lame him?”
After muttering, the seventeen-year-old boy turned to the Classic Pavilion with a satisfied look on his face, where there was a teacher. The last gift they left him, and his own road has just begun.
The road is long, dangerous but full of hope.
Zhou Jijun, who had just walked halfway, felt tired. Then he opened his mouth and yawned, and his eyelids gradually drooped. The young man in white touched his head, smiled twice at the disdainful little Guhan, then found a piece of grass three steps outside the door of Dianjing Pavilion, fell down with a bang, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep. .
“Well, I won the bet again. Hahaha, I said the first thing this boy will do is go to bed! Jane ladies, please hand over your Qingyun brew to me!”
“I have it! You want to bet?”
“Bring it!
”
“Bring it!”
“No.
” . . . .
“Stop making trouble. Jun’er, this kid, experienced too many things that hurt his spirit and vitality when he was young. He slept in just to make up for his innate deficiencies rather than because of his lazy personality. You two bad masters actually made a bet on your apprentice’s strange disease. Hey, Old Jane, stop resisting and hand over the wine!”
One day later, Zhou Jijun, who had slept well, took Xiao Gu away from Tianji Taoist Mansion.
They did not leave from the entrance of the cave they had suddenly entered that day, because Little Gu was no longer the newborn bird. Now it is plump and huge, standing on the ground as tall as a small tree by the river. Its face is full of flesh, and it looks like a bully among birds.
So, in order to prevent the recently irritable Little Gu from destroying the flowers and plants at the entrance of the cave, Zhou Jijun, who was dressed in white, took his luggage and decisively jumped on Little Gu’s feathered back, and roared:
“Gu Gu, fly to the east. ”
This is Yunzhou in the west of the mainland. Going east, east, and east again, you will see Kyoto, which stands in Yangzhou and has all the luxury and prosperity in the world.
The hunting wind, which was connected to Zhou Jijun’s mind, let out a long cry, and in an instant, it swung upwards, breaking the false air of the Taoist mansion, and flew into the blue sky and white clouds. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Zhou Jijun leaned over and looked at the gradually smaller cliffs under the clouds. He felt relaxed and happy, and he let the sky and the earth fly freely. Closing his eyes comfortably and sinking his mind into his belly, Zhou Jijun slowed down his breathing and began to absorb Amano’s essence.
His mind slid through the twelve “rivers” in the body that connected from the hands and feet to the internal organs, as well as eight “rivers” that were closely related to the former but formed their own path. Zhou Jijun was somewhat surprised to find that less than half of the Amano essence flowed through the “rivers”. Swallowed by the “river”. However, those twenty “rivers” seemed to have their own preferred Amano essence. After careful selection, only seven rivers found their f