There seems to be something wrong with the senior

At least there must be some spiritual fruit, how can the mortal things be worthy of the place where the predecessors walked.

Qiu Yuanbei doubted his aesthetics, and worried that Senior Lu would not like it, so he was stunned to see Senior Lu approaching.

Lu Xiaodong didn't seem to notice the changes in Zhang'e Mountain at all, so he walked over and asked Qiu Yuanbei with a smile, "Where did you find this spiritual plant? I also have one."

The voice was like a spring breeze, and Qiu Yuanbei felt soft all over his body, eager to talk to Senior Lu: "A little cat gave it to me, that cat has five tails, very cute, The plush is very soft and comfortable to hold, if I see it next time, I will show it to my seniors, you will definitely like it!"

Lu Xiaodong listened to Qiu Yuanbei talking, from Endless Sea to Caixia Town, and then to his disciple Dabi.

Qiu Yuanbei's experience these days is indeed rich and exciting. Although it is just a small mess of disciples in the Qi refining period, it is the vitality of young people.Qiu Yuanbei's words seemed endless. Lu Xiaodong looked at Qiu Yuanbei in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

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When Qiu Yuanbei talked about the big competition among his disciples, he got excited and gestured directly, "That's it, Senior Brother Wang's moves are so interesting."

I didn't care about making gestures, so I even pulled Lu Xiaodong up to practice. Qiu Yuanbei suddenly realized something was wrong after pulling his hands together. His gesture was a bit offensive, so he shrank back, his face full of nervousness.

However, he couldn't hide his excitement. He took Senior Lu's hand, but he still didn't refuse.Although I was able to live in Zhang'e Mountain before, it was in exchange for cheating with my seniors. This kind of intimate hand in hand...

Lu Xiaodong has a very good temper, and he didn't care about Qiu Yuanbei's handle. He made a move and asked Qiu Yuanbei to take out the two knives. The reason was very serious: "Didn't you think about doing both? Try these days when I'm not around, you Is there any progress?"

Lu Xiaodong often pointed him out before leaving Zhang'e Mountain. Now that he hadn't seen him for a few days, he said something close to an assessment. Thinking about the difference in strength between the two, Qiu Yuanbei tried his best and didn't dare to relax. He was afraid that the senior would be dissatisfied, so he would ignore him. The two family-handed spiritual swords are flying all over the sky.

However, there was a gap in strength between the two, Lu Xiaodong didn't use his spiritual power at all, he just deflected Qiu Yuanbei's attack one by one, and didn't even move his footsteps.

After a long period of high-intensity spiritual power circulation, Qiu Yuanbei was so exhausted that he was out of breath, the spirit sword was randomly inserted on the ground, spread out on the ground to look at the sky above his head, only then did he realize that the sky was full of stars and it was already midnight...

Grinning, he said to Lu Xiaodong: "Senior, you see how many stars there are today."

Lu Xiaodong followed his words and looked up at the sky, the stars were shining brightly, there was no moon or cloud tonight, the weather was fine, and the little stars were trying their best to illuminate the night sky, the nature of heaven and earth is always amazing.

Maybe the excessive exercise caused the blood to flow into the body, and the blood supply to the brain was insufficient. Qiu Yuanbei suddenly felt that it was a good time to confess his love, and thought of a subtle confession -- the moonlight tonight is so beautiful.

There is no moon, and Senior Lu probably doesn't know the meaning of this sentence.

"Senior Lu, I heard people say that high-level monks can hear other people's voices. Is this true?" Qiu Yuanbei hesitated for a long time before asking.

The evening wind from Zhang'e Mountain blows gently, but Qiu Yuanbei's heart beats faster.

You must know that he has imagined harmony in life more than once when the two got along, and he didn't dare to ask before, how could he have the courage to pierce the window paper at this time?

The feeling of boiling blood gradually subsided, Qiu Yuanbei felt a little regretful, why did he talk so fast.

While praying that this matter is false, at the same time looking forward to it...

While waiting for the answer, Qiu Yuanbei felt as if he was waiting for a trial, but Lu Xiaodong did not answer, but sat on the ground next to Qiu Yuanbei, and said after a long time, "It's hard to describe. It is illusory, the world around you is clearly visible, everything can be dissected, and the essence can be seen through the phenomenon. It can be understood as reading the language of spiritual power, and spiritual power becomes a talking child. In the eyes of Huashen, this world, There are no more secrets. But this kind of understanding, sometimes does not understand what happened."

"Senior Lu." Qiu Yuanbei was a little flustered. He stood up and wanted to explain. He really liked it. Even if he made up his mind, he didn't mean to be profane.

"I'm also a little curious about why there are feelings, why there are likings, and why it takes only a moment to decide the whole life." Lu Xiaodong's words seemed to be talking to Qiu Yuanbei, but also seemed to be asking himself.

After Lu Xiaodong finished speaking, the unpredictable Chao Qiuyuanbei smiled, "I'm a demon cultivator, you know that."

Qiu Yuanbei replied honestly, "I know."

I just heard about it before, but the news that Ji Ran can give is probably true.

Lu Xiaodong took out an object of unknown material from his bosom, crystal clear like the corner of a broken jade pendant, and asked solemnly: "Aren't you curious why the demon cultivator is an elder in the sect of human monks?"

Qiu Yuanbei felt that this was not a problem, so he was a little frank and said, "Curiosity, but it's okay."

"Many years ago, when I was at a low level, I was rescued by a human monk. Later, I failed to overcome the catastrophe. He died with only this small bone." Lu Xiaodong carefully put the broken bone in the autumn. In Yuan Bei's hand, after a long time, the aura belonging to the monks in it dissipated, but after touching Qiu Yuanbei's aura, it was like dead ashes meeting a flame, faintly glowing.