Jiang Ling stood on the main hall in front of Luo Shen Pavilion, the night was shallow, and occasionally the moonlight reflected on the steps in front of him, and the night wind blew, with a cold chill, blowing the copper bell hanging from the eaves. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ringing is constant, just like the mood of Jiang Ling now.

What kept ringing in her head was Hua Shang's sentence: "Jiang Ling, are you willing to take over as the head of Luoshen Pavilion?" ”

How did you answer?

Jiang Ling only felt a headache when he thought about it, and he replied: "Let me think about it."

But now her mind is in a mess, and she hasn't come up with one, two, three, four.

Do you want to practice Na Lao Shi Zi Tai Shang and be the head of this Luo Shen Pavilion?

I don't know why, she doesn't want to at all.

"It's really distressing~" Jiang Ling sighed for a while, it would be nice if Yan Jiu was here, at least he could ask a few words.

"What are you facing? The bride. ”

A ridicule came from herself, Jiang Ling rubbed her ears, she thought she had heard it wrong, she looked behind her, and saw Yan Jiu holding a black paper umbrella that blended into the night, standing on the ridge of the roof with grace, looking at herself from a distance.

"Sister Nine! It's really you! ”

Seeing that Jiang Ling was so happy, Yan Jiu smiled slightly, and her toes fell from the ridge of the roof at a point.

"I'm going to get married tomorrow, but do you want to marry Guan Ziyi?"

Jiang Ling hugged Yan Jiu's arm, "If that's the case, it's better." ”

"If it's not because of him, then why bother?" Yan Jiu asked with a smile, it is said that women are delicate and easy to worry before they get married, is it the same for Jiang Ling?

"Sister Nine, Master wants me to succeed to the position of Luoshen Pavilion."

It turned out that it was because of this, but Hua Shang had already spread the invitation, didn't Jiang Ling know?

Or rather, Hua Shang had long expected that Jiang Ling would agree.

Yan Jiu didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "What do you want to do then?" ”

"I don't know," Jiang Ling leaned against the cold railing and looked into the depths of the night, "The reason why I came to Luoshen Pavilion in the first place was because of Twelve. Although Master taught me carefully, I only loved Master, for Luoshen Pavilion...... I don't know how to describe ......."

"I don't think the same way you do, Jiang Ling, do you think this is too complicated." Yan Jiu leaned on the railing and said.

Jiang Ling turned around and looked at Yan Jiu with a puzzled expression, she didn't understand what Yan Jiu meant.

"It's a decision to do what you want to do and refuse if you don't. Don't forget, we are people who cultivate immortals, whether it is the relationship between master and apprentice, or the fate of the sect, after thousands of years, it is just a memory, and even more so, even the memories can't be left. ”

"But......" She knew that what Yan Jiu said was right, but she ......

"But you don't want to leave," Yan Jiu said clearly, "No matter why you entered the Luoshen Pavilion in the first place, but after all, you have lived here for a long time, and you will be somewhat reluctant in your heart." ”

Yan Jiu smiled, "Then go and tell Hua Shang your decision." ”

Who knew that Jiang Ling was a little deflated, she leaned on the railing and looked at the Luoshen Pavilion below, "Master said that the successor head of the sect is practicing the secret of forgetting love, and the one who walks is also ...... of forgetting love."

As soon as Jiang Ling said this, Yan Jiu knew what she was hesitating and distressing about, and cut off her seven emotions and six desires, in order to achieve the desirelessness and desirelessness pursued by immortals, so as to gain greater strength.

But even God has joy and anger, so how can man break all bonds? Although the Taishang forgetfulness can make the monk gain strength in a short time, the seven emotions are the foundation of human beings, as long as the root is there, the love is self-generated.

At that time, the avenue was shattered, and the whole body was destroyed overnight.

"So, are you afraid that one day you will need to kill your seven emotions and six desires, so as to hurt Guanziyi?"

"It's not just him," Jiang Ling's eyes wandered slightly, "I don't want to forget the twelfth and ninth sisters." ”

Yan Jiu didn't make a sound, she patted Jiang Ling's shoulder, "Ask yourself, throw all this away, are you willing to cultivate Taishang Forgetfulness and inherit Luoshen Pavilion?" ”

Jiang Ling turned his head and looked at Yan Jiu intently with a pair of apricot eyes.

"I don't want to, I can inherit the Luo Shen Pavilion, but I don't want to practice too forgetful."

Yan Jiu smiled approvingly, "Very good, then you go to Hua Shang, stand in front of her and tell her clearly: Even if you are not too forgetful, you can also be the head of Luoshen Pavilion!" ”

"Can I not practice Taishang forgetfulness, but I can also be the head of Luoshen Pavilion?" Jiang Ling asked uncertainly.

Yan Jiu smiled when he heard this, "Tianyan Avenue is forty-nine, and the trail is three thousand, it is too forgetful and not strong enough to make people go to the point of straining with all their hearts." ”

At that moment, another kind of momentum burst out from Yan Jiu's body, which was the disdain of the Great Dao Retrospective, on a par with other small paths.

Jiang Ling looked at Yan Jiu in front of her, she was so close to herself, so close that she could feel the firm aura in Yan Jiu's words, but she was so far away, like a mortal being, looking up at the gods above the clouds.

Yan Jiu tilted his head and smiled playfully at Jiang Ling, which made everything just now look like an illusion of Jiang Ling.

"When you become the head of the house, even Hua Shang is under your jurisdiction, what are you afraid of at that time? Even if you're scared, it doesn't matter, know how powerful your sister is right now. ”

Jiang Ling laughed out loud when he heard the "poof", and all the previous worries disappeared.

Yan Jiu touched the top of Jiang Ling's head, "Hurry up and go back to sleep, I'll come to see you tomorrow." ”

"Then the ninth sister will remember to come tomorrow."

Jiang Ling said, turned around and entered her room, but not long after, she poked her head out of the door again, although a pair of apricot eyes blinked innocently, but they were suspicious of Yan Jiu's words.

"Sister Nine, you're coming, right?"

Yan Jiu smiled helplessly: "If you don't sleep again, I can't guarantee it." ”

"I'll sleep now!" Jiang Ling hurriedly closed the door, Yan Jiu stood there for a long time, and only then did she leave when Jiang Ling really slept peacefully.

Hai Yu tied up the not very standard horse steps, and the long sword in his hand swung down with a "swish", and after the sound of the sword breaking through the sky, there was a wide crack on the ground that was two feet long.

"No, okay." Hai Yu looked at the crack and said, this is far from what Yan Jiu said, "lifting weights is light".

Although it still didn't know what it meant to "lift weights like light", Yan Jiu had said that when its sword fell, it should not even be alarmed by the wind.

"Again, come on." Hai Yu tied up his horse and raised his sword again.