there are villains

When climbing the mountain, the clouds and mist along the way, the shadow of the palace at the top, and the flowers and trees around it make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

As the fairyland gets deeper and clearer, the clouds and mists gradually dissipate, and when the feet step on the flat ground, the field of vision suddenly widens, and fragrance after wave comes from all directions. Within the field of vision, surrounded by flowers, plants and trees is an ingenious palace .Looking up, there are three words on the plaque: Yunmengzhai.

Yunmengzhai, the place where Qing Ding Jun worshiped under the immortals of Youshi in his early years to learn art.It is located in a fairy mountain in the East China Sea. The name of the mountain is Yingzhou. There are many rumors and it is famous all over the world, but few people can find this mountain.

Zhou Qingyuan climbed over a few gambling walls alone, the intimacy engraved in the depths of his soul and the breeze blowing to his face dispelled a lot of gloom in his heart.Relying on his memory, Zhou Qingyuan came all the way to Yuanshen's former residence, Qingqiu Pavilion.

Pushing open the door, walking in, the cabinet is as clean as before, without the expected dust net, it seems that someone came to clean it not long ago.

Zhou Qingyuan took a book from the shelf, sat down on the bed and read it quietly.

The bed was firm, and the sheets on it were not soft at all, but warm.The Qingqiu Pavilion is well lit, and the nose is full of the smell of sunshine.

It took several days for Zhou Qingyuan to see a family, thanks to the help of the good people in the family.This family is a family of three, a young man and a young woman, with a small child.With help, Zhou Qingyuan's tense nerves immediately relaxed.With this relaxation, mental and physical overload and exhaustion flooded his mind, making him unconscious.

After being taken care of by this family for a few days, Zhou Qingyuan recovered a bit, and thanked him and said goodbye.When he arrived at the nearest ice city, he lost his spiritual power, so he had to seek help from the nearby monks, and sent spiritual letters to his two senior brothers.

On the same day, Feng Yunge and Bai Ding arrived one after another.After the three brothers got together, they didn't say much. After the three returned to the cliff to bury Yang Fengshu's body, Zhou Qingyuan asked to return to the teacher's school.

Said to find another way of life.

"I have ruined my own future. I wanted to end it here, but I didn't want to survive by accident. Senior brother, second senior brother, I don't want to live in this world. Take me home, back to the master, the master will definitely have a way."

The reason why Youshi Immortal is called Youshi Immortal is because she is keen on running around the world and wandering around.To be honest, returning to the teacher's school and staying for hundreds of years may not necessarily wait for her to come back.

However, the entire Yunmengzhai has the most books, with a collection of books from ancient times to the present.Some are well-known, some are unknown, and there are quite a few that do not require spiritual power.

For example, medicine repair.

Another example... the magic cultivator.

Ordinary people can cultivate immortals, and they can also cultivate demons. The difference between the two is just a thought, but there is a world of difference.One up, one down.One is heaven and the other is hell.Immortal cultivators feed on the aura of heaven and earth, and the spring of magic power is spiritual power, while those who cultivate demons feed on the resentment of heaven and earth, absorb desires, and use it as a spring of mana, which is called resentment.

Demon cultivators can erode people's minds and command hundreds of ghosts.

But medicinal cultivation lies outside of these two.Neither spiritual energy nor resentment is needed, as long as there are medicinal materials and a pill furnace, it is enough to be able to refine them.

"Ugh……"

Zhou Qingyuan closed the book, rubbed his forehead, his face was full of sorrow.

"What should I do?"

After stomping his feet, he became more and more irritable. After pacing back and forth in the room, he felt bored again. Zhou Qingyuan scratched his hair, followed the small river next to the house all the way down, and came to the riverside.

Whether it is magic cultivation or medicine cultivation, it is not easy to get started, let alone cultivate.The promotion of every level requires opportunities, and everything is just a thought.When the opportunity arrives, it only takes one day to ascend to the ascension, but before the opportunity arrives, one cannot advance to a higher level until one dies.

Although there are many books about Yunmengzhai, they are all book knowledge, but it is difficult to practice.Even if you are cultivating demons, don't be impetuous.

There are two types of demons, one is real demons and the other is demon servants.The former is the direction for demon practitioners to move forward, while the latter, such as Fang Rensheng, was driven by desire to fall into a demon, driven by desire, and finally became a servant of a demon, and lost his sanity.It is not easy to cultivate demons, if you are not careful, you will fall into demons and become a servant of demons.

But Zhou Qingyuan couldn't calm down in his heart.

The scene of that day seemed to be right in front of my eyes.

Whether it was his falling off the cliff or Yang Fengshu's falling off the cliff.

All unforgettable.

"Qingyuan." A cold male voice sounded with the sound of feet stepping on leaves, Zhou Qingyuan looked back, it was Feng Yunge.

That indifferent face that made someone want to hand in their wallet just by looking at it.

"I knew you were here." He jumped down, stepped on a stone, stood beside Zhou Qingyuan, and looked down at him.Stand up straight.

"Big brother." Zhou Qingyuan called him, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry about me, fly, I don't care. If you jump off, your feet will hurt."

Feng Yunge didn't answer.Instead, he followed him and squatted down. Zhou Qingyuan was taken aback when he saw this, it was rare to see him in a hundred years.

Feng Yunge stared at the lake, the lake was so clear that he could see the fish swimming in it.Feng Yunge glanced at Zhou Qingyuan from time to time, paused, and finally found something to say: "The weather is really nice."

"..." Zhou Qingyuan glanced at the sky, it was very good.But senior brother, are you sure you're not the straight male classmate who came to strike up a conversation?

Zhou Qingyuan said: "Very good. Why, senior brother, what do you want to say? Just say what you want."

Feng Yunge simply stopped peeking, turned his head to look at him, frowned and said, "You have changed a lot."

Zhou Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, and now he didn't feel any prevarication or concealment anymore. "……Maybe."

"It wasn't him...after this happened. It was before, when you met again five years ago, you changed a lot."

Zhou Qingyuan looked at him indifferently, nodded, he didn't have anything to say, and he didn't have the energy to hide anything.

So be it.

Feng Yunge nodded, and said solemnly: "But... I really like you after the change." After a pause, Feng Yunge immediately showed embarrassment when he felt something was wrong.

"I mean . . . liking, appreciating, admiring, feeling good."

Zhou Qingyuan smiled.

"..."

Feng Yunge fell silent.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Qingyuan laughed out loud, "Brother, you are too cute."

"...Nonsense." Feng Yunge turned his head, and a little blush could be seen on the side of his face.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at him and laughed for a while, picked up a stone, and threw it out again, causing several ripples.

"Eldest brother, I'm actually..." Zhou Qingyuan looked at the lake with calm eyes.Seeing Zhou Qingyuan like this, Feng Yunge's heart tightened.

"I don't want to continue pretending."

Zhou Qingyuan lowered his eyes and stared at his shoes again, making it impossible to know what he was thinking for a while.

"Ok?"

"I mean, I don't want to pretend to be someone else anymore." Zhou Qingyuan turned his head to look at Feng Yunge, his gaze was full of firmness. "Because I'm tired."

"Why?" Why did you say such a thing.

Zhou Qingyuan looked at him and shook his head again. He originally wanted to have a showdown, but he backed down at the critical moment.

"Oh." Zhou Qingyuan stood up, stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and smiled at the sunlight shining through the shadows.

For a moment, Zhou Qingyuan suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Yunge, and the halo of the sun was reflected behind him: "Brother, am I very different from what you remember?"

"Yes." Feng Yunge nodded, "It's very different."

"Although you are also stubborn and gentle, it is different, and I can feel it. The seriousness, self-confidence, and calmness you pretend to show your fragility to the fullest."

"In the past, you were serious and calm because you took everything seriously and respected everything to an extreme level. Self-confidence also comes from your absolute trust in yourself, your indifference to your own life, and the importance you attach to the lives of others. Although you are both gentle, the two are different."

"His gentleness is the kind of gentleness that respects all beings and values ​​everything in the world. It is reliable and powerful. But you are different. Your gentleness is very careful. If you don't pay attention to it, if you are confused by your superficial indifference, you won't be able to discover it. .”

Feng Yunge raised his head suddenly, and looked at Zhou Qingyuan with fiery eyes.

"You are not him."

"I knew that five years ago."

Feng Yunge looked at him with calm, pure and reliable eyes.

The author has something to say:

Big brother session.To be honest, senior brother is my ideal boyfriend, he looks cold and fierce, but he is actually careful and gentle, he is too flirtatious.

The next chapter is probably to recall the past of the three brothers and sisters, and then enter the next copy and the apprentice will return, but before that, it is up to the brothers to untie the knot in the master's heart and let him grow.

Growth is really a sad word.