Chapter 69 That's Not a Chance The waiter was wiping the counter with a white cloth. When he saw him come in, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face. Although he was only a minor Qi Refiner, he spoke neither servilely nor arrogantly, which made people feel good about him: "Master, how many of you are there?" Knowing that there was only one person there, he just wanted to find a corner to have a cup of tea to kill time. The tea he wanted was just an ordinary low-level spiritual tea, but he still enthusiastically led him in. Once bitten by a snake, he will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. To be on the safe side this time, Qiu Tianlu found a good position with his back against the wall and a panoramic view of the entire venue. The layout of this teahouse is different from the previous one. There is no patio. On the first floor, there is a lobby. In the middle of the lobby there is a square wooden platform with only three steps, so it is not very high. At this moment, there was a big drum on the wooden stage, and a woman in cool clothes was dancing on the drum. Fair skin, charming face, slender ankles, and a string of golden bells tied on them, as if she had no bones in her body. The low-level monks could not see through her movements, but they thought she danced beautifully, and the tapping of her feet to the drum beats was particularly moving, and they could not help but exclaim when they saw the exciting parts. Qiu Tianlu recognized it at a glance. It was a transformed snake demon. It would be unreasonable for it not to be weak and boneless.
The tea arrived quickly, and because the service was so good, he couldn't resist ordering a plate of delicious snacks. Just as I was wondering where to find some extra money as my spirit stones were running out, I saw the snake demon retreat and an old man with a white beard walked up. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an old crow bird whose transformation was not yet complete. It was probably in the process of molting at this time of year. There were several gray-white hair stubs on the sides of its mouth, sticking out like cat whiskers. It must have been very uncomfortable, so it had to pinch them from time to time, looking quite funny. Nowadays, the customs of the people in the world of immortal cultivation are open-minded, and humans and demons can live in harmony in most areas. If it weren't for the serious reproductive isolation, perhaps many mixed-race children would be born. Almost all the major sects have some monster disciples. There is an old turtle at the mountain gate square of Wanjian Sect. Because of its good temper, the young disciples always like to slide on its shell as a slide. Over time, the shell of the turtle has become shiny and patinated. Many guests who come to Wanjian Sect must touch it. The spirit turtle was slow-tempered and never took these unimportant matters to heart, so nothing had happened to it over the years. Wei Wenxin also discussed this issue with Yue Jinxiu. Yue Jinxiu thought that this was because the turtle looked very nice to touch and everyone couldn't help it. However, Wei Wenxin firmly believed that this was because everyone was a little superstitious and believed that the turtle was long-lived and that touching it would lead to a smooth path to immortality and a long life. For example, the Tianfu Sect has a spirit talisman pen that loves to draw, so much so that there is not a single clean wall in the entire Tianfu Sect. But the painting is very abstract and most people can't appreciate it. Wei Wenxin particularly couldn't appreciate it. The first time I visited Tianfu Sect, I applied eye masks for several days before I felt better. Most of those domesticated demon cultivators or spirits like to add the word "spiritual" to themselves, calling themselves spiritual birds, spiritual beasts, and spiritual tools. In essence, they are also demon cultivators and tool cultivators, but they have inherited the Taoist teachings of humans, and their cultivation speed is much faster than those born and raised by nature. Their temperaments are also closer to those of humans, and they are not so wild and difficult to tame. Qiu Tianlu didn't look down on them, he was just worried that the old man was talking too much and wasting his time. After all, he is a very famous chatterbox among the spiritual birds, and he always talks nonsense one after another. But to his surprise, this crow spoke fluently and was particularly witty, making clever remarks from time to time that made people laugh. Qiu Tianlu was feeling depressed, but after hearing this, he felt relaxed and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.
When he smiled, several female cultivators around him secretly looked at him. "Speaking of the story of the ascension of Daoist Master Jiuding a while ago, I'm sure everyone must have heard about it so many times in the past few days that their ears are callused, right?" The old crow raised his skinny little finger with black nails, gently pinched the gray-white hair tube beside his mouth, and said mysteriously: "I have something new here, do you want to hear it? If you say you want to, I will tell you!" With the mark of a scumbag on his face, Qiu Tianlu has been staying in the isolation array these days, fearing that someone would discover him. Unexpectedly, just a few dozen miles away, someone ascended to heaven! This kind of thing, even if it is just a little bit of benefit from it from afar, is a great opportunity for a cultivator. Unexpectedly, he missed it perfectly. Suddenly, I felt a sense of despair in my heart, thinking that "God is going to kill me" and "I will be the next one to become a difficult person." At this moment, accompanied by the repeated "want" and the clatter of spiritual stones thrown onto the stage, the old crow finally spoke: "You probably don't know who is at the Venerable's table, right? Let me tell you, the guest list that leaked a few days ago was not rigorous enough..." The old crow was mysterious, whetting the appetite, and received another wave of rewards before he began to tell the story under the urging of the audience: "The eldest sister from the Wanjian Sect was not on the guest list, but she miraculously appeared at the banquet! She even assisted Dao Zun in preparing one of the dishes!" "Wow~~~~" The audience exclaimed. Qiu Tianlu suddenly felt as if his head was rumbling. One, two, three, four... How come all those who advanced and ascended are related to that female devil? If it happens too many times, it is no longer a coincidence. Could it be that his chance to advance really lies with her? His heart was pounding, beating particularly hard. Qiu Tianlu was about to walk out when he saw the old crow coughing as if a bird feather was stuck in his throat. He picked up a feather fan to cover half of his mouth and said gossipingly: "Do you want to know where this senior sister of the Wanjian Sect who can help people ascend to heaven is now?" Qiu Tianlu really wanted to beat him up, but having learned from the previous beating, he held back. What if this old crow who looks so old and may die at any time is actually a hidden boss? It would be embarrassing to give him wings. He gritted his teeth and threw ten spirit stones onto the stage. Unfortunately, that old man is the most special and popular storyteller in this city. He knows very well what it means to keep people in suspense, and his mentality is as steady as an old turtle. It swept the spiritual stones on the ground into its sleeves, and then left a sentence "If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter!", and walked away with its crutches. After asking the store owner, I learned that this damn creature was in poor health. It only spoke for half an hour every day, and would lie on the ground if threatened. And the teahouse owner was a big demon who couldn't stand seeing this kind of thing, so he had to stand up for it. He felt aggrieved, but he still chose to wait. The teahouse is about to close, and it is impossible to wait inside all night. Qiu Tianlu had no choice but to leave the teahouse.
Today is a rare sunny day, so there are relatively more people on the streets. Passing by a bookstore, I saw a familiar female cultivator in white flipping through a storybook. As she flipped through the book, she excitedly growled: "Once upon a time, there was a swordsman who appeared in front of me, but I called her a female devil and wished I could stay a thousand miles away from her. I never expected that one day, I would burst into tears because I couldn't find her trace! Fairy Qingteng's new book is on the shelves, and it only costs three spirit stones! Wow! I want this one!" "A glance that lasts for a thousand years, the years of tragic love between me and my senior sister? Wow! This book is also very exciting! Boss! Why don't you wrap it up for me quickly?!" Qiu Tianlu hurriedly turned into the alley next to him, fearing that he would be beaten with another punch. The female cultivator glanced at him sideways, but didn't take him seriously at all. Her mind was soon attracted by the storybook again. Qiu Tianlu was in a panic. He had just arrived and didn't know the way. This happened to be a no-fly zone, so he could only keep walking forward along the alley. I don’t know how long I walked, the sky gradually darkened, and when I looked up, I saw lights as far as the eye could see, waiting for the return of the people. There were bright lights one after another, but not a single one was lit for him. There were many warm homes, but none of them was his. I was in a bad mood. Everything I saw seemed sad and my steps became heavier. At this moment, he really wanted to go home, return to his master, return to his fellow disciples, and live out his life in peace. Even if he doesn't break through to the God Transformation Realm, he still has thousands of years to live! Compared to ordinary people, this is already pretty good, so what is there to be afraid of? At the moment when he finally couldn't walk anymore and stopped, he felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw the banner trimmed with red silk on all sides, gently fluttering in the night wind. Xianyuan Restaurant. Sister Wang has been pretending to be sick and not going to school recently. Within half a month, I had a brain CT scan and blood tests, which cost me over 400 yuan. I also took a lot of medicine. The examination showed that everything was normal. When I asked her, she just felt dizzy and had a headache. She couldn't go to school, but she had a lot of fun playing, jumping and dancing. She said she loved playing with her brother at home! I made garlic crayfish for lunch today. I peeled the shells for them while I was trying to persuade her. Me: "It's not easy to be a good mother. You have to work very hard. Generally speaking, if you want to live a good life after having a baby, you have to keep working hard." Sister Wang: "I will find a man to live with in the future. We won't get married or have children. I'll find a handsome man." Oh my God, the child is less than five years old! I tried to stay calm: "Having children has its advantages as well." Sister Wang: "I don't want to peel crayfish for my children. I have learned how to peel them. I will just peel them for myself in the future." I was peeling shrimps for my two children when I suddenly felt a pain in my knees. Still very strong. "If mom doesn't give birth to a child, you two won't be here." Sister Wang: "Surgery is too painful, I don't want it!" I was silent. End the conversation: "You know how you got here, so don't be angry with me, and eat!"
My grandmother almost died of laughter! She said, "If you marry an ugly person, you will give birth to ugly children. Then several generations will be ugly, and you will be in a bad mood. Besides, you will be embarrassed to take an ugly man out." Well, she always uses this standard when looking for a partner, and I have nothing to say. People who are good-looking appreciate each other. I had a bowl of porridge for lunch and felt full. (End of this chapter)