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Volume 3 I¡¯m from the Border Army Chapter 363 Steps

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    The sudden changes on the northern wall of Shengjing that night aroused the people's imagination and speculation.  = However, no one knew that in a casual smile, the prosperous Tang Dynasty completed an important inheritance. Li Zizhi once again taught Zhang Xiaodao how to cultivate his mind with his actions.  The anxious and anxious mood in Zhang Xiaodao's heart disappeared, and was replaced by blind confidence in himself.  The next morning, as the morning light faded, Zhang Xiaodao walked out of the small courtyard, stood on the steps, opened his arms, and stretched his muscles. Thinking of the bean curds in Lotus Lane, he simply freshened up and went straight to Lotus Lane.  Lianhua Lane was once a snack street for common people. Later, because the Queen Mother flew on the branches and chickens and dogs ascended to the sky, the whole street became the most prosperous commercial street in Shengjing City.  After Wen Qinglan became the Queen Empress, the tofu pudding shop in Lianhua Lane closed down. Later, I don¡¯t know who rented the store here and renovated it. It still sold bean curds, but did not dare to use the word "Queen Empress".  , but undoubtedly also got a lot of light.  In the early morning, Lotus Alley was already overcrowded, and the slightly damp bluestone gradually dried up.  When Zhang Xiaodao arrived at Douhua Shop, there was already a long queue. In the days when the decisive battle was about to come, he shouldn't have wasted time here, but today he started to queue up very patiently, listening to the people talking about the bright masterpiece in the north of the city last night.  , with a faint smile on his face.  Unknowingly, Zhang Xiaodao had reached the front of the queue. In addition to the crowds of people in front of him, when he raised his head, he could see the old plaque of the Douhua shop.  The whole plaque is as black as ink, and in the center are the three characters "Douhua Shop" without prefixes. It is simple and straightforward. However, this plaque has been hanging for nearly ten years. There are naturally some rolled wood skins and white fonts around the plaque.  There are also bright and dark parts, and some of the paint must have peeled off due to being washed away by the rain.  The first time Zhang Xiaodao saw the plaque, he fell deeply into it.  Pictures appeared one after another in his mind, like a slideshow.  Since the first day, the plaque has been hung in front of the shop.  In addition to fulfilling its duty to tell passers-by that there are bean curds here, it also has to go through many hardships.  The rain in early spring, the heat in summer, the desolation in late autumn, and the heavy snow in winter.  Ten years later, the plaque will naturally leave traces of many years, and these years are time!  When he was lost in thought, Zhang Xiaodao had already arrived at the front of the queue. The thin owner of the tofu shop asked: "Brother, how many bowls are there?" Zhang Xiaodao came to his senses and stretched out two fingers.  Handing over two wooden bowls, he said in a confused tone: "Two bowls." The thin boss took the two wooden bowls that Zhang Xiaodao had brought and filled them with tofu pudding quickly.  Zhang Xiaodao handed the broken silver to the boss, picked up two bowls of bean curd and walked to his small courtyard, but he was still thinking about the plaque just now.  Walking out of Lotus Alley, Zhang Xiaodao walked quickly along the dewdrops on the bluestone slab. It was obviously more important to him to be able to give Wang Luohan a bowl of hot tofu pudding.  Zhang Xiaodao's footsteps were hurried as he took the shortcut along the alley.  But suddenly stopped because of a child's cry.  On his left is a small courtyard with an open door. It is full of white clothes hanging out to dry. It can be seen that this family is not too wealthy.  The cry came from a little girl in the courtyard.  The little girl has two pigtails.  The corners of his mouth turned downward, and his big eyes were full of mist, looking aggrieved.  Standing in front of the girl is an old woman. The old woman's temples have turned gray.  The hand placed on the girl's head has rough skin and thick joints, obviously caused by years of labor.  "Ah mother. Why am I bleeding?" the girl asked pitifully.  The lady known as A Niang smiled and said: "You have grown up, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhang Xiaodao looked embarrassed and hurriedly crossed the intersection of this house, but inexplicably thought that the little girl had grown up.  It¡¯s also the passage of time that¡¯s causing trouble!  All the way back to his small courtyard, Wang Luohan just opened his hazy eyes. Zhang Xiaodao was afraid that the bean curd would get cold, so he quickly found a basin to cover it, and then helped his wife to wash up.  After washing up, the two began to eat tofu pudding.  Wang Luohan was in a good mood today. When he was eating tofu, his eyebrows were crescent and he was smiling.  Zhang Xiaodao also rarely relaxed, and the two started chatting and laughing, and the topic naturally couldn't be separated from Xiao Xiaodao.  At the end of the breakfast, Zhang Xiaodao suggested being gentle and coaxed Wang Luohan onto the bed, while he happily lay down on Wang Luohan's bulging belly.  Wang Luohan's lower abdomen is very round, and her fair skin seems to be almost transparent when stretched out.  Zhang Xiaodao cuts his brainHe put them all on, but he didn't dare to press hard, so he had to support his body with his hands. Of course, with his level of practice, such an uncomfortable posture would not be too tiring.  Wang Luohan was a little shy at first, but looking down at Zhang Xiaodao's side face filled with a happy smile, he felt that this was a matter of course.  The early morning light beams shine through the window lattice and onto the mottled floor. The breeze blows in from the open door, but it is slightly warm and pleasant.  Zhang Xiaodao lay on Wang Luohan's bulging belly and listened for a long time.  Inexplicably, the heartbeats of the three people became uniform, and the faint sound of "dong dong dong" turned into a beautiful movement like the sound of nature and played in the ears of the couple.  In the blink of an eye, the morning time passed quietly. When Zhang Xiaodao raised his head again, he found that Wang Luohan had fallen asleep, so he got off the bed lightly. As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw Wang Luohan coming with large and small packages.  Master¡¯s wife.  These days, when Zhang Xiaodao went to look at the stone tablet every day, his wife took care of Wang Luohan. Apparently Wang Daniu's care on the first day was too clumsy in her eyes, so she went to the battle herself.  The master's wife had just put the supplements she bought on the small table in the courtyard. When she saw Zhang Xiaodao walking down, she suddenly frowned and said with relief: "Soon." Zhang Xiaodao smiled slightly and said: "Master's wife, what did you buy that is delicious?  ¡± seemed not to care about his own situation.  Seeing Zhang Xiaodao's calm and calm appearance, Master Han Shuang'er said with a smile: "Entering Zhixuan means you have close access to supernatural powers. This is a big deal for every practitioner. Now it's good, he has the style of a general."  Xiao Dao smiled bitterly and said: "My magical powers may not be able to help the prosperous Tang Dynasty in future wars, so let's forget about Zhixuan." The truth he said at this time was that the Western Region and the Great Wilderness were about to arrive in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. In this kind of three-way master  In an all-out situation, it is natural to see who is more powerful above the level of supernatural power. At this time, knowing the mystery is really of no avail, and Zhang Xiaodao's goal naturally does not stop there.  The teacher's wife was stunned when she heard this, patted Zhang Xiaodao on the shoulder, and did not continue the topic, but asked: "Are you going to Futu Temple in the afternoon?" Zhang Xiaodao shook his head and said, "I'm tired from watching, I'll rest at home in the afternoon." The teacher's wife smiled.  He got up and said, "Then I need help." Then he picked up the tightly wrapped kraft paper and said, "Pregnant women need to replenish their blood. Let's boil jujube water." Zhang Xiaodao immediately went straight to the kitchen.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­ The night falls slightly, and the red clouds in the sky converge.  Zhang Xiaodao, who had been busy all afternoon, scratched his head and looked at the sky, feeling that the time seemed to pass too fast.  Han Shuang'er was simmering a large pot of chicken soup at this time. Looking at her serious look, one knew that her attitude towards Wang Luohan's pregnancy was beyond description.  Originally, Wang Luohan¡¯s temperament was inevitably a bit willful after she became pregnant, as evidenced by the fact that Wang Daniu was tortured so hard on his first day here.  But since the time when Master¡¯s wife came here, Wang Luohan didn¡¯t dare to order Master¡¯s wife to buy this or that. Instead, Master¡¯s wife ordered her to eat this and drink that.  Although Wang Luohan complained endlessly in her heart, she also understood that the master's wife was doing it for her own good, so she could only accept it honestly.  The dinner was extremely sumptuous, made by the master¡¯s wife.  After supervisor Wang Luohan drank three bowls of thick hen soup, the mistress left with satisfaction, leaving behind Wang Luohan who kept burping, and Zhang Xiaodao who was smiling.  Dare to smile all over his face, Zhang Xiaodao will naturally be coquettishly commanded by Wang Luohan, who is now a pregnant woman.  In the end, Zhang Xiaodao successfully helped Wang Luohan get on the bed and fell asleep peacefully. He was a little unable to sleep, so he quietly got out of bed, walked to the stone steps outside the house and sat down in the courtyard.  The starlight illuminated his cheeks, and he subconsciously concentrated on looking at the stars in the sky. Unknowingly, he remembered the scenes he saw today.  The mottled and old plaque, the girl's fear because of her period, and Xiao Xiaodao's increasingly strong heartbeat all made Zhang Xiaodao realize something.  But he didn¡¯t feel it right away. Instead, he chose to be alone in the dead of night. This was an extremely bold choice.  Enlightenment is something mysterious, but once it arrives, who dares to miss it?  Maybe he really missed it, but Zhang Xiaodao's courage to do this was not because he was arrogant and frivolous, but because he remembered what he was thinking when he realized it.  After these thoughts were settled, not only did they not disappear in Zhang Xiaodao's heart, but they fermented and were conveyed stronger and clearer at this moment.  Zhang Xiaodao's eyes suddenly lit up, like stars, and the divine wheel spun wildly, splattering quiet beams of light in his body.  He could see the veins in his body clearly like never before, he could see the dome tree clearly, and he could see the sea composed of spiritual sources. These things should have beenThings that are stationary begin to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.  Zhang Xiaodao¡¯s clothes began to look old inexplicably, and there were cracks spreading on the stone steps under his butt, as if he had gone through countless years at this moment.  But after a while, a web began to form on Zhang Xiaodao's body, and countless dust became wisps of dust in front of his closed eyes.  When he opened his eyes, there was no flash of light in his eyes, but they were as deep as the starry sky. In less than two hours, he had half-stepped his supernatural power!  On this day, Zhang Xiaodao broke through all levels in the Mingxuan Realm. If anyone knew about this, they would be so shocked that they couldn't say a word, but he didn't seem to find it that strange or difficult.  "But after he lifted his buttocks, he found that the steps were old and cracked. He couldn't help but think that if his strength reaches a higher level, he has to build another step. What's the truth?  It seems that the next time you understand the rules of time, you have to choose a good place.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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