"If you want to say that this disciple of Snow Mountain City is bloody. "In the Blossom City Restaurant, an eight-hundred-year-old water ghost is talking about the siege of the Earth Demon Flame Palace by the disciples of Snow Mountain City not long ago.

"It's just that there shouldn't be blood on the path of cultivation. The water ghost sighed again.

"Old man Shui, I don't agree with what you said, the ancestor is dead, if there is no blood at all, then what is the meaning of living, and what is the meaning of cultivation. Someone in the restaurant retorted loudly.

"Of course, the purpose of practicing is to live longer, and as long as you live long, everything is possible. There was a person next to him who agreed with the water ghost.

"Do you live long, like a puddle of mud? I'd rather die. Someone said loudly again.

"Only when you die will you become a puddle of mud, but only when you live can you take revenge, a practitioner doesn't need blood, what you need is quiet wisdom. ”

The most fundamental purpose of a cultivator is naturally to hope for a long life, but when a person is alive, he will have friends, relatives, and rivers and lakes where there are people, and it is impossible to live a peaceful life.

Chivalrous feelings and bloody nature are taboos for a person who pursues immortality. However, chivalrous feelings and bloody impulses will never be lacking in human nature, and this is the wisdom of living beings.

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Binh Duong City is a large city, located on a plain, extending in all directions and with convenient transportation.

The people who came in and out of the city gates were very special, pure humans and non-humans, they were busy, some empty-handed, others with convoys.

Cultivators also need to live, the existence of a sect, after all, there are a few people who are high, and there are a large number of people below who also need to live, food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Pingyang City is still much more prosperous than under the rule of the Mauryan Dynasty, and of course, it is also a lot more chaotic.

Each branch hall of the Imperial Beast Sect has a residence here, but none of the palaces are willing to live in Pingyang City for a long time, they are only willing to live in their own city.

During this period of time, Yao Yao, the insect demon fairy of the Insect Palace, has been living in Pingyang, although she knows very little, but for those who know, she will inevitably feel strange in her heart, because for so many years, the insect demon fairy can be said to be the one who has returned to Pingyang the least.

She came back suddenly, and she hadn't left for so many days, which made everyone who was watching it all mutter.

Yao Yao walked out of the Imperial Beast Sect's mansion without hurry, as in the past, without squinting and without the slightest expression, this is what she has been behaving since she returned to Pingyang.

She wanted everyone to know that she was unwilling to come back, and it was the sect master who let her come back and didn't let her leave, so she always looked cold and depressed.

Every time she saw the sect master, no one was present, no one knew what she talked about with Hu Changqing, and no one dared to ask the sect master.

"Stand down. ”

Because she went to the backyard of the station of the Insect Sacrifice Hall in Pingyang City, after the waiter brought refreshments and lit sandalwood, she asked everyone to retreat.

The afterglow of the sun was still shining on the white courtyard wall, and a line of ants was climbing on the courtyard wall.

A few hummingbirds were picking roses in the courtyard, and another bird flew from nowhere and landed on the courtyard wall, making a few searching chirps, attracting others.

Yao Yao sat on the recliner in the courtyard pavilion and closed her eyes and took a nap, and the maid did not retreat far away, but stood by the courtyard gate and waited for orders at any time.

The whole city of Binh Duong is extremely noisy at this time, but there is a rare tranquility here.

"Now in such a dangerous and stressful time, you are still thinking about that person. ”

This voice can't be heard by outsiders, because it comes from the white feather in her hair, and the voice appears directly in her heart, when Yao Yao relaxes, her heart naturally opens, and what she thinks in her open heart is spied on by the white feather in her hair.

Yao Yao closed her eyes, and there was no answer at all.

"Also, the happiest and most worry-free days in your life are the time when you are with him. ”

"But you don't have to think about it all the time, if you really think so, this time he was besieged, and you actually have time to go there and come back. ”

There was silence.

"I can't. Yao Yao muttered suddenly.

"Why can't you go there, help him defeat the people in Snow Mountain City, and then you can naturally ask him to help you. ”

"If I go and don't open my mouth, he'll ask me too, and he'll be able to tell. Yao Yao said.

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"You don't understand. ”

"How do I understand. ”

Yao Yao did not answer.

"Since I don't understand, then you tell me, and let me know your human emotions. ”

"There are some people, some things, that cannot be said. ”

"Don't you human beings pay attention to sharing blessings and hardships, acting chivalrous and righteous, a bowl of wine, and paying life and death?"

"Friend, is it a friend?" Yao Yao opened her eyes and looked at the two hummingbirds flying among the flowers, a little distracted.

"You like him, don't you?"

Yao Yao picked a piece of the dried fruit on the stone table and put it in his mouth, and said: "He is still him, he has not changed, and I am different, I have become no longer pure, how can I go to see him like this, I have no face." ”

"People always change, that's what you said, it's normal to change. ”

"I'm already covered in mud and water, so why let him get contaminated, and he still has to save his disciples. ”

"Forget it, forget it, you're human, you have the final say. ”

At this time, someone came to the door of the backyard, and the maid who was now guarding the gate of the courtyard whispered something, and then the maid came to the small pavilion lightly and quickly, and came to Yao Yao's side.

"Your Highness, an old gentleman came to visit and said that he had an agreement with His Highness. The maid's voice was soft.

The remembrance and softness in Yao Yao's original eyes faded quickly.

"Let him in. Her voice had turned cold.

"Yes. ”

The maid stepped back, and after a while, an old man with a white banner walked in.

Dressed in a washed white and blue robe, with raw edges, and wearing straw sandals under his feet, whether it was the wind and frost on his face or the breath, it showed that the person who came was a low-level monk who walked the rivers and lakes.

Yao Yao waved her hand and asked the maids to stand back, but she didn't get up and said, "You're here." ”

"Yes, I'm here. The old man replied.

"Did you bring anything I wanted?" asked Yao Yao.

"Your Highness's need for worms has been collected. The old man said.

"Very well, sit down. Yao Yao said.

"Yes. ”

The maids stood outside the courtyard and watched inside, and could vaguely hear the conversation inside.

However, how could they have thought that the person who came was Tian Kunzi, the former head of the Kunwu faction, the largest sect in the ancient land of Yuanyang, the celestial who had participated in the siege and killing of the Peacock King, and appeared in front of the world again after more than two hundred years.