Chapter Fifty-Nine: Born from the Heart
An Zhen is petite, her pretty face is only the size of a palm, her pink and crystalline skin is tinged with a faint crimson, and the appearance of a sighing little adult makes people feel distressed when they look at it.
At this moment, seeing her holding her little face with both hands, her facial features were also squeezed into a little deformed, but He Junxian couldn't help but laugh softly: "Of course, cultivation is not everything, the relationship between the monk's appearance and heart is actually the most close." ”
"Heart" An Zhen finally let go of his face, no longer ravaged, only put his hands on his chest, and spread it out again: "But the heart is this thing, isn't it a little unpredictable?" ”
"The so-called mind is a kind of control over the years of cultivation. This kind of control of the mind is even more important than cultivation. Since he was twenty years old, he has been in contact with Xiandao, and Junxian has different feelings from other local descendants of Xuanzhou, and his thinking is much more mature and rational: "Zhen'er, you look at Shizun, he is already a thousand years old, but he doesn't look old. But if you carefully understand it, in the eyes of the master, the meaning of vicissitudes and wisdom is impossible for people in their thirties to have. Besides, I myself, for fifteen years, I have been focusing on the Dan Dao, and my state of mind is as calm as water, and I have not been affected by any trivial things in the outside world, so my mind is more pure than when I was in the mortal world, and my appearance has changed accordingly, and I am much younger than before I cultivated. So you can't generalize! ”
"If you can keep your mind pure and clean, then you can stay young forever?" An Zhen's eyes rolled: "Then tell me, what about this person?" ”
Unable to hide his curiosity, An Zhen raised his head again, and his eyes seemed to be still attached to the crane that had gone away.
He Junxian shrugged his shoulders: "Of course, there is another situation, that is, if you have cultivated for more than three thousand years and achieved the three grades of Taishang Zhenren, you can master the change of appearance and not show your true face." For example, the lord of Xuanzhou, Xianbo Zhengong, in order to convince people, I heard that they all appeared in a dignified middle-aged appearance, if they looked too young, it would make people feel a little rash. But in fact, whether it is Xian Bo Zhengong's cultivation or realm, it should be not far from the appearance of the master. So, I guess, that Tilting Moon is either really only fourteen or fifteen years old, or he is an immortal with a successful cultivation status and even surpasses that of Immortal Bo Zhengong. ”
"It's unlikely that Tilting Moon is more than three thousand years old, right?" Anzhen couldn't believe it.
He Junxian smiled: "How is it impossible." As far as I know, some fairies have been cultivating for more than a thousand years, and they look like girls. By the way, you've also seen the Haoyue Fairy, but they are five-grade spirit fairies, at least over 1,500 years old, but do you look old? ”
"Don't you see that I call her sister, the Haoyue Fairy looks like she is in her early twenties at most!" An Zhen was a little discouraged, it seemed that he could not know the true age of an immortal cultivator or immortal just by his appearance.
But age is very important, at least it represents a person's years of cultivation, and it is linked to his cultivation.
"If Tianyue is really a senior who has achieved cultivation, Tianxuanzi's attitude towards him is so respectful, and there will be an explanation." He Junxian seemed to be persuaded by himself, and added this sentence.
An Zhen listened to it for a long time, a little discouraged, and didn't know why, he was always a little curious about the young man named Tilting Moon, and only muttered: "I don't know if I can see this person again in a month from the ice ruins?" ”
"Don't say whether you can make the trip" He Junxian saw An Zhen open his mouth and closed his mouth and did not leave the person "Tilting Moon", and Junxian couldn't help but laugh: "You'er, did you move your mortal heart?" ”
"I don't have a heart, but I have a lot of curiosity!" An Zhen pursed his lips, hearing that He Junxian was laughing at him, he raised his eyebrows: "Besides, am I just a mortal, what's so funny about moving my mortal heart." ”
He Junxian heard An Zhen's self-deprecation, but suddenly said with a straight face: "Speaking of which, although you have never cultivated Tuna, from your appearance to your physique, you have already escaped the realm of mortals. But this trip is to the secret realm of ice ruins, I'm afraid it can't be hasty. Let's go back and find the master together first, listen to what he arranges, you must not make any claims, okay? ”
An Zhen was not worried at all that he would not be able to make the trip, and looked sideways at the snow toad on his shoulder: "Okay, I have confidence in myself, even if you all think I can't do it, I can prove to you that I have the ability to protect myself." ”
The snow toad also hissed, as if in response to something.
The topic did not continue, and silence returned between Junxian and Anzhen, only the sound of the wind sounded, but it could not penetrate the flying boat
Qisheng Courtyard is located at the highest point of the Sanxuan Palace, in addition to the courtyard used for living, there is also a pavilion built on a raised mountain stone, you can look at the sunset in the distance, called Guanxi, but it is straightforward and concise.
An Qisheng has nothing to do, and likes to meditate in the pavilion of the sunset, watching the sunset alone, until the night comes, when the sky is full of stars, he will return to the house and continue to meditate and practice.
At this moment, the sunset has not arrived, but a dark cloud has covered the sky, and it seems that the sunset scenery can no longer be enjoyed today, which makes De'an Jisheng a little disappointed.
It wasn't until An Qi's soft and crisp voice came from his ears that An Qisheng smiled.
"Uncle Ann, are you there? Brother Junxian and I came in! ”
Coming directly to the Guanxi Pavilion with a familiar car, An Zhen shouted, and then smiled and climbed up, only to see the lilac skirt slightly raised in the wind, like a small purple flower in full bloom.
He Junxian followed behind him, seeing that the path that spread to the Guanxi Pavilion was quite steep, and quietly pinched a trick, covering the petite figure in front of him in a translucent shield, which showed his care and love.
"I'm here."
An Qisheng smiled and looked at the two figures under the stairs, especially when he saw He Junxian taking care of An Zhen carefully, nodded silently, and said loudly: "How is it, Ziyang Palace is still lively today, right?" ”
"It's so lively!"
An Zhen said, he had reached the railing of the Guanxi Pavilion, stretched out his hand to grasp the railing, jumped up lightly, and then ran up two steps, and came to An Qisheng's side: "Uncle, Ziyang Zhenren wants to choose a son-in-law for Sister Yun Ying, after a month of agreement, those who are interested will go to the secret realm of the Ice Ruins, whoever can get a thousand-year-old ice pith as soon as possible, can consider marrying Sister Yun Ying to him!" ”
Hearing An Zhen's words, An Qisheng's expression was a little surprised, and his eyes fell on He Junxian, who was standing behind: "Junxian, do you intend to fight?" ”
Although He Junxian didn't know how An Qisheng would know his thoughts, he still arched his hand and said, "Please also ask the master to fulfill it." ”
"Then you can go." An Qisheng didn't have any obstacles, but also didn't have any words of encouragement, he seemed to be very calm, and his deep eyes didn't reveal too much emotion.