Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Moon Pavilion

Gongyilin and Bai Mo sat opposite each other, the atmosphere in the pavilion was a bit weird, the reason was not human, but in Gongyilin, leaving Qinglian, he looked a little funny holding a baby carefully in the arms of a big man, especially just now The image of a worldly expert who emerges from the mud but is not stained.

"This child has a good face." It was Bai Mo who spoke first.

"Thanks for the compliment." Gong Yilin smiled, he didn't say anything ridiculous, even he had to admit that just looking at his appearance, he was really beautiful, especially his eyes, which contained aura, and he could tell just by looking at them.

"I don't know what is the relationship between this child and Mr. Gongyi?"

Just based on these words, Gongyilin had to take a look at Bai Mogao. He didn't directly ask about the child's background, but about the relationship. He was obviously concerned about his strength. , but if you ask about the relationship, it is a bit intriguing, more like a chat between two ordinary friends.

Gongyilin is arrogant, but he doesn't think big. The palace hides a dragon and a tiger. When his strength has not yet recovered, he absolutely does not want to fight these people to the death unless it is a last resort. It is unnecessary and worthless.

"This is Gouzi...Gongyipeng."

"So it's Mr. Ling."

Gongyilin smiled perfunctorily, but the sweat on his back had already soaked through his clothes. Just now when he said the word 'gouzi' again, he clearly felt a terrifying gaze, which came from his arms, needless to say.

It is clear in my heart that the origin is definitely not as simple as what Gongyilin said, but Bai Mo's patience is extremely good. He didn't ask, but said: "It's the worst time to take care of children at this time." The eyes in the words were a little soft, showing that he remembered What.

Gong Yilin nodded, with a look of deep understanding, "It's not just that it's not easy to take."

The terrifying gaze just now was already filled with murderous intent.

Gongyilin swallowed, and changed his position to hug the baby in his arms, "My little ancestor, please don't make trouble at this time."

What seemed to be a complaint was actually a pun. It was a warning to Kunpeng not to act rashly. Now that one of the two has only [-]% of his cultivation base, and the other can’t use his true energy for the time being, it’s really hard for Bai Mo to see that they are paper tigers. It will be miserable.

However, Qinghe calmed down, and was no longer angry because Gongyilin introduced him as a 'dog'. Instead, he took a deep look at Gongyilin. Just now, he pretended to be a peerless master in the lake, which might be to create an illusion , so that Bai Mo did not dare to act rashly.If this is the case, this person's mind is not just treacherous, but terrifying. He can endure and know how to advance and retreat.

Reminiscent of the odd number mentioned by the elegant scholar, Qinghe's eyes flickered. It would be strange if such a person didn't disturb the wind and rain and cause a bloody storm. It's just that Gongyi Lin Fei is a bloodthirsty demon. To cause chaos in the world, there must be a source.

So what if the world is in chaos?If it doesn't affect Tianyuan, it has nothing to do with him.

If it is said to be cool, I am afraid that Qinghe is even colder than Gongyilin.

The previous head of Tianyuan, Shouyuan, asked three questions when he was about to die, and Qinghe answered three times.

"As a monk, you are also a member of the world. What should you do about cholera?"

Qinghe replied: "Guard the mountain gate."

"The faction is subverted, and the mountain gate is broken, so what?"

Qinghe: "We will die together."

"Sorrow is everywhere, and there is no grass to grow. As long as you live in this land, you will not be spared. Instead of this, it is better to participate in it from the beginning."

Qinghe: "I have wings. The ground is full of wars and there is no shelter. I can soar upward."

In other words: it’s hard to live on the ground, so I’ll fly to the sky, at worst, fly for tens of thousands of years, get tired and perch on the clouds, and go down to the ground again after the war is over.

In this way, it is no wonder that the previous head of Tianyuan once half-jokingly said when he was alive: "Qinghe is powerful and can be a good head, but it is absolutely impossible to be the savior."

Fortunately, Gong Yilin met someone with such a temperament. If ordinary people, when the refined scholar left a spiritual sense saying that he might be a person who may cause trouble in the cultivation world, he would definitely suppress it without hesitation.

Seeing that the chubby baby in his arms had calmed down, Gong Yilin heaved a sigh of relief, and looked not far away, and heard the sound of arguing.

Bai Mo also heard it, and said to the master who was protecting him, "Go and see."

The close expert looked at Gongyilin with some hesitation in his eyes, but Bai Mo said calmly, "Most people would not do anything indecent in front of your child." The words clearly indicated that Gongyilin would not cause harm to his life. threaten.

No matter how reluctant he was, the close master still obeyed the order, because he was worried, he arrived at the scene of the incident very quickly, and came back after a while, "Prince Bing, it's the son and Lin Bo, the son seems to want Lin Bo and Lin Bo to come back." He went swimming, Lin Bo was a little reluctant, and there was some dispute between the two."

Gong Yilin was also listening on the sidelines, and didn't express his opinion, but he already had some calculations in his heart. The son in the mouth of this close expert must be referring to 'Bai Ce' rather than 'Bai Chen'.

"Although it's a trivial matter, it's easy to hurt your peace. It's better for the prince to go and have a look."

Bai Mo nodded, it would be easier for others to say, Lin Bo has stayed in the mansion for nearly ten years, and he is very close to Bai Chen, so if this matter is not handled properly, it will be hurtful.

"It seems that the king is destined to be absent today."

Gong Yilin, "Naturally, family matters are more important."

Looking at the back of Bai Mo's leaving, Gong Yilin suddenly said, "I heard that the war will start, I wonder when the prince will go to the battlefield?"

Although Bai Mo didn't know why he asked this question, he thought about it and replied: "Seven days later, three days sooner."

Gong Yilin raised his eyebrows, which means that Bai Chen's original intention for Bai Ce changed from supporting to killing within these three days?

His arm was poked, Gong Yilin lowered his head, and saw a white and tender finger pressed against the crook of his arm.

"what happened?"

Qinghe moved his hands and gestured.

Gongyilin touched his nose guiltily, "I'm not in a hurry, and I have nothing to hide from you."

Qinghe obviously didn't believe his nonsense. When Bai Mo said that there were only a few days left before the war, Gongyilin's expression froze obviously. Although it was only for a moment, Qinghe was sure that he was right.

A pair of eyes met him without hesitation.

"Ahem," Gongyilin said, "I can only say that our time is running out. 'Dream Eater' is a world constructed by the memory of the undead saints. We have to leave before this memory comes to an end. It was before the old man from the Undead Saint Race met us, but now a tricky thing happened."

Qinghe did not speak, waiting for the answer.

"The sun and the moon have their way, and the sky is orderly. Of course, sometimes there will be special cases. For example, some supreme beings can use the laws of time and space to make people go back to the past, but no one dares to do so, even if going back to the past can change many things and make up for regrets. , to be able to know the secrets of heaven in advance." Gongyilin's eyes darkened, "Because they are all afraid of facing the cleansing of heaven."

One time and space cannot accommodate two identical people. If you go back to the past and meet your former self, according to the laws of heaven and earth, one of them will be killed. This is considered lucky. Sometimes, both will be killed by heaven together. , The soul flies away.

Qinghe seemed to think of something, looked at Gongyilin, could it be that he had met someone in this world before?

Gong Yilin stood up, stared at the direction Bai Mo had just left, and was silent for a while. After a long time, he suddenly said, "I never like to tell stories. Although I claim to know the destiny, those people whose lives have intersected with me There are countless, but I have never told anyone about them... It is disrespectful to tell others the past as a story, but today I want to make an exception and tell you a story."

His voice was very soft, and there was a faint smell of grass on his body. Qinghe is now in the state of a baby, and he is holding him in his arms, against Gongyilin's chest. His body is a ghost cultivator, and his heart is almost beating, but at this moment However, Qinghe felt that he could hear it clearly, such as the beating of drums and the light throwing, such as the chirping of flutes.

"In my teacher's school, the master will send a few senior brothers to practice in the world of mortals after a certain period of time. Because I entered the teacher's school last, I didn't need to participate in the training before I finished my studies. One year, the seventeenth brother came back and kept going. Frowning, sullen, I was close to Senior Brother Shiqi, so I asked him what happened, Brother Shiqi didn’t answer, he just said that he did one thing wrong, a big one, I didn’t give up, and kept pestering him After several days, under constant questioning, Senior Seventeen finally let go."

Speaking of this, Gong Yilin sighed deeply, "According to what my senior brother said, he happened to pass by the battlefield that day, and saw that the general leading the army at that time had only tens of thousands of soldiers behind him, but on the opposite side was an enemy army of 10,000+. Unless it involves their own country, ordinary monks will not intervene. This is an unwritten rule among various sects. Brother Seventeen naturally did not intervene. What surprised him was that the general won the war in the end. Although he was victorious, the general was seriously injured. Unless there is a magic elixir, there is no way to return to heaven. The seventeenth senior brother is kind, and he couldn't bear to see a god general die, so he gave the elixir. become friends."

"About ten years later, Senior Seventeenth Brother was about to return to the school after his experience. He came to say goodbye to the general, but the general didn't listen carefully to what he said. He was just preoccupied. Senior Seventeenth Brother was surprised because he In my impression, this friend of mine would not change his face even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He really has a rock-solid heart, but he is such a person, but now he can't even hide his simple emotions. The general asked him to do it for him. Test it yourself, it's love."

"The two have been close friends for many years, and the Seventeenth Brother will naturally not refuse, so he calculated a divination. The divination shows that one of them is a fairy, wandering in the clouds, and will never return in this life."

Qing He narrowed his eyes, and roughly guessed who the general in the story he told was.

Gong Yilin continued: "Although that general is extremely intelligent, he is still a mortal. The one who can become an immortal is naturally another person. It stands to reason that if it is found to be related to an immortal, no matter what the hexagrams are, you must not tell the other party."

Immortal roads are unpredictable. Originally, every step is a trajectory arranged by the Dao of Heaven, but if human intervention is added, the result may be very different.

"Senior Brother Seventeen originally didn't intend to tell, but looking at his friend's expectant eyes, he thought that he spent most of his time in war and officialdom. Now that he has a loved one, but this is the ending. The two love each other very much. The Guan family is destined to be separated from immortals by the way of heaven, how ironic it is!"

He paused here, but Qinghe had already guessed the ending of the story, the Seventeenth Senior Brother of Gongyilin must have told the other party the result of the hexagram.

"Senior Brother Seventeen told me that his friend was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, and then burst out laughing, almost bursting into tears, and finally said only one sentence, 'So what about immortals, this king wants to go against the sky. Hearing this sentence, Senior Seventeen knew that he had made a big mistake, because his words might break another person's path to immortality. Later, this incident almost became Senior Brother Seventeen's heart demon. When he went out to practice, he specifically asked me to visit that old friend, and most importantly, he wanted to know whether he...had ruined another person's journey to immortality. "

"It was a snowy day, and I came to the place where my senior brother asked me to visit his friends," Gong Yilin closed his eyes and fell into the memory, "The body is thin, and the eyes are as quiet as ancient water, which is completely different from what the senior brother described. He has lofty ambitions in his chest and the aura of decisive victory thousands of miles away. When he saw me, he only asked, 'Can we meet someday'?"

"What about you?" Qinghe stretched out his hand and wrote these two words on Gongyilin's arm.

"I gave him hope."

Qinghe continued to write: "You didn't calculate that."

Gong Yilin nodded, "He has already suffered from love, so there is no need to worry about it. There is always hope in life, so I told him that there will be a day when we will meet each other. You must know that life is only a hundred years, and I originally wanted him to embrace it." Hope to live on, until the gray hair is gray Xu Neng will be able to fully understand and let go of this relationship. At that time, I thought it was a reasonable arrangement, but I never thought that I also made the same mistake as Brother Seventeen."

"Later, I learned from many inquiries that he had crippled his adoptive son's tendons and imprisoned him for two full years. How could such a person give up?" Gong Yilin opened his eyes again, with some melancholy in his tone, "So what if there is hope? If the practice time is too short, and his adopted son is accepted into the sect by an expert, he may be able to retreat for more than ten years at a time. Even if one day, the adopted son returns to the world of mortals, he is already a dying man. elder."

"Facts have proved that even if you predict things like a god, it is impossible to master everything in the world. I never thought that that person would enter the Immortal Mountain alone with a mortal body, step across three mountains and two places, and go through countless trials of life and death to obtain an immortal body."

Qinghe was silent, hearing the story up to this point, there is no doubt that the general was referring to Bai Mo, and his adopted son was Bian Feichen.

The spring breeze blew past, and it was obviously warm, but it was mixed with Gongyilin's faint murmur: "All this...whose fault is it?"

Is it Brother Seventeen's, Bai Mo's, or his?

There is a saying that secrets cannot be revealed. This sentence did not come out for no reason.

"Senior Brother Seventeen gave birth to Bai Mo's obsession. After many years, I gave him hope again, but this involved the continuation of his fate with Bian Feichen many years later."

Qinghe wrote one stroke at a time: "You and Bai Mo have met before?"

Gong Yilin nodded.

"But pretending not to know?" Qinghe continued to write.

Gong Yilin smiled and said: "He remembers me, but he doesn't see me in his eyes. There is only one reason for Bai Mo to live. Who else is it? Does it matter if he has seen it or not? As for me, he is just my experience in the world of mortals. A friend entrusted by senior brother to visit is not a relative, but a chance encounter, who is he, and where I met him, what does it matter?"

Qinghe looked at him.

Gongyilin coughed, and in a blink of an eye he returned to his unruly manner, "So, we still have two years at most. After two years, the future me will go to the palace and visit Baimo. In one space, my past and future Appearing at the same time, I will definitely be mercilessly killed by Heavenly Dao."

……

The day is fleeting, and at some point the moon is as cold as water. Gong Yilin did not go directly to the other courtyard where he lived, but hugged Qinghe in his arms, and sat in the boat again. Several water snakes caught by him Has long been missing.

After an unknown amount of time, he stretched out his hand and murmured: "The wind is blowing." Standing up, he put Qinghe's head in his arms to prevent him from being caught by the wind. With a little tiptoe, he skipped across the lake and stepped on the waves all the way to the shore .

"Limber."

There was an old man in front of him, he paused every step, and his gait was a bit staggering, when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head and said in surprise, "It turned out to be Mr. Gongyi."

Gong Yilin walked over, "Are you injured?"

Lin Bo waved his hand, "It's an old bone, today..." He paused, obviously he didn't want to call Bai Ce the prince, so he simply omitted it, "I was dragged to swim, I haven't exercised for a long time, my arms are a little sore pain."

Hearing this, Gongyilin said: "Why don't you let me show you?"

Lin Bo, "Don't bother, just rest for two days and you'll be fine."

"It's not good if the cold air enters the body," Gongyilin said, "The prince is in command and is about to go to the battlefield. If you get sick at this juncture, he may not feel at ease."

The eldest son in command refers to Bai Chen, Lin Bo's eyes softened a lot, and there was no evasion in his tone, "If that's the case, I'll trouble Mr. Gongyi."

"It's a matter of little effort." As he spoke, he took his pulse. Of course, Gong Yilin didn't know medical skills. He just released a stream of air from his body and entered Lin Bo's body to check whether his meridians were blocked and the cold air entered his body. After a while, Gong Yilin Yilin frowned slightly, "Have you ever been hurt secretly before?"

Lin Bo was startled, "It happened many years ago, when I got an arrow in my arm."

"Is the arrow quenched with poison?"

Lin Bo nodded, "Later, the lord invited a miracle doctor to save his life."

"No wonder, it's good that ordinary doctors can cure it like this, but in fact, the residual poison has not been completely removed. If it's convenient for you, go to me first, and I can force the poison out."

This shoulder often hurts and has tortured him for many years. Now that it can be eradicated, Lin Bo is overjoyed, "Thank you, Mr. Gongyi."

……

The hideous scar wrapped around his shoulder like a huge earthworm was originally just an arrow wound, but when the poison was pulled out, the genius doctor cut a large hole with a knife, releasing poisonous blood and leaving a terrible scar at the same time.

Gongyi Lin Yungong slapped him on the shoulder, felt the rushing black energy, and couldn't help frowning, "This poison is so overbearing, how did you get hurt?"

Lin Bo let out a long sigh, "It's a long story. At that time, there were thieves who sneaked into the palace and wanted to assassinate the young prince. At a critical moment, this old slave blocked the arrow."

He also lived in the palace for a while. According to his observation, Bo Lin is very loyal to Bai Chen. Sometimes even Gong Yilin is a little curious. If Bai Mo is the real owner of the palace, why is Bo Lin so devoted to Bai Chen? Heart?

After staying in Lin Bo's body for so many years, the residual poison naturally refused to be forced out obediently, and ran around as if he had spiritual wisdom.

No matter how powerful the poison used by ordinary people is, it can only be said to be an ordinary poison. It is almost effortless for Gongyilin to get rid of it, but now that his cultivation base is only [-]%, it takes a little more time.

"Okay." He took a long breath.

Lin Bo moved his arm, and clearly felt that not only was there no pain in one part of his arm, but it felt extraordinarily light, as if the stone that had been pressed on his shoulder for many years was suddenly shattered. Lin Bo said excitedly: "This time I really want to thank Mr. Gongyi."

Originally, when Gong Yilin spoke, he didn't have too much hope. After all, since he was injured, the illness has tortured him for many years, and he would never have thought that it could be eradicated overnight.

Gongyilin shook his head, "You are welcome."

After clearing away the poison, he stood up and was about to pour two cups of hot tea. When he passed by Lin Bo, his eyes met a strange red birthmark on the elbow of the other arm, and he froze suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Lin Bo asked curiously when he saw Gong Yilin suddenly stopped.

Gong Yilin looked away, "Probably because of the activation of the exercises just now."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the table and poured two cups of tea with his back turned to Lin Bo.

He also saw the same red birthmark on Bian Feichen.

At that time, he proposed the idea of ​​pleading guilty, and then hid behind the clouds to watch the excitement. At that time, Bian Feichen was bare upper body, and the red birthmark on his left arm was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

Gongyilin suddenly came up with a guess, Bian Feichen's appearance appeared in his mind, and he compared it with Lin Bo carefully. Lin Bo is older, and the two look the same, but if Lin Bo's face is 20 years younger Years old, the eyebrows of these two people are actually somewhat similar.

swimming?Lin Bo and Bai Ce went out for a swim in the afternoon, does that mean that Bai Ce also saw this lift?

The tea had overflowed, and Gongyilin caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and with a movement of his finger, the excess water turned into a wisp of water mist and disappeared.