The quicksand fairy took a deep look at his beloved apprentice, and suddenly sighed and said: "You have been smart since you were a child, and you are a very rare good seedling, or you will step into the ranks of grandmasters in many years."

However...... There are some things that you can't touch, and once you get into it, even if you can quit, it will have a great impact on your mind, and it will be difficult to achieve great things. ”

Fairy Yuntang was silent.

The quicksand fairy pointed to the beautiful valley at his feet and said: "As the teacher knows, people's hearts are rebellious, if I try my best to stop you, it may only backfire, everything has to be figured out and thought through by yourself."

I can only tell you that the valley master and I are both old, and it is up to you to decide whether the Valley of Flowers can continue in this troubled world. ”

Yuntang Fairy pondered for a long time, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't say it.

The quicksand fairy suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "You saw your uncle when you merged with the state, right?" ”

Fairy Yuntang was stunned, and she didn't know why the master suddenly asked about it, so she nodded and said, "Well, the apprentice has seen Uncle Shi." ”

"DID YOU KNOW... Why has your uncle never returned to the Valley of Flowers in the past few decades? ”

Yuntang Fairy was stunned and shook her head, she had always wondered about this, Pang He was the junior disciple of the quicksand fairy, and it stands to reason that he had a very high rank in the valley, but these people who came to Pang He had never returned to the Valley of Flowers, and even the disciples in the valley rarely talked about this person.

The quicksand fairy looked up at the distance and said indifferently: "Because he has feelings for me..."

Fairy Yuntang was shocked when she heard this, and looked at her master with some incredulity.

"Pang He and I grew up together in the valley since childhood, and it is inevitable that we will move our hearts when we get along day and night." The quicksand fairy recalled that past and shook his head helplessly: "You don't have to look at Pang He is fat and ugly now, he was the most handsome boy in the valley when he was young, and his martial arts qualifications are no worse than mine, even worse." ”

"But then... The things that he had done to me were known to our master, and the master could not, so he could only abolish his martial arts, demote him to an outer disciple, and be forbidden to enter the valley for the rest of his life..."

When he said this, a trace of guilt flashed in the quicksand fairy's eyes, but he still looked at the clear sky and shook his head, "Since then, he and I haven't seen each other again, perhaps, this is the best result." ”

"Master..."Fairy Yuntang was stunned in her heart, but she didn't know that the master, who had always been as cold as snow, had such a past.

"Disciple, love words are demons in the heart, they can devour people's hearts, they can enchant people's souls, and they can't be touched..."

The quicksand fairy said these words earnestly, sighed softly and turned to leave.

"Master!" Yuntang Fairy suddenly spoke: "You... Have you ever touched your uncle's heart? “

Fairy Yuntang didn't know where she got the courage to ask these words, and she was ready to meet the master's reprimand.

However, the quicksand fairy did not look back, and stopped and stood still.

After a long time, the voice of the quicksand fairy came: "It doesn't matter if he has touched his mortal heart or not, because the result is that he will never be able to return to the Valley of Flowers, and I... became a flower saint. “

After saying this, the quicksand fairy walked straight down the altar.

Yuntang Fairy looked at the back of her master's departure, the bitterness in her heart was hard to find, and unconsciously, two drops of crystal appeared in those beautiful eyes.

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"Ask what the world is like, only let people promise life and death."

Yang Yi sat in the pavilion on the top of the Qingchen Temple, smelled the fragrant bamboo leaves in the cup, and sighed lightly.

In addition to Yang Yi, there were two people sitting in the pavilion, but they were two monks.

However, the two monks are obviously a little different, one is bald on the top of his head, dressed in a simple yellow robe, with his hands folded and his eyes slightly closed, looking like a natural Buddha. The other "monk" wore a crowned hat on his head, a fiery red monk's robe draped over his shoulders, and his eyes under the thick eyebrows were bright, but he didn't look like a monk in the Central Plains, but like a lama in Yang Yi's memory in his previous life.

"Amitabha, Yang Shizhu has such a perception of love at a young age, and the poor monk admires it." The yellow-clothed Central Plains monk said a Buddha horn like Yang Yi and said.

Yang Yi put down the tea and said humbly: "Master Dejing has praised it falsely, Yang Yi's knowledge is shallow, and he can fiddle with words, but his perception is still far away. ”

The Central Plains monk Fa Jing is the presiding master of Qingchen Temple, and he is also a famous monk in Shu.

"When the little monk was in the Xishen Kingdom, he heard that there was a talented virtuous king in Daguang Shu, and when I saw it today, His Royal Highness the King of Shu was full of energy, and he was really an extraordinary person."

It was the red-clothed monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes who spoke.

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Master Basang has said it, Yang Yi is just a layman, and he can't afford to be called a virtuous king. “

The red-clothed monk is called Basang Zen Master, is a senior monk of Buddhism in the Western Regions, it is said that he came all the way from the West Shen Kingdom to Shuzhong to seek advice and reason, and temporarily lived in Qingchen Temple.

Yang Yi personally came to Qingchen Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, Master Dejing personally greeted him, invited Yang Yi to go up the mountain to drink tea, and called the distinguished guest Basang Zen Master to accompany him.

After the tea, Zen Master Nabasang suddenly asked Yang Yi what his opinion was on the word "love", and Yang Yi said the phrase that was basically known to everyone in his previous life.

Zen Master Basang gave another Buddhist salute to Yang Yi and said, "Although His Royal Highness expresses the bitterness of love in one sentence, the little monk feels that there is a slight flaw. “

"Oh? I also hope that the mage will give me advice. Yang Yi wondered.

"The little monk doesn't dare." Basang bowed his hands together and continued: "Love is a way, drawn from all things, although the love between men and women is heavy, it is only one or two of thousands of feelings between heaven and earth. Fathers and sons have the affection of father and son, brother and elder brother have brotherly affection, friends and neighbors have acquaintance, and country and state have the affection of belonging. ”

After a pause, Basang pointed to the teacup on the stone table and said with a smile: "The little monk and Senior Brother Dejing, although they have known His Royal Highness the King of Shu for a short time, they also have a cup of tea. These friendships are all human ethics, and the principles of the Tao are also indispensable. ”

Master Dejing nodded when he heard this, and Yang Yi also clasped his hands and said: "Zen Master Basang has a deep understanding of Buddhism, and Yang Yi is not as good as him." ”

Basang bowed his hands to show humility, and made a gesture to Yang Yi to invite tea.

The three of them drank another cup of tea, Basang put down the teacup, glanced at Master Dejing, who was not speaking on the side, and said to Yang Yi after a pause: "Your Highness, I really don't hide it, the little monk came to Shuzhong this time for a love word." “

Yang Yi paused for a moment with the teacup in his hand, his heart was bright, and he said secretly: "The main topic is here." “

Since the two monks invited him to drink tea in this tea pavilion, Yang Yi knew that the two of them must have something to do with themselves.

However, Yang Yi naturally didn't explain, so he pretended to be shocked and said, "What is the relationship of the mage?" Could it be..."

Yang Yi stiffly said the second half of the sentence: "Are you taking a fancy to the beautiful master in which nunnery in my Shuzhong?" "Choked up.

PS: I can only change one chapter today, because I went back to my hometown for the New Year today, and I can only use my mobile phone code. Recently, the updates may not be very stable, I will have time to code words, try to keep changing. In addition, I wish you all a good year, Wishing you prosperity!