When Qingyan woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the wing room. She looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling. She always felt as if she had been in a dream. Even seeing Yunhen was also a dream.
Whether it is Qilian Qingyan or Su Qingyan, they are Yunhen's only disciples in this life.
The uncle once told him that Yun Hen's obsession was too deep and he was not suitable to be a person who could become an immortal. But she never understood where Yun Hen's obsession was. Now she understood that Yun Hen's obsession was the right one. It’s Qilian Qingyan.
But at that time, Qi Lian Qingyan only had a hint of Jun Mo in her eyes, so how could she care about the deep attachment and obsession in Yun Hen's eyes.
Once people have obsessions, they will become extremely scary.
It was as if Yunhen was willing to trade his black hair in exchange for her reincarnation.
However, how should such kindness be repaid
Qingyan hugged the quilt and sobbed softly, Master, didn't you agree that I will take care of you until you die
When Qingdai opened the door, she found Qingyan holding the quilt and sobbing softly. She walked to the bed and asked with concern, "Miss, what happened?"
When Qingyan heard this voice, she turned her head and looked sideways, "Qingdai, how did I come back yesterday?"
To be honest, Qingdai didn't know how Qingyan came back yesterday, but by the time she noticed Qingyan's return, Qingyan had already fallen asleep.
Qingdai shook her head after listening to Qingyan's words, "I don't know how the young lady returned to the wing. When I heard the sound, the young lady was already lying on the bed."
Listening to Qingdai's words, she thought of Yun Hen's unpredictable martial arts. His skills should be unmatched by anyone, but he was not willing to stay in one place at all. It would be great if she could get Yun Hen's help. .
But if it wasn't what he asked for, how could she force him to do something difficult
"Miss, you seem to be different from usual today." Chi Shao walked in with a washbasin, "Miss woke up very early today. Host Ling Yang said that he wanted to meet the lady before worshiping the Buddha."
After hearing what Chi Shao said, Qingyan washed her face and was taken away by the young monk standing outside the door, while Xiaobai followed Qingyan.
Many pilgrims were quite afraid when they saw the white tiger behind Qingyan, but looking at Qingyan's appearance, they also felt that the girl who could subdue the white tiger must be a good person.
"Donor, the host has been waiting in the room for a long time." The young monk said and opened the door of the host.
When Qingyan walked in, she saw a statue of Sakyamuni being placed dignifiedly in the main hall, and a silver-haired old man sitting cross-legged below. He was knocking on the wooden fish in front of him, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Qingyan stood quietly in front of the bronze statue, waiting quietly, while the old man seemed to have not seen Qingyan and was still watching and knocking the wooden fish.
About half an hour later, Master Ling Yang stood up quietly. He walked up to Qingyan and spoke slowly, "Donor, my uncle once said: What is fate, what is separation, fate comes together and fate falls apart, just in one thought. , Donors don’t need to care too much.”
Qingyan looked at Host Ling Yang and said with a smile, "If this is really what he asked for, Qingyan must abide by this agreement." She clasped her hands and bowed to the host.
"Donor, my uncle asked me to give this to you." Host Ling Yang took out a letter from his sleeve and put it in Qingyan's hand. If you want what’s in your heart, then do it.”
After Qingyan took the letter from Host Lingyang, the familiar fonts on it stung Qingyan's eyes.
— Qing Yan personally opened the book.
Qingyan looked at the letter in her hand with some confusion. Seeing her lost expression, Host Ling Yang found the young monk from before and took her back to the wing.
Qingyan didn't know how she got back to the wing. After she returned to the wing, she opened the letter. It clearly explained what had happened to Yunhen over the years. Another thing was that when Qingyan was just born, , Taoist Master Yunhen once gave her instructions:
Ten thousand beasts come to the phoenix, a lonely evil girl, the Big Dipper produces generals;
Nine stars in the sun, seven killing names, five elements and eight trigrams illuminate the golden dragon.
The most important thing is that Su Qingyan's destiny is a rare seven-kill destiny, which means that she has no relatives and no relatives.
Reincarnation and rebirth are all fates of loneliness.
Unless she can find a purple and gold evil dragon to protect her, he can protect her health for the rest of her life.
Qingyan looked at the letter in her hand, and after reading it, she threw it into the copper furnace nearby and burned it to ashes.
She didn't believe in the so-called destiny theory, but she believed every word Yun Hen said. Yun Hen agreed to let her learn the language of beasts just because she could get a glimpse of the secrets, but she just let Yun Hen down. .
Today, she still believes everything Yun Hen said.
Reincarnation and rebirth are all in the name of loneliness, so what
"Miss, the old lady has sent word that she should accompany her to the Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha." Yunxiang appeared at Qingyan's door and said respectfully.
"Okay, here you go." Qingyan said, straightened her clothes and walked out.
When Qingyan saw the old lady, she saw the old lady coming over with a kind smile and holding her hand, "Yan'er, you slept well yesterday."
Qingyan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, grandma, I'm sorry. Yan'er slept soundly yesterday."
"Okay, I'm about to introduce you to Master Ling Yang. He is a very trustworthy person." The old lady said and brought Qingyan into the Buddhist hall.
When they saw Ling Yang presiding, they smiled at each other, as if they were old friends reunited after a long separation.
"Old Madam, today I am only telling Miss Su about this ceremony to the Buddha." Host Ling Yang looked at Su Jia and spoke respectfully.
The old lady listened to Ling Yang's words and nodded seriously, "Okay, then I'll take care of you today." Su Jia said, clapped her hand, and then followed Yunxiang and the others out.
"Host, I have decided to ask for what I want in my heart." Qingyan looked at Ling Yang and said slowly, "And I will never regret it."
Host Ling Yang looked at her and nodded, as if he was not surprised at all by her decision, "In this case, the donor can already cultivate the blood jade in your hand." Host Ling Yang said and walked to the other side, After pressing an unknown mechanism, a long road appeared.
"Donor, there is a container at the end of this road. As for how to use it, the donor knows very well." Host Ling Yang looked at Qing Yan and still spoke calmly.
"Thank you, host, for your guidance." Qingyan raised her skirt and walked towards the secret room step by step. On both sides of the secret room, it seemed that the voice, appearance, and smile of the former Qilian Qingyan could be seen.
As she walked further inside, she felt an inexplicable pain spreading in her heart, as if she was Qilian Qingyan, and she could no longer tell whether he was Qilian Qingyan or Su Qingyan.
When she reached the end, Qingyan saw a painting. In the painting, a woman dressed in white sat on the back of a white tiger. She held a jade flute in her hand and put it to her mouth. It seemed that there was a beautiful melody about to be heard. Played out.
That woman is none other than the late Queen of Nanchen Kingdom, Qilian Qingyan.
(End of chapter)