You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 349: Xiaoyao Broken Mirror

Several people were startled, then nodded, with some fear about the future in their eyes, but also some excitement. They were still young, and it was a good opportunity for them to venture into this great world.

Ling Yu clenched his fists, as if he was watching the changes of Ling Ran a hundred years later, and his heroic spirit rose.

Zhong Baixuan had a smile on his face and was looking forward to the future.

Xie Xinyu's face flushed red as she thought about her inheritance and encouraged herself in her heart, "I can do it!"

Yun Qinghan had a bit of disappointment in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up and said, "Brother, you have become the target of public criticism. If I hand you over now, won't you be valuable?"

"Yes~ Senior Sister, if you try to hand me over, you can exchange me for several spiritual treasures~"

“It’s a deal!!”

"Okay!"

At this time, a timid but courageous voice said: "I will not let my brother fall into the hands of those people, I swear!"

It was Jie Xinyu, his face flushed, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Jie Xinyu, whose face turned even redder.

Then there was a roar of laughter.

Changqing felt a little warm in his heart. Jie Xinyu was very simple and reliable, so his words made people believe him more.

"Okay, from now on my safety will be in the hands of Junior Sister Jie. You must work hard on your training!" Chang Qing spoke up to break Jie Xinyu's embarrassment.

Xie Xinyu nodded, her face still flushed.

The moonlight is coming down, very bright.

When the food was served, everyone cheered and ate together at the table. Changqing personally opened a jar of good wine and filled it for everyone.

When I raise my glass to the bright moon, I only toast to the bright moon. With a few good friends around me, there is no need to face the shadow, nor to invite the shadow to drink with me.

What a joy!

At the table, Chang Qing informed them of the sect's future development. Of course, he only talked about some important things. He left all the secrets unsaid. He told them that the matter of the Mirage Dragon Ancient Road would not benefit the sect, so he just let everything take its course.

At midnight, everyone was a little drunk. Chang Qing's steps were a little staggering. Ling Yu didn't drink and had already slumped over the table. Jie Xinyu's face was flushed, and she was the same. In the end, she mumbled some unclear words, which made her look even cuter.

As for Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan, they were competing with each other, drinking one cup after another, and soon a whole jar of wine was finished. They were both drunk, but they were forcing themselves to hold on, which made people want to laugh.

However, the two of them did not last long and fell on the table.

Jiaocang also drank quite a bit, but he didn't drink too much and wasn't drunk. He just lay on the ground enjoying the comfort brought by being tipsy. As for Xiaoguai, he had already passed out drunkenly among his hair.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Changqing felt very miserable.

He still helped them into the room, with Jie Xinyu and Yun Qinghan in one room, and Zhong Baixuan and Ling Yu in another.

As for Changqing, he came to the recliner, lay down slowly, looking at the moonlight, and heard Jiaocang's light snoring beside him.

The moonlight is very bright and cleaner, adding a sense of naturalness and freedom to the silence.

This is why Changqing likes the Yuling Sect. It gives every disciple a considerable amount of freedom, allowing them to develop on their own and rarely restricting them.

With such a mood, coupled with the beautiful thoughts in Changqing's heart, he wanted to express them as soon as possible.

Xiaoyaoyou appeared in my mind unconsciously. A cold voice slowly sounded, and the words were clearly pronounced. Changqing recited it softly, with a bit of leisure.

"There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun. Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousands of miles it is. It turns into a bird, its name is Peng..."

Jiao Cang's ears moved, as if he had woken up again. He forced himself to pay attention and listened to this chapter which contained wonderful truths.

The melodious sound continued to be heard, and the chirping of insects around suddenly decreased, as if they also knew that this article contained the truth.

"Small knowledge is not as good as great knowledge, and a small year is not as good as a big year. How do we know this is so? The morning mushroom does not know the new moon and full moon, and the cicada does not know spring and autumn. This is a small year. There is a ghost in the south of Chu. It regards 500 years as spring and 500 years as autumn. In ancient times, there was a big tree. It regarded 8,000 years as spring and 8,000 years as autumn. This is a big year..."

The breathing sounds of several people in the room also calmed down. As the poem was recited, they unconsciously constructed a vast world in their hearts, in which there were countless wonderful beasts, immortals riding on clouds, sitting and discussing Taoism, the breeze was refreshing, the clouds were flying, the stars were descending, bringing out a sense of indescribable connotation.

"Lieh Tzu rode the wind and traveled, feeling cool and good, and returned after ten and fifteen days. He did not count the number of times he achieved happiness. Although this man was spared from traveling, he still had something to wait for..."

"If one can ride on the righteousness of heaven and earth, and control the differences of the six qi, and wander in the infinite, what else can he wait for?"

Chang Qing could clearly feel the sudden slowdown in the sounds of breathing, and even the flash of thunder in the sky above the Yuling Sect, as if these words had aroused their interest.

Seeing that Tiandao also wanted to listen, Changqing did not hide anything and spoke out his feelings. He had to let it all out here.

“So it is said: The most perfect man has no self, the divine man has no merit, the sage… has no name!”

The sound was loud and resonant in the woods, and it unexpectedly departed from Changqing's tone and became somewhat solemn and dignified.

"boom!"

A muffled thunder finally rang out in the air, as if it had been suppressed for a long time and was finally released.

The thunder was deep and powerful, but it did not carry any killing intent, nor was there any thunder falling from the sky. The clouds continued to roll, and the thunder cut through the night sky before quickly dissipating.

Everything seems like a dream...

Faintly, Chang Qing seemed to feel that Tian Dao was thanking him, but he was drunk at the moment and did not care too much, otherwise Tian Dao might owe him another favor.

Although he ignored it, a strange Taoist rhythm lingered in the bamboo forest and mist gradually rose.

"Boom~"

A slight cracking sound was heard, like a layer of water film being punctured. Chang Qing was a little stunned, but he was moved by the vague Taoist rhyme of a piece of classical Chinese, and broke through a small realm.

It was an unexpected surprise.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

There were four more tiny sounds of bubbles bursting.

A vortex of spiritual energy condensed on the roof, accompanied by the long breathing of several people, breaking through one by one in the fantasy dream constructed by Xiaoyaoyou.

Jiao Cang beside him was breathing more and more heavily, and he seemed to have gained something as well.

A ray of purple light jumped into his arms. Xiaoguai lay on him without fear, feeling the lingering Taoist rhythm around Changqing, and fell asleep quietly.

The surrounding bamboo forests were influenced by the rhyme of Taoism and actually took on a hint of purple, evolving into spiritual bamboos. There were also many small insects lying quietly on the ground, feeling this rare opportunity.

"No wonder those Confucian masters became saints overnight. It seems that the interaction between heaven and man is indeed possible..."

Everything was quiet, Chang Qing slowly closed his eyes, and only said in his heart

"Xiaoyaoyou, really Xiaoyaoyou, wonderful~"

……

The sun suddenly rose, and everything that happened yesterday seemed like a dream.

When Changqing woke up, he looked at the little mouse in his arms that was emitting a faint warmth, and then looked at the originally green bamboo that was now filled with some colorful purple spots, and smiled slightly.

For the first time, Changqing experienced the true realm of karma in spiritual practice. Even if he recited "Xiao Yao You" again now, he could no longer achieve that feeling of being inspired by the rhythm of Tao.

The state of mind is one aspect, and the other is the lack of that opportunity that happens to be in harmony with the rhyme of Tao.

Jiao Cang was beside him and had gained the most. He was still sleeping at this moment, and a heavy aura could be faintly seen floating around him. It seemed that he was still digesting what he had gained last night.

As for the treasure-hunting mouse Xiaoguai, he was still young and didn't get much, but it was enough. The little guy felt very excited and satisfied. He jumped around Changqing, and that was enough.