Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 579 The bumpy road to practice

Beidou, an ancient and crude five-color altar shone with brilliance, and then two figures stepped out of it.

And just when the five-color altar was filled with mysterious and mysterious fluctuations, the little guy who had been waiting nearby had been awakened.

"elder brother!"

A dirty little girl in tattered clothes jumped for joy and ran straight to the person who came out of the five-color altar.

The expression on his face changed from full of anticipation to gradually dimmed.

But immediately, the little girl patted herself on the cheek again, cheering up again.

Over the years, similar plots have been staged countless times, and the little girl has gradually learned how not to annoy the big shots coming out of the five-color altar, because that would drive her away.

The little girl stepped aside very cleverly, and squatted in the corner, so sensible that it made people feel distressed.

"It's you?!"

The two middle-aged men who came down from the five-color altar were the two middle-aged men who took away the little girl's brother in the past, and they still had a good impression of this indomitable little girl.

A few years have passed, it stands to reason that the little girl has grown a lot, but she is still thin and dirty, only her big watery eyes are still bright.

I thought that the lonely and helpless little girl should have passed away in a deserted corner, but I never thought that she would persist until today.

The leader winked, which immediately made the heart of the person beside him sink.

After hesitating for a moment, the man gave a faint sigh, and finally took the initiative to step forward, looking at the little girl with a warm face:
"Is your name Nannan? Uncle will take you to see brother?"

The little girl looked up quite vigilantly, and she could vaguely recognize the appearance of the middle-aged man, and then she burst into tears:
"You are that uncle from back then! Woo, I miss my brother..."

The middle-aged man was surprised that the little girl recognized him.

It's a pity that such a smart little girl is a waste, and she will never have the chance to grow up again.

Thinking of the boy's heart-piercing plea before he died, the middle-aged man lost his mind for a moment, and finally took the little girl's hand and disappeared into the distance.

This place is adjacent to Donghuang, and the middle-aged man took the little girl across thousands of miles, but he never made up his mind.

The two landed on a wasteland, and the little girl had a premonition in her heart, but she still stubbornly raised her head, looked straight at the middle-aged man opposite, and said firmly:

"Uncle, take me to see my brother."

Just when the middle-aged man was about to make a move, he saw the rough bronze ring on the little girl's hand, and was slightly taken aback.

Because, in his storage magic weapon, there is still a grimace mask lying quietly. It is a rare wave of Dao heart after he has practiced for many years. He took it from a begging young man. love thing.

The little girl was dirty all over, but the ring was exceptionally bright, apparently its owner wiped it often and regarded it as a treasure.

In the end, the middle-aged man didn't choose to make a move, but sent the little girl outside a certain crowded city, handed the grimace mask into her hand, and immediately set up Shenhong and left.

Only the little girl was left standing there, dazed.

……

The world of mortals is prosperous, but practice is hard.

Occasionally, there will be young monks who have not lost their childishness and have just embarked on the road of practice, accompanied by the elders of the sect, traveling in the world of mortals.

There are a dizzying array of strange gadgets in front of you, and there are endless sounds of hawking along the street, which makes the girl who seldom set foot in the world of mortals feel extraordinarily novel.

Accompanied by senior brothers and elders, the girl was naturally very happy.

But at this moment, the girl's brows could not help but frown slightly.

Several of them were monks, so they had already noticed that the little girl not far away had been following them closely.

The older youth thought for a while, and tried to say:
"Junior Sister is unhappy, why don't you drive her away for you?"

Hearing this, the girl shook her head hastily, and immediately approached, even bought a few steaming buns from a vendor nearby, and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl raised her head in surprise and swallowed, but then she seemed to think of something, and immediately withdrew her hand again.

She was dressed in tatters, but her eyes were exceptionally bright. She looked firmly at the girl and begged:

"Sister, I want to practice."

In this regard, the girl's face was genuinely surprised, and then she said tentatively:

"You know I'm a monk?"

Hearing this, the little girl nodded obediently, and expressed her feelings in detail:

"You and those brothers and grandfathers all have a special... smell."

The little girl didn't know what to do, thinking that the faint feeling was some kind of smell, but it made the girl sniff her nose suspiciously.

As monks, everyone is naturally sharp and clear, and the conversation between the young girl and the little girl was overheard by several people.

The headed old man came over, smiled kindly and said:
"Put out your hand and let Grandpa show it to you."

Under the girl's encouraging eyes, the little girl wiped her dirty palm again and again before handing it over.

Seeing this, the faces of the young girls and young people at the side were full of anticipation.

It is said that some special bloodlines and physiques can show some supernatural powers even if they have not embarked on cultivation. They naturally classified the little girl in front of them into this category.

However, after a while, the old man's eyes dimmed.

"Uncle Master, isn't her aptitude not good?"

The girl opened her mouth cautiously, making up her mind that even if the little girl's aptitude is mediocre, she would persuade her uncle to accept her.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head:
"It's not bad, but it's extremely bad. I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to open up the sea of ​​suffering even if she spends several times the resources."

The old man is a great cultivator in the Four Extremes Mystery Realm, even if he said that, it would be absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

"Little girl, in your life, you should give up the path of cultivation."

Although the old man's words were cruel, he didn't say anything more, turned and left.

Before leaving, the girl secretly slipped some copper coins and pieces of silver to the little girl.

Although the number is not large, it can relatively prevent the little girl from being missed by bad people.

The little girl has lived a wandering life for several years, and has met more than one group of practitioners. The people in front of her are the kindest to her, so naturally she is not willing to give up easily:

"I beg you, please accept my daughter!"

"My daughter eats very little, and she will work hard to practice!"

The little girl ran after her, and lost all the worn shoes on her feet, and chased them out of the city gate, but there was still no trace of the girl and her party after all.

The little girl looked devastated, wandering aimlessly in the wilderness.

Fortunately, she looks like a little beggar no matter how she looks, but no one would have thought that she is still a little "rich woman" with a lot of money.

The little girl's ears were very sharp, and amidst the noisy chirping of insects and birds, she heard a strange sound, followed by muttering like a dream.

To others, even many powerful monks and geniuses with special physiques and bloodlines heard them as disorganized and incomprehensible words.

But when it fell into the ears of the little girl, it sounded like the sound of heaven and earth, making her enlightened and fascinated.

Unknowingly, the little girl has come to the source of the sound.

As expected, in front of him was an old beggar with gray hair and not much better than a little girl.

He was lying on a simple and rough stone slab, turning over from time to time, like a salted fish waiting to die.

Sensing the little girl's approach, the old beggar stopped muttering like a dream, turned his head around, and said with a hideous face:

"Hey! Old man, I haven't eaten such a juicy girl for a long time..."

Hearing this, the little girl was naturally terrified in her heart, but the faint feeling told her that the old man in front of her must be a monk, so she used all her strength to restrain the fear in her heart, and slowly stepped forward:
"Grandpa, can you... continue to read the scriptures... listen to me."

Although the little girl's eyes were full of fear, her desire for cultivation and the obsession buried deep in her heart overcame everything.

Hearing this, the old beggar showed an idiot look on his face.

He himself didn't know what he was talking about, yet someone said they wanted to hear him "chanting".

He glanced at the little girl opposite without any trace.

Well, I'm quite sick.

The old beggar who noticed this did not choose to expose it, but pretended to be profound and said:

"If you want to hear the old man chant scriptures, you have to say something?"

The old beggar rubbed his fingers, the hint was very obvious.

The little girl was exceptionally smart, and without any hesitation, she secretly allocated a small part of the money that the girl gave her earlier.

Seeing this, the old beggar couldn't help laughing:
"It's still a little clever ghost!"

The old beggar didn't take the money, and after that day, he laid his body here leisurely every day, and instead instructed the little girl to go to the city to buy wine for him.

And when he was drunk and talking nonsense, the little girl would naturally be able to listen to his "chanting" as she wished.

In this way, after several years, the little girl's money has long been exhausted, but the old beggar did not drive her away.

It's strange to say that the little girl's money went to the old beggar to buy wine. It stands to reason that she should have no money to buy food.

The little girl satiated her hunger by eating the fruits grown near the old man, and she turned out to be slim and graceful.

And after listening to the Tao for several years, the little girl has a faint, mysterious and mysterious Tao rhyme flowing around her body, as if a real exiled fairy is coming to the dust.In fact, she had never understood the ravings of the old beggar, but because she was immersed in that realm of enlightenment, she comprehended her own unique method of cultivation.

This day, the old beggar rarely slept, but lay on his side on the stone slab, looking straight at the girl opposite, as if in a daze.

A bad premonition arose in the little girl's heart, and she immediately stretched out her hand, grabbing forward:

"grandfather!"

I saw that his fingertips went straight through the old beggar's body, as if he had burst a soap bubble, and the latter disappeared immediately.

　The two changes are over.

　　The childhood experience of the ruthless man is finished, and I hope the author's changes can satisfy everyone.

　　Tomorrow there will still be a change around 19:30 and 23:50.

　　Finally, thank you again for your support!
　　
　
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