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That day, in order to leave the world as a matter of course, Helang used Jiang Han to cross the catastrophe, led the sky thunder to himself, and successfully escaped with death. At the beginning, he thought that the young disciple would be sad and sluggish for a while, but he believed that he was still young , time can gradually heal his pain.
What he didn't expect was that since the day he left, Jiang Han was losing his master and lover at the same time, and his hair turned white overnight due to his grief. He stayed in place for three months and refused to leave. Finally, he returned to the old cave and started a hundred years of retreat.
Jiang Han was in a slump. The hundred years of retreat was both healing and escaping. During his cultivation, he was deeply trapped in a demon, and spent several years to sort out his knots. After re-exiting, he regained the appearance of a normal person.
The innocent, hard-working young man many years ago suddenly calmed down as if he had experienced a thousand years of experience, and became a serious and unpredictable young man.
In the past, he liked to wear colorful clothes as if he was remembering something, and he also dressed like that person, but his white clothes and white hair were not as elegant and clean as that person, but instead he had a cold aura that he never had before.
The spiritual grass in front of the cave was turning green again, new disciples came in batches, the sun and the moon alternated, and the years of cultivating immortals passed by.
Even if he failed to cross the tribulation, Jiang Hanzheng's cultivation level is still not something mediocre juniors can easily catch up to. With his strong strength and cultivation base, he was naturally appreciated by the head of the sect. He became the youngest real person in Tianshan Mountain instead of his master. .
When he has achieved something and is qualified to accept apprentices, he will unconsciously recall in his mind how he rushed up to Tianshan Mountain recklessly, how lucky he was to meet Master again, and how he was under the care of Master. Under the care, he changed from a mediocre and cowardly person to a person whom everyone feared. All kinds of past events came to his mind, how could he put his mind on some new disciple.
The face in front of me is fresh and flexible, young and immature, if the master is reincarnated, it must be so vigorous at this time.
With a thought, Jiang Hanzheng resigned suddenly, and started to study the method of chasing the soul and reincarnation. After many twists and turns, he finally found a suitable family.
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Helang was born in an ordinary wealthy family in this life, so he is not considered rich, but he doesn't have to worry about fighting rice. His family is rich enough for him to have the leisure to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and live a leisurely life.
When Jiang Hanzheng saw him for the first time, he immediately recognized him as the person he was looking for, and the resentment towards God that had accumulated in his heart was gone. It turned out that God really didn't push him away.
The man was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a personable demeanor and the same facial features as before. This was his youth that Jiang Hanzheng missed, but he went around and around, life was impermanent, and after a lifetime, he was lucky enough to participate again.
No matter how Jiang Hanzheng has cultivated his temperament calmly over the years, he also wants to rush forward and bring him back to Tianshan.
But for that person's reincarnation, he must have been a weird stranger, not to mention that after many years of changes, he is no longer the cute and cute little disciple he used to be. , How can I not disturb that person's reincarnation
Jiang Hanzheng didn't act rashly, just guarding his figure like this, it seems that as long as he can get a glimpse of his face, it is enough.
Since then, all cultivation and sects have been left behind. He has settled in the world for a long time, and he works like a human being. He walks in the streets and alleys with him every day, seeing lanterns and admiring the lonely moon. , It seems that I have really participated in his life and got to know him by my side.
Even though the two did not recognize each other, Jiang Hanzheng, who had been empty for a long time, was still satisfied with this secret affection.
Until one day, the figure he had been watching suddenly turned around and walked straight towards him from the eclipsed crowd. With a smile in his eyes, he lightly hit his head with a folding fan and asked, "Have you followed up enough?" Is it?"
"I—" Jiang Han was speechless, and could only shake his head, feeling uneasy, annoyed that he would lose his whereabouts because of his momentary smile just now.
Helang pursed his lips, observing the shocking white hair closely, his heart tightened slightly, and his tone subconsciously lightened, "Idiot. I've been waiting for you to talk to me for three months, but you just It's really patient to watch March so quietly."
Jiang Han's eyes widened slightly, obviously he didn't expect him to speak so intimately with him, his lips opened and closed, and he asked dryly, "Master? This, this is your reincarnation? Haven't you drank Meng Po soup?" ?”
This person's tone is familiar, and he is not at all unfamiliar with him, it seems that they have never been separated.
Helang laughed lightly, and when he saw passers-by stop, he quickly took his hand and left. The two held hands tightly. Helang covered his cold palm with warmth, and said in an annoyed tone, "I drank several bowls Well, but I still can't forget you, even the reincarnation remembers you, what do you think?"
These joke-like love words, uttered from Helang's mouth, caught Jiang Hanzheng by surprise, his heart beating like a drum, and he covered his lips with his fingers and remained silent for a long time. Really scared by this.
The two of them were like young people in love, walking hand in hand by the sparsely populated lake, not talking, just watching the grass slightly blowing and satisfied, their hearts were peaceful, and they passed the afternoon tirelessly.
Helang, who was restrained by his parents not to return late, slightly pulled out the hand they had held for a long time, showing the intention of farewell.
Jiang Hanzheng reluctantly grabbed his hem again, followed him back home, and entered the room openly.
Because of his special status as a cultivator, the servants in the family's eyes lit up when they saw him, and they happily notified the elders in the family. The whole family called Jiang Hanzheng one by one, and regarded him as a guest of honor.
Although this is the flattery that monks will definitely encounter when they enter the mortal world, Jiang Hanzheng is the real real person now, while He Lang is just a mortal, especially at home as a junior, so he can't speak, so he can only keep silent.
It was the first time I deeply experienced this feeling of identity reversal, Jiang Han was smiling, no matter what manners or other people's gazes, he hugged him affectionately with an attitude of elders favoring juniors, and told Helang's family that he saw He fell in love with him, he is a good seedling of cultivating immortals, and they want to take him to practice on Tianshan Mountain.
As soon as they heard that it was a sect like Tianshan, the whole family not only agreed, but also kowtowed gratefully and asked him to take him to Tianshan immediately.
After all, in the human world, if there is a cultivator in the family, it will be able to honor the ancestors.
Although Helang didn't dislike going back with Jiang Hanzheng, but his family members in this life pushed him to this person so easily, as if he was a burden, he still couldn't help feeling a bit depressed.
Jiang Hanzheng knew what he was thinking, and instead of stepping forward to comfort him, he was even more happy, "Master, you see, I am the only one in this world who treats you sincerely from the beginning, even your family members in this life may not be as good as you." Can you please me?"
Helang glanced at him and said nothing, while Jiang Han smiled smugly.
Returning to the cave, this is their real home, but a hundred years ago, He Lang was the teacher, and Jiang Han was the apprentice. After a hundred years, the two are the opposite.
Seeing his former apprentice surrounded by disciples as soon as he entered the sect, He Lang was not unbalanced, he just felt proud. This is the young man he watched growing up, and he deserved to be sought after.
Helang's appearance made Jiang Han's heart itch, and finally he couldn't help pinching his chin, kissing him again and again, telling him a fact, "After I failed to cross the catastrophe, I was haunted by demonic barriers, and my cultivation stopped me. , has missed the journey of immortality. So, will you be disappointed in me?"
He lowered his eyes and held him tightly.
Helang shook his head, leaned on him, and said in relief: "It's no longer important to become a fairy or not. Besides, what's so good about not living or dying? It's boring."
In this life, he no longer has any interest in cultivation, and he no longer intends to waste time on this matter without restraint. He returned to Tianshan just to be with Jiang Hanzheng.
Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief, holding his hand, his eyes showed disapproval, "The longer I live, the more time I can be with you."
"Then it seems that I have to resume my cultivation, so that I can stay with you for a longer time in order to live forever?" Helang lay in his arms, staring at his lowered eyes, taking in his eyes full of tenderness for himself, smiling.
As the ears and temples rubbed together, Jiang Hanzheng's soft words hit Helang's heart one after another.
"In the three thousand years since then, my love is only the sun, the moon, and Qing. The sun is morning, the moon is evening, and Qing is morning and evening."
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