The handsome young man was stunned. The bearded uncle raised his eyebrows and stared at Qixun with a mysterious look.

Qixun was under great pressure from being watched by the bearded uncle, mainly because she was a stubborn person, which was so out of line with the current world of cultivation where the jungle prevails.

Coughing again, Qixun tried his best to save himself and said confidently: "Cultivation of the Tao and cultivation of the heart can also be done from the heart. The question and answer just now can actually be condensed into two words, from the heart. It can also be condensed into one word again.

Character."

As for what that word is, we won’t say it.

After saying that, he gave the handsome young man and the bearded uncle a look that made you understand.

The handsome young man who was stunned didn't receive her look, and he didn't know whether he understood or not.

But the uncle with the beard accepted it, and then patted Qixun on the shoulder, saying that everyone was of the same mind: "I see, listening to your words is like studying for ten years."

In fact, he doesn't really like reading. Is reading as good as drinking the world's famous wines?

It was also because I didn’t like to study before, so even though he is as good as he is now, he is too lazy to think about his own path. Anyway, his path is smooth and smooth, so he just goes. Why do you think so much?

But now, the little fairy's words were like an enlightenment. He understood!

That is: 'There are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, belittle me, lie to me, and despise me. How should I deal with them? 'Just tolerate them, let them go, avoid them, let them go, be patient with them, and respect them.

, without saying a word, go up and fan him, and after fanning him for a few times, just look at him.'

He feels that he has practiced Taoism for nearly a hundred years and is quite attentive. Don’t worry about what other people are like, we just care about ourselves. We have always done what we love.

It turns out that this is Goudao!

The uncle with the beard sighed: "It turns out that I and others are stupid... No, little fairy, we are actually members of the same path! It is enough for a cultivator to realize that he has already known himself. It will make him realize what he is doing."

Qi Xun was surprised. This bearded uncle looked so fierce. He never expected that he was actually sincere! You really can't tell a person's face.

To be honest, as a Taoist, it’s not good to have to fight and kill a lot!

If she wasn't good at writing, it would probably be more difficult for her to pursue a career in literature, and since she wasn't very good at showing off, she still wanted to pursue a career in literature.

Martial arts is really not suitable for her.

Although she doesn't say it, in her heart she always envies her mother, sister and elder cousin.

There are thousands of people practicing Taoism, but only the scribes are the most elegant.

Seeing that the uncle with the beard is actually a person who follows his heart, but he is still an individual practitioner, it is inevitable that the rabbit will die and the fox will be sad... No, this word seems to be used incorrectly, it should be that I feel the same, yes, I feel the same, I can't help but feel the same, it is not easy for everyone.

Woolen cloth.

I exchanged small fists with the uncle, and saw that the uncle had just been digging for a long time, and he was lonely. Qi Xun's family has a drunken beauty and a master. He immediately understood what the uncle was taking, and without saying a word, he took out a bottle of spiritual wine.

In the hands of the uncle.

The uncle opened it and took a whiff, and was immediately overjoyed: "It's hard to find someone who knows me. It's too late to meet you, little fairy. Since we have wine, how can we not have a good time? Take a walk and find a quiet place to drink! I know a good one.

Chef Ling, a brother with excellent skills and an excellent reputation, still has some friendship with me. Let's ask him to cook two delicious dishes, and he will live up to this pot of fine wine."

Qixun spread his hands: "I guess I can't drink for the time being."

A group of people from the God's Death Realm were already approaching them. How could they let them go without checking them out?

Besides, she can't leave her eldest nephew who is still fighting in the ring to have fun, right?

The uncle and the handsome young man who had woken up frowned as they looked at the group of vicious people in the Gods of Death.

The handsome young man frowned and asked Qixun with a smile: "My little Taoist friend is not afraid?"

Qixun smiled and said: "I am a young martial artist. Even if I jump out and say that I am the killer, others will believe me. No one will suspect me, so what else do I have to be afraid of?"

As for whether the people in the Divine Death Realm would anger her because of her low cultivation level, Qixun said there was no need to worry at all. Who could come here without confidence?

The current task of the people in the Gods of Death is to find the suspect. If they cause trouble for her for no reason, they are causing trouble for themselves.

As long as the brain is still a brain, there will be no extraneous problems.

After all, their coming here to conduct an investigation has already caused dissatisfaction among the monks.

As a result, just as he was talking, people from the Gods and Death Realm saw these three people gathered together. One was a body cultivator who was not dressed in decent clothes, a small martial artist, and the other was a human-looking dog, but his cultivation level was only a great master. At the beginning, he was too lazy to be polite and just said: "Name, which realm you come from, which sect, what is your natal weapon, and what kind of skills you practice, please report it quickly."

It's too much to ask people what exercises they practice! I've never seen them ask other monks this question before.

The handsome young man raised his eyebrows and was about to quarrel with someone, but then he thought of the Essence of Gou Dao before Qixun. He had gained a small amount, so he endured his temper and only answered his name and what realm he came from, but left the rest of the questions unanswered.

The people of the Gods of Death were already in a bad mood, but as a result, several late-stage grandmasters were ignored by the early-stage grandmasters. How can people who are used to arrogance tolerate this? They immediately scolded: "Boy, do you want to die! Hurry and report it honestly!"

The uncle with the beard had just gotten drunk and was in a good mood. Although he was delayed by these guys for a while, he was too lazy to talk and planned to talk to him. After talking, he went to drink without wasting his time, but these guys didn't do it. , just to waste his time, but actually cursed him!

Can this be tolerated?

So he slapped him with great sincerity. Qixun and the handsome young man saw the guy flying twenty meters away with the uncle's slap.

The two of them swallowed their saliva in unison and looked at the bearded uncle in disbelief.

No, uncle, where are the people we agreed to share the same path with? Aren’t we following our hearts?

The uncle looked embarrassed, rubbed his head and said with a smile: "Just tolerate him, let him, avoid him, let him, be patient with him, respect him, go up and fan him without saying a word, after fanning him for a few times, you can see He... I understand."

Qixun:......

Handsome young man:......

People from the Gods of Death:......

Onlookers:......

Qixun is also convinced by this uncle. Is that what we mean?

Was your reading comprehension taught by your physical education teacher?

Qixun shrunk his shoulders and moved closer to the handsome young man. This uncle was not very good-looking. He might have slapped a strong man in the late stage of the Grand Master away. He was a real boss. I was afraid of him.

Seeing that one of their own had been beaten, the people of the Gods' Death Realm immediately exploded with anger that had been building up for many days. Without saying a word, they used all kinds of spells to hit the bearded uncle.

The uncle with the beard felt angry when he saw that these guys were still blocking him and delaying him from tasting the wine. He slapped those people one after another, and with lightning speed, he once again incited a group of people to fly away.

Qixun:!

Everyone:!

After the uncle with the beard finished inciting people, he saw Qixun hiding behind the handsome young man. He thought that Qixun was frightened by these guys from the Gods of Death. He also thought that the handsome young man had talked to him before and could be considered one of his own, so he simply sent Qixun to him.

Xun and the handsome young man grabbed it together and carried them to find the amazing brother in the food world.

Qixun and the handsome young man were in a trance.

Who am I, where am I, what happened?
Chapter completed!