Yan Li hugged Yan Ziyue all night sleeplessly, and in addition to being reluctant, he actually felt that he was really not suitable for the court, but he felt that the leisure time in the temple was more comfortable. He was entangled, knowing that after Yan Moyu left, there would be no possibility of leisure, not to mention for the sake of Huofeng, for the survival of Heding, just for the sake of the villain in front of him, for the promise to Yan Moyu, he had to choose to stand on the cusp.

When the early morning glow reflected the blue tiles and white walls of the courtyard, Zhan Li watched Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu chase them all the way out of the courtyard, sighed lightly, and instructed Yun to pack up.

In the Zen courtyard of Master Wuliang, Zhan Li and Master Wuliang sat opposite each other and drank tea.

"High priest, but there is a decision"?

"Immeasurable master, but the most knowledgeable heart."

"Hehe... The high priest, but complimenting the poor monks".

Zhan Li frowned, looked at Master Wuliang, and saw that he was as calm as water, natural and natural, but he seemed a little narrow-minded.

"High priest, don't be obsessed too deeply."

"What do you mean by that"?

"High priest, don't you already have the answer when you come to find the poor monk, besides, it's only five years, and the poor monk will definitely not waste the princess's studies."

"Master... I...", Yu Li felt that he really couldn't say anything at this time.

"High priest, you can come to this temple at any time to stay for a few days, and the poor monks are supremely welcome."

"Master Xie...", Zhan Li drank the tea in his arms and said: "Master, can you point out one or two"?

"High priest, what, but it doesn't hurt to say"?

"How do you have peace of mind"?

"Hahaha...", Master Wuliang filled the teacup of Zhan Li and asked, "High Priest, when your heart is at peace, your life is especially lost, why bother"?

"This...", he couldn't answer for a while, and said after a moment of silence: "The master can have peace of mind"?

When Master Wuliang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a deep smile: "The poor monk does not seek peace of mind, but he seeks no regrets."

"I don't want peace of mind, but I don't have any regrets..."

"Master Xie... Leave to say goodbye", he got up and folded his thanks, and turned to leave.

"Hmm..", Master Wuliang continued to sip his tea, smiling as he flipped through a scripture with one hand.

At lunchtime, Meng Niang and Yun prepared a table of delicious food early.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yue'er, they haven't come back yet"? Zhan Li walked out in a white gauze suit.

"High priest, it should be soon", Meng Niang looked at the entrance of the courtyard while serving the rice.

"Yes, but it's all packed"?

"Lak, it's already packed".

"Meng Niang..."Yan Li glanced at Meng Niang.

"High Priest, you command", Meng Niang put the bowl of rice on the table and looked at Zhan Li.

"You just stay and take care of Xiao Yue'er and them, you don't have to go back with us."

"Yes...", Meng Niang smiled when she heard this, and she thought so in her heart, if she didn't mention it, she would take the initiative to ask to stay.

"Nangong pardon, you stop for me", Yan Ziyue's voice came from afar.

Nangong Yu took the lead in running back, rushed to the table and sat down to eat, but was stunned by Meng Niang's eyes.

Nangong Yu smiled, and ran to wash his hands.

Yan Ziyue's little face was flushed, and I ran back, grinning at Yan Li and Meng Niang, but chased after me.

After a while, the two children came over talking and laughing, sat down in a proper manner, said hello first, and then moved the chopsticks.

After lunch, Yan Li told Yan Ziyue that she would stay in the temple for five years, seeing that Yan Ziyue didn't cry or make trouble, she nodded calmly like water, and suddenly felt a sense of loss, but it was not easy to show it, just continued to explain such and such things.

Just after noon, Zhan Li and Yun left the courtyard, and Meng Niang, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu followed closely behind to see them off.

Zhan Li turned his head and smiled gently, looked at Yan Ziyue, there was an indescribable parting feeling in his eyes, he was endured by Yan Li, turned around and was about to leave, but his legs were hugged by a lot of force, and when he looked down, he bumped into Yan Ziyue with his head up, his starry eyes blinking, and a pair of small hands were pulling the corners of his clothes hard. Yan Li was moved for a while, with a hidden pain in his heart, he reached out to pick up Yan Ziyue, hugged her tightly into his arms, stroked the back of her head with one hand, and murmured: "Xiao Yue'er, Xiao Yue'er...".

Yan Ziyue closed her eyes and drooped on her shoulders, letting him call, silently, thinking of this person who treated her dearest in another world, and suddenly became reluctant.

The figures of one big and one small stood for about a cup of tea, and the people around them had long been ignored.

"High Priest—" Yun reminded softly, but was ignored.

"Hmph... It's been a long time...", Nangong Yu looked angry and complained loudly.

Meng Niang pulled Nangong Yu to her side, but she didn't pull Nangong Yu, but when she saw Nangong Yu, a resentful expression accumulated on her face.

Yan Ziyue glared at Nangong Pardon with one eye, and then slowly stood up and said, "Father-in-law, remember to come and see Yue'er."

"Well, it will," he replied with a nod in his eyes.

The two said a few more words, and then Yan Ziyue let Yan Ziyue down, shook Yan Ziyue's little hands and said: "Xiao Yue'er, learn to take care of yourself, don't forget your homework, and when I come to see you next time, I will test you well."

"Got it...", Yan Ziyue replied confidently.

"Meng Niang, Xiao Yue'er will be handed over to you, there must be no mistakes", Yu Li slowly stood up and looked at Meng Niang.

"Yes, high priest rest assured", Meng Niang pulled Yan Ziyue to her side and put one hand on her little shoulder.

"Xiao Yue'er, I'm leaving...".

"Well, father-in-law, goodbye", Yan Ziyue waved her little hand goodbye.

After turning around, he hurried down the mountain without looking back, for fear that he would not be able to give up when he turned around. Yun saw it, and trotted all the way to keep up, so tired that he was out of breath.

After leaving, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu devoted themselves more to penance, and their daily tasks were completed better and better, but there was still a little gap from the set goal.

In the blink of an eye, spring goes to autumn, winter passes to the summer solstice, a few years are like yesterday, Yan Ziyue has learned the sixth volume of the mind under the training of the immeasurable master, listening to the distance and the view is already perfect, as long as you concentrate your will you can get it as you like, light work is a small achievement, a small figure can stand on the top of the mountain in the treetops, looking at the phoenix from afar, let the breeze disturb the ink hair, curly clothes.

"Yue'er, you come down", Nangong Yu stood under the tree and looked up at the woman in the light blue dress in front of her.

Yan Ziyue lowered her head a little and caught a glimpse of Nangong Yu, who was getting longer and more handsome, with sharp facial features, clear eyes, thin lips and vermilion, and a warm and jade-like temperament, which always made people feel intimate unconsciously.

"What's the matter"? Yan Ziyue is now more and more determined, and she can better control her emotions.

"You come down first".

"Don't say it", Yan Ziyue retracted her gaze and looked into the distance.

Nangong Yu saw that Yan Ziyue didn't want to come down, so she had to fly down to the treetops beside her, took out two safflower eggs and stuffed them into her hands and said, "Here you go."

"Where did you get it"? Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong Yu with suspicious eyes.

"Don't worry about it", Nangong pardoned her face and didn't look at her.

"Say it or not, don't say I don't want it", Yan Ziyue said and was about to stuff it back to Nangong for pardon.

Nangong Yu glanced at Yan Ziyue, thinking that this girl was really stubborn, so she had to say it as it was.

"It's ready to eat."

"Well, here you go".

"I've eaten it".

"Hmm... Lying", Yan Ziyue's eyes narrowed, as if she had seen through Nangong pardon.

"Okay", Nangong Yu had no choice but to take one and put it aside to eat.

"It's delicious", Yan Ziyue seemed to be saying to Nangong Pardon, but it didn't seem to be.

But Nangong Yu only said it to himself, and hurriedly replied: "Tomorrow I will chop wood for the master, and I will change two more."

"Don't do it...", Yan Ziyue turned around and jumped down, standing on her tiptoes lightly and steadily.

"Why", Nangong Yu jumped down and landed beside Yan Ziyue.

"There's something delicious today."

"How do you know".

"Hehe, someone sent it."

"You mean, haha, let's go, I'm not in a hurry, who is it"?

"Your mother".

"Really"?

"Of course".

"Let's go..."Nangong Yu pulled Yan Ziyue and ran out for a long time.

In the courtyard, the two waited for a while, and sure enough, they saw Xuanjing leading Mrs. Wei and others in. Nangong Yu ran over as soon as possible, hugged Mrs. Wei's waist, and shouted: "Mother."

"Yu'er, I haven't seen you for half a year and you've grown taller again", Mrs. Wei touched Nangong Yu's little face, how to look at it and how she liked it, she already saw a little bit of Nangong Yuan's fortitude between her eyebrows, but after a closer look, she was quite a woman's show, and she also had her own charm.

The two of them entered the house for a good chat, and the conversation was half an hour, and they called for lunch several times before they came out unhurriedly.

After lunch, Mrs. Wei asked Nangong to talk a lot, Yan Ziyue felt really tired, so she took some tea fruits out of the courtyard to reward the senior brothers in the martial arts training field.

Nangong pardoned Mrs. Wei out of the temple and immediately returned to the martial arts training ground, but she was severely trained by several masters, and she only said in her heart that she had made Yan Ziyue miserable, and she didn't know what she said. Fortunately, Nangong Yu has long been well-trained, and ordinary moves can be resolved lightly, and no matter how difficult it is, it should be a new trial.

At sunset, in the courtyard, as soon as the two children met, they chased after each other, and Meng Niang took a lot of effort to calm down.

The years are quiet, carefree, the moon is full and half, the moon is half full, and the moon is full.

Master Wuliang saw that Yan Ziyue's comprehension was very good, and her control of the Heart Sutra was also a little hot, and the fit between her soul and body was getting higher and higher.

Five years of cultivation is indeed a big harvest for Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yuan, and the relationship between the two has become deeper and deeper.

For Zhan Li, who is far away in Fengdu, these five years are enough time to turn the originally somewhat unstable youth into wisdom. Above the court, the high priest and the Marquis of Xinshang is not what it used to be, and he has his own power in Huofeng, which is no longer an existence that the Marquis of Qi can control, and for Prime Minister Bai Lu and General Hou Nangong Yuan, they are all positions that can be divided into courts. Time flies, the princesses grow up, and the Manchu officials call the Marquis of Qi the royal father, and the honorific title of Zhan Li is the second father.

Zhan Li is sad every day in Fengdu, only every time I come to the Temple of the Dead to live the happiest days, one comes to have the company of Yan Ziyue, I feel warm, and the second is the quiet of the Temple of the Dead Temple, which makes people comfortable.