How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

"what do you know?"

The store looked at Tong Shu a few times like looking at a frog in a well, and then waved his hands again and again: "I don't care what you know or don't know, I don't know anything anyway. Don't ask any more, I want to close the door." It's a shop." After saying that, he really withdrew his banners, set up a stool, and picked up a broom to drive away the customers.

The two diners had almost finished their meal, they took a look at Tong Shu and Jing Jue, and left in a muffled voice.

Tong Shu and Jing Jue stepped out of the store just as the store owner was about to lift the broom, and the store door slammed behind them.

What's up with this?

Tong Shu went to see Jing Jue, and Jing Jue, who was looking back, naturally didn't know what happened afterwards.The two of them met under the seat of Master Yi'an, and both of them had a deep relationship with Master Yi'an, and their expressions sank for a moment.

After being silent for a while, Jing Jue said, "You can see it when you go to Ganku Temple."

After walking another ten miles, we arrived at the market at the foot of Ganku Temple Mountain.

The market is called Incense City, and the people make and sell incense as a profession, so it is called the market. In the early days, it was just a small village with only a few shops selling incense and candles. Fifty years ago, when Tong Shu visited for the last time, there were still the same families here.

Now, when you walk to the entrance of the market, you will be greeted by bursts of fragrance and a lively scene of auspiciousness and auspiciousness.

Entering the market, the inside is even more lively.

Two new rows of shops were built on both sides of the street, and there are many pedestrians, many sword-wielding Taoists come and go, many of them are high-ranking officials and nobles in brocade clothes.

There is even an inn in the village.

It is located at the foot of a deep mountain, and ordinary merchants do not go there, so it is not a suitable place for doing business.Although there is a famous temple, the monks are poor, and most of their living expenses are self-produced. Even if there are pilgrims, they can at most bring a few bunches of incense, a couple of candles, and a few catties of oil, which cannot afford such a prosperous market.

This kind of excitement is not what Buddhism should have in a clean place.

The combination of the beef noodle shop, the bustling incense market, and even the ruined small temple more than a dozen miles away, with Tong Shu’s mind, there is no need to ask, Tong Shu already has the answer to the situation of Master Yi’an .

After walking for more than ten miles, step by step, in fact, I have already figured out all aspects. The reason why I have not come to a conclusion is nothing more than to see it with my own eyes.

Walking into this market, you can see the prosperity of every place, only the cutting pain from the scattered winter wind, the heart sinks little by little, the blood drips, and the body becomes lighter instead.

It seems that every step I step on is not real dust.

The world is cruel.

took his mother early;

Unknowingly sent away his biological father;

Finally, there was Ling Xuelou, and before he had time to kowtow to his teacher, Ling Xuelou disappeared without a trace.

I thought it was all due to him being opaque and not bowing his head.

50 years ago, there was nothing to lose, but 50 years later, the world will tell him that he can also make his good friend Wen Jiuqing drink up, and make his elder brother neither human nor ghost, but there is only one person left who he was not. Kenbai is the old man who is the teacher.

Just such a person who has no name and no role, and who came to very few people after he deliberately kept a distance, unexpectedly did not let go.

Tong Shu was walking on the noisy street, raised his head slightly, looked at Xiangxie, and stopped for a while.

At this time, the sun was just right, and the early noon sun ironed the coldness of early winter into a slight warmth, and the golden light passed through his eyelashes and fell into the fundus of his eyes.

The light is still cold.

After all, it's early winter, and the sun won't warm you even if it's the best.

Chills shot up Tong Shu's body one after another, his eyelashes trembled, shattering all the light, falling into his eyes and turning them into broken jade shards.

The hands on the side were clenched into fists, and the body collapsed, but still couldn't bear the huge dull pain pressing down on his heart.

It really hurts!

It was as if the internal organs had been crushed by a boulder.

The old man who talked a lot was his last relative.

How could he be gone?

Master Yi'an is a generation of high-ranking monks who have cultivated all good karma and gained immeasurable merit. If a monk has cultivated to the point of Yi'an, even if he cannot be promoted, at least he should live a thousand years.

Shangxie, do you have long eyes? !

"Xi Mu?" Jing Jue asked with a little concern in his ear.

Tong Shu froze suddenly.

Having learned the lesson from Jing Jue's awakening because of him last time, Tong Shu knew that he must not repeat the same mistakes this time.

He blinked vigorously to relieve the soreness in his eyes, and when he turned around, he lowered his head in a concealed manner, and whispered in Jing Zhao's tone: "Shen Wei."

"Ok?"

"Suddenly I feel a little dizzy. Please help me." He said yes, but he actually leaned over, his face pressed against Jing Jue's shoulder and refused to lift up. He said he was dizzy to cover up the trembling of his body .He couldn't lose his composure in front of Jing Jue again.

Jing Jue's first reaction was to avoid him, but seeing that he was quite uncomfortable, he resisted the discomfort of being approached by others, and after a while he got used to it and said, "Is the primordial spirit in turmoil?"

"Yes." Tong Shu made the mistake, suppressing another wave of suffocating heartache.

"Is there a problem with Qi training?"

"Yes." Tong Shu endured the pain, but he didn't really hear what Jing Jue said, so he just followed the words.

"You... haven't given up on wanting to practice the way of the sword?" Jing Jue asked in a low voice.

"..." Tong Shu didn't understand what it meant before, but when he felt that Jing Jue was quite serious and was still waiting for his answer, Qiang turned back to his thoughts.Can't help but smile bitterly: I thought, can't you let me be sad for a while.

I had no choice but to pull myself together, think quickly, combined with the fact that Jing Zhao is not a pure Yang sword cultivator and the many times he has been used as a talking point to tame and practice the sword but failed, he carefully considered the words and said: "Jing Xingzong established his sect with the sword, This is not something you can give up."

After uttering these words, he swallowed a long breath, stood up straight, and left Jing Jue's shoulder and said, "I'm better."

Taking advantage of the situation, Jing Jue also stood up straight, and said: "Jing Xingzong's practice is not limited to the way of swordsmanship, Xi Mu, you don't have to embarrass yourself."

In fact, it is not difficult to guess Jing Zhao's thoughts in his position and in a different place. Most of Jing Xingzong's celestial envoys were also suzerains at the same time. As suzerain, Jing Zhao is the No. 1 choice to tame the sword .However, he failed to tame the sword several times, and in the end it was won by Jing Jue, who was a dozen years younger than him. From then on, his suzerain will always be the "suzerain who doesn't have a standard sword" that others joke about from time to time. Feel the taste, know the weather.

Tong Shu pondered: "But most of the suzerains in the past are sword cultivators, so I can't fall too far behind."

"For so many years, your thoughts have not changed?" Jing Jue said a question, but the meaning was affirmative.

"My status as suzerain hasn't changed, so how can I change my mind." Tong Shu could already understand some of Jing Zhao's position.

Jing Jue looked at him, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and said in an unprecedentedly solemn tone: "I have become an envoy, and I am embarrassing you."

Tong Shu felt that the conversation was going to get out of control, and quickly organized words to save him: "Jing Xingzong has lost the previous generation of envoys and has no new envoys for a long time, and it is difficult to convince the public. It is at a critical time. You saved it." Jing Xingzong's face is a meritorious person to me and Yuzong, so I should thank you."

Jing Jue didn't accept his thanks, but looked over lightly, and Feng Qingyun didn't seem to be fake, he really didn't take these utilitarian benefits into his eyes.

Tong Shu couldn't help but think of a person who was not outstanding in the Jingxing clan's genealogy——Jing Xiao.

This person has the lowest immortal name among Jing's brothers of the same generation, and he only has a false job. He has never done any feats in his life, and he has no world-shattering name.

As the youngest heir son of the Jing family's main branch in Jing Jue's previous generation, he was born when Jing Xingzong was prominent, and his elder brothers lived a carefree life.With no dust in his heart, he doesn't ask about religious affairs, he doesn't care about right and wrong, he is obsessed with mountains and rivers, and he is casual and unrestrained. He is a rare young master in Jing Xingzong.

She had a good life, and married a girl who likes to be with the same temperament, and the two joined hands to make a pair of children in the rivers and lakes for a lifetime.

It's a pity that later, when the standard sword spirit exploded, several elder brothers died trying to tame the sword. As the youngest member of the Jing family, he had to join the ranks of the sword tamer. He took the sword, but in the end he exhausted his life energy, and he went with his three brothers early, and then his wife didn't think about eating and drinking for a few days, so she went with her, leaving behind a young son.

This youngest son is Jing Jue who is the youngest in the main branch of the Jing family of Jing Xing Zong, but the highest seniority.

In fact, Jing Jue looked a bit like Jing Xiao when he was a teenager in the flashback.

Sometimes angry, sometimes angry, sometimes crazy, has a very lively temperament; dare to hate, dare to be angry, dare to love, casual and unrestrained; also grew up in a noble family, and if no accidents, he will grow into a passionate and elegant young man.But because of practicing the way of swordsman, he gradually smoothed his mind and tempered his mind, and when he was an adult, he no longer had half of the freshness of his youth.

It's always like this in this world, people who look at the scenery from afar—except for those few whose lives are so good that someone will take care of them all their lives—most of them have their own blood, tears and scars inside.

Tong Shu felt a little disappointed, and thoughtfully said: "Actually, you are more difficult than me, and I can still take courses. When you are alone, you will have no choice. You can only go to the dark with kendo. You , I didn’t have such a temperament when I was young, it’s my incompetence that I can’t tame the standard, so you can only use swordsmanship to grind out this cold temperament.”

But Jing Jue disagreed with Di's way: "It's just a practice, there is no difference between practicing one or the other. This is my own choice, it has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to blame yourself. Moreover, if you say I have no choice, how can you choose?" How can I choose?"

Tong Shu couldn't help but startled.

After a little thought, it became clear.

At this point, Tong Shu probably understood Jing Zhao's situation.

Not at the right time, standing on a high place at a young age, and provoking the burden of the whole sect. In the front, generations of suzerains have laid down the country for thousands of years, and in the back, there is a vast road ahead with no successors.

When his peers were still focusing on their studies, he indulged in family affairs and cultivated a thorough understanding of human emotions. However, he could not do two things at the same time, so he wasted his practice in the end.If it is said that Jing Jue has no choice, how did Jing Zhao ever have a choice.

One must know that Jing Zhao's father was the suzerain of the previous generation, the famous Yuan Shanzun Jing Yao.If there is no accident, he will also inherit the mantle. Like his father, he will become the immortal envoy of Chunyang Sword Cultivator, and he is expected to be included in the family tree.

The world makes people fool - Tong Shu sighed.

After this phone call, it was a mistake. Tong Shu felt sorry for Jing Zhao's bitterness, and temporarily suppressed the pain in his heart.

He and Jing Jue walked slowly on the street, and when they arrived at the hotel in the middle of the street, Jing Jue asked, "Have you delivered a post to Ganku Temple?"

This question is very meaningful.

It is equivalent to asking whether to rest here by yourself or to stay overnight in the temple?

And with Jing Zhao's status, it doesn't count as handing over a post, and he will receive full hospitality if he goes straight to Ganku Temple.

Since Jing Jue asked this question, he had an idea in mind, Tong Shu said, "You don't want to reveal your whereabouts?"

Jing Jue glanced at Tong Shu suspiciously, probably because it was strange that Jing Zhao's mind couldn't understand the meaning, and said, "Xi Mu, I have something to say."

The author has something to say: I apologize first: I have a lot of family affairs and work tasks this week, and I didn't write the 2 words needed for the weekend.The diligent update list that I have to work hard in April is far away from me...

Subsequent update frequency: One chapter will be updated each Saturday and Sunday, and every other day will be updated as much as possible in the future.

Now the full text is about 75% complete, and now we are on the penultimate copy.The last two dungeons are the explosive period of the plot, characters, and emotional lines. Writing is very difficult. I strive to bring you to the end with the frequency of updating every other day. (If any update cannot be guaranteed, it will be notified in advance below.)

Wishing myself a particularly explosive last 1/4 to this book!

(This article is currently refining the previous article. If you are interested, you can go back and read it. Especially the major changes in Chapter 26, it is strongly recommended to re-read it.

The reason for the refinement is that this article has been written for almost two years. After being pregnant for three years, I couldn’t remember some details clearly, so I went back and read it myself, so I started the project of refining the full text. )