"I really didn't mean it..."

Ma Lingyu was about to cry, so pitiful... But Zhang Qingyun couldn't bear to look at a little Taoist boy like this: "If there is no one, just use your own identity."

Having a gorgeous beauty by your side is always more eye-catching than a Taoist boy.

Zhang Qingyun felt that he had fallen and began to care about beauty.

"Hurrah..."

After a while, Ma Lingyu returned to normal: "Husband, are you hungry? I'll cook..."

Decades ago, when I was out of seclusion without comment, I saw Sister Yu He looking at the moon alone and muttering to herself, "That's how I called it." Think about it, Sister Yu He was favored just because she was gentle and lovely?

Zhang Qingyun was slightly startled, Ma Lingyu had already entered the Taoist temple.

Looking at the several acres of rice fields, Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly: "Sure enough, the magic power is powerful, and you can do whatever you want. Forget it, although the mountains and wild forests here are not remote, very few people come here."

"Um?"

As soon as he said these words, Zhang Qingyun's expression changed: "It's so remote, why do people come here?"

"Hey... I want to experience life, but my instinct is to use my magical powers... I need to pay attention to this."

Zhang Qingyun returned to the Taoist temple and no longer used his soul to watch the people coming at the foot of the mountain: "Maybe he was just passing by at the foot of the mountain."

Even if you go up the mountain, it is still 10,000 meters high and a bit cold. Most people will not come to this kind of place: "Even a warrior in the second level will take a long time to get from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain."

Although the 10,000-meter mountain is not steep, it is also very special. It is not covered with snow and is not accessible to ordinary people.

Not long after, a bowl of white rice, plus a piece of fried meat and scrambled eggs, was brought out by Ma Lingyu: "Husband, let's have a meal..."

Ma Lingyu has a bold personality, dares to love and hate, and is good at expressing her emotions. Zhang Qingyun washed his hands. When he saw the rice on the table, his eyebrows twitched.

Although the bowl is not big, it is not small either. It only contains a dozen grains of rice. Each grain of rice is about the size of a thumb: "Is this the rice you just planted?"

"Do you want to try it?"

Helping Zhang Qingyun pick up the food, everything was very natural.

Zhang Qingyun smiled: "It smells very good. I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good."

"It would be too wasteful if I started to work hard by myself and always ate out."

At that time, wages were low and prices were high. She had to save her monthly salary in a planned way. There would be very little for pocket money: "So, I made it myself. It is convenient, simple, and saves money."

Ma Lingyu came from a bad background and was from a single-parent family. She is a strong-tempered person. While eating, Zhang Qingyun praised: "This craftsmanship is as good as your sister Cao's."

"The second sister's craftsmanship is the best. I even studied with her for a while."

Being praised by your sweetheart is the most satisfying thing.

...

"Brother, do we still have to go up the mountain now?"

As night fell, halfway up the mountain, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old looked worriedly to the young man next to him, about twenty years old, for advice: "This mountain is too high..."

The young man looked at his younger brother and sighed slightly: "Changchun, if you can't hold on, just go down the mountain and go home."

"I won't go back!"

The young man who had been a little withdrawn just now suddenly became hardened: "I want to go up the mountain and ask for help from the gods to protect my grandma's life."

The young man was sweating profusely and panting heavily. His bright eyes were full of determination.

Seeing his younger brother like this, the young man felt a little distressed: "Changchun, you have been weak and sick since you were a child, so you should go down the mountain before it gets dark..."

This was not his biological brother. He was a child that his grandmother picked up after his parents disappeared into the wilderness. He was only four years old that year.

He remembered clearly that his younger brother had a high fever and was already in a coma...it was after an autumn rain, and his younger brother almost died from being soaked in the rain all night.

Grandma loved him very much, and her heart ached for him. His younger brother was in poor physical condition, but he was very strong. He remembered that when he was fifteen years old, he was admitted to a martial arts academy, but his family had no money at all.

At that time, grandma began to become frail and sick again. It was the younger brother who worked early in the morning and worked late at night, trying every means to make money to help him go to school... At that time, the younger brother was always dressed in rags, and as a teenager, he hated his younger brother very much. , I always feel that it is very embarrassing to have such a younger brother.

Even if you meet him on the street, he will ignore you.

He felt very guilty. After two years in the martial arts academy, he was finally attacked by a monster due to a trial in the wilderness, and his Dantian was damaged, so he had to drop out of school. After all, he was considered a third-level warrior, and his work was pretty good. The conditions at home gradually improved.

As he grew older, he realized that everything he had now was given to him by his younger brother who he looked down upon and even hated.

He tried to make amends and atone for his sins.

Fortunately, my brother is very obedient and sensible... He is so well-behaved that it makes people feel bad.

There used to be a Taoist temple here, but he didn't know it at first... But there were rumors in villages ten miles away, and even further afield, that this Taoist temple was dedicated to the Three Pure Ones, and it was very efficacious.

Especially making wishes is particularly effective.

He actually didn't believe it. After asking around, he found out that this Taoist temple was built more than 800 years ago. After it was built, it suffered great changes. There were even no Taoist priests here.

Speaking of Taoist priests, the young man vaguely heard that there was a Taoist master who was like a god. Now the master of the Master of the Taoist Palace was a strong man with infinite good fortune.

In the capital of the gods, there is an open space where the master once had his dojo, but no one has seen this Taoist priest... Rumor has it that the Taoist priest's wife has a dojo in Kunlun and is called the Kunlun Fairy.

"I won't go back!"

Changchun gritted his teeth: "It was my idea to come here to pray for grandma. Brother came with me, how can I go back?"

His brother's firm voice interrupted his meditation.

Turning his head, looking into the young man's bright eyes, Changfeng smiled fondly: "Okay, since you insist, let's rest here for one night and continue climbing the mountain tomorrow morning. Now let's set up the tent..."

"elder brother..."

The tent was pitched and Changfeng was cooking the suggested food. Changchun said mysteriously: "I haven't been out of the village much. After all, you were once a martial arts student and you are well-informed..."

Changfeng felt a pang in his heart. His younger brother was frail and sick, and rarely left the village. He couldn't even imagine what kind of job his younger brother did back then. His young shoulders could support his three months of tuition and food expenses...

He felt a little guilty that he used his younger brother's youth to attend the martial arts academy for two years.

He didn't know what his brother wanted to express, so he said softly: "Brother will take you out more from now on, go outside and see..."

"Forget it..."

Changchun lowered his head: "Grandma is not in good health, and we still have to take care of her."

Changfeng was startled and felt even more guilty. Just now he had selectively forgotten his grandma because he was ashamed of his younger brother... It was really unfilial. Changfeng's face turned red: "Okay, I will take a vacation when grandma gets well."

When I arrive, I will take you to see the mountains and rivers."

"Brother... this Daomen Mountain, if the Taoist temple here is effective, we will burn more incense. If it is not effective, let's go to Kunlun..."

There was worry in the young man's eyes, but also a hint of determination.

Where is Kunlun?

That is the entrance to the Heavenly Court. The mountains there are tens of thousands of feet high, and there are endless monsters and beasts all around... Not to mention their brothers, even if a few of the Sixth Realm enter it and go deep into the wilderness, they will die!

Just over ten years ago, a seventh-level boss died in it, let alone them.

"good..."

He couldn't refuse his brother's wish.

Many people yearn for Kunlun, but few people have actually seen Kunlun Fairy. And he also yearns for Kunlun Fairy.

The next day, the two brothers woke up and continued climbing the mountain...without any tents. Firstly, it was not too high from the top of the mountain. They firmly believed that they could reach the top of the mountain at night.

Secondly, it is easier to get rid of cumbersome things like tents.

...

On the top of the mountain, Ma Lingyu shuttled among the fields: "Husband, come quickly, there are fish in the rice fields..."

After breakfast, as soon as he came out of the Taoist temple, he saw Ma Lingyu in high spirits. Zhang Qingyun came to the rice field and couldn't laugh or cry: "Our rice field is really magical. It can actually breed marine fish..."

"Don't you like sea fish?"

Ma Lingyu squatted down, and when she was about to catch a sea fish, she looked a little confused: "Actually, there are still big eels in the rice fields. How about we catch a few to replenish your supply?"

"Hmm...huh?"

Ma Lingyu was fierce and bold, and Zhang Qingyun didn't react for a while.

what does this mean?

We fight for a thousand years... Do you care about ten minutes or eight minutes?

Does this mean I'm vain?

Think about it, everything was as usual last night, meditating all night...Looking at Ma Lingyu, who was blushing but boldly looking at him, Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "It's okay to catch a few big eels."

Ma Lingyu smiled, took off her shoes and socks, walked into the rice field barefoot, and really started to search for eels...

Zhang Qingyun did not go to the rice field. With the "efforts" of a cheating woman, within a few minutes, he began to tell Zhang Qingyun: "Go and get the bucket quickly, I caught one..."

Ma Lingyu grabbed a big eel with joy on her face: "I'll eat braised eel tonight, and I'll make eel soup for you."

Zhang Qingyun entered the Taoist temple and brought a bucket: "The big eel is also very easy to catch... More than 800 years ago, I often looked at the video screen, but it seems that it is not easy to catch."

Sister, you cheated...

Even if she didn't actively use her magical power, Ma Lingyu's realm was lower than Zhang Qingyun's. Zhang Qingyun could see through it at a glance. After Ma Lingyu's palm reached into the water, the space fluctuated, and it had already crossed an unknown distance and directly locked onto the big eel in a swamp.
To be continued...