- You must know that he is just a mortal, even if he has your immortal breath to support his life, he will eventually have seven emotions and six desires, and he will experience birth, old age, sickness and death.

…… After his death, I will still be with you forever.

Oh, how can you not understand......

Wen Jiuzhi stared at the new tea boiling on the small stove in front of him, sniffing the aroma of tea, and he didn't know the taste.

Before leaving, he told him that if he was really emotional, he didn't want that person to be his mortal body.

Like all mortals, even if he is an immortal venerable who has gone through the tribulations, he has to go through the pain and torture of the human world, as the lord of Qiyang, how can he not understand that he has crossed so many dead souls.

He was just displeased, and he didn't want to let Yu Que get himself so easily.

He is an arrogant Xuanniao, from ancient times to the present, he has seen too much life and death and children's love, and he should no longer be burdened by love.

"Master......"

Wen Jiuzhi still sat in a posture with a tea cup, Tang Wuxuan got up and rubbed his sleepy eyes, kicked away the heavy quilt on his body, jumped out of bed and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of Wen Jiuzhi, only then did he regain the latter's consciousness and look back in shock.

"Ah, you're awake."

"Master, is there anything on your mind?"

"You're young, you still know this?" Wen Jiuzhi drank the remaining half cup of cold tea with his head up, hugged Tang Wubao up, so that the little guy could sit on his lap, and picked up a piece of tea to feed to the hungry little Wubuli.

No matter how you look at the child, he is too mature, but at the age of two or three years old, he can tell him indifferently on the night of the extinction: is it a bullying of Tong Suo, is it young and ignorant, or is it ......

"Wu Li, is there anything you want to say to Master?"

Tang Wubao just took a bite on the refreshment, looked down and observed the tooth marks he left on the snack, and when he heard Wen Jiuzhi ask, he immediately lowered his eyelids and frowned, put the refreshment back on the plate, covered his eyes with his two little hands, and cried out.

The sudden change in mood caught Wen Jiuzhi off guard, he didn't want to bully the child, and he didn't expect that he would be like all mortal children, he would have such a lethal weapon as tears, and hurriedly looked for a handkerchief to wipe away his tears.

Looking around to no avail, in desperation, Wen Jiuzhi could only wipe Tang Wuxuan's tearful little face with his sleeve, sighed, and apologized unexpectedly.

"I, I didn't mean to remind you of that, don't cry, okay? What do you want to do, Master depends on you, okay? ”

No matter how shrewd he was, there would always be times when he made a mistake, as if he hadn't noticed that Tang Wubao had a smile that was extremely inconsistent with his age appeared on the child's face that was covered with his hands.

In the end, it is a delusional mortal body, the mind can be controlled, and the only thing that cannot be controlled by the delusional is Tang Wubuli's fate, the latter, as a mortal, still has to know the destiny of heaven, but with the guidance of Wen Jiuzhi, he will take fewer detours and suffer less.

"Really?" Tang Wuying, who was out of the control of the delusion, was just a child, and when he raised his head, a pair of big watery eyes revealed pleading and stubbornness, "Master, I want to take revenge." ”

In just one sentence, the words were knocked on Wen Jiu's persistence, he looked at Tang Wubao who was full of tears in his arms but refused to bow his head, at such a young age, but he had such a strong obsession, did he underestimate mortals......

It's hard to tell what kind of mood Wen Jiuzhi is in at this moment, as far as his own selfishness is concerned, he doesn't want Tang Wubao to be tainted by the dirty world, but he also understands that he is always involuntary in the world.

…… Maybe he shouldn't support him to avenge his family, revenge will only make more people fall into it, although he is a symbol of auspiciousness, he should also persuade people to be good.

“…… If you are attached to this, do it. ”

No, that's not what he meant to say.

For some reason, Wen Jiuzhi blurted out something that shocked him.

Perhaps this is what people often say is wrong.

It is impossible to take it back, Wen Jiuzhi can only watch an innocent smile appear on Tang Wuyao's face, and then pick up the refreshment he just took a bite of and stuff it into his mouth again, with crumbs on his face, it is really cute.

At this moment, Wen Jiuzhi is just an old bird who has been isolated from the world for too long, and he doesn't realize that hatred and fighting are the norm in the mortal world, and he doesn't think that his behavior of aiding and abetting will cause him a lot of trouble in the future.

…… In every way.

"But have you ever thought that even if he is only a half-grown child now, it is only a matter of a moment to grow up or even grow old, can you really bear it?"

I don't know when, Liu Banque had already walked into the room on tiptoe, and when he passed by the two of them, he pinched Tang Wubao's face, and was bitten on his fingertips by the little guy who was very faceless, breaking the face of this immortal cultivator, but it was not easy to show it.

Strictly speaking, the latter has been in the world for so long, and has cultivated into an immortal body, and he could have risen five hundred years ago, but he still chose to stay in the world, and his name is Sifan.

"What a Si Fan, but I haven't seen any Da Luo Immortal Si Fan Si Fan for hundreds of years, it has been seven or eight hundred years since he was reincarnated, and I haven't seen you go to see what the heavenly realm is like, but you live a good life in the mortal world. Since he is so greedy for red dust, why should he cut off his love and become a monk? ”

They are all old friends, and they don't have to be polite when they speak, Liu Banque drank the tea in his mouth, only to find that there was a trace of something wrong in Wen Jiuzhi's words, raised his eyebrows and swept the dust from his shoulder, and touched a piece of tea in his mouth without scruples to taste it, and replied unhurriedly for a while:

"Don't rush this moment, there's still a lot of time."

Once you have immortality and eternity, no matter what you do, you will feel that time flies too slowly, Tang Wubao looked up and down at the Dao Leader in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the silver thread could not match his young appearance, and the impression was full of gorgeous hair, it seemed that they were all old men with wrinkles on their faces.

Noticing the little guy's puzzled gaze, Liu Banque finally turned his head, raised his hand and touched his little head, and said softly:

"But remember, your master is not an ordinary person, he descended to the mortal world to bear the heavy responsibility of crossing people's suffering, if you are sensible in the future, you will understand that even the Xuanniao who was once worshiped is difficult to maintain its original intention today when the incense has been cut off."

Speaking of this, he finally remembered something, and asked Wen Jiuzhi again: "Then who are you for this time?" ”

The man replied helplessly, with sadness in his words that was difficult to hide, and sighed: "Emperor Xiaohui, Liu Ying." ”