53. Who's Hansheng writes freely
Yun Sheng's expression was still as cold as a thousand years of ice and snow, but his eyes shone slightly. He still remembered the last time he saw this little girl, playing the sheng in the purple cherry blossom forest, where he used to go.
Purple cherry is an ornamental flowering tree, blooming in autumn and winter, the petals are three-fold, like butterfly wings, light purple, the flowers do not see the leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers. Some people say that the purple cherry blossoms are three stacks, and the stacks are full of lovesickness. Flowers and leaves are forever wrong, and lovesickness is not a blind date. is the most melancholy guest in the world, and Zi Mo is blooming late.
The purple cherry blossoms of that day were brilliant and adorned with branches, and the light purple color rendered a gorgeous sadness.
This little girl has been cultivating in the purple cherry blossom forest, and was disturbed by her own jade sheng, and turned out from behind the light purple purple cherry tree, dressed in white, smiling but warm like the sky in March, or the water of the spring river.
He remembered the smile, but only remembered it, and occasionally it flickered in his heart, and suddenly disappeared. He has always been cold, with seven emotions and six desires, joys, angers and sorrows, and he was born eight points less than others. He will appreciate beautiful things from afar, but he will only appreciate them, and he will not take the initiative to chase and plunder them for this appreciation.
He is the only son of the head of the Yun family, and he was born lonely. Because you can't be sure that those who smile at you are really laughing in their hearts; Those who shed tears, do they really have sadness in their hearts? As a result, expressionlessness has become the most common expression, and reason and loneliness have been seared into their bones since birth. Joy, anger and sorrow, for them, are just superficial embellishments, and what they care more about is the interests and power behind them.
Until now, I see this girl again. Such a special inner disciple, no matter what it is for, is always worth a glimpse, he thought.
"Hey! This girl is a little interesting, but it's too small. I said, "Boy, you don't have any weird fetishes, do you?" Let me tell you, this woman is still more mature to have a taste...... Little girl, more than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February. It was an unopened bud, an age that could only be seen from afar. is older, Luoyang's daughter lives opposite the door, and her face can be more than fifteen. This is the forsythia in the morning, the age of the first show. Wait for another two years, the beauty will get out of the orchid room and fold it to the mirror and compare the red suit. It was a begonia under the rising sun, the color was just right, the youth was young, and it was the most coquettish age. When he was in his twenties, the charm was beginning to form, with a thousand beautiful colors and thousands of styles, the rings of fat and swallows were different, the most important thing was to explain the taste of knowledge, and the hibiscus tent was warm for the spring night...... "The white-bearded old man also jumped up to the tree at some point, squinted a pair of hazy drunken eyes, looked at the girl in white in the distance, and muttered vaguely.
"Master, you're talking about a mortal woman!" Yun Sheng lowered his head and stroked the jade sheng in his hand, and said clearly.
"Monks are human too! This man who cultivates immortals is also a man! This looks at a woman's eyes, and it's not much worse! …… Oops! Good boy, you actually answered! Let me see, is the sun coming out of the west today? The white-bearded old man's rough hand slapped his thigh, and then raised the back of his hand holding the wine gourd and wiped his eyes, and tilted his head exaggeratedly. His wrinkled face, his white eyebrows raised high, the white beard under his chin trembled in the wind, but his face was innocent, and he was like an old naughty boy in the game world!
"Hey, good boy, my old man told you that whatever you say is quiet and undemanding, it's all nonsense; Whatever self-denial is nonsense! Nothing is tireless, how can it be born? If you have nothing to admire, how can you enter the Tao? Taste the five flavors of red dust, see the eight hardships of life, and know what my way is and why I was born. This love has to be read by thousands of sails, and it has been in the flowers, and the red sleeves are fragrant. The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also ...... Well, no, no, people are old, and this memory is useless! …… Alas! I think back then, when I passed by the Luohe River, there were beautiful women, and I was independent and left behind. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the flowing wind. Looking forward to the country and the city, looking back at the charming. Qingxue is the bone of the skin jade, Ren is ruthless and moving......" Song Yunzi raised his head and swallowed another sip of wine, shaking his head and muttering.
"Where can we be born without being tired? If you have nothing to admire, how can you enter the Tao? Yun Sheng read in a low voice, thoughtful. He practiced the Book of Sound Attack with his master, his feelings were the sword in his hand, and his desire was the cold sword. He is committed to using ice and snow to be ruthless and control sentient arts, but in fact, he has gone astray. Like the most shrewd liar, he always deceives himself first; The most clever pianist must always be the first to cry. Enter the red dust, understand your own heart, understand the seven feelings, know what it is, and know where the sword in the palm of your hand is. What's more, if you want to take it, you must give it first. The most tangled thing is not that he is sorry for me, but that I am sorry for him; The most burdensome thing is not that I treat people sincerely, but that people treat me sincerely. The most memorable thing is not the person I have loved with all my heart, but the person who has loved me with all my heart; The most tormenting thing is not the person who betrayed me, but the person whom I betrayed. The best weapon is not a pair of discerning eyes and a delicate heart. It is the most sincere heart, the purest love, because it is invulnerable, so it is indestructible, because it cannot be refused, so it is willing to be bound for a lifetime.
Thinking like this, Yun Sheng felt that the spiritual platform was empty. The aura around the body quickly gathered, forming a whirlpool visible to the naked eye above the head. Sitting cross-legged and meditating, the spiritual power impacted the meridians and dantian, and the barrier from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building was suddenly broken, and the spiritual power was like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and the cultivation was rapidly climbing, and finally stabilized at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.
The white-bearded old man smiled, raised his head and poured another sip of wine: "It's finally enlightened!" Alas! The teacher said a hundred times, but if the beauty smiled, regretted it! Repentance......"
Fang Qing stood in the sunlight, out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the corner of the white clothes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was even deeper.
Yueyang Peak, Yiyuan.
"Sister Yue'er, the secret realm of Zhushan is open, and Jian Xin wants to explore it, I don't know if I can go along?"
"Senior sister, senior brother and foolish sister plan to go to Zhushan, I don't know if my junior sister has a plan, and I hope to tell you.
Qingyue watched the two paper cranes, one white and one red, turn into gray smoke in a circle, slowly dissipating into the air, and her face was a little tangled. It seems that since he came to Tianyin Pavilion and became a senior sister with Fang Qing, he has been estranged from Fang Jianxin a lot, and he can't get close to Fang Qing. Sandwiched between the two unconscious sisters of the Fang family, they are in a dilemma.
"Second brother, will the eldest sister and the second sister also go? Shall I go with them? "The Zhushan Secret Realm allows Qi refining stage disciples and foundation building stage disciples to enter, and Tianyin Pavilion has a quota of three hundred people. In order to find out the situation, the sect decided that 200 disciples from the foundation building stage would bring 100 disciples from the Qi refining stage to enter. Among the disciples in the Qi refining period, half of the outer disciples and half of the inner disciples were disciples. Outer disciples are selected according to their cultivation and contribution points, with those with high cultivation being given priority, and those with the same cultivation being given priority with high contribution points. Contribution points are the rewards that disciples in the sect get when they complete the tasks of the sect, and the disciples in the sect can exchange them for magic weapons, pills, and exercises. Because the number of disciples in the Qi Refining Period of the Inner Gate is small, the principle of voluntariness is adopted, and anyone who has cultivated to reach the late stage of the Qi Refining Period can go to the Deacon Hall to register.
The disciples in the foundation building period are recommended by the masters of each peak.
"Qing Lian and Qing Yi will definitely go, but the person who attacked you last time is likely to be someone from Yaohua Palace, you have to be extra careful!"
"That man's swordsmanship is not weaker than mine, and when he fights me, he doesn't have a murderous aura on his body, and he doesn't seem to be doing his best. It's like, testing something. Qingyue thought for a moment and said. Since they left a transmission array on themselves, that sneak attack was very much like scaring the snake, so that they could listen to the truth and reality. After all, in their opinion, if Ye Qingchen really knew Lin Shiyin's identity, it would be easy to associate this move with them and see it as a provocation or a threat. Next, there must be something to arrange. In this way, the information they get is more useful.
"The Shangguan family has scruples, and now they don't dare to touch you, not only that, but they also have to protect you. I'm worried about people who want to fish in troubled waters! Ye Qingchen said.
Qing Yue's brows jumped, and she suddenly remembered the peachy conversation she heard through the transmission array that day: "Second brother, you went to catch the rapist!" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said, children in the cultivation realm have always been precocious, but if a six-year-old child even understands this, it will be too abnormal. Quickly covered his mouth, I really wanted to swallow my tongue back!
Ye Qingchen was stunned, and then a little annoyed: "Qingyue, what have you learned in the mortal world?" Even 'catching rape' knows, huh? Ye Qingchen's voice was a little dangerous, what kind of person was it that taught Yue'er these messy things!
"Huh...... I've heard that, huh...... That kind of voice, Sister Keyun said, it was a couple who had become relatives and wanted to have children...... Well, don't let me talk nonsense. Qingyue let go of her hand in embarrassment, and said Ai Ai. His heart was relieved, and he silently apologized to Ke Yun, who had carried the black pot for no reason, and hoped that Ye Ergongzi would have a lot of adults and not be angry. Anyway, it is impossible for Ye Qingchen to verify this kind of thing.
"Second brother, is Duanmu Ya's real surname Duanmu? It should be, right? Her appearance is somewhat similar to Miss Lin. Qing Yue looked at him left and right, avoiding awkward topics.
"There are indeed some secret techniques in the cultivation realm that can screen bloodlines, but most of them can only determine whether the bloodlines are close or not. The Duanmu family and the Shangguan family have been in-laws for many generations, and whether they are similar or not does not mean anything. Unless the Duanmu family has any special means, otherwise, this problem is simply unclear. Like, you and Ye Xiao are probably going to be brothers and sisters for the rest of your life. Ye Qingchen explained, with some pity in his tone, Ye Xinlan's matter could not be made public at all.
"We are brother and sister! Although, neither the father nor the mother. Yue'er, I just want my mother to be good! Qingyue smiled reluctantly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.
"One more thing, be sure to remember, be careful of Fang Jianyun! The farther away from him, the better, you know? Ye Qingchen looked at Qingyue's eyes and said word by word.
Qingyue was a little dazed: "He's not me...... Mother, no, my aunt barely mentioned him to me...... Isn't he the only son of his aunt? ”
"Yue'er, promise me to stay away from him, okay?" Ye Qingchen stared intently into Qingyue's eyes and said word by word. In the voice, it was quietly blessed with some puppet techniques in the Heavenly Demon Voice. In this way, when she meets Fang Jianyun, she will unconsciously want to stay farther away, farther away. This is somewhat similar to the psychological suggestion of modern hypnosis.
Heavenly Demon Meiyin is a secret technique that controls people's minds with sound, and it can be performed by immortal cultivators and demon cultivators, and it cannot be regarded as a demon gate exercise. Usually through the sound of music, it confuses people's minds, cultivates to a high depth, and can even kill people invisibly. And like Ye Qingchen, who blends into his voice at will, sending and receiving at will, is extremely profound!
Qing Yue stared at those eyes in a daze, only to feel that at this moment, those deep eyes were full of her own shadow, "Well, Yue'er will stay away from him!" ”
Ye Qingchen reined in the exercises without a trace, and told Qingyue a few more words.
It was the wax moon, and outside the door, the sky was still fine in the morning, but I don't know when, it became gloomy. There are snowflakes fluttering and falling, like poplar flowers fluttering lightly, and catkins returning to the wind.
The first snow of the year is finally here!