Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

"No, why did you speak a bit like Ling Yunche this time?"

Lin Yan'er changed her mind again.

"However, compared to him, Ling Yunche is much more normal. He just occasionally says something unpleasant, but he is quite tactful."

Zhujiu didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said: "He just likes to tell the truth, there's nothing wrong with that, it's just that most mortals can't face up to the ugly side of themselves."

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Ling Yunche glanced in the direction of Lin Yan'er and Zhujiu in confusion, but didn't notice anything unusual.

"Where's the back?"

Seeing Ling Yunche stop, Ye Ling hurriedly asked what the sequel to this story was.

Ling Yunche regained his composure and continued, "The relationship between the two people became increasingly distant, until they became like strangers."

Ye Ling asked: "Didn't the second son try to communicate with the eldest son?"

Ling Yunche had a strange expression: "Do you think he is suitable for communication?"

Ye Ling thought about it and decided it was not suitable.

"But he is really amazing. He has the same spiritual roots as the eldest son, but his cultivation speed is so many times faster than the eldest son. I don't know how he cultivates."

"If I could get a word or two of advice from him, it would definitely benefit me for life."

Ling Yunche broke her fantasy.

"No, for him, as a cultivator, there are only three reasons for low cultivation."

"Lazy. Stupid. Lazy and stupid."

Ye Ling: "..."

She thought, he should just shut up.

"I don't know what you originally wanted to tell me, but this story may inspire you. I think if the eldest son is given a chance to choose, he may destroy the second son's spiritual roots in advance."

Ling Yunche gave his own opinion.

Ye Ling disagreed, "That's not right, Senior Brother."

Ling Yunche tilted his head to look at her.

"If it happened again, the eldest son would not destroy the second son's spiritual roots. He already knew that the second son was gifted in learning. How could he not know that the second son would also be gifted in cultivating immortals in the future?"

"But it's obvious that he didn't do that. He was even worried that his second son would be ostracized because of his strange temper, so he went to take care of him whenever he had nothing to do."

"Even though the second son pointed out that he was jealous of me, he didn't get angry and think of harming the second son. He just distanced himself from the second son. So I think if he is given another chance to choose, he will not destroy the second son's spiritual roots."

Ling Yunche raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He said, "The Saint and I have the same idea, but you heard a different idea. If the Saint knew this, he would be happy, even if he didn't show it so obviously."

Hearing Ling Yunche mention the Saint again, Ye Ling couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Is Your Excellency the Saint a person who doesn't show his dislike?"

"Happiness on his face?" Ling Yunche shook his head, "This word doesn't suit him."

He recalled his interactions with the saint.

"He is simply not interested in anything, so he has no emotions. If you get to know him a little, you will find that he is a person without malice, and he is not as distant as you think. He has a similar view of everyone."

Ye Ling: “For example?”

"Stupid people who are not suitable for cultivating immortals, stupid people who are slightly suitable for cultivating immortals, stupid people who are relatively suitable for cultivating immortals..."

Ye Ling: "Is this all you have?"

"A lazy person who is not suitable for cultivating immortals, a lazy person who is slightly suitable for cultivating immortals, a lazy person who is relatively suitable for cultivating immortals..."

Ye Ling: "..."

In a way, the saint is no different from the second son in the story.

"Then the second son you just mentioned is the saint... Your Excellency?"

She realized that she seemed to know something extraordinary.

"You can think so. He doesn't care anyway."

"For him, there is nothing that cannot be known."

Ling Yunche replied to her nonchalantly.

"Don't pay attention to what he says."

"In his eyes, at least half of the inner disciples of Zixiao Palace are fools who are not suitable for cultivating immortals. I am just a fool who is slightly suitable for cultivating immortals."

"He was willing to talk to me because he thought I looked a bit like his brother. Oh, and I won't take his words seriously."

Ye Ling wiped her sweat and said, "Brother, is it really okay for you to expose his past like this?"

Ling Yunche shrugged: "If there was something wrong, I would have been in trouble a long time ago. Don't worry too much. The Saint's words are not so hurtful now."

"Speaking of saints, it suddenly occurred to me that the saint seemed to have gone to an ancient secret place not long ago and obtained a treasure. Do you know what it is?"

Ye Ling had only heard about it and was not sure about the authenticity of the matter.

"I don't know. I asked him, but he ignored me."

Ling Yunche had also heard about this matter. He guessed, "This matter is probably true, because I saw him once before I left the sect, and I could clearly feel that he was physically weak."

"The fact that I was able to discover this means that he must have been seriously injured recently."

Ye Ling covered her mouth in surprise.

The Saint is the strongest person in Zixiao Palace, how could he be injured? Seriously?

She suddenly had an idea and said, "Brother! Do you think the thing that the Venerable asked us to go to Zhongshan to find might be..."

Ling Yunche raised his eyebrows.

"To find herbs to heal the saint!"

Ye Ling's tone was almost affirmative.

Ling Yunche thought for a moment and said honestly, "You think too highly of their relationship."

Ye Ling said disappointedly: "Is it impossible? The Venerable is his elder brother..."

Suddenly, a voice denied her.

"I don't know."

"But the Saint never acknowledged that the Venerable was his brother. His brother may have died a long time ago. People who are jealous cannot reach the Venerable's level."

Ling Yunche really didn’t know any of this. Anyway, his purpose of going to Zhongshan was very simple—to get the Venerable to accept him as a disciple.

Although he had met saints many times, it was obvious that saints could not teach others, nor did they intend to teach him anything.

In the saint’s own words: Those who understand will understand naturally, and those who don’t understand will not understand even if you explain it to them.

This was the most tactful thing he could say.

To put it more bluntly, you are too stupid to be taught.

Ling Yunche felt depressed every time he thought of this. He thought that the Venerable would definitely not be like the Saint and not teach. The Venerable looked like a very responsible person.

"Brother is right. The most taboo for cultivators is to avoid being contaminated by the seven emotions and six desires. The higher you advance, the more you need to have a clear mind. It is indeed unlikely that the Venerable is the elder brother of a saint."

Ye Ling nodded, agreeing with Ling Yunche's words.

Lin Yan'er, who had never practiced Taoism before, smiled and said, "That's bad. I can't practice Taoism."

Zhujiu looked at her suspiciously.

"Because I love the Bamboo Wine Monster!"

She turned her head and their eyes met.

Lin Yaner's eyes sparkled.

Zhujiu's face turned red little by little.

Lin Yan'er held his face and said with a smile: "I want to be with the little bamboo wine monster for the rest of my life, so my state of mind is destined to be unclear."

"Me too."

Zhujiu hugged her, and most of the depression that had been pent up in his heart disappeared.