"Although everyone says that Xianjun looks cold, I know that you are actually very nice."
After Kong Jing ate the pastry, his eyes narrowed into a line with joy, and he couldn't hold back the brakes and said: "I like you so much."
A child's confession is short and time-sensitive. Jiang Yinghe didn't take it seriously, but asked: "Is there any homework today?"
"It's already done." Kong Jing approached and said, "I heard the abbot talking to others a few days ago and mentioned you."
Jiang Yinghe saw that he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it all over his face, so he didn't say anything, but followed the other party's expectation: "What did you say?"
Kong Jing was really happy, and said: "The abbot has a premonition that there will be a series of visits from evil cultivators in the past two days, so he will restrain the disciples first, and he said that they are all here for you, Xianjun must be careful..."
Halfway through his speech, he felt that Jiang Xianjun had been famous for a long time, and even the abbot might not be able to match him in terms of frontal combat power, so he said instead: "But you are so powerful, you must..."
Before Kong Jing could finish his words, he heard a meow from outside the quiet meditation room. The meow was low and soft, with a feeling of being abandoned.
Just when the little monk had an outburst of kindness and wanted to look out the window, Jiang Yinghe stopped him with one hand and coaxed the child back to practice.
There was a slight knock at the door, and there was only Yu Jiang Yinghe in the room.
The meowing of the cat is getting lower and lower.
As if he hadn't heard of it, he turned over a few pages of the book he had just put down, thinking about his own catastrophe ahead of time—there were three catastrophes in the Hole Void Realm, and this was the last one.
After the three calamities, the body has been tempered to the extreme, and only the Dao heart is tested, step by step to return to the original, pure Dao heart, condensed soul, and then ascend to the half-step golden fairy, find the Dao seed, and then join the Dao.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yinghe suddenly raised his eyes, and saw a white kitten squatting on the window, its round eyes were black and glistening with water, its whole body was full of care and flattery, and it jumped lightly to the ground.
Jiang Yinghe looked at him for a moment, but didn't speak.
The cat stopped at his feet, its big fluffy tail rubbed against him a few times, and it meowed.
Jiang Yinghe restrained his eyes and said, "It's a waste of effort."
The little beast at his feet looked at him with round cat eyes.
"On the one hand, you say you don't care if I have feelings or not," Jiang Yinghe read the book very slowly, and his attitude towards this matter could not be discerned from his expression, "on the other hand, you are saddened by this, don't you feel that you are contradicting yourself?"
After a moment of silence, the white microphone at the feet turned into a human form.
Changye was born beautiful, with an astonishing beauty that transcends gender, even at such a moment of embarrassment and uncertainty, it can still move people's hearts.
He knelt in front of Jiang Yinghe, pillowed on his knee, and could feel the long-lost faint fragrance.
"Ye'er is afraid... that the person Master likes is not me."
Jiang Yinghe heard his low sobs.
"Master always, doesn't like me... I always make you angry. But I changed it and never lied to you again. Can you forgive me?"
Like a real cat, he showed a soft and pitiful appearance, hooked his tail with dense fluff, and wrapped it around Jiang Yinghe's calf.
"Don't look at others anymore, look at me... Master, look at me..."
Jiang Yinghe closed the pages of the book, sighed, stretched out his hand and flicked the other person's forehead, and said, "Where's your senior brother?"
Chang Ye's eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed, as if it was difficult for Master to talk to him, but he asked about the news of the other two people, choked up, and said in a low voice: "I came a long time ago, just... no, no .”
Jiang Yinghe flicked him again: "Only you are worthless."
With tears in those dark eyes, she leaned over to lean into his arms, her voice was so soft that it was a mess.
"Don't be angry, I really won't do it again. I will protect what Master wants to protect..."
How could Jiang Yinghe be so cold and rigid, he didn't want to hear Chang Ye cry, so he reached out to wipe his tears and said, "Do you really know what's wrong?"
Chang Ye leaned over to press against his finger, and looked at him eagerly.
"The fault is - the two of them still understand that they need my consent if they are in love. But you are just planning and planning, step by step, and tricked me into one of the few loves and sympathies."
Jiang Yinghe's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of anger.
"Long Night," he called, "when will you understand, respect me, and let me agree, is the most important thing?"
The boy in red looked at him and was stunned.
"In your eyes, no matter what race it is, as long as it is useless to you, it is like an ant." Jiang Yinghe said slowly, "This is the cognition of survival in the dark age, and I know it well. But you are by my side, you must learn to stand under the light."
"I don't want to be the light you caught from the darkness." Jiang Yinghe held his hand, "I should be the one who pulled you out. You can't even respect and cherish me, so how can you talk about treating other creatures."
When he said this, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Chang Ye's eyes again, and sighed.
"Forget it, no
I understand, just wait a little longer. "
This sentence was said on purpose. When Jiang Yinghe spoke to him just now, he spoke so smoothly that he almost recited the content of his ideological and moral cultivation when he was teaching in his previous life.
The era in which he lived and the basic education he received were too far from those of Long Ye. He had to change his thinking and cultivate good young people, and he had to do it slowly.
Just when Jiang Yinghe looked away and was about to finish reading the Daoist book in his hand, he was suddenly held by his fingertips and heard the other party's voice.
"Ye'er can't wait anymore." Chang Ye stared at him with red eyes, "I thought that as long as Master was by my side, everything would be the same as before. But falsehoods cannot be true. If you have any worries, everything will be different from the past after all. .Master..."
He paused for a while, then suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked in a hoarse voice as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Master... are you... willing to take back your root of love?"
Jiang Yinghe thought of the words Abbot Chanqing had said to him, and remembered that their three souls were one, and that he was just a test on the road to the Almighty Separation of Souls... He pressed his fingers to the foot of the page and paused for a moment.
After the silence, there was a gentle response.
"… Um."
Even if there is no result in the end.
But in this way, there is an explanation for them and for myself.
——
When Chang Ye closed the door, he still felt the cold fragrance lingering on the corner of the other party's clothes.
As he retreated from the room, he almost felt a fire burning in his lungs, scorching on his usually cruel, cold and feigned heart.
He closed the door tightly, his palm fit between the cracks of the door, and slowly slid down.
There was a sound of footsteps behind.
Changye closed his eyes and opened them again, licked his bloodthirsty fangs, and said, "Are you here to see my joke?"
The people behind stopped.
"Finally, there is a time when my junior brother can't hold back and explores the way by himself." Qin Jun looked up, with an unexpectedly calm expression, "Over the years, you have always been the one who is favored the most."
"At this time, you have to bring up the past again. You are really not ordinary grudges."
Chang Ye turned around with a cold face, that glamorous face was stained with gloom, almost feeling a little crazy and sick, but this state only appeared for a moment. Then he shrank back, leaving only the appearance of Penglai disciple Chang Ye who grew up beside the master.
"...Where is Li Huanhan?"
"It's next door to Master."
"The intentions are sinister." Changye commented habitually, and then said, "Tell him, I'm going to the Wuliangtian Tower to settle an old matter
. "
Besides Master's matter, what else is more important
Qin Jun was leaning against the wall fence, and the dark robes on his body were embroidered with many patterns and scenes like ghost paintings. Under the sunlight, the dark patterns on the inside of the robes would show the patterns and scenes of ripples of the Styx, wandering ghosts, and even mountains of swords and seas of fire.
"I thought you wouldn't agree easily." Qin Jun stared at him and said, "Junior Brother Chang Ye, go by yourself, where do you put the two senior brothers?"
Chang Ye raised his eyes, glanced at him, seemed to be thinking about it for a moment, and then showed a smile.
"Okay." He has been crying these past two days, but it is rare for him to smile so cutely and harmlessly. "Senior Brother Qin is so powerful, of course you are the one to go first, and Ye'er will fight for you."
"... just said a few human words, and they were so fake that it made people sick." Qin Jun commented with a bad attitude, "Junior Brother Changye, you are really weak and can't take care of yourself."
The two were botched, but they looked like they could continue arguing for another decade. After a few words of sarcasm, the quarrel suddenly stopped under Li Huanhan's demonic energy, and Ming Jin withdrew.
Changye looked to one side, until he looked into the edge where the demonic energy emanated, and saw Li Huanhan, who was dressed in black with blood eyes and heart demon pattern spreading and beating, unexpectedly having a happy conversation with the abbot of Lanruo Temple.
The two came from the other side of the corridor. Abbot Chan Qing was dressed in cassock, with a pure white monk's robe underneath, and a Buddhist seal on his forehead, showing a sense of detachment from Buddhist practice, while Li Huanhan, who was opposite him, was It's a far cry from that.
The two exchanged the last sentence, Chan Qing took a deep look at him, put his hands together and said: "Your Excellency is thoughtful, I can't wait."
Li Huanhan returned the gift calmly, glanced at the two people beside him, and said: "My two juniors are causing trouble to the abbot."
Zen Qing guessed the identities of the three of them. He knew that he could not interfere with the split soul of the Great Power, but said: "The orchid outside the window was trampled by the cat."
"He's the most incompetent one." Li Huanhan said, and turned to look at Chang Ye, his blood eyes were darkened, "Just give him a good beating."
Chan Qing couldn't help laughing, and then asked: "Is the speculation Li benefactor got true?"
"Eighty percent sure."
"That's good." Chan Qing said, "It's a worthy match."
He nodded, then walked past the other two souls, opened the door, and entered the meditation room where Jiang Yinghe was.
Outside the door, the three formed a solid equilateral triangle.
The demonic energy was crushed abruptly, and retreated before angering the other two.
Li Huanhan said indifferently: "I have entrusted the abbot to let him keep the master."
Killing Chaos will definitely cause changes in the world. No matter how disappointed the master is, he will probably be worried, and if the half-step golden immortal fights, if he is a bystander, he may be accidentally injured. He can't let the master suffer. A little hurt.
Not even accidents, he doesn't allow accidents.
Qin Jun stared at him for a moment, then said, "Did you tell him about that?"
What he was referring to was that the two believed that Master was the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning.
"Yes." Li Huanhan said, "In exchange for this, he also told me one thing."
Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and said, "Let me guess... whether it has something to do with our similarity."
Li Huanhan nodded slightly, knowing that Qin Jun felt the gradual closeness of temperament between the two, which was a passive, hard-to-perceive, but real convergence and fusion.
While the two were communicating, Chang Ye at the side was filled with question marks. He watched the two communicate like a charade, and the roar of the beast reached his throat, and he almost meowed out.
But he still had to face, and asked patiently: "What are you talking about?"
Qin Jun shifted his gaze and asked suddenly, "Is he also one of them?"
Li Huanhan pondered for a moment: "Well, I am also very surprised."
Chang Ye: "...can you speak humanly?"
The triangle at this moment seems to have become an isosceles triangle, and he is the corner that was abandoned.
Chang Ye never expected that even his love rival would not take him to play.
Li Huanhan ignored him, but turned around and left, but Qin Jun boasted of his kindness and reminded: "Little brother, tail."
The thick, soft and fragrant big tail, the hair on one side was blown into flowers, completely inconsistent with the expression of the boy in red, like a living body lie detector.
Long Night: "..."
Cats and tails are indeed two creatures.
——
After Changye left, Jiang Yinghe rarely even read the book in his hand anymore.
This is the first book, a book for tempering Taoism. As long as he goes through the last catastrophe, his Tao body will be refined to the extreme, and he only needs to face the test of his Tao heart.
For some reason, he felt a sense of emptiness and no certainty about this tribulation.
Every time he crosses the tribulation, he will be accompanied by the questioning of the Dao in the sky thunder, and the third time is especially important, which represents an important turning point from quenching the body to asking the heart. It is not so much a question of the Dao, but a question of the monk's obsession, and a test of seeing clearly the original heart.
For the first two times, he was in the same mood as usual, without waves or waves.
Lan, but this time...
The root of love is separated, the relationship between master and apprentice changes, and the soul of the Taoist ancestor is separated. It seems that no matter where you go, it will not go far.
Jiang Yinghe sighed softly, and just when his mind was intertwined, he felt the sound of the door and the sound of footsteps gently approaching.
The aura of sandalwood on Buddha Xiu's body spread.
He raised his head and saw Chan Qing sitting across from him, resetting the chess game on the small case, and said pointingly: "The sky has changed."
Jiang Yinghe glanced out, and saw that the sky that had just cleared up suddenly darkened, the sky was gray, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. It seemed that there was a sudden change.
He stared at it for a long time, feeling more uneasy in his heart, and said: "There seems to be something unusual about the sky."
"The spring orchids wither early." Chan Qing said, "In summer, there are often heavy rains. To see the orchids bloom again, we need to wait a few more months."
It's only a few months, and for practitioners, it's just a very short time.
Jiang Yinghe nodded in response, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and played chess with him for a while, when he suddenly heard calm and gentle words from the other side.
"Jiang Xianjun, are you really angry with them?"
Jiang Yinghe didn't expect a senior like Chan Qing to ask about such things, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "No."
Seeing the slightly smiling eyes of the monk, he felt a little embarrassed for no reason, and answered the sentence implicitly.
"Firstly, it is best not to be emotional, so it is best to keep a distance. Second, the three of them have different temperaments after all, and they do differ from my ideas. Even if he is stirring up the wind and clouds in the vast world he created, I also… "
"The poor monk thinks," Chan Qing said, "the reason why he split his soul may be to meet you, he is your love, why not you?"
"… I?"
The author has something to say: Qinggen: I'm coming, I'm coming, there was a loud noise in the sky, and the next chapter of Laozi will appear!
equilateral triangle → isosceles triangle