Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Whether Gongyilin is unique or not may be disputed, but it is true that he is unique in everything he does.

He swiped the sword twice towards the void, and the sword wind brought by the giant sword swept across the broken stones. Looking at the broken stones in the air, Gong Yilin said with emotion: "Simply exerting force can do this. Huge power, what kind of demeanor those truly peerless swordsmen should be."

This sentence comes from the bottom of my heart. Half-truth and half-false are Gongyilin's way of dealing with people, so that Qinghe only understands today that deep in his heart, Gongyilin still longs to be a swordsman. Wu Fengyun, moving the sky, probably that is a way of life he yearns for.It's a pity that he is destined to miss the way of the sword, not because of his aptitude, but because of his temperament.

Swordsmen are upright and righteous, a peerless swordsman can achieve the state of unity of human and sword, for them, the sword is their life, but for Gongyilin, the value of their own life is far above the sword , in order to save his life at a critical moment, let alone a sword, tens of thousands can throw him out without hesitation.

Gongyilin looked at the sword reluctantly, and finally put it away. When he was young, he wanted the sword of the senior brother, but he used his finger as a sword, and was pierced through the heart by the senior brother for no reason. He convinced himself with such a reason, but deep down, he still had a sense of repulsion towards the sword.

"It seems that I have nothing to do with the sword in this life."

"Not necessarily," Qinghe said: "If you can put the sword in a position equal to life."

Gong Yilin withdrew his gaze from staring at the scabbard, raised his head, and asked puzzledly, "Do you think I'm out of my mind?"

A weapon is equivalent to life, and he is not stupid.

Hearing this, the corner of Qinghe's mouth couldn't help twitching, sure enough, don't expect Gongyilin to suddenly have a super high awareness.

"The sword is as important as life, what a joke," Gongyilin said while walking forward, "It's not bad to put you in this position."

The latter sentence was spoken in an extremely low voice, almost as silent as a breeze blowing across the green grass.

But Qinghe still caught it, and the few words that were as light as a feather exploded a thunder in his heart. His heart seemed to be slashed severely, cutting out a piece of heaven and earth. From then on, he belonged to Gongyilin alone, isolated from the world.

Before he knew that his unintentional words had gained enough favorability, Gong Yilin still walked forward with his head buried, when there was a rustling sound behind him, he turned around abruptly, and the sound disappeared immediately.

"That ugly squirrel hasn't left yet?" He frowned.

Whoosh!

In the darkness, a pine nut the size of half a fist rushed forward in a half-arc. This time, Gong Yilin was well prepared, and slightly clenched his left hand in mid-air. The pine nut twirled in the soft palm and stopped unwillingly.

He frowned, and threw the pine nuts to the side of the bushes, and soon there was the sound of "creaking" gnawing pine nuts. At first, Gong Yilin ignored it and continued on his own way. Not long after, the voice behind him came again, he Finally, helplessly, he stopped again, and said to Qinghe beside him, "Think of a way to get rid of it."

Qinghe looked at him with a half-smile, as if asking him why he didn't make a move by himself.

Gong Yilin made a surrender expression, and said helplessly: "I admit, I have always been unable to resist furry animals."

"That's true," Qinghe nodded, agreeing with his words, "For example, the phoenix from the Immortal Holy Land, the daughter of the Emperor Yu, and the Peacock Princess hundreds of years ago."

Gongyilin laughed dryly, and hastily rehabilitated himself, "Actually, I'm not always willing to refuse. The Huolongju is the best example."

Qinghe sneered.

Gongyilin swallowed, "You should know my character."

Qinghe said seriously: "I have a deep understanding."

Gongyilin: ...I don't feel like I'm praising him.

"If you think about it carefully, we have known each other for a while. In the beginning, the two sides did not maintain a simple relationship between riding and being ridden. It is only recently that the relationship has been further developed."

Feeling that this example is very convincing, Gong Yilin was almost overwhelmed by his own wisdom for a moment.

No one can know whether he is convinced or not, but he should really be thankful that he was lucky today and was not blown away by a wing.

Squeak!

A voice came from the darkness, it seemed to be mocking Gong Yilin.

Unable to restrain his eyebrows from jumping, Gong Yilin stretched out his index finger to press his temple, and urged Qinghe: "Quickly find a way to send it away."

Qinghe: "It won't follow you for no reason."

"Why did you follow me?" Gong Yilin strode forward a few steps to draw a clear line, "Maybe it was after you."

He's been unlucky enough lately that it's unthinkable to have another bad luck squirrel.

"Is there any way to make it go away by itself?"

Qinghe said bluntly: "There is a way that is feasible."

Gongyi Lin Daxi: "Let's hear it."

Qinghe, "You are not good at Buddhist Zen, tell it your Buddhist principles, and teach it to be right."

Gongyilin: ...

He remembered that he had just said the same theory to Qinghe, and even the reasoning had been changed—turn back and be right.

What was the result after I said these four words?

He vaguely remembered being knocked out by a slap, and then regained consciousness, only to be greeted by Qinghe's outrageous singing.

singing?

Gongyilin's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Yes, you can sing for it."

Qinghe's face suddenly sank.

However, Gong Yilin's eyesight saw that he was completely thrown out of the sky at this time, and he couldn't even do basic observation and observation, so he just praised his wisdom, "Once you open your voice, I don't believe it won't kill it!"

A gust of wind drifted by.

Gongyilin shrank back, looked up at the sky, wondering: "Is it going to change, why is it so cold?"

Soon, he realized that it wasn't the weather that was wrong, but that the face of the person beside him was wrong.

It's too late to make amends.

Gong Yilin hurriedly changed the subject, and didn't mention anything about Qinghe's singing, "Now we'd better think about how to get rid of this bad luck squirrel."

Originally, Qinghe didn't pay much attention to this matter, but when he saw Gongyilin repeatedly stressing that he wanted to get rid of this strange visitor, he became somewhat suspicious, who is Gongyilin?Exuberant curiosity, a typical example of never dying if you don’t hit the south wall. In this dark world, it’s hard to meet a new gadget that comes to your door. It’s not bad if you don’t chase after it, but you will take the initiative to drive it away , is really strange.

"Why?" Qinghe's lips moved slightly and asked.

Gong Yilin insisted on his own opinion, "I simply don't want to play with it."

Qinghe looked at him without speaking.

Before he showed this expression and remained silent, it meant that a lie of Gong Yilin had been exposed.

Gong Yilin: "The tail is too big, blocking the way."

Qinghe remained silent.

The second lie was exposed.

Gongyi Lin Changchang sighed, "Can't you follow my wishes and pretend you didn't notice anything?"

"Depending on your temperament, I'm afraid the real world chaos is not far away." Qinghe said sharply.

Gongyilin rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, "Even without me, the world would be in chaos."

Nagato is the beginning of the turmoil. This is no longer a simple battle of arrogance. Many heroes with status and status are not afraid of being infamous. They ventured to the secret realm. I don’t know what will happen to the outside world when they come in. Variety.

The Yuhuang left the Yaozu, the Dragon King left the Dragon Palace, Wanjianzong did not have Leng Chen sitting in command... presumably many forces are also ready to move, if these leaders do not return, they will launch a war to seek power.Thinking of this, he licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes couldn't help showing a trace of excitement, "I just don't know who can rule the world."

While speaking, the wind blows between the sleeves, the chin is too high, and the ambition to compete with the God of Heaven is full of ambition, "What do you think of me?"

Qinghe, "has the capital to confuse the world."

He said "confuse", but Gongyilin heard it as "disaster and chaos in the world", and did not understand the deep meaning in this sentence. Qinghe rarely praised his appearance, but Gongyilin regarded it as a sign of his own character. expose.

I have to say that the way they get along is very interesting. Sometimes they don’t say anything, and they can understand what the other party wants to convey by simply exchanging eyes. But sometimes they talk a lot, but they seem to be people in two worlds, expressing and receiving It means that one is in the sky and the other is underground, but they can still communicate smoothly on different tracks.

"Now you can talk about your intentions." Qing He said.

Seeing that this can't change the topic, Gong Yilin stopped doing more useless work, "The doom squirrel, the records about it are not just foretelling that there will be bad luck."

Qinghe said 'oh'.

Gong Yilin felt a toothache. Every time this monosyllabic word appeared, it could express many different meanings. This time it was obviously: You continue to talk, and I will listen.

"The squirrel of misfortune grows in cold or bloody places. It can eat human flesh and blood, and suck the blood of monks..."

"Oh?" Gong Yilin's words were interrupted by a short word, which was different from the flat tone of the word just now, this time it really raised the tone.

Gong Yilin felt his teeth hurt even more, and he found miraculously that he could understand the meaning of this question again: make up, continue to make up.

"How did you know I was lying?" After thinking about it, he still couldn't help asking.

Qinghe didn't answer. In fact, to a certain extent, it is easy to judge that once Gongyilin showed a righteous expression, he must be lying. The look on his face turned into death, that was definitely the beginning of a huge conspiracy.

This conclusion has been applied to the present, and after countless times of practice, basically the coincidence rate has reached more than 90.00%.

Gong Yilin probably didn't expect that there was someone who knew himself better than himself.

But he refused to show weakness no matter what, he snorted and said, "If you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts. You must have done too many bad things to meet me."

Qinghe didn't show his face, and even liked this metaphor strangely.

Seeing that he couldn't get the answer he wanted, there was a little regret in his eyes, but he continued to talk, but this time, nothing he said was false.