I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Hall of Yuanhe,

The exquisite fireball floats in the air, igniting the fairy fire with orange and gold.

The emerald green jade pot hangs above the fairy fire, and the dense mist wrapped in rich tea fragrance emerges from the spout of the pot, bringing out the sound of rolling tea.

He controlled the fire with tactics in the sky, and when the tea smoke from the spout of the pot gathered into a golden phoenix flower, he grabbed the Linglong fireball from the air.

Shen Haotian made a timely move, grabbed the emerald jade pot in his palm, sniffed the fragrance of tea lightly, and poured a cup for Baili Changkong from the air: "Sure enough, Yuan Jiuying will get this tea when he becomes a child, and it is also the kinship between their mother and child." .”

Baili Changkong took a sip of spiritual tea first, closed his eyes and tasted it, and then scolded Shen Haotian with a smile: "It's full of nonsense, but I made you think about this pot of spiritual tea, and eat your tea! "

Shen Haotian still had that serious look, grabbing the teapot and pouring tea one by one.

Qin Changsheng got up immediately, held the cup in both hands, and thanked respectfully.

Feng Yuanjiu didn't dare to be negligent, and then got up, took the tea bowl and took the golden tea soup gushing out of the mouth of the Bi Cui pot: "Thank you, Master, for giving me the tea."

Shen Haotian took back the jade pot, poured a tea bowl full for himself, sniffed the fragrance of the tea lightly, and said with a smile: "It's because I'm in your favor."

Feng Yuanjiu guessed that Shen Haotian's remarks should be related to this pot of spiritual tea, but he saw the two masters with his own eyes being contaminated by fireworks because of this pot of tea. He closed his mouth tightly and only lowered his eyes to drink tea.

In Bicui's tea bowl, the tea soup is golden and red.

A sip of tea soup, the fragrance overflows the mouth, and the aura rushes straight to the heart, first the fiery heat and then the refreshing coolness, and after several rounds of this, it turns into a warm current that melts into the limbs and bones, and the mouth is full of sweetness, refreshing .

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but took another sip.

Without knowing it, he drank a bowl of tea soup.

Having personally experienced the many benefits of this spiritual tea, Feng Yuanjiu understood the smoke and fire from the two lords because of this pot of tea. spiritual material.

Feng Yuanjiu praised sincerely: "It's wonderful!"

Baili Changkong's calm brows and eyes were tinged with a smile: "Although your master is not very in tune, one sentence is true. Your mother Miaoge's tea-making skills are the best in the world of comprehension."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Haotian's serious and serious face, there was really no way to associate him with the word "out of tune".

What's more, as a disciple and grandson, he really has no reason to judge the ancestors, so he smiled and took the opportunity to bring the conversation to the point: "When I was young, my mother always cooked tea for me, and I always disliked it. I want to drink, but I can’t.”

The cold and beautiful person, holding an empty tea bowl and looking downcast, is really pitiful.

Shen Haotian stored another bowl full of tea for Feng Yuanjiu, and comforted him: "This pot of tea was cooked on the fire by your mother before she left, and it is only a coincidence that it is only available today."

Feng Yuanjiu didn't drink the tea soup, but took the opportunity to ask: "My mother left home that day, and she didn't leave a word. The family only said that she was traveling to find the opportunity to achieve Taoism. But now it has been a hundred years. However, she has no news at all. From the words of the ancestor just now, the mother must have returned to the sect that day, and the disciple dared to ask, does the ancestor know the whereabouts of the mother?"

Shen Haotian heard the words, but looked towards the sky.

Baili Changkong cast a reproachful glance at Shen Haotian, sniffed the fragrance of tea, pondered for a while, and said in a gentle voice: "At that time, you were young, and Miao Ge was in charge of a teacher, so there were many things that were inconvenient to say to you."

Feng Yuanjiu said to himself as expected.

Remembering what his father said about his mother's doom, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but ask: "But I don't know where my mother is now. Is the important task of the teacher dangerous?"

Baili Changkong was silent for a moment, and said truthfully: "I have an appointment with Miao Ge to contact me every [-] years, but now I haven't heard from Miao Ge for [-] years."

Shen Haotian said: "Miao Ge is the most eccentric, and he will surely turn danger into good fortune."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "Don't dare to lie to the patriarch and the patriarch. When the disciple Yu Qionglou Yuyu met his father, his father once said that he had deduced his mother's fate based on the luck that his mother and he entwined. , my father said that there is a catastrophe in my mother's life, if she survives it, she will have a great journey, if she can't survive it, it may be difficult to reincarnate and rebuild."

Shen Haotian's expression changed slightly, he grasped the jade pot and closed his eyes, and began to deduce.

Baili Changkong also put down the tea bowl, took out a white jade compass from the Qiankun bag, and began to calculate the secret.

The way they calculate the secrets is different from that of the real Meng Yan, some of them are like the art of "Book of Changes", Feng Yuan stole the teacher's art in a grand manner, which is confirmed by his own "Lianshan Yi".

When the two masters put away their spells, he benefited a lot.

Of course, because he looked at it seriously, he did not miss the fleeting shock in the eyes of the two lords.

Feng Yuanjiu speculated in his heart about the derivation result between the ancestor and the master, so he couldn't help raising his heart and raising his courage.

Seeing Feng Yuanjiu's worry, Baili Changkong showed a slight smile on his brows and eyes, and without mentioning Feng Miaoge, he pointed out a golden talisman and printed it into Feng Yuanjiu's sea of ​​consciousness: "I watch you I am very interested in the art of playing the sky, this is the remnant of the "Nine Chapters" that I got from the ancient mansion in the early years, I can learn a little or two in my spare time."

Feng Yuanjiu stood up and bowed in salute: "Disciple, thank you Patriarch for bestowing the wonderful method."

Baili Changkong held up Feng Yuanjiu with a flick of his sleeve, and pointed at the futon: "There are no outsiders here, so there is no need to be polite."

Feng Yuanjiu respectfully agreed.

Baili Changkong was silent for a while, as if he had carefully considered his words: "I just calculated the secrets of the heavens, but I calculated that not only Miaoge will have a catastrophe, but the catastrophe of the world is coming. In robbery."

Shen Haotian nodded: "Exactly."

Seeing Feng Yuanjiu frowned, Qin Changsheng said in a harmonious voice, "12 years is a unitary society, 600 yuanhuis are a Hunyuan Measurable Calamity, and [-] Quantum Calamity is a Hunyuan Infinite Calamity. The great calamity of heaven and earth is this immeasurable calamity, a chance once in tens of billions of years is really rare, you should be lucky that you were born at the right time."

"..." Feng Yuanjiu was really speechless.

You must know that the catastrophe of heaven and earth means the catastrophe of killing one's body. In the catastrophe, if you can't get the Dao to jump out of the catastrophe, you have to get along with the Tao with your body, and it is difficult to reincarnate and rebuild.

Others avoid it, and it seems that only his master takes the great calamity as an opportunity.

In the catastrophe of heaven and earth, there are indeed countless opportunities, the premise is that you can save your life from the boundless slaughter.

What's more, in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, even the Venerable Master, the Demon Lord, the Most Holy and the Venerable Lord could not escape, the severity of the killing can be imagined.

Her master was too arrogant, Feng Yuanjiu thought to himself that he didn't have the ability to despise the world, so he was speechless.

Shen Haotian looked at the opportunity and poured himself another cup of spiritual tea, and said leisurely: "Reincarnation, birth and death, is the eternal way. Everything in the world is in this way, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth is nothing more than the infinity of this way. It’s all about concentration. Those who can break through this way and live forever will naturally live longer, and those who don’t have that fairy fate, even if there is no heaven and earth catastrophe, they still won’t have the chance to live forever.”

Baili Changkong nodded: "That's the reason. But you don't need to worry too much. Since we are all in this catastrophe, this catastrophe is naturally our game. At that time, I will do my best to protect you and others." .”

This is obviously the intention to end in person.

Feng Yuanjiu and Qin Changsheng respectfully agreed.

It's just that Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help thinking in his heart, the Venerable Master, the Demon Lord, the Supreme Saint and the Venerable Lord all went down one after another, might the Kyushu Continent be broken into a cosmic galaxy?

"From this point of view, Nephew Miao Ge's calamity should also be higher than the catastrophe of the world." Shen Haotian raised his eyes and asked Baili Changkong, "Is there any way, Master, to help her survive this catastrophe?"

Baili Changkong shook his head: "After several deductions, Miao Ge's fate is completely foggy. It is obvious that someone took the first step to cover up the secret."

Shen Haotian frowned, and snorted coldly: "Even my Taiqing's direct pulse is dared to move, so courageous!"

Baili Changkong sighed softly: "Every catastrophe is a carnival for ambitious people. Taiqing has been the number one Taoist sect in Jiuzhou for a long time, and this catastrophe may become the target of public criticism."

Qin Changsheng said calmly: "There is not only one Xuanmen in the world."

Baili Changkong and Qin Changsheng looked at each other for a while, with a smile on the end of their eyes: "That's exactly the reason."

Feng Yuanjiu heard the deep meaning of Baili Changkong and Qin Changsheng's words, his heart moved, and he secretly went through the major sects in Kyushu, and he already had countless calculations in his heart.

It's just that although he wanted to be too clear, there was no room for him to comment at the moment, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.

Seeing that the patriarch, master patriarch, and his own master were thinking about each other, Feng Yuanjiu got up and bowed and asked: "In the past in Qionglou Yuyu, my father once said that my disciple has a lifeline for his mother, and he passed on a secret technique to find his mother's trace. Now that the great catastrophe is about to begin, this disciple is really concerned about the safety of his mother, so he wants to go out to find her mother after making arrangements in the sect, and ask the patriarch for permission."

"It's hard for you to be filial, and I'm sure." Baili Changkong seemed to have known that he would say this, and immediately responded, "If there is any time in the door, I can entrust it to your master."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "No."

Baili Changkong waved his hand: "Since that's the case, you should deal with the affairs inside the door first. After you have dealt with it, come to the palace again. I have something to say."

Feng Yuanjiu knew that the patriarch had something to discuss with his master and master, so he took the opportunity to drive people away, so he quit Yuanhe Hall according to his words.

After leaving the Yuanhe Hall, Feng Yuanjiu issued the first golden decree, summoning the remaining eight disciples to discuss matters at Yingri Peak three days later, and then ordered Yuanbao to prepare a meeting place by summoning the paper crane.

However, he was not in a hurry to return to Yingri Peak, but went to Shouyang Mountain on the Wanli Xinghe - Kang Xuanyi was still waiting for him in the Moon Palace, and he also had various doubts to ask that person.

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