zuo is a pit?"

…??

Xie Qiutao raised his round face, looked strange in his eyes, and pretended not to understand, and continued to search in the mud.

Tuanzi also found something was wrong with her two mothers, but it went up to pull up the frame at this time, and it couldn't help anyone in the future, so she decisively pretended that she didn't hear it and accompanied Xie Qiutao to dig the ground.

When Zuo Lingquan saw the two wives quarreling, he had no intention of picking up equipment. He stood up and put on a smile:

"Lingye, habitual, what's wrong?"

When Tang Jingyan saw Zuo Lingquan coming, she did not jealous with Lingye anymore. She ran directly to her and grabbed Zuo Lingquan's arm:

"Go back to the house."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused, grabbed Jingyan and signaled to the surrounding mountains and fields:

"Where did the house come from this place? What should I do when I go back to the house?"

Tang Jingyan glanced at Xie Qiutao, who was pricking up his ears and eavesdropping on her face. She couldn't say it clearly. After thinking about it, she stood on tiptoe to Zuo Lingquan's ear:

"What else can I do when I sleep?"

“…”

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes, his smile meant no explanation, and he looked at Lingye in a blink of an eye.

Tang Jingwen pulled Zuo Lingquan into his arms:

"Just us, the three of us were so crowded that we slept."

Zuo Lingquan was not too crowded. At worst, he wouldn't just lie down. Seeing Jing was having awkwardly, he said curiously:

"What did you say just now?"

Shangguan Lingye did not mean to chase Jingyan to stay alone in the empty room, but because Jingyan just regarded herself as "sister" and wanted to say something to Jingyan. She walked in front of her, but she did not hide her words:

"I said to ask Jingyan to pay more attention in the future. Master often uses her body to come over. If you encounter it again, it will be inconvenient. Anyway, she hasn't been able to do anything with you yet. She hasn't practiced together."

Tang Jingyan didn't think so. She couldn't do anything and had to lie in front of her man at night. That was her right. How could she give up her bed just because she couldn't do anything?

It’s okay for the ancestor Shangguan to stop her, but now the new sister who entered the door wants to stop her. How could she agree? She hummed:

"Who said I can't do anything? Just do it now."

Shangguan Lingye shrugged slightly: "Okay, I am a person who has experienced it, and I can also give you a few words, so as not to know nothing when you first enter the door..."

Tang Jingwen pulled Zuo Lingquan to the other side, not next to Lingye:

"Who said I can't do it? I see more than you. You don't have the same tricks as Jiang Yihua, so what can I teach me?"

"Yeah?"

...

Zuo Lingquan was still looking forward to the two wives and wanted to stir up the flames and instigate them. But the current actual situation still needs to be considered. He pulled Jingyan:

"There are still things to be investigated. Let's go back to the pleasure boat first. We have to choose a suitable place. And we have to say hello to the ancestor first for this matter."

Shangguan Lingye has been recalling the "teaching" of the ancestor just now. After hearing this, she frowned and said:

"Why are you saying hello to your master?"

"Are you not the ancestor here at any time? Say hello in advance so as not to get embarrassed."

Shangguan Ling thought about it, but he was afraid that Master would come in the wrong time, so he just said hello in advance.

However, when I was doing business in advance, I felt a little strange...—

Under Fulong Mountain, Taohuatan.

It did not snow in the south, but in the cold winter, the thousands of miles of spiritual fields outside the Taohua Pond also showed a bit of desolation. Only the thousands of peach trees within the sect did not shed, and still burst into gorgeous colors in the cold wind.

The nine sects rushed to Huajunzhou to help, and Taohuatan needed a lot of cultivation materials. They have been busy recently, and disciples running around in the sect can be seen everywhere.

In the middle of the night, a breeze blew the cold pond deep in the sea of ​​flowers, and a woman in a long golden dragon scale dress appeared silently by the lake.

The ancestral tree by the lake that covered the sky and the sun was lost, leaving only the stone tablets that scraped off their handwriting, and remained alone.

After the woman in the golden dress glanced at the handwriting "Hand-planted here" on the stone tablet, she raised her fingers and gently stroked the lake surface. A crack appeared on the lakeside as flat as a mirror, revealing the valley where flowers bloomed below.

The valley is not big, there is a peach tree in the middle, and in addition to this, there are colorful flowers that spread to the edge of the canyon.

Under the canopy that covers the sky and the sun, there is still a lounge chair grown by vines.

The woman who was originally hungover on the recliner was completely isolated from the outside world and was completely undisturbed. At this time, she ignored the image of the ancestor and lay directly in the sea of ​​flowers.

If the chest was not exposed to its height and the position was exposed, it would be difficult to detect it at the first time with the naked eye alone.

When someone entered the small world, the Peach Blossom Lord could naturally notice it, but he did not mean to wake up to pick up the guests. He also turned over drunk and left the back of the head of the visitor.

Old Ancestor Shangguan was not surprised by this. He walked slowly to the shade of the trees, thought about it, and sat on the ground in the sea of ​​flowers. It seemed that because there was no outsider disturbing him, he put down his airs of the Lord.

The Taohua Lord saw that the ancestor Shangguan didn't say anything, and was a little confused. He turned over in the sea of ​​flowers and faced her:

"Is there something wrong? I don't want to go to my house when I'm in a daze. Why do I do it when I run away?"

Old Ancestor Shangguan looked up at the tree canopy above and said calmly:

"Ask you some things."

The Lord of Peach Blossoms had no interest at all, sat up, and lazily picked up the wine pot and drank:

"You are omniscient and omnipotent, and you can take your own initiative in everything. Do you still need my help to solve your doubts?"

"It has something to do with you."

Old Ancestor Shangguan turned around, took the wine pot of the Peach Blossom Lord, and swept the wine pot with his hand. The original mellow fragrance of the wine changed drastically and turned into the taste of ordinary wine.

The Lord Peach Blossom was stunned. Seeing her ruined things like this, he was dissatisfied and took the wine pot back and smelled it:

"What's this?"

"I just didn't know, so I asked you, you can try it."

“…”

The Lord of Peach Blossom is very picky about wine and usually does not drink wine brewed by others. However, after she smelled it carefully, she found that although the aroma of the wine was ordinary, it exuded an indescribable smell, similar to the return to nature of a monk. It was a coincidence and was very tempting.

For this reason, the Lord of Peach Blossom still picked up the wine pot and took a bite. After savoring for a while, his brows frowned.

Through Tang Jingyan's feeling of drinking, Shangguan Laozu simulated the taste of the wine, and the taste of the wine will not be worse. Seeing that the Lord of Peach Blossoms reacted, she had already made a decisive decision in her heart, but she still asked:

"How? What's the drink?"

The Lord of Peach Blossom restrained his drunken expression and looked at the wine pot in his hand, feeling a little unhappy:

"A man who loves wine is like a sword and a beauty. He can give up everything, but he cannot let down his love. The ingredients of this wine are ordinary, but because of this, it highlights how much effort it takes to make the wine. Among the people I have seen, the only one who can get to this point and really figure out something is the only one who can't speak in Jianhuang City. Did this wine be obtained from him?"

The ancestor Shangguan nodded slightly: "It turns out that tomorrow is worrying. This person is too casual. He only has wine and sword in his heart. He really can't see what he wants to do this time."

The Lord of Peach Blossom has had a deal with Tomorrow's sorrow, and a brief understanding of Tomorrow's sorrow's past.

The name of tomorrow is no longer verified and does not matter. I only know the meaning of this name, "I drink today and get drunk today, and I am sad tomorrow." From the name, you can see how casual he lives in the present.

Tomorrow's resume of previous years is as clear as water. It is not a matter of competition for magic weapons or opportunities or blessings. It is just a sip of fine wine. Even the title of "Sword Jiu" is homophonic because "Jiu, Jiu". He felt that this name is suitable for him, so he ran to fight for it. Of course, this does not mean that the number of battles between the Sun and the Ninth position is as clear as the number of times before he successfully got on the throne. Then Tomorrow's sorrow won't climb up. At most, when later people want to replace it, they show up to defend the battle.

As for the resume before becoming famous, I didn’t avoid it tomorrow, and I was even very calm when talking to outsiders.

Tomorrow, the sorrow is born as a scattered cultivator at the bottom. He is free and easy, has extraordinary talent, but he is not a good job, and he is in the secular world all day long.

When his cultivation was very low, he was accidentally injured and fell into the streets and alleys of the secular world, and was rescued by his daughter from a secular world tavern. Tomorrow, he was worried that the wine in the tavern was good and the people were good, so he stayed to help him and recover from the wounds. As he was raising him, he became a son-in-law.

After tomorrow, I stayed in the secular world for nearly sixty years, allowing my face to age until my gray hair was gray, and I stayed with my wife for the rest of my life. I waited for my wife to die before I embarked on the path of practice again.

The practice of practicing is about slowing down step by step. In the eyes of ordinary people, this practice is tantamount to self-destructing a future and wasting 60 years in vain.

But powerful people like Taohua Lord and Shangguan Ancestor, understand that tomorrow's sorrow has passed the world disaster, and from then on until they reach the top of the mountain, there will be no knot in their hearts; because he has no longer cared about anything in this world and has a clear conscience towards everyone.

This state of mind is the most perfect state of mind for people in practice. It is not surprising that tomorrow will be able to reach the position of the Sword Emperor.

The opposite example is Lu Jianchen, who is more talented and has better opportunities than Tomorrow's sorrow, but he is defeated in his life choices and can only become a meteor that flashes over Zhongzhou and disappears in just a hundred years.

However, a good mood is not entirely a good thing for outsiders; because the way of heaven does not distinguish between good and evil. As long as you have no distracting thoughts, you can be unobstructed by the way.
To be continued...