My brother is so stable

The fox girl is good at dancing, and today she also showed a well-prepared dance, which was a little less charming and a little more ethereal and fresh, obviously to please Qi Yuan.

Before you know it, an hour has passed.

It can be seen that compared to the last time when the two of them got together alone, the old Taoist Qi Yuan was much calmer and calmer, with a bit of thought in his eyes all the time, and he did not fall into such a beauty again.

This is also related to the fox girl Xiaolan deliberately suppressing her charm attribute today.

After dancing to the song, the fox girl walked back to the low table with light steps, and was about to speak timidly; Qi Yuan also seemed to have made up her mind, and raised her head to speak.

"Daoist..."

"Fellow?"

The fox girl hurriedly said, "Teacher, please tell me first."

"Fellow Daoist, sit down first," Qi Yuan smiled.

This smile, just like the expression he had when facing the master of Biefeng in the mountain gate, no matter how natural he wanted to appear, he would always show a bit of restraint.

Xiaolan straightened a strand of hair next to her ear, and said softly, "Master Daoist, are you trying to persuade me again?"

"Yes," Qi Yuan answered honestly.

"Master, why do you..."

Seeing that Xiaolan was anxious to break up, Qi Yuan hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, don't worry, you and I have already made friends last time and became good friends, so I just thought about it today and said this to fellow Daoist.

Fellow Daoist, Pindao wants to say two things today. One of these two things is that Pindao is a Zhuoxian, and the road to immortality has come to an end since then.

If it weren't for the persuasion of Pindao's disciples, Pindao would have gone through reincarnation and reincarnated. "

Xiaolan bit her lower lip lightly, and said affectionately:

"Whether it is an earth immortal or a heavenly immortal, living beings are just walking between heaven and earth once.

Xiaolan is willing to serve the Taoist priest for the rest of her life. "

"Fellow Daoist," Qi Yuan blushed, "Don't say such words, let people misunderstand something.

The second thing..."

"Daoist, you said so."

Underground, Li Changshou flattened his eyebrows and chuckled, knowing what Master was going to say.

A few clouds came from nowhere in the sky, light rain fell patteringly, and there were soft "rustling" sounds in the forest.

The old Taoist Qi Yuan showed a serious face, staring at Xiaolan's light brown eyes with [-] points of seriousness in his eyes, and said in a gentle voice:

"Fellow Daoist, I've been admitting to the wrong person all along."

Xiaolan couldn't help being stunned.

Qi Yuan breathed out slowly as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

"Really, it would be much happier to say it.

Fellow Daoist, when you were trapped underground, it was not the poor Taoist who came to see you, but an... expert in the shape of a poor Taoist.

This expert didn't want to be known, so he borrowed the appearance of a turbid fairy like Pindao who didn't move around much. Of course, this was also allowed by Pindao.

When the fellow Taoist came to my Little Qiong Peak after getting out of trouble, the expert felt that he had caused trouble for the poor man, so he appeared in the form of the poor man to provoke him, hoping to make you stop thinking about it...

Alas, never thought...

Fellow Daoist, that's how things are, what you're looking for is not a poor Taoist, but a person who looks like a poor Taoist. "

The fox girl was completely stunned;

She frowned in confusion at first, then lowered her head in meditation, her complexion changed from pale to disbelief, from disbelief to unwilling to believe...

"Master Dao, you are trying to deceive Xiaolan, right?"

"I didn't deceive you," Qi Yuan said with a wry smile, "Fellow Daoist, you can see whether my eyes are the same as that of the Taoist priest you think of in your heart.

This cannot be faked. "

The fox girl couldn't help watching carefully, and then fell into confusion.

"But Daoist, what I, I think about is the word Qi Yuan; what I have in my heart is the shadow of Daoist."

"Falsehood is just falsehood after all, fellow daoist, you are just fascinated."

Qi Yuan said sternly: "Pindao has searched the scriptures in the past few days, and got a saying that 'if there is filth on the outside but the heart is healthy, you can also cultivate to the highest fruit'.

The meaning of this sentence is that the spirit of your practice should not be discussed in terms of appearance, but in terms of heart and soul.

Obscuration, transfiguration, or even some rouge and gouache for women can make one person's appearance very similar to another, but the Taoist heart and temperament will not change.

Fellow Daoist, you have indeed found the wrong person.

And who is that expert, the poor Taoist would rather die than tell you, why don't fellow Taoists let go of such worries and focus on the way of longevity..."

"Daoist, you, you don't want to say anything."

Xiaolan took half a step back slowly, her beautiful eyes were full of confusion, "Xiaolan's heart is a little confused, she wants to calm down."

Qi Yuan stood up and bowed deeply to the fox girl.

"This matter will definitely bring a lot of confusion to the fellow daoists, and the poor Taoist also has an unshirkable responsibility here," Qi Yuan said, "In the future, if the fellow daoists don't dislike it, the poor daoist can also be a friend of the fellow daoists.

It's just a matter of marriage and Taoism, so don't be obsessed with it.

One is because of discomfort, the other is because of inadvertence, and the third is because it is false, so why build a building...

Fellow Daoist, if there is any offense here, please bear with me. "

Xiaolan's eyes were a little red, and she said in a low voice: "Xiaolan will take her farewell today, and when her thoughts are clear, she will definitely... give you an answer to the Taoist priest."

Qi Yuan got up and smiled gently, nodding slowly.

Xiao Lan lowered her head and turned around, took two steps forward in a daze, then stopped, turned and glanced at Qi Yuan, and then flew into the drizzle, letting her dress get wet, gradually flying drifting away.

Old Taoist Qi Yuan packed up the low table in front of him, took a brand new treasure bag, put away all these items, and hung them on a tree branch beside him.

Then, the old Taoist seemed to have remembered something, looked left and right for a while, then put on a straight face, and said:

"Come out."