Chapter Forty-Six: The Bloodshot Array

Qing Zhantian and Qing Xiaoyun were shocked, and they couldn't take care of the army's preparation, so they turned over and dismounted.

Qing Zhantian took three steps and two steps to meet him, looking at Qing Yuxuan, who was covered in clear rain, his voice was actually a little trembling, "Yuxuan?!" ”

Qing Yuxuan looked at the old man in front of him who was suddenly overly surprised, obviously coming out of despair, the deep wrinkles on his face contained a deep concern, the kind of ecstasy that was lost and recovered, his fingers trembled a little, and in a pair of old eyes, his eyes were red with excitement! Qing Yuxuan's heart trembled violently......

"Are you alright? It's okay, it's okay...... it's okay," the old man couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence or asked knowingly, and then replied in general......

Qing Yuxuan's heart was sour again, while the whole family indulged and doted on her, why wasn't it full of hope for her? I hope she can revive the Qing family, and I hope she can have a safe second half of her life......

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"Ancestor, did something happen just now? Why is the murderous and bloody spirit of the Qing family so heavy? Qing Yuxuan frowned, looking at the old ancestor in front of him who was facing the wind jade tree, and his gestures were all breezy and the bright moon was blooming, and he finally asked......

This is the second time that Qing Yuxuan has entered Tsinghua Garden, and it is also the first time to seriously look at Qing Jiaren's residence.

In the courtyard, there are three thatched huts, the wooden door is open, on the stone steps in front of the door, the crevices are covered with moss, a large bluestone on the left, covered with moss, and a large vat on the right, which is filled with rainwater, I don't know how many years have not been cleaned, the inside of the vat has become dark green, and small red insects are rolling in it......

Qing Yuxuan stepped in, it was full of the fragrance of plants and trees, it was very clean, there was a bed, a table, and a chair in the room.

Obviously, the ancestors did not have the habit of entertaining guests here.

Here, it's just his own world.

On the side wall, an ancient painting is hanging quietly, on which a bright and bright-eyed girl with beautiful eyes and beautiful flowers silently looks at everything in this thatched house.

Qing Yuxuan was stunned, this person is almost nine layers similar to her appearance, and there is another layer that Qing Yuxuan has not grown up yet, and her facial features have not yet grown, but this is enough to shock Qing Yuxuan......

Dressed in green clothes, she was standing quietly in front of the painting, silently looking at the person in the painting.

His back was to Qing Yuxuan, the statue was generally motionless, and his back revealed infinite desolation and gloom, lonely and lonely.

It seemed to be a long time before a sigh was heard.

Qing Yuxuan wondered in her heart, what the hell is going on? I just asked my grandmother and mother, but I didn't say anything, I was nominated by my ancestors, and when I got here, I didn't speak......

"Yuxuan, do you know that before you, no Qing family member has ever stepped into this courtyard?" Standing in front of the painting, she seemed to sigh and say a word.

When Qing Yuxuan first entered the Qing family, those uneasy premonitions all hit, and the style of the ancestor's painting changed, which was obviously the rhythm of explaining the future.

Qing Jiaren didn't seem to notice the change in Qing Yuxuan's heart, and continued, "Qinghuayuan's formation is the seventh-level formation I set up before I flew up and stepped into the air, the bloodshot formation. ”

Qing Jiaren's gaze was far away, and it seemed that it was the day when he set up the formation at that time, "This formation is the highest level formation I can set up at that time, at that time, I was an eighth-level formation mage, it took seven seven and forty-nine days, three drops of blood, and almost exhausted the soul." ”

"Despite this, this formation is unprecedentedly powerful, and it is the most perfect formation I have ever created, and in my heart, it can be called a miracle.

This formation cannot be broken, it can only be entered or exited, unless the nine clans of the Qing family are wiped out and the chickens and dogs are not left, it will collapse.

To open the formation, first, it needs the blood of the Qing family's bloodline to open.

Second, the time and place are favorable, and the climate and environment are extremely detrimental.

However, did you know that the day you were pushed into the Jinmo Pool was the perfect time to enter the battle?

But you came in that day, at an inopportune time, intact! Do you know why? ”

Qing Yuxuan was surprised, but he didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns when he entered a house and walked into a yard.

After thinking for a while, Qing Yuxuan pondered and said, "Could it be ......

Is it because I am upright and kind, simple and lovely, beautiful as a flower, and ...... the country and the city, or the first chivalry that saves the world from fire and water and relieves the people from hanging upside down, so ......? ”

When Qing Jiaren heard this, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Qing Yuxuan only felt that a whirlwind was coming, and before he could react, he fell on his forehead with a "snap" and a violent shudder, which made Qing Yuxuan grin and hug his head......

"Ancestor, you are ashamed of the world's great husband, and you actually engaged in a sneak attack!" Qing Yuxuan shouted, watching the sorrow and sadness in the room completely collapse, and there was a little satisfaction in his heart.

"I ......, I shouldn't have let you, a little rabbit cub, come in, and be angry with my ancestor!" Qing Jiaren's chest rose and fell several times, and for the sake of the face of the world's big husband, she finally held back her anger, and did not knock another bag on Qing Yuxuan's forehead.

It's just that the name has changed a few times, from the very beginning of me, to Lao Tzu, and finally to the ancestor me, this series of outbursts has actually made this person who has cultivated in this Qinghua Garden like an immortal-like person, Qing Yuxuan can be regarded as capable......

"Ancestor, this is right, what kind of life did you live before? Pure heart and few desires, seven emotions and six desires are as light as boiled water, tell me, you have been here for so many years since you ascended, have you ever been angry, ecstatic, and sorrowful? ”

Qing Yuxuan said with a straight face, "Even if your beloved is not around, why torture yourself?" If you turn yourself into a person who is as unmoved as a stone, won't you feel uncomfortable? Isn't your heart sad? ”

Qing Yuxuan's eyes are clear and thorough, "In life, when you should laugh, you laugh and laugh wildly, and when you should cry, you cry and cry." Tears are a good thing! Crying is even better stuff!

Tears are a kind of self-relief.

People, why do you cry? It is to relieve the mood, when you don't cry when you cry, you will be pressed in your heart. You think it's over, but you don't, and the more you accumulate, the more you end up back, the worse it becomes. ”

Qing Jiaren bowed her head in contemplation, shed tears, and could she relieve pressure?

Qing Yuxuan remembered that in her previous life, when a female college student was oppressed by her roommate, she gave in and endured it, but she didn't even dare to cry, and finally couldn't bear it, and she opened the knife, and a fruit knife resulted in seven or eight fresh lives.

Qing Yuxuan looked at Qing Jiaren's thoughtful expression, and instantly understood that this world respects the strong, and crying is a kind of weakness and a show of weakness!

Qing Jia is not a dull person, but in a moment, Chaos's mind is clear. Since the death of his beloved wife, he has always felt suffocated and unable to vent, until he soared, and he was still like this, and his heart was heavy and could not be relieved. Coupled with the heavy responsibility of guarding the Qing family, for a long time, it has been suppressed in my heart, which is becoming more and more heavy......

But after listening to this passage at this moment, I suddenly realized that the heavy and suffocating feeling in my mouth had unconsciously dissipated more than half of it......

Qing Yuxuan looked at the old ancestor more and more elegant, and smiled, "When men were young, they always thought that men shed blood without tears, and tears were a coward's behavior and a sign of weakness and incompetence. Therefore, even if you stab yourself in the body and let the pain replace crying, you are not willing to let the tears flow out and maintain the appearance of an iron-blooded man...... Actually, that's the stupidest thingβ€”"

"Because, although these will not explode at that time, dèng when you are old, the nature of human beings will make you nostalgic. And at that time, as you grow older and more nostalgic, the things that have accumulated in your heart all your life will come one after another......

It becomes the most painful torture for you...... In terms of martial arts, this is ...... Demons! ”

Qing Yuxuan's tone was a little heavy, but the original words given to her by the master in her previous life, "Moreover, this kind of inner demon cannot be restrained!" As a result, the martial artist's lifelong cultivation stopped here. As a result, the lifespan of ordinary people stops there! ”

Qing Yuxuan realized something and muttered, "I see." ”

Therefore, in a lifetime, you need to indulge in indulgence, you need to laugh wildly when you are proud, and don't spare tears when your heart is broken. Crying when you should cry, laughing when you should laugh, is the real chic life. ”

Qing Yuxuan smiled and looked at Qing Jiaren, whose emotions and six desires were becoming more and more obvious, and said, "Ancestor, in fact, ...... The image of the so-called "iron-blooded man" that is deliberately maintained is not valuable. It's so worthless! The real iron-blooded man is the one who swallows the river and dominates the world, and he is the iron-blooded man in the rivers and lakes! ”

Qing Jiaren took a long breath of turbidity, looked at Qing Yuxuan with burning eyes, her posture was elegant, and there was more emptiness and clarity between her gestures, and she became more and more immortal.

"Little rabbit, the heart is good." The same four words 'little rabbit', but the tone is a little more relaxed, a little more intimate, and a little less tough and annoyed......

Qing Yuxuan knew that the ancestor really saw it, not like the one at the beginning, with a kind of dullness, he couldn't float if he wanted to, and he couldn't fly if he wanted to.

Qing Yuxuan heard the evaluation of the old ancestor, and smiled, relive a lifetime, all days are a gift from God, even if there is only one hour, it is earned, why is it not good? Because of this, as an outsider, he understands the embarrassing situation that the Qing family is in now, and all the conspiracies against her or the Qing family will be easily solved......

"Since you have such a heart, then, the Qing family has you, and I will be relieved......" Qing Jiaren changed her words, and looked at Qing Yuxuan with a smile, still self-absorbed, indulging in the sense of accomplishment of the speech, and happy gΓ‘n......

"Shrimp?!" Qing Yuxuan was suddenly startled, looking at Qing Jiaren's smile on the thief's cheap face, he suddenly felt as if he was stepping into the tiger's mouth, being trapped in a prison, digging his own grave, falling into a trap, and killing himself......

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