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Yu Wuya said: "That's right. "The Art of Transforming Life" is Yuan Yao's self-created exercise. This exercise allowed him, a self-destructive person, to rise to the top within a few decades. Do you think it's powerful?"

"Master is so powerful, he will definitely be able to ascend in the future." Yuan Jiuxiao had a kind of blind trust in Qin Juan. Although he knew that Yu Wuya was a monk who crossed the tribulation and should have learned better than Qin Juan, he still preferred it. Believe in Qin Juan, feel that Qin Juan can do anything.

Yu Wuya snorted arrogantly: "The practice of "Hua Sheng Jue" was very slow at the beginning, and it became faster and faster in the later stages. It has never been seen in this world for a thousand years, and your master has such an inheritance, which is interesting and interesting.

"Kid Qin Juan gave you the formula so easily, and didn't let you swear an oath not to let it out. I don't think he knows the magic of the formula of transformation. A brilliant skill is more powerful than thousands of money. Xinxin, if people know that your master has this inheritance, hehe, I'm afraid he won't live to be a baby."

Yuan Jiuxiao was suddenly nervous, and almost wanted to go to Qin Juan immediately and remind him not to reveal the secret of the Huasheng Jue, but in Qin Juan's eyes, he was just a disciple of the Yuan clan, and should not know the secrets of the "Huasheng Jue".

People really can't lie. Once they tell a lie, many things will be out of their control.

Qin Juan didn't know that the disciple he had just accepted was in a state of extreme entanglement. He walked slowly and saw that the sky was full of wind and snow. It is the tile on the eaves.

Daoist Jindan is invulnerable to wind and snow, and the snowflakes will automatically roll away when they come within an inch of him.

Even though the wind and snow were very heavy, the disciples in Guanzhong did not slack off and were still doing their homework. The younger disciples were boxing and practicing martial arts on the field, and the older disciples were chanting and practicing in the hall. Qin Juan walked in the wind and snow, only feeling that he was My heart calmed down a little bit, but it was not dead silence, but peaceful and joyful.

This is a very delicate state of mind, but it is also an extremely comfortable state of mind. He was immersed in this rare state and couldn't help but smile.

Guanzhu Su was leading the disciples to recite the scriptures and explained the meaning of the scriptures for them. When he saw Qin Juan coming, his eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled at him, and then continued to teach the disciples.

Qin Juan casually grabbed a futon and sat down, looking at the snow falling outside the house, it was quite pleasant.

Not long after, after the morning class, Master Su invited him to sit in the inner courtyard, accompanied by a handsome young disciple.Qin Juan looked at the face of this little boy, and asked casually, "Is this the new disciple of the temple master?"

Guanzhu Su smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, obviously he liked his little apprentice very much, "You were already in retreat when he came, Qingchun, hurry up and salute."

Xiaodaotong saluted respectfully, and said: "Xiaodao Zhang Qingchun, I have met my uncle."

After Qin Juan lived in Songyun Temple, he and Su Guanzhu became friends as brothers, and Su Guanzhu's apprentices called him Shishu.Everyone in the audience knew that this was a Jindan cultivator and respected him very much.

Qin Juan nodded, feeling vaguely familiar with the name Zhang Qingchun.

Sitting at the table, he saw Zhang Qingchun skillfully boiling water and making tea, and there was a butterfly-shaped red spot on his right hand, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He remembered who this person was!

In the original novel, Zhang Qingchun is not a passer-by like him, but an important supporting role, the most loyal right-hand man of the hero Yuan Jiuxiao.

Zhang Qingchun, also known as Songdie Zhenren.He was born in poverty, with birthmarks all over his body. He was bullied and ridiculed since he was a child. It was not until he entered a certain Taoist temple and became a direct disciple of the temple master that his situation improved.The temple master not only took him on the road of practice, but also removed the birthmark on his body, leaving only a butterfly-shaped red spot on his right hand, which was intentionally left by Zhang Qingchun himself, in order to remember the temple master's love for him. Kindness.

It's a pity that his relationship with the temple master is too shallow, and he has only been the temple master's apprentice for half a year.

One night, an injured monk passed by the Taoist temple. In order to heal his wounds, he swallowed the entire Taoist temple. Only Zhang Qingchun was sent thousands of miles away by the temple master with the only escape talisman, so he escaped.

Zhang Qingchun was also unlucky. He was sent to the lair of the notorious pharmacist Qi Lian by the escape talisman. He became the pharmacist's pharmacist. Never lost my mind.

Later, the male protagonist Yuan Jiuxiao was ordered to exterminate the Qilian pharmacist, rescued Zhang Qingchun, and gave Zhang Qingchun the inheritance of Qilian's ancestor. and Gu masters.

On the surface, Zhang Qingchun has nothing to do with the protagonist, but secretly he is the staunchest supporter of the hero and Yuan Jiuxiao's most loyal younger brother.The protagonist went to the magic way to do sect missions several times, and it was all facilitated by the real Songdie.

Later, Master Songdie discovered that the real culprit who killed his teacher was a monk from Zhengfengmen. The hero helped his younger brother kill the enemy, and the younger brother became more and more loyal to him from then on.The author also relied on this branch line to complete twenty or thirty chapters.

Qin Juan was in a complicated mood. He didn't expect that the handsome little Taoist priest in front of him was actually the famous Songdie real person in the original book. No wonder he called himself Songdie...

The pine represents Songyun Temple, and the butterfly represents the kindness of the temple master to him.

"Mr. Qin, this retreat must have benefited a lot. I think your aura has become more solid." Su Guanzhu said with a smile.

Qin Juan forced a smile, and said, "I haven't congratulated Guanzhu Su for getting a good disciple. I think this kid is smart and clever. Has he been a beginner for half a year?"

Su Guanzhu thought for a while: "Almost, I accepted him as a beginner just after you retreated."

Qin Juan hooked the corners of his mouth, always feeling that there was a heavy black air on Guanzhu Su's head, and a huge death word had been pressed down.

The misfortune of Songyun Temple is imminent.

Qin Juan pretended to be worried, so he was not in the mood to chat with Su Guanzhu. He excused that Yuan Qingchen was still waiting for him to go back, and left amidst Su Guanzhu's voice mocking him for pampering his apprentice too much.

When he went back, he still walked, with pines and snow, red tiles and white walls. The scenery was the same as when he came, but his mood had changed.

From a safety point of view, he should take his little apprentice and leave this right and wrong place immediately, but he couldn't bear to give up the lives of so many people.

The Taoist priests have lived here for a long time, living almost isolated from the world, and practicing martial arts every day.Qin Juan really couldn't think of any reason he could use to persuade them to leave this place.

There are no real prophets in this world, but there is a premonition, that is, "felt a little XXXXX in the dark" that often appears in cultivation texts. The premonition may not necessarily visit the monk when he is facing a major turning point, and it only exists for the monk himself. .

In other words, even if Qin Juan lied and told the audience of Songyun that he had a premonition of danger, the people of Songyun Temple would think that the danger was aimed at Qin Juan himself.Qin Juan left the Taoist temple and the Taoist priests left the Taoist temple. Everyone would think that the former was the reasonable solution.

After all, a Jindan cultivator who came here not long ago, and a Taoist temple that has lived in the mountains for a long time and has little communication with the outside world, no matter how you look at it, the former has a higher chance of causing a fatal disaster.

Qin Juansi thought about it, but he couldn't think of a reason to persuade the entire Taoist temple to move out of here immediately. He was agitated and thought that it would be better to let Guanzhu Su order the Taoist priests to evacuate tomorrow. If Su Guanzhu refused, he would pretend to be a villain , forcing Guanzhu Su to submit.

It's much better than watching a Taoist become a villain and eating blood in his mouth.

Unknowingly, he walked back to the gate of his courtyard. Yuan Jiuxiao was waiting for him in the courtyard. When he saw his figure, he immediately laughed and ran towards the door. When he got close, he saw Qin Juan frowning slightly, as if he was worried Like something, he stopped laughing and said in a low voice, "Master?"

Qin Juan was called back to his senses by his master, and he broke free from his troubles, with a smile on his face unconsciously.

"Why are you still standing in the yard with such heavy snow?"

Yuan Jiuxiao pursed his lower lips, and asked cautiously, "Is there something bothering you, Master?"

Qin Juan sighed softly in his heart, feeling that his little apprentice was too sensitive, and he didn't want to lie to others, but he couldn't tell his little apprentice what he was worried about, so he gently brushed the snowflakes off Yuan Jiuxiao's head, Said: "It's a little bit, but once you see us clean the dust, you don't have to worry about anything."

Yuan Jiuxiao looked at him happily, his eyes were shining brightly, as if his eyes were carrying an unknown light source, illuminating everything he could see.

Obviously, the worrying things didn't decrease at all, but Qin Juan's heart became much more relaxed. He pinched Yuan Jiuxiao's cheek, a little regretful: "The meat is gone."

Yuan Jiuxiao: "Then I'll get fatter."

Qin Juan dragged him into the house, and when he reached the eaves, he rubbed his hands on his body, and the wet spots on Yuan Jiuxiao's body were all dried up.

He went to embrace Yuan Jiuxiao's shoulder, but saw the little apprentice blushing like blood, and wondered: "Why are you blushing like this?"

Yuan Jiuxiao hesitated for a long time, but couldn't tell why.

Only then did he remember that he had just rubbed the little apprentice's whole body. He only wanted to dry the little apprentice's clothes, but he forgot that doing so would make the little apprentice feel uncomfortable.

Qin Juan said: "I'm sorry, I just forgot my sense of propriety, Master won't touch you like this in the future, huh?"

Yuan Jiuxiao stayed for a moment before saying: "I don't have that... I'm... high, happy. That's why I'm shy."

Qin Juan: "Happy?"

Yuan Jiuxiao: "When you're happy, you forget to breathe, and you... suffocate red."

Qin Juan: "..."

Where did this silly little cutie come from?

Qin Juan rubbed his face expressionlessly, and said, "Yes, I see."

In fact, I was so cute that I wanted to roll on the ground, pounding the table and roaring.

Qin Juan said seriously: "Next time when you are happy, remember to breathe."

Yuan Jiuxiao nodded seriously.

Qin Juan: "Pfft." Silly boy.

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