82nd bowl of soup (1)

"Master, don't you really go back with me?" Mo Ze stared at Qing Huan closely, his little face serious.

Qing Huan shook his head: "I went to see Yi Xiaodie's world. I don't know what happened there, but the whole world was destroyed."

Mo Ze bulged his cheeks: "But isn't this taken for granted? The master said that the world will grow, age, and die."

"That's right, but the death of the world comes from aging, they will only die naturally, but from Yi Xiaodie, we know that her world is not natural death, but man-made." Qinghuan bent over and pinched. Pinched Mo Ze’s nose, "You go back obediently and send Sheman to reincarnation, and don’t tell her that in the next few decades, Bo Xi’s father and son are doing very badly. Don’t tell her anything, just tell her. She, it’s enough for us to save people."

"But the master... they are so pitiful, they are innocent, all this is wrong with Yi Xiaodie, can't we change all of this?"

Qing Huan listened and sighed: "You have to understand that no matter how strong we are, we should know that in this countless world, in this uncertain destiny, there is something called helplessness." She still should not choose time arbitrarily. Appearing, it is really good to have Qiong Tong, but relatively she must also watch certain things happen. Every minute and every second, there will be too many misfortunes in the world, it is impossible for her to avoid them all, because this is destined.

If she intervenes to let people live peacefully and happily in this life, what about the next life? As long as their souls exist, they must pay for what they get.

Look, she is not omnipotent, she also has to restrain herself from telling herself, so that she will not be arrogant and overwhelmed.

Mo Ze's little face collapsed. If he had ears on his head, it must be drooping now. Qing Huan squeezed his face again and escorted him back to Naihe Bridge. When he turned around, he disappeared into the air.

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Here…

She opened her eyes and looked at the towering mountain peaks in front of her. It was so high that she couldn't see the top at a glance. The surrounding jungle was dense with birds and flowers, and it was a blessed place. Not far to the front, you will see the magnificent gate, with the three words Long Fei Feng Wu engraved on the pillar: Heavenly Dao Sect.

Qing Huan stopped a passerby at his side and asked curiously: "Hello, what are you all doing? What are you doing up the mountain?"

The man was in a hurry, but he was stopped by others. He was angry in his heart, but when he looked up and saw a beautiful girl, the anger in his heart disappeared immediately, and he forgot what he was doing today. She quickly replied: "The girl doesn't know anything. Today is the last day of the Tiandaozong recruiting disciples. I am rushing to sign up. I heard that it will be closed before sunset. Look at this time—"

Qing Huan suddenly understood: "I'm sorry, son hurry up."

The man walked two steps and then turned around and asked her: "Didn't the girl come here to sign up?"

"Me?...Yes, I also heard of the name of Tiandaozong. I rushed over from a long distance and wanted to learn from a teacher." She simply took the ride, because the world was already being destroyed when she learned about it. She knew nothing about this, and she didn't want to use unnecessary force. She just came over to see what happened, especially the "Ruoshui" master sister and "junior brother" in Yi Xiaodie's mouth. The latter seemed to be the culprit of destroying the world.

The reason why she came to Tiandaozong was because of the pure heart curse she carried with her. Everyone here knew that it was given by the monks of Tiandaozong, so she came here.

"That's it. Seeing that the girl is smart and smart, she will definitely be selected."

"Choose?" Qing Huan asked, "How to choose?"

"Doesn’t the girl know? Heavenly Dao Sect is the largest in the world. It is extremely strict to accept disciples. It not only requires disciples to have extremely high talents, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In short, it is impossible to be selected if the qualifications are not good. Yes, I will try again later."

When Qing Huan heard what this person said, she was shocked on her face, but she couldn't afford it. She just thought about her coming this time and didn't know if she could see the Master Ruoshui. When Yi Xiaodie regarded her as Ruoshui, although she had aversion and hatred, she also had a deep fear. What kind of person this Ruoshui girl was, and how did she anger the great demon and let him destroy the world. I always feel that there are a lot of twists and turns in it, and it can't be figured out in a moment.

She didn’t intend to talk to this person any more, she just found a reason to leave, because she didn’t really intend to go to learn art from a teacher—seeing Tiandaozong pays much attention to the rules of etiquette, and she used to worship two lovely old men as teachers, except for them. , She will never worship others again.

The man looked at Qing Huan's back with regret, but in fact, he came to join in the fun today. Tiandaozong recruits new disciples once every four years, with more than a thousand people at a time. He came four years ago and was eliminated. He hopes to be admitted this year, otherwise I really don't know how to face the ardent gaze of my parents when I go home. In this world, ordinary people don’t have monks to live well. Ordinary people will die after a few decades, but monks have a life span of hundreds or even thousands. I heard that the ancestor of the Tiandao Sect erupted and departed more than a thousand years ago. , Really enviable, want to see what Wonderland is like.

Qing Huan took another small path. She avoided the disciple guarding the mountain gate, trying to get a clear look at the terrain of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

It is indeed very solemn and vast here. The disciples are all dressed in snow-white robes, looking fluttering and celestial, but there are also disciples wearing blue and purple robes. They seem to be lower in rank, because Qinghuan sees them at work. Son, the time to practice is much less than that of disciples in white clothes.

She turned around, and then rounded to one of the peaks. There are a total of five hills in Tiandao Mountain, and each hill guards an elder with a very high cultivation base. They are the reason why Tiandao Sect can stand upright. These elders have not accepted apprentices for many years. Qing Huan stole a set of white Taoist robe and put it on her body. She managed to get a word from the disciples, and learned that Master Ruoshui is the real master's disciple. Zong's young disciples are all looking forward to their horses.

But when it comes to Yi Xiaodie, no one knows. I think so. Yi Xiaodie is definitely not that Yanxiu's real name, but no one knows whether the master sister has a sister or not. Maybe the young disciples don’t know much about these things. .

She quickly became acquainted with the disciples, she had a good personality, and she could always see what she was thinking at a glance, Qing Huan was very popular with the female disciples. There are too many people in the Tiandao sect, and it is normal for the disciples to be unfamiliar with each other. She casually made up her own teacher on the hill next to her. Today, she walked around after finishing her homework, and she was quickly believed.

She is really harmless and gentle. Who knows that she has other thoughts in her heart?

Although the female disciples are monks in name, they are still girls in their bones. They like topics like rouge and gouache dressing. Qinghuan chats with them in full swing. By the way, they can click on the side to get some information they want, and wait until late. During meal time, the female disciples held her by the hand to prevent her from leaving and insisted on leaving her to eat here.

They are all just new, and the four years here is really too short. They have not reached the realm of bigu at all, so they still need to eat. It's just that with the growth of the entry years, the food will gradually decrease until there is no. I heard that Master Ruo Shui, who has the highest cultivation level, has long since stopped drinking rice.

When it comes to Ruoshui, the disciples all have an expression of admiration and admiration. Ruoshui’s reputation here is also very good. They are probably a cold-tempered but fair and upright person. If there are any shortcomings, it is probably too much. Relentless.

"I saw it with my own eyes. Just four years ago when I first started, Sister Qinghuan, you hadn't come. At that time, a purple-clothed disciple next to her made a mistake. It seemed to be with another purple-clothed male disciple. The love between men and women was moved. According to the rules, they were to abolish their spiritual roots. But the elder sister didn’t keep the slightest affection. Not only did they abolish their spiritual roots, they also killed them, saying that they could not be allowed to go out. Our Heavenly Dao Sect is humiliated."

Qinghuan couldn't help but wonder, so that said, Yi Xiaodie said that if the water is cold and ruthless, it is true.

When they walked to the restaurant, Qinghuan suddenly heard a muffled noise from the bushes not far away. When she looked there, she only saw a blue corner of the clothes exposed outside, with tattered clothes. , There is one foot on it.

She wanted to go and take a look, but was held by other female disciples: "Don't go, don't go, it's a monster, if you go, he will bite you."

"But..." Qing Huan still looked over there, "It seems that there are others there..."

A female disciple with a very delicate face said: "It's Zhanlu, don't care, everyone here can bully him, who makes him a monster."

"Monster?" Qing Huan repeated, "What do you mean? Why do you say he is a monster?" Isn't it an ordinary person?

Several female disciples looked around and saw the monks who were not patrolling, and then secretly approached Qing Huan’s ear and told her: "I told you, don’t tell others. I heard that Zhanlu’s mother was once the best in our Tiandao Sect. The talented female cultivator almost became immortal!"

"and then?"

"Then..." The female disciples glanced at each other, and their voices became even smaller. "..."

"What?!" Qing Huan was taken aback. "You mean..."

"Yes, yes, so he is a monster. When his mother dies, he asks the head of the real person to save him, otherwise, how can he live now!"