"Master may not believe it, but I have experienced it myself."

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly, her sword eyes reflecting the quiet firelight staring straight at Xiao Ran.

"You mean...you are from another world?"

Xiao Ran smiled and said:

"Master, don't you think that in the end of the Dharma era when spiritual energy is almost exhausted, a handsome man like me will be born?"

Ling Zhouyue squeezed Xiao Ran's waist hard, like an old married couple.

"Let's go to Baicao Peak."

…

Before Xiao Ran and Chu Yan went up the mountain, Ling Zhouyue spent every Chinese New Year at Baicao Peak with his master, Spring Frog and Qiucicada, and then he would go to Chaos City and stay up all night.

Night had just fallen, and the sky above Baicao Peak was still pitch black. There were no fireworks started, and there were only a few red lanterns hanging sparsely in the maple forest.

Uncle Yinyue was still refining the medicine, and the two girls, Spring Frog and Qiuchichan, were too frightened to leave the alchemy room.

It wasn't until Xiao Ran and the others came, setting off fireworks on the cliff of Baicao Peak and lighting up the Netherworld Paper Kites to illuminate the entire mountain peak, that the two girls walked out of the alchemy room tremblingly.

The two girls kept their mouths shut, with their waists and belly stretched out, and they took steps like they would never recognize each other.

"Zhijian Peak is really leisurely. Baicao Peak has to refine medicine on New Year's Eve, so we can't relax for a moment."

"Junior Brother Xiao, these fireworks are very interesting. Were they also bought in Shenwu Kingdom? Can we use the alchemy furnace to exchange the fireworks with you at a loss?"

Xiao Ran shook his head and handed the fireworks to the two girls.

"No need to change, the fireworks are given to you for free. Only by accurately controlling the power of the tube and controlling the spiritual power can you achieve precise strikes. It is the same as refining elixirs."

The two girls' excited expressions suddenly turned upside down.

"Suddenly I don't want to play anymore..."

"By the way, Junior Brother Xiao said that he would roast a bird tonight? He shouldn't lie to children, right?"

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly and pondered for a long time before catching up with Chu Yan's thoughts. She remembered that Xiao Ran had done something wrong yesterday. If she hadn't resisted the sword energy urgently...

"That's right, it should be roasted."

Before he could stop being frightened, the master walked out of the alchemy room. His face looked slightly tired, but he still said gently:

"Yue'er injured her body yesterday and hasn't fully recovered yet. Eating some Suzaku meat will also help her recover."

Saying this, Master Yinyue handed Xiao Ran a few more pills.

"You are the same, you need to eat some mythical beast meat to stabilize the distraction pill wall."

There is no way, who can refuse a woman to eat a single-winged bird during the Chinese New Year? Xiao Ran said:

"That's fine. I'll treat everyone to a sacred bird tonight. Everyone has a share. No one can steal it."

The two girls suddenly became excited and hurriedly said:

"Where to eat?"

"Baicao Peak is a bit small..."

What the two girls mean by small is that the hot springs at Baicao Peak are too small.

Master Yin Yue said:

"In previous years, there were not many people, so we celebrated the New Year at Baicao Peak. This year, there are many people, so we might as well go to Jianjian Peak."

"good."

…

Holding Sword Peak.

Hot spring cliff.

The peach blossoms are blooming, and the water mist is curling up.

The flickering fireworks in the nearby night sky and the undulating lights and shadows of bonfires on the shore are intertwined with the rippling water.

Ling Zhouyue, Yinyue Zhenren and Chu Yan were leaning on three sides in the hot spring pool, without any clothes on them, completely relaxing.

Spring frogs and autumn cicadas pattered in the water imitating dogs, and together with the warm-water fish, they snatched peach segments that fell into the water to eat.

Looking from a distance, it is a beautiful and interesting picture of fairies bathing together.

Xiao Ran was roasting bird wings in the sword and bamboo forest about a foot away.

While roasting the bird, I was drawing a picture of fairies bathing together.

Previously, the single-winged bird saw that Xiao Ran insisted on roasting the bird for the sake of a woman, and was originally planning to fight with Xiao Ran. However, when he saw the strange power in Xiao Ran's air, he was so frightened that he tore off his single wing, thus avoiding the outcome of roasting the whole bird.

It suddenly felt that wingless birds were pretty good, just like missiles, maybe even faster.

The sword and bamboo forest is in ruins and waiting to be renovated.

Before, affected by Ling Zhouyue's sword energy, the Jianzhu Forest was still half-cropped with half-cropped bamboo stems and half-cropped bamboo shoots, and the new spring bamboo shoots had just picked out their tips.

Xiao Ran directly set up a long sword bamboo on two bamboo stems, raised a bonfire underneath, and roasted a bird's wing.

More than a hundred pounds of bird wings are enough to feed several people.

After arranging the condiments, let Bingbing watch the fire.

Xiao Ran took out his drawing book and began to draw the picture of fairies bathing together that he never tired of drawing.

Once the resonance consciousness is opened, through the mist, it seems to be coded, but in my heart there is no code.

After a day's rest, Master's complexion was much better, and Fengyun's figure had regained its luster and ruddy figure. However, Xiao Ran still liked the way Master looked in red just now. It was very cold and exciting. The flickering light of fireworks reflected the difficult

The shadow of metaphor.

After Uncle Yinyue soaked in the hot spring for a while, his fatigue dissipated, and his body regained its luster, which was not inferior to that of a young man. The dignified temperament on his face, his classically proportioned figure, and the swaying firelight complemented each other, showing his elegance and femininity.

Chuyan's small body is full of frailty, but her face is full of ambition. Even when she is soaking in the hot spring, she is scribbling in a drawing book and repeatedly measuring the size and aura of her master with her fingers, hoping to design a more suitable one in person.

clothing.

Spring frogs and autumn cicadas are just a few of them, which make the painting look lively and playful and lower the color value.

Beside Xiao Ran, Bingbing, who was fanning the fire, suddenly asked with emotion:

"Do you sometimes feel that life is too smooth, as if you are living in a dream?"

Xiao Ran looked up at her.

The eyes illuminated by the fire looked more lively, playful and lifelike than those of Master, Uncle Master or Chu Yan, but in Xiao Ran's eyes, they were lifeless.

"A dream like the Paradise Tree Project?"

Bingbing was a little surprised.

"You also know about the Paradise Tree Project?"

"Your Shenwu Kingdom doesn't treat me as an outsider either."

Xiao Ran complained, and then asked:

"Do you feel this way?"

Bingbing thought for a while and said calmly:

"I know that I am a Yandu, and of course I will not feel like I am dreaming. I have never experienced any of the feelings. What I said may be just a special effect of complex spiritual patterns. I clearly understand that I am not a real person, but how do you know?

Are you a real person?"

Good guy, you are still a philosopher!

Xiao Ran thought about it seriously.

Along the way, although every experience was thrilling, I managed to get through it in the end. I was always surrounded by beautiful women and took a shower without treating myself as an outsider. It was indeed like a dream.

Is it meaningful to discuss whether such a dream is real or illusory?

Theoretically speaking, even in the past life, Xiao Ran could not prove that he was not living in someone else's mediocre dream. This was the same as the non-falsification of religion.

That’s why Descartes said:

Cogito ergo sum.

The only thing that proves you are still alive is your thoughts.

Enjoying the moment and working hard to create a better dream is what a man should do.

"Regardless of whether it is true or false, living is very happy in itself. I feel that the meaning of life has always been only one - don't die."

Bingbing listened carefully, and the swaying bonfire did not cause any ripples in her calm eyes.

"Don't die on the apostle's journey."

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