moonlit night

The dream this time is a little different from the past, because besides receiving the memories of the original body, Yue Qingchen also dreamed some of his own long-term vague memories that he thought he had forgotten.

In the dream, it was as if I had returned to the time when I was a teenager studying art with Mr. Shen. Although life was poor at that time, and the master was extremely strict, he never neglected him in terms of food and clothing. Although the master was heartbroken, he never showed any pessimistic and world-weary feelings in front of himself. He would write poems to mourn every Qingming Festival and the memorial day for his mother, claiming to be a survivor.

Claiming to be a survivor, it shows the deep love between husband and wife.

"Qingchen," the master in the dream looked dazed, as if caught in some distant memory, while wiping the tombstone of his wife's spotless tombstone, he said softly to him, "If you have someone you like in the future, May you never have to know how I feel right now."

Later, Master also passed away, and when he passed away, he looked peaceful and appropriate, presumably because he had nothing to worry about anymore. After all, it was his long-cherished wish to be reunited with Master's wife for many years. Now that it has come true, he must be too happy.

However, the dead are long gone, but it is impossible for the living to feel sad.

In his dream, he was falling into a flood of misery, but suddenly he heard a piercing system prompt:

[Due to the intervention of ultra-high organisms, the system malfunctioned, the program failed, and the reception was interrupted. 】

Then with a bang, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, Yue Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, but unexpectedly saw the three apprentices who were close at hand.

"Why are you here?" Yue Qingchen quickly adjusted his expression, and said in a tone of master's majesty.

"Returning to the master," Jun Changye lowered his head instantly and took a few steps back, respectfully, "I couldn't sleep at night because I was thinking about some things during the day. I thought that walking might help stabilize my mind, so I got up. I didn't want to come here and heard movement in Master's house, and saw that the door was not closed, so I thought there was a thief, so I wanted to come in and investigate, but I didn't want to offend Master, I hope Master will forgive me."

Although what he said was nonsense, it seemed to be well-founded, and Yue Qingchen, who didn't know what he had done, was a little guilty, after all, talking in sleep was his usual bad habit.

"What did you hear?" Yue Qingchen pretended to be indifferent, thinking that he couldn't be weak.

"I didn't hear anything," Jun Changye bowed his head and said, "That's right, Master."

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head, with natural curiosity on his face, "Master, can you say more about Master? My disciples see that Master and Master have a deep relationship, and I am a little curious about the kind of person Qin Shengzun is."

He didn't mean anything else when he said this, but it was a countermeasure for fearing that the lie would be exposed in a hurry, but he saw that the expression of the person in front of him changed slightly, as if thinking of something unpleasant in the past.

These two people are more guilty than the other, and what they say is to cover up their guilt, and they don't know where they are going.

The master of the male protagonist here should be Su Xihe, but the one I dreamed about just now was Elder Shen, I really don't know what to say.

"Your ancestor," the white-clothed immortal said lightly after a while, "is the most favored person I have ever seen. After her death, I thought that there would be no such luck in the world, but I met you again."

"You are better than me, not inferior to her," Yue Qingchen paused, and then said, "It's not difficult to become a saint or even a god in time. It is my goal to inherit the sage's unique learning and open up the prosperity of future generations." Fortunately."

Jun Changye didn't know how he went back, he only felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was in a trance, and it was no longer clear as before, and an indescribable throbbing quietly grew in his heart.

It even almost delayed the time to use Tianxianzi for the old shameless senior.

No one has ever said such a thing to him, a mere five spirit root. From the beginning to now, only the person who stands at the top of the entire cultivation world is willing to believe in him, encourage him, and even conclude that his future achievements will surpass that who once The Holy One who is truly detached and independent from heaven and earth.

This trust came out of nowhere, and even Jun Changye himself couldn't imagine why the master had such high expectations for him. On the one hand, he warned himself not to expect too much of it, but on the other hand, he was greedy for this warmth. , I don't want to disappoint that person at all.

When the first ray of dawn shone on the ice and snow in the early morning, Jun Changye finally waited for the familiar old voice and an illusory figure that he had never seen before.

"Little gentleman, don't come here without any harm," the transparent body stretched its waist, and asked like a cannonball, "Have you found your little master Bai? Is there a meeting to enter the mountain? Are you still in Kunwu Mountain? Hey, why is it so cold around here? What’s the matter with such a strong ice aura?!”

"This is Juechen Peak," Jun Changye said in a low voice, "Keep your voice down."

"Why?" The transparent body asked in surprise, "Jiechen Peak? What? You apprenticed to a teacher? Who is it? Xiaobai?"

"Wangshu Shengjun at Juechen Peak," Jun Changye continued in a low voice, "it's next door."

"Wang, Shu?" The transparent body thought for a while, then changed its complexion, and said to itself, "Oh, it's that cold and stuffy kid back then, ouch, how many years has it been since you've become a sage? She The apprentices taught are really different."

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly leaned in front of Jun Changye, stared at the young man's face carefully for a while, and then said, "Jun boy, let me remind you, you know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart, even though that kid Wang Shu It looks dull but he has a lot of ideas in his heart, who knows what he has in mind for taking you as his apprentice, it's better to be careful and guard against it."

"Thoughts?" Jun Changye's face turned cold, and he asked back, "Then dare to ask senior, what kind of thoughts do you have towards me?"

"You doubt me?" The transparent body was taken aback, and said in a bad tone, "I ask you, have I ever hurt you?"

"Senior has been reluctant to tell me what the relationship with me is, so I can't blame Changye for being suspicious." Jun Changye said coldly, "Furthermore, the heart of guarding against others is indispensable, didn't senior teach me?"

"Hey kid," the old man blew his beard and stared angrily, "When you know the truth in the future, you will understand that I am doing everything for you."

"Senior, please tell me the truth now," Jun Changye said with a hint of aggressiveness in his tone, "This way Changye can feel more at ease, and never doubt senior again."

"I'm afraid you can't bear the truth now," the old man snorted coldly, "Forget it, since you are the son of an old man, you are my junior, and you have already helped the old man a step, then I won't be as knowledgeable as you little bastard, let me tell you first Who am I?"

After finishing speaking, he paused, and said slowly in a tone of reminiscing about the past: "Have you ever heard of the name Huang Yan?"

"Sword Fiend Huangyan?" Jun Changye's eyes froze, "I know a thing or two."

"Oh? Unexpectedly, there are still people who know this name. I thought it had been completely obliterated by the so-called Righteous Way along with Liepo." Huang Yan laughed at himself, "How did you know?"

"There are sporadic records in "Strange Tales of Kyushu," Jun Changye said in a low voice, "enough to let future generations know the name Huangyan."

"Know what?" Huang Yan waved his hand, "Do you know how hateful I am? Boy, do you also think that my friendship with the Demon Lord Cangjue is an unforgivable crime? Do you also think that I was defeated in the Battle of Bahe? Is this appearance of inhumanity and ghostness to be blamed on oneself?"

Jun Changye was silent for a while without answering, and the atmosphere was oppressive and dignified like frost.

"I don't know the whole picture of the year, so I dare not speak recklessly." After a while, he finally said.

"Cut, what do you want to say? There are so many rules," Huang Yan curled his lips, "You know now, do you mean that I was in cahoots with the demons, betrayed the realm of comprehension, and even died under Luo Yunshen's sword in the end? Is it to blame? By the way, what happened to Luo Yunshen? Did he become famous because he killed me? Even the Luo family became famous with them?"

"Mr. Leping is dead," Jun Changye said with a frown. "It is said that he died under the hands of Mozun in the chaotic world of ghosts. The current head of the Luo family, Mr. Hengwu, is his second son."

"Ah, I know the second son. He is the brat who had the guts to break off the engagement with the old man of the Mu family when the Mu family was in the most difficult time, and forced the amazing and talented young lady of the Mu family to commit suicide. He became the head of the family. The Luo family really suffered. Well, it seems that the boy Cangjue took revenge for me," Huang Yan gloated, "But it seems that the boy has nothing to do with it. You can say who he likes is not good, but he just likes the opponent , and with that kind of luck, there should be no good end."

"..."

It seems that I heard something terrible, but is it really good to gloat and make my friends happy?

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yan cast a sidelong glance at Jun Changye, and said, "By the way, what did your master teach you? What can he teach you? It won't hurt you, right? Why don't you learn from me?" Woolen cloth."

While talking, he glanced around and saw a neat stack of scrolls on the table, so he flew over to look through them.

This person has a perverse personality and doesn't have any rules in his actions. He always does whatever he wants, and naturally he doesn't care about other people's feelings.

"The mantra of clearing the heart, the sound of breaking the array, these are the most basic things," he commented maliciously while turning over, "the four volumes of Li Huo Chasing Wind Yushui Yushui Jinglei are also very simple, learn these When will you learn the useless crap?"

Flipping through the pages, he suddenly let out a "huh", and then picked out a thin little book from the stack of scrolls that had been messed up, and said in surprise: "Five Spirits? for you?"

"Actually," Jun Changye said mercilessly, "I found all those broken things by myself in the secret realm you gave me. Only this and a music score and a sword score were passed down by the master a few days ago. Mine, I said that I will teach it later, let us look at it first."

"Uh, this, hehe," Huang Yan scratched his head, hurriedly wanted to open the little book, but found that it had been branded and only authorized persons could read it, so he had to give up in resentment.

"Okay, I take back what I just said. It seems that Wang Shu really wants to teach you well. You have to learn from your master. After all, he may be the best at teaching Wulinggen today," Huang Yan said nonchalantly. He waved his hand, "By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you. I can already exist in a physical state now, so next, I may need you to help me smooth it out, oh no, borrow something to use it, For example, Fushengqin, or Fleeting Xiao. Hehe, don't be nervous, the sooner the better."