The sun shone in the small yard, the vines were blown by the wind, swaying. The man lying on the rocking chair finished memorizing the "Taibai Sword Sutra" word by word. The boy stopped his pen gesture and rubbed his sore wrists.

The cat jumped onto the wall and cried softly, shrank and yawned lazily.

The umbrella sword stands in the corner of the wall, stacked with a black umbrella and an oil-paper umbrella. The smell of blood has long been washed clean, and it looks like an ordinary umbrella device in a rainy day.

Holding an umbrella and a sword, it will kill people on heavy rainy days, and it will be exhausted.

Compared to such days, Ning Yi prefers peace. The girl cooks a pot of tea and fans a palm-leaf fan. Xu Zangnian's words were copied down one by one by one, and the time was neatly engraved.

The days became peaceful and gentle.

The breeze blew, and the flames in the furnace were slowly leaping.

Stealing half a day of leisure.

“No need to kill people today.”

The man who had memorized a scripture lay on a chair, held his arms and whispered, "Tell me what you encountered yesterday, and don't miss it."

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"You ate two beads? One extremely yin and the other extremely yang."

Xu Zang opened his eyes, glanced at Ning Yi, and said, "There is a thousand-year-old Sui Yang Bead in that carriage. As for the other one, it is the Sui Yin Bead required for the practice of ghost cultivation in southern Xinjiang. Are you a naughty green? Do you dare to eat the Yin Bead?"

Ning Yi scratched his head.

After saying that, the man in black was silent for a while and said, "We practice, breathe the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorb the starlight. Only Yang beads can be digested. If we swallow the Yin beads, we will suffer severe pain and then vomit it out. If we forcefully absorb it, we will not have ghost cultivation techniques and will explode and die."

Speaking of this, Ning Yi's face was a little ugly: "That feeling is indeed extremely painful. After swallowing the Yang Bead, I have broken through the realm... But the bone flute guided me to swallow the second bead... These two forces are entangled together and are constantly stacked, and I may be just a little bit away from dying."

"What's the end? Have you eaten them all?" Xu Zang frowned and looked at Ning Yi, saying, "You are not dead?"

The teapot was sobbing and smoke was whimpering. Pei Fan, who was squatting beside the palm fan, silenced to extinguish the fire, wrapped in the wet cotton cloth and picked it up, and with a "bang" sound, she glared at Xu Zang on the tea table in front of Xu Zang, and glared at Xu Zang in anger.

You are not dead...what is this?

Xu Zang's tone did not mean to expect Ning Yi to die... He just simply felt that this matter was contrary to his cognition.

"Cultivation is a matter between man and god... Although resources are needed, if you swallow them blindly, you will not be invincible to break the realm. You have helped you with the help of the entire Taoist sect, and it has taken many years of hard work along the way."

"The most critical point is 'divine'."

Speaking of these two words, Xu Zang's tone changed. He looked at Ning Yi and said, "The practitioner is not that the more star light, the better, but that the more 'divine', the better. The more divine you are, the closer you are to the final step."

Ning Yi held his breath.

Divine nature... The girl in Ganye Temple has a divine light that is overflowing with her body?

"If you really swallowed two beads safely..." Xu Zang looked at Ning Yi and said, "The only explanation is that you have a divine nature that ordinary people cannot match. The divine nature can resolve all pain and turn practice into something as easy as eating and drinking water."

He paused and said, "Zhouyou is a peerless genius who was rarely seen in a thousand years in the Dao Sect, but he is still on the road of cultivation and is shorter than the crazy woman in Luojia Mountain... It is because of his 'divine nature'."

Ning Yi didn't say anything, he silently shut his mouth.

He knew that it was not because he had a divine nature that was beyond ordinary people, but because the girl from Ganye Temple... the girl named Xu Qingyan had too much divine nature and even scattered.

"Divine nature is difficult to hide... Even if you have not been excavated or used, people with divinity can be seen at a glance among the crowd." Xu Zang frowned and looked at Ning Yi, puzzled: "You can be a poor boy who has been thrown into Xiling for another ten years... No matter how you don't look like a divine person."

"Is it that bone flute that can hide the divinity?" Xu Zang shook his head and said confused: "No matter what... this is a good thing. The bone flute saves your life and allows you to break two realms one after another."

"If I'm not mistaken, divinity is inseparable from your bone flute... You need so many resources to practice, and that's why." Xu Zang raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "But if you have enough resources... you will not be blocked from breaking the realm."

Ning Yi quickly clapped his hands and said, "It's so good. There is no bottleneck in practicing. It sounds like I have become a peerless genius... I'll practice now!"

Xu Zang suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something. The word divinity was associated with a figure in his mind, and then he thought extremely easily that there seemed to be an extremely rare girl with divinity in a temple called "Ganye Temple".

So Xu Zang suddenly understood why Ning Yi wanted to change the topic, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Ning Yi... I honestly tell you, where did you go after you broke the realm?"

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Xu Qingyan woke up deeply.

As long as she can remember, the "symptoms" that occur on time every month will cause severe pain in her mind, stirring like a knife, making her never sleep peacefully.

The open bamboo window brings a cool breeze.

The girl did not leave any remnants of pain in her mind. In the past, even after the disease broke out, even after taking the "medicine", she could only suppress the spread of pain. Every minute and every second of her life seemed to be a torture.

Someone knocked on the door lightly.

The girl wrapped in white cotton cloth and jumped off the bed lightly. She ran all the way, with a hint of expectation in her heart... When she thought of the boy who knocked on the door yesterday, she could bring herself an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Is it because of the bone flute, or Ning Yi herself? Xu Qingyan couldn't explain it clearly, but when she approached the bamboo door, she did have a rare expectation. Life is so dark that if there was a beam of light... she might be able to come back to life.

The moment the door was opened, the girl was a little disappointed.

The blind man covered in black cloth blocked all the light, handed the purple cloth bag to the girl's hand, stretched out one hand and rubbed the girl's head gently, and said, "This is the last medicine. You are sixteen years old. This month, they will take you to the imperial city for treatment."

Xu Qingyan knew who the blind uncle "they" refers to.

Someone lit a fire in the darkness and wanted to take him along the way. Those practitioners in Shushan... Xu Qingyan felt that they were all good people and would go down the mountain every month to give him medicine. Even if these medicines cannot cure the disease, they can eventually cure themselves.

But some people are different.

They live in darkness themselves, and to them, they are just an object, and there is no need to give alms to light.

Xu Qingyan took the blind man's medicine, and she nodded softly, and then watched the elder Shushan who had given her medicine for three years and left her sight.

Can you cure your illness after going to the imperial city?... It's just an excuse.

How long have they waited for the day when they were sixteen?

Xu Qingyan sat back on the bed and stared at the neat things in the room. In fact, when she lived alone, she would not place the items in the room so neatly, horizontally, vertically, neatly, cleanly. The reason for this arrangement... Could it be that if others want to look like they are a person who loves life extremely?

Who else will come?

The girl smiled self-deprecatingly. The temple was remote and withdrawn. The children of Shushan erected a warning stele, and almost no one came. In recent years... except for the blind, there was only that young man.

She looked at the dazed face in the mirror, beautiful and charming, with brightness and heroism. Unfortunately, she was a little entangled between her eyebrows, with sickness and pain, and had been entangled with herself for almost sixteen years.

She knew that this disease would occur when she was born, and would follow her in this life and not stop until she died.

Xu Qingyan was holding the purple bag, shaking, lying on the bed in a large shape.

She opened her eyes and felt that the world was extremely boring. She closed her eyes and couldn't sleep no matter what.

How can you dream?

She lifted the purple pills and rolled out a few beautiful pills. She smiled, picked up one and put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, but found that the medicine she had enjoyed before. At this moment, she felt boring.

People are all such creatures. After tasting good things, they will never taste bad things easily.

Some medicines are bitter but cannot cure the disease. If you taste sweet medicine and can cure your medicine when you are in a terminal illness, you will have a different idea and think that you are willing to die, and you will not want to take bitter medicine again.

So the girl sat up again, and the candle fire on both sides was lit by her. The breeze blew, and the bright and turbid flames were leaping.

Xu Qingyan lowered his eyebrows and raised his sleeves to put on a seat. The light from the bamboo window shone through the gap, shining on the dark woman's face in the twists and turns, not enough to reveal all her appearance, but just a pair of eyebrows and eyes rubbed all the light.

A dressed in plain white clothes.

The water sleeves are shaken gently.

"The good night is far...the good night is far..."

"It's light and not afraid...the journey is long..."

The girl sang intermittent opera. When she was a child, her family was very poor. Her brother would take her to listen to operas, watching the light and shadows shining on the wall through the gaps and holes. The crowd was on the other side of the wall. The hustle and bustle and bustle of that world had never been related to her.

She spit out words gently, looking at the weak and pale face in the mirror, and her mind was tossed and turned.

"Ning...Yi..."

There seemed to be a slight vibration in the distance, and the sound of horse hooves came.

Xu Qingyan's voice stopped abruptly, her face turned pale, and the gaps in the window were dim.

Is it my brother here?... Are you going to take yourself to the imperial city?

Xu Qingyan pinched his fingers into his palm, then stared at the other side, and three people got out of the carriage.

I couldn't see the faces of the three people who got off the bus.

But the sound was very familiar.

"Miss Xu."

The boy's voice made the flames that were about to go out in the darkness sway.

The whole room lit up again.
Chapter completed!