I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　 Gulu Gulu Gulu~~

　　 The sound of gulping alcohol.

　　 I don’t know how many catties the peach blossoms have bloomed, but after March, I rushed to the tail of April, but it still hasn’t withered.

　　 There is a drunkard under the flower.

　　 The alcoholic is drinking.

　　 But the alcoholic is like the sun.

　　He is here, just like spring is always there, and the flowers never fade.

　　 Gulu Gulu Gulu~~

"Comfortable."

　　 Xia lay very lazily.

　　 was holding a book in his hand, reciting:

　　"A child alone can't see a raccoon dog? Humble and humble, waiting for the sorrowful person;

　　 Today's husband is bullying, it's as big as a cloud falling from the sky. This can be a big deal, but not a rat.

　　 There are big trees in this day, and it is useless to suffer from them; why not trees in the land of nothing, the wild in the wild?

　　 Hesitation is almost nothing to its side, and it is like lying down.

　　 Axe, innocuous; there is nothing to use, and you are in distress? "

　　 After reading, he put the book aside.

　　 murmured: "It's not a catastrophic axe, the thing is harmless; there is nothing to use, and it is hard to be safe?"

　　 After reading, he laughed twice.

　　 Azi obediently sits beside her master in a duckling posture. She likes the way her master reads. It seems that even if she doesn't go to read, she feels that she has gained a lot.

　　 "Master, what do you mean by this sentence?"

　　 Xia Jidao: "If the tree is not mature, it will not be chopped down by an axe and short-lived. People think it is useless, and it can live freely in the wilderness."

　　 "Oh." Azi seemed to understand.

　　 Xia Ji smiled and said, "I am this useless tree, so I am at ease."

　　 "Oh." Azi still seemed to understand, but felt a pain in his brain, and suddenly jumped up, "I'm going to dry the quilt~~"

　　 After a while, she took out Xia Ji's sheet from the cabin and hung it on a tree demon. At the same time, she lay on her stomach and let it dry on the tree trunk. Her fur should also be dried together.

　　 Xia Ji lay under the peach tree demon tree, watching the bees buzzing and dancing among the flowers.

　　 And those cute flower monsters also fly with the bees.

　　 He felt a little sleepy and yawned.

　　 Suddenly, the bee's voice disappeared.

　　 Xia opened her eyes curiously, just in time to see a cute flower fairy eating the bee in one bite.

　　 Xia Ji:...

　　 The flower demon hurriedly spit out the bees and shouted: "Father, I am hiding and seek with the bees."

　　 The bee ran away like crazy.

　　 Xia Ji closed his eyes again, and the flower demon turned into a gust of wind, swept out quickly, and ate the escaped bee with another bite, and then began to chew and swallow.

　　 After a short while, the bees are all gone!

　　......

　　 Xia lay very leisurely.

　　 But things about him have been spread out.

　　 Many people were shocked at how this lazy and useless little uncle was actually upright.

　　 Although these people don't know what Haoran's righteousness is, it doesn't prevent them from understanding that this is a very powerful talent.

　　 And in the end, it was this awe-inspiring righteousness that formed a balance with the purple demon fire.

　　 This little uncle may have sealed a terrible monster with his body.

　　 ending...

　　 Someone regrets.

　　Someone regrets.

　　Some people admire it.

　　 Someone questioned.

　　 Someone laughed.

　　 But no matter what, the incident spread out and farther away.

　　 Compared with directly confirming his "uselessness", there is one more ups and downs, and it can be confirmed and understood for so long, and it is considered reasonable.

　　 The tsubaki tree is useless, so I have to be free in the wind and wander freely;

　　 mayfly is short-lived, so you can see the day and night;

　　Why show up in the forest and become a catastrophe;

　　 Why do you have to take a trip in three mountains, four seas and five lakes?

　　......

the other side.

　　 In front of Prince Cave.

　　The old way is close.

　　 Yu Qingzhu can't open the door, but he can.

　　 The old Taoist voice is calm: "Lingluzi, it's me."

　　 This calm voice has extremely strong penetrating power and can penetrate this thick stone gate.

　　 a long time.

　　 No one answered.

　　 The old Dao raised his hand and patted the stone wall, and a roulette-like thing appeared on the stone wall.

　　 The old road spins the roulette a few times at a certain rhythm, and then backs away.

　　 Click, click...

　　 Shimen lifted.

　　 Brightly illuminates the scene inside the Prince’s Cave: Three habitable stone caves are shaped like triangles, facing a golden statue of incense in the center.

　　 However, all three caves are empty.

"Lingluzi, have you been involved in this after you have been in retreat for so long?" Old Dao closed his eyes, his eyes fell to the third empty cave again, frowning slightly, showing a bit of doubt, as if he had forgotten something. , And then cover the Shimen.

　　 The setting sun shone, showing the annual rings of a broken tree outside the cave, and also showing his head full of silver hair, rickety body, and the light and fluttering wooden sword behind him.

　　酉 time has come, it’s time for evening class.

　　 Master Qingzhu dressed in a mysterious robe, and sat coldly on the first futon in the chanting hall.

　　 She is only in her early twenties, she is delicate and beautiful, and the moles of tears add more charm. This is the time when the man's heart is most fascinating.

　　 However, none of the disciples in the chanting hall dared to have a blasphemous heart.

　　, sitting on the front futon of the chanting hall, is a statue of a **** carved out of thousands of years of ice. It is crystal clear and beautiful, without human fireworks, which is admirable, but inaccessible.

　　 As she sits, the atmosphere in the temple seems to be suppressed, and it shows a strange solemnity.

　　 Yu Qingzhu glanced at the disciples, her pupils were lost for a moment, and no one knew what she was thinking.

　　 Immediately afterwards, she closed her eyes and chanted sutras to save the soul of the dead.

　　 In the chanting hall, the sound of chanting is heard.

　　 Outside the door and window, the setting sun is like blood.

　　 There is fog in the mountains, and the Taoist palace on the top of the deep mountain is about to be submerged between the ups and downs.

　　 suddenly,

　　 Tao Tong's voice sounded in the distance.

　　 "Brother Yu Chongshan, Brother Mo Kongyun, you need a sword to enter the chanting hall..."

　　 Dao Tong's footsteps are also very rapid,

　　 Accompanied by the rapid sway of two swords,

Getting closer.

　　 But these voices were drowned out by the chanting.

　　 "Brother, brother, Jiejian..."

　　 "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

　　 "Brother..."

Dao Tong is about to cry. These two brothers are usually calm, one is righteous, one is strong with sword Yu Xuangui, and the other is thin with sword and Zidian. They are all outstanding among Wudang disciples. What happened today? ?

　　 The two seniors looked weird, as if they couldn't hear themselves, they just walked to the chanting hall vigorously and resolutely.

　　 Dao Tong faintly felt a little weird, but this is Wudang.

　　 These two are both seniors.

　　He only said that the brother is in a hurry.

　　 Yu Chongshan, Mo Kongyun quickly walked to the chanting hall.

　　 Mo Kongyun's complexion suddenly became savage, and he kicked open the hall door fiercely.

　　 Yu Chongshan didn't even think about it. He grabbed the long sword at his waist and pulled out with his right hand. He took a sudden step forward and swept straight towards Master Qingzhu on the futon at the head of the palace.

　　 The man is still in the air, his sword has already been swung forward abruptly, and a sharp sword aura cut through the air.

　　 If it is chopped down, a blood line will appear on Yu Qingzhu's eyebrows, and then the whole person will be chopped in half.

　　 Her heart is like still water, but her reaction is extremely fast.

　　 Although puzzled, he opened his eyes when he felt the door open.

　　 Seeing Yu Chongshan's move, he rolled aside.

　　 Xianxiansu put his hand in his arms, held a yellow talisman and shot it out, his red lips moved quickly, chanting words.

　　 Yu Qingzhu is the only one who regards painting symbols as a hobby, and just draws a few if nothing happens.

　　 Therefore, she has a wad of talisman in her arms all year round.

　　哧~~

　　 symbol burns.

　　 In the middle of the air, a transparent outline of the land appeared, more than three meters high, and blasted towards Yu Chongshan with a punch.

　　 Yu Chongshan's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't care about the land's attack, and then cut a sword aura towards Yu Qingzhu.

　　 All the Taoist priests looked stupid, and were stunned on the spot. What is going on?

　　 On the other side, Mo Kongyun also followed ~www.wuxiahere.com~ in the form of a purple electric, with a sword of light and cold, lasing came.

　　 Yu Qingzhu held the talisman again.

　　 symbol out.

　　 burning.

　　 Another land ghost.

　　 Yu Qingzhu forcibly raised his qi, and at the same time drew around a large column with two people next to him, to avoid the second sword qi that Yu Chongshan had cut out.

　　 She has a lot of doubts in her heart, but now is not the time to think about things.

　　嘭嘭! !

　　 Two loud noises.

　　 The land blasted off two people.

　　哧~~~

　　 On the other side, Yu Chongshan’s sword light is still fast after all. Although Yu Qingzhu barely escaped, the mysterious robe on his arm was cut by this sword.

　　 The sound of cracking silk came, and at the same time, the blood overflowing afterwards reddened the black cloth of this mysterious robe.

　　 Apparently, Yu Qingzhu was also injured.

　　 After a brief confrontation, many disciples of the Temple of Chanting responded. Although they did not have swords, they were crowded and surrounded by people from all sides.

　　 Yu Chongshan, Mo Kongyun was hit by the land head-on. It was difficult to get up, but they didn't seem to be afraid and had no plan to speak. They just laughed weirdly.

　　 Then, just as everyone was about to talk, the two suddenly turned their swords upside down and reached between their necks.

　　 his left hand slammed,

　　 With the sword in his right hand, he cut quickly without hesitation.

　　 At the same time, the left hand makes a forceful throwing movement towards the distance.

　　 After a pause, the two separated their heads,

　　 and the two heads were thrown far away by themselves,

　　 passed through the crowd and landed on Yu Qingzhu's side.

　　 Two familiar heads opened their eyes and looked at the future head of Wudang with weird smiles. They were saying...

"good evening".