Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

All the monks of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect were so happy that they couldn't cover their mouths, and tried to put on a dignified appearance, so as not to look too gloating.

The Zhengyang Immortal Sect team headed by Qian Qing hypocritically said:

"A mere piece of "Wushan Weeping" is nothing. My lover is not good, but I am quite good at this piano art..."

Qian Qing chuckled twice, with a smug expression on her face.

Amao standing on his shoulder squeaked and cheered for his master.

Pu Qingluo was also quite happy, and said crisply: "I have admired the reputation of Dongling Immortal Sect for a long time, and I have always admired it. If there is a chance, I must go to Liaojizhou to disturb it."

The wooden door seven said: "I don't know how the Xuying Xianjun is doing recently?"

"..."

Everyone got together to greet each other, but after all, the two sides were still in an incompatible hostile situation just now, and it was impossible to turn hostility into friendship in an instant.

Therefore, the two did not talk for long, so they stopped being polite and waited for Lin Zichu to come out.

Not far away, after Lin Zichu finished playing, he got up and straightened his robe, folded his front hem, and walked out of the barrier.

The moment Lin Zichu stepped out of the barrier, both Qianqing and Lin Zichu were shocked.

There were two huge and unparalleled divine senses, which instantly entered the minds of the two of them.

"Under the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, please look forward to my Qianqing and Lin Zichu, who won the crowns of 'Dazzling Hundred Flowers' and 'Wushan Cloud and Rain' respectively. The two of you are eligible to enter the next third level, 'Stars Spreading All Over the Sky'."

The voice of the divine consciousness was gentle and clear, and the owner of the voice was probably a man in his twenties.

Just listening to the voice of this divine consciousness, one can feel that the master must be an immortal cultivator with extraordinary temperament and outstanding appearance.

"The wild goose on the flat sand in Lin Zichu's enchantment will lead the two of you to the test site of the third level."

The master of spiritual consciousness smiled slightly and said:

"Soon, you will see me."

So far, no more sound.

The two of Qian Lin looked at each other, already knowing each other's situation, they all set their eyes on the wild goose on the flat sand in Lin Zichu's enchantment.

Except for Qianqing and Lin Zichu, the other monks also heard the sound transmission of their spiritual consciousness.Different from the sound transmission of Qian Lin and the two, they thanked everyone for their participation, and said that after leaving the Jiandan Qinxin Building, everyone can receive inheritance gifts to transform today's fate.

Hearing this, all the monks knew that the person who transmitted the sound was the master of the lineage of the Immortal Treasure, Lin Caiyun who practiced loosely.

Although Lin Caiyun blew himself up and died when he was only out of his body, his body was comparable to that of Mahayana, and the inheritance of the Immortal Store has always been regarded as the inheritance of Mahayana monks.

It is a great opportunity to get a treasure from the inheritance of Mahayana monks.

Therefore, except for the two of Qian Lin, the rest of the cultivators retreated from the Jiandan Qinxin Tower.

After there was no other sound in the piano building, the last Pingsha Luoyan squawked, flapped its wings, and flew deeper into the piano building.

The two of Qian Lin walked side by side, followed Pingsha Luoyan, and walked into a deep and dark corridor.

The corridor is empty and echoes can be heard.

Qian Qing said: "Brother, did you hear that? Just now that divine sense said, 'You will see me soon'."

"Ah."

"But Lin Caiyun should have blew himself up and died long ago, so how can we see him again?"

Lin Zichu shook his head and said: "Although I know that there are ways in this world to allow people to see the voice and appearance of the deceased, they can only describe the words and deeds of the deceased. Chess skills are related.... The most important thing about chess skills is that every piece is dropped, which is ever-changing and the situation is different. If the third round is the two of us playing chess against senior Lin Caiyun, it will not work just to reproduce the words and deeds of the deceased of."

Qian Qing said: "That's right, I don't know how to play tricks on the third stage."

"I'm always worried that 'Scattered Stars' will not be as simple as the first two levels..."

Qianqing laughed: "Really? No problem, big brother, you and I are going forward hand in hand, what can stop us?"

After saying that, Qian Qing rubbed against Lin Zichu's side, stretched out her right hand, grabbed Lin Zichu's palm, and after finding the right place, gently pulled it.

The corners of Lin Zichu's lips rose slightly, he just felt that Qian Qing was so adorable, and wanted to hug him and kiss him.

There was no sound in the dark corridor.Lin Zichu couldn't help recalling all the intimate things the two of them had done in the Forest of Broken Swords.His heart swayed, he really wanted to stop just like that, hug Qianqing regardless, kiss his earlobe, or let him kiss himself.

However, at this time, this kind of place is really not suitable.

Not only dangerous, but absurd.

Lin Zichu took a deep breath, tightly held Qianqing's extended hand, and forcibly suppressed the heat in his body, deep down, he was really not happy.

Qian Qing held Lin Zichu's hand, only to feel that the elder brother's palm suddenly became hot, and then he grabbed her tightly, her body felt better and trembled a little.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

"...It's okay." Lin Zichu turned his head away.He was a little afraid to look at Qianqing, for fear that Qianqing would see that he was restless.

Qianqing seemed to have noticed something, he held Lin Zichu's hand a little harder, moved it around, found the palm of the eldest brother with his nails, and rubbed it lightly.

Lin Zichu suddenly looked at Qianqing.

The palms are more sensitive and ticklish than the back of the hands. Lin Zichu has had a cold dragon lying on the body of snow since he was a child. Others treat him like a god or a Buddha, they respect him very much and dare not approach him.

Wei Wei is intimate with Qian Qing, the two are in love with each other, and they are both young people. In this extremely inappropriate place, my heart is beating wildly and my blood is boiling with excitement.

Qianqing pursed her lips and looked into Lin Zichu's eyes.

The man pulled out all the silver needles around his eyes, revealing a pair of round eyes, which were moist and docile, looking like he really wanted to kiss Qian Qing.

In front of the two of them, Pingsha Luoyan croaked and flew forward non-stop.

Although Qianqing and Lin Zichu have been following Pingsha Luoyan without stopping, they are indeed walking more and more slowly.

Qian Qing held Lin Zichu's hand tightly, not knowing whether to reach out to hug him, her mind was struggling violently.

"quack."

Seemingly realizing that the two behind him were lagging behind him, Na Pingsha Luoyan turned around and yelled twice.

These two urgings made Qian Qing quite unhappy, because he knew that this was indeed not a good place for the two of them to be intimate.

He let go of Lin Zichu's hand, and said slightly angrily: "This Pingsha Luoyan likes to listen to the beautiful music of the piano, but his own voice is so unpleasant, it's really disgusting."

Pingsha Luoyan, who was hovering in place, heard Qianqing's evaluation, and immediately became angry and squawked repeatedly.

The screams echoed in the corridor, making it even more empty.

Lin Zichu felt disappointed, sighed slightly, didn't know what to say, so he and Qianqing walked forward quickly, following the wild goose falling on the flat sand.

At this moment, Qian Qing suddenly turned her head, and her lips touched Lin Zichu's cheek very lightly.

"..."

Lin Zichu suddenly opened his eyes wide and his heart shrank.

"Brother," Qian Qing lowered her voice, "You... you play the piano really well."

"..." Lin Zichu dazedly touched the face that had been kissed, and lowered his head.

It's really strange, even though she has done something more intimate than this, how could she still be so uncontrollable after being kissed by Qianqing.

"Really?" Lin Zichu's voice became hoarse.

"... From now on, I will always play the piano for you."

Qianqing felt her heart and body warm up, and she was about to hold Lin Zichu's hand again.

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, an attic with an open door appeared.

There is a brown plaque hanging on the attic, on which are written the four characters "scattered across the sky".

After Pingsha Luoyan saw these four words, she flapped her wings, looked quite anxious, and slipped in through the open door.The flustered movements, as if there is something in the room that it longs for.

When Pingsha Luoyan got in, the door of the star-studded room suddenly slammed shut with a 'bang'.

"what?"

Both Qian Lin felt something was wrong, they used Tengyun footwork, and quickly moved outside the Star Dotted Pavilion.

He stretched out his hand to push the door of the attic, but the door didn't open, it was tightly closed.

Qian Qing pushed twice, took a step back, and said, "It's strange, Lin Caiyun told us to follow Pingsha Luoyan, and locked us outside, what's the reason?"

Lin Zichu thought for a while and said, "Just wait here for a while."

"Ah."

Qian Qing sat down cross-legged, suddenly her heart moved, she said: "Brother...let me kiss you again, okay?"

Lin Zichu's heart was beating so hard that he felt a little tense.

He kept silent, but walked behind Qianqing, leaned over and hugged Qianqing's neck.

The two cheeks touched each other, and their ears rubbed against each other.

Qianqing closed her eyes, took a light breath, and murmured:

"It smells so good..."

Lin Zichu's fingers curled up, he buried his head deeply, and pressed his chin to Qianqing's shoulder, feeling that he was rarely as happy as this moment in his entire life.

"Okay."

A clear and bright male voice came, and at the same time, the doors of the dotted pavilions were suddenly separated from the middle, and a strong wind blew out from the room.

"What time is it, you two brats, you are still kissing me here, without any rules."

Both Qianqing and Lin Zichu were familiar with the mocking voice, and they quickly stood up from the ground.

"Old man."

"senior."

"Why are you here?"

But I saw a person walking out of the star-studded pavilion, with fluttering white hair reaching to his waist.This white-haired fairy has a handsome appearance and young eyes, but his whole body exudes a simple and unsophisticated atmosphere that has been tempered and tempered, making it difficult to tell his age.

It was the old fairy Deng Lin.

The index finger of his right hand was bent, and the one standing on it was the same goose falling down the sand from before.Yanzi's slender toes firmly grasped the index finger of Old Fairy Deng Lin, showing a stable expression as if he was perched on a thick branch.

Old Fairy Deng Lin teased Pingsha Luoyan's jaw with his left hand, and it squinted its eyes with a dull and relaxed expression.

Elder Deng Lin said: "Why can't I be here?"

"Ah," Qian Qing said suddenly, "So you are Lin Caiyun."

"Fart!!" Old Immortal Deng Lin was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qianqing smiled slightly, but didn't speak.

Of course he knew that Old Immortal Deng Lin was not Lin Caiyun, and the reason why he said this was to force Old Immortal Deng Lin to talk nonsense.

Sure enough, Old Immortal Deng Lin flicked his right index finger and drove away the Luoyan on Pingsha.

Pingsha Luoyan reluctantly let go, quacking and screaming, but due to the majesty of the old fairy Deng Lin, he had to fly away slowly.

Qianqing looked at this person and bird very interestingly.

"The Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, the boldness of the sword and the heart of the piano, and the starry sky are all cultivated by Lin Caiyun, the immortal gang. Naturally, he is also the master here. Since he is the master, of course he can be here."

Old Immortal Deng Lin looked Qian Lin and the two up and down, and said in a strange voice:

"The two of you are the winners of the first two trials? Well, the younger generation is not as good as the next generation. Although the two of you can win the inheritance of Lin Caiyun's fairy treasure, it's not because you are capable enough. On the contrary, you are still far behind." far."

Qian Qing deliberately said: "What nonsense, who said that we have won the inheritance of Senior Lin's Immortal Collection? You don't know, we still have the third hurdle 'Stars Spreading' to pass."

"Who says I don't know!" The old fairy Deng Lin raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "The third level is for you to play 'Xing Luo Chess' with Lin Caiyun. That bastard Lin Caiyun can't do anything else. Luo chess is very good. Not to mention you, even I have never defeated him. With you two little bastards, if you want to beat him, wouldn't you waste your whole life here?"

Lin Zichu nodded, and said: "So that's how it is. This inheritance is accomplished after passing the first two hurdles."

Qian Qing heard the old fairy Deng Lin say that the content of the third level is to play chess, just like the two guessed just now, she already knew it well.

He also heard that although he scolded Lin Caiyun in words, which was quite rude, it was obvious that he had a close personal relationship with him.So Qian Qing said: "Since the third level is for us to play against Lin Caiyun, it has nothing to do with you. After all, what are you doing here?"

"Being an immortal, there is naturally a reason for being an immortal."

Qian Qing urged him: "Well, he must have come to serve tea and water for Senior Lin Caiyun and me."

"Hmph!" Elder Deng Lin snorted coldly, and cursed: "Stinky brat is fucking shit. Ben Shangxian came here, came here..."

Speaking of the latter, the voice is getting lower and lower, getting smaller and smaller, almost like a nymph.

The two of Qian Lin looked at each other in unison, they were both very surprised, they couldn't figure out why this old fairy Deng Lin showed such an embarrassing expression, and they didn't want to say why he came here.

Seeing that old fairy Deng Lin's face was red, his eyes were sullen, and he looked at Qianqing and Lin Zichu with resentment.

Lin Zichu still had a bit of respect for Old Immortal Deng Lin, seeing him embarrassed, he didn't want to say anything more.

But Qianqing didn't treat Elder Deng Lin like that at all, she just heard Qianqing say bluntly: "Why are you blushing? Are you here to meet your little lover privately?"

This time, Old Immortal Deng Lin was almost set on fire.

He roared angrily and blurted out, "What little lover? Ben Shangxian came to see Lin Caiyun, an old thief!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Elder Deng Lin felt something was wrong, shook his robe, turned around, and did not look at Qian Lin and the two again.

Qian Qing was secretly surprised: Since this is the case, why not just say it?

But he said: "Oh, senior Lin Caiyun did tell us just now that we will see him soon. You want to take the opportunity of the two of us playing chess with senior Lin Caiyun to see him again. That's how it is."

"..."

Lin Zichu looked at the back of old fairy Deng Lin, somehow felt that he was a little lonely alone, so he kindly said: "As far as I know, senior Lin Caiyun has already passed away, and he stayed here to play chess with us. I'm afraid it's just a wisp of divine sense, even if his behavior is the same as that of Senior Lin Caiyun when he was alive, he is by no means the same person as before. Senior, why don't you take it easy?"

Elder Deng Lin narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a while.

Then he said, "It's not divine consciousness."

"Ok?"

"For a while, it's not the divine sense that is playing chess with you two." Old Immortal Deng Lin turned his back to Qian Lin and the two, and there was a glimmer of light rolling in his eyes, "It's Lin Caiyun's...a remnant soul."

Lin Zichu couldn't help but let out an 'ah', obviously shocked.

Before birth, a person is conceived in the mother's womb.

In the beginning, it was just a divine consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness continued to grow and turned into a soul.Then it becomes bone, the bone produces blood, and the blood produces flesh.

When the physical body is fully mature, it will take ten months before it can fall off the mother's body.

Only when you leave the mother body can you be called a 'human'.

Cultivators practice against the sky, fighting for fate with the sky. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, they can separate their spiritual consciousness from the body and achieve the effect of sound transmission and identification of objects.

But one step closer, it is difficult to separate the soul, which is roughly equivalent to the difficulty of manipulating the bone, blood, and flesh separated from the monk's body.

Only a special method can split the soul.However, as far as Lin Zichu knew, there was a huge price to pay.

For monks, the real death is not the disappearance of the body, but the disappearance of the soul. This is the reason.

"Senior Lin Caiyun was alive..." Lin Zichu murmured, "Can you actually reach the level of split soul manipulation?"

"Of course not!" Elder Deng Lin said: "This is what he did after his death. Hehe, Linjia boy, you are also in the body of the cold dragon lying in the snow, don't you know that the monks in the body of the cold dragon lying in the snow have come out of the body After cultivation, will it be blown up like an overflowing water tank?"

"..."

As soon as this remark came out, the dotted building suddenly fell into dead silence.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them unexpectedly all had an inexplicable and identical feeling of pain.

"...Fortunately." Elder Deng Lin looked at Qian Lin and the two with mournful eyes, and said, "I found out that there are two characteristics after self-explosion of a monk with a cold dragon crouching snow body. The second is that although the soul is blown to pieces, it can be restrained with the soul nail."

Hearing this, the two of Qian Lin were shocked, and ecstasy welled up in their hearts.

Dissipation of the body is nothing to monks.

Because as long as there is still a soul, it can be transformed into bones, blood, and then condensed into a physical body.There are countless ways to make the body dissipate, but the monk with a complete soul can be resurrected.

"It took me a long time to collect Lin Caiyun's soul. It's been too long, and I can't bear it anymore..." Elder Deng Lin looked at the dotted room behind him with complicated eyes.

"...the remnant soul here is the last one."

The two of Qian Lin followed the old fairy Deng Lin's gaze and looked towards the attic with double doors halfway ahead.

"The two of you come in with me." Elder Deng Lin took a deep breath and said, "Wait a little longer... then you will see Lin Caiyun's remnant soul."

After saying that, the old fairy Deng Lin walked into the Xingluoqibu Pavilion first.

The two of Qian Lin followed closely behind, stepped over the threshold, and looked up.

Then I saw a square wooden table on display in the dotted room.

The wooden table is short and may reach the knees.

There is a chessboard on the table, two baskets of flat white jade chess boxes, and an animal-shaped incense burner in the middle, with smoke curling upwards.

Next to the wooden table are two straw futons.

In addition, there is nothing else in the dotted room.

It looks really lonely and cold.

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