Chapter 3 Born out of nothing

Wu Ling took Huang Qifei to visit her cousin and met Ji's mother and daughter in the front hall of "Zihongzhai". Huang Jijing asked Jin Feng, the attendant, to arrange his cousin to go to the courtyard at the foot of the mountain to rest. He took Yulu to the wing to clean up and make the bed for his second aunt in person.

Ji went to her daughter's territory and wanted to use the residence of "Lingshanjun" to be a person in front of her sister-in-law. It can be seen that the daughter pretends to be deaf and dumb, and she can't help but be annoyed. Taking advantage of Wu Ling's tea and excuse to go out to help, she then blocked Huang Jijing in the corridor and asked, "He is your cousin. You let her live at the foot of the mountain in front of your second aunt. How can I talk to your second aunt?"

When Huang Jijing saw Rong Hui flying and soaring, he had long lost his hatred. Dreaming back at midnight and meditating on the past, I am indeed a chess piece. At present, I have no place to rely on, and I just want to close the world and practice. Seeing his mother's arrogance, he only sighed that his mother was shallow and argued rationally: "I am the Taoist couple of 'Lingshanjun', and this is where I and 'Lingshanjun' live. My cousin has grown up and should avoid suspicion. I also advise my mother not to be delusional..." He hugged the bed and turned away.

Ji thought that she was the mother-in-law of the "Lingshan Jun". She thought she was condescending and noble. When she arrived in the countryside next to Wuyi Mountain, everyone would provide for herself. Unexpectedly, she ate a "closed door soup" in front of the "Righteous Gate" and was rebuked by her daughter, and her whole body trembled with anger. Just as he was about to attack, he was stopped by a woman in brocade who followed him.

"Do you have a daughter who talks to your mother like this? And against her..." Ji Shi was furious and asked in a low voice, "You are also towards her?"

"Grandma, excuse me for one more word." The woman's face was as heavy as water and she lowered her voice: "Do you think your uncle is just a word from our master? Do you think the old man valued the second young lady just because she was his sister-in-law?

Ji sneered: "What else can I do!"

The daughter-in-law shook her head and smiled bitterly: "In the world of cultivation, strength is respected. Miss Seven is the Taoist couple of Xianjun, which can be seen by anyone. It's not easy to meet. It's time to cherish it. It's not so easy to meet again.

"There are direct concubines in the capital. In terms of grade, it's okay if you can't interrupt yourself. Do you still need to talk about cultivation and strength with people when you come to this remote place? Ji couldn't hear a half of the sentence and remembered the purpose of the trip: "Brother Fei is at least his uncle surnamed Li, but he is an apprentice to the maid surnamed Li. When will he take over the door?" The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He sank his face and said, "I'd like to see if our 'Chunshen Lingjun Mansion' is really so unpopular!" Just brush your sleeves and leave.

She took a group of maids and servants to knock on the "righteous door". The gatekeeper did not dare to neglect, but stopped Ji to say good words and summoned Xiaoyue. As soon as the words fell, the breeze blew and the voice was long: "Who is looking for a quarrel!"

The little man answered on behalf of him: "I want to report to the real person that the person who came is the third son of 'Chunshen Lingjun', Ji Shi."

Ji heard the words, snorted softly, and heard the clear wind: "What's going on!"

The little man arched his hand and replied, "See the real person."

The breeze blew and the voice was clear: "What a cultivation."

The little boy told the truth: "Build the foundation."

As soon as the voice of "bye-" fell, the wind and clouds changed, and the mountains roared.

Ji jumped, raised her finger to the sky, stared and asked, "What, let me kneel to you..." In a trance, she looked up to the mountain and was frightened. Unable to react, his knees were soft, his palms fell to the ground, and he knelt in front of the door. Listen to the wind's anger again: "Knock-"

With all the power, Ji is like the power of heaven. After three worships and nine knocks, he was helped by the women in brocade around him. The body was unstable, and he listened to the voice leisurely: "What's the matter?"

She was out of her mind and trembling: "No, no... It's okay..."

"Wolite, go-" The breeze sent back a cold hum. Before the words fell, the wind and clouds surged. Ji and others were light, as if wrapped in a strong wind, soared into the air and rolled straight south. The little man guarding the door saw it and knew that the door still had such means. Respect and admiration are overflowing with words.

By the lotus pond, Xiaoyue couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Xiaojuan pretending to be a ghost: "Isn't it too much for you to do this?"

"Don't worry, I just sent them out of the mountain gate and will never hurt them at all..." Xiaojuan happily guaranteed that she remembered what she had just heard and couldn't help sneering: "If you don't show her, she thought this is their 'Lingjun Mansion' back garden..."

"The snobbish villain, if you step on the high and low, why do you have to see her..." Xiaoyue also held her breath and then said, "Since her business has been done, you can do it to the end and send their cars down the mountain... I didn't expect that Miss Bixia has such a clever means to build dozens of temples, which can make the big The power has increased by more than ten times.

"It's more than that!" Xiaojuan happily echoed: "The key is that the spirit of the 72 peaks actually shows signs of recovery. The inheritance that we can feel has become clearer. She said that this is faith, and we can't let the people in this blessed land down..." She imprinted with both hands and continued to cast spells.

Ji fell to the ground, and after a long time, he breathed evenly, and there was no more face. He simply boarded the car and returned to "Yangdu Port" in frustration. Wu Ling learned the truth from Yulu and no longer had the face to make a request to Xiaoyue. She only asked Huang Jijing to take care of her cousin and then left.

Huang Jijing sighed secretly: "The way of heaven will change. Dad and mother, take care..." You can personally send your second aunt out. The news broke away, and some people marveled that "Lingshanjun" dared to turn against "Chunshen Lingjun" and only laughed at Ji's ignorance.

In the early summer of April, the showers stopped and the neon sky was across. Green and green cypress, Caiche District Ming. Suddenly, the gathering turned into a thousand auspicious and auspicious light. Xiaoyue found something strange and walked out of the lakeside study. She saw auspicious clouds rolling like waves. It seems to be tangible and qualitative, condensed, and not transformed by the large array in the mountains. I couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it..."

Suddenly, the phoenix sang to the sky, and the firebird fluttered its wings and flew from the sky. It was very excited. The bear ran behind it with the false wind, but it seemed to be unclear. Xiaojuan wore half of a violet arm and found something strange. Then she came and solemnly asked, "Is Rong Xue rushing to the customs? Looking at this omen, it should be at a critical juncture.

"I think so!" Xiaoyue nodded in agreement, remembered a thing, imprinted with her hands, and said, "Wait down, sit quietly and adjust your breath immediately, and don't disturb the aura of heaven and earth."

Xiaojuan felt that it made sense and stretched out her hand to ask: "So, the hidden danger under the mountain has been refined?" When I first walked into the study and stood in front of the window, I saw the cat lying on the front roof, and the firebird rested on the head of the cat. I couldn't help but be angry: "Why is there no excitement without them..."

The sky is like a curtain, and the glow is like a match. The color in the air is changing, and the ripples are more like the inverted dyeing tank. The glow closed, bringing a circle of electric arc, and the place passing by was empty, as if lifting a manhole cover. The desolate color was like the end of the sky, an endless abyss.

Xiaoyue and Xiaoyue are close to each other, but they can't get along with each other. Seeing Caixia shrinking and turning into a figure, I couldn't help but be surprised: "Rong Xue?" What kind of cultivation is this? Although she is like a round of the sun, there is light without heat, bright but not bright, more like the abyss in the air, and she can't help trembling.

The figure appeared, the peaks shouted, and the wind roared, which made people's ears ble. Everyone received instructions from Xiaojuan. Although they had sat cross-legged, they still felt dizzy. In addition to the shock, I can only look at the nose, nose and heart, and struggle to bear it.

Xiaojuan and Xiaoyue's four palms offset each other and work together to resolve. When the pressure receded and the wind stopped, he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that the scorching sun was shining, the green mountains were still in the distance, and the water in front of the window was not good, so we were relieved. I searched intently, but found that there was a whirlpool in the sky. There was a girl in white sitting in her eyes, with her hair spreading. Who is Rong Xue? But when I looked at the breath, it was like antelope's horns, which was elusive and difficult to find, and I couldn't help but suspect: "Is this her?"

The two walked out of the study and let everyone perform their duties without saying a word. The sun travels to the west, and the glow is shining. Xiaojuan stood by the pond, but she didn't see any color around Rong Xue. She couldn't help but wonder: "What on earth is it absorbing? At first, I only felt that her cultivation was extremely high. Although I couldn't feel her breath at present, my heart was like a breeze blowing, and I was refreshed.

"That should be the incense of Wanmin..." Xiaoyue said slowly and discussed her sister: "Miss Bixia said that this matter cannot be disclosed to the outside. Let's take her to make great progress and consolidate the realm. Looking at her appearance, it's not a matter of a day or two. You can go to rest first, and I'll call you at that time. With that, he went back to the study and continued to meditated and practice.

Xiaojuan was also happy to have a master in the mountains. In addition to envy, she also did not give up, and also returned to the front yard. Rong Xue sat high in the sky and slowly fell in the sunset. The sunset was silent, and she also fell into the lotus pond. The body is stained with water, and the peaks roar.

Xiaoyue waited in the study. Seeing the rising sun rise in the east, Rong Xue slowly rose again and continued to absorb the "incense". She was distracted when Xiaojuan had come over and stretched out her hand to say, "Sister, look!"

Xiaoyue came out of the house to welcome her, and followed the trend to see a big tree growing in the "Insurable Pavilion" and "Dustless House" respectively, and the trunk was as straight as pine, soaring to the sky. The side branches scattered around, as powerful as the sky. It's just a tree with wide leaves, which is described as withered. Another tree is like a spring willow sprouting, green. Withered and glorious, it is particularly enchanting.

In the next few days, Rong Xue rose into the sky after sunrise and fell to the surface after sunset. The divine tree grows crazily, nine feet a day, divided into nine branches a day. By the ninth day, the shade had extended to the heart of the lake in the main courtyard, and it was connected to cover the sky and the sun.

The firebird was happy to see its success and flew to the tree to make a nest. The bear also loved to climb the tree and moved to the tree. A bird and an animal chase each other between branches and leaves, having a lot of fun. Xiaojuan became more and more worried and went to the inner courtyard in the morning to discuss: "The ground gas accumulated in this spiritual vein for thousands of years has been sucked clean by these two divine trees. These hundred miles of spiritual veins have suddenly become a sourceless water and a tree without a foundation, which can't even support the mountain protection array. What can we do if a strong enemy comes..."

Before the words fell, some people sneered: "I am waiting for now. I dare to play 'fishing the moon in the well' with me. I want you to pay the price..."