The first thing that appeared in Xu Xian's mind was naturally the White Lady, but when he looked at Nie Xiaoqian, who still had tears on his face in front of him. Suddenly I was a little dazed, is that person suitable for me? No, that person is gentle and can probably fit any man, but is he really suitable for her? I can't think about the problem purely from my own point of view, and finally I have to smile bitterly, "I don't know! Okay, don't talk about me, what about you? You are going to go back to Hangzhou with me, and then what?"

Xiao Qian immediately swore and said: "Xiao Qian is a person who is a husband in life, and a ghost in death." ”

Xu Xian looked at her serious look, involuntarily reached out and touched her head, and said with a smile: "Don't be stupid, you are your own." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Qian opened her mouth wide, no one had ever said such a thing to her.

Xu Xian smiled gently: "If there is nowhere to go for the time being, there is nothing to do, then stay by my side!" He could see Xiao Qian's careful thoughts, but it was like a little flower desperately waving its thorns, as if it could protect itself in that way, but in fact it was still so weak.

After Xu Xian finished speaking, he walked towards the house.

Xiao Qian said, "Then, can I call you Xianggong?"

Xu Xian's footsteps stopped, thought about it and turned around: "Whatever you want!"

Cultivation is just to not be bullied, to leave Lan Ruo, but when all this is gone, what is the purpose of cultivation? That fire makes too many things meaningful. No father, no grandmother, for the first time in my life, I can choose the road of tomorrow by myself, but where is the road? I can't help but still want to rely on, almost impatiently call out that Xianggong, my uneasy heart can finally get a little calm, my floating fate seems to settle down again, and a road of husband and child is in front of me.

But he refused, could it be that he was not beautiful enough? No, his own uneasiness and hesitation, he understood it. I'm embarrassed, but my heart is truly calm.

It was almost the winter solstice, the climate was cold, Xu Xian slept in clothes, and also felt a slight chill. For Nie Xiaoqian, it can't be said that he is not moved, but taking advantage of the danger of others when the other party is weak may be a magic weapon for some "love saints" to deal with women, but he disdains it. Because of understanding, so pity. He is not a feminist, on the contrary, he is a bit machismo, but he still hopes that such a woman can find the happiness she wants. What's more, he is bent on keeping a festival for his future wife.

Xu Xian slowly closed his eyes and began to cultivate again, the battle of Lanruo Temple, the light in his soul was less brilliant than before, but it seemed to be a little more condensed.

Xiao Qian walked into the room that shone with golden brilliance, looked at the sleeping face, and suddenly remembered the way he blushed just now. Hehe, Xiang Gong is not a righteous gentleman like Ning Gongzi! It's just that like Xu Xian, although Ning Gongzi is good, he is not what she wants.

And who am I waiting for?

Early the next morning, a noisy voice woke Xu Xian. Ning Caichen, a model couple, even quarreled, but the reason was that Ning Caichen didn't want to go back to the academy and accompany his wife at home, and Ning's mother also meant this. But Mrs. Ning resolutely refused, and asked Ning Caichen to make a name for himself.

But the things that Ning Caichen made up his mind about were not something that others could easily change, and the two of them were screwed up. Ning Caichen apologized to Xu Xian: "I'm afraid you can only go on the road alone, Hanwen, help me take leave with my husband." With such a clumsy body, the family really needs to be taken care of. "I have dark circles under my eyes, and I obviously didn't sleep well last night.

Mrs. Ning came out of the back room and said angrily: "Ning Caichen, if you still think that I am your wife, hurry up and pack up your things and go on the road." ”

Ning Caichen just said lightly: "You don't have to worry about men's affairs." ”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Xu Xian hurriedly said: "Brother Ning, you know that I know some Taoist techniques, I thought of a way last night, maybe I can cure my sister-in-law's illness." ”

Ning Caichen Huo sat up from the chair and grabbed Xu Xian, "Really?" There was still half a point of calmness on his face, ecstasy, doubts, worries, and all kinds of complex emotions filled his square face.

Xu Xian didn't care about the pain in his shoulder, and affirmed: "You should be seven or eight points sure." ”

Ning Caichen was rude and anxious to let Xu Xian heal his wife. But Mrs. Ning actually refused: "I don't have a cure." ”

Xu Xian also felt a little incredulous, but Mrs. Ning continued: "Unless you promise me, no matter what the result is, you will go to the academy." ”

Ning Caichen hesitated for a moment and agreed, she smiled, she knew that Ning Caichen was very trustworthy. But the bystanders were clear, but Xu Xian saw that Ning Caichen was just lying to his wife. But I am really embarrassed about the relationship between the husband and wife, and I hope Xiaoqian's method can succeed.

Can have relics, must be a monk, Lanruo Temple for a hundred years, I don't know how many generations of monks, but the real relics are less than ten. Among them, there is also the one in the Buddha statue in the main hall. Although it is only a civil and wooden remains, but the Buddha statue is said to be worshiped by countless monks and guests, worship will have something in the heart, thousands of wishes gathered together, the formation of the relics is even more unusual, Xiao Qian is to hide the relics in the main hall, less than a hundred years there is a rare cultivation.

Grandma also relied on these relics to suppress the blood to continue her life, and Xiaoqian's one had already run out. Now there are only three left from Grandma, but Xu Xian still has to use one. One is that Xiao Qian doesn't care much about cultivation, and with Xu Xian's big bulb, it seems that she doesn't have to worry about cultivation anymore.

In the back room, because of Xiaoqian's guidance, everyone else was kicked out, and only Ning's wife fell asleep in bed, needless to say, it was naturally Xiaoqian's way. If he sees a living ghost again in a serious illness, it is difficult to say whether he will be scared to death directly like the original Xu Xian, then Ning Caichen is really going to find him desperately.

The relics gradually glowed in the hands of Xu Xian, and the legacy of decades of penance of a generation of monks was not unusual. According to the method taught by Xiao Qian, he used his own strength to guide the power of the relics, which is easy to say, but where does Xu Xian know how to guide now, he just keeps instilling his own power into the relics.

The brilliance of the relics was getting brighter and brighter, but it was not beneficial to Mrs. Ning's illness, and the power of her own scorching sun made Mrs. Ning's face sweat, and the room was like a stove.

It can be used as an electric stove in winter. This thought crossed Xu Xian's mind, and he quickly gathered his mind, and Xiao Qian's voice urged in his ear, "Xianggong, this is not good, not with your strength, but with the power of relics." ”

Xu Xian gritted his teeth and whispered, "The ghost knows how to use the power of this relic, or you will come." ”

Xiao Qian's voice suddenly cried: "Xiao Qian won't either! It's just that the book says it's okay." ”

Guide, guide, the word kept echoing in Xu Xian's mind, not a simple injection, but resonance and triggering, but how to resonate? How to trigger it? Could it be like a star? Xu Xian tried to slowly withdraw his sun power. But as soon as he did this, Xu Xian found that it was ten times more difficult to recover the power of the sun than to release the power of the sun.

The power of the sun is very violent and extremely difficult to control, if it is simply in Lanruo Temple, it is okay to shine Xu Xian, but to control it very carefully, it is almost impossible for him now. It is much more difficult to master power than to get it.

And if the power of the sun gets out of control, I'm afraid he will really accompany Xiaoqian to be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks who "only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals". No one expected that there would be such a danger hidden in the seemingly simple matter.

But the more difficult and dangerous it is, Xu Xian's mind becomes more and more calm, this is not only the wonderful calming effect brought by the use of power, after all, no matter how strong the external force is, it still needs to act on the heart. He didn't know how many difficulties he had experienced in his past and present lives, and being a good person was always encountering bad things, and he had to face such bad things with twice as much courage and perseverance as ordinary people. When you see a thief on the bus, it's naturally easy to turn your head, but if you can roar, isn't it also sharpening yourself? There are too many smart people in the world, but when they are clever enough to avoid difficulties, there are already fools who have developed another kind of courage.

Xu Xian's forehead was already sweating, but he still quietly withdrew the power he sent out, and he didn't know how much effort it spent, and Xu Xian's mastery of power was no longer the rough appearance before. But that's not all, there is still a trace of it in the relics, as thin as a string, and the rest is the question of how to pluck this string.

But how do you move it?