"Yang Jiao, are you willing to go down the mountain?"

Yuan Qingwei's sudden words made Zhu Jin and Yang Jiao's faces change greatly, and Yang Jiao hurriedly knelt on the ground and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

"Master, is it that Senior Brother has done something wrong?"

Zhu Jin hugged Yuan Qingwei's waist, and begged in a crying tone: "Don't drive your senior brother away, okay?" ”

"Ah Jin!" Yang Jiao scolded in a low voice, kowtowed to Yuan Qingwei and said, "Master, I feel that my path is not outside the world, but in Hongchen." ”

"Are you sure?" Yuan Qingwei looked at this disciple of his own and asked again.

Yang Jiao bowed and said: "The heart is quiet, and the city is also clean; The heart is troubled, and there is no peace in the deep mountains. Disciple OK. ”

"That's it!" Yuan Qing waved his hand slightly, sighed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and two sword lights appeared.

"The tiger roars and the dragon groans out of the canopy, and contains mercury and lead."

Yuan Qingwei touched the two flying swords: "These two flying swords are made by the ancestors of the pure yang in the past, and they are the treasures of the way protection, one has the sword qi of the ancestor, the breath is sharp, and the other has the true qi of the ancestor, the breath is strong, and there is the wonder of pure yang inside, and there is restraint on the evil demons and the outer ways, and the demons and demons in the heart." It's a pity that when it comes into my hands, it's also a little unsheathed, so I'll pass it on to you two today. ”

"Yang Jiao, as a senior brother, you love the earth method, the qi is strong, the defense is more than enough, and the offense is insufficient, I pass on your dragon sword, I hope you can borrow the wind and clouds and go straight to the nine heavens in the sky."

Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand and pointed, a ray of golden light flashed, and the Dragon Ming Sword fell into Yang Jiao's hand, and then another finger.

"Zhu Jin, you are born to jump out, and there is an obsession in your heart, I will pass on your Tiger Roar Sword, hoping that you can comprehend the purity, breadth, and mystery of the ancestor's pure yang true qi."

"Thank you, Master!" Although Zhu Jin was still reluctant, he also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yuan Qing like Yang Jiao.

Then, Yuan Qingwei passed down a few self-protection methods, as well as some pills that he refined on weekdays, that is, he let the two brothers go down.

As soon as Zhu Jin left Yuan Qingwei's cave mansion, he pulled Yang Jiao to the place where he lived.

Zhu Jin, who got Zhang Guo's alchemy notes, also studied it occasionally, and during this time, he also refined a lot of small things, and now he gave them all to Yang Jiao, and told him the effects of these things word by word.

Among them, there are a lot of yin damage things, all of which are learned from Yang Jiao's mouth, and then figured it out by himself, the effect is strong and weak, but Yang Jiao can hear Yang Jiao's cold sweat.

"Okay, junior brother, you must not refine these things casually in the future, even if you have to play, you must not play in front of the master, remember?"

Zhu Jin didn't understand Yang Jiao's request very much, but he still nodded, and was soon attracted by the various stories told by Yang Jiao.

As soon as the story was told, it was a whole night, and the next day Yang Jiao left first while Zhu Jin was still sleeping, and after waking up, Zhu Jin cried again.

Then, Zhu Jin became more and more silent every day, except for greeting him as usual and spitting out qi refining.

In this regard, Yuan Qingwei is very pleased, Zhu Jin himself is a person who has a grudge against Zhu Mei, affected by the past, although he is very lively in this life and this life, but there is inevitably a little paranoia in the depths of his soul.

This paranoia stems from the betrayal of his former friend, and the better the relationship with Yang Jiao now, the more terrible the backlash caused by turning his face in the future.

Especially when the two of them had just obtained the inheritance of the Book of Heaven some time ago, there was a certain overlap with his previous life experience, Yuan Qingwei reversed the situation again, confusing Lingjue, making him sense something in advance, and then suspicious Yang Jiao.

In the end, Yuan Qingwei chose a suitable time point for Yang Jiao to go down the mountain.

In this way, the betrayal that Zhu Jin originally thought would no longer exist, and even Zhu Jin himself would feel guilty, watching Zhu Jin's current memories continue to collide with the spiritual consciousness left in his previous life.

Yuan Qingwei took out the Yuan Shi Jewel, introduced Zhu Jin's soul into it, and used the Qingwei Palace as a cover to reshape the experience of Zhu Mei and the others in the Yuan Shi Jewel.

After walking through it, a trace of sadness and pain appeared in Zhu Jin's eyes.

"Still can't put it down?"

Looking at Yuan Qingwei, Zhu Jin opened his mouth, and finally knelt on the ground and said, "The disciple has disappointed the master!" ”

"No disappointment." Yuan Qingwei waved his hand and said, "Do you remember what your senior brother said to me before he left?" ”

Zhu Jin is also a person with a certain amount of wisdom, he thought about it and hesitated: "The heart is quiet, and the city is also clean; The heart is troubled, and there is no peace in the deep mountains? ”

"Yes!" Yuan Qingwei affirmed his guess and said with a smile: "If you can't let it go, you just can't let it go, and forcibly letting yourself go is also a kind of paranoia." Zhu Jin, you have to remember one thing. ”

"If you choose to let go because of Zhu Mei's identity, Emei's power, or my position, it is not called 'letting go', it is called 'forget it'. It is your choice as a last resort because of various external factors, and this choice is to tell yourself 10,000 times, 1 million times, 100 billion times, and in the end you are just deceiving yourself. ”

"The real letting go is that you clearly know that this thing will no longer affect you. Whether it is contact again or never seeing each other, it will not affect your Dao heart, your emotions, everything you think and do, that is called letting go. ”

"If you really can't let it go, then choose to face it!"

Yuan Qingwei guided Zhu Jin: "Don't worry about me, don't think about it, just choose according to your own mind." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Jin nodded, reverted to his usual childlike appearance, and lowered his head with red eyes.

Yuan Qingwei touched Zhu Jin's furry head, the Yuan Shi Avenue flowed, and all kinds of Dao rules and laws changed, and the entire Hanxu Immortal Mansion suddenly fell into infinite law.

At the same time, the two magic weapons that had been practiced for a long time also flew out of Yuan Qingwei's furnace, the emperor bell fell into Zhu Jin's hands, and the shawl was draped over his shoulders.

The invisible Dao rhyme flowed, and the two magic weapons continued to swallow the spiritual power with Zhu Jin's breath and mana, and the wisps of starlight converged and turned into a piece of clear qi, surrounding Zhu Jin's side, guiding him into a deeper level of cultivation, and constantly absorbing the relics of his previous life.

Zhu Mei, who was far away on the edge of Xuzhou Foggy Pig Mountain, watched the qi of Uncle Cao Guo's cave, and when Yuan Qingwei helped Zhu Jin recover his memory, he was restless.

When Zhu Jin made up his mind and resumed his cultivation, he felt that a catastrophe was coming, and he seemed to have an almost undying opponent in the dark.

Zhu Mei's calculations were fruitless several times, and her upset appearance made several friends on the side a little curious.

In the end, Bai Guyi, who was chasing the clouds, saw the signs and sighed: "Fellow Daoist, you are really confused, who else can make you feel that a catastrophe is coming?" ”

When Zhu Mei heard this, she immediately made a bitter face, shook her head and sighed, then took a deep breath, cut off all the remaining thoughts in her heart, and sighed: "Self-inflicted, it is rare to live." But if you want me to be killed, it's also delusional! That's it! At most, I will stay in the world for thousands of years, and I will bring him back! ”

When the words fell, Zhu Mei's breath changed, and she looked a little cultivated into a refined appearance.

When Bai Guyi and the others did not have the slightest joy, they all knew that Zhu Mei had changed after making up her mind, and her cultivation had improved, but she was even farther away from soaring.

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