Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The twenty-second bowl of soup (18)

Qing Huan is also selfish.

The immortal cultivators in this world can't never appear again, and she is a relatively short-sighted person, so she secretly blessed her, if one day, some of her disciples and grandchildren will give up their little love for the world's great love, or After experiencing love, you can still keep your original intention, Purdue the world, then the fairyland will open again.

She will never fall in love with anyone again, which has become a fatal flaw in this vein. Ruthlessness and lovelessness are not the end, but getting out of love is the way.

Once she is infected with love, she will no longer be able to practice Taoism. Because of her own reasons, Qing Huan feels a little guilty in her heart, but she can't force it to change. This was the price she paid for preaching, and nothing was perfect, including her. What can she do?

The only thing is to warn the disciples that they can only accept one person in the future, and the other party's fate is also lonely.

The formation and development, existence and change of all things in the world are inseparable from the five elements, and the five elements generate and restrain each other, the transformation of yin and yang, and the profound yellowness of the heaven and earth. So even if it was preaching, Qing Huan didn't dare to worry too much. If they were dedicated to learning, they could study on their own. As for how far they can go, that's not what she worries about.

Because of her own special existence, she peeks at the secret and transforms the law into a euphemistic professor of the five elements. Qing Huan knows that she is stepping on the bottom line and walking in a gray area. Although her intentions and starting points are good, she must minimize any hidden dangers that could jeopardize the balance of the world. If you want to fix this world and make other worlds uneasy, then the cart before the horse is really put the cart before the horse.

The lives that live in these worlds have their own trajectories, but a world should not die because of these lives. It should be aging and death following the laws of nature. How can innocent lives and the world be destroyed together due to the fault of some lives?

Qing Huan can only do the best she can, no matter how demanding she is, her responsibility is not here.

At this moment, she is lying leisurely on the roof basking in the sun, with peanuts, melon seeds and candied haws on the small table by her hand, the spring sun is warm on her body, although it is still a little cold, but that is not a problem, because she Underneath, Xingliang Tu'er spread a warm felt, and there was lotus seed porridge made by Xingzhi Tu'er on the table. Life was really happy.

What's good about accepting apprentices is that they all respect her master very much, and probably know that her only weakness is eating, so everyone is a good cook.

At this moment, Qing Huan grabbed a handful of melon seed shells and threw it over, and pinned Meng Xingyan, who was swaying and lazy, to the tree, "Squatting for two hours on horseback."

"Master, don't! I'm so old, why are you punishing me for squatting!" Meng Xingyan almost fainted in front of his eyes. He hasn't squatted since he was eleven years old! That is the most basic thing, and now punishing him, isn't it embarrassing him in front of the junior brothers and sisters!

However, he only protested this sentence, and then moved to the wall to squat. A handsome face filled with resentment, seeing Meng Xingzhi and Meng Xingyu snickering.

Alas, to say that his second senior brother is also a useless person. Among the five senior brothers and sisters, he is the youngest with the younger junior sister, so although he is called the second senior brother, he is actually more like the fourth senior brother, right?

The more I think about it, the more my heart becomes more and more congested. I think that he has been a teacher for more than ten years, and he will soon be thirty years old. He was also punished by his master to squat. No one believes that Qing Huan is their master when they go out now, because from the outside, their apprentices are much older than their master.

Meng Xingyan complained in his heart. After more than ten years, Master has not shown any signs of old age. It's not that they have not thought about the weirdness, but no one cared about it. Meng Xingyu and Meng Xingzhi were rescued by Master. , I am too, but now, the senior sister is almost forty, and she always shows a respectful expression to the loli-like master, sometimes it is really a bit overwhelming.

Therefore, Meng Xingyan sometimes secretly calls Master the old monster in his heart.

I have spent more than ten years in the mountains. Just like the old man Lang took his brothers and sisters back then, Qing Huan found a mountain with beautiful mountains and clear waters, very high and high, and basically no one had ever been to a place where he built a simple wooden house on the top of the mountain. Over the years, they have been strictly urging them to practice qigong. She sleeps until the sun rises by herself every day, but orders the disciples to get up on time to meditate and practice the Way, and forces them to take a medicinal bath and even put strange bugs in them!

Meng Xingzhi, who has inherited the Qing Huan Gu technique, likes to scare the second senior brother with insects the most. This man looks tall, but he is even afraid of caterpillars, hehe.

These are not ordinary bugs. Putting them in the bath can not only strengthen the body, but also unclog the muscles and veins. It's really a blessing in disguise, these stupid apprentices.

"Master, yesterday there were people at the foot of the mountain saying that something strange happened in the village. I begged us to take a look, but we don't have much money. We discussed that we don't need Master to bring us this time. Let's go together. Master, can you see it?" Meng Xing Ryo came over from the house to ask. As time went by, she became more and more calm, just like the style of a parent. Master didn't usually take care of things, so she worked hard to grow up and study hard, because she knew that Master would leave one day.

In the beginning, Meng Xingliang believed Qing Huan's words and believed that Qing Huan was a "god". But after being together for a long time, Meng Xingliang, who has inherited the horoscope and astrology, has a faint feeling that Master may not be as simple as "God". It's a pity that her Taoism is superficial, not to mention her master's fate, not even those who are a little closer, otherwise it will be backlash. This Dao technique is too large and powerful, but it also has many limitations.

Because Meng Xingliang has been with Qinghuan for the longest time and has learned the most, she can't tell her own experience to her younger brothers and sisters. Therefore, even the master is likely to do such a thing. Xing Liang didn't know how to speak.

On the way down the mountain to catch the ghost, Meng Xingliang still told the conjecture that "Master left", Meng Xingyan's character was the most impulsive, and anxiously said: "Isn't Master immortal? How could it be—ah no, I am Said, Master, she is an old man with a long life and eternal youth, why did she leave?" Under the glares of other brothers and sisters, he spoke quickly, then condemned himself in his heart, and even said what was in his heart, cough.

"I don't know either, but I... just know." Meng Xingliang looked at the sky indifferently. The Taoist art she learned was very calm, but when she thought that the master would leave them one day, Meng Xingliang looked at the sky. Still uneasy and reluctant.

If you can't hear Master's voice again, can't soak in a medicinal bath full of strange bugs or medicinal herbs, can't eat Master's hand-made meals, no Master's earnest teachings, no her smile, no Her comforting and hugging... Having lived together for so many years, Master has become a belief.

And how can one lose faith?

"I feel the same way," Meng Xingzhi murmured. "Master is always casual, she is very close to us, but I still think she is so far away. We don't know where she came from, why she is so powerful, and why she wants to teach us that we have never been here Taoism in the world... Except for her name, we don't know anything about her, but she has been with us for more than ten years. I always feel that Master is going to leave, and sometimes I think, maybe it's better for Master to leave now. That way, you don't have to be afraid all the time, and one morning, the master will be gone."

"Master wants us to be independent and strong, but he just doesn't want us to rely too much on her. She hasn't come down the mountain for a few years, and she won't take any action no matter how powerful evil things are. Although I don't know how long Master will stay with us, but... ..." Meng Xingchao said softly. "Cherish the moment."

Meng Xingyu didn't speak, just a little sad. Except for the senior sister, they are all orphans, and the master is not only an elder to them, but also a relative and a dependency, and even a pursuit. No matter how hard they work, they can't reach Master's level, but despite this, they still hope to live with Master in the future.

Families shouldn't be separated, should they?

But that day, the master left.

He left silently, not even saying goodbye.

That day... Meng Xingliang still remembers that the weather was good, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. In the morning, it was rare for Master to get up early to make breakfast for them, and each made a new set of clothes. He told them very seriously that day. They, they have come to the time when they can choose the contracted beast, they have sealed them in a bamboo tube over the years, and gave them the spirit purified by spells and Buddhist scriptures. Then drive them to practice.

Squatting horse squatting, standing plum blossom stakes standing plum blossom stakes, practicing swordsmanship, punching boxing, breathing breathing, reading reading... They always have a lot of homework to do, Master There is no end to speaking.

This day was no different than usual. The breakfast was very good, so at noon they thought that Master would be merciful and make another dinner.

But no.

Master disappeared, leaving only a note saying: You always ask us what the name of this line is. Actually, we don't have a name, but from this day on, we will be called the Meng Po line.

Afterwards, the brothers and sisters went their separate ways, wandering in the mortal world, slaying demons and slaying demons, and escaping from the world to practice asceticism, but the mountain will always be their home. Every year on this day, they return, but the master never shows up again.

Meng Po's lineage, far away from the world, has mysterious Taoism, and is full of righteousness. Whenever the world is in chaos, Po Meng's lineage will turn out to turn the tide.

Countless sects are afraid of them, but while they are strong, the number of sects is sparse, never exceeding five.

They take the common people as their responsibility, run around, and endure for thousands of years.