silently watched the crane disappear into the sky. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Li Xianyuan's face was calm. It seems that none of the talents have anything to do with him.

Look away and sweep the embarrassed gazebo. He picked up the teapot and dumped it all on the ground, then threw it casually, disguised as a teapot to pour.

Li Xianyuan got up and left the Spirit Grass Garden, called the maid, and asked her to clean up the pavilion. And he went back to his room.

The room is quiet, and the incense burner is curling with smoke, which is just right for Li Xianyuan to sort out his thoughts.

All day, Li Xianyuan closed the door. Until the early morning of the second day, the maid came to deliver the meal. I found that the meal delivered last night was piled up outside the door, and it was not moving.

"Just put it in front of the door. ”

Li Xianyuan's voice came from inside the house.

"Yes...... "The maid is just a mortal, and she doesn't understand what Li Xianyuan is doing, and she won't interfere. Put down your breakfast and take away the cold leftovers from last night.

And one pass in this room is three days.

No drop of water entered, and no grain of rice was wet.

This time it's true.

Li Xianyuan has no back hand. The copying of poetry that depends on it is useless here. He couldn't be as fearless as before, although his face was still indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest.

Li Xianyuan was irritable, and he didn't know if it was because he was in a dilemma, or because the spices that were calm and calm had been burned the day before yesterday.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and it was noon. Maid delivery time.

"Just put it in front of the door. Li Xianyuan lay flat on the bed and didn't move.

"It's me. The master's voice came from outside the door.

Li Xianyuan's expression moved slightly, and he strongly supported his sour body.

"The door is unlocked. ”

After a few words, the door was pushed open. The afternoon sun pours into the slightly stuffy room, along with the cool air.

The shadow stretched long. The sun slanted into the room, and the path was hazy.

The dazzling sunlight caused Li Xianyuan's eyes to narrow slightly. I faintly saw the figure outside the door come in, put the lunch box on the table, and looked sideways.

With a dry throat, Li Xianyuan coughed lightly: "The apprentice has been unwell recently, so I didn't go to see you." ”

"You don't look like you're sick. Ning Jiya walked to the side of the bed and looked down at him: "The maid said that you were locked in the room, and you didn't go out for three days, and you didn't eat." It's a matter of heart. ？”

After a short silence, Li Xianyuan nodded. "There's something on my mind. Let the master smile. ”

"I thought your heart was made of stone. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ning Jiya chuckled. The slender hand gently untied Li Xianyuan's long hair. The voice is soft.

"You're like a thirteen-year-old. All day long, he is serious and does not smile. Those who don't know still think that you are an old monster who has lived for a hundred years. ”

Even Ning Jiya almost never thought that Li Xianyuan was a thirteen-year-old boy.

Li Xianyuan's birthday was celebrated on August 25, seven days ago. It means that he is thirteen years old. I grew up a little bit, and I went one step closer to death.

The long hair and shawl were not tied, which made Li Xianyuan look a little more handsome and feminine. His face and lips were bloodless, still indifferent. But if you look closely, you can see the tiredness and entanglement in those dark eyes.

Li Xianyuan nodded: "The apprentice thinks so too." What's more, I will be like this, which means that I will not be ruthless by the grass and trees for the time being, and you can rest assured, master. ”

Ning Jiya smiled dumbly, and flicked Li Xianyuan's forehead with her fingers: "You can see it." ”

She took the lunch box on the table and opened it. Take out a bowl of porridge on the shelf and serve it.

Ning Jiya took a spoonful of porridge, gently blew away the hot air, and handed it to Li Xianyuan's lips.

"Be careful, don't get burned. The eyebrows were full of soft color, and Ning Jiya said softly.

She was a dignified infant monk, and she actually personally helped Li Xianyuan blow cold and feed her.

Li Xianyuan was a little distracted, and looked at Ning Jiya's cheeks in a daze.

"How. Ning Jiya was puzzled.

"Nothing. Li Xianyuan shook his head. Reaching out and taking the spoon, he wanted to eat it himself. He wasn't good at showing emotion, let alone saying it.

But just now, at that moment, his heart did fluctuate.

Ning Jiya shook her head and chuckled, handing him the bowl and spoon.

Take it and taste the porridge. The aroma of porridge fills the teeth, causing the cheeks to twitch slightly.

The stomach is growling. I was hungry for three days, and I couldn't help it when I smelled the porridge.

After a while, a bowl of porridge bottomed out, and Li Xianyuan put down the empty bowl. Ning Jiya always looked at him with a smile, and when she saw Li Xianyuan finish eating, she asked, "What is the reason why you can make Xianyuan look like this?" ”

"Private matters. Li Xianyuan replied. Then he felt a little colder to say this, and added: "It's a private matter that is difficult to choose." ”

"Heart knot?" Ning Jiya asked.

Li Xianyuan nodded and said calmly: "It's like a person who asked me to make a choice, whether to choose to die or have my limbs cut off." ”

Li Xianyuan's analogy made Ning Jiya frown slightly, then stretched it out, and took out a copper coin engraved with the four characters of Dashang Zhengbao on the front from his sleeve.

It's just a penny of the big businessmen and the people.

It was Ning Jiya, a monk, who actually carried a copper coin with him.

"This thing is for you. Ning Jiya put the copper coin into Li Xianyuan's palm, and her beautiful eyes stared at Li Xianyuan: "If it is difficult to choose, throw it once, and you will have the answer in your heart." ”

Ning Jiya said that there is an answer in her heart, not an answer. Although subtle, the metaphor is different.

The warm copper coin lay in the palm of his hand, and Li Xianyuan fell into thought......

What he was entangled with was nothing more than Situ Yanran.

Now there is no way back. Left for Li Xianyuan, there are only two options left.

Put all one’s eggs in one basket. In order to refine the second spirit sword, the six factions must rush to the top in the competition, get a large amount of yang rewards, and exchange the yang qi pill to rush to the level. If you can succeed, your cultivation will increase instead of decreasing, and you will have two spirit swords. If you fail, there is one last way left.

Ghost poems, for peaches.

However, at the last step, there is no hope left. The ghost poem is exchanged for a peach, saying that it sounds good is luck, and if it is ugly, it is wishful thinking.

Even a hundred ghost poems can't be exchanged for a peach.

Second, take it safe. Relying only on a spirit sword to enter the competition, it is all up to luck to go anywhere. After that, the retreat is carried out again until the foundation building period begins.

First try not to die, and then discuss the rest.

And if this is the case, Li Xianyuan's combat power must be much lower. He cultivated ginseng skills, and his combat power was already weak. The only thing you can rely on is the spirit sword.

Two choices.

The former takes a risk, and if he fails, he will end himself to the land of nine deaths.

The latter is a long stream of water and unfazed. However, the possibility of saving Situ Yanran is slim.

These are Li Xianyuan's two choices.

Or block emotions and continue to walk the road of eternal life.

Or work hard for Situ Yanran.

When she came back to her senses, Ning Jiya had already left, and the door was still open. The beam of light is hazy, floating and drifting.

He lowered his head slightly and stared at the copper coin in his palm.

Throw it out, and you'll have the answer...... Then let's give it a try.

"The front side is Yanran, and the back side is immortality. ”

Li Xianyuan put the copper coin on his fingertips and flicked his fingers.

Hum -

In the midst of the earthquake, the copper coin swirled and bounced and landed on the bed.

Glancing at the copper coin, Li Xianyuan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly.

Choose between one and two, when you have a bias towards one in your mind and you roll a two, you will want to roll it again, and you will win two out of three. until one is rolled.

Li Xianyuan said to himself: "Yes, I already have the answer in my heart, and the copper coin is just an introduction......

Immortality, what is there in this world that compares to immortality? )