Chapter 49 Goal, goal, one heaven! It's too difficult!

But not at all. They are very simple, warm-hearted and kind. No matter where they come from, they are very enthusiastic about her and care about her living. She teaches things that she doesn't understand. They are so enthusiastic and meticulous.

Not only are they good to you, but they also get along well with each other, and the atmosphere is too good to say.

Everyone has too many things to deal with every day. How can they have leisure to play politics?

The plot of intrigue is that those who are full of food, clothing and have nothing to do find a sense of existence for themselves. How can people who keep turning around like a gyro every day find this time in outer space?

And hard-working people have felt a full sense of existence.

Intrigue? I can't remember how much the "horn" is. When I'm busy, everyone hopes to become an octopus and grow eight "touching feet".

Moreover, if you do something wrong, you will not be severely punished. No one will say anything about the bribes, and no one will think that you are not in line with the group. Even Junyi later caused a big disaster in the entry test, causing riots and life will not be punished. The elder just dialed a few words, and even his tone is not heavy.

Junyi has always been very strange and feels that something is wrong. This tolerance and cultivation seems to be a little excessive. Later, I learned that she can do more and more, and other deacons can do less. Then they may squeeze out time to practice. After icing this, Junyi really can't laugh or cry.

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The disciples of the outer door are also very good. They are too busy and tired every day, and they don't have time to intrigue or anything.

Naturally, there are arrogant and ignorant people who come in, but everyone will soon become more sensible if they support each other. They make rapid progress in terms of schoolwork, work, and mood. They work very hard and progress. The disciples teach each other, learn from each other and help each other. The atmosphere is very good.

Even in the distant fairyland, there may be too many rules and too boring, and this place is full and happy because of hard work.

The only unhappy thing is that it is difficult to concentrate on cultivation. No one is willing to cultivate without progress. Elders and deacons have spare time to practice. Even if there has been few progress in decades, they have not given up.

But even if they have never given up, no one has made much progress.

Junyi found that she had no time to practice. In the past, no matter what happened, she could always have at least eight hours to meditate. Even if one day is delayed, she can make up for it by going to sleep a few hours later, but now--

Every day, nothing really happened, no monsters, no comparison, and no need to go to the morning class...

But there are things to do every day! You have to work hard every day!

There's nothing she can do. After all, she has changed from an inner disciple who didn't have to care about anything else in the inner door to a disciple of the outer door.

The difference between inner disciples and outer disciples is only one word difference, and the difference between "knowing" and "experience" this difference is absolutely different. "knowing" is just "knowing". It can be remembered as common sense, listening to stories, and listening to jokes without anyone; while "experience" does not care about you. It's the same, it will be annoying! It will be painful!

Junyi is very annoyed now. He settles down and sorts out things, knows new people, learns new things, handles a lot of work, and has no time to practice every day.

Junyi also thought a few days ago: I squeezed out time to practice. Time is a sponge stained with water, and there is always a squeeze.

Naive! Childish! That's not what I thought at all. A small piece of sponge takes the water in the torch to distil out as much water as a small piece of sponge at most. You need at least as much time to practice as seawater!

But now, look, she can't even squeeze out a pool of water!

If you squeeze it, you absolutely can't squeeze out eight hours of meditation, eight hours to kill monsters and heal wounds, let alone alchemy and retreat. It takes a month or two or even several years to concentrate. Nothing else can be done!

Closed? Don't even think about it.

Daily meditation? Unless she can sleep and eat, I heard that she can not eat or sleep when she reaches the realm of Huashen, which is also the purpose of practice - this joke is a little cold! It's really a little cold...

Junyi chose three people from many of his roommates. Originally, he was thinking that he didn't have to do heavy work. When he was hungry, he had delicious food. There were also people who cleaned the housework. As a result, Tongchang, Chenxuan and Qingru were so tired when they came back, they lay down. Not to mention being embarrassed to bother them, Qingru was tired and lay down** and wanted to drink water. It's the water you poured!

There is another thing that you didn't expect. Originally, I thought that the washed clothes could be washed together in the washing room. If the underwear doesn't work, it's okay to wear a coat, right? I didn't expect that I had to wash my clothes by myself, even if she was a deacon.

The reason is that the laundry room is too busy, and the most important thing is that the spiritual spring of laundry should be used for the inner disciples, and the clothes of the inner disciples should not be polluted by secular clothes.

What's the reason! Cultivation of immortals is amazing! The disciples of the inner door are amazing! They are all immortals. Why are you superior?! ... Junyi was dissatisfied. It turned out that the inner disciple was so high that he used to be such an annoying inner disciple!

She completely realized how painful it is to fall from the sky - this joke is also cold enough. Junyi was originally a disciple of the inner door, who was served high in the sky, but now she is a deacon of the outer door. No one serves, but has to serve people.

Junyi is to wash clothes (she doesn't know how to wash clothes at all, and she hasn't washed a piece of clothes since she was a child), so that she learned quickly. After rubbing two pairs of underwear, she broke a favorite coat when she was draining water, and the faded black shawl dyed a basin of clothes, she almost learned it.

It's almost... I've learned it...

You swear that the faded black shawl really didn't fade. She washed it in the spring when she took it out for use, really! But now, she just soaked in warm water with soap horns in the way Qingru said, and made a pot of black ink!

That doesn't make sense! This is so unreasonable! Who will tell her why?!

Junyi now has a goal, which is to practice to refine the sky. If she practices at the inner door, she is confident that she will achieve it within two years, but now - looking up at the bright moon, the bright moon is laughing at people; looking down at the ink, ink is laughing at people - this goal is really far away, too far away.

She washed it... When she secretly threw away a basin of clothes, it was already in the middle of the month. She was so tired that she was so sleepy that she was hungry and wanted to eat, but she was too sleepy to eat. She just wanted a pillow.

How can I practice until I practice?

Don't sleep and practice? It's impossible. It's easy to get crazy if you don't have a clear mind. This is common sense.

Then what else can I do? Being lazy while working? Why don't you ask for leave tomorrow and lie that you are sick... Junyi is so sleepy that he has begun to think nonsense.

"Hey~~~" Suddenly, someone called her and hugged her from behind.

"Ah! ~~~~"

Junyi was so scared that she ran out of her mouth. The man covered her mouth and whispered, "Don't scream, it's me."

Xuguang!

"How did you get in?" Junyi pulled his hand down and whispered.

The sect is more militarily than the military. How did this guy get in? Junyi is so strange that he doesn't even care about being held from behind.

"I still haven't grown fat..." Xuguang touched Junyi's stomach up and down, as if to judge how fat the pig is and when it can be slaughtered.

"You! Let go!" Only then did Junyi find that she was hugged. She didn't feel that she had been taken advantage of. Now she is so ugly that she didn't take advantage of this pervert. It's really hard to say who suffered losses.

But she felt very strange. It was always rude to be held by a man, and the warm temperature from Xuguang made her feel very... strange, but strange... her heartbeat would accelerate, especially strange.

"Gone! What are you holding me for?" Junyi opened his hand.

"Prove my sexual orientation!" Xuguang said, "I have decided to prove it to you every time I see you, so that you don't forget to talk nonsense and ruin my reputation."

Junyi resisted the impulse to roll his eyes: "Do you still have a good reputation?! What else does it prove? What do you mean?

Xuguang explained carefully: "You, tell Xiaoyu's mother that I have a habit of breaking sleeves, which ruined my date with Xiaoyu. I will explain to you who Xiaoyu is so that you can't remember. Xiaoyu is a lovely daughter of the white boss in the Devil Canyon. Hey... A girl who is as young as flowers and bones, sweet candy A date for a matchmaker, just because of your words! It's all soup! If I don't prove to you that this man is straight every time, it's hard to guarantee that you won't spread false information to anyone again!"

"Ah..." Junyi remembered that. In the process of her cultivation, she bit her teeth loose because of pain. It was normal that she would bite off her back alveolar teeth, but she was angry that Xuguang deliberately did not remind her and deliberately looked at her jokes!

In revenge, she destroyed Xuguang's date. In fact, she was definitely acting for heaven, saving an innocent girl from Xuguang's perverted men and protecting a tender girl!

Under the cloak, Junyi smiled sinisterly (absolutely laugh at this time,) Haha, she said, "This man has a habit of breaking sleeves, and he also likes not only men but also women. He likes children's pedophilia the most, and because he is handsome and everyone **, he has contracted that kind of ugly disease." Later, she added, "It's contagious."

The little girl's mother had to believe that Xuguang was very handsome. What Xuguang said to her daughter was "colorful", and she would rather believe this kind of thing than believe it. In case her daughter... the consequences were unimaginable.

After Xuguang heard about it, he was so angry that he suddenly boiled! He can say anything, and scold him for anything, "Beast!" Pervert!" ...It's okay. Anyway, his reputation has never been better; "childish" is nothing, anyway, it's not really - but! It can't be said that he is bent!

This is his taboo!

Is it that any man who looks better will be suspected of being suppressed? When he was a child, he was suspected of being abducted several times (not once!) and suppressed several times (poor Xuguang, it is really unknown whether he was able to succeed). These experiences were too terrible for a child, even an adult could not bear. He was still a child at that time!

His childhood experience left him with a psychological shadow - an indelible psychological shadow!

So, you can call him "Bird! Pervert!", you can slander him as a "selling the country" and "** criminal". It can be said that he will be sentenced to destroy his cultivation and expel forever... That is, he can't say that he is broken!

Therefore, he decided to hug her every time he saw Junyi and take advantage of her, so as to prove that he is straight and interested in women and very interested in women, instead of holding women's broken sleeves that will feel uncomfortable!

"Let's do it double." Xuguang suddenly proposed without end. When he said this, the bright moonlight shone on his face, and his expression was very serious.

For some reason, J was afraid of his serious expression. She pulled her cloak down and lowered her head to deliberately not look at the man in front of her.

She must admit that what she feels now is a fear of liking.