Since ancient times, the word "heart" has been the most confusing.
What’s more, she has reached this level
The more you understand your mind and nature, the more tests you will experience on the road, and the more dangerous they will be. Sometimes, when the opportunity comes, such speculation often has a very desirable name -
Epiphany.
On ordinary days, it simply means that a certain idea suddenly becomes clear.
But in the world of monks, this word has a special meaning.
It refers to the fact that under certain circumstances, monks immerse themselves in a special state of thinking and gain a certain realization quickly and comprehensively, which can last for a long or short period of time.
Needless to say, the short ones are just a snap of the fingers, an instant, or three or five breaths.
It's quite unusual in appearance.
For some monks, it may take three to five days, three to five months, three to five years to achieve enlightenment. Some may even spend thirty to fifty years, or even three to five hundred years!
In the mind of an enlightened person, it is just a brief moment of thought that flashes through his mind, but the time in the secular world may have passed by in a hurry.
Beauty turns to dry bones, and black hair turns to white hair.
With just a thought and a flick of the fingers, the cultivator's lifespan might be exhausted and turned into dust.
What Jianchou experienced just now could not be called a sudden enlightenment, but he had indeed sunk into that special state of thinking. He searched for it but could not find it, so he fell deeper and deeper.
The more independent and determined the path you take, the more difficult and dangerous the encounters you will encounter.
If one is clear in thought and can pull it out, there will be nothing to worry about. But if one is not clear in thought and cannot pull it out, perhaps hundreds or thousands of years later, others may only see a pile of dry bones downstairs.
The wind blows, and I still feel cold.
Her eyes, still filled with lingering fear, swept across the debris on the ground and the spilled wine. When she raised her eyes again, she had finally sorted out her confused emotions. At least she still looked calm.
Then he raised his eyes and met Qu Zhengfeng's motionless eyes again.
He was so cold that he seemed to be covered with frost. Perhaps because he saw that she had finally woken up, he laughed coldly and turned around and walked back.
The dark figure disappeared behind the railing, and Jianchou could no longer be seen.
She hesitated for a moment, but maybe this was just a coincidence from heaven? Since they had already met, how could she just turn around and leave? What's more, he was really helping her when he shouted just now.
So, the hesitation only lasted for a moment.
After a moment, she changed direction and walked directly into the restaurant built on the roadside.
Strangely enough, although it is a restaurant, there is no one in the lobby at this late hour. There are only some exquisite tables and chairs placed there, with the names of dishes and drinks hung on the signs.
Jianchou didn't know where he was.
But there is no doubt that no matter whose territory this place originally belonged to, now that Qu Zhengfeng is here, it is all "under the rule of the Sword Emperor", so there is no need to worry about anything else.
A varnished wooden ladder was placed diagonally in the southeast corner.
After coming in, she saw it at a glance, but at the same time, she heard some strange noises coming from upstairs, as if from several women.
Talking with a faint smile.
Jianchou didn't think too much and climbed the stairs as usual. However, what he saw was really unexpected.
The second floor of the restaurant was also deserted, with few other customers.
Qu Zhengfeng sat by the railing facing the northwest. On a long square eucalyptus table were jade plates of delicacies, all of which were cooked from the edible parts of various rare and magical beasts. Fine wine floated in the luminous cups, reflecting the hazy moonlight in the sky, but blurring the expressions of the people drinking at the moment.
Several female monks, dressed either seductively or elegantly, were standing by.
The laughter and talking she had just heard were probably made by them.
When Jianchou came up, she neither hid her footsteps nor her breath, so they could easily detect her arrival.
There was silence.
It was okay for the others, Jianchou didn't care much at all.
There was only one person that she couldn't look away from.
She is also a female cultivator, but she can be said to be the most beautiful and gorgeous one among them.
The graceful and fragrant one is like a blooming peony, and the luxury reveals a bit of careless laziness. The waist is like a slender water snake, wrapped in a colorful dress. There are obviously too many and too complicated colors, but once the embroidery threads that seem to condense golden light are outlined, they are as soft and docile as cotton clouds, and look gentle and charming.
But that face is so dazzlingly beautiful.
It was as if she wanted to fix everyone's eyes on her and not let anyone escape.
So in just this moment, Jianchou already knew her identity: Chen Yao, the new Grand Sima of Tongguan Post Station in the demon world, whom he had met in Zuoliu Xuanjia Silver Tower a long time ago.
Of course the other party saw her too.
I don't know when she had been sitting here. Even if she saw me, she didn't look surprised. She just stood up slowly and nodded slightly.
"Who was I thinking? It turns out to be Daoist Fellow Yashan Jianchou. I have long admired you. I am so sorry for my disrespect."
The words were spoken politely, but the meaning behind them made people feel uncomfortable for some reason.
Jianchou suppressed this little bit of subtlety, and only felt that this mysterious Shen Yao also had many interesting things to think about. But she did not mention the things about the demons.
At the moment, he just calmly returned the greeting: "Sima Shen, I have heard a lot about you."
The two of them greeted each other, but the female practitioners next to them just looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.
The one who dared to speak chose not to speak.
Qu Zhengfeng seemed to have seen nothing and felt nothing, as if he had no idea that Jianchou had come. He took the wine in the cup and drank it, then slowly poured himself another cup.
"Gulp."
In the silence of the second floor, the only sound could be heard: the wine being poured into cups.
Chen Yao heard it, and his gaze stayed on Qu Zhengfeng for a moment, then fell back on Jianchou. A little interest seemed to flash across his eyes, but then it was replaced by a bright smile at the corner of his lips.
The four words "natural beauty" perhaps exist because of her.
At this time, he just waved his hands casually to the female cultivators, walked gracefully to Jianchou, and said with a wink: "I think it's like a heartbroken guest meets a heartbroken guest, and a Yashan person meets a Yashan person. We have almost finished talking about it, and I, an outsider in the demon world, will not bother you here. Since you two have old ties, just chat slowly. Tomorrow's night under the sea of stars will be very long."
If the previous sentence could be attributed to Jianchou's illusion, then the meaning of this sentence is truly worthy of Jianchou's deep thought and consideration.
only…
Does this Sima of Tongguan Post have some "beautiful" misunderstanding of the relationship between her and Qu Zhengfeng
Those female cultivators of mediocre cultivation who had been serving wine upstairs earlier had all tactfully walked down from the banquet table and passed by her like flowers passing by willows.
She didn't even glance at him, but just looked at Qu Zhengfeng.
He sat in the corner, wearing a dark black robe with gold weaving on it, illuminated by the bright candlelight from upstairs. The black color blended into the night, but the embroidered gold patterns glowed with a mysterious and ancient light.
The wine cup is already filled.
But he did not stop. Instead, he took another clean empty cup beside him and poured a glass of wine into it. When the cup was full, he laughed.
Jianchou stood there without moving.
Qu Zhengfeng slowly raised his head, his cold and dark eyes illuminated by the brilliant light, flashing a blazing light like obsidian, but then disappeared in an instant.
When he spoke, his sarcasm was still so spicy that it made people frown.
"Junior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Junior Sister...
In the past, she was just a junior at the foundation-building stage, but today she has become a powerful Return to Void Stage expert.
Jianchou certainly remembered why this name came from, and vaguely understood why he called her that at the moment. His heart was complicated for a moment, but he also smiled and replied to him: "It's been a long time since we last met, and it's been a long time since I last heard this name."