After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

"I understand."

So once he loses that period of memory, no one will know except the person involved.

Yan Lin nodded, frowning slightly, and there was an inexplicable emotion hidden in the depths of his eyes. The next second, he raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite, and walked out without stopping.

Because he knew that the long-cherished wish between the two of them had been made very clear, and it would be too hypocritical to hold on to it.

Yan Jin kept looking at him, so he could clearly see the indifference in his eyes.

When Yan Lin passed by him, he opened his hand, but resisted not raising it, and just asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Yan Lin paused, turned around, and looked at the person opposite.

The emerald green of the green bamboo fell from behind him, and the silver crown and brocade clothes stood tall, and his whole body was meticulous and rigorous. He looked closely at him with deep eyes, which seemed to be nervous and worried.

Yan Lin pursed his lips, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, the resentment deep in his heart had already been expressed, at this moment he only remained calm, like the level of the ocean.

He decided to lie to the man.

He raised his eyes and said: "I'm going back to the Changtian Sword Sect, Haoran Immortal Mansion, I'll leave it to my brother."

Yan Jin's expression moved, and he watched him disappear in place with lonely eyes, but the long-lost word 'brother' was in his ear.

...

Yan Lin did not leave.

He flew directly to another quiet and pleasant attic in Haoran Immortal Mansion. Apart from the tea room, Yan Zhentian went to the place most often, because he now has two things and needs his father's help.

Perhaps Yan Zhentian also knew that Yan Lin would look for him again. When Yan Lin arrived at the attic, he was sitting on a wide chair with a white porcelain cup in his hand, and the tea smoke was curling up. He glanced up through the gap between the cup and the teacup.

"coming."

With a calm and leisurely tone, there was a slight smile on the corner of Yan Lin's mouth.

"Daddy knows I'm coming?"

Yan Zhentian put down the white porcelain cup and glanced at him: "Hurry back to Haoran Immortal Mansion in a hurry, instead of running to your own room, you ran to the tea room you least like to go to find me immediately, there must be something to ask me, I interrupt you and let you catch up with your brother, and I will come back naturally."

He went straight to the chair next to him and sat down, nodded, picked up another cup of tea at the table, and took a sip like Yan Zhentian did: "That's right, the one who knows me is Mo Ruo Daddy."

Yan Zhentian straightened his clothes, turned his head to look at him, with an attitude of listening attentively: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

He paused, put down the white porcelain teacup, tapped the tip of his index finger on the table, his light and dark eyes darkened a bit, and his tone was natural: "Father, do you know of any way to release the master-student bond on me? "

Master-apprentice contract?

Yan Zhentian's expression froze, and then he came to his senses, frowned at him, and asked in question: "The group of sword cultivators targeted you? Didn't you give up this idea before?"

"There is no target, I just thought about it for a long time..."

If he didn't remember anything, maybe he could choose to be ignorant, but if he remembered, he couldn't let this kind of mistake continue.

But he couldn't tell Yan Zhentian that.

Yan Lin sighed deeply.

Then he pretended to be complicated, staring at the white porcelain cup, his face showed an emotion that he knew he was powerless and didn't want to get involved, there were many deep things hidden in his bright eyes, it seemed that there were too many unspeakable reasons.

"Senior Sword Ancestor and I don't have this master-student relationship after all. I'm not a sword cultivator. Even if I have a peerless master, I'm just a piece of broken iron. I can't become a magic weapon. Don't waste everyone's time. .”

As he spoke, he paused again, with a trace of dislike showing on his face.

"Besides, the bare Xuefeng is very stuffy, how can it be so comfortable like Haoran Immortal Mansion."

Yan Zhentian frowned slightly: "Even the master is unwilling to call out, but you really don't want to be his apprentice."

"Being Shiyuan's apprentice is a blessing that many people in the world dream of, but falling on you is like a shackle that cannot be shaken off..."

Then he glanced at him again, raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not angry: "I don't know whether to say that you are aware of current affairs, or that you have no ambition."

Yan Lin smiled at his father flatteringly, and gave another reason: "Secondly, they all say that self-cultivation and enlightenment are only for the purpose of understanding the will of heaven. I seem to understand and don't understand, whether it is better to give up or to persist..."

"So after thinking about it, it's better to abandon some of your identities and join the world to see if you can find the answer."

He said it lightly, but Yan Zhentian frowned even deeper.

"Joining the WTO..." Yan Zhentian read it again, pondering for a moment, he didn't expect Yan Lin to mention these two words suddenly.

Yan Lin leaned back on the wooden chair: "Life has been long or short. I have never been born into the world, so how could I be enlightened and achieve something in my mind?"

A sharp light flashed in Yan Zhentian's eyes. Combining his previous and subsequent words, how could he not understand, and then he said seriously: "To be enlightened? You can speak beautiful words. In my opinion, your entry into the world is false, and your escape is true. You are I have made up my mind, I must get rid of this identity..."

Yan Zhentian shook his head, stood up, and walked to the window.

"You know, when we entered the world, it took a long time for a hundred years and a short one. It took your father and me 30 years to come back from the mortal world. There is no heresy in entering the world. It all depends on understanding. If you can't understand something, it is a waste In the end, I still have to run back in despair."

Saying that, Yan Zhentian took a deep breath, raised his hand and grabbed it out of the window, and the bird landed on his palm. His small body was wrapped in spiritual energy. In the barrier, it flapped its wings, but it couldn't escape.

Yan Lin stared at the bird.

Yan Zhentian looked back at him: "At that time, not only will you not have what you want, but you will also be trapped even more tightly by distracting thoughts..."

The person sitting understood the meaning of these words, and their eyes were fixed.

Did he really enter the world to realize Taoism?Of course not, it is very clear what path he is taking, but the reality and the truth that keep appearing make him have a lot of distracting thoughts, and he is confused, so he wants to find a place where no one will bother him, and live in peace For a while, think about it.

In the next second, Yan Zhentian's frowning brows were loosened, and the corner of his mouth raised into a chuckle. The spirit in his palm dispersed, the barrier dissipated, and the bird fled quickly. Yan Zhentian lost all his seriousness just now.

"However, you are like me in this respect. You just don't like those sword cultivators."

"If you want to enter the world, you can. Father has no objection. You have grown up so much, so you should let you see what all the suffering in the world is."

Yan Zhentian has always been very clear that he cherishes this child too much, so he has been protecting him under his wings, but this is not a long-term solution after all. Now that the Zhongtian Realm is not peaceful, he can only let him grow up quickly.

Joining the WTO is one way.

Mood growth is more practical than cultivation.

Thinking about it, Yan Zhentian's expression returned to its usual seriousness.

"However, I want to tell you that it is not as simple as you imagined to cancel Master Shi Yuan's apprenticeship. There are only two ways I know."

Yan Lin raised his head subconsciously and stared at it steadily, his silent eyes were slightly turbulent.

Yan Zhentian looked at him for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

"One, Shi Yuan personally annulled the contract."

"Second, one of you died."

"There are only two ways to get rid of it."

When the deep voice in the quiet room fell, Yan Lin's heart sank. He lowered his head slightly and covered his expression: "Daddy means that... can't be abolished..."

The first one made Shi Yuan rescind the contract, he couldn't bear to beg him.

The second one is even more impossible, he died a thousand times, Shi Yuan will not die either.

Yan Zhentian nodded: "Naturally, the sword cultivator in the tribulation period can't be moved by anyone who wants to. But..."

Yan Lin suddenly looked up at him.

"Although it can't be destroyed, I have a way to suppress it, but you have to endure the difficulties...and you are not allowed to use spiritual power after entering the world."