MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 64. Mystery

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The season was huddled in the corner of the carriage, quietly doubting life. Born in noble, the father loves it, even Wenwu Baiguan is also extremely courteous to him because of his spiritual roots. From the birth to the present twenty-one years, he has lived a life of stars.

This is the first time he has lost such a big face, and the object of shame is the big man he has to accompany. Before visiting the Aussie Pavilion, the father and the emperor mentioned it to him. Their ancestors passed on to the ancestors who went to practice. Therefore, Zong Zongzhen is considered to be his nominal ancestor, although he is very suspicious of this. Something is a bit tricky, and once Grandpa himself didn’t know about it.

What makes him even more strange is that the name of the grandfather of the ancestral ancestors did not stay. Is it because the ancestors worried that the bad guys had bad names with the grandfather, so they deliberately erased the name?

The attitude of Zhaizong to the monk is not moderate. Even in the eyes of Zhai, the disciples of Zhaizong against Zhai Guangzong are more moderate than the royal family.

Feitian Ma’s speed is very fast, but at an hour’s time, he has left the Fengcheng boundary, picking up the curtain and watching the horse flying in the air, and taking two spirits from the storage ring and handing it to the season: "You go to Wuweizhuang alone, what about the girl?"

"A year ago, a fairy named Shuiyuemen found that she had a fairy tales, and she accepted her as an introductory disciple. I have never been separated from her childhood. If I can’t join the Zongmen practice, I’m afraid to give up for me. Good opportunity." 褚 暄 暄 holding the spirit fruit is embarrassed to be in front of the elders, "Who doesn't want to live long, live better, but I am afraid that she will lose all her loved ones in the long years, no one can accompany she was."

"I can't bear her to be alone, so I will accompany her to practice together and live longer together." Yan Ji's face was dyed with a smile. "I don't want to be afraid of the fairy. You have already prepared all the shameful faces before you come. As a result, I didn’t expect that luck was so good, I would have met Grandpa Zeng."

Although she does not understand the feelings of men and women, she sees the sincerity of the season to treat feelings: "You have such a good idea."

She thought that the man in the royal family was not indifferent to the woman like her father. Like the Jinghong Emperor, the harem was in groups, and I did not expect anyone who took the feeling seriously.

When I heard that I was boasting myself, I was ashamed to smile: "It is the best thing to accompany a lover."

It is not a luxury, but a person who wants to spend more time with love.

There was a bird's voice coming from outside the carriage, and the carriage curtain was opened. The window was covered with snow and white, and the pear blossoms.

"It's so beautiful." She squatted on the window, staring at the pear blossoms in the mountains, and the petals fell to the top of the hair and didn't know. Mou Zong looked at her side face and reached for the petal.

A touch of faint fragrance into the tip of the nose, but I do not know the fragrance is the flower, or the girl who appreciates the flower.

"Zeng Tai grandfather." 褚 暄 暄 暄 暄 暄 暄 暄 暄 暄 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

"After leaving the palace, there is no worse." Mou Zong turned to stare at Ji Jiyu for a while. "Are you a descendant of the oldest?"

There is some embarrassment in the 褚 暄 尴尬 尴尬 尴尬 祖 祖 祖 祖 确实 确实 确实 确实 确实 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖It has been passed to his generation.

"Zeng Tai Grandpa, I... I am your descendant." Ji Ji has already guessed why the ancestors passed to the name of Zeng Tai’s grandfather, and Xian Chang faced the face of the party. He was too embarrassed to look up.

"I am not older than ten years old and leave the palace. How come the younger generation?" The indifferent eyes of Miao Zong turned slightly. "Change it. I will call me a grandfather or a real person in the future."

Sure enough, their pulse will not be recognized by Grandpa Zeng, and the season is somewhat lost, but it has not been too disappointing because of the early expectations: "The younger generation remembered."

"I didn't have a good time with your ancestors. I have already cut off my kinship. I haven't mentioned it in the past." The sect of the sect is bleak, and there is no emotion or feeling in the family.

"Yes..." 褚 暄跪 暄跪 sitting on the mat and bowed to the ancestors.

Yuzong glanced at him and leaned against the soft cushion to keep his eyes open and no longer speak.

The carriage was quiet again. He looked over and found that the sect was lying down, put down the curtains of the car, took a thin blanket from the storage ring and covered it on the body, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Looking at the two people who closed their eyes, Ji Jiyu was a little curious in his heart, Zeng Taiye... What was the relationship between Zeng Tai’s grandfather and the fairy fairy, why did he have to let him mention “love and not leave” and see the eyes of the fairy are so gentle.

From yesterday to today, he found that Zeng Tai’s grandfather saw everyone’s eyes the same, alienated and indifferent. Only when he was with the fairy, when his eyes were filled with warmth.

The light outside the carriage, sneaked into the carriage through the curtain gap, secretly squatting on the skirt, she was bright as if it was shining.

Yan Zong opened his eyes and grabbed the thin blanket on his body. His eyes were fixed on the girl under the light, and the eyes were also dyed with light.

All the way to the east, in the evening, Yan and others rushed to the small town where Wuweizhuang is located.

There was smoke rising in the forest, and the two guards at the gate of the city wore old and clean armor, and the thin face was very spirited. Seeing that there was a flying horse in the air, the two guards had a spirit.

"I have seen the fairy, I don't know where the fairy came from?"

"From Peicheng, there is something to see the owner of Wuweizhuang." Lin Biao handed the name card to the guard. "There are two workers."

"Xianchang invited." The two guards have never lived in their hometown for a lifetime. I heard that Lin Biao came from a famous city, and he had envy and curiosity in his eyes, but there was no jealousy and resentment.

Entering the city gate, the city is very quiet, not a quiet but a kind of tranquility, let people have a good time, and the rest of the country has nothing to do with their own leisure. According to the interests of the visit, they should wait until next morning to visit Wuweizhuang, but they have to rush to Kuicheng. They can only go to the door in the evening to disturb, hope that the owner of Wuweizhuang will see the rich face of the ceremony. Can forgive them for their suspicions.

Under the guidance of enthusiastic passersby, Lin Biao found the location of Wuweizhuang in a carriage. Wuweizhuang is not the ruler of this city. The location is not good. If it is not the word of Wuweizhuang hanging at the gate, it will only make people think that this is a slightly wider ordinary three-in-one courtyard. .

When I jumped out of the carriage, I didn't have time to knock on the door, and I heard the sound of the slamming weapon behind the door. Her face has changed a lot. Is it a sinister evil? I thought that Yunhuamen still looked forward to receiving Wuweizhuang as an affiliated sect. I couldn’t care for the other. I pulled the water-stained sword from the hairline and opened a half-old wooden door.

The moment the door opened, the white powder came to the surface, and I dared not care. I used the spirit to create a barrier and blocked the unknown powder.

"Osmanthus cakes should of course be tasted with honey, and then garnished with sweet-scented osmanthus, without losing the original flavor of sweet-scented osmanthus."

"Fart, salt is the fate of the hundred flavors, no salt and no taste, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake should be respected by the salty mouth."

"As a kitchen repairer, it is really stinking to export it to dirty."

"I not only want to marry you, but also hit you."

The bone-cutting knife, the chopper, and the meat cleaver flew, but the glutinous rice, peanuts, honey, etc. placed next to it did not come across, and even carefully avoided it. As a kitchen repairer, sticking to his own cooking concept can't be easily shaken, even if the fight is not shaken.

But no matter what idea, but the respect for the ingredients is the same.

The disciple who did not know how to scatter flour had been smashed on the ground by the two disciples. The remaining disciples continued to communicate fiercely with Xiankou and Xiankou.

The various knives in the air made a ray of light, and when I saw it, I thought it was the scene of human flesh.

Standing in the same place, the kitchen chefs are like this in private?

"Osmanthus cake has the best flavor, where can put honey and salt." 褚 暄 暄 暄 , “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “

He quietly turned to look at the season, and let him go to the side, pointing to the chaos in the yard: "Do you need to go in and discuss with them?"

"This is not necessary, the world is tens of millions, the tastes are also different, don't have to be too persistent." Looking at the various weapons flying in the air, the season swallowed and swallowed, and then back three steps, "cooking Well, the most important thing is to be calm."

Seeing that the sun is about to go down, Wuweizhuang disciples have not yet stopped the momentum, so they have to slap their hands: "They are friends, in the Xiayunyunhuamen disciples, there are things to see the owner of the village, please pass on behalf of you."

If there is a cult, if you don’t have to hide your identity, you can directly put them in a nest. From the beginning of her door to the present, they have only been fighting for the sweet and salty taste, and even some people can't take care of it.

The insistence of kitchen repair on the esophagus is really terrible.

"What?" The disciples in the fight heard the words "Yunhuamen". They stopped their hands and took back the magic weapon thrown out. They let the younger brothers and sisters take the canteen back to the kitchen and arrange for people to inform the owner.

"The fairy is coming, she is shining." The disciple who led the head sorted out the clothes on her body and walked to the front to hold her a fist. In my heart, I was secretly curious. How did the famous pro-disciples suddenly come to their small door?

“The Taoist friend is very polite.” He turned and introduced Miao Zong and Lin Biao. “They are the disciples of Shuguangzong. This time we took the preoccupation with the juniors and asked the nobles to forgive our rudeness.”

Shuguang Zong?

The disciple thought that there was a problem with his own ears. What happened to these famous disciples, did they come together to play with them in Wuweizhuang?

"Xianchang and the fairy are too polite, please come with me." The disciples just took a few steps from the four people, including the 箜篌, 桓宗, and the disciples who rumored to rush out. "Xianchang, fairy, please Waiting for two in the main hall."

"Don't dare." He thanked him. "Ipley ask the Taoist friends to lead the way ahead."

"Fairy please, please call me."

Waiting for others to go to the main hall, the disciples who stay in the yard, you see me, I see you, no one speaks for a while.

"This is good, and I lost my face to the big disciples." I don't know which disciple whispered.

Others turned his head and stunned him, scaring him to shrink his neck.

Originally, they also envied the auspicious pavilion. When they saw it, they could not support it. As a result, they became the affiliated sect of Yunhuamen. They mixed their faces in the realm of cultivation. In the past few days, they were still imagining that there might be a large-scale door suddenly coming to collect them as affiliated sects. As a result, today two large disciples saw that they closed the door and fight, and now they are embarrassed to even dream.

The real person in the white case heard the disciple say that when the Yunhuamen monk visited, the first person in his mind thought that was the little girl who met at the Yancheng Baihua Dance Party that day. I don't know why, he just has this instinct, maybe it is too likable for the other party to laugh.

"Two please."

Hearing the sound coming from outside, the white case was sitting in a good posture, hiding half of the secret pickled chicken feet in the drawer, and not forgetting to release a technique to make the pepper in the house smell. Scattered.

Seeing the appearance of the little girl who walked in the front, the white case got up: "箜篌仙子,桓宗真人."

"Trying to bother you, it will bring you trouble." He returned to the ceremony and politely kissed the real person in the white case for a while. After the worship ceremony, he explained the intention.

"The owner, today’s younger generation, is having something to do."

"The fairy is joking, can I have any place to help the fairy?" The white case is not self-important, but a fact. They have no money for Wuweizhuang, no one is there, no stranger, no help, what can they do?

"This busy besides the owner, no one can help." He turned his head and looked at the 褚 暄 站在 standing behind Lin Biao.

"Come here." Yan Zong's lips whispered and called the 褚 暄 , , " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " There are nobles who can accommodate him."

Containment...

The real person in the white case thinks that this younger generation may not be very fond of the real people, otherwise the tone will not be so indifferent and calm. With the status of Mt. Zong Zong, I want to bring the ancestors into the ancestral door. Why do you want to find them?

"Zongzi, please extend your left hand." The white case did not say that he refused or promised, and waited for Ji Yan to reach out and use his spiritual power to explore the Lingtai and the spiritual veins in his body. "How long has it been practiced, who is the teacher?"

"For fifteen years, I followed the home to ask for the most basic introduction to refining." Ji Ji sees the tycoon of the white case, and sees his eyes kind and friendly. He only feels very cordial and old. I honestly answered the other party's question.

"I didn't go to the teacher's door. In just 15 years, it has been the fifth-order refining of the refining. Why is the son of such a good qualification, why should I enter the Wuweizhuang door?" The white case retracted the spiritual power and sighed. "I sent a small door to the small family, the son of the family went under my door, afraid of being wronged."

"The owner does not know, although I have been eating from a small jewellery, I can only study the dishes in private, and I dare not let my family know my hobbies." 褚 暄 暄 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫 莫Getting started." Zeng Taibo said that his qualifications are not good, but the owner said that he is a good qualification. Who should he believe?

"What is the relationship between the son and the surname, and the relationship with the Kyoto royal family?" Although he has already had a few thoughts on the apprenticeship, he will not open this mouth until the identity of the other party has been asked.

"Back to Zhuang, the younger generation is the third son of the emperor today."

He is the emperor, then he is the elder of his elders...

The Han family of Kyoto was born with a dragon, and it was a natural life. If this life is in the dust world, it may be praised by everyone, but in the realm of the monks' cultivation, the influence and status of the royal family are not high.

It is said that although Kyoto is a emperor's life, it is born with a lack of spiritual roots. They have been inherited for so many generations, and their lives are the same as ordinary people. No family has embarked on the path of practice. I didn’t expect the rumor to be so exaggerated. If the disciples of the family are destined to have no spiritual roots, then what is the spiritual root of the sect and the prince?

"If the son does not disregard, you can stay in my Wuweizhuang." The white case slowly nodded. "But once you enter my door, you must obey the rules in the door." This is not just to say to the season, but more. It is for the ancestors and the blasphemy.

"Zhuangzhu please rest assured that he entered Wuweizhuang is a disciple of your party. All rules are subject to your faction." Zhai Zongdao, "I have broken the dust, please ask the owner not to have any concerns."

Miao Zong’s words are not straightforward. He has already broken the dust, but he has brought people over, and other things will not be taken care of.

The white case is completely relieved, and no one wants to accept an apprentice to come back, but also to pay attention to the prominent elders behind the apprentice. They are poorer in Wuweizhuang, but they still have their own insistence.

However, after hearing these words from the ancestors, I was a little depressed. He sneaked a glimpse of Miao Zong, but he did not look at him. He could only hang his head and listen to them.

When talking about the good apprenticeship, the white case is seen when the sky is dark outside, and he said: "Please go out and use some meals with me."

Hearing the words "meals", he was full of expectations for the food in Wuweizhuang.

It is a pity that she had just been seated. When she had not had time to move the chopsticks, there were disciples to report. Zhao Zhaozong’s palm disciple, Chang De, met.

"I have a request." The white case is true to the ape and the apocalypse apologizes. "Please sit down for a while." I don't know what day it is today. There are three pro-disciples of the big gates who come to them to break the old one. The sect.

Changde, who came in behind the disciples, was also very surprised to see Yan and Yuzong. He paused under his feet and handed the two men to the ceremony: "The two friends have met again."

"Changde Road is friendly." He returned to the ceremony and greeted him to sit down together. "Does the Taoist friends also take this place?"

"I heard a message a few days ago. After a few days, Kuicheng has a secret to open. I want to take my brother and sister to Kuicheng to see." In the case of a mysterious situation, Changde did not hide it, although the resources were rich in the secret. But he has never been to this secret. If Mou Zong and Yu are also interested in the secret, they can still have a photo in the secret.

Teacher and sister?

I thought of a chopper fairy who wants to use the flowers to open the way: "Is the other brothers and sisters not coming over with you?"

"They rested in the inn. I remembered that Wuweizhuang was here. I came over and visited." Changde explained, "Because you will leave early tomorrow, so come here to bother."

"Xianchang is polite, if you can come, the door of Wuweizhuang is open for you for twelve hours." The white case heard the two words of the secret, and there was no reaction. Although there are many treasures in the secret, they are not something they can grab. Instead of holding an unrealistic fantasy into the secret world, and finally with a wounded back, or even throwing his life into the secret, it is better to stay in Zhuangzi to practice.

"Do you know how many days this secret will be open?" asked Changde.

"The record about this mystery is open for forty-nine days, but after five hundred years of change, it will change. Maybe it is safe. I plan to take the younger brothers and sisters to stay in the secret for about 30 days. "Changde is worried that he has not entered the secrets and accidentally trapped himself in the secret. "There are a lot of genius treasures in the secret world. Even if you stay in it for a year, you can’t take everything. If you go in, you must Be careful."

"Thank you for your advice, I will pay more attention to it." One month said that the length is not long, and that short is not short. Turning his head to the white case, "Do you really want to send a disciple to go with us?"

"The disciples under the door are shallow and shallow, and walking with you will only bring trouble to you." The white case shows that he is interested in carrying it, but he can't be without self-knowledge. If it is just an ordinary experience, the white case will be thick and even, and they will be asked to bring two disciples.

However, the secrets of the crisis are different. The natural traps are endless, and the young disciples under the door have not yet had the ability to enter.

It can be seen that the real person in the White Case is not a hypocrisy, and he is no longer persuaded to use it. He used the phonology to sect Zong Zongdao: "Wu Zong, is it better to go with the disciples of Zhao Zhaozong tomorrow?"

When Zongzong glanced at the door, he had been talking to Changde, and he used a voiceless voice to say: "We passed by alone, not with them."

I turned to look at the ancestors and wanted to know why he refused.

"I don't like the scent of flowers that are too stuffy."

Hey: Ha?

"The petals that have been picked up have been put in the basket for a long time. Not only are they strange, but they are also worms."

箜篌: "..."

Delusion, transliteration is a great invention in the realm of comprehension. With its existence, it can at least reduce the contradiction of half of the comprehension.

If this is heard by the Libo fairy, the food in front of her may be thrown to the ground.