Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 361: Be a widow castellan!

The house arranged by Yang Qianli is naturally good, with rockery, emerald pools, jagged rocks, and various exotic flowers and plants, which is quite like the Luozhou gardens that are "close to the universe".

It is said that this was originally the old-age garden of the second-grade dragon. After the evil dragon was destroyed by the He family, the Lu family, the first family of Leya, wanted to give this house to Yang Qianli on behalf of the city lord's mansion. Yang Qianli refused to accept it, but in the end, because of Princess Pingyang's face, he could only accept this wish on behalf of his own Lord Hou. They don't live there on weekdays, but they send people to clean it from time to time, and they have the right to be Chen Luo's garden in Leya City. When Chen Luo came today, it was naturally arranged here.

At this time, Chen Luoke was not in the mood to visit the elegant gardens, his mind was full of that weird little beggar. It's just that regardless of Confucianism or Taoism, at most it is to fix the appearance and not rejuvenate, so it is rare to see a master who looks like a child.

Could it be the reincarnated soul boy of Buddhism?

Impossible. If the reincarnated soul boy wants to cultivate to a high level again, he has to practice step by step. It's just that there is no bottleneck compared to ordinary people. What's more, that look about to starve to death doesn't look like a soul boy?

Chen Luo shook his head, perhaps because he was so impressed with the beggar in the carriage that his eyes were dazzled. As for the change of the dangerous mirror, to be honest, under the bad luck of heaven, the dangerous mirror basically became a vibration mode.

Maybe it's my eyesight.

Chen Luo didn't tell Lang Feixian and the others about it either. After all, there was no need to hide it, and they couldn't make any preparations. Talking about it would only increase their worry. However, he gave Yang Qianli an extra order to check on the situation of the little beggar and report back.

Collected up the mood again, sat in the study, wrote a greeting card personally, and handed it to Yang Qianli to send to Princess Pingyang, and then he started to find Jin Guagua.

Senior Sister, needless to say, all the cultural treasures that can be produced must be given to herself, but Jin Guagua is also a top rich second generation.

The kind with a pinch of oil.

…

"Quack? (Wenbao?)" Looking at Chen Luo, Jin Guagua, who was licking a sugar-coated and throwing a pill, took off the small backpack on his back, flipped through it, and raised his head, "Quack !(No!)"

"It doesn't matter whether it's Wenbao, Daobao or Buddhabao! I'll exchange other treasures with you!" Chen Luo nodded and said.

Jin Guagua rummaged through the backpack again, and then simply threw the backpack to Chen Luo: "Quack! Quack! (Look for yourself! I can't find it)"

Chen Luo took the thumb-sized backpack, and he was not polite, anyway, his brother. He branched out a ray of divine and soul power into the small backpack, and was instantly shocked.

Inside the backpack, there are nine gleaming high mountains, and a series of strange and colorful waterfalls leave from the mountains. If you look closely, the waterfalls are actually composed of grains of pills.

"Quack! Quack! (Whoever you like, tell me! Take it out!)"

"Quack... (No one else can take it except me!)"

"Quack! (I can only take the first four treasure mountains, and I can't take the last five because I haven't reached my cultivation level!)"

Chen Luo's gaze quickly swept across the four treasure mountains, and treasures that were rare outside flashed across his mind. Among them, there were many materials that could be refined into Wenbao, but unfortunately there were no ready-made ones.

Chen Luo withdrew from the backpack, returned the backpack to Jin Guagua, and asked curiously: "Why do you have so many treasures? Your mother-in-law's money house is not as rich as you, right?"

Jin Guagua put on the backpack again: "Quack! (They are all from my mother.)"

"Quack! Quack? (My mother is Tianyun Toad! Do you understand Tianyun Toad?)"

"Quack! (It's the kind that can fall into the ruins of the ancient monster with just a hop!)"

Speaking of this, Jin Guagua, who has always been heartless, suddenly looked a little lonely, and his singing was not so loud.

"Quack... (The only unlucky thing for my mother may be that she gave birth to me...)"

"Quack... (She gave birth to me with her good luck...)"

When Chen Luo saw that Jin Guagua was so depressed, he couldn't help feeling distressed, and patted Jin Guagua's head lightly: "Auntie must think that is the luckiest thing in her life."

"Quack..." Jin Guagua yelled to himself, but this time there was no voice transmission from the soul, and then, he regained his arrogant expression and said, "Cack? Quack! Quack! (Do you think those Treasure? No problem! Let’s buy it!)”

As he said that, Jin Guagua patted his small backpack: "Quack! (We have money!)"

Chen Luo laughed dumbfounded, and stroked the frog's head well. Suddenly, Chen Luo thought of a question.

Hasn't Jin Guagua been clinging to senior brother all this way? Why is the elder brother missing?

…

Garden pond.

A green lotus floats in the water.

Yun Siyao strolled to the edge of the pond, glanced at the pond, and called softly: "Brother..."

Qinglian floated over slowly, and turned into the phantom of Lang Feixian: "Xiaoyaoer! Didn't you accompany little brother?"

Yun Siyao blushed slightly, and said coquettishly: "Mastiff Lingling is following. I deliberately found a free time to chat with you."

Lang Feixian looked helpless: "Did you see it?"

Yun Siyao nodded: "By the time we left Dongcang, you should have recovered your cultivation as a Confucianist?"

The phantom of Fairy Langfei nodded slowly.

"Before the junior brother opened the Tianmen, more precisely, when I was in the Wuliang Lake of the Wuyuan Academy, I had already recovered my cultivation as a great Confucian."

"Then why..." Yun Siyao waved his hand, and there was an extra futon on the ground. Yun Siyao knelt and sat on the futon, "You want to follow Li Qinglian's path?"

Lang Feixian's phantom sat down casually: "Qinglian's remnant soul killed the barbarian **** with the sword in my dream, did my little brother tell you?"

Yun Siyao nodded.

"That's not an ordinary remnant soul." Lang Feixian sighed, "That's not a remnant soul, it's sword intent! Poetry and sword intent!"

"At the same time as the sword cut the barbarian god, it also showed me the poetic way of swordsmanship!"

Yun Siyao shook his head slightly: "But senior brother, you don't have Li Qinglian's poetic world. Throughout the ages, no one has been able to create the world with poetry like Li Qinglian."

Lang Feixian's expression was a bit lonely: "Is there any wine?"

Yun Siyao turned over his hands, and there was an extra jug of wine in his hand. He slapped the mud seal off, and Yun Siyao poured all of them onto Qinglian.

"It's not impossible!" Fairy Langfei laughed, "I just want to take advantage of my junior brother."

Yun Siyao blinked, and instantly understood Lang Feixian's thoughts. After a while, he hesitated and said: "But... Senior Brother, you are only one step away from becoming a saint!"

"What a pity."

"One step is so close, one step is the end of the world!" Lang Feixian shook his head slightly, "It's just that I might want to steal the limelight from my junior brother."

Yun Siyao chuckled lightly: "If you really want to do that, the success rate of my junior brother can be increased by at least 10%! Besides..."

Yun Siyao took out another pot of wine, but this time he drank a couple of sips before pouring it on Qinglian: "Have you ever seen a master whose limelight was stolen by the guards!"

"Hahahaha..." Lang Feixian laughed out loud twice, not a little bit of a dishonest look on weekdays. His illusory figure slowly disappeared, but a voice came out; "Let me contemplate a little longer, and go further. Don't tell my junior brother beforehand."

"When the time comes, give him a surprise!"

After the words fell, Qinglian slowly drifted away.

Yun Siyao got up slowly, looked at the green lotus floating in the pool, and sighed indiscernibly.

…

Leya City Lord's Mansion.

Princess Pingyang looked at the greeting card in her hand, and threw it aside with a dark face, a little dissatisfied: "Why are these people so shameless?"

"Just because you are the son of a sage, you don't have to lose face. Do they think that I have never seen a good poem or word in Pingyang?"

"If you want to impress me with poetry, their ancestors are almost resurrected!"

Lv Changle on the side quickly said: "Princess be careful! Saints must not be disrespectful!"

"Isn't it because Marquis Wu's song 'Ask What Love Is in the World' made the princess make an exception to meet each other? Such!"

"That's why..."

Hearing Lu Changle's words, Princess Pingyang curled her lips: "That's how he wrote such poems!"

Lv Changle choked for a moment, and said: "Actually, there are a few young masters who are pretty good!"

Princess Pingyang: "It's not as good as Chen Luo!"

Lv Changle is helpless, princess, you are being unreasonable.

How do you compare Chen Luo's poems?

Thinking of those guests, Lu Changle also sighed.

"After all, they are all guests invited by the ancestors. Maybe the princess's future husband-in-law is among them. The princess should take a good look." Then he added, "It's better than the ancestors in the future. Duo~IndoMTL.com~Princess Pingyang shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "If you mean marriage, you mean marriage, I've thought about it a long time ago, at worst, I'll be a widow and castellan! "

"Maybe a chaste archway can be erected outside the city lord's mansion."

"Will it be very face-saving?"

"Ahem!" Lu Changle was startled by Princess Pingyang's words.

Why does the majestic princess who looks like a fairy have a mouth?

At this moment, a maid hurried in and handed an invitation to Princess Pingyang: "Princess, Lord Yang of Leyagang has handed over an invitation."

"Yang Qianli?" Princess Pingyang was puzzled, she stretched out her hand to take the greeting card, and only after reading two lines of words, her eyes lit up.

"Master Lu, Chen Luo has come to Leya!"

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