My talent is resurrection

Chapter 161 There is always parting in the world
Carpenter Chen on the edge of the city became popular in a day because he carved wood carvings that even the masters of immortals were satisfied with.

So from then on, Chen Jiu's business didn't get much better, and most of them didn't let him make furniture, they all asked Chen Jiu to carve wood carvings.

But Chen Jiu only takes [-] orders a day, and the next ones can only come back tomorrow.

After all, Chen Jiu had to spend most of his time with Xiao Pinger.

Xiao Ping'er is now old, Chen Jiu has to teach her the principles of life, so she can no longer act like a wild girl like she was when she was a child.

And the first truth to be taught is Chen Jiu's favorite sentence since he was a child.

"Don't do evil because it's small, don't do good because it's small."

This meaning is easy to understand, Xiao Ping'er nodded, "I know."

She scratched her head and asked doubtfully, "What if someone bullies me?"

Chen Jiu frowned, "Then you come and tell me, I'll beat him to death."

The corners of Xiao Ping'er's mouth curled up into a smile, her face was full of smiles, she thought for a while, then pouted again, crossing her arms and saying.

"No, I won't be bullied in the future, but you are bullied, you must tell me, I will help you avenge."

Chen Jiu joked: "Shall we be beaten together?"

Xiao Ping'er looked straight, frowned and said: "No."

She repeated earnestly, "No."

She will not let Chen Jiu be bullied in the future.

Chen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then lightly stroked Xiao Ping'er's head, and smiled softly.

"Neither."

"Ah."

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After winter in the city, the sky is full of snow.

Both Chen Jiu and Xiao Ping'er put on big cotton coats and sat by the stove by the door to warm up.

Xiao Ping'er kept staring at the sweet potatoes in the stove, smacked her mouth twice, and asked Chen Jiu, "How long do you have to wait?"

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "Wait a little longer, otherwise the raw food will not taste good."

Xiao Ping'er crossed her arms and breathed into the ice and snow.

The hot air diffused in the snow, and it was hazy.

There was a sudden wind between heaven and earth, blowing away the haze.

Xiao Ping'er looked up and saw that there was a fairy driving a crane away from the sky.

She watched it for a while, but the fairy left, but she was still watching.

she's down there.

Immortals are high above.

Chen Jiu said suddenly.

"Hoo hoo, Xiao Ping'er, the sweet potato is ready, come and eat it."

Xiao Ping'er withdrew her mind, took the sweet potato, and ate it absent-mindedly, she was thinking.

If you become a fairy in the sky, you won't be bullied by others.

But there are so many immortals in the sky, what if some immortals bully immortals?
Do you have to become the most powerful fairy?

Xiao Ping'er took a bite of the sweet potato, and then started to lose her mind.

She just wanted that she and Chen Jiu wouldn't be bullied, and she didn't ask for more.

But why is it so difficult?
The 13-year-old girl thought about it for a long time.

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In the winter of this year, there was a white-coated monk standing in front of Chen Jiu's shop, ignoring him for a long time, and only in the evening did he walk up to Xiao Ping'er and whispered to Xiao Ping'er.

"Your family's cultivation talent is outstanding. I would like to take you up the mountain and become my closed disciple. Are you willing?"

Xiao Ping'er was stunned for a moment, looked behind Chen Jiu, pointed at the man in the white coat and said loudly.

"Chen, there is a fool here, what should I do?"

The man in the white coat wrinkled his expression, and said in a deep voice: "I am the elder of Luxu Palace on the mountain, named Wumingzi, and now I am in love with you, a little girl. I am not a fool."

Chen Jiu walked slowly to Xiao Ping'er.

Xiao Pinger blinked at him, indicating what to do.

Chen Jiu smiled at the white-coated man: "Master Immortal, Xiao Ping'er is too young now, let her live for a few years, and then choose by herself when she is older."

The white-coated man knew the ways of the world, so he didn't force it, and replied, "Well, I'll come back when you're 16."

The man in the white coat turned around and left.

Xiao Ping'er had been watching the back of the man in the white coat going away, and suddenly turned to ask Chen Jiu.

"My surname is Chen, do you think I really have the talent for cultivation?"

Chen Jiu rubbed Xiao Ping'er's head and said with a smile.

"of course."

Xiao Ping'er laughed happily, but after a while, she frowned and said gloomily: "But I can't stay with you if I go to the mountain to practice immortality."

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "It's okay, you have to do something by yourself for the rest of your life, and when you feel tired or wronged, come back."

When Xiao Pinger heard what Chen Jiu said, her face collapsed, and she pouted, "Why don't I tell that person to take you up the mountain to practice together."

Chen Jiu froze for a moment, then smiled happily.

Xiao Ping'er pouted, feeling that Chen Jiu was making fun of her, so she ran out to play by herself.

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In the days to come, Chen Jiu's carpenter's shop really became lively, and the news that Xiao Ping'er was favored by the immortal master spread out for some reason.

Many people who used to look down on the two father and daughter came to give gifts to make some connections.

Even some monks came to see the news, wanting to see which genius could be favored by the elders of the Six Realms of Luxu Palace.

If she really fell in love with the Wumingzi elder, then the little girl's achievement would not be weaker than the sixth realm. For a hundred miles around, it can be said that another great monk has emerged.

The six-level cultivators within a hundred miles can be counted on their hands, the seven-level monks are no more than four, and there is only one Golden Core, and that is the person at the helm of the Luxu Palace.

Some people are envious, so naturally some are also jealous, let alone another six-level cultivator appear in Luxu Palace.

There are monks with swords in the city, walking on the roofs, their voices are small, like ghosts in this dark night.

When he walked a thousand meters away from the city, he stopped and looked around, looking for the monk who was guarding the city from Luxu Palace.

Eyes cannot be measured.

It depends on the sword.

Jian looked for anger and found someone.

So the sword rested on the man's neck.

The Luxu Palace cultivator looked horrified, "Little Sword Cultivator of Baiyemen!"

Jianxiu nodded, "Yeah."

Then he will send this person to die.

But the sword was stuck in the master in an instant, and it was difficult to get in the slightest.

Jianxiu looked puzzled.

There are two fingers pinching the flying sword at the tip of the sword.

So difficult to get in.

The Luxu Palace monk was instantly knocked out and thrown aside.

Chen Jiu flicked the flying sword lightly, knocking Jianxiu back a hundred meters.

Jianxiu frowned, and said, "I recognize you."

It's the little girl's father.

Chen Jiu said with a smile: "After tonight, you won't be able to recognize him."

Jianxiu was speechless, holding his sword.

Chen Jiu raised his fingers and said with a smile, "I learned from others."

Wu Yun is gone with a flick of the finger!

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In the early morning of the second day, there was an uproar in the city, and a monk was nailed to death on the city wall.

The one who died was Little Sword Cultivator from Baiyemen.

It was his own flying sword that crucified him!
The monk was shocked.

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Another year of heavy snow.

Xiao Ping'er packed her package and saluted. The sixteen-year-old girl came out slim and graceful, and she really responded to the phrase about the eighteenth change of a girl.

Xiao Pinger followed Wu Mingzi and walked out slowly.

Chen Jiu smiled and sat in the room, watching quietly.

Xiao Ping'er walked to the side of the street, turned her head suddenly, with tears streaming down her face, she yelled into the house.

"Father, I'm leaving!"

Chen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly.

"it is good……"

"Remember to come back."

Xiao Ping'er nodded her head desperately, then wiped away her tears with her sleeves, followed Wu Mingzi away without looking back.

Chen Jiu looked at the empty street, dazed.

At this time, the wind and snow drifted by.

The street was reduced to a haze.

No one is there.

(End of this chapter)