Ye Yunlan said, and raised his hand to sweep Mo Yu to the ground.
Qi Yunjun leaned over and held his wrist, frowning and said, "There is no reason for me to return the things I gave away."
Ye Yunlan closed his eyes, "I don't want to listen to your reasoning. Let me go."
Qi Yunjun stared at him for a moment before slowly letting go of his hand.
He didn't use much force. At most, it is no more than the strength of holding a sword at ordinary times.
However, there were deep red marks on the thin and pale wrist of the person in front of him, which was shocking to see.
"… sorry," he whispered.
Ye Yunlan put his hand back into his sleeve, and put the other hand on it and slowly massaged it. His brows showed deep weariness. He didn't take a look at the black jade on the table, but said coldly, "Sect Master, can you pay me? Is something wrong?"
The tone is already rushing.
But Qi Yunjun seemed to be unable to understand, still standing there.
His hair was pale, his clothes were pale, and even his pupils were a pale color of glaze that was different from ordinary people. In front of Ye Yunlan, he deliberately restrained his arrogance and coercion. There was no expression on his face. It is an exquisite puppet in the market puppet show.
Qi Yunjun: "I remembered...something."
Not just a few. he thinks.
is a lot.
The memory of those three years in Taogu was only a small part of his more than 100 years of life, but it was clearer than the 100 years he spent in cultivation.
Since entering the Tao, he has been practicing silently on the top of Wangyun Peak.
He watched the wind and snow for so many years, and finally came across a bright color in the paleness of his eyes. Not to be forgotten from now on.
Twenty-seven years ago, under the calamity of transcendence, he was attacked by the Soul Refining Sect Master and was seriously injured. He was forcibly interrupted by using a secret law to escape the robbery, and he fell into the deep mountains.
It was Ye Yunlan who saved him.
He woke up in the sound of the rain, and saw the boy was wet, with black hair sticking to his pale face, kneeling on the ground, and feeding him water and food with leaves.
The boy's eyes are extremely beautiful, and the long black eyelashes hang down like a small fan, as if they can hang down into people's hearts. It's just the eyes, but there is no expression, as if he can't see things clearly - the young man can't see people.
He grabbed the opponent's hand and said, "...No need."
Because of the injury, his voice was extremely hoarse, and the original tone was almost indistinguishable.
However, the young man still stubbornly stretched out his hand and handed the leaves in front of him, and said seriously: "If you don't eat, people will die."
He said, "No."
The young man blinked in confusion, as if he didn't understand the world? How could there be people who wouldn't die without eating, for a long time he was reluctant to take back the leaves, and asked him again, "Are you awake, do you want to die? have they gone?"
He does have to go.
When the Soul Refining Sect Master sneaked at him, he was also seriously injured by his sword. He didn’t know where he was going, and he could come to him at any time with his breath. The secret method that interrupted the tribulation could last for three years at most, but in a hurry However, the secret method under the cloth can only last for seven days. After the seven days pass, the catastrophe falls, and the radius of a hundred miles will be razed to the ground.
However.
He looked at the boy's wet body, like a chicken just out of its shell He asked, "What about your parents and relatives?"
The young man just shook his head.
"I have no relatives."
Even though he said that, the boy's expression couldn't contain a hint of sadness.
He was silent.
Although it has been predicted, why would someone abandon such a young and blind child in the wild mountains and wild mountains, staggering to survive in the company of wild animals
The rain is getting heavier.
The thunder roared, making the whole cave seem to be shaking.
The boy murmured in a low voice, "It's raining really hard."
He made a low "um", knowing that the secret technique could no longer be delayed, he had to go out to face the catastrophe, or, reinforce the secret technique again, and delay the catastrophe until three years later.
So he got up and took the sword.
The boy's hearing is very good. He ran over to him, raised his head and asked him, "You just woke up, where are you going?"
He said, "Go and stop the rain."
The depleted spiritual power in the meridians did not recover much, but he still raised his hand and touched the boy's head. Spiritual energy flowed through the boy's body, drying him wet and dry.
He left a spiritual mark in the cave.
If he didn't die this time, he would come back and take the boy out of this forest and go to a wider world.
However, things don't always go as expected.
Before facing the calamity again, the Soul Refining Sect Master followed his breath. He fought the opponent for half a day, and both were injured. The Soul Refining Sect Master was more seriously injured than him. ? Fighting power.
And he was injured by the Shura sword in the opponent's hand, and he was unable to fight against the robbery. He could only forcibly use the power of the last soul to reinforce the secret technique and drag the robbery to three years later.
The power of the soul was consumed too much, and his consciousness was about to fall into a coma. He only followed the mark of spiritual power left before and returned to the entrance of the cave where the boy was. After that, he fainted completely.
When he woke up again, he lost all his memories and most of his cultivation, like a complete mortal.
He fell from a mountain high above the clouds and fell into the dust.
It was the young man who caught him.
They hunted wild things together in the mountains, picked fruit, and built houses with wood and thatch.
His soul was damaged and his ruthless realm fell. In his eyes, everything in the world was no longer just a pale snowstorm, with bright colors, trees full of peach blossoms, and a boy who was more eye-catching than peach blossoms.
He likes to stroke the boy's head with his broad palms and stroke the boy's soft hair.
I like to see the young man running around in front of him, picking wild fruits, holding them in front of him, and looking up at him. He smiled and called him "brother" softly.
The Taiqingdu'er sword was used as an axe for chopping trees, and he only held the sword in the palm of his hand, and the roughness of long-term labor was gradually added. The silver crown on the head was removed, and the long hair was only casually tied behind the head, the sleeves were rolled up, and the arms were exposed for movement.
He is more and more like a mountain person.
A living person.
Instead of a puppet on the snowy mountain that can only practice.
At night, he sat on his knees in front of the bonfire, roasting wild game. The night sky was full of dazzling stars, the Milky Way swept across, the young man looked at him with fire in his eyes, and his figure was reflected in the dark and godless eyes, as if in the world, only he could stay in the young man's eyes.
He wants to stay in the eyes of the boy.
In the third year of Taogu, his injuries gradually began to recover.
Occasionally, some images of flying snow flashed across his mind, he frowned, instinctively reluctant to recall.
He just wanted to stay in the present.
It's just that the time for the secret technique to suppress the calamity is only three? Years, and the due catastrophe will eventually come as scheduled.
At the end of the third year, it rained heavily in Taogu.
Somewhere, he knew that the rain was coming for him. If he stayed here, the boy would be in danger.
If he is not here, where can he go
Tai Qingdu's sword has a spirit, and he sensed the danger of the brewing calamity, and issued a low-dumb sword sound in his hand. The sword energy poured back into his body, causing the blocked spiritual veins in his body to burst open. He groaned, the wind and snow in the sky and the peach blossoms in the Peach Blossom Spring merged into one place, recalling all the memories before the calamity.
He is the sect master of Tianzong.
At the age of three, he learned the sword and entered the Tao at the age of seven. Repair the ruthless way. Swordsmanship scorned the world.
He is the older brother of the boy.
Chopping wood to make a fire, hunting in the mountains. Live with the teenager for three years. more intimate than relatives.
who is he
In the rainstorm, thunder began to brew faintly.
He can't stay here any longer.
The knowledge of the tribulation period was enough for him to analyze that the blindness of the young man was due to poisoning, and was not born. He left a bottle of medicinal herbs in the house, which can wash the tendons, cut the marrow, and remove all poisons. It was what he obtained in the ancient secret realm many years ago, and it is difficult to buy one in the cultivation world.
He also left the mysterious blood jade on his body, which is the token of his suzerain, with the formation he engraved on it. Even if he suffers an accident, he can protect the young man from natural disasters and human disasters in the future.
After leaving the two things behind, he had no time to say goodbye to the boy.
Yujian traveled a hundred miles away to meet the calamity three years late.
The mortal calamity is the first barrier between humans and immortals. The nine-layer thunder tribulation is accompanied by the calamity of inner demons. He cultivates the ruthless way, so the youth is his robbery.
Only by silently reciting the ruthless Dao mentality, forcibly forgetting the young man, and being true to the Dao, can one become an immortal.
- He doesn't want to forget
He chose to use force to break the calamity.
Taiqingdu's E sword smashed through the nine-layered thunder tribulation, smashed the calamity of the heart, and at the moment of transcendence, everything in the world seemed to be far away from him, he stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and suddenly realized, He was wrong.
Ruthless Dao does not tolerate love.
When he so-called breaking the calamity with force, forcing himself to ascend the immortal rank, and slaying the demon of the heart, he also slashes away the people who are in his heart.
The snow is blowing, and the peach blossoms are fading.
He reached out and scratched in the air.
But? He has forgotten what he is trying to grasp.
The cost of transcending the calamity is extremely heavy, not to mention that his injuries have never healed.
He returned to Tianzong with his sword and fell on Xuanhu Peak.
After a year
When he woke up, peach blossoms and illusory figures always appeared in his dreams.
The realm of ruthless Dao made him subconsciously not think deeply. He thought it was just an illusory inner demon, his remaining desires as a human being. If he wants to break through the void, he must cut through the desire. So he retreated on Wangyun Peak, so that he would not be contaminated with the mundane and mundane things, in order to be in a perfect mood.
But he didn't know that he had never really survived the mortal calamity.
Even if the inner demon can be smashed for a moment, it will still slowly recover.
To maintain the state, you can only carry the wind and snow every day, practice alone, and no longer think about it.
He spent more than twenty years like this. Qi Yunjun lowered his eyes.
"I practiced on Wangyun Peak all day long, watching the wind and snow, and comprehending the Great Dao. Twenty years passed by in an instant. But now that I think about it, it feels too long. Before you know it, you... have grown into a Like this."
He stared at Ye Yunlan, from the tip of his hair to his cheeks, trying to find out what the old boy looked like.
In fact, Ye Yunlan's face didn't change much, it just opened up, and his facial features became clearer. However, his temperament was completely different from his youth.
When he was young, he was as bright as a peach blossom, and his smile was so beautiful that one wanted to pluck all the stars in the sky and give it to him, but now he is as silent as frost and snow, with few expressions, pale and sickly, and his demeanor reveals that he is isolated from the world. tired.
But it is more beautiful and compelling.
Such as fragile and fragile colored glass, such as pure white and flawless picture scrolls, people want to break the pollution, but also want to collect and cherish it.
After Xi Yun-jun said everything, he repeated it again: "I already remembered it all."
Ye Yunlan listened to him recounting the past more than 20 years ago, but found that he could no longer recall his feelings back then.
He once came to Tianzong with hope, but was destroyed by Rong Ran. In the next few hundred years, he met many people and experienced many things, and then all the past events dissipated like dust. Everything that Mr. Qi Yun said seemed to have been separated by a thick curtain, far away. Before.
So he said.
"You remembered, and then what?"
Qi Yunjun looked at his calm face, his hand holding the sword clenched tightly, and said slowly, "I owe you cause and effect, I should pay for it."
Ye Yunlan said indifferently: "You don't owe me. I saved your life, and you have healed my wounds many times. We have already cleared things up."
Qi Yunjun: "This is different."
"What's the difference? The same?"
Qi Yunjun frowned deeply, "You once saved my life, I will protect you for the rest of your life."
Protect him forever.
These words came out of Qi Yunjun's mouth, but they only made Ye Yunlan feel ironic.
There was a cold arc on Ye Yunlan's lips, and she said, "What if I don't want to? Do you still want to do it? As always, as before, force me to heal my wounds?"
Qi Yun-Jun was silent.
Of course he hoped that Ye Yunlan would be alive, otherwise he would not have gone to Tianchi Mountain at all, just to repress Ye Yunlan's injury.
But Ye Yunlan was unwilling.
The room was silent for a while.
The wind chimes outside the door rattled, and the sun shone in slightly, illuminating the shadows of the two of them.
Qi Yunjun lowered his body slowly, half-kneeling in front of Ye Yunlan, Tai Qingdu's sword was placed on the table by him. He stretched out his hand, pushed Mo Yu in front of Ye Yunlan, and said, "I just want to protect you. Regardless of cause and effect."
The man in front of him lowered his eyebrows, and the crane cloak spread out on the ground. He didn't look like the sect master of Tianzong who was high above him. The slender hand holding the sword was pushing the broken jade. He stubbornly refused to take it back.
Qi Yunjun continued: "If you just don't like the pain when you heal your wounds, I have a method that can completely solve the injury of the divine fire, and even help you renew your meridians and improve your realm."
Having said this, he paused for a moment before speaking again: "My spiritual veins and yours are of the same origin, and we are born with each other. If you draw my spiritual power, you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. With my cultivation base, you can recover. Shenhuo is not impossible."
"Would you like... to form a contract with me?"
Ye Yunlan's pupils suddenly shrank, stood up and said coldly, "Sect Master is ruthless, do you know what this means?"
Qi Yunjun: "I know. Before coming here, I thought about it for a long time."
Ye Yunlan said: "But just to save your life in the past, the sect master has to pay for his own deeds and say such absurd words?"
Qi Yunjun: "It's not ridiculous. This is the only way to save you."
There are hundreds of thousands of people in the world who can be recognized by Shenhuo, and Lord Xi Yun cannot guarantee that he will be recognized by Shenhuo, but at least he is in the metamorphosis stage. He burned.
Although he still doesn't understand what his feelings for Ye Yunlan are - love or desire, liking or pity - he has never had love in his life, so he can't tell the difference.
He only knew that he didn't want to watch? Ye Yunlan left.
Ye Yunlan thought it was ridiculous.
He suddenly felt as if he didn't know Qi Yun-Jun in front of him. The nightmare on the Buddha Tower overlapped with the man kneeling in front of him on one knee. The distant memories in the Peach Blossom Valley were intertwined with the gazes of thousands of gods and Buddhas on the spiral staircase at the bottom of the pitch-black tower. With the harsh sound of whistling and screaming, he suddenly felt chest tightness and wanted to vomit.
"Go away," he said hoarsely, "I don't want to hear what you say about karma, and I don't need you to pretend to me because of those old things."
After speaking, he started to cough.
Blood spilled from his lips.
When Qi Yunjun got up, he was about to support him, but someone was faster than him.
Shen Shu protected Ye Yunlan in his arms, and crossed his spiritual power into Ye Yunlan's back, with the sword in front of him.
Qi Yunjun: "Get out of the way."
Shen Shu sneered.
Many years ago, Qi Yunjun also said the same thing. At that time, he was still unable to resist, and could only be pushed out of the room by the power of the Transcendence Realm. Watching the door slowly closed, the master was in a cold sweat and was restrained and healed by the other party, and he was powerless.
Transcendence.
This is a very distant word, but after possessing the memory of Demon Venerable, it is no longer unfamiliar.
The blood-red eyes ooze out a strong hostility, he said: "What are you? Master wants you to get out, can't you hear it?"
How many years has no one dared to be like this? In front of Jun Qi Yun, he was being rude.
He is still very tolerant of Ye Yunlan, but there is no need to tolerate Ye Yunlan's apprentice. Besides, Shen Shu had already drawn his sword against him. For Jian Xiu, drawing a sword means provoking and inviting battle.
Tai Qingdu's sword was unsheathed, and the cold snow-like blade was raised, pointing directly at Shen Shu.
Qi Yunjun: "I want to heal him, get out of the way."
Shen Shu: "Go away. There is me here, you don't need to heal Master."
Qi Yunjun: "Why do you heal him? With your filthy devilish energy?" His brows were extremely cold, "Tianzong does not allow half-enchanted cultivators to enter. If you stop him again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Shen Shu hadn't answered yet, but heard Ye Yunlan speak in a hoarse voice.
"If you dare to hurt a single hair on him," his lips were still stained with bright red blood, and his long and narrow eyes were raised, which was completely different from usual, as if a cold blade was unsheathed, "I will teach you. Pay a price that will never be undone.”
The person in front of him is clearly injured and weak, and he has no cultivation. However, when he speaks threatening words, it does not make people feel that he is just a mortal with no power, but can make him People feel a real, shadowy threat.
Qi Yunjun pursed his lips slightly.
The hand holding the sword tightened and relaxed.
In this world, no one has ever used threats to force him to withdraw his sword.
He took a slow, deep breath.
In the end, the Tai Qingdu'er sword in his hand slowly lowered and retracted into its sheath.
After that, he didn't want to look at Shen Shu again, as if the demonic energy deposited on the other person's body would contaminate his eyes, so he only stared at Ye Yunlan, and said, "I already said that back then, your apprentice, the body Violent, unsettled, and capable of entering the devil. And now it really is? This is the case."
Ye Yunlan: "My apprentice naturally? With my discipline, there is no need for the suzerain to worry."
Qi Yunjun said: "The evil disciple eats the master, there have been more than one cases in the Taoist sect, I just kindly reminded."
Ye Yunlan looked tired and stopped answering his words.
"I'm tired. If there is nothing wrong with the sect master, please come back."
But Qi Yunjun said: "Your injury can't be delayed. At the latest two months, your body will not be able to bear it, and you will completely collapse." This is why he was so eager to meet Ye Yunlan in the Law Enforcement Hall yesterday. Came here to find each other
The things that had been concealed all along were revealed by Qi Yunjun, and Ye Yunlan felt that Shen Shu was holding his arms tightly. He patted the back of Shen Shu's hand soothingly, and said, "I know these things."
Qi Yunjun: "What I just said will not be taken back in the future. You can rest for a while. After thinking about it, I will come back to find you."
After all, he left Mo Yu on the table and turned to leave.
There are only two teachers and apprentices left in the bamboo building.
Shen Shu supported Ye Yunlan into the room to rest.
The dome-shaped carved bed was spacious. He took the soft pillows to make Ye Yunlan half lie on the bed comfortably. He tucked the quilt for him, sat beside the bed, and suddenly said, "Master Zun, what Fang Cai said, you only have two months, is it true?"
Ye Yunlan sat quietly on the bed, looked sideways out of the window, did not look at Shen Shu, and made a soft "um".
Shen Shu said, "Master never told me about this."
"Master is in the secret realm and promises to stay with me forever. It turns out that two months is the eternal that Master thinks?"
Ye Yunlan said in a low voice, "Shen Shu, what I can give, has already been given to you."
"Why doesn't the master dare to look at me?"
Shen Shu's eyes were a little red, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed Ye Yunlan's chin, forcing him to turn his face around. His strength is not very strong, and it seems that he is still trying to restrain himself, blood and fire in the dark red eyes, falling into Ye Yunlan's pupils.
Those familiar eyes made Ye Yunlan startled for a moment, and then she heard Shen Shu say hoarsely.
"Master, do I look alike to your former Taoist companion?"
Ye Yunlan opened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't quite understand what he was talking about.
Shen Shu pinched his jaw and said slowly.
"He's a demon cultivator, and I'm about to be enchanted."
"You said that he is arrogant by nature, and he is strong and domineering, but he is very good to you. And I also put the master above the top of my heart, and no one in the world can replace the master in me. position in the heart."
"Do I look alike to him? Speaking of which, Shizun has always liked to look at my eyes recently. Is it between me and him that the eyes are the most similar?"
"Speaking of which, I'm still curious. Will he also cook for Shizun? Will he make tea and wine for Shizun? Will he make desserts for Shizun?"
Shen Shu smiled and continued.
"What else will he do, Shizun may as well tell me. I will go to learn."
"If I'm more like him, will the master condone me a little more, and it's even possible to treat me as him?"
"At that time, am I also qualified to do what he can do to the master, and the master will not blame me?"
He said, suddenly leaned down, and kissed the red blood that remained on Ye Yunlan's lips.
One point and one point, he kissed and sucked, carefully, not leaking half an inch, until the blood on Ye Yunlan's lips was licked clean by him, and the end of his eyes was red.
Shen Shu raised his head, looked at Ye Yunlan with angry eyes, and said softly, "What I want to do is something more extreme than this."
The shadows spread over the bedside, rolling and stretching beside Ye Yunlan, as if he couldn't control himself and wanted to touch him, and as if he was afraid of frightening him, he restrained himself.
Shen Shu suddenly let go of the hand holding Ye Yunlan's chin, and instead hugged Ye Yunlan's thin shoulders, buried his head between his neck, and said in a low voice.
"I want to heal Shizun."
"I want the master to live?"
"I want the forever that the master promised me. The real forever."
The more he spoke, the more hoarse his voice became.
Ye Yunlan wanted to push Shen Shu away, but suddenly felt a dampness from the clothes on his shoulders.
He was stunned.