Chapter Seventy-One: Perception

After his meridians recovered some internal strength, Feiyang slowly got up, but he was humming a little song in his mouth, and walked into the palace gate of Blazing Valley with a relaxed face, but he was blocked by a blue-haired man who stretched out his arm to block the way, Feiyang raised his eyebrows and saw that it was his senior brother, the eldest disciple under the seat of the Elder of the Casting God smiled strictly. I saw Yan Xiao with a cold face, staring straight at him.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" The corners of Feiyang's mouth were raised, but he came to Yan Xiao with a smile on his face.

"Master said that you should not get too close to ordinary people, they are pedantic and stubborn, and they cannot control their desires, and approaching them meaninglessly will only lead to depravity. I hope that the junior brother knows it. ”

"Senior brother, don't you think that they are flesh and blood, spiritual, and characterful, although they can't get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death in heaven and earth, but isn't that what a person's life should be? There are all tastes of ups and downs, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, so why do we aliens have to be subject to all kinds of restrictions? So, they have a special attraction to me," Feiyang said, but his eyes followed the direction of Begonia's departure for a few times, and then he turned his head, and seeing that Yan Xiao was silent, he gently patted Yan Xiao's shoulder, and continued

"Senior brother, try to contact them, believe me, that's right, I'm leaving" The corners of Feiyang's mouth curled, and his mischievous figure flashed in front of Yan Xiao, and then disappeared in place, but he left a sentence that made Yan Xiao's eyes change several times.

"Senior brother, Senior Sister Yuelin has been getting very close to that Bai Yu recently."

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Qin Wei slowly opened his eyes, and saw that there was another person in his room, but it was Qingyun, who had already fallen asleep on the table with his arm sitting, Qin Wei took a coat for Qingyun to drape on his body, and then pushed the door out, the sky outside the door was blooming, and the faint morning light was staining the sky, Qin Wei raised his hands, clenched his fists, and then looked around, everything in front of him was so familiar, but there were some strangeness, as if there was something missing, but there seemed to be something more indescribable, Qin Wei looked around, suddenly, saw a corner of the wall, There was a faint thing reflecting a little fluorescence, Qin Wei immediately walked over, leaned down, and took a closer look, but it was an inconspicuous grass, this kind of grass can be seen everywhere in the Central Plains, I saw that it was dry all around, but a delicate sharp bud still stubbornly emerged in the middle, a little crystal dew picked up at the tip of the bud, Qin Wei couldn't help but touch it lightly with his fingers, and the slightly cool dew immediately stained Qin Wei's fingertips,

"Born as a mustard, in such a delicate masonry, you can still grow so tenaciously, tell me, you can neither become a towering tree, nor can you bloom brilliant summer flowers, why do you have to work so hard?"

Qin Wei was silent, holding the drop of dew on his fingertips tightly in the palm of his hand, and then closed his eyes and stood for a long time, as if listening to the answer of this grass, but only the breeze rippled, gently brushing around Qin Wei's body, and beyond that, there was endless silence.

"Is this the meaning of your existence" Qin Wei said to himself, as if something was answering him, after a long time, the sky broke, a round of red sun slowly rose, Qin Wei's hair seemed to be dyed with a little dew, suddenly, Qin Wei patted his head gently, and said to himself in surprise: "How do you feel that something is wrong, how can the things you have seen always linger in front of you, what's going on..."

Qin Wei was wondering, but Qingyun walked out of the house, with a tired and sad face, seeing Qin Wei wake up, his heart was full of surprise, but after a moment, the sadness came to his heart again, Qin Wei couldn't help asking: "Qingyun, why have you been depressed?" ”

Qingyun smiled bitterly, stood in front of the house with Qin Wei, looked at the rising sun in the distance, and said slowly: "Qin Gongzi doesn't know, I made a mistake at the beginning, and was punished to go to the Xuanxu Tomb to practice with crimes, and now although I have been exempted from responsibility, but when I returned to Tianquan Pavilion yesterday, none of the disciples did not sneer at me, and the pavilion master also looked at me coldly, I hope that Gongzi will not be surprised. ”

"Where, if you don't dislike it, then rest in my house for a few more days" Although Qin Wei didn't understand what mistake Qingyun made, but hearing him say this, he knew that this mistake was not small, but with Qingyun's person, he didn't look like a person who did anything bad. Qin Weiwu thought to himself, so he had to reply like this, and the two of them were silent, standing in front of the house, quietly bathing in the warm morning sunshine.

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On the same day, Chuan Bao led the two of them back to the Wuji Palace, after asking the reason, considering that Qingyun had a heart of remorse, Taiqingzi ordered someone to assign Qingyun to the outer gate of the Blazing Flame Valley, Yuheng Pavilion, which was very unexpected for Qingyun, because he didn't know anything about casting and smelting metallurgy, let alone forging weapons, however, since the head of the house ordered, Qingyun had to obey, after the head of the order was issued, when even a disciple of the Blazing Valley came, he led Qingyun to the Yuheng Pavilion.

After Qingyun left, Tai Qingzi asked Qin Wei again: "Now that Haitang is already a disciple of the Heavenly Mandate Inner Sect, you can choose one of the peaks as your place to practice" However, Qin Wei said something that surprised the elders present.

"Master, the disciple is brave and wants to enter the Eight Desolation Pavilion to read"

"Into the Eight Desolation Pavilion? There are countless rare and exotic books in my Eight Desolation Pavilion, how can I let an ordinary person come in and out at will" After listening to Qin Wei's words, Elder Qingxu on the side rebuked Qin Wei violently.

Tai Qingzi waved his hand slightly at Qing Xu, signaling him not to say much, and then said, "Qin Wei, the Eight Desolation Pavilion is a place to store all kinds of books, if you want to learn martial arts, you can directly report to Elder Qing Xu and transfer it out for you, after all, my Immortal Palace disciples, only the disciples and elders who have made great contributions can enter the Guanzhi, and you are new to the palace, you should not have entered the pavilion, but now that you have spent many days in the Xuanxu Tomb, you should have a unique understanding with the begonia, since you made this request, there must be a reason, then I will make an exception." , you are allowed to enter the first floor of the Eight Desolation Pavilion for an hour, as for how much you can see, it depends on your creation. ”

"Thank you, Master!"

"Qingxu, take him there"

"There are a total of 3,000 ancient books on the first floor, but most of them are books on medicinal medicine, Taoist secret classics and the like, you can read as much as you want, remember, wait for me here on time in an hour!" Qing Xu said angrily, then turned around and walked out of the Eight Desolation Pavilion, locking the bronze door heavily.

"Elder Xie..." Although Qing Xu had already walked away, Qin Wei still respectfully bowed to the bronze door, and then looked at the pavilion...