This sentence was originally Qin Yi's sincere words, but unexpectedly pulled the atmosphere into an ambiguous atmosphere.
If I don't want you to be so far away, does the subtext want to be closer to you? Ming He suddenly felt that his heart was beating very fast, what did he mean...
In the dark passage, men and women are opposed to each other, looking at each other quietly, and they can feel each other's messy breathing.
Ming He was in a mess, and Qin Yi was once again touched by the feeling that the stunning beauty in the dark room was within reach.
Both of them were practicing with long breathing, but at the moment, they are all messy.
Qin Yi involuntarily reached out and brushed away her sword.
Without any effort, the sword moved slowly along his hand.
Qin Yi got a little closer.
Ming He took a step back.
Originally Qin Yi was leaning against the wall, but in an instant it became Ming He leaning against the wall, Qin Yi leaned in front of her and looked down at her.
She untied the robe and fastened it quickly, causing her robes to be disheveled and somewhat scattered. A large piece of her inner garment was exposed, and her chest was undulating sharply. From Qin Yi's current perspective, it was extremely tempting and beautiful.
Minghe looked up at his eyes with desire, his expression finally turned calm, and slowly said: "Pindao is a monk."
Qin Yi: "..."
"My Tianshu Shenque cultivates the way of heaven, responds to the galaxy, feels the secrets of heaven, and is not burdened by the mortal world, and seeks the greatness of the Supreme Being. Mortals see nature as far away, and this way is constant." Minghe said slowly: "Fellow Daoist before. Contact, but it should be expedient to the enemy, and it is not a problem. If you think that you can be light and light on the poor Dao after that, then you will think the poor Dao is too contemptuous."
Qin Yi pursed his lips, and the lust slowly calmed down.
He knew that his mentality was wrong.
The previous hugs and hugs always made him feel that "we have hugged them anyway", everyone is already very close, and looking at her stunning appearance, he can't help but think about it.
Maybe Ming He himself is a little used to it, and he doesn't resist his closeness very much.
But in fact... that's completely different from being emotional. Whether it is Ming He or himself. Especially if Minghe's practice can be really emotional if he can be touched by such a few times, then it will be called hell.
I heard Minghe continue: "The entanglement of the red dust, the love affair between men and women, in Pindao's heart will always be just dust and sand brushed away at any time, fellow Daoists don't need to think about it here. Li Qingjun is still waiting for you in Nanli, don't let Pindao look down on you. "
Qin Yi said helplessly, "Where did you say it went?"
Ming He seemed to have completely recovered his mental state, as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "Fellow Daoist came to the pool to find me, is there something wrong?"
Qin Yi said angrily, "Don't you say I'm here to spy on you?"
Ming He's face was expressionless: "It's hard to say. Only now I found out that fellow Daoist is actually pretty... that is, he can keep the bottom line."
"There is no man who is not lustful. I am a normal man. You are so beautiful, and you have no idea at all. Is it the eunuch? It's okay if you can keep the bottom line. Think about the big deal."
Ming He said lightly: "That's because the daoist has not enough practice, and it has not yet been explored. The poor Dao would advise, if the daoist is always so fascinated by the appearance, afterward, the demons of the practice will arise again and again, which is not good for the Dao."
"I didn't plan to cultivate myself to become a eunuch. It's better not to live forever."
"… "
"Forget it, don't talk about it. I went to you to see how your injury is and whether you need my medicine."
Ming He's expression changed slightly, and his voice softened: "Thank you for your concern, it's no problem."
"The other thing is, I have already taken the things left by the seniors here, don't say I don't give them to you."
Ming He said indifferently: "The poor way doesn't take it, the Daoist keeps it."
"But this might be useful to you." Qin Yi took out a scroll and handed it over.
Although the ring is empty, of course it is not just a pile of spirit stones, there are still miscellaneous items, such as the cultivator's own inheritance, of course, there are records.
Ming He took it over and turned it over. The scroll has no name. It is basically a record of the cultivator's own experience. The front is the practice rule, while the latter part is mostly about divination, peeping at the secrets, maybe the change of mind after the death of the lover, and the side of the practice. The focus has changed.
Of course Qin Yi didn't want this. He had tassel in the first half of his practice, so he didn't need anything else; he was also uninterested in the second half of the divination because of the influence of the tassel. On the contrary, Ming He is also the type of "sense of heaven", which has reference significance for her.
Ming He flipped through the pages for a while, but he was not polite to Qin Yi: "It is indeed available for reference, so the poor road will accept it."
After saying this, the two seemed to be in a predicament with nothing to say. Qin Yi shook his head and went back to the tomb to practice. Ming He watched him leave, bit his lower lip lightly, and slowly turned back to the pool.
As soon as Qin Yi returned to the tomb, he picked up the mace, and shook it desperately, "Dead cudgel, you pit me!"
"Pinch your head, that's not my neck! Are you an idiot?"
"… "
"It's you who are stupid." Liusu said with contempt, "Believe it or not, if you kissed me just now, she would probably be half-assisted, can she really do it?"
Qin Yi scratched his head: "No way, she has a firm heart."
"It has nothing to do with that, it's just that you don't have the means. You have already succeeded by changing to a veteran of flowers." Liusu continued to despise: "You still cultivate the way of heaven and Ying Xinghe. If you have the heart, you can try to pick this star. Treasure it."
"Going for the stars..." Qin Yi thought for a while: "That would ruin her moral behavior."
"Yes." Tassel replied naturally.
"Then you're still in high spirits, isn't this cheating?"
"Whether she is bad or not, what does it have to do with me?" Liusu laughed dumbly: "When did you see me as a good person who thinks about others? This nun is so stinky, she looks like no one should enter. , I just want to see her hairpin and temples messy, can't you?"
"..." Qin Yi didn't answer, but he always felt that it was too provocative.
Tassel can always be like this, every sentence directly hooks the devil in people's hearts.
I really don't know what this dry firewood will look like if someone with a bit of evil nature picks up the tassel.
Liusu didn't succeed, but he was not disappointed. Instead, he said with great interest: "Hey, if it doesn't ruin her moral behavior, then do you want to go to the stars?"
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment, then nodded honestly.
There is no shame in admitting desire.
Tassel smiled: "She is nothing more than seeking Tao, what if you represent Tao?"
Qin Yi was startled.
"It's really the day when you put your feet on the sun and the moon and the sky above your head, and you will be immersed in the stars, and the stars will naturally be in the palm of your hand, and you won't get them." Liusu said leisurely: "So... practice, young man."
Over there, Ming He sat cross-legged on the bluestone by the pool, silently looking at the turtle shell in his hand.
She took a guess.
Take up your own hexagram.
It is difficult for a person to count himself, and the way of divination never counts as himself, but at this moment Minghe couldn't help it and tried to count.
The hexagrams made her unable to understand at all.
Or leap into the abyss, and enter without blame.
No matter how you look at it, you are talking about the result of entering the cave and fighting the ancient corpse before. What else is there to calculate
If you say there is no blame in the future, then there is no blame.
I don't think it's a culprit at all...
What can you imagine? Ming He himself doesn't know.
She sighed softly and put away the tortoise shell. If you don't even know what you want to calculate, how can you calculate reliable results...