Concentrate

Tiantian became angry with Brick, and couldn't be coaxed well.

Brick turns around around Tiantian every day, Brick is revolving, and Tiantian is forced to rotate.He didn't want to pay any attention to this little brother who poked his forehead and sued him.

"Tada."

"Hmph!" Tiantian raised his fleshy chin, which was actually a little pointed, and turned a small half circle to the right.

Brick turned to face him with a sad face, and the angry Tianzhu made another half-circle.

"Tiantian~~~" Brick also acted coquettishly.

Tiantian's mouth was pouting high: "Hmph, you still eat my daughter."

"Yanyan ate too..."

"What's the matter?" Tiantian stared at his already big eyes, with a natural expression: "Yanyan wants to eat, and I urge him to eat every day."

As Tiantian's apprentice, Brick is also very proficient in some behaviors. His eyes were dimmed with tears, and he said with a choked voice, "I knew it."

Tiantian was stunned when he saw this posture.

"You only like Yanyan, you don't like me at all." Two big tears fell down, and two small pieces of Brick's cotton check pajamas were immediately wet.

Tiantian was in a hurry, and hurriedly wiped his tears.He explained again: "No, no, Mr. Dai Yanyan gave me compensation."

Brick wiped his tears hesitantly: "Then you like me?"

Tian Tianzhi nodded: "I like it."

Brick put it away as soon as it was ready, wiped away tears quickly, and contributed a little spiritual energy beads: "This is my compensation."

Tiantian's eyes lit up, and he accepted it generously, not forgetting to command Brick: "There are a few more."

Brick complied obediently, and stood in front of Qiancheng with a bowl.

The old god Qiancheng was there, so he ignored the reasoning, and closed his eyes to practice on his own.

Brick is well aware of the bad taste of this peony essence, and instead of learning from the good ones, he learns from the bad ones.He bowed deeply, and passed the bowl forward: "All right."

Qian Cheng was unmoved.

Brick ran into the house resignedly, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find a bundle of incense.It was Xun Yan who was afraid of ghosts and insisted on buying it from Grandma Jin.Grandma Jin didn't like to steal money from children, so she didn't let him buy it, but he didn't let go of it, saying that she wanted peace of mind.Grandma Jin didn't have the nerve to say that she bought it to go to a Taoist temple for incense on the weekend.

After pulling out three, Brick turned over again, found the lighter deep in the cabinet and lit it.

He blew a breath, the fire was extinguished, smoke came out from above, and he returned to Qiancheng, bowed down and bowed three times.

Satisfied, Chijo threw down a small bead.

Brick understood that one should not favor one over another, so he took two steps to Pirates with the unburned incense.Pirates waved his hand: "Hey, hey, don't, I'm not dead yet."

As soon as a spiritual power bead fell into the bowl, the two peony spirits started fighting each other.

Dishu said it should be done, so he gave it.Liang Chun and Zhou Chang didn't make things difficult for him, even after Xiu Jin gave it to him, they said, "The ingredients are good."

Holding the small bowl, Tian Tian smiled happily: "Masters are delicious! I have a lot of girls and boys!"

Brick tugged at the hem of his pink gauze skirt.The other party took his hand and smiled sweetly: "I'll accompany you to watch the big-faced cat."

studio.

Xun Yan lay on the glass and looked out: "Xiu Jin really doesn't look like a young man."

"After he opened his spiritual wisdom, he must have been more than five hundred years old."

Since that day, Yu Kongsang has never left this temporary studio, and he seldom smiles.He is like a terminally ill patient who knows he is about to die, unwilling to give any color to this remaining world.

If you don't see the mountain, you won't become a fairy, let alone become a god.He died, an earth-shattering death, and almost all cultivators from all over the world buried him with him.It was the scene he least wanted to see.

Yu Kongsang thought that he would become a god, that he would walk the world, sympathize with living beings, and spread his perseverance.And the road paved with blood and flesh finally drove him vigorously to hell.

"More than 400 years ago, the master woke up from the night, and he called me. I didn't sleep for three years, but it was just a rest. The master didn't sleep for seven years. He told me that the world of cultivating immortals collapsed.

"I looked at the stars in the sky, and I didn't know what he meant. The sky was fine, and the heart of God was still pouring out the moonlight. At this time, the master said that he saw the will of the heaven and the earth.

"I thought Master was saying that he had glimpsed the origin of heaven and earth, and was about to ascend. But no, Master said, the will of heaven and earth is drawing the aura of the world and the aura of practitioners.

"I couldn't really be considered a cultivator at the time, but after being discovered, I was born with a good talent and worshiped a famous teacher, so I didn't feel it. Is the situation really as dire as the master said?

"In people's eyes, the will of heaven and earth has always been a tool to control thunder and lightning. It brings down divine punishment, eliminates evil thoughts, and transforms selfish thoughts. The practitioner soars. I asked Master what the will of heaven and earth is doing with the spiritual energy. Master said to deal with one person."

"No mountains."

Xiu Jin spat out the name lightly.

"The Will of Heaven and Earth extracts the aura between heaven and earth, and waits until the aura is thin, then extracts the cultivators he can perceive. Awake people, sleeping people, as long as it captures a breath, no one can escape.

"There are 340 nine cultivators in Mount Huan. No one has the means to release this lock or delay the decline. Neither does the outside world. Since there is no one, the master and the others simply spy on it to the end.

"Bujianshan has washed the scriptures and cut the marrow 81 times, and he is no longer the dull person he used to be. He is powerful, confronts the will of the heaven and the earth, and is unwilling to change his private thoughts.

"He didn't back down a step, until he knew his friend, his friend's disciples and grandchildren were suffering because of his stubbornness, and his eyes were cracked in an instant. The master said that it was like every time he opened his eyes after washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow. That kind of extreme cruelty. The will of heaven and earth asked him again, asking if he is willing to change his selfish thoughts and become a fairy."

"He said, I don't want to."

"The sky and the earth turned pale, and my ears were full of roaring. Master protected me regardless of himself. When I woke up, everything was silent. No one maintained the secluded and empty pavilions, and they were gradually falling apart. Master told me not to practice for 50 years. I didn't dare to think about the reason, so I agreed."

Xiu Jin's voice was still very soft, without any emotion. "Later, the will of heaven and earth was leaked, and everyone spied on it, but was hurt by the will of heaven and quickly disappeared."

"Since then, I have never heard of anyone ascending."

Xun Yan didn't know that Xiu Jin could talk so much. He thought of those 50 years of dull time when he didn't know what he had done, and he understood his reticence.Seeing him standing silently in the corner now, no matter how noisy the surroundings are, there is always a touch of loneliness.

"He loves wine."

Yu Kongsang poured down a new glass of wine, but didn't drink it.The smell of alcohol in the glass room filled Tiantian every time he came to paint. "He also loves tea and delicacies. He loves everything. Just like our group of people who were born with high hopes for sects, they have dabbled in everything. But he is the only one who loves everything."

He loves everything in the world, like a god.

Xun Yan stared at the wine glass opposite him. It hadn't been touched by anyone for several days, and there was no dust on it.He looked at the poor Bai Yuzhan, and stretched out his right hand out of nowhere.

And the crystal stone filled with water also tremblingly flew towards his right hand slowly.

A drop of wine swirled out of the crumbling glass and onto the floor.Xun Yan withdrew his hands in panic, and with a "pop", the wine cup shattered into several petals.

Yu Kongsang drank the wine in the glass, put away the cup and jug, and disposed of the broken jade on the ground.He stepped forward to stroke Xun Yan's hair, gently combed it to comfort him: "Come on, let's have a lesson on controlling power." He took Xun Yan's hand and walked downstairs step by step.

Xun Yan clenched him tightly: "I, I..."

Yu Kongsang frowned: "You don't want to cultivate immortality?"

Xun Yan didn't know what to say, so he nodded heavily.

"It can't be done, Yanyan. You have your own private space, and we can't protect you at every step."

"Yu Kongsang."

This was the first time Xun Yan called his name.He looked at him suspiciously.

Xun Yan cleared his words, raised his eyes and asked him, "Who am I?"

Only then did Yu Kongsang see what was in those eyes.His camouflage was not good enough, monstrous panic surrounded his pupils, unconcealable fear flowed to the corners of his eyes like tears, the sensitivity he had raised in this small courtyard turned and turned into a ferocious beast.

It turned out that he was most concerned about this issue, Yu Kongsang understood.At the beginning, he didn't know the relationship between Xun Yan and Bubushan, and he still hasn't figured it out now.He drifted here from thousands of miles away, completely instinctively, the air here attracted him, attracted other goblins, and even more cultivators who were blocked outside the yard without finding out.

"Who am I?" He didn't know how cautious he was in his pretentiously tough questioning.

But in Yu Kongsang's eyes, this was too obvious.Unable to control himself, he hugged the thin body.

This person cooks a table of dishes for others every day but eats very little himself. Yu Kongsang, who has a thin waist and limbs, dare not use his strength.He ran his hands up and down the trembling back and neck, pressing his head to his chest.He even wanted to rub this person into his body, let him cry in his heart, don't hold back, and don't let him feel sad when he sees it.He comforted him one after another, like a soothing lullaby.And the trembling of the person in his arms became more and more intense as time went by, he was terrified.

"You are Xun Yan."

He is the only human being in the yard, my elder brother Yan.Sensitive, soft-hearted, persistent.

The trembling of Xun Yan's body gradually calmed down after these words, and tears did not overflow his eyes under his best control.

For the first time in Yu Kongsang's life, he understood that love is such a sour thing.

The author has something to say: It took no brains to finish writing this chapter, but I have finished writing all the settings, what will I write tomorrow...

I am very happy that the little watermelon gave me several comments. I just found out today that this is a wild little angel?In short, I don't feel like I am writing silently by myself.

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