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"Put the celestial heart grass in this furnace, and after I refine it for seven days, it will become a pill."

Looking at the white smoke coming out of the stove, Tian Xianzi couldn’t help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: “It’s worthy of being a holy-level spiritual plant. Even the qi that comes out of the alchemy is overflowing with aura. If you take the pill, your cultivation It will definitely increase."

Tianxincao was of great benefit to improving cultivation. After returning from Luming Mountain, Tianxianzi offered to help Ningning refine alchemy. In his original words, "the group of nerds in Nianchuntang are also enjoying themselves. If they really want to practice alchemy, it depends on your master to respect me."

"It's not me. When I was young, I was desperately studying alchemy in order to make money to buy sword scores. Even high-level alchemists praised me for my high understanding and talent in this area."

Tian Xianzi couldn’t stop when he talked about the glory of the past. He grinned and he was about to rise to the sky. There was no such thing as a representative teacher: "The hall master Nian Chun Tang also specially asked me if I was interested in learning pharmacy with him. I refused without hesitation."

Ningning took a sip of the fragrance that overflowed around her, and smelled the refreshing smell of flowers and rain. The spiritual energy in the body seemed to be nourished and gathered peacefully and leisurely.

She was a little curious: "Master, then why don't you continue to make alchemy to make money?"

The clear-eyed young man raised his eyebrows, his eyes were unconcealed: "Alchemy to make money, it means that hard-to-make things have to be handed over to people-I don't like that feeling."

He stretched out his hand and touched a trace of white smoke boredly, and his white fingertips were quickly burned out slightly pink: "No one wants to call me. Rather than listen to those people Rory's demanding words, it is better to draw a sword. The big battle came happily."

It is impossible to work part-time. It deserves to be the kendo power known to all people from all over the world. Even if the poor becomes a melon skin, you will never be the second party.

Ningning nodded again. Seeing her thoughtful, Tian Xianzi asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

"I think," she replied obediently, without looking away from the white smoke, "monitoring is actually unfair to most people. Ordinary people have no outstanding foundation, nor can they get the opportunity to seek. Opportunity, like this kind of natural treasure, I am afraid that I will never see it for a lifetime-throughout my life, I will not escape the eight characters of mediocrity and mediocrity."

In the past, Ningning still felt that Xiuxian was no different from the college entrance examination in the world before. It was also climbing up step by step, relying on the accumulation of time to become stronger.

But now that I think about it, the world of cultivating immortals is much crueler than the college entrance examination.

From the perspective of talent, decades of hard training may not be as good as the sword bone Tiancheng since its birth;

From the perspective of family background, the children of large families and sects have been provided with elixir from birth, and it is difficult for them to have a soaring cultivation base. For example, she had obtained Tianxin Grass in the secret realm, and she could achieve a great speed without any effort, but ordinary people had no money and no chance, and they would not see many panacea in a lifetime.

Aristocratic families monopolize resources, and ordinary people have nowhere to find a way. The good is better, and the bad is increasingly being left behind. It is a vicious circle.

"How did Ningning start thinking about this kind of problem?"

Tian Xianzi stretched her eyebrows and smiled: "As the saying goes, there is God's will in the world. In addition to the threshold of talent and origin, Taoism actually pays attention to the word'fate'."

The little girl beside him showed a somewhat confused look. He paused for a moment and explained patiently: "Many people believe that fate will happen in a few days. Soaring up."

Fate takes a few days.

Ning Ning thought that the novel she had read should be Pei Ji's established destiny.

but--

"Master."

With a ghostly messenger, she subconsciously asked: "Of course there are things that come and go, but what if fate is destined to have a lot of calamity? Should we also obey the destiny of heaven and wait for death helplessly?"

Tian Xianzi let out a "hmm".

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked down at her with a smile: "Read your master's name again."

Ningning was stunned, and Yiyan said, "Tian Xianzi."

"Tianxian, Tianxian, I picked these two words back then, just to try to do whatever you want, free and easy, so that God can't help it."

His eyebrows gradually blurred in the light smoke, only a pair of bright and clear pupils were particularly eye-catching. It was as if there were sorrowful clouds in the night, and suddenly two stars cut through the darkness, eliciting radiant brilliance.

"It is nonsense to say that the destiny must not be violated, knowing the destiny and doing everything, it is all nonsense. If it is unfair and unsuccessful—"

Tian Xianzi nodded her forehead, raised her eyebrows and said: "Then it will break the way of heaven. Sword repair, only me, only sword, can't help but heaven."

*

Saying goodbye to Tian Xianzi, counting time, it happened to be when Zheng Weiqi appeared in the original book.

Ning Ning followed the instructions given by the system and came to the gate of the mountain. He raised his eyes and saw the master sister who was standing in front of the stall selling goods.

Zheng Weiqi's name sounds elegant and gentle, but in fact, she has a completely opposite character. In plain and easy-to-understand terms, she is a well-deserved Zuan Wenquxing star, whose character is bursting at a single point.

I heard that after coming back from the mountain, she learned a mouthful of foul language, a small mouth is always babbling, and before she made up a beautiful and touching "Guide to the Crematorium", she was respected by Master Tian Xianzi. Under the forbidden curse-

As long as he speaks vulgar words, he will lose his reason and do all kinds of shameful ugly things, which are more terrifying than Monkey King's curse. It is completely psychological torment, and it is really in line with Tian Xianzi's evil and fun behavior style.

At this time, she was leaning against the gate of the mountain, with her hands wrapped around her chest, squinting at the two female disciples who were picking goods in front of the stall.

The blue silk was tied high, dressed in a men's shirt, Yushu was facing the wind, and when the wind was blowing slightly, it outlined a slender and leisurely posture.

At first glance, it really looked like a chic and unruly young man, with narrow and long eyes, which made the two female disciples look quietly and chuckle from time to time.

"Fancy this?"

Seeing one of the little girls picking up a book, Zheng Weiqi yawned and stood a little forward: "Junior Sister, I see your bones are amazed. You must be a rare martial arts talent in a century. This book is "Streaming Light Sword". "Fa: From Beginner to Earth" is drawn by me personally, and with you, it is absolutely worth the money."

Her voice is pure and elegant, with a little inattentive coldness, and it sounds very nice.

The female disciple was shocked when she heard this: "This is the sword technique? Excuse me, sorry, I thought it was a little book about centipede essence adventures."

"Centipede?! I will throw away all my unhappiness, and calm down with you, a beautiful girl, to make sense."

Zheng Weiqi saw that she was about to break out, probably because she thought of the curse that Tian Xianzi had imposed on her body, she had to twitch her eyes, forcibly put the distorted expression combination back into place, and pulled out a smile like she had just eaten the human pork barbecued pork bun: " Junior sister, where is the person I painted like a centipede?"

The little girl was taken aback. She stretched out her hand timidly and pointed to the alien creature with 12 abdominal muscles on the first page. Each abdominal muscle was round and swollen and larger than her head.

Not to mention the centipede, even if it claims to be a human-shaped Lei Feng Pagoda, someone believes it. If you walk up along it, you may be able to climb directly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"This is called the abdominal muscles, do you understand the abdominal muscles?"

Zheng Weiqi hates that iron cannot be made into steel, knowing that the sword score can't be sold, she raised her head angrily, and just hit Ning Ning's eyes.

She is also a disciple of Tianxianzi's school. Although she is not familiar with the original master, she is always a little familiar. So immediately stretched his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Little Junior Sister."

"Senior Sister."

Ning Ning's heart moved and responded in a low voice.

In the original book, the original owner especially hates this deviant master sister, and always feels that he has insulted his master's style.

In addition, Zheng Weiqi was overly clever and talented in swordsmanship, so she felt jealous and disgusted. As long as they met, she had to be yin and yang.

Now Zheng Weiqi came back from the bottom of the mountain and brought a lot of novelty things to sell at the stall. Ningning came here just to make a good mockery of this batch of goods, and said that he would never buy this kind of indiscriminate things.

Who can't talk about it.

She paused, and quickly continued: "Senior Sister went down the mountain this time, but she is really the youngest and the boss to leave home. An Neng distinguishes me as a male and female."

Zheng Weiqi stared at her blankly: "Huh? What did you say?"

I almost forgot, this senior sister is not very literate, and she always skips straightforward sentences when she hears slurred sentences.

Ningning smiled and said, "I'm saying that the senior sister really can't tell that she is a girl after coming back from the mountain. This Ma Pingchuan is really boundless and magnificent."

Zheng Weiqi followed her gaze and looked down, her gaze fell on her flat chest.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, he laughed, and seemed to be praised by the sky: "Junior sister has a great vision! My breast wrap is made of silkworm silk, it is soft and flexible. If the younger sister likes it, I'll give you a few - and this men's suit, which is a mixture of shark gauze and green silk. Wearing it in summer, your body will feel unparalleled cool and comfortable. I wonder if the younger sister is interested?"

Although she doesn't have much culture, she knows that "extremely magnificent" is a good word! Can the words spoken in commendatory terms belong to Geying people?

Ningning:...

Can't you really hear that this is a satire? Senior sister! I beg you to be sober, don't be so happy after being scolded, and don't look at her with a look like "As expected of you, good eyes"!

Ningning rubbed her eyebrows and decided to give up the yin and yang strangeness and start directly from her stall itself.

Zheng Weiqi is a wealthy sword repairman, who manages the small economic business of the stalls in a familiar way, and can be called the queen of low-quality goods in Lingxufeng's rural love version.

Seeing that Ningning hesitated, she quietly took out a book from the pile of books and handed it to her: "Junior sister is interested in this?"

Ningning looked down. Good fellow, a line of big words: "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days Between Me and the Sword Sovereign Zhenxiao".

There is also a densely packed introduction: The entire Xuanxu Sword Sect knows that the Sword Master Zhenxiao is cold and precious. Until one day, a young disciple inadvertently saw him press his newly-acquired direct disciple in a corner to kiss him. The man's eyes were scarlet: "Fear of me, huh? Call the master and give you his life."

Zheng Weiqi said: "This is the most popular storybook recently. It tells the love-hate entanglement between the cold-hearted and pretty master and the quirky and trouble-loving female disciple. It is definitely worth seeing."

This brief introduction was so strong that Ningning almost got embarrassed cancer, and reluctantly replied, "...no more."

After thinking for a while, he whispered: "I have seen the settings of Master Lengxin and the little apprentice love troublemaker before. The protagonists are named Tang Sanzang and Monkey King. I wonder if the senior sister has heard about it?"

Zheng Weiqi naturally shook her head: "I haven't read the storybook very much. You said this, I have never heard of it."

The two female disciples who had previously wandered in front of the stall were no longer there. Ning Ning glanced roughly over the miscellaneous books and scripts, and stayed on the rouge gouache in the corner.

In the established plot, the original proprietor lashed out at the poor quality of these cosmetics and could not be used on the stage. He tore his face with Zheng Weiqi on the spot and forged a beam from then on.

She should have done the same.

But in the original text [Ningning picked up a box of rouge and sneered: "This rouge is made of lime powder, isn't it? It's like going to get married."], such a plot—

With so many miscellaneous gadgets in front of her, how does she know what rouge is and which one is mouth fat? !

Ningning once again fell into a dilemma.

The original owner was spoiled and raised since he was a child, and he never fails to eat, drink and have fun. There is no doubt that there are many treasures for the most commonly used rouge gouache by women.

But she is a different fake.

She can accurately distinguish Dior Armani Yang Shulin, but who can tell her what these weird and similar-looking bottles are used for?

Ningning pretended to take a breath of composure.

The objects placed on the stalls are mainly red and white. The white one should be similar to the foundation, the red one is lipstick and blush.

She gave full play to her ingenuity and confirmed the usefulness of one of the things in the round box——

It is red but not glamorous, not as thin as lipstick or lipstick paper, it should be blush.

The original owner was the first knife to take it.

Ningning followed the plot very obediently, applied a little blush to her hand, and gently applied it to her right cheek.

This object is actually of good quality. As soon as she touched the skin, it fainted slightly and dyed a faint red color. As soon as she was about to open her mouth to pick a thorn, she heard Zheng Weiqi beside her breathe out abruptly: "Little Junior Sister, what are you doing? ?"

Ning Ning's heart was cold as soon as he said this.

Then she finished the next sentence in astonishment: "Why wipe the nail paint on your face?!"

Ningning:...

She just said why this blush is so moist, it turns out to be nail polish at all.

Ningning reluctantly pulled out a stiff smile.

Zheng Weiqi looked at her in shock, and stopped talking.

How can there be a girl in this world who can't distinguish between powder and color? Obviously even the most ordinary family will prepare some rouge gouache for the youngest daughter of the family!

Could it be--

"Little Junior Sister."

Zheng Weiqi spends most of the year at the foot of the mountain, and she doesn't know anything about her juniors. At this time, try to keep your voice down and soften your tone: "Have you ever learned makeup when you were not in the Xuanxu School?"

Ningning made a joke. If the duckling claims that he is proficient in this way again, I am afraid it will only provoke more moths.

So she told the truth: "The family said that I am young and not suitable for learning this."

Zheng Weiqi was shocked and sighed Shen Shen.

Poor, nowadays women have been studying makeup since they were young. How can there be any saying that "younger is not suitable"? I'm afraid that the little junior sister still won't know, the reason why my parents told her like that...

It's just because the family really doesn't have any spare money to buy it.

This is the only thing a pair of poor parents can do to protect the fragile self-esteem of their youngest daughter.

"Yes, yes, I really shouldn't learn it at a young age."

Zheng Weiqi was moved by the little ground. She was embarrassed to expose this kind lie, and sighed in a low voice, "But now you are a big girl. Didn't your mother teach anything about this?"

"I--"

Ningning had no memory of the original owner, so she had to bite the bullet and replied: "Teaching is taught, but the equipment is not like this."

She tried to think back and tried to describe: "Moral fat is a long tube that can be applied directly on the mouth; the powder and the skin color are very close, so it won’t be too white when applied; there are also those applied to the eyes. Eye shadows, colorful, all kinds of tricks."

After describing it, Zheng Weiqi was stunned.

Little Junior Sister's house... Actually, she still makes her own rouge powder.

It must be liquid that can be easily installed into the pipeline. Why should mouth fat become liquid? It could only be because there was only a little bit of mouth fat at home. In order to let the little girl spend more time, it was mixed with water and mixed to make it look more.

How can the color of powder be similar to the skin? Obviously, whether it is lead powder or pearl powder, it will be no different from white gnocchi after application. If you want it to match the skin tone, you can only add something else.

White and light brown powder, is it...

Soil plus lime? !

Zheng Weiqi was shocked.

Her precarious brain capacity can no longer withstand the toss of the so-called "eye shadow".

There are all kinds of colorful patterns, where can ordinary people get so many colors? It is nothing more than squeezing the juice out of the flower and applying it to the eyes.

Heaven.

What kind of life did the little junior sister have before?

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl tried to squeeze out the liquid from the last little tube and smear it on her pale lips.

Her face was covered with traces of mud and lime, and her eyes were full of colorful petals. She smiled so satisfied and so happy.

Behind her, there is a pair of middle-aged men and women who are equally smiling, and their cheeks are full of traces of time, simple and unpretentious.

Zheng Weiqi was speechless for a while, and murmured for a while: "You really have a pair of good parents."

Little Junior Sister frowned, showing a slightly confused look. Knowing that the other party would not understand the intention of her words, she paused for a while and asked tentatively: "My father and Lingtang, are things going well now?"

Ningning finally saw a trace of melancholy: "I don't know... they are all in another world."

Zheng Weiqi:! ! !

Zheng Weiqi didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Nowadays, even the parents who love her the most have gone first.

No one would mix lime with mud and make her smile with a strong face.

She has heard that this girl has had a meal in the Xuanxu Sect and has not had a meal, and her childhood has been so bitter. How could she let the little Junior Sister enter the Sect, or is she still alone and pitiful?

Zheng Weiqi, who is full of justice, has made up her mind that from now on, she is willing to rebuild a warm home for her junior sister.

"Little Junior Sister."

She was full of eyesight, and finally the iron **** pulled her hair back, and looked at Ning Ning very affectionately: "Senior Sister met you today, don't dislike the things on the stall, just take it."

Ningning shook her head quickly: "I don't want it."

Silly boy, what the **** is this.

Zheng Weiqi's heart trembled slightly. Although her junior sister was earthy, she was stubborn, simple, and persevering.

This kind of soil is like a small white flower that grows out of poor soil. At first glance, it looks inconspicuous. Only by deep contact can you understand its stubbornness and sadness in its growth.

Believe that her parents, who are far away in the sky, are silently proud of her daughter.

Zheng Weiqi had a lot of thoughts. Ning Ning next to her was crying and laughing when she was alone, which was quite abnormal, so she moved to the other side calmly.

Unexpectedly, I heard Zheng Weiqi's voice so soft that people got goosebumps: "There is a snack I brought back from the outside, you can taste it as you like-the milk cream in front of you, the small spoon is next to the white brocade. In the bag."

If it were Ning Ning herself, she would be embarrassed to thank her and refused, but the script of the vicious female partner was so careless in her mind that she had to bite the bullet and pick up one of the boxes, open it and dig a piece with a spoon.

The smell was so weird that she wrinkled her face sincerely, "You cow cream--"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Weiqi took a breath of air, her eyes staring like copper bells: "My cow cream!"

Ningning:?

Why are you stealing my lines?

Before she could react, she heard Zheng Weiqi continue to say: "This is not cow cream! Which little bunny doesn't have eyes and put facial fat here?!"

surface. fat.

No wonder the little things look so chic.

Ha ha.

Ningning’s heart follows these two words directly on the road. However, as the saying goes, life is a constant ups and downs. When God closes a door for you, he will definitely lock another window with him. .

In a daze, she heard the voice still whirling in her ears: "There is arsenic in it. Frost! Although the amount is not fatal...Hurry up, I will take you to the Spring Hall!"

arsenic. Frost.

Ning Ning lowered her head expressionlessly, looking at the bright white gelatinous solid in her hand.

Little fairy.

Who is it that brought you to her side?

*

He Zhizhou was punished by Tian Xianzi to practice the sword day and night, and immediately rushed into the Nianchun Hall to lie down. I don't know how long I slept, but I was suddenly awakened by a violent female voice.

He knew that woman, and Zheng Weiqi, who was under Tian Xianzi's school, did not have a home for many years, and seemed to be one of Ningning's targets.

As for the person who was sent in on her shoulders--

He Zhizhou pupil earthquake.

Ning Ning was in a daze, and a large swarm of hideous red fainted on her face, as if she had been punched severely by someone.

Rao Shi Nianchuntang's medical practitioner also subconsciously exclaimed: "Who beat Junior Ningning into this look?"

Zheng Weiqi whispered something to him, but He Zhizhou didn't hear a word. The only thing he knew was that the doctor showed an even more unbelievable look after hearing this: "You said she took arsenic by herself?"

Zheng Weiqi covered her face with her hands, and finally no longer lowered her voice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Then Ningning whispered in a low voice, every word was full of sadness, reminding him inexplicably of the old Xiangxi corpse after the corpse: "Sister, I don’t want your goods, I really don’t...Sister, I Is it good soil?"

He understood everything.

Ningning, you are so stupid, really.

I have known that you are a little faceless girl, and I must be very sorry for being beaten up for robbing others.

——But you can’t even swallow arsenic, killing yourself so mercilessly!

He Zhizhou, like an ice cellar, only felt that the future was lost and heartache.

The villains of other people's homes are proficient in eating and drinking, and occasionally screaming in evil spirits, which can also cause readers to scream.

But he and Ningning are.

One was lying on the hospital bed like a broken rag doll, and the other had a direct mental disintegration, and I killed myself.

He wanted to cry, and he missed his mother.

When will their villains stand up?

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