Hearing Yun Xuzi's words, Su Qingyi couldn't help being stunned.
She had seen Xuan Hua's high-spirited appearance back then, so she almost found it unbelievable for the man Yun Xuzi described. Yun Xuzi sighed, and said helplessly: "Ancestor Xuanhua just hopes that he will not be so affectionate. In the years and years, he will forget a person just like a mortal, and that person is still in his memory. It's so beautiful. Don't love her, but remember her."
"At that time, Patriarch Xuanhua was addicted to alchemy. Fifty years ago, he finally practiced a kind of elixir. After taking it, he could remember this person, but forgot this person. Like an ordinary person, he followed As time goes by, it is slowly forgotten."
"The longer the time, the more you forget, and when you think about it occasionally, maybe there is only that one figure left, which remains vaguely in memory."
Listening to Yun Xuzi's words, Su Qingyi sighed, a little worried: "Then what should I do?"
"However, there is still a way." Yun Xuzi smiled: "The elixir that Patriarch Xuanhua ate at the beginning was actually just to seal up the memory. If we can find those memories in Patriarch Xuanhua's sea of consciousness, let's see Once you do it, you will know it naturally.”
"Is this... difficult?" Going to the sea of consciousness has always been extremely dangerous for the two monks. Yun Xuzi sighed, and said slowly: "Of course it is dangerous, but now, what else can we do besides this method?"
Su Qingyi pursed her lips, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll accompany you up the mountain."
"No need," Yun Xuzi hurriedly said: "The internal personnel relationship of Tianjianzong is complicated, I will bring the ancestor down."
Su Qingyi nodded. Yun Xuzi got up and said: "Then I'm leaving, you take good care of my apprentice, otherwise I will make trouble for you."
"Yes yes yes." Su Qingyi got up to see him off, and Yun Xuzi said again: "And my chicken..."
"I'll take good care of it." Su Qingyi said dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and leave!"
Yun Xuzi was pushed out of the door by her, and after scolding a traitor, he drifted away. And Su Qingyi turned back to find Qin Zichen, and found him sitting in the kitchen, eating porridge seriously.
There was some pot ashes on his face, and the mushy rice could be clearly seen on the remaining porridge in the bowl. When he saw her come in, he drank the last sip of porridge in one gulp. Su Qingyi was dumbfounded for a long time, and hurried over, and said anxiously: "Why are you still eating this stuff? Spit it out!"
Qin Zichen: "..."
The system sighed in Su Qingyi's mind, and said with some sympathy: "It's hard to hold on to drink, but you still found out, this sacrifice is meaningless."
After being reminded by the system, Su Qingyi finally knew why Qin Zichen saw her coming in and drank all the porridge in the bowl. She couldn't help laughing, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe his face, and said with a low smile, "It's normal that you don't know how to cook. You are a high-ranking monk, and you have never cooked before."
"Hmm." Qin Zichen turned his head away, as if a little embarrassed. Su Qingyi walked to the stove, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Whatever you want to eat in the future, just call me."
Although I haven't cooked much in this life, I still have memories from my previous life.
In her previous life, in order to love him, she used to be such a virtuous girl.
Qin Zichen didn't speak. After a while, he said slowly, "I don't know how to do it. You teach me."
"It doesn't matter… "
"I don't know anything anymore." He lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I don't want you to do this kind of thing."
Su Qingyi didn't speak. After a long time, she took his hand and said softly, "Zi Chen, I'm very happy that I can do something for you."
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you. But it's not for an even division of labor with you. If you really like someone, everything you do for him is sweet."
"I know." Qin Zichen looked at their intertwined hands, and slowly said: "I like you. So, I think I will do whatever I can give."
"I want to spoil you," he said slowly, looked up to see her somewhat stunned expression, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Let you be spoiled like a little girl all your life. "
Su Qingyi felt the soft lips on his forehead, and felt that his kiss seemed to fall on her heart, so soft and gentle.
She was a little embarrassed, pulled him away and said, "Oh, don't talk about it, you are still hungry."
With that said, she took the apron, tied it on and started cooking.
She lit a fire, and he went to hold firewood.
She washed the vegetables, and he cut the vegetables with the sword of life and death. Under his hands, the meat was shaved evenly and transparently, and neatly placed on the plate. Su Qingyi gasped, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zichen, If we go back to the 21st century, I will take you to sell fish."
She was cooking, and he was handing her the seasoning. As soon as she looked up, she could see him standing beside him, looking at her seriously and gently.
The warm autumn sun fell on his face, and outside the window were yellow leaves trembling in the wind, spinning and falling into the pool below, with koi swimming leisurely under the water.
At that moment, Su Qingyi felt that this life was nothing more than that.
Su Qingyi cooked a table of dishes, and after the two of them finished eating quietly, Su Qingyi took Qin Zichen to the outskirts of the city to fly a kite, and then went to buy a bunch of clothes and collect some elixir.
In the evening, Su Qingyi used these elixirs to make a mask for Qin Zichen. She knew that he cared about these scars, and the celestial roots and spiritual roots were not easy to heal, and these scars would be quick.
When Qin Zichen was lying on the bed covered with herbs, Su Qingyi told him bits and pieces about the past, and when he listened, his face was calm. When the two of them slept together at night, with her back facing him, he pulled her into his arms and heard him whispering in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
She opened her eyes at night, touched his hand on her waist, and said gently: "You have nothing to do to me."
"I... have wronged you before."
"It's nothing." Su Qingyi turned over, put her hands on his neck, leaned on his chest, and said in a low voice: "As long as you are by my side, I feel that everything will be fine, and I won't feel wronged."
"I'm not good," Qin Zichen sighed, "I'm too timid, too cowardly, too hesitant, and too inferior. You love me, but I don't even have the courage to respond. Qingyi, this feeling you, you are more than me So much bravery."
He lowered his eyebrows, admiring her from the bottom of his heart.
Hearing about this love from her mouth, and seeing it from a bystander, he was surprised to find that he was such a cowardly person.
Perhaps it was the fighting in the cultivation world that sharpened his heart, or maybe it was really the years that made him grow up slowly. Listening to Su Qingyi's words now, looking back at her self in the 21st century, she is so cowardly and pathetic.
Like is like, why always think about things after being abandoned.
Why succumb to the scars imprinted on yourself by others, and can't say a word I like you, thus hurting the one you love
Qin Zichen groped her brows and eyes, saw her expression full of attachment, and said softly, "I won't do this again."
"So what?" Su Qingyi was stunned, Qin Zichen smiled slowly, and said in a low voice; "In the future, if I like you, I will never hide from you again. If you like me, it's your business; if you don't like me, it's also yours." but I like you, but it's just my business and has nothing to do with you. "
"I won't hide anymore, and I won't panic anymore. Qingyi, I give you the right to hurt me, and I will never hurt you just to prevent myself from being hurt."
"This feeling, refuse or accept, I will leave it to you."
He seemed to be making a huge decision, speaking solemnly and seriously. Su Qingyi listened to his words, and after a while, she whispered: "Okay."
"But, Zichen," she closed her eyes and sighed, "I gave you this right a long time ago."
"Then," Qin Zichen hugged her and murmured, "Then you won't have any room for regret."
"I never thought that there would be a day of regret when I was with you." Su Qingyi propped herself up, looked at the man below her seriously, and stretched out her hand to draw his eyebrows: "Really, at this moment, I finally decided, Qin Zichen, you finally He's a fucking man."
Qin Zichen: "..."
System: "Hahahahahahaha..."
Su Qingyi: "Please take the initiative to block it, don't laugh out of the blue, thank you for the miracle doctor of time travel from a thousand years later."
System: "I think Qin Zichen will say in the next sentence, am I a man, baby, didn't you already know?"
As soon as the system finished speaking, Qin Zichen said, "I..."
Su Qingyi's complexion changed, she covered his mouth, and said seriously: "Don't say that I already knew whether you were a man, I knew, I knew very well."
Hearing Su Qingyi's words, Qin Zichen couldn't help but chuckled. Turning over, smiling slightly.
Su Qingyi was stunned, and lay on Qin Zichen's body, curious: "Qin Meiren, what are you laughing at?"
Qin Zichen didn't answer her, Su Qingyi couldn't help pawing at him, Qin Zichen stopped laughing, and pulled the quilt: "Sleep, don't make trouble."
"Come on, what are you laughing at?" Su Qingyi tugged at him on the bed. Pulling and pulling, they rolled together.
When the love was strong, Qin Zichen said to her in a low and hoarse voice when he heard the night rain.
"I laughed out loud because I felt that there was never a moment in my life where I was so happy."
"Because you are here, because of you. Because even after all the world, I can still guard you like a little girl."
Su Qingyi burst into tears, hugged Qin Zichen, and said in a hoarse voice, "Me too, because of you, I'm so happy."
The two lived a sweet life for a few days, and Yun Xuzi finally rushed over with Xuanhua.
Su Qingyi spreads layers of barriers, and it will take a while for monks to cross the catastrophe period. The four of them arrived in the bedroom. Falling into a dream, after we enter your sea of consciousness, Qingyi enters the sea of consciousness without you resisting, and can see what you have passed by."
Xuan Hua nodded, it seemed that everything had been clarified, and he had no doubts. Holding the bowl and looking up at Su Qingyi, he slowly said: "Back then, I worked hard and finally forgot her. Now, I think of her for you , Qingyi, may this cover part of my crime?"
Su Qingyi squeezed the bowl tightly, for a long time, and finally said: "Old Ancestor, I have forgiven you, it depends on whether you can forgive yourself."
Xuan Hua chuckled, nodded and said, "Understood, I understand."
She can spare her, but what about the tens of millions of people? What about Xie Hantan
She can't represent anyone, she can only express her own forgiveness.
And in his heart, he should have the awareness of resentment towards those tens of millions of people. Didn't Yuan forgive, did he make up for it enough, didn't he know
Xuan Hua drank the decoction in the medicine bowl, lay down on the bed by himself, and soon fell asleep. After he fell asleep, Su Qingyi lay on the bed, and Qin Zichen sat beside her, holding her hand.
Su Qingyi smiled lightly, and said gently: "I'm going."
"Go."
Qin Zichen looked at her quietly: "I'll wait for you to come back."
Su Qingyi closed her eyes, and probed into Xuanhua's sea of consciousness with her divine sense, but as soon as she entered Xuanhua's sea of consciousness, she noticed something was wrong.
The sea of consciousness of a general monk will have its own world, some are a small cave, and some are a grassland. The larger the range of the sea of consciousness, the stronger the monk's understanding. However, Xuanhua's sea of consciousness is a galaxy!
what does that mean? It means that Xuanhua's comprehension is definitely not the poor aptitude and hopeless ascension as rumored by the outside world.
This even... shouldn't be the sea of consciousness of a person who hasn't ascended yet.
Su Qingyi felt a little startled, but she couldn't think too much. After searching in his sea of consciousness for a while, she finally saw a place sealed with densely packed talisman seals. The place was a huge palace, and the palace gate was the only place that was not sealed. Su Qingyi carefully pushed open the huge palace door, and as soon as she entered, countless light clusters rushed towards her. The light caused Su Qingyi to close her eyes quickly. After shaking for a while, Su Qingyi finally stood firm on her feet. She slowly opened her eyes and found that the surrounding area was dark. Su Qingyi knew that this was Xuanhua's memory.
His memory begins in this darkness. After a while, Su Qingyi felt that there was a hole in it, and light fell in through the hole. Su Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little weird, could it be...she was in the womb
No way! !
Su Qingyi collapsed a bit. After a long time, she discovered something even worse.
Although, she is not in the womb. But, she seems to be... in a shell.
Little Xuanhua pushed his own shell away with his claws, and then crawled out from inside. Using the light, Su Qingyi finally saw Xuan Hua's whole body.
This is a very small dragon, obviously just born, the size that can be held in the palm of the hand, it looks very cute.
Su Qingyi froze.
She felt that she had discovered a shocking secret.
So... Patriarch Xuanhua turned out to be... not a human being! !
She stared blankly at Xiao Xuanhua crawling outside.
This is a huge cave, filled with spiritual stones, Xuanhua walked and ate...
He just ate and ate like this for half a month.
Half a month later, he had a hiccup. Then suddenly it turned into a boy.
Su Qingyi couldn't find any words to describe her heart that was about to collapse for such a scene of great transformation.
After Xuan Hua became a boy, he continued to eat the remaining pile of spirit stones. At this time, he became a complete human being. He is still a five-year-old boy with fourth-class three spiritual roots.
After becoming a fully human being, he can no longer eat spirit stones. So he tilted his head and walked out to the cave.
The moment he walked out of the cave, the whole cave began to collapse. While he was walking, he suddenly turned around, and then with a blank expression on his face, he asked two very philosophical questions.
"who I am… "
"Where do I... come from?"
Su Qingyi was no longer shocked. She felt that no matter what happened to Xuanhua in the future, she felt that it was nothing more than normal.
Xuan Hua walked through the dense forest alone, and finally walked out.
He didn't understand anything, but he was very capable of learning, and soon he became a little beggar in the local area.
He is good-looking, and he can always get more steamed buns. Every time he wants to get steamed buns, the beggars next to him will come to grab them. At this moment, he is no different from an ordinary child. At first, he knew how to cry when his steamed buns were snatched away by others. If someone beats him, he will eat while being beaten.
When he met Ninghua, it was on a rainy day. Several beggars surrounded him and kicked him fiercely. His steamed bun rolled on the ground, mixed with muddy water, and rolled down in front of Ning Hua.
Ninghua was blocked by steamed buns, so she turned her head and saw Xuanhua among the beggars raised her head, looking at her beggingly.
The rain washed away the dirt on his face, revealing his beautiful and delicate face. A pair of eyes are full of begging, with sparkling water waves, so beautiful that it makes people feel distressed.
Xu had never seen such a good-looking child, Ninghua couldn't help but stop and pushed aside the crowd.
He was lying in the muddy water looking up at her, she was really a beautiful figure like a fairy. Dressed in green clothes, with picturesque eyebrows, Ninghua could tell that Xuanhua had spiritual roots at a glance, and seeing that he was so cute, she couldn't help thinking of adopting him.
So she bent down and picked him up.
She took him away from there, promised him food and clothing, and he promised her that when she grew up, he would protect her.
At that time, he thought in his heart that when he grows up, no matter what he does, killing people or Buddhas, he will protect her.
He will become her most loyal servant and her sharp claws.
In the long years and endless life, he protects her.
She took him back to the cave mansion. At that time, she was only a monk in the foundation establishment period. The world of comprehension at that time was not quite the same as it is now. Everyone had just started cultivating immortals, with ample aura, and there were no major sects. Most of them are demon cultivators and demon cultivators, and human cultivators are just one of the many cultivators who are not very eye-catching.
She tested his spiritual root and found out that it was only a fourth-grade and third-grade spiritual root. She was not disappointed. However, she is also a very open-minded person, and instead comforted him: "Although it is difficult for you to ascend, if you practice hard, you can still live for a thousand years. Half-step into the fairy gate, compared with those mortals, you are considered lucky. "
At that time, he looked at her quietly, although he couldn't quite understand what she said, but he always felt that whatever she said must be right.
At the beginning, he had the idea of accepting disciples, but after discovering that his spiritual roots were not good, Ninghua lost this idea.
Take him around to have fun every day.
At that time, he was still a child, and she liked all novelty things, so she took him around. He likes grasshoppers and sugar people. She went to the mortal world to learn it. In her cave, every time he was unhappy, she would use hay to weave him a grasshopper or draw a candy. people.
Sugar figurines were not easy to collect, so he didn't want them later, and liked those grasshoppers very much.
He prepared a wooden box and carefully placed the grasshopper in it. Ninghua smiled and asked him, "What are you doing?"
He looked up at her, and replied seriously: "I want to put away all the things Ninghua gave me, and I can't lose them."
Ninghua couldn't help laughing at the cute things.
Her master is a person who has cultivated the Tao and is extremely emotionally indifferent. He told her since she was a child that as a monk, sooner or later she will leave this world and ascend to the upper world. Can be affectionate, not affectionate. So although she was kind to others, deep down she never understood those cautious feelings.
Seeing the child's serious expression, she just thought it was childish and ridiculous. Rubbing his head, he said gently: "That's fine, when I'm not by your side in the future, you will look at these and miss me, it's also great."
"Will you not be by my side?" Xuan Hua frowned. Ninghua nodded and said with a smile: "Sooner or later, I will ascend."
"Then I want to ascend too." Xuan Hua looked at her seriously and clenched his fists: "Wherever you are, I will be there too."
It is really difficult for a fourth-grade three-spiritual root to ascend.
However, Ninghua did not tell the cruel fact to the child in front of her, she just said: "Okay, then I will wait for you, and we will ascend together."
Xuanhua is a very serious person, he decided to ascend, so he tried his best to learn from Ninghua.
Ninghua meditated, and he also meditated. The little man sat with his legs crossed, not afraid of the severe cold and heat, and sat beside Ninghua seriously. Rao is a person like Ninghua, who feels soft-hearted after a long time.
Looking at Xuanhua, I felt that it was a particularly soft corner in her heart.
It's just that her heart is like Kunlun Xuanbing, even if it melts in one place, the bottom is still thick with rocks.
But this does not prevent her from being kind to Xuan Hua.
Xuanhua established the foundation at the age of twenty-three, and Ninghua was in the late stage of foundation establishment at that time. Ninghua gave him a sword that day, and said gently: "Go out and practice."
"This world is very big, you should go and see. See more people, more things, and strengthen your way."
"Dao?" Xuan Hua was at a loss. Ninghua slowly raised her head, looked at the distance under the sea of clouds, and said calmly: "Tao is faith, it is persistence. Whatever you are attached to is your way. The way cannot be shaken, and you can't turn back, otherwise the heart of the way will be broken. If the Taoist heart is broken, even if it is the Mahayana of Transcending Tribulation, it cannot escape the fate of being destroyed by God."
"You are still young now." She turned to look at him with gentle eyes: "You should go see the world more."
"Then... won't Ninghua come with me?" Xuanhua was a little scared, holding his sword and saying, "I don't want to go where Ninghua is not."
Ninghua smiled and said nothing, she looked at him quietly, but her gaze was undeniably firm.
"Go."
With a flick of her sleeves, she pushed him down the hill. When he reached the foot of the mountain, Xuanhua turned his head to look, and saw the woman standing on the cliff in the clouds, wearing a green dress and a Taoist crown, like a fairy and a painting.
Xuan Hua pursed his lips, he wanted to go back.
However-
He never refuses her.
His submission to her is like an innate spell, engraved on the bones of his soul.
She asked him to go with her, and he came.
She told him to turn away, and he left.
always, always