Quick wear said it was unique

What a surprise...

The old monk appeared later and was honored as the honored guest by the protagonist.

Due to mediocre talent and approaching life limit, the protagonist also disturbed the three continents because he was looking for the elixir for the old monk.

The old monk is the least talented among the masters of the protagonist, but the one with the highest status and the most respected.

But the scene in front of me...

What's going on?

Yan Jiayouqian became interested, and walked leisurely behind the protagonist along the way, watching Shi Qu being robbed as if admiring the scenery, and then laughed and laughed with a few young people who went to Lingxiaozong together.

The weather is warming up.

Disciples from the four continents gathered in several sects. The Lingxiao Sect was regarded as a first-line cultivating place, and it was also the sect with the highest standard on this continent, so every time the sect was opened, it was a big event.

In fact, in the setting of "Cultivating Buddha and Not Crossing", Lingxiaozong is just a stepping stone for Shi Qu to step on the stepping stone of the higher level Tianlingzong.

When Shi Qu went to take part in the assessment, Yan Jia Youqian walked alone on the avenue of Ling Xiaozong, and he met some people. Although it was only the first time they met, they got acquainted because of a common topic and became close.

Yan Jiayouqian's sense of human beings is actually a bit complicated. They are fragile, small, exploitative, and changeable, but at the same time, they are also enthusiastic and talkative.

They only need a very inconspicuous introduction, and they can intersect and betray each other.

It's completely different from Yan Jiayouqian.

He is alienated and deserted, and the relationship with the mother god and his brother is the closest, and he will not be so close.

Yan Jiayou looked at it, his thoughts suddenly diverged

He often goes to the human world, sometimes purely for relaxation, sometimes for work.

But in his memory... there has never been a person related to him.

He knew he couldn't keep those memories at all.

But there is a vague shadow that has been kept in my heart.

He descended to earth a long time ago, and in order to satisfy his selfish desires, he replaced a human being, but that family died tragically in the end.

I don't know the reason, I don't know the process, I don't know what role he plays in it.

His heart told him that it was him...

But how did it kill him?

What have you done?

Why kill?

do not know……

Yan Jiayouqian looked at a group of humans laughing together, then blinked slowly, the eyes once again showed indifference.

The lofty son of God is different from the lowly human beings.

As the Son of God, his task is to resist foreign enemies and obey the orders of the Mother Goddess.

He stayed here, but he was performing a mission for the Mother God.

A psychic expression.

The divine body faintly communicated with the divine heart, and the spiritual platform was stirred up, and the divine power that had been fettered for thousands of years increased to a new level and became more and more condensed.

The little divine baby in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly opened its eyes, opened its mouth to take a breath of pure air, and fell asleep again satisfied.

Yan Jiayou looked inwardly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Sure enough, there shouldn't be any trace of nostalgia for the mortal world.

Since it's entertainment, an excerpt, and an illusion, why come in person, why care about it, why linger on it?he thought so.

Yan Jiayouqian is extremely talented, but a little bit of experience can make him more diligent, and he can't even feel the shackles that should exist.

He has long been used to this.

With a clear mind, I heard that there seems to be a faint music in the sound of Lingling water, the sound of the crisp flute, the sound of the water is light, melodious and long.

Looking at the sound, I saw a man in black sitting on the railing of the pavilion covered by bamboo leaves at the corner, sitting relaxed and contented, smiling and singing.

The hands holding the flute are well-articulated, slender and flexible, and they seem to be immersed in the music with their eyes closed, feeling very relaxed.

Yan Jia Youqian changed the course, did not hold back his breath, and did not see any movement from the man even after he was behind him.

This person is really serious, Yan Jiayou thought lightly.

At the end of the song, the man turned around with a smile, his eyes were like the warm morning sun, his voice was as deep as a cello, and there was a smile in his words.

Even the mood of the listener has improved, and the desire to talk has increased: "Fellow Daoist, have you heard enough?"

It was originally known that he was coming, but it was because he was concentrating on the song that he didn't expose it.

Yan Jiayou was stunned for a moment, stunned by his cheerful smile, and nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Then can I ask fellow daoists to comment on it?" The man seemed a little happy that someone had patiently listened to his song, and asked expectantly.

"Good to hear."

"But there's more?"

"...and?" Yan Jiayouqian didn't understand why human beings like to listen to those gorgeous rhetoric in praise of him.

It's a pity that he has never been good at speaking, so he simply shut up to avoid being abrupt.

"Chi~" Perhaps his expression pleased him, and the man laughed unceremoniously, as if he heard something funny.

Those sharply curved Danfeng eyes narrowed to a nice angle, her temperament became gentle, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Yan Jiayou looked into his eyes, so dazzling, so shining, so gentle, so beautiful...

I really want to...

I really want to destroy it!

Such vivid eyes...

When human beings create things, there is always something that interests him.

Yan Jiayouqian's fingertips twitched, suppressing the eagerness to move, and turned his eyes to look at his chin, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself...

"This side respects martial arts. All the efforts of the monks are to improve the strength. My spiritual roots are vulgar. The sound of the flute can't contain spiritual power, and I can't defend against the enemy. I thought you would laugh at me like those people before..." Then The man smiled and told what seemed to be a sad and melancholy experience, but his smile was still so bright.

His words aroused the curiosity of Yanjiayouqian, what will this soul look like?

A strange silver light flashed in Yan Jiayou's shallow eyes, and the divine eyes opened——

There is no depressed color at all, transparent color, and there are more lonely colors when you look closely.

It is about the loneliness that no one agrees with and no one agrees with.

Some human beings are hypocritical, they are obviously lonely, but they still keep smiling.

Although Yan Jia Youqian has lived for too many years, her mind is pure.

But he never thought about it, if what this person showed and said was just a fabricated story, a false character, so what?

So what if...the person doesn't think cheating is bad at all?

Yan Jiayou came back to his senses, not knowing what to say at this time, the man stood up and lowered his head to smooth out the wrinkles on his robe.

When he straightened up, Yan Jia Youqian realized that this person was half a head taller than him. Turning his eyes, the raised phoenix eyes were depressed by 0.001 cm, and he stared: "Sit down."

"Huh?" The man sat down reflexively, and Jia Youqian looked down at him, feeling a little better.

The young man stared at his indifferent outline, wondering if it was an illusion. Just now, this delicate and indifferent person exuded a pleasant atmosphere, and when he looked closely, it was still that ethereal spirit that could not eat the fireworks of the world...

It's an illusion...

"What's the matter?" The man asked back with a tolerant smile, tilting his head, and his demeanor showed a kind of informality and casualness like a ranger.

"No, I should go."

"Goodbye."

Clothes fluttered, and the slender figure was cold and thin, as graceful as a fairy, as if he was about to become a fairy in the next moment.

Yan Jiayou walked without squinting, and did not see the eyes of the person behind him who had been staring at him for a long time.

But please be single-minded, enter the mortal world...

What a strange wish, what kind of person are you?Why can't I understand you...

A man who is out of tune with the world, with a strange wish.

what is it then?