The mountain breeze is a little, the leaves are full of shadows, the stream jumps happily in the field of stones, blends in the field of moonlight, and the wind chimes on the eaves occasionally have a few crisp echoes.

Lin Xuanlang sat under the eaves and felt all this quietly, as it has always been.

The mountain wind shook slightly, the wind chimes jingled, Lin Xuanlang turned his head, bowed slightly, and called "Master".

Xiao Zhuzhen stood quietly behind him, nodded in return, and sat down casually under the eaves, looking at the bright moon in the night sky and the Milky Way waterfall on the cliff, feeling it silently.

"Xuanlang, how many years have you been on the mountain?"

"Back to Master, more than sixteen years."

"It's been sixteen years since you went up the mountain at the age of two, and the white horse passed through the gap, do you feel that the cultivation on the mountain is hard?"

"There has never been, if it weren't for the master, there would have been no Lin Xuanlang for a long time."

"I can say beautiful things, silly apprentice, fate is a predetermined long line, how ordinary people struggle will be dragged to the end of the line, even if we are cultivators, we are people with thaumaturgy who are also firmly bound, I am destined to meet you, you are destined to be my disciple, there is no if."

"Master, what you said today is so deep, it's different from before, I don't understand it."

"In the past, you only needed to practice with a sincere heart, but now it's different, it's time for you to enter the world, and the reason why cultivators practice is to be able to truly control their own destiny even if there is a slight possibility, and truly achieve the sky and the sea, and be at ease."

"But in my opinion, cultivation has never been just a matter of staying away from the fireworks of the world, a person who has gone too high, gone too far, and has no foundation, where can he go back in the end? What is the meaning of spiritual practice? ”

"We are all about being quiet and doing nothing, but what is 'purity'? What is 'Wu Wei'? How do we define these two points? Xuanlang, have you thought about it? ”

"I haven't thought about it, whatever the master says is what it is."

Xiao Zhuzhen stood up and patted Lin Xuanlang's head with a smile.

"Silly apprentice, go down the mountain, it's time."

"We should eventually have a body born and a heart to enter the world."

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In the Miao village in the southwest mountains, Yang Kueye held his mother's hand, walked on the stone steps, poured out his experiences to the college, and walked under the starlight.

"Mom, there are a lot of big brothers and sisters in the academy, some of them are so powerful, and they know some strange spells."

"Mom, I also met an older brother named Bai Yujing, Xiao Qian accidentally bit him, ah, it wasn't Xiao Qian who took the initiative to attack! But my brother was very nice, he didn't blame me, he even ate with me and gave me the meat to eat! ”

"Mom, I learned a lot of knowledge, history lessons, basic cultivation lessons, and magic lessons...... It's a lot, a lot! ”

A woman dressed in traditional Miao costume gently picked up the girl and kissed her cheek.

"My little treasure has seen a lot of things when I went out this time, it's great, it's great, I've met a lot of people, and I've learned a lot of knowledge."

"My Xiaobao, I've worked hard for you, but I have to forgive my mother for not letting you rest for a few days, the Holy Maiden Trial is about to begin, and I'm going to work hard again Xiaobao, I won't blame my mother, right?"

"No, it won't! I'll be a candidate for the Holy Maiden! Make Mom proud! ”

"My little treasure is the most well-behaved." The woman smiled softly and couldn't help but kiss Yang Kuaye's face again.

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Mu Ziying looked at the call on the phone screen, her heart kept twitching nervously, thinking about whether to pretend not to hear it, but she subconsciously pressed the answer button.

"Sakura-chan! You're answering the phone, how are you doing? Is it good to eat out? Is it good to live? Have you ever been bullied? Your mother and I are worried about you! ”

Sure enough, it was the chattering father, Mu Ziying couldn't help but hold his forehead, is this really the same person as his father when he was a child?

"You don't nag less, when will your daughter not be able to take care of herself, you are the only one to worry about!" The muffled voice of her mother came from the phone, mixed with the opening music of the news broadcast.

"Dad, my mother is right, I can take care of myself, don't worry about it, I'm almost twenty years old, and you still treat me like a child."

"Aren't I afraid of what if! You said that you are such a big and beautiful girl when you go out, and you don't have anyone to take care of you, those masters are really excessive, why did they pick you to go! ”

Isn't your old man's fame too great...... Mu Ziying didn't say much, and when she was thinking about how to deal with it, there was an old father's wail and the sound of the mobile phone changing hands on the phone.

"Give me the phone, you go aside!"

"Daughter, don't worry about your father, don't worry about things all day, you just do it well, when you have experience, just send a message to the family if you have anything, we are all your backing."

Mu Ziying felt that her eyes were a little moist, she hadn't seen her parents for a while, but then she was dried by the next sentence.

"Did you fall in love in college? Have you ever been pursued? Do you have a crush on someone? ”

"You know your situation, although we are not against free love, but after all, it is not good, right......"

“......”

"Okay, yes, yes, no love, don't worry, Mom, I'll notify the family if there's a situation, is there anything else? It's okay to hang up, I'm busy. ”

"Well, it's nothing, take care of yourself, don't be afraid outside, after all, we're still here! Let's see who dares to bully our baby girl! Do whatever you want! Whose youth has not gone crazy! ”

“...... Thank you, Mom, it's so confident. ”

Hung up the phone, Mu Ziying still had a big head for a while, what do these parents do, it's like they're going to the battlefield.

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Lu Ying, who was sitting at the desk in the capital, was having a big head, and in recent months, all kinds of reports had been overwhelming, piling up in the office, and there was almost no place for him.

After approving the reports one by one, the moment she looked up, she saw stars in her eyes, Lu Ying lay on the desk weakly, wrapped her tears aggrievedly, and was upset.

I really want to drink milk tea...... Why am I here? Who am I? Why so many documents?! It's all to blame for Zeng Yanyu! It's all to blame for Zeng Yanyu! Leave me alone......

After venting with both hands and feet, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Lu Ying stood up again, and pulled out a file in the document mountain, writing about talent recommendations.

Flipping the cover, the three big characters "Yang Wanli" immediately came into view.

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The rain fell on the outside of the cave, the splash of water hit the ice crystals, condensed a thin veil in the air, and a spirit lamp floated in the cave, which was immortal, and it was the keeper of the tomb for thousands of years.

On the stone platform in the deepest part of the cave, an ice coffin is displayed on it, surrounded by seven candles burning with a deep and strange blue light, broken runes are engraved on the surface of the ice coffin, and the woman inside closes her eyes, as if she has just fallen asleep, only the shocking scar on her neck and the large blood stains on the plain white skirt tell the sad memory.

A pair of big hands gently brushed the woman's cheeks on the ice coffin, with lingering longing, gentle and slow.

"Shaoling, wait a little longer, it's soon, it's fast." Liu Qingyue whispered softly to the woman, quietly speaking sentence by sentence, as if she was afraid of disturbing the woman's sleep.

Jingle bells... Jingle bells...

The ethereal sound of bells echoed through the cavern, the sound coming from far away, only two crisp sounds.

"Two more little mice have broken in, Shaoling, I'll go and go back, and wait for me."

Picking up the lantern at the entrance of the cave, Liu Qingyue's figure slowly disappeared into this long rainy night.