Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Xue's questioning was very frightening. Cold sweat broke out on the back of Niutou's face, especially Niutou, who was trembling all over.He pondered, if Xue remembered something, Ma Mian was not the only one who wanted to settle accounts with him, but also all the highnesses in the whole underworld.Oh, and Po Meng who is far away in Lingshan.

This... is there any hope for him to survive?

"What... what is Qinghuan?" The bull's head was trembling, and he couldn't speak fluently, "What are you talking about, Your Highness?"

Xue sighed: "Shangxian Si Zhan, hasn't he been here before?" He held the brush and looked at his chin, "I helped you before, right? Didn't there be troubles in the underworld before?"

"Yes." Ma Mian grabbed Niutou, who was too guilty, nodded, pretending to be calm, "Why did Your Highness suddenly ask him?"

"En?" Xue was stunned for a moment, he himself didn't think why he would suddenly ask this person who couldn't get along with each other, "Just say it."

Bending down with a horse face, he bowed: "Your Highness, let's work quickly. People in the sky have their own things to do in the sky. After all, they are not people all the way. Talking more is useless."

"..." Xue twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why didn't you see people in the sky so disliked before?"

"Maybe, it's hidden deep." Ma Mian hardly changed his face, and his words became more and more nonsense. He couldn't believe that he had become a person like Xue, and his face wouldn't change even when he told a lie.

Xue nodded, looked at Ma Mian meaningfully, and then decided to work hard and settle the matter first.

A thrilling... oh no, the thrilling conversation between Ma Mian and Niutou finally came to an end. Although I don't know why, but... anyway, the result is good.

Seeing that Xue had already begun to work seriously, the two walked out the door lightly, and closed the door behind them, closing it tightly.

As soon as they went out, the four eyes of the two met, and they quickened their pace, and they started talking after being far away from the main hall.

"What do you mean... Your Highness?" Niutou always felt that Xue was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Shut up." Ma's face was covered with sweat, palms were sweaty, and his back was covered with cold sweat, "His Highness looks like this... Go ask the first hall and the fifth hall." The only ones who understand Xue best are Bao and Jiang. When people stay together for a long time, their ideas seem to communicate with each other.

Niutou trembled a little: "Then what, I didn't say anything."

"...Understood, it's nothing to do with you, you can rest assured." Ma Mian reached out and patted Niutou's shoulder. Niutou was afraid of being like this and blamed them for scaring this person into Cheng's appearance. Hey, people who are too naive Not very good.

Xue wrote for a while, and when there was no movement outside, he suddenly stopped his hand, then raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the small book on the side.It was in his handwriting, and there were a lot of things he didn't know... so much, he didn't even know how to digest it.

Who is Qing Huan?Si Zhan Shangxian?How did he know.He is just the ten palaces of the underworld, how could he know the people in the sky and the things in the sky?And that person, the person in the sky, why did he come to help the underworld?

"...After all, it is affectionate." Xue pursed his lips, tears flowed from his eyes unconsciously, and he couldn't stop them.

It's not that he's hypocritical, the existence of Qing Huan is like a thorn.He thought that there must be a reason why he chose to forget.As for the reason, it is nothing more than the word 'life', otherwise, what kind of things can hinder him?

Xue stretched out his hand, and a ball of fire jumped out of his fingertips, bright blue, a small cluster, very beautiful.

He picked up the little book, put it on the blue fire, and let the tongue of fire devour the little book.There are many things recorded on it, about Wen Zhishu, about Song Xun, about...his thoughts.

If you see it, pretend you didn't see it.Since he chose to come back to be the tenth temple, it was naturally the best choice he thought at the beginning.Back then, he had already made the best arrangements for himself, so he naturally had nothing to say.

The nails dug into the palm of the hand, printing rows of red marks.It hurts, but I don't want to let go.

Ma Mian told Bao about this, Bao pondered for a while, shook his head, and signaled Ma Mian not to care: "What kind of temperament is your highness? If he knew the real situation, he could still sit here? Since he If you sit here, nothing will happen."

No matter whether Xue knew about it or not, Bao felt that since Xue didn't leave and went to Qing Huan like crazy, then he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary.Just act like... nothing happened.It's good for anyone.

"But..." Ma Mian pursed his lips, and Bai Wuchang grabbed his sleeve.He glanced at Bai Wuchang, and silently withdrew his hand, "I also hope that the Fifth Palace will take care of my highness these days. Ma Mian is very grateful."

Bao nodded, then glanced at the small movements of those two people, and coughed twice: "Xiaobai, will you loosen the noodles for me?"

"Okay." Bai Wuchang nodded immediately.Then he stretched out his hand to hold Ma Mian's hand, Ma Mian withdrew his hand with a cold face, and was pulled up again.After going back and forth several times like this, the two of them finally got out.

"Let's hide this matter later, and don't tell anyone." Bao shook his head. He just looked at Ma Mian and thought more and more wrong. Ma Mian could panic like this. I guess Xue must have given Ma Mian something at that time. bad feeling.

Xue this person... can't stand it.

Qing Huan's body has become stronger recently, and it can be said that there is nothing wrong with her body, except that she always dreams about that boy.

No matter how the young man looked or thought, Qing Huan felt uncomfortable all over.He still wanted to go to Mount Shu, to have a look at Mount Shu, what if that young man was there?What if, that boy is also waiting for him?

"You didn't intend to draft the wind, but you chose to attract the mountain torrent." Jiu Mu looked at Qing Huan who was clearly restless, and muttered to himself indiscriminately.

"What are you talking about?" Di Xin stretched out his hand to hold Jiu Mu, and then looked at Jiu Mu's face through the veil, feeling more and more distressed.After the disfigurement, Jiumu never said a word about her face, as if her life was as simple as putting a veil on her face.He knew it, seeing Jiumu rolling on the bed in pain several times in the dead of night.

How could it not hurt when the face was peeled off alive?It's just pretending that there is nothing, making myself happy every day, the same as before, talking and doing the same, as if there is nothing.

"I'm talking about Qing Huan." Jiu Mu reached out and hugged Di Xin's waist, habitually resting his head on Di Xin's shoulder, "The boy in his dream is just his fantasy. To put it bluntly, even if that person is Xue, So what? In a dream, Xue is just a gust of wind, but Qing Huan has to draw a mountain torrent to respond, isn't he torturing himself?"

"You can see clearly at this time." Di Xin smiled slightly, "Who is not a draft? You are a draft to me, and you are also a draft to Di Zhi."

Jiumu pursed his lips, thinking about it, it was indeed so.But for those two people who couldn't be together, or didn't want to be together at first, how could the one who fell in love first not be a gust of wind?Then a mountain torrent came.

Emotion itself is something that can't be figured out. No one knows where the bottom line is. It seems that they vaguely know a little bit, so they want to climb up along this point, and they are covered with bruises after overcoming obstacles.Well, I finally found the right person.Almost, you need to go through this process again.If the frequency is too many, it will naturally lose the ability to like people.

"Shushan..." Qing Huan opened his eyes, looked at the two people huddled together, "Can I go?"

Jiu Mu didn't make a sound, she wanted Di Xin to decide.

"Go, I found the answer, no matter what it looks like, remember to come back." Di Xin nodded.

This time... Jiu Mu knew that if she couldn't find the answer, Qing Huan would definitely not come back.A person like him will eventually fall into the love net that he has woven for himself in this life. Once he gets in, he will never be able to get out.

This trip to Shushan was very safe.

Qing Huan never knew how he knew what Shushan looked like, but looking at Shushan in this impression, he felt very familiar.Maybe, he had a big dream in the past, and he came to Shushan in his dream.

He jumped off the Jingye sword, and Jingye sheathed it.

"Who's here!" He hadn't walked a few steps before he was surrounded by a group of teenagers and girls in white clothes fluttering on their swords.

"...Shushan disciple?" Qing Huan's voice was a little empty. In the past 400 years, he has not lived a good life, and his temper has also worn down a bit.

The leading boy is a boy with a blue hair band, and the sword body is wrapped with white light, and his cultivation level should not be low.

"Who is your Excellency? Why did you trespass on the barrier of Mount Shu?" The young man had a pair of phoenix eyes, and his eyes moved like a stream of light.

"Boundary?" Qing Huan didn't know, when he landed, he accidentally broke someone's barrier, "I'm here to find someone." After a moment of confusion, his eyes began to search for a pair of peach blossoms in the crowd. eyed boy.

I searched all over, but to no avail.

"I don't know, who is your Excellency looking for in Shushan?" A calm man's voice came from a distance, with a sense of vicissitudes.

Qing Huan turned around and raised his eyes to look at that person.It's not peach blossom eyes, I don't know, it's not the person I'm looking for.So, he looked away.

The man was stunned for a long time when he saw Qing Huan, and then said hesitantly: "Qing Huan... Shangxian?"

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there would be someone who knew him in Shushan: "En?"

"You...why are you here?" The man didn't expect that this person would come to Shushan again. "Now, Ziyin...500 years ago, you saved Shushan...oh, that's right." Ziyin laughed Laughing, a little self-deprecating, "You are an immortal."

What happened 500 years ago, who remembers it?Just people like them, thinking about it.

"I am... Shangxian." Someone seemed to have said this to him.That man was sad when he said this, he knew it, "I've been here before?"

"Didn't you ascend to the Immortal from Mount Shu?" Ziyin was a little dazed, why did the Immortal forget so many things after seeing him for 500 years?Can't it?

Qing Huan pursed her lips: "Is there anyone in Shushan who has peach blossom eyes?"

Ziyin shook his head: "Never."

no……

Qing Huan was stunned for a while, then nodded, turned around, and disappeared into the forest.He didn't believe that that boy was here, and he couldn't be wrong.

There is another place... He suddenly remembered that in his memory, there was a plum blossom forest on the back mountain of Shushan Mountain. It is summer now, and there may be no plum blossoms at all.Sure enough, in the past, nothing, empty, nothing.

Qing Huan froze in place, he didn't know what else he should do next, what else he could do, he had no choice but to wait.

With his back against the tree trunk, he sat under the plum tree, closed his eyes, and slept for 50 years.When he opened his eyes, it was snowing in the sky, and the plum blossoms above his head were also in bloom.

Red and white, contrast each other, very beautiful.

Qing Huan laughed, got up and prepared to go back to Lingshan to continue his meditation practice.Just turning around, a young man appeared in his vision, wearing a crescent-colored long gown, his black hair tightly fastened by a plain headband, and a jar of wine at his feet.

Hearing the movement, the boy turned his head back in horror. Immediately, a strong wind blew, and Kazuki's plum blossoms were scattered in the air. Among the plum blossom petals, a pair of peach blossom eyes came into Qing Huan's eyes.

Just one glance, whether it's love at first sight, or love at first sight, he knows that there is a spring tide in his heart, which can't be calmed down anymore.

In this world, the most beautiful thing is not the meeting, but... the reunion after many years.