The scene in front of Jinglin's eyes was suddenly small. He was surrounded by flying grass and trees, and he saw dead branches and buds blooming in spring. When the grass stopped and his eyes were clear, he was already standing by the pool of flowers. Jinglin lowered his eyes and saw the clear pool surface, reflecting him.
That is Lin Songjun's face.
"Dongjun." Jinglin turned his eyes to Chixinting, and he said, "A little bit of vitality will make this world ①. To find out, it's not worth it."
"It depends on who you are." Dongjun sat in Chixin Pavilion, pouring wine and looking sideways, "If people like Li Rong and Jinglin are like people like Li Rong and Jinglin, if you say this world, I would be willing to be a million-fold realm. ."
"That depends on your opinion." Jing Lin said, "Who am I."
"This pond is the mirror of your heart, you know who you are the best. It's just pity that I can't hope, so far I haven't seen it through." Dongjun motioned, "If you don't mind, come to the pavilion to rest for a while. The Drunk Mountain Monk is going to fight, and there's no way out. Time can't be closed. You and I have a chat, and the right should be a friend."
Jinglin knew that Dongjun must have been sealed, so he sat down in the pavilion. Dongjun is not in a hurry, nor is he in a hurry. Dongjun's difficulty lies not in his subordinates, but in his articulation. The most powerful part of this man is his insight.
Dongjun persuaded the wine: "As the so-called wine enters the stomach, I worry about rushing on the road, you worry about getting rid of that idiot, you and I have a few drinks to make a deep friendship."
Jinglin refused to come. Dongjun put on a folding fan and said, "As soon as I see you, I feel close. I think it's fate, and since it's fate, it's even more important to get acquainted. But it's very strange, but the drunk mountain monk is with The relationship between the two of you can't be fought, how can you be pushed behind your ass by him?"
"It's a long story." When Jinglin shook the cup, he saw a few words engraved on the cup, which was Jiutianjun's preference. Jun's father accepted Dong Jun as his adopted son, and he must have been guided in the aspect of preference. It is exactly the same, but this is more worthy of Jing Lin's hatred.
"I'm not afraid of people talking long." Dongjun said, "I'm only afraid of people's longevity. Unfortunately, my father is also a short-lived ghost, and even his brothers have a bad fate. Have you heard of my brother? You? If you are familiar with the gods of the Nine Heavens, and you can even feel the pain of the drunk mountain monk, you must have heard of it."
"Who doesn't know." Jing Lin's fingertips crossed the words on the cup, "What is the pain point of the drunk mountain monk? He can't know everything about the Three Realms when he takes refuge, and it's not a secret."
"I'm not referring to taking refuge." Dongjun leaned over and swept the table slightly, and said, "I'm talking about being crazy because of 'love'. He's crazy today because he's sick, lovesick, and love-obsessed. Even if it is known for nine days, Zhongdu has never disclosed a single cent, where did you find out?"
"The gods were also human." Jinglin didn't care, "But everyone must have flaws, but not everyone is as tight-lipped as you are."
"That's right." Dong Jun understood clearly, and continued, "A few more glasses."
Jinglin pointed to the lid of the cup and said, "The so-called cannibalism is short."
"Your little fish has swallowed half of the spiritual energy of the drunk mountain monk, and his mouth didn't sink back into his mother's womb." Dong Jun poured the wine without doubt, "I don't think I drink, but there is one of my brothers, guess who it is. ."
Jinglin said: "I am not related to you and not related to you, so I don't know."
"Then let me tell you. There is a special one among my brothers, called Jinglin, who is called Lord Linsong. This person is strange. Among all the brothers, he is the only one who is the least likable, and he is the most favored by his father. It's a pity. The loving father spoiled him and made him the most extraordinary evil in the world." When Dongjun poured the wine, he looked calm and raised his eyes slightly, "Do you know why he is called Linsongjun?"
Jing Lin felt that the cup in his palm was like a dagger, and it was pierced into the empty chest from the palm of his hand like a poison. He looked at Dongjun, and he was most familiar with Dongjun's look. They all looked at him like this, long before the day they killed their father, they looked at him like this.
The corner of Jinglin's lips extended a relaxed smile, and he said: "I don't know, this person is not as famous as killing Ge Jun Li Rong in the three worlds, how would I know."
"That's really a story." Dongjun opened his eyes slightly, as if he was meeting someone to say something strange, he said, "It is said that the day when Jinglin joined Jun's father's door, the sound of pine waves pouring into the rain, he knelt down and bowed to his father. At that time, there was no wind and waves in the Songhai. The sound of pine and rain covered the whole mountain. He kowtowed three times. The spiritual sea had not yet been built, but the mental image had already been formed. No one in this world has ever been born without a spiritual sea. His true appearance is still a coincidence, so that the father of the king will show a smile and help him up."
Song Tao seemed to be in his ear, Jinglin turned the glass and asked with a little interest: "What is the true nature of this person."
"A sword. It's sharp-edged since birth, and it's not likable. But it's so rare, turning into a sword in its true form means that he should slay demons and eliminate demons and defend the right way in his life, and it also means that his heart is like stone. It's hard to shake. If there is someone in the world who is born without a heart, it must be him, a person with a heart like a sharp sword, no one can be hot." Dongjun said, looking at Jinglin, "But the father will He regards it as a gift from heaven, and as if it were his own. Brothers, he ranks ninth, but he is the first to confer the honor of the king and god. Don’t say that killing Ge Jun and Li Rong is today’s co-lord of heaven and earth, Cheng Tianjun. Can't compare. But he has become an evil spirit, don't you think it's strange? I can't understand it."
"Since it is evil, kill it." Jing Lin said, "There is no sword that keeps hitting."
"I didn't expect you to be a man of temperament." Dongjun added wine and smiled, "That's right. If you become evil, you can kill it. But I heard your little fish keep saying that he admires Lord Linsong, what's the matter? Yes, if he also becomes a villain in the future, he will also end up being smashed to ashes."
"Then if he said that he admired Dongjun, wouldn't he be able to rank among the gods in the future and order the crowd." Jinglin poured his glass and the wine slid on the ground, he said, "Xianjia wine is really bad. You Having said this, I will say goodbye first."
"Come and go as you like." Dong Jun leaned on the table and spread his hands, looking rather rogue, "If you can get out, you can go anyway. I've said this, are you still unwilling to show your true shape?"
"I'm close at hand." Jing Lin lightly put aside the wine glass, and finally took out his handkerchief and wiped his fingertips carefully, "If you can see through it, just be optimistic."
The so-called temptation is all doubt. As long as doubts remain, there are opportunities.
Dongjun said: "Jinglin, don't let your brother play."
Jing Lin followed the goodness like a flow: "Brother."
On the contrary, Dong Jun suddenly became suspicious, because Jing Lin was sitting upright and looked at him, but how could he believe that Jing Lin would call him brother! Hugh said that brother, Jing Lin always called Cheng Tianjun by his first name.
"I first entered this realm." Jing Lin stared at Dongjun, "I felt that it was well constructed, and there was no point in it. After listening to the story, I suddenly realized that it turned out to be my brother? How, my brother looks like Not like? I think it is—otherwise what are you afraid of."
"I can't love you enough, how can I be afraid." Dong Jun said, "All the brothers are the hearts and souls of me."
"I advise my brother's heart thorns to be removed as soon as possible." Jing Lin smiled slowly, "If it doesn't become a heart calamity, it will not only be the drunk mountain monk who is crazy."
"For the sake of my heartbreak, I asked me to take a look at the real face. If it is really Jinglin, I would like to be reunited as soon as possible." When Dongjun sounded down, he saw the water pouring from the pavilion.
"Since you want to be reunited." He pointed down, "Go accompany him."
The water waves swirled into a dragon, and the group rushed in. Xiaoting swayed, Jinglin kept his body still, he even folded his handkerchief, and he didn't even pay attention. Before the water dragon arrived, the illusion was innately collapsed and the ground cracked. I saw the flowers and birds dissipated in an instant, and the crack in the clear sky shook the whole area violently. The crack in the clear sky was getting bigger and bigger, first showing his hands, and then pulling out Cang Ji's face. Hearing the crackling sound, Cang Ji even had no patience, and jumped down from the clear sky, biting the words.
"Return people!"
Dongjun folded a fan to block the light, raised his head and shouted: "No, I will not pay it back! I will cook him and eat it today!"
Cang Ji fell into the pool, and the water splashed. Dongjun felt a dark shadow suddenly appear in front of him, and he threw a fist on Cang Ji's fist in a hurry, as if to stop a child from playing. The wind blew to the back side by side, and when I heard Chi Yan Zhenfei, Cang Ji's breath was uncertain.
Dongjun saw that his fan was faintly sunken, and said, "I heard that you are very powerful, and asked me to learn from you."
Cang Ji's fist sank into the pool before he could regain his senses. Dongjun just patted his fan, as if the top of Mount Tai was pressing down.
Cang Ji stood up, Dongjun kicked a little, and said in a plausible voice: "But Er'er, how? How much spiritual energy has been swallowed by the drunk mountain monk, and how much is spit on me today."
Cang Ji was so pressed that he wanted to spit out sour water when he heard Dong Jun laugh.
"I'm the most unreasonable person. I vomit as much as I can. If I can't vomit, I can only beat him to death."
Every time Dongjun said a word, the ground collapsed an inch. He didn't even have to cross his stick like a drunken mountain monk, he just stood there calmly, and Cang Ji had already learned what kind of deterrent a "monarch god" should be. Looking up at Dongjun from the water, the sea of spirits seemed like a vast expanse under the skin. Jing Lin is inexhaustible, but he has never had such a terrifying sight. Among the waves of aura, stands the true face of Dongjun.
Dongjun's skin is so beautiful, so hideous. The anger looks like an evil god, standing quietly in the sea of spirits with open teeth and claws.
Cang Ji's chest was stagnant, his spiritual energy turned madly, he was actually afraid and retreated on his own. Before he could utter the curse, he felt pain in his ears and fell into the deep water. After sinking into the body for less than a moment, I felt that there was someone behind my back. The lips were covered, and the smell of blood swept across Cang Ji's mouth. With the strands of hair blocking his face, Cang Ji pressed the back of Jing Lin's head with his backhand, and swept the bit of blood with all his might, and even turned against the guest, entangled endlessly.
Jing Lin's hands and feet were cold, and he reached out and grabbed Cang Ji's hair, but Cang Ji didn't realize it.
eat him.
Eat him now!
Jing Lin's waist was tight, and it was even difficult to breathe. Cang Ji swallowed in his throat, but Jing Lin felt that his tongue was about to be swallowed by him! The water slipped on his cheeks, and Jing Lin also had the illusion that he was going to be eaten. He was trapped in Cang Ji's arms, and he was almost smashed and swallowed by Cang Ji.
Dongjun brushed off his robes, and when he saw the drunk mountain monk walking with a stick, he took out two fruits from his sleeve and threw one to the drunk mountain monk.
The drunk mountain monk took it and said, "Where's the person?"
"How can I answer this." Dong Jun nibbled at the fruit, "Maybe he is alive now, and he will die in the next instant."
"Do you know who he is?"
"I guessed a little bit at first, but now I don't feel like it." Dongjun rubbed his chin, "This person is real and fake, and there is no leakage. If you guess who he is, he will learn who he is, which makes me doubtful. But that fish is a bit interesting, who do you think this fish looks like? Well, you have never seen it before." He crunched the core of the fruit, chewing between his teeth, "The throat has reverse scales, and the mouth swallows everything— Isn't this the power of the blue dragon?"
Without waiting for the drunk mountain monk to answer, he added: "But he is still a koi now, and he only has the resources to transform into a dragon. Why worry? It's okay to let him go for a few days. Can't handle the wind and waves. How intimidating Canglong was that day, Li Rong's spear was also scraping its scales. If he didn't have the guidance of his master, it would be too delusional to want to dominate the world just by swallowing it."
"You can't see through that man before it happens. How can I rest assured that he will raise a calamity?" The drunk mountain monk lowered his wand and shook his head, "I will definitely arrest both of them."
"Who said I couldn't see through!" Dong Jun hummed, "Just wait for me..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt the sound of the wind tighten, and the water droplets exploded in front of him. Cang Ji twitched Dong Jun's shirt in a flash, but when he heard the "bang", Dong Jun was actually thrown to the ground.
Cang Ji's eyes were covered, Jing Lin gasped in confusion, covered Cang Ji's eyes, and stuck to his ear and said, "He is neither a human nor a demon, so he confuses people.
Dong Jun chuckled softly, lying on the ground and blinking.
"—I see, my dear brother."
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①: Taken from "Zibuyu"