Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 336 She's gone

Who wants to live alone, and who wants to die alone?

It is said that when love is deep, it is hard to control oneself. Even if a cultivator has the magical power to move mountains and fill the sea, he cannot control the changes in his inner emotions.

A couple who have been resentful for three lives and seven lifetimes, and a wish that has been entangled for ten thousand years.

How can Yun Qiyou suppress it?

Changing fate against the will of heaven will eventually become a false slogan like the "Amitabha" of Buddhism, nothing more.

A round head appeared between the two people's eyes.

Jie Se stood up, looked at Yun Qiyou, whose face was a little red, and then looked at Ye Xiaochuan on the tree branch, and then shouted: "Good song! Another one!"

The two distracted young people were hindered by this bald head, and their minds were pulled back by the cheers.

Yun Qiyou only felt his cheeks a little hot, lowered his head, and dared not look at Ye Xiaochuan again.

Ye Xiaochuan was admiring the beauty when he suddenly saw Jiesese's round head. He immediately felt that the fairy had turned into a devil.

He only heard a strange cry from him, followed by a bang, and then he cried out in pain.

It turned out that he fell from a tree branch...

Jiesese was shocked and ran over. Just as he was about to help Ye Xiaochuan up, he saw Ye Xiaochuan flip over and punch and kick Jiesese.

I really shouldn't have agreed to let this flower monk join this team. I regret it!

This is what Ye Xiaochuan really felt at the moment.

Jiesese was beaten up. This guy was smart. He held his head with both hands. He had a high level of cultivation and thick skin. After Ye Xiaochuan's punches and kicks, his nose didn't bleed, but his monk robe was a little messy.

He tidied his monk robe, chanted a Buddhist name, and returned to the campfire to continue sleeping soundly.

Ye Xiaochuan glanced at Yun Qiyou who was packing up the guqin with a sullen look. He had a guilty conscience and did not dare to approach him. He ran to Jiesese and found a clean place to rest.

Jiesese sniffed and said, "Why is there a smell of urine?"

So Ye Xiaochuan kicked him a few more times.

The branches had burned out, the bonfire had gone out, and Jiesese was snoring at this moment.

Jiesese's snoring was a bit loud. Every once in a while, Ye Xiaochuan would kick him uncontrollably, and then Jiesese would mutter, turn over and continue to sleep.

It was late at night, the earth was lonely, and occasionally a few chirping sounds of night insects decorated this lonely world.

Sitting in the moonlight, Yun Qiyou looked up at the round moon in the sky, and had been looking at it for a long time.

For the first time tonight, she felt the changes in her heart, and this change made her very surprised and very scared.

Since she was a child, her dream was to reach the highest peak that humans can reach in the path of cultivation, and her master also taught her so.

However, since she met Ye Xiaochuan at the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain five months ago, she felt her mood fluctuating.

She still remembers the words that Uncle Master Yun Yazi said to her.

"The entanglement of three lives and seven worlds, the reincarnation of nine thousand nine hundred years,"

"Is the legend true? Didn't Uncle Master lie to me? Is the curse of Wufeng and Zhanchen really unavoidable?"

"Invisible Sword God Situ Feng, Duan Nian Fairy Su Qinglian..."

Yun Qiyou looked at Yuehua and whispered to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

Thinking of the previous symphony with Ye Xiaochuan, thinking of that mysterious and subtle feeling, thinking of not knowing what medicine she took wrong but couldn't help singing.

Her heart began to twitch, and her body trembled slightly.

Hesitation, fear, terror...

Various complex emotions lingered in her heart, lingering.

Although Yun Qiyou is already 22 years old this year, she has been concentrating on practicing Taoism for these years, and she doesn't care about the outside world. At most, she will occasionally talk to Senior Sister Ning Xiangruo. Her mind is not very mature yet, and she has no experience of getting along with other people.

As for the feelings that ordinary girls have when they are 15 or 16 years old, they have only sprouted in her heart now.

She doesn't know what this ignorant feeling for Ye Xiaochuan is. After she feels the unprecedented feeling, she will feel extremely scared and panic.

She likes the unchanging life, just like this for 11 years. Every day, besides eating and sleeping, she only practices.

Now, she suddenly found that in the past few months, she has another thing.

That is, the figure of the wretched boy often floats in her mind.

This is like a flood and a beast for a person who pursues the eternal way of heaven.

Her mentor, Master Jingshui, taught her since she was a child that if she wants to comprehend the way of heaven, she must devote herself to it wholeheartedly, and she must not have any distracting thoughts, let alone touch the love between men and women, which is a taboo for cultivators.

Yun Qiyou, who had always been strong, suddenly became weak at this time. For the first time in so many years, she chose to retreat from the fear of the unknown.

The next morning, when Jiesese got up, rubbed his eyes and urinated against a big tree, he found that Yun Qiyou had disappeared long ago. He took her guqin and her magic sword and left the small team quietly without a trace.

Jiesese was shocked and hurriedly woke up Ye Xiaochuan.

Ye Xiaochuan woke up and looked at the rock where Yun Qiyou sat last night. There were already traces of wet dew on it. It was obvious that Yun Qiyou had been gone for a long time, at least two hours.

"She's gone."

Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt a little disappointed, but seemed to be a little relieved.

Situ Feng, the old liar, kept whispering in his ear about the curse of Zhan Chen and Wu Feng, and how tragic the ending of their love-hate relationship was. This made Ye Xiaochuan panic every time he saw Yun Qiyou.

Last night, Ye Xiaochuan felt his heart pounding as the piano and flute played together. He had flirted with so many senior and junior sisters on the Samsara Peak, but this was the first time a woman had almost made him lose his mind in an instant.

He was also afraid of the reincarnation of three lives and seven worlds. Even if Yun Qiyou hadn't left quietly last night, he would have left secretly. He was afraid that after spending too much time with Yun Qiyou, he would really fall in love with this female robber who specialized in robbing him. He didn't want him and Yun Qiyou to end up like Situ Feng and Su Qinglian, or the tragic ending of the masters of the double swords in other generations.

Jie Se had a face full of resentment. He was happy to be with a beautiful woman, not to mention that there was a heavenly song to listen to. There were not many people in the world who could hear Yun Qiyou singing.

Now, the beautiful and moving singing voice is still ringing in his ears, but the fairy has gone far away, making this wine-drinking monk very depressed. He keeps asking Ye Xiaochuan if he has any way to find Yun Qiyou. As the saying goes, there must be a teacher among three people. Now the team of three has become a gang of two, and it is a gang composed of two men. What is this?