v7 Chapter 120： Suspension of cultivation (2/2)

The water quality is clear, not deep, and you can look directly at the bottom of the stream to see the plants that are rooted in light sand.

There are several green trees beside the stream. I don't know how many years it has grown. The trunk is thick and cracked, like an old man's wrinkles, but it is still leafy and vigorous, showing a few cool places under the hot sun. There are birds making nests on it, squeaking, and in this quiet environment, it sounds quite pleasant.

The courtyard is built of thatched grass, slightly dilapidated, and weeds are growing, but it is located in this beautiful scenery, but it is more quiet and has no meaning of solitude.

Xiao Chen's eyes swept around, then he waved his hand, and an illusory force appeared in the void, repairing the courtyard, removing weeds, restoring the original appearance, and sweeping away all the dust inside.

Raise your hand for a virtual photo, with several feet of mountains and stones flying in the distance, fingers and fingers lightly swaying like a sword, and a sword horn shoots out, instantly untie it and turn it into a stone table with 7 seats. neat.

Xiao Chen stepped down and took out a bottle of fine wine with his backhand. He stretched out his hands to open the wine seal, raised his hands and drank, his posture was wild, but his face was dim.

Setting foot on the road was a coincidence of chance and destiny. Now it is so turbulent that the life of game killing is not what Xiao Chen thinks. If he can choose, maybe he would prefer to be a mundane person and marry. His wife gave birth to his son, Cheng Huan's two parents fell under his lap. If so, you don't have to bear many pressures, many sufferings, and loneliness alone.

Xiao Chen is not a saint. He has ordinary people's passions and desires. Most of the thousands of years of solitary practice have left him deeply exhausted. Because of the many burdens in his heart, he cannot stop but can only suppress this exhaustion. move on.

Today, at the small bridge and flowing water, the thatched hut is the most desirable place to live in his heart. He lives with his parents, receives four lovers, and gives birth to some children. They are quiet and quiet.

When busy, men and women weaving and weaving, sitting under the tree at night after dinner, watching the stars, whispering softly.

In the free time, fishing in Linxi, fish make that delicious food, the family reunion at the table, laughter.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, covered the bitterness of his eyes, fantasized everything in his mind, and kept it in his heart as deep as possible, just because of all this, the day he began to set foot on the road to cultivation, it has become a luxury hope.

He was tired but couldn't rest, so he had to give himself a chance to relax at some appropriate time.

For example right now.

By the stream, in the thatched house, Xiao Chen'an stayed. Like a mundane man, he did not use the magic power of a little, or drank from drinking, fishing from the river, watching the wind and rain in the middle of the night, or enjoying the scenery on a sunny day. , The mind gradually calms down, just like the water stops. The monks practice hard and numerous things, and they need hard work to achieve success, but occasionally stopping for cultivation may be more beneficial.

Xiao Chen lived near the river between the mountains and forests, watching the changes in the clouds, the nebula flowing, and a tired heart was relaxed.

Time goes by, and the moon is turning.

During this period of time, several monks passed by here, staying far away, and when their consciousness was swept away, their faces changed greatly, their eyes appeared in awe, and they turned away after giving the gift. Just because they could clearly see a blue robe figure with their naked eyes, but Yuanshen swept through, but didn't notice it at all. This situation is enough to shake their hearts.

On this day, the sky was still a little dark, the eastern sky was reddish, and a few dim lights were revealed. The whole mountain forest was extremely quiet and silent.

Xiao Chen was sitting at the stone table, holding a jug, drinking from time to time, looking calm, dark eyes soft and restrained, like a gemstone, the whole body breath was peaceful, like a spring breeze.

Sitting silently, the sky was getting brighter. With the leaping sun of the East, it suddenly burst into the sky and shone down, shining the earth, reflecting the mountains, and falling on the stone table Qingpao figure.

Xiao Chen's action was slightly paused. After a few breaths, his hand flickered a little, and he directly put away the jug. His eyes were simple and gentle, and he swept across the place where he had lived in the recent months. It seemed so profound that he wanted to imprint this scene into it. Among the gods.

Close your eyes and open again, there is a flash of magic light, like a sword like a sword, can cut the sky, can break the earth.

He is destined not to be an ordinary person, nor can he enjoy a long and peaceful life. After a short break, he will be on the road again, because the auction conference held by the Shangyuan Auction Hall will begin today.

Standing up, striding forward, the aura of light flashed, and the figure disappeared. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Chen never looked back again. Today, he has not stood on the top of the world, the extreme of the world, and has not qualified to stop to rest.

Everything will eventually return to its original track.

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Shangyuan Auction Hall will hold a large-scale auction event at the Trial Battlefield. A large number of precious treasures will come out at that time, and some of them will be extremely valuable even within the ethnic treasure house. As a result, naturally, it has attracted countless eyes. .

Upon receiving an invitation from the monks, the Metropolis will immediately return the matter to the Dai ethnic group, wait for the order to return, and then make a decision. They are the younger generation of ethnic groups, they are trained by the ethnic groups, and they are also in awe of the ethnic groups.

Faced with this matter, the response of the top leaders of all ethnic groups was quick and simple.

Promise it.

Although the Shangyuan Auction Hall is powerful, it will never interfere in the struggle between the ethnic groups. It is a large-scale neutral force. Dealing with them will not harm the interests of the ethnic group, and it may also form a mutually beneficial situation.

Shangyuan Auction Hall wants to get to know the geniuses of the major ethnic groups that have not completely risen, and the senior members of the ethnic group also hope to deepen their relationship and cooperation through this matter. , Will definitely come to attend.

And because of some of these precious auctions, an invisible wrestling between the major ethnic groups began again.