Jiang Yinghe didn't feel a little real about all this until he really returned to Penglai.
In the past few days, he has slowly read more than half of the anti-pornography and anti-illegitimate fish that slipped through the net. Except for some plots that are not allowed to be broadcast by TV stations, he only feels that the character of this sword fairy is similar to his own. Always greater than truth.
After re-entering Penglai, the memories in Jiang Yinghe's mind gradually emerged. He did not return to Baihe Yuyu immediately, but prepared to enter the main hall.
The disciples in Penglai had changed several times, but there were not many people he knew well. However, these young disciples all seemed to know Li Huanhan and Qin Jun, they were full of respect and fear for them, and they seemed to be very surprised at the two walking together.
From the reactions of the Penglai disciples, Jiang Yinghe could guess that the two of them should not see each other very often, and there was even some incompatibility.
There is no one guarding the main hall, and there seems to be no one inside. Jiang Yinghe stayed there for a while, followed the route in his memory and turned to the back of the Xuanmen, and saw the dimly lit candles in the quiet inner room.
There is also the figure of the senior brother in charge.
All the soul lamps and life cards recorded on the spectrum are placed in the inner room, and the lights are shining on the four walls. And Zhou Zhengping was meditating on the futon in the center, and only opened his eyes when he heard the sound of footsteps entering the inner room.
The footsteps stopped.
Jiang Yinghe was dressed in a snow-white coat, with a palm-width light blue belt that outlined his figure, and a thick but not heavy black cloak. The contrast between the pitch black and the plain white was extremely strong.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and there was a moment of silence. Until the whisk in Zhou Zhengping's hand fell off and rolled a finger away on the ground.
Zhou Zhengping looked away, picked up the whisk, and said, "You're back."
"Um."
This is where Penglai's life card is stored, and none of the three people followed. Jiang Yinghe's body had no aura or dao body, his aura was incomparably ordinary, but when he stood opposite Zhou Zhengping, he still had a sense of being in a trance.
Jiang Yinghe walked in front of him, glanced at the soul lamp on the wall, and said, "I used to walk a long way to see the distant mountains, and now it's time to start my journey again."
"It's bumpy." Zhou Zhengping looked at him and said, "That's the true meaning of the journey. Sit down."
Jiang Yinghe sat down as he said, and saw Zhou Zhengping took out an ancient book and handed it over. On it was written the words "Pure Qi as Ice", which seemed to be a Taoist book on body training.
"This is what you practiced before your reincarnation. You are covered in ice and snow, and you all come here."
Jiang Yinghe nodded, and took the
There were not too many books, and when it was acceptable, Zhou Zhengping took out a Qiankun bag, unfolded the bag at will, and poured out hundreds of jade slips.
"This is the Taoism, swordsmanship, and some escape techniques that you practiced nearly a thousand years before your reincarnation." Zhou Zhengping took it for granted, "At that time you learned things very quickly, and if you re-learned them, the progress must be not slow. "
Jiang Yinghe looked at the hundreds of jade slips in front of him, and replaced the equivalent analogy in his mind with hundreds of three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations. He couldn't help being silent for a moment, and then said: "... Got it."
After Zhou Zhengping explained this, he remembered the matter of the sword, and asked: "Although the Wangchen Sword was broken, it was left on the Qingjing Cliff for you. If you want, you can refine it again, or find a new love." , it’s all right.”
For a sword cultivator, changing sword weapons is almost the same as making a new love. Jiang Yinghe shook his head slightly, and said, "I will recast it, there is no need to replace it."
Zhou Zhengping nodded, and didn't want to influence him, so he let him do his thing, and said instead: "Junior Brother Xiaoyun and your Senior Sister Yan are both in seclusion. Now that you are back, I feel very at ease."
Hearing his words, Jiang Yinghe immediately felt needed, and said earnestly: "Senior Brother Sect Master, don't worry, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhengping breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When you come back, your two apprentices will be safer."
Changye doesn't go back to Penglai very often, and since he found himself, he has been by his side for a lot of time, so most of the current Penglai disciples don't know him.
Jiang Yinghe's words froze, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, and asked, "Look... be safer?"
Zhou Zhengping stared at him for a long time, sighed, and said, "Yes, do you know what happened during the three hundred years you were absent?"
"...I came all the way, and I only feel that the current cultivation world is extremely stable, with few disputes. Qin Jun and Li Huanhan should not have done anything."
Zhou Zhengping slowly turned the jade handle between his fingers, and glanced at the place beyond the Xuanmen.
"They are very restrained in front of you."
Jiang Yinghe: "...it's pretty reserved."
"Then I won't tell you about it." Zhou Zhengping withdrew his gaze and said nonchalantly, "No matter how dangerous a cultivator is, since you have this heavy protection, it will be safe in the world."
Jiang Yinghe's curiosity was aroused by him, but he hadn't learned the content yet. Just as he was about to ask, Zhou Zhengping who was opposite him added another sentence.
"Li Huanhan will do it for you again.
The sword fell. "
Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment, and the related memories overlapped later. He raised his hand to hold his forehead to stabilize his mind, and his heart moved quietly, as if something cold and gentle was blowing through it, just like the wind in the early spring of the world .
"It's tied to the Wangchen Sword." Zhou Zhengping said, "It's... the heart of the Heavenly Demon."
At this time, Jiang Yinghe hadn't fully understood the meaning of Zhou Zhengping's words. He thought the other party was referring to the intention of the demon.
It wasn't until after the conversation between the two that he returned to Qingjingya that he pulled the broken sword away from the roll of snow-white silk and saw the brand new sword pendant.
bright red.
The whole body of the Wangchen Sword is white and cold, only the pendant that was hung up again has changed its color. This is still a cold jade mirror stone, but what is sealed inside is not the spiritual energy of the innate treasure, but the vigorous and beating... Omen's heart.
is a part.
In the eyes of Moxiu, this thing is almost equivalent to a treasure for improving cultivation, and in the eyes of many monks who practice alchemy and talismans, it is also a rare thing that can't be found.
Jiang Yinghe vaguely understood what Li Huanhan meant.
Blood River Demon Venerable is extremely difficult to kill because he has many resurrected blood pools. Even if the body is torn to shreds and the soul is annihilated, the body will be reshaped by the blood and soul that remained in the resurrection blood pool, and it will be almost intact.
His body has the effect of resurrection and shuttle, if his heart is sealed on the sword pendant, Li Huanhan may be able to come to him in a single thought.
From another point of view, it is also equivalent to regard the surroundings of Wangchen Sword as the most trustworthy and trustworthy place.
Jiang Yinghe brushed the sword pendant with his hand, and looked at the broken blade in two.
It's not too late to start over.
At this very moment, the little white cat that came in with Jiang Yinghe meowed twice, rubbed against the corner of his clothes with some jealousy, then suddenly turned into a human form, and rushed over to hug him.
Jiang Yinghe had already been hugged suddenly many times by him, and he reached out to catch him out of habit. The young man pressed his ears against his ears, and asked in a low voice with warm breath.
"Did Master blame me?"
"What's your fault?" Jiang Yinghe couldn't keep up with Chang Ye's train of thought, "What did you do again?"
The hot breath swept across the neck, and slowly approached. Chang Ye's eyes were dark, his face was magnificent and handsome, like a bright red flower, exuding a lingering fragrance.
Jiang Yinghe has always liked his way of doing things, and was half fooled by this face. He didn't return hastily until the other party's lips came up and touched them.
God, said: "Why don't you say it?"
"Blame me... for being stupid." Chang Ye whispered, "It seems that I am the one who doesn't understand you the most."
Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment.
"Although Li Huanhan is cruel, heartless, and ruthless, he knows how to restrain himself, realizes gentleness, and understands the persistence and righteousness of his master. Qin Jun... that ghost is undisciplined and arrogant, and has a high self-esteem, but he also understands your intentions. And calmer."
Chang Ye's voice was getting lower and lower, touching his shoulder, slowly sinking from his embrace, as if a few fragile branches and leaves had been pulled off.
"But I don't understand. I only know that Shizun is good, and I think you are very good, but I don't understand why I think so. If you really think that the lives of mortals are insignificant and worthless, you won't be the same as me that day." …”
Jiang Yinghe heard a low and hoarse choking sound.
Chang Ye kissed him lightly, and said, "Will Master not like me because I'm stupid?"
Jiang Yinghe couldn't stand his insecure appearance, he put aside the matter of being pressed and rubbed by the big cat a few days ago, hugged him back and comforted him: "Why, you are not stupid , you are just young..."
As soon as he stopped talking, he remembered that this was the biggest one.
This sentence really encouraged the other party. Chang Ye hugged him tightly, at first he only kissed him lightly and carefully, then he began to presumptuously, unscrupulously burrowed between his lips, and approached step by step, until he pressed Jiang Yinghe against Baihe Yuyu's cold jade wall.
Both Huanhan and Jun'er had some things to do, and they both took over part of Penglai's internal affairs as disciples of Xuanwei Xianjun. During this time, it seemed that the kitten in front of him had seized a rare opportunity.
Jiang Yinghe slowly came to his senses, bit him, and took a breath, his breath and voice were a little messed up: "Little bastard, you're done."
Although Chang Ye was scolded, his eyes lit up instead, and he wrapped his arms around his waist and said, "It's the truth."
Of course he knew he was telling the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have been fooled by someone as big as a kitten. Jiang Yinghe pushed him halfway, and said, "What else do you want to do? Hands?"
The hand that untied the cloak paused for a moment, and then continued without any hindrance, and said righteously and righteously: "It should be returned to Senior Brother Li."
Now it's quite clear.
Jiang Yinghe grabbed his wrist and said, "With your self-control ability, tormenting me now doesn't sound like a tragedy?"
He has no cultivation right now, he is a mortal tire, it's good to brake in time, if he really drives along the road,
It is estimated that it will fall apart halfway.
Changye's expression froze, as if he had also thought of that scene, and said with some confusion: "My self-control ability..."
Not really.
He couldn't even say it himself.
Jiang Yinghe kissed his forehead, and said, "Okay, what are you thinking about every day? You don't have any ambition at all."
Chang Ye was about to refute and explain, when he heard a few crane cries from outside the Xuanmen, the crane spirit seemed to have recognized the visitor, and uttered several cries to notify the master.
Jiang Yinghe turned his head and saw the Xuanmen opened, and a man in light pink stepped in. Seeing the scene in front of him, his expression gradually changed.
"I'm here..." Tong Guiyu narrowed his eyes and thought, "Isn't it a coincidence?"
From his point of view, this posture of pressing against the wall and kissing is especially suitable for unbuttoning his belt in the next step and doing something he likes to watch.
Jiang Yinghe was stumped by this question, and pushed Changye in front of him.
Chang Ye naturally understood what he meant, and looked over resentfully, then turned back into the appearance of a white kitten, and jumped back into his arms.
Tong Guiyu watched it from the sidelines and was amazed: "As expected of Lord Yaozun, he can bend and stretch, can be soft or hard, tenacious, and has amazing endurance."
The more Jiang Yinghe heard it, the less it was the case. He glanced at him with anti-pornography eyes and said, "You made a special trip to see my joke?"
"How dare you do that." Tong Guiyu took the table by himself, sat in front of the case, and looked around for a while, "I haven't been to Baihe Yuyu for more than 370 years. You and I haven't seen each other for so many years. No tea?"
At the beginning of his practice in the past, Jiang Yinghe also learned to make tea and other things. Afterwards, these things were slowly handed over to the formed He Ling. Afterwards, he accepted apprentices, and Li Huanhan took care of everything. .
Now he doesn't even know where Baihe Yuyu's tea is kept, so where to find tea for him.
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Tong Xianjun is here, and the grass is shining, and the tea is inferior, how can I drink it for you?"
Tong Guiyu heard his sarcasm, and smiled without hesitation: "When you retreated, I wondered why you closed the closed door all of a sudden, and even the situation of the abbot Chanqing has not yet reached such a point. .Now it seems that you have even changed your body.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Jiang Yinghe's brow. Affected by the demon pill, a red mark emerged.
But halfway through the movement, when he saw the cat with menacing eyes in the other party's arms, he quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Although I guessed the identities of your disciples,
But it's still surprising. Those two books..."
Jiang Yinghe's face darkened, and he glanced at him coldly: "You are misleading my son."
"What kind of misleading disciples is this? This is to open the door to the harmony of yin and yang for everyone in the cultivation world, and to unlock the mystery of the origin of heaven and earth." Tong Guiyu smiled, "If you need, I will give you the props in the book You have a carriage."
Jiang Yinghe: "...that's not necessary."
He met the boy Tong Guiyu, so he naturally knew his flamboyant personality and hobbies, so he immediately refused, and then took out the "Days and Nights with the Sword Immortal" and went straight to the point.
"Jun'er told me that the prototype of this book is the Sword Immortal of Absolute Beginning?"
Tong Guiyu looked at the title of the book, nodded and said, "Yes. Why, are you also interested in his old man's story?"
Jiang Yinghe sighed, "I'm afraid he is interested in me."
Tong Guiyu's eyes changed immediately, and he looked at him with admiration, and after thinking for a while, he persuaded: "Three is enough, this is a person who lived thousands of years ago, don't talk about whether you can talk to the demon." Wake up like a respected person, the main thing is to do it again, you won’t be able to bear it... "
Jiang Yinghe: "I didn't mean that..."
"I understand, I understand." Tong Guiyu glanced at the kitten in his arms, thinking of Jiang Yinghe's lack of self-cultivation, so he doesn't have to be afraid of Wangchen's sword on his neck, and he said in a deep tone, "Love matters, It's all entangled by yourself. As far as your innocence is concerned, you must have been coaxed and coerced by them..."
"Tong Guiyu." Jiang Yinghe interrupted him expressionlessly.
"Hey?"
"Are you saying that I beat you hard, or that my apprentice did it, and there is no sense of proportion?"
"..."
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