The cub with the fairy ran away

After walking and playing for half a month, I finally arrived at Minghai.

Against the backdrop of the sky and the earth, Minghai presents an icy blue tone, the waves are surging, and the wind is chilly.

There are fishermen punting their boats on the sea, bumping in the waves, but their posture is very leisurely.

Kuang Yang suddenly said: "Boundless."

Above the sea of ​​tea, there is a boundless power.

Wujing means the realm of nothingness.

It is rare in the world, no more than ten fingers.

Jiang Suilan became nervous, he said: "Isn't that a person from Xianmen, should we avoid it?"

Yes, so far Moxiu has never been a Boundless Powerhouse.

Therefore, Xianmen believes that people who have fallen into demons are all short-sighted.It is true that cultivating demons is easy to increase in strength, but it is difficult to stabilize, and there is no upward channel like cultivating immortals.Many demon cultivators exploded and died without even being able to cultivate the Transformation Realm, let alone No Realm.

Kuang Yang laughed at him: "It's quick for you to enter the role."

Although Jiang Suilan has not formally practiced the mind method, he has read through the book in the past few days.

His decisiveness and straightforwardness surprised Kuang Yang.

At this moment, he is extremely conscious of a magic cultivator.

It's... cute.

Jiang Suilan said in a low voice: "I just want to live smoothly...to live longer."

Kuang Yang said: "Don't be afraid. Wujing does not participate in the disputes in the world. If he wants to kill you and me, the heaven will first send a thunderbolt to kill him."

"Really?"

"Did Guqin tell you?"

Embarrassed and ashamed, Jiang Suilan said, "We hardly talk about cultivation when we are together."

"What was it all about?"

Jiang Suilan lowered his head, and his voice became more and more confident: "I was the one talking, talking about unnutritious things. I usually read stories from books, stories from virtual worlds, etc. Master...he always listens silently, and the words rare."

"It's been a hundred years?"

"It's not..." Jiang Suilan looked at the boat swaying on the sea. It's impossible that Wujing didn't notice them, but he didn't intend to come over. "For about a few decades, he practiced in seclusion."

The specific days are countless, and they are indeed intermittent.

Sometimes a month, sometimes a year.

Jiang Suilan is often lonely, and when he is lonely, he gets drunk.

Among the immortals in Yanqi Mountain, there is one named Zui Dao. His sword technique was learned while he was drunk, and he loves wine very much.

It's just that when he reached the realm of transformation, there was almost no wine in the world that could get him drunk.He gave Jiang Suilan a lot of fine wines that he had treasured before, for which Yin Huaimeng almost had a quarrel with him.

What Yin Huaimeng meant was that Jiang Suilan was just at the beginning, so drinking like this would hurt his body, and he would get drunk every day, how could he have the mind to practice?

Later, Jiang Suilan tried not to drink in front of Yin Huaimeng.

Kuang Yang listened and shook his head.

Jiang Suilan suddenly asked: "Is Lou Bing's cultivation talent good?"

Whether it's cultivating immortals or cultivating demons.

Kuang Yang said: "Yes, he is outstanding, no matter when he was in Yanqi Mountain or Moyuan."

"No wonder."

No wonder the master always thinks that his cultivation base has stopped at the initial stage, and he has been slow to advance.

"Suilan," Kuang Yang began to call him that at some point, "Guqin has done all kinds of things to you, making you think that he doesn't love you because you are not good in everything, but that's not the case. In this world, love It is the purest feeling, and sincerity is the hardest thing to deliver, you gave it to him, but he didn't cherish it, because he didn't deserve it."

Jiang Suilan smiled and said, "Thank you."

He continued to watch the magnificence of Minghai.

In front of Minghai, even Wujing, the most powerful human being, seemed so insignificant.

Yanqi Mountain is also vast and vast, with peaks connecting peaks and mountains stretching, green and fragrant alone in the ice and snow.

Jiang Suilan would also feel better when wandering over Yanqi Mountain.

When people are aware of their own insignificance, they will realize how small their own entanglement, pain and loneliness are.

Yan Qishan looked at the letter from Luo Yinzong.

The Luoyin Sect sent people to follow Moxiu, and witnessed them slaughter all the way from Jinxiu City to Qingjin City near Minghai.

So far, almost all of Pingzhou has fallen into their hands.

too fast.

It took Moxiu 12 years to beat Qizhou, but it took less than two months to beat Pingzhou, and more than one month was spent at the junction of Qipingzhou.

Even if Pingzhou has fewer fairy sects, monks, and fighters than Qizhou, this speed is too exaggerated.

"Devil cultivators are hateful," Ba Jian said, "Some city lords in Pingzhou surrendered to them, but they didn't buy a single one, and slaughtered them all."

"After Kuang Yang came forward, the demon cultivator went crazy," said Zui Dao, "Not only that, but the residual feather fell, and Lou... the right guardian was abolished. Or, Jianhua from the Hanjing Mansion confronted her, saying that she was no match for that Xuanzi."

Lan Xiangzi pondered: "It seems that it is because of them that Pingzhou has no power to resist."

"Moxiu suddenly appeared in four realms..." Tayue was worried.

Ba Jian said: "I see more than that, there may be more, I just hide it wildly."

Lan Xiangzi said, "Something must have happened."

Everyone agreed, and Zui Dao said, "I'll investigate."

Lan Xiangzi nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Where do you want to go next?" Kuang Yang asked Jiang Suilan with a smile.

Jiang Suilan hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to send a letter to Yanqi Mountain first."

"Do you want to go back?"

"No..." Jiang Suilan said softly, "I just want to never go back."

Kuang Yang gladly prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and a blue bird for him.

Jiang Suilan buried his head in writing and wrote for most of the day.

Kuang Yang is not interested in prying into what he wrote, but just watching him, sometimes giggling, sometimes crying, it's so pitiful.

Sometimes, Kuang Yang would think that it's amazing that a monk like Gu Qin can hurt people so deeply.

The blue bird flew away with the letter, the waves of the tea sea crashed on the shore, and Jiang Suilan let out a breath.

He said to Kuang Yang: "I want to go to Jianzhou, Jianzhou Bicheng, where I grew up. There is a very famous library in the city. The library opened a private school, taught children in the city to read, and adopted homeless ones. Boy. I want to go there."

It was his home, and he wanted to go home.

Kuang Yang said: "And then?"

Jiang Suilan looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't you want to travel all over Nine Continents?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Suilan was surprised.

Kuang Yang smiled and said: "That night you got drunk from the Styx, grabbed my clothes and said, you always feel unsatisfied when you look at mountains and rivers and stories in the virtual world. You want to see the real thing. It's just that you can't bear to bear with Master."

Jiang Suilan smiled: "Yes. But... as you said before, Jiuzhou is not peaceful. If I cultivate demons, I can't wander around. I have to protect myself. So, I want to find a safe place Cultivate steadily, safely and steadily... give birth to a child, and then bring the child to grow up."

"Then you just told me where you want to hide? Aren't you afraid that I will spread it and let the fairy gate suppress you?"

Kuang Yang's words were somewhat narrow-minded.

Jiang Suilan froze for a moment.

After a while, he said, "I didn't expect that."

After a pause, he bowed his head, a little frustrated: "I'm like what the master said, there is no talent in cultivation, and people are also stupid. He always told me that when encountering danger, don't think about head-to-head, but run away. He taught me the most It is the way of escape. In Yanqi Mountain, except for Master, I hardly had any contact with others. In Bicheng Bookstore, all the people I met were good people. Kuangyang...Wenciliu, if you want to harm me, I can't help it, after all, I'm so stupid, I said everything without thinking about it."

Kuang Yang laughed.

"I won't hurt you," he said.

The blue bird letter is very fast, it is sent in the evening and arrives in the evening.

Hongxia is burning in the sky.

Qingniao shook off the snow particles on her body, and put the letter in front of Yin Huaimeng's window.The cat tilted its head to look at it, eager to jump.Stretching out its claws, the blue bird fluttered away in fright.

Yin Huaimeng called it: "Cloud Cake."

The cat died down.

Recently, Yin Huaimeng has called its name more times than in the past 100 years combined.

The cat doesn't understand why.

Only one other person used to call that name.

Yin Huaimeng picked up the letter and saw the familiar handwriting.

His pupils shrank and his fingers pressed hard, almost crumpling the letter.

"Respected by the master."

The cover is like this four ink characters.

Yin Huaimeng slowly opened the envelope.

"Master, this is the last time I call you that."

Master, this is the last time I call you that.

I have decided to leave Yanqi Mountain and dissolve the master-student relationship with you.In the past hundred years, I have been taken care of by Yan Qishan, but I already know that all the care comes from my face that is [-]% similar to Lou Bing, so I can no longer deceive myself.

The green shade of Yanqi Mountain that is like spring all the year round, the obedient cranes in Xiaoyinfeng, the lovely cloud cake, the scriptures and jade slips you collected for me, the wine given by the drunken sword, and the wine that Yanqi Mountain provided me Countless elixirs, mind techniques, sword techniques and saber techniques for me to choose at will... there are too many to count.In the past hundred years, I have taken advantage of it. After all, with my qualifications, I would not have been able to enter Yanqi Mountain.

All kinds of good things, all kinds of kindness, I will keep them in my heart, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay them.

I don’t know if anyone in Yanqi Mountain is worried about me these days, if so, please let me know, I’m fine, don’t worry.

I wish you all good health and smooth cultivation.

There is another letter, please hand it to the head for me.

That's all.

"Meow."

Yun Pian Cake sniffed the letter paper.

Yin Huaimeng flipped through the thin letter paper, and found it hard to believe that there were only such a few paragraphs.

Moreover, only the envelope and the beginning of the whole article mentioned the word "Master".

Jiang Suilan is usually such a clingy person who likes to act like a baby to him, but in this letter, his words are extremely restrained.He didn't even ask directly, "Master, I don't know if you are worried about me", but just said, "I wonder if anyone in Yanqi Mountain is worried about me these days", with a cold and cautious look.

It seemed that he was afraid of asking the former to make himself ridiculous.With Lou Bing, would Yin Huaimeng really worry about a substitute?

Yin Huaimeng stood up, the movement was a bit loud, and the cat was startled.

Holding the letter in his hand, he called Qingyuan to the main peak.

Lan Xiangzi plays the flute in the bamboo forest on the main peak.

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, swinging around the bamboo forest.

"Master!"

Lan Xiangzi looked back and said softly, "What happened?"

"A letter came from Suilan."

Lan Xiangzi read the letter given to him.

Yin Huaimeng's spiritual energy was in chaos due to backlash, and he asked with a heavy aura, "What did he say?"

Lan Xiangzi closed the letter and said: "Please let me remove his name from the list of disciples of Yanqi Mountain, as well as his relationship with you as a teacher and student. Tell the outside world that Yanqi Mountain expelled him."

"No!" Yin Huaimeng said decisively.

Lan Xiangzi looked at him calmly.

Yin Huaimeng said hoarsely: "I don't agree."

Lan Xiangzi put the letter away, stared at him, and said, "Huai Meng, you have to think about what you want. Your mother entrusted you to me. For so many years, I have always treated you as my own son, Lou Qiong Whether it is a tree or Jiang Suilan, as long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want. But the word love is too deep and too hurt. You have focused on practicing the ruthless way for 500 years, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, Desire, you have experienced too little. When you met Lou Qiongshu, you were emotional and fell in love. When you saw him, you felt happy. When he died unexpectedly, you mourned unceasingly. Then I forced Jiang Suilan to you, so you had desire. There is anger, there is hatred. But in essence, your anger and hatred towards Jiang Suilan are all anger and hatred towards yourself. Let me ask you now, do you have desire for Lou Bing? Do you have love for Jiang Suilan? People in the world often say that love and desire are inseparable. Can you separate them? Do you want to be ruthless, passionate or dedicated? If you want to love, whether it's Lou Bing or Jiang Suilan, deciding to love means The 600-year practice of the Ruthless Dao has been abolished. Are you willing to pay such a price for a mere love? You didn’t want to respond to Lou Qiongshu at the beginning, didn’t you just want to? Now you are willing to Jiang Suilan? If you don’t like the same Yes, what qualifications do you have to say that you disagree? Besides, there is no rule in Yanqi Mountain that you are not allowed to enter or leave. If the disciple wants to leave, Yanqi Mountain will never force you to stay. I will agree to Jiang Suilan's request. From now on, he will not No longer a disciple of Yanqi Mountain, no longer your disciple."

The wind in the bamboo forest was bleak, and the last word of these deafening words fell.

Lan Xiangzi waved his sleeves and left, leaving Yin Huaimeng in a daze for a while.

The sun gradually set to the bottom, the sky darkened, and night invaded the sky.

Among the seven emotions, Lan Xiangzi mentioned joy, anger, sorrow, love, hatred, and desire.

Only fear was not mentioned.

Fear, fear, fear.

This is the fundamental emotion that prompts Yin Huai to cultivate the ruthless way.

His father died in front of him, and his mother, covered in blood, sent him to Yanqi Mountain with her last breath.

He was so small and scared.

Too young, facing the tragic death of a loved one, before feeling sad, I feel more fear.

He fears that fear.

So he cultivated the path of ruthlessness.

He is a coward who practiced monasticism to escape the haunting horrors of his childhood.

He really managed to escape for many years.

But now, he once again felt the skin-cut, rapid, knife-pointed fear that made him tremble.

Fear...of losing Jiang Suilan.

To remove the name in the disciple's book, the soul lamp in the disciple's pavilion must be removed.The lamp in his hand will not be left to him.

From now on, he will have no idea where Jiang Suilan is and whether he is healthy or not.

From now on, he has nothing to do with Jiang Suilan.Whether it is master and apprentice, or something else.

Jiang Suilan was unwilling.

How obvious.

In the letter, he didn't mention their relationship other than the master-student relationship. They clearly existed for a hundred years, but he understated it as if it had never existed.

However, in the memory, those loves are clearly real.

Yin Huaimeng closed her eyes, feeling stupid.His desire to be with Jiang Suilan was clearly accompanied by emotion.

When he was with Jiang Suilan at first, he ruthlessly turned back because he thought of Lou Qiongshu.

Later, I don't know when, but most of the time, it was because of being greedy to be with Jiang Suilan.

Stick to people.

He let him stick.He enjoys his stickiness.

It hurts when he hugs him, it hurts when he kisses him, it hurts when he blends with him affectionately.

The more it hurts, the more I won't let go.

"Suilan, do you think that the backlash of the ruthless way is suppressed by me and you?"

Yin Huai dreamed that when he said these words, he didn't even understand what he was talking about.

Now he understands.

Jiang Suilan didn't have the ability to help him suppress the ruthless backlash.

It will only make him more and more painful.

Because... Yin Huaimeng loves Jiang Suilan.

He staggered away from the bamboo forest.

Yin Huaimeng walked through several places Jiang Suilan frequented, only to realize that there was actually an empty wine jar that Jiang Suilan secretly hid on the cliff.He touched the mouth of the altar, and there was still a trace of wine fragrance on it.

He went to the place where Xiaoyinfeng raised the cranes. The cranes were elegant, but Jiang Suilan didn't hold them like that. He had the freshest breath on his body, loved to play, and often jumped down in mid-air and threw himself into his arms.But now the sky over Little Silver Peak is peaceful.

When he returned to the courtyard, Jiang Suilan was everywhere.

"Cloud cake." He called the cat.

The cat jumped on the fence and tilted its head to look at him.

"Let's go get him back, shall we?"

The cat purred lazily.

"Brother." Lou Bing stood outside the courtyard and called him softly.

Yin Huaimeng turned around.

Lou Bing turned pale with shock, he was too shocked to make a sound for a while.

Under the moonlight, Yin Huaimeng's face was full of tears.