Guide to Cats in Xiuxianjie

After reporting safety to several people, Ye Huaijiu came back to the room and saw Ling Sangzhu who was reading a book. He originally thought that this master uncle should be reading some secret law classics. Why, Ye Huaijiu's face suddenly turned red. Although he had watched all kinds of movies in his last life, he used to sneak under the covers to watch them all by himself. Ling Sangzhu, who can watch them openly under the noses of others, is not bad. It is also rare to change one's face.

Xu Shi saw Ye Huaijiu's embarrassment, Ling Sangzhu put down the book in his hand, and teased, "Food, sex, and sex, if you deliberately avoid it, you will be inferior."

But this is not something worth deliberately discussing, is it?What's more, he is still a thousand-year-old monster. Ye Huaijiu felt that if someone was about his own age, he would not be so embarrassed.

"Besides, this book was also found in your room. It seems that there is something wrong with the kitten?" Ling Sangzhu couldn't help but look down, then retracted it as if nothing had happened, and then continued to study the script with a blank expression, but Ye Huai Liquor was teased a little ashamed.

"What's so good about being a human being? If you're afraid of this and that, and look forward to the future, it's better to be a beast. What do you think, kitten?" Ling Sangzhu suddenly made a sound, and Ye Huaijiu froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's all good, but it depends on which form is more conducive to survival. The so-called survival of the fittest is exactly the truth." Ye Huaijiu didn't know why Ling Sangzhu, who was reading the little yellow book, suddenly felt that it was not good to be a human being. , but I have been a person for more than ten years, and I still want to continue to be a human being, not to mention that there are so many monsters desperately trying to transform themselves. In summary, being a human is quite good.

"Survival of the fittest?" Ling Sangzhu read a few words silently, then put down the booklet in his hand, and lay down on the bed, "Since the nephew understands this truth, why don't you turn into a cat and let the uncle hug you to rest?"

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Time passed like water, and for a few months, Ye Huaijiu and his brother were not only wandering around the capital, but also went exploring in the nearby mountains. However, after the night's battle, their safety awareness also increased.

There are still seven days until the National Exhibition, but today’s day is a bit special, cold clothes are given away on the first day of October, and paper money is sent to Mingxiang【1】.Today's streets are empty, and occasionally a child who pops out will be dragged back by his mother.

The Cold Clothes Festival is also called the Ghost Head Festival. It is said that the ghost head festival opens the gate of the vagina. If you accidentally encounter the aisle of Yin soldiers, those who are not determined may follow the Yin soldiers to the underworld, and there is no possibility of returning to life.

Therefore, most people will end their ancestor worship activities before the time of Chen, and no one wants to hang out when they are close to the time of Zi.

Ye Huaijiu and Song Zhinan had never seen a similar scene before. Suddenly, the whole street was filled with braziers and fire lights, and there were faint sobbing sounds. Song Zhinan suddenly felt familiar, "Brother, is there really a ghost in this world?"

Ye Huaijiu had also heard the legends about hell and the underworld in his previous life, although he didn't mention it in this life's cultivation world, but judging by the avoidance of the elders, there should be something else hidden in it.

"Maybe the theory of the underworld in the cultivation world is different from that in the ordinary world. After all, cultivation is an act against the heavens. There is no such thing as reincarnation of the soul after death." Ye Huaijiu could see that something was wrong with Song Zhinan. Since Song Zhinan came to the ordinary world, the whole world People are very unusual, and Song Zhinan also liked the Four Books and Five Classics from the Mortal Realm when he was in the cultivation world. He recalled that Master said that Song Zhinan avoided talking about it, and it seemed that the identity of the third junior was not simple.

Song Zhinan nodded. He just suddenly felt that Huangquan was a little familiar. However, he had never been to the realm of self-cultivation, and he had only been in the mortal realm. I don't know if it's true or not, but the yin qi in the middle of the night is quite moderate, especially if the living people don't go out, it encourages the growth of yin qi."

Ye Huaijiu remembered Ling Sangzhu's instruction and explanation before going out, "No matter what, we still have to go out today. We have already found the mountain before, but we couldn't find the way to get in. Maybe today is the right time."

"What about that little fox?" Although Song Zhinan didn't like that fox, it wouldn't be a loss if the royal family of Pinghu could get a favor. The little fox turned out to be a three-tailed fox, and there might not be many three-tailed foxes in the foundation-building period in the entire Pinghu Lake.

Ye Huaijiu shook his head, "Since he is a foundation builder, the people at Aoxi should not be slow to treat him. We still have to get down to business."

Then Ye Huaijiu suddenly remembered something, "I didn't realize before that your cultivation in the mortal world is much faster than in the cultivation world."

"I'm also surprised, maybe I absorbed too much aura in the cultivation world before, and now the turbid energy will add up, but I can't suppress my cultivation." Although he doesn't know why, Song Zhinan always feels that he has an inexplicable feeling about the mortal world. His kindness is not only for this land, but also for the people here.

The two talked while walking, and after a while, they arrived at a hill in the north of the city. They said it was a hill, but it was not enough to see the mountains in the cultivation world. The capital is also very difficult.

After all, the mountains in the night are so weird, quiet and empty, but the people here can't help but feel guilty.

Originally, cultivators didn’t think there was anything special about the Cold Clothes Festival in the mortal world, but at this moment Yan Yuan couldn’t help shivering. He glanced at the lush jungle around him, and couldn’t help but get behind his senior brother, “Senior brother, this There are really ghosts in the land, right?"

The one who is called the senior brother is Su Jing, the contemporary head disciple of the Astrology School, which belongs to the five schools of the Northern Region, among the ten schools and fourteen schools. This school is similar to the Tianji School in the Southern Region. Comply with the destiny; however, Tianjizong obeys the destiny.

"Ghosts and gods say nothing is illusory, so don't scare yourself." Su Jing knocked Yan Yuan's head with the wooden sword in her hand. I specially sent you and me to check it out, don't lose face of the Astrology School."

Yan Yuan is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he tends to go his own way, and thanks to the great prestige of this head disciple, he dare not be presumptuous, but he still muttered, "Except for the Tianji Sect in the Southern Region, who would dare to provoke us. "

Just as Su Jing wanted to teach her juniors not to speak absurdly, she realized something was wrong here, and hurriedly threw Yan Yuan three feet away, and chanted a mantra to draw the power of the stars in the distance to wrap around the wooden sword. The wooden sword was flowing with silver light at this moment, like a sword made of starlight.

There is no aura here, Su Jing has no other way but the power of the stars in the sky, but the black energy from nowhere completely envelopes him, there is no way out, he has no other way out except to squander the aura in his body, in desperation Xia had no choice but to sacrifice the fire of the stars that had not been successfully recovered.

Although I don't know the origin of the fire, but the name of the star shows its extraordinary. The black mist in front of me is visibly becoming lighter to the naked eye, but the spiritual power in Su Jing's body can no longer support the burning of the flame, let alone he has not really regained it.

Just when he wanted his little junior to run quickly, a silver light flashed in front of him, and the black mist was instantly smashed to pieces. When the silver light came again next time, the black mist seemed to scurry around consciously, Su Jing's danger has been resolved.

Su Jing turned her head and saw her junior brother crying loudly, standing beside two teenagers who were about the same age as her junior brother, to see which sect disciples they should be, "Su Jing, a disciple of the Astrology Sect, thank the two fellow Taoists for saving their lives. kindness."

After bowing deeply, Su Jing wanted to say something more, when she saw a young man holding a folding fan in his left hand and a long whip in his right slapped his junior brother on the back, and shouted loudly: "Calm your mind, let your spirit go!" Seven orifices."

After watching the younger brother settle down, the other party turned around and bowed slightly to him, "So it's Senior Brother Su from the Astrological School, and next to me is Ye Huaijiu from Guiyuanmen, and next to me is my younger brother Song Zhinan."

Song Zhinan didn't seem to be good at talking, after nodding his head, he didn't express anything else.

Ye Huaijiu went to Su Jing's side and carefully observed the place where Su Jing was trapped just now. It turned out that there was a mass grave in front of it, but this place was out of reach of ordinary people on the top of the mountain. Few people found it. This black mist was used as nourishment.

"The black mist sucks vitality." Seeing Ye Huaijiu exploring this place, Su Jing couldn't help expressing her own feelings, "After a few moments of silence, I feel like I've lost ten years of vitality. If a mortal passes by here... "

Everyone passing by here has become a corpse, no wonder the local people think that this mountain has a path of evil soldiers, and there is nothing more to do with Huang Quan.

"Although I don't know if this place is a place of darkness, but my uncle thinks there is a great crisis and opportunity, I wonder if the two of you are interested in breaking into it?" Su Jing is also a kind person, if it wasn't for Ye Huaijiu who saved them The two senior brothers, although they will not lose their lives, but he has no chance to get his hands on the opportunity of this place.

Ye Huaijiu originally thought that this place was not simple, but now he heard Su Jingzhi's words and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He had also heard of the name of the Astrology School, who used the stars as a guide to calculate the affairs of the world.

"Little brother is disrespectful." Since Ye Huaijiu knows the opportunity here, he definitely wants to make a foray. As for whether the two brothers, Su Jing, have bad intentions, he doesn't care at all. He is confident that his strength is not the means of the younger generation. Can handle.

Song Zhinan also had no objection, nodded and held the sword and looked at the mass grave for a long time, unable to recover, as if he had found something that had been calling him for a long time since he came to the mortal world.

While waiting for Yan Yuan, the three of them were also adjusting their breath to adjust their state to the best.

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