pig auspicious

"Master~ It's sprouting." Jixiang held up a small gray earthen pot to Qinghua to see.

Qinghua stopped correcting Danzhu's fingering and straightened his waist.

"Sprout, sprout." Jixiang walked around Tsinghua University.

Qinghua's classes are very individual, and different apprentices teach different things—but whether it's Danzhu's piano skills or auspicious gardening, it's a pity that in the Zichen Pavilion and Taiqing Palace on Zhaoyao Mountain, the strict to almost harsh training It seems unreliable in comparison.

Two days ago, Qinghua dug out a small gray flowerpot out of nowhere, and gave a seed to the little pig for Jixiang to plant.

Whether or not the soil needs to be loosened, when to water it, whether to fertilize or not—it doesn’t matter at all, just let Jixiang bury the seeds in the flowerpot and walk around with the flowerpot in his arms, unable to leave his body for a moment.

It's not like growing flowers, it's like hatching eggs.

This is also one of the reasons why Jixiang is not willing to go to school. He carries a small flower pot everywhere. Not to mention the rustic shape of the flower pot, it is inconvenient to move around.

Moreover, the seed given by Qinghua is simply a stone, and after being buried in the flowerpot, there is no movement at all, which makes Jixiang who is walking around with a (seemingly) empty flowerpot even more stupid.

When Jixiang almost thought that Qinghua had really given him a stone in the shape of a seed, the seed finally germinated.

With a smile in his eyes under Qinghua's mask, he took the small flower pot and praised Jixiang very much.

The buds in the small flower pot just nodded timidly, and it was almost impossible to detect without looking carefully.

"Auspicious, do you know what this is?" Qinghua gently touched the bud with his fingertips.

"Huabei." Jixiang said.

Qinghua chuckled, shook his head and remained silent.

Qinghua looks gentle and harmless, with a personable demeanor, but those who are familiar with his details know that—in fact, compared to the other two mountain masters of Zhaoyao Mountain, Qinghua, who is laughing and talking, can turn the three worlds upside down with a flick of his fingers super killer.

The bad-tempered master entrusted the young apprentice to plant the ancient poison ivy, Huangquan Ironthorn, which had long since disappeared in the Three Realms.

Huangquan Iron Thorn was born in the Pit of Ten Thousand Bone, and gathered countless grievances into form. When it grows up, the iron branch is covered with blood-colored barbs, and the grip stretches for hundreds of miles. Wherever it goes, all the creatures are drawn into the barbs The bones are broken, the flesh is broken, and there is no escape.

Bodhisattva Panji personally cut off the roots and branches of Huangquan iron thorns that devoured countless creatures and monsters ten thousand years ago, and scraped off a piece of flesh and blood on his right arm by the iron thorns.But because of this, it was successfully buried in the eight cold hells, and the Huangquan iron spines have disappeared in the Three Realms since then.

The iron thorns in Huangquan are one of the most dangerous things in the Three Realms, and they will be out of control once they see blood.

"It's fine as long as there is no blood."——Qinghua said so.

No one knew exactly how many contrabands Qinghua had in his hands that were on the same level as the Huangquan Iron Spike—not many people even knew that Qinghua had the Huangquan Iron Thorn.

But Qinghua's strength is enough for him to firmly hold on to those things, be it good or evil, that will be terrible enough to defy the sky once they are reawakened.

For example, the current Huangquan iron thorn has no chilling yin at the moment, curled up like a stunted bean sprout in an auspicious small flowerpot.

"Jixiang, how did you make it germinate?" Qinghua led Jixiang into a bamboo building. "There was no movement two days ago, right? How did it work?"

It is not easy to revitalize Huangquan Iron Thorn. Qinghua has always been intuitive. He just thinks that Jixiang may have potential in a certain aspect-but he did not expect Jixiang to succeed so quickly.

Jixiang thought about it. "Well, I tried to germinate it at first, but it ignored me."

Little Pig is used to playing with Old Clam Starfish in the East China Sea. When he goes out to the sea and faces little things like flowers and grasses, he always thinks he can talk to them.

"Then, I just wanted to see what it would look like if it germinated."

Deja vu words.

Qinghua recalled Jixiang's dejected look with his head drooping when he was at the bottom of the valley last time.

"Then you imagined in front of the flowerpot?" Qinghua pushed open the door.

"Hmm." Ji Xiang said seriously. "And then I actually saw it."

Qinghua stopped walking.

"What did you see?"

Qinghua looked down at Jixiang, his eyes seemed to penetrate the torrent of the ages, and countless stars flowed.

"I sat there in a daze, and suddenly I saw how it sprouted in my mind." Ji Xiang gestured with his hand, "It's how it grows now, small..."

Jixiang's narration was a little bit out of mind, but Qinghua understood it completely.

"Then it really looks like that?" Qinghua smiled.

"Then it really looked like that." Ji Xiang nodded.

"Auspicious..." Qinghua let go of the little pig's hand, rummaged through a pile of old rags, and buried his elegant and luxurious robes in the dust without hesitation. "Maybe you're a little genius."

"Really?" It was the first time Jixiang heard someone praise him so much. Although he didn't understand why Qinghua said that, he was still happy.

Qinghua took out a plain white cloth from under several old boxes. "That's right, if you didn't make a wrong judgment as a teacher, or if you didn't have hallucinations, then your ability will make Tongying regret to heaven."

The corners of Qinghua's mouth curled up high: "But it's useless to regret, he personally handed you over to me, and it's too late to take it back."

"Who is Tongying?"

"It's the first time you saw it when you went up the mountain..." Qinghua waved his hand casually, and the door automatically closed with a bang. "If you can really go around time and see Huang... well, the various shapes of that little grass, it proves that you may have a very powerful ability..."

"You are such a baby, auspicious." Qinghua smiled and ruffled the little pig's soft hair.

……

Qinghua personally dug out the [bean sprouts] by the root, wrapped it in the white cloth he found, and held it in front of Jixiang.

"Auspicious, what would it look like if it grew up a bit?"

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"This is homework." Qinghua raised his hand, preventing Jixiang from taking the [bean sprouts], "You just need to think about it, you don't need to plant it anymore—don't think too far, just think about it growing a little bit longer What will it look like?"

If you think about it while holding the Huangquan Iron Thorn, maybe the time when Jixiang sees it is when the Huangquan Iron Thorn grows up.

If auspiciousness really wakes up Huangquan Iron Thorn, Qinghua will be in big trouble.

"Homework?" Ji Xiang stared.

Qinghua nodded. "As soon as you figure it out, you can leave school - you can go home before the clock rings."

Jixiang immediately boiled.

Leave get out of class early!The temptation is too great!

"I'll go and see if that kid Huoli killed my black feather beast first, and if he sees it, come find me and tell me about it." Qinghua put the shoots of Huangquan iron thorns into his sleeves, just thinking Turning around, Ji Xiang grabbed the corner of his clothes. "……auspicious?"

Ji Xiang's face turned red at some point, as if he had exerted too much force.

Qinghua thinks this is probably a sign that Jixiang is trying to meditate.

He couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, it's still early..."

"No leaves!"

Qinghua was stunned.

Ji Xiang's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were tightly frowned: "Yeah, it doesn't grow leaves, but it grows very long... and it has sharp points—?"

Qinghua's hands covered Jixiang's eyes, and Jixiang immediately stopped talking.

"I let you see how it [grows up a little more], but it didn't make you think so far." Qinghua's voice sounded softly in Jixiang's ear, and the little pig immediately went into a daze.

Qinghua just wanted to test the extent of Jixiang's ability, and didn't seriously intend to let Xiaozhu see the bloody appearance of the iron thorns in Huangquan thousands of years ago, covered with bones.

Qinghua recited the syntax mantra in a low voice, and slowly moved his hand over Jixiang's eyes.

"Master..." Jixiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if waking up from a dream. "What did you say you wanted me to do?"

"I said you did a good job."

"You can leave school." Qinghua announced with a smile.

It's good to be able to go back early... But after Qinghua left, Ji Xiang suddenly remembered - Huo Li didn't know where to practice the homework assigned by the master!Don't even think about listening to the lamp, you know you can't find it!

——Then how does he go down the mountain?

Jixiang stepped out and came to a narrow nine-curved glazed bridge.

As soon as the fat crane saw Jixiang coming out, it flapped its wings proudly, and led a group of suitors behind it to fly to a higher cliff, where it disappeared into the clouds and mist.

snort.Who cares.

Ji Xiang walked to Zichen Pavilion.

"Ao Bai can't come anymore." A boy with a round face said to Jixiang, showing a dimple on one side: "He seems to be injured..."

"Injured?" Ji Xiang blinked.

The boy recalled it. "Anyway, that's what his vassal told the master...it seems like he fought with his cousin?"

The word "cousin" immediately reminded Jixiang of a domineering face.

"Thank you." Jixiang said. "I didn't know that Ao Bai was injured."

"It's okay." The boy smiled innocently. "Then I'm going in...if you could let go of my sleeve?"

Ji Xiang smiled: "You can see that he is a warm-hearted person."

……

So the enthusiastic people had to send auspiciousness out of the valley.

It's not time for someone from the East China Sea to pick him up, and Hulu can be used when he descends the mountain, so Jixiang flew towards the East China Sea unsteadily, completely forgetting what Ao Guang told him not to act alone.

Leaving Nanshan is the West Sea, and the auspicious snoring slowed down.

Ao Bai was injured...was he beaten by Ao Xin?

The last time I had a face-to-face meeting with Ao Xin, I didn't need to guess to tell that Ao Xin was very arrogant, and I looked down on Ao Bai.

As a result, I was surprised by the snoring of the water gun by accident.

The more Jixiang thought about it, the more he felt that Aoxin must have lost face last time, and then waited for an opportunity to retaliate.

Ao Bai obviously can't beat Ao Xin, will he be beaten badly?

Although Ao Bai is not likable, he has helped him anyway...

Jixiang walked around the West Sea for a while, and finally decided to stop by to see Ao Bai.

There is Ao Guang's water-repelling pearl in the pig's body, and it can pass through the four seas-so Jixiang swaggered down to the West Sea, and Ao Bai took his route back to the palace and dived down to the last memory.