The candle has tears, but it is not enough to drip into the sky. In a blink of an eye, the candle will burn out.
Fine steps from far to near are like a deep and beautiful movement.
Li Zhichang smile put pen and ink inkstone body movement to the door.
A pretty girl was about to look at the movement in the room through the crack of the door, but she found a person wrinkled. Joan’s nose suddenly heard a cold line behind her, "What are you looking for?"
The girl suddenly heard someone startled and pushed the door and went in.
Li Zhichang smiled. "Little sister, what are you doing in my room?"
The young girl is the green phoenix, who can’t help but open the door, clear her eyes, and talk timidly, saying, "I want to see you."
Li Zhichang joked, "Do you foxes like to seduce men late?"
Qing Feng’s face turned red. "No, I’ve never seduced anyone. I’m different from Biehu, and I’m afraid I’ll never see you again after I leave tomorrow."
Unlike other foxes, she was born with an unforgettable memory and likes to read Li Zhichang, which attracted her because of her rich wisdom.
Li Zhichang smiled. "What?"
Qing Feng said, "You’re amazing. I’ve never seen my uncle so scared. Now he’s found another place to live, and his family has moved things to their new house. I said something was left here before he asked me to come back and have a look."
"There are wicked people like me here, and you dare to come back. You are not afraid that I will skin you or catch you and sell it." Li Zhichang Gherardini said.
Green phoenix grasp the attire eyes staring straight at Li Zhichang way "you won’t".
Chapter 20 Spirituality
Li Zhichang’s heart surprised Qing Feng and said, "You just let me out of the door?"
Green phoenix bowed her head and gently let the body obviously very embarrassed.
Li Zhichang walked in slowly and returned to the table. Qing Feng followed curiously.
The pen and ink have dried up. Qing Feng intends that people like Li Zhichang can write words, and the arts and sciences will show the brilliance of words to them.
However, this paste is not shiny, and there is no sign of power fluctuation, which is as eye-catching as it is written by different literati.
There was something strange in her heart. She walked in and saw what she saw.
When the snow is fast, it will be fine. I want to be safe and sound, but I can’t bear it.
This is obviously a happy greeting to relatives and friends when the writer writes about his heavy snow in Chu Qing.
She never forgets anything, has a strong memory, is spiritually wonderful, and is second to none among her peers.
I have read many human classics since I was a child, and those famous legalists have left many words, but I have never seen this post.
Who is Xi? She has no memory at all.
Qingfeng could see that the writing method of this post was really extraordinary. The brushwork was elegant, round, elegant and charming, and it was either a line or a model or a flow.
Can be regarded as the peak of the law.
And she has never seen this passage. This’ Xihe’ is also unheard of.
What Li Zhichang just wrote was Wang Xi’s "Sticker on Fast Snow" and "Sticker on Fast Snow". The pen is hidden in the front with a round pen, and the hook and the wave are all invisible. From horizontal to vertical, the brushwork is also multi-round, and the structure is even and stable, showing calm and carefree. The modality can be described as "round and elegant, with excellent leisure and rich taste".
Shi Qingxuan’s love of Dharma took a lot of effort to finally receive this original post, and Li Zhichang witnessed it.
This post is just right for Li Zhichang to participate in the authentic Xuangong to regulate qi and blood.
Because of the convergence of nature, every word will not be pearly and exposed.
The more you look at it, the more you feel that this post is unfathomable, and the long consciousness will be almost clear. When the capillary fingertips touch the surface, you suddenly hear a clear sound in your ears. That black and white writing actually makes her very painful because of the appearance of a small sword with a white awn as silky as silk, but she has pierced her finger without blood.
Li Zhichang brushed his sleeves and thought to himself, "This fox is really pure in mind. If there is any evil monster in his heart, I am afraid that I will have to show my true colors on the spot, but she was hurt by the sword."
Li Zhichang’s vision is naturally not difficult to see that Qingfeng has a good spirituality. Miao Buddhism is called Huigen and Taoism is called Xianxing.
If you cultivate, you will have more advantages than ordinary people, and you will reach the realm of ordinary people and enterprises in less than ten years.
Unfortunately, it is a fox.
If Qingfeng is a human being, I’m afraid practitioners in this world will be scrambling to take her as their younger brother, regardless of gender.
You know, without a certificate, no one can guarantee whether he will fall or return to reincarnation in the future. Even if he suffers a disaster in the future, there will be a brother to take over.
As the saying goes, I will spend your day today and you will spend mine.
We are in the same boat, holding each other hostage and crossing the sea of suffering
This is also the saying that monks are pure in heart and lacking in desire and have a Taoist couple.
Because this universe, the underworld and the floating world are a difficult sea to escape, monks can fly to the ground but can’t escape from this sea.
Although Li Zhichang marveled at the green phoenix’s mind and aura, she didn’t intend to accept disciples, but she had some pity in her heart.
She’s a fox, and I’m afraid that if she meets any vicious practitioners, she’ll be taken to practice her incarnation or do something else.