lazy cat hits cute

Thanks to this injury, Zhang Qingyang finally got the long-lost tranquility, and the tranquility was a bit too much.

The head and elders of the Lu family did not come, nor did the noisy woman.The servant girl who was in charge of his food in Chunlan Pavilion didn't even come.

He was forgotten in Baoxianglou, and left to fend for himself.

Zhang Qingyang didn't care about these, the only trouble was that Langzhong Liu didn't come either.The wound had not been changed for a long time, and the flesh stinks, so he had to clean it himself.

The Spirit Flying Boat of Chonglingzong will not come until the next day, and before Lu Xianjiang drives him out, there must be bigger plots.

So what... Anyway, I really have no spiritual roots.

He closed his eyes and took a nap until the day when the spirit flying boat arrived.The flying boat descended and stirred up a majestic spiritual wave, which turned into a real turbulent wind. A severed branch flew over the window and fell on his head, covered with broken leaves.

coming.Zhang Qingyang got out of bed and walked out of Baoxiang Building.The flying boat didn't really land on the ground, it was suspended seven feet above the ground, its body was huge, and the precious light and spiritual flames floated, making people dazzled and fascinated.

A sloping light bridge connects the boats to the ground, presumably they have already begun to climb up.

It took Zhang Qingyang a while to get to the light bridge.There are few people on Donghuangdao, and the light bridge is about to dissipate. When he came, the light bridge regrouped, and the people on the boat shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up!"

He walked up and found that the light bridge had a steep inclination, the surface was smooth and slippery, and it was very easy to slip down, so he had to use some strength to rush up as soon as possible.

After finally getting on the boat, he greeted his disciple and covered his nose in disgust: "Why are you so stinky?"

Zhang Qingyang lowered his head and smelled it. It really... smells bad.

Lu Xianjiang appeared from nowhere, and said politely: "This young master was seriously injured a few days ago and couldn't wash up, so his appearance is unclean. I hope senior brother don't care about it."

The receiving disciple glanced at him, obviously he knew the eldest son of the Lu family, and breathed out his nostrils: "Seriously injured? Didn't you take responsibility for the person? Why is he seriously injured? Why don't you give him clean clothes when he is seriously injured? You idiot, Meng who."

Lu Xianjiang was caught off guard, and his face suddenly became very exciting.The people around laughed, which made him even more ashamed.

He would never have thought that he had been working on the Spirit Flying Boat for many years, guiding his disciples, and he had seen all kinds of ugly things that entrap competitors for his cultivation, so he would not be able to see through his low-level methods.

However, the receiving disciples did notice Zhang Qingyang's weakness and the pungent herbal aura.It is still necessary to check.

He raised his hand, covered his right palm with a layer of soft aqua-blue light, and slapped Zhang Qingyang's chest with his palm, his spiritual power wandered around, and found that his limbs and bones were fine, so he stopped his hand and then disgusted: "Hurry up!" Go take a shower, it stinks!"

Zhang Qingyang: "Where is it?"

The leading disciple impatiently pointed to the northwest: "Find it yourself."

Lu Xianjiang stared at Zhang Qingyang, his expression was calm, as if the fatal knife had no effect on him at all, how is this possible?

The green sharp blade is a magic weapon for exchanging spiritual roots. It stands to reason that once it enters the body, it will automatically absorb the spiritual roots.He should have been crippled long ago!Why is he still fine and still able to climb the light bridge?

Lu Xianjiang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.It took a long time to calm down.

It is meaningless to pursue the cause now, people have been completely offended.

The great enmity is over, and only you can die.Just wait, I will make you forever, never get up again!

Lu Xianjiang looked at Zhang Qingyang's back gloomyly, turned and left.

It was that familiar malice again.

Zhang Qingyang took his time, the most important thing right now was to take a bath.

He found the bathhouse, and the color of the water in the big pool was very suspicious.Fortunately, it was still warm, and it was very comfortable to soak.

Ripples suddenly rippled in the quiet bathing pool, the huge flying boat was slowly rising into the air, and there was screams of excitement outside.The spiritual wind poured into the bathhouse, making it indescribably cool.

The guide disciple still remembered him, walked into the bathhouse and threw a set of coarse green shirts on the hanger, and burned his tattered clothes on his own initiative, asking, "What kind of spiritual root are you?"

"Heavenly Spirit Root?"

"Oh? The Lu family did the test, right?" The receiving disciple was a little fat, his facial features all wrinkled as soon as he frowned, and he looked at him carefully for a while, "Well, no wonder."

"Is this common?"

"In order to attract believers, some evil cultivators will dig out the spiritual roots of monks and lead them to believers, so that they will follow them wholeheartedly. In fact, if the spiritual roots are forcibly separated from the body, they will be seriously damaged and their rank will drop sharply. Since you are a god Spiritual roots, downgraded at least earth spirit roots, are much stronger than his ordinary spirit roots."

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me." Leading the disciples to walk out with their hands behind their backs, "In the future, you will understand that cultivation also depends on luck. Luck doesn't come from nothing, it can only be accumulated by doing good deeds. Let me remind you this time, it is For myself. If there is fate in the future, see you again." His back disappeared behind the curtain.

Zhang Qingyang took a hasty wash for a while, and felt that he was almost done. He dried his body and put on his clothes. The wound healed a little, but it still hurt.

He came to the ship building specially arranged for new disciples on the Spirit Flying Boat. Whether they were ordinary people or the children of the big clan who cultivated immortals, they all lived in the Datong shop. Because people and snakes are mixed, there is inevitably a subtle smell in the air, which makes people get used to it. Children of big families who are spacious and clean are not used to it and complain a lot.

Zhang Qingyang didn't care. After seeing that the bed was chosen randomly, he found a wrinkle-free bed and lay on it. After lying down for a while, he felt a black shadow approaching him, and he opened his eyes to see a smile on his face: "Brother, can I tell you the truth?" Would you like to say a few words? There is no one I know here, it's too boring, just listen."

Zhang Qingyang thought that it didn't seem to have any effect on him, so he sat up and expressed his willingness to hear about it. Soon he realized what a big mistake he had made.

This man is really good at chattering, from his family's wholehearted hope that his son Jackie Chan would ruthlessly force him to go to Chonglingzong, to Zhongling's insanity and not treating new disciples as human beings, to Lingfeizhou's operation as dirty as a pigsty for many years. Dirty environment, I talked about it inside and out, Zhang Qingyang felt sleepy after hearing it.

Zhang Qingyang is a very patient person, and he insisted on listening to his nagging until night.

The nagging brother was very grateful to Zhang Qingyang for listening patiently, and gave him a pack of crabapple crisps, saying that he could make it for supper.

The crabapple crisps were squashed and really not very tasty.

The night will be dark.No matter how bad the conditions are, complaining is enough. When everyone was about to rest, a disciple walked over with a strong voice, "Who is Zhang Qingyang?"

Zhang Qingyang thought he finally came, and said, "I am."

The disciple said: "Come with me, the elder wants to see you." He turned around and left, Zhang Qingyang had to follow.

That disciple walked fast and moved like the wind, without any intention of slowing down. Zhang Qingyang had to trot to keep up.The Lingfei boat was too big and the passages were intricate, Zhang Qingyang memorized it carefully, and after walking for a while, the disciples in front suddenly stopped.

Zhang Qingyang looked up, and with the faint light, he could vaguely see that this was a small building with the door tightly closed.

The disciple stepped up the steps of the small building, turned his head and said: "You wait here for a while, I will go in and let you know, don't go away." He opened the door and went in.

Zhang Qingyang only waited for a breath, then turned and ran.

Who is waiting for you.

That disciple obviously led him around on purpose, and Zhang Qingyang's memory is not bad. After running wildly for a while, a woman suddenly yelled sharply: "There is a thief! The thief has come in!"

The lights are bright.

As soon as the lights came on, Zhang Qingyang could recognize the winding road more clearly, and his speed was much faster.

"Ah! My clothes are gone!"

"Thief? Where is the thief?!"

"Just now! Look at that!" Zhang Qingyang slumped subconsciously when he heard the voice, and soon realized that he was worrying too much. He ran faster, away from the light, and finally ran to the place where the new disciple lived. At that time, it was pitch black, and there was a shadowy person sitting at the door, seeming to be eating, bouncing and bouncing.

It was the nagging brother who could still see him: "Brother, where did you go just now?"

"Don't talk." Zhang Qingyang dragged the nagging brother inside, lowered his voice, "Lie down and sleep, hurry up."

"Huh?" The nagging brother looked puzzled, but he did as he did. Not long after the two of them lay down, the door was slammed: "Open the door, open the door!"

Everyone was startled awake, putting on their pants in a hurry. The female nuns outside patted dozens of shots, kicked open the door, the lights shone through, and there were panic calls.The female cultivator who took the lead yelled aggressively: "Who went out just now! Get out, old lady!"

No one said a word.

Brother Nagging probably understood what was going on, his eyes rolled straight away.

Seeing that no one answered, the leading female cultivator turned her head and said, "Lu Xingtang, come out and identify who looks the most like you?"

Unsurprisingly, Lu Xingtang pointed at Zhang Qingyang: "He! It's him!"

The nagging brother suddenly jumped up: "Who are you talking about? You don't have evidence, don't throw shit!"

Lu Xingtang was stunned for a moment, she never expected that such a person would appear suddenly, and she reacted very quickly: "I have no proof? He stole my clothes, so he must have dyed them with incense. I used Hua Weifengzhu has a unique fragrance, so all the sisters will know it as soon as they smell it!"

"Huawei Fengzhu? What the hell, isn't it too tasteless for you to use the incense of a bad street to harm people?" The nagging fellow snorted, and then he made an astonishing movement like lightning, he untied his waist A sachet was slapped on Zhang Qingyang's neck, and the fragrance burst out, filling the room with the bitter fragrance of "Nanfengmeng", and some people couldn't help but exclaimed.He looked provocative, "Come and smell it! Hahahaha!"

The leading female cultivator's face changed: "You are defending in every possible way, maybe you are his accomplice?" With a look of disgust on her face, the female cultivator who followed to watch the fun couldn't help showing a disgusted expression.

After all, the nagging brother's performance is too exaggerated, no matter how you look at it, there are ghosts.

The nagging brother's expression froze: "I stole clothes, am I an accomplice? You speak more seriously, Tianshui Wang's reputation is not something you can splash dirty water on!"

Upon hearing Tianshui Wang's name, the face of the leading female cultivator changed, and Lu Xingtang was even more startled: When did he get to know the Wang family's disciples?What can I do?

However, there is no turning back when you open the bow, and you can't avoid it if you want to.Lu Xingtang gritted his teeth and said, "I saw him sneaking into the female nun's accommodation with my own eyes, how could it be fake! You are from the Wang family, so it doesn't mean you can be unreasonable!"

"Okay, I'll reason with you. Please tell me where and when you saw it, and how did that thief get out. You have a successful cultivation, why didn't you catch him in the first place? Instead, you ran to the new disciples who have just started to practice, what is your intention? Miss Lu, your ability to play tricks is really bad, you are worthy of being born in a small place!"

Nagging my dear friend, he made Lu Xingtang pale, and the female cultivator who watched the excitement whispered and secretly laughed.

Elder Lu, who was in charge of escorting the disciples, came late. He had been standing outside the door for a while, and when he noticed that the situation had changed, he came out to cut through the mess quickly, and said calmly, "It's unbecoming not to sleep late at night and make noise! ​​Lu Xingtang, your I’ve heard about it, and it’s doubtful, so don’t draw conclusions casually, so let’s find out when we get back to the sect.” He glanced at the nuns, and reprimanded, “Go back! It’s a trivial matter that arouses your interest. Why don't you put this energy into cultivation!"

The turmoil subsided like this, and the new disciples fell asleep again, nagging my dear brother in a low voice: "Brother, I helped you, how can you thank me?"

Zhang Qingyang said honestly: "I don't have anything."

"Tsk, I'm not asking you for something, you just need to listen to me in the future. Hey, what I said today was really cool, that little bitch's face smells like a rotten egg, hahaha!"

"……thanks."

"You are really...cough, what's your name?"

"Zhang Qingyang." He paused, "Spring is Qingyang, summer is Zhu Ming."

"My name is Wang Chaosheng, Chaosheng who lives with the bright moon on the sea."