Jing Jiu's mood is like his true feelings, and it is difficult for people to see it.

He often has no expression or preference. It doesn’t mean anything when he plays with the sand in the porcelain plate occasionally, and occasionally not plays with it.

But Zhao Layue did know that he was in a bad mood. This kind of ability was obtained from years of getting along with him, and it also seemed like a talent.

On that day, a hot pot in the Jingyuan went away. Zhuo Rusui, Gu Qing and Yuanqu continued to practice, just like an ordinary day.

According to previous years' customs, Zhao Luyue knelt in front of Jing Jiu and hugged him.

Jing Jiu patted her back gently.

Zhao Layue said: "When I was six years old, I knew that I would always be separated in life. I thought I had been used to it, but I didn't expect it to be touched."

This is about the middle-aged scholar and his mortal wife.

Jing Jiu said: "Things that can be really accustomed to are good things, but bad things cannot be used to, they are just numb and don't want to."

Zhao Layue opened her black and white eyes and looked at him and asked seriously: "Is this the only way you can do it?"

Jing Jiu said: "When I was a child, I had a good friend. I watched him grow old, get sick, and enter the grave, but I can't do anything."

Zhao Layue said: "Then?"

"The story itself makes no sense because he is dead."

Jing Jiu said: "What I want to say is that this incident makes me think about how to stay away from each other every day."

Only when you are numb will you not think, as long as you think, you will not be numb, although it may be much pain.

Zhao Layue said: "So you saw the master and apprentice and also saw those medical cases."

Jing Jiu said: "I hope everyone in the world can live a few more years."

Life and death are separation.

Liu Ci is gone.

The one in Chaoge City is about to leave.

Yuanqi Whale will leave in a few years.

Those idiots outside the Jingyuan and the idiots in the Jingyuan will all leave one day.

Jing Jiu doesn’t like lively, but he doesn’t like separation.

Zhao Layue looked at his eyes and said seriously: "I don't want to part with you either."

"Promise me..."

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "Practice well and live for at least a few thousand years, and then strive for tens of thousands of years. As long as you can live, you will always be alive."

If it is a conversation between lovers, the second half of the sentence at this time should be: Please don’t leave me, but he won’t say that.

No matter how much love is stronger than gold, the boss will leave one after another. Even if he leaves one by one, it will be a separation.

Only by living can we not be truly separated.

Even if they are at the two ends of the universe, separated by distances that can never be crossed, as long as they know that they are still alive, they are together.

The middle-aged scholar and his wife should also want this.

The sky full of stars shines on the courtyard, the eaves, the flowing water, and Zhao Luyue's eyes, shining.

She looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously: "I can."

Ada stepped on the starlight and fell under the eaves. He looked at the couple with obviously weird atmosphere. After hesitating for a while, hesitated to Jing Jiu's knees and fell down.

Jing Jiu touched its back and said, "You can live for many years, don't be afraid."

Ada sighed and thought that even if he could live for thousands of years, compared with eternity, it would be just a fleeting wave. What's the point?

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Zhao Layue knew that Jing Jiu was in a bad mood and knew why he was in a bad mood, but the other three people in Jingyuan didn't know. Zhuo Rusui thought for a short time and didn't think about it anymore. But Gu Qing and Yuanqu got together for a long time to discuss and came up with some ideas, so he sent news to Jingyuan.

In their opinion, Jing Jiu left the Qingshan Mountains for tranquility. As a result, Yunji Town is now full of people, and there are practitioners everywhere in the mountains outside the fog. Some practitioners keep kowtowing, dyeing the stream red, and some practitioners keep playing swords and scaring the forest birds away. How could Jing Jiu be happy?

The cultivation world soon learned that the only master and apprentice who had entered Jingyuan returned to Xuantian Sect. It is said that the remaining evil forces had set up the idea of ​​this small sect, but they were destroyed before they could take action. Moreover, the one who took action was not Qingshan Sect, but another mysterious evil forces.

After that, Xuantian Sect began to close the mountains, which obviously took time to digest the benefits gained in Jingyuan, which once again stimulated people in the cultivation world.

As the spring deepens, more and more practitioners come to Yunji Town.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu became more worried about Jing Jiu's emotions and sent news to Jingyuan for the second time.

On the brightest day of spring, thousands of trees bloomed in bloom, and the fog flowed like clouds. The scenery outside the town was so beautiful.

A snow suddenly fell in the sky.

The snow was not too heavy, and it felt particularly cold. Even the late spring cold was not considered a cold. The ordinary residents in the town did not feel the pain, but instead found it interesting. Those practitioners found that something was wrong. The snowflakes that were not even afraid of were as scary as ice skates when they fell on them. Even if they used Taoism to protect their bodies, they still couldn't stop their clothes being cut by the snowflakes, and the coldness penetrated their meridians.

Some practitioners want to take the opportunity to show their will and create a picture similar to the snow standing in the Jingmen, but they almost freeze to death by the snow overnight.

It was not until this time that someone figured out what was going on.

This is not the spring snow like salt and fluff, this is the anger of Lord Qingshan Jianlu!

How many people in the world of cultivation can withstand the anger of Yuanqi Whale? The practitioners suddenly scattered birds and beasts, and most of them returned to their hometowns and did not dare to step into Yunji Town again. There were more than ten practitioners who were extremely brave, but they only dared to stay in Yunji Town and never dared to take a look in front of the fog.

The scenery garden finally became a little quieter.

Those disciples of Liangwangfeng no longer have to patrol around all day and chase and kill those evil demons who have bad intentions, and they are also a little more idle.

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Like Gu Han and the two Wangfeng Peak disciples, some elders of Qingshan also have a lot of resentment about this matter, even more severely, and the same is true for the Kunlun Sect and other sects.

The practitioners and casual cultivators from the small sects went to Yunji Town and worshiped the so-called scenic garden, which made them very angry.

What lived inside was a sword demon, where was Jingyang Zhenren!

These resentments and anger eventually turned into dissatisfaction with Guocheng Temple.

During the Qingshan Ceremony that day, if Zenzi had not stood up, Jing Jiu would have died on the spot. Even if Yuan Qijie opened his face to Jing Jiu and asked him to leave Qingshan, he would have to hide in Chaotian Continent like a dog, hiding in Chaotian Continent to avoid hunting. How could he be as arrogant as he is now, and how could he cause these troubles?

In the late spring, Guocheng Temple welcomed a distinguished guest.

The preacher cooked tea himself, and then took the tea in and then retreated, leaving the quiet room for the Zen master and the distinguished guest.

The old man in gray had an ordinary appearance and a dull temperament. The only special convenience was that his forehead was extremely wide, as if he could accommodate the vast ocean and even the world.

"Are the real person here to ask for guilt?"

Zenzi smiled at the old man in gray and said, his two barefoot thumbs sitting under his buttocks moved slightly.

Whether it was a smile or a restless thumb, it only showed one problem, and he was a little nervous now.

How many people can make Zen feel nervous, or are so cautious?

"What's the Zen master talking about? He just returned from Penglai and passed through the East China Sea to tell a few gossips. I wonder if the abbot will be happy in the near future?"

The old man in gray spoke a little slow, without any obvious tone. What’s amazing is that he gave people a trustworthy and clumsy feeling.

Zenzi lowered his smile and said a little sadly: "If the abbot wants to get out of seclusion, I just hope that there will be peace and liberation in the end."

The old man in gray was silent for a moment and said, "The old abbot of Buddhism is profound and he will definitely leave happily."

Zenzi raised his teacup and said, "I accept your noble words."

The old man in gray continued, "After the incident of the Demon Suppression Prison, I have been in seclusion in Yunmeng. Qilin came out of the mountain and made a fuss about Guocheng Temple. It is indeed inappropriate, but it is a mountain-up divine beast, and it has no rules to control it. Moreover, its spiritual body has suffered considerable injuries. This matter might as well be exposed."

Zenzi put down the teacup, with a faint smile on his lips and said, "Tan Zhenren has revealed this way, but it's gentle."

It turned out that this old man in gray was actually Tan Zhenren, the head of Zhongzhou School.

It is said that Bai Zhenren is the head of the Zhongzhou Sect in the actual sense, but she is not the leader after all.

After Liu Ci left, Tan Zhenren was the first person in Chaotian Continent in name.

This is true in all aspects, regardless of realm, status, status.

Of course, this did not count the Jingyuan person.

Zenzi continued: "Hou Temple was destroyed by one third, Chaoge City transferred half of the gold in the inner warehouse before repairing it again. The gold was quite heavy."

Tan Zhenren said: "That should be the problem of Taiping Zhenren of Aoyama Sect."

The Zen master waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to mention this matter, saying, "What is the matter for real people to look for me?"

Tan Zhenren said honestly: "I just want to tell the truth from you, is he Senior Jingyang or the demon sword?"

At their level, many details and so-called evidence are meaningless.

Zenzi looked at his eyes quietly and said, "As long as he inherits all the cause and effect of Jingyang Zhenren, he is Jingyang Zhenren."

Jing Jiu once said at the top of Tianguang Peak that I am the point of all my cause and effect.

The Zenzi's words are different from this meaning, and they are vaguely related, namely the snow in the mountains and the water in the big lake.
To be continued...