Little People of Cultivation

白淩

"There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it when I see it. If I don't see her for a day, I will miss her like crazy..."

"Meeting you for the first time is like returning to an old friend. The sky is bright and the moon is new, and I love you the most in the morning and evening."

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Bai Ling stands on the top of a snow-capped mountain, surrounded by snow-white, this is a world of snow, there is nothing but white snowflakes.

This is also a world isolated from the rest of the world, because it is extremely cold here, to the point where dripping water turns into ice, and this snow-capped mountain has no beneficial output for cultivators, especially the top of the snow-capped peak, where there is nothing but snowflakes and ice. exist.

Snowflakes are blown up by the wind, which contrasts with the cold full moon in the night sky. Loneliness and coldness are the eternal tone here.

In this snow-white ice-cold, Bai Ling is the only life.

Cultivators are not afraid of cold and heat, not to mention that Bai Ling is still a Nascent Soul True Monarch, so even if the water here turns to ice, Bai Ling is still dressed in white clothes, a noble son of a family.

Holding a phonograph stone in Bai Ling's hand, he closed his eyes slightly, quietly listening to Bai Moran reciting the passionate love poem in a slightly deep voice.

Even though the two have signed a contract to become the closest Taoist couple, but there is no other Taoist couple between them, nor do they live together. Ling continued to roam the Huayang Realm.

It seems that there is no change from before, but the difference is that they can find each other and feel each other's state because of the contract.

At this moment, Bai Ling opened his eyes, put away the phonograph stone, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared, and then Bai Ling's figure appeared in a sheltered place, where there was a black and white building with dark light flowing on the surface. In front of the tent, Bai Moran was looking at him with a smile.

Bai Moran's eyes were bright, and he looked at Bai Ling's swollen eyes with admiration. In the icy and snowy land, the handsome man in white clothes fluttered like a beautiful snow lotus.

Feeling Bai Moran's aura, Bai Ling raised his lips slightly, and his indifferent eyes warmed up slightly: "Congratulations."

Bai Moran showed an obviously happy smile, stepped forward and held Bai Ling's hand, um, although it was a little cold, but Bai Ling's hand was still so slender and fair, very beautiful, and then Bai Moran's hand continued to touch, I touched a thin rope, the rope was black, it was a strand of hair left by Bai Moran, why didn't Bai Ling kill himself like the first time we met, this thing has come out a lot With little force, Bai Moran couldn't help but smile even brighter, "How about celebrating?"

Bai Ling didn't refuse, just like that, Bai Moran held hands and walked into the tent.This tent is very big, with runes painted on it. Even if it is cold outside, the inside of the tent is still warm as spring. The inside of the tent is covered with thick fluffy monster skins. The snow-white piece has no variegation. There is a night pearl on the top, which illuminates everything around it.

There were no tables, chairs, or futons in the tent. Bai Ling was pulled by Bai Moran and sat directly on the thick monster skin. Then Bai Moran flipped his hand, and a low table appeared, with delicate braided hair on it. Hot meals.

Bai Moran took out another exquisite incense burner and lit it with Bai Ling's favorite spice, and Bai Moran took out a soft hot towel and wiped it carefully with Bai Ling's hand.

This kind of behavior is very intimate and ambiguous, Bai Ling has never been treated like this before, so she couldn't help but frowned slightly, but thinking of the relationship between the two of them, Bai Ling loosened her brows and let Bai Moran wipe her hands. Although as a cultivator, especially a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he can now be said to have a body without dirt, as long as he wants, he can not be stained with a trace of dust.

Putting away the hot towel, Bai Moran cooked for Bai Ling very naturally: "This is the spiritual food I specially asked Lingchu to make."

The emerald green vegetables, the attractive meat, and the jade-white rice all exude an attractive aroma. Of course, the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual food is more intense, but compared to the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone, the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual food is stronger. It is milder and easier to absorb, and it is easier to absorb than taking pills, and there will be no impurities and erysipelas.

This is the meal of their hometown.With just one glance, Bai Ling recognized it, and it was Bai Ling's favorite dish.Since leaving the mortal world and entering the cultivation world, this is the first time Bai Ling has seen the food from his hometown.

Bai Ling couldn't help feeling a little warmth in his heart.

Meals eaten by mortals will cause impurities to contaminate the body, so most of the cultivators eat bigu pills, even if there are spiritual grains, except for special spiritual chefs, the processing methods are very simple, and it is possible to make simple meals, but it is complicated Meals are difficult.

And Bai Ling, as the seventh young master of the Bai family, never tires of food, even the simplest food on the surface, but in fact the craftsmanship is so complicated that ordinary people will be amazed by it.

Picking up the chopsticks to hold some food in the mouth, the familiar taste is more delicious than the memory.

Bai Moran couldn't help smiling, moved a little closer to Bai Ling, picked up the wine cup and poured a glass of wine for Bai Ling, "This is the wine I brewed. There are thirty thousand miles of peach blossoms in the world, nine turns of the world of mortals and one lonely soul. Singing with a sword Poetry and wine, there is no joy, no separation, no life. Although there are no peach blossoms here, this is peach blossom wine, I hope you like it."

Bai Ling looked at Bai Moran's eyes, which were slightly narrowed, as if there were countless starlight contained in them, such a pair of eyes looked at you affectionately, as if there was an illusion that you were his whole world, making people willing to indulge in it An irresistible urge.

Bai Ling looked away, no longer looking into Bai Moran's eyes, but took Bai Moran's full glass of wine, and took a sip.

Bai Moran hooked the corner of his mouth again, filled himself with wine, and drank it all down.

"Great love is selfless, universal love is ruthless. The so-called ruthless means having no feelings, but no personal affection." Bai Moran said, "This is my understanding of the way of ruthlessness, but I met a girl during my training, she once said: You can be ruthless if you have love, but you can’t be ruthless if you don’t have love. What do you think?”

Bai Ling lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "A cultivator cultivates the Tao in his own heart, even if it is the ruthless way, because the mind state of the practitioner is different, and the ruthless way is also different."

Bai Moran smiled, of course he didn't expect just a few simple words to shake the Dao in Bai Ling's heart, Bai Ling's attitude was much better than before,

"I understand this." Bai Moran poured a glass of wine for Bai Ling again, leaned forward, handed the glass of wine to Bai Ling's mouth, and smiled slightly, but this time there was a hint of ambiguity and provocation in the smile, " But I prefer another sentence, the ruthless are affectionate, the affectionate are slack, the slack are thin, the thin are affectionate, and the affection is ruthless."

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at the wine glass that was handed to his mouth, and then at Bai Moran's charming smile, he wondered if he had misunderstood Bai Moran's hint, after all, even when they signed the contract, Bai Moran would not No such request has been made.