dream

In the early morning, Zhao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.The blue bird jumping and playing by the pillow saw its master get up, and flew up happily. Before it landed on Zhao Yuan's shoulder, Zhao Yuan had already run a long way.

With a blank mind, Zhao Yuan went all the way to Yungui.Looking at the glamorous barrier outside the mountain, Zhao Yuan woke up like a dream.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the dense white mist rolled to the soles of Zhaoyuan's feet, soaking the hem of the Taoist robe.Zhaoyuan stood firmly on the mountainside, looked back, wasn't it the place where he broke into the enchantment and met Zhaoru for the first time?

Now the bamboo forest is dense, and the trails are lush and green. The rocks that were crushed by one foot in the fierce battle have long since disappeared in the change of time, and the beautiful figure has been searched everywhere.

Zhaoru is not an ordinary woman with short-sightedness, who is obsessed with love and hate for a moment. Although she is leaving temporarily, Zhaoyuan believes that one day, Zhaoru will return to Tianfang.After going through thousands of sails and seeing all kinds of warmth and coldness, this woman will be completely washed out. At that time, everything today is just a passing cloud, and the past cannot be recalled.

However, at that time Zhaoyuan was only half right.many years later.After training, Zhaoru has indeed abandoned the little attachment at the beginning, but she has fallen into a deeper obsession. Not only is she stuck in the mud and cannot get out, but she is also willing to do so.

Zhaoyuan stopped for a long time, then Fang slowly turned back to the mountain.The road is ruthless, and the end of the road is also lonely. The warmth in the past will always dissipate one day, and the people who accompanied you in the past will eventually leave. No one can accompany you to the end.Zhaoyuan has understood this truth for a long time, but when this moment comes, he still feels empty in his heart.

Time flies too fast, Qiang Zi came out, was fined Yunya, went out to travel, devoted himself to cultivation, won the big competition, and the old man left. In just eight years, a vast amount of things happened.

The realm that had not been shaken for two consecutive years was shaken, the aura was floating, and the whole body was lightened. It was at such a moment that he broke through the barrier of exiting the body.

Zhao Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, if it was such a price in exchange for advancement, then he really would rather not have it.

After the Nascent Soul Stage, advanced stages not only focused on the growth of cultivation, but also focused on the cultivation of Taoism.This is also the reason why many people have obviously practiced diligently, but still can't make any progress.And apart from meeting by fate and understanding the way of heaven, only after experiencing major changes, or great sorrow and great joy, can one have a thorough understanding.

People with extremes often do not make any progress for more than ten years, and drag it until the end of their life span.There are also people who seek a breakthrough, kill their wives and sell their children, just for a moment of enlightenment.

After the competition, Zhao Yuan was overjoyed.When Zhaoru left, he was suddenly very sad, and it really gave him a great opportunity to break through.

Based on the current cultivation base alone, among the young disciples in Tianfang, who can outshine him?

The brilliance flashed behind him, and Yun Gui and Yun Shao were surprised to hear the sound. Zhao Yuan turned around and looked, both of them had complicated and unspeakable expressions.Yun Gui snorted coldly and then disappeared, Yun Shao stepped forward to support his shoulders, and just sighed silently.I don't know whether to be surprised or relieved.

"Alright. Go back."

Above the mirror stage, the mist is thin.In the distance, the peaks of Tianfang are competing for beauty and beauty, while the nearby waterfalls rush down, penetrating the sunlight, white as silver.

Yunshao set up a small table next to the plum tree. In winter, the red plums and white snow, the fairy in green clothes bowed his head in front of the desk, accompanied by the slowly curling morning mist, really living up to the name of the fairyland on earth.

Spreading out the paperweight, just as he raised his hand to pick up a piece of ink, another person suddenly took it from his hand, and it was Zhao Yuan who hadn't seen him for several days.

Zhao Yuan pressed the inkstone with one hand, sprinkled water with the other, and lowered his head to polish the ink for Yun Shao seriously, without saying a word.

"Figured out?"

"Yes."

Yun Shao picked a pen from the shelf, stroked the hair, dipped it in ink on the inkstone, and raised his wrist to write a few words. The speed was extremely fast, like flowing clouds and flowing water, elegant and unrestrained and free and easy.

Zhao Yuan looked over and saw that it was the words "quiet and inaction".Yun Shao handed the pen to Zhao Yuan again, "Let's make a payment."

Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, took the pen, stared at the free and easy words for a long time, the ink on the tip of the pen almost fell off.Is Yun Shao reminding him?

Zhao Yuan drew back his sleeves and inscribed a line of dates on the side in small characters.The pen is sharp and sharp, without stopping between strokes and strokes, showing sharpness, comparing it with Yunshao's writing, one can tell that it was written by two people.

After a little thought, when I looked up, the red plums and white snow echoed each other. The person in the snow was handsome and unparalleled, and he had a bit more character than Hanmei.The pen that was supposed to be put down was heavily dipped in ink, and the staggered branches were drawn in ink on the blank space on the paper.

Yun Shao understood, took another pen, and touched a few red plums on the branches.He put down his pen and smiled, and found that Zhao Yuan was looking at him from a very close distance, for an unknown amount of time, there seemed to be something churning up from the depths of his eyes, burning and burning, no matter how hard it was to extinguish.

Just about to say something.It was dark in front of his eyes, the thin sunlight was blocked, and a pair of lips came up so abruptly, with urgency and rawness, eagerly sucking and crushing the two thin lips.There is no skill at all in this kind of kiss, and there is no way to close the teeth. They only bump and rattle, and after a while, they move away at an extremely fast speed.

There was no response, as expected.

Yun Shao kept his eyes open from the beginning to the end, and remained motionless until the young man let go of himself before looking up at him.Zhaoyuan's chest rose and fell sharply, with the warmth from the kiss just now, but after meeting Yunshao's eyes, it suddenly went cold.

Zhaoyuan didn't want to take a second look at that look, just one glance could cool people's hearts, like a bucket of ice water poured down on the head in winter.Neither anger nor surprise, just the tolerance of the elders and the indifference of everything.As if to say, it really is still a child.

It seemed that Zhaoyuan's passionate kiss just now was just a child's harmless play.As an adult, there is no need to seriously care about it.

Even though I was in close proximity just now, I smelled a familiar smell.It is surrounded by fireworks, and the aftertaste after burning the incense is like pine and cypress incense, elegant and unparalleled.It is stained between the sleeves of the robe, and can only be smelled if it is pasted to the extreme. It is the smell of the person in his dream, the illusion.No wonder he had never thought about it for so many years.

The face that has been blurred for a long time is finally clear at this moment. Who is it if it is not Yun Shao that is so beautiful, enchanting, and warm to the bone?And who can be noble enough to make people want to enshrine and worship, but also make people want to keep it for themselves and prevent Xiao Xiao from coveting it?

He should have thought of it, he should have understood.

Yun Shao's brows have already brought clear compassion and empathy, as well as endless tolerance.However, he is so awe-inspiring and calm, like a waterfall in the mountains, close at hand and out of reach.

Zhaoru has already left, where is Yunshao?

Zhao Yuan took a step back and turned around hastily.