Xiu Ruqin Dao cannot fall in love [Transmigration Book]

Mingzhi felt that Han Yi was more like the person who practiced the ruthless way than himself who practiced the ruthless way.

Expressionless, cold as ice, always exuding the aura of not being close to strangers, always aloof, like others like ants, completely unhuman, even the spiritual roots are ice spiritual roots without temperature, no matter how you look at it, they are cultivating ruthless The best candidate for Tao.

Moreover, Ming Zhi didn't look like Han Yi had no interest in Wu Qing Dao.

I still remember the first time I saw slight fluctuations in expression on this master's face, that was when he told Han Yi and Wuwang Mountain Master that he had practiced the path of ruthlessness and successfully entered the path.

How to describe Hanyi's expression at that time, it was like a small gap finally cracked on the surface of the frozen cold lake for thousands of years, he even looked at Mingzhi with some astonishment, Mingzhi saw that there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes. What other emotions.

Of course, this look may also be Mingzhi's misreading.

Because in the next second, Han Yi's eyes froze quickly, and even the crack on his face was repaired, and his face was still frozen and paralyzed as before.

Thinking back to the time when he just climbed out of the coffin, Mingzhi actually thought about getting along well with this master. He asked about his health every day, served tea and water, and hoped to get closer to the master. By the way, he could If so, Mingzhi wants him to give him an idea, such as which of the achievement options given by the system is more reliable, more feasible, and more successful in ascension.

Mingzhi did not deny that he had his own selfishness in him, but he also sincerely wanted to improve the relationship between the master and the student. He saw from Yuanchen's memory that Yuanchen admired and feared the master very much, so that Master and apprentice for decades, neither of them had a proper conversation.In the final battle between the immortals and demons, the original body was seriously injured for Han Yi, and his soul died, but because he deliberately concealed his dual cultivation of the soul sword, in the eyes of others, he was just unconscious.

Ming Zhi asked the system what happened to the original body in the original book.The system indicated that the original body/body also died in the end, because in the later period, a magic cultivator found that his body/body was very suitable for refining the extreme Yin body, so he stole him and the coffin to make magic weapons.

After hearing Yuan Chen's ending, for some reason, Ming Zhi felt sorry for Yuan Chen.

Mingzhi originally thought that he kept approaching, and he had blocked the sword for Han Yi. Although Han Yi said that if the sword did not block him, he would be fine, but if he blocked it, he blocked it, so it was a credit.With this foundation and his unremitting efforts, Mingzhi believes that the distance between master and apprentice will become closer and closer.

But no, Han Yi is like his name, the stream that has been frozen to the bottom seems to be melted only by the same ruthless lava, and nothing can be done.

Mingzhi later chose the Ruthless Way himself. After starting to practice, he still had a little hope at first, and continued to persevere in improving the relationship between master and student. Why do you care?

It was at that time that his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, which attracted the attention of the mountain master of Wuwang Mountain and some people, so he simply showed his master and the mountain master that he practiced the ruthless way.

Mingzhi touched the back of his hand where the coolness spread, bent down and put Xiaobai on the ground. As soon as the four cat pads touched the ground, Xiaobai immediately slapped his hands and ran towards Hanyi cheerfully, using his fluffy head to hug him. Rubbing and rubbing against my feet.

Ming Zhi bowed to Han Yi who was seated: "Master, you have left the customs."

There were no ordinary disciples who were pleasantly surprised when they learned of Master's exit. Although their attitude was respectful, their tone was too flat. There was no trace of respect for Master at all. It was as light as the clouds and mists that permeated Wuwang Mountain all the year round.

Han Yi nodded, stretched out his hand to support Xiao Bai, put it on his lap, and stroked its soft hair. After a long time, his eyes fell on Ming Zhi. His indigo blue eyes clearly reflected the slender figure of the young man: " Well, how have you been practicing recently?"

It's ironic, whether it was the period after Mingzhi came through or the decades when the original body became his disciple, he never asked a single question. On the contrary, after learning that Mingzhi practiced the way of ruthlessness, every once in a while, he always asked Will ask such a sentence.

Mingzhi only thought it was due to his interest in Wuqing Dao because of his indifference, and he never took it to heart.

Hearing his question, Mingzhi didn't hide anything, and said without thinking, "It's not bad. In a short while, the disciple should be able to catch up with the master." There is still 7% of the progress and it will reach Wuwu. The realm has reached, no matter what, he should be able to fight Han Yi a few tricks by then.

Mingzhi used declarative sentences, and his tone was still without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was stating a perfectly normal fact.

However, the content of the words made people feel that he was joking, and he would catch up with the famous Nanhan Jun in the world of cultivating immortals in a short time. Wake up, the dreams are all fake.

Sure enough, Han Yi froze in touching the cat, causing Xiao Bai to raise his head and meow in dissatisfaction, so he continued to pet the cat without saying a word.

The cold pavilion was quiet, the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, and there was a low air pressure that made it hard to breathe.It wasn't until the hairs on his arms stood on end that Mingzhi realized that he had said something wrong. How could a disciple brag in front of his master that he could catch up with his master? Master Jia is magnanimous.

Ming Zhi pursed his lips, thinking that he could still be rescued, thought to himself, and raised a flattering smile at the corner of his mouth: "Stop joking with Master, this disciple has cultivated fairly recently, of course it is only fair, how can you Compared with the master, let alone being able to catch up with the master. The disciple just saw that the master seemed unhappy, and wanted to play a joke with the master." After speaking, Ming Zhi smiled brightly, trying his best to make himself smile Sincere and bright.

Mingzhi felt that he might be dazzled by the progress bar of 88%, a little bit drifted, and even started to indulge himself, and said such words of low quotient and low quotient without thinking, although he really felt so, but You can't say it on the bright side.He thought, it seems that he has to restrain himself, otherwise, in the days to come, if he offends others because of this mouth, it will be difficult. The system also said that the selfless state of the ruthless way is difficult to break through. I don't know how long it will take to ascend, but this mouth can't make me unhappy for the rest of the day.

This rescuing doesn't sound very good, but the effect is very good. From the rising room temperature in the pavilion, it can be seen that Han Yi's mood has improved a lot. Feeling the temperature change around him, Ming Zhi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the seat, Han Yi scratched Xiao Bai's chin, Xiao Bai was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a gurgling sound from his throat.

"Yeah." Han Yi seemed to be in a happy mood. He responded casually, reached out and touched Xiao Bai from head to tail, and smoothed out the knotted hair on his body one by one, and asked casually: "How about you this afternoon?" Is something wrong?"

"Nothing." Ming Zhi tilted his head and thought for a while, and there was nothing he wanted to do, so he responded, "Master, is there something you want the disciple to do?"

Han Yi nodded: "If it's okay, follow me to see the Mountain Lord in the afternoon."

Mingzhi blinked his eyes, suddenly regretted that he should have gone too fast, and going to see the mountain master, nine times out of ten it is not a good thing.

I especially remember the last time I went out to practice with a few nephews. After Shanzhu learned about it, he asked him to take care of the nephews.However, after going down the mountain, one of the older nephews said that the mountain owner gave them another task, asking them to fight the magic dragon and capture the demon pill alive.This nephew knew that the magic dragon was powerful, so he didn't want to pick it up, but the master of the mountain vowed that there was Mingzhi, and everything was manly.

The magic dragon caught it hard enough that Mingzhi almost collapsed there. From then on, he walked around when he saw the mountain master.

However, this feeling goes quickly.What's more, Mingzhi couldn't just find an excuse to refuse when Master spoke.

Ming Zhi could only respond: "Yes, Master."

Ming Zhi thought, since he went with Han Yi, the mountain owner must have found Han Yi, he was just a incidental one, probably not important.

"Is there anything else, Master?" Mingzhi raised his hand and waved his shoulders, and the sound of flapping wings sounded, and Xiao Feijiu flew out of the pavilion as if pardoning his life, he said, "If it's okay, disciple Just go ahead..."

However, before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Han Yi: "Since you know I'm in a bad mood, why didn't you ask me why?"

Ming Zhi: "..."

Mingzhi really wanted to say it, because he wasn't interested at all, and didn't want to know at all.

Although he thought so in his heart, Mingzhi did not dare to speak so bluntly, but he did not dare to speak so bluntly. After thinking about it for a while, he tentatively asked: "The disciple is dull, Master Xu, what did you encounter during the retreat? Is there a problem?" That's why I came out early, and I was in a bad mood.

There is no problem with the logic, Mingzhi couldn't help but want to give himself a thumbs up.

"That's not true." Han Yi lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Bai's gentle and distant eyes. After a long while, he said slowly, "Master, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten mung bean soup for a long time, so I came out early."

Shu Mingzhi is really stupid, he really can't see what this has to do with being in a bad mood.

Could it be that he was angry because he didn't see the mung bean soup he wanted to eat after he came out?

Mingzhi was struck by his own thoughts.

Immediately deny yourself, how can this kind of thing be possible.

Seeing that Ming Zhi hadn't spoken for a long time, Han Yi suddenly said to him, "Since you're fine, back down."

Don't look away, Han Yi issued the order to evict the guest without even looking at Ming Zhi.

Mingzhi only felt that the temperature had dropped again, but he wanted to leave a long time ago, he didn't care whether Han Yi was in a bad mood, so he turned and left without hesitation.

Almost as soon as Mingzhi turned around, Han Yi raised his eyes, and his eyes returned to Mingzhi, quietly watching his back that was gradually moving away, watching his stepping out of the cold pavilion without the slightest hesitation.

The movement of touching the cat gradually stopped, no matter how Xiaobai screamed in dissatisfaction, after a long time, until Xiaobai disliked him and wanted to jump off his lap, Han Mao withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and pressed his desire Xiaobai, who left, concealed a little loneliness and disappointment in his eyes.

The moment he lowered his eyes, large swathes of frost flowers bloomed on the glazed bricks on the ground, and the room temperature suddenly dropped below zero. The items in the cold pavilion were covered with a layer of frost, and even the air was floating Condensed frost fog.

Mingzhi seems to have forgotten that in previous summers, he would always come over with a bowl of chilled mung bean soup to stick to his cold face, and the smile that came with him was as bright as the warm sun.

Xiaobai, who was twisting his body and trying to get out of the shackles, seemed to have sensed something, stopped struggling, raised his head and meowed softly, and rubbed his master's fingers flatteringly.

After leaving the cold pavilion, Xiao Feijiu, who had been waiting for a long time, fell back steadily on Mingzhi's shoulder: "Jiuu."

"Aren't you a system?" Mingzhi saw Xiao Feijiu, and thought of how cowardly it was in the cold pavilion, he got angry and poked Xiao Feijiu's head hard, "Isn't this what Hanyi is to you?" A piece of data in the world, why are you so afraid of Han Yi?" Every time I was in the same room with Han Yi, this fat chirp didn't even dare to squeak, it was as quiet as an ornament.

"Chirp!" Little Fat Chirp shrank his invisible neck and shook his wings.

It doesn't know either, it can only say that Han Yi's cold aura is too strong, every time it sees him, it feels that it will be turned into a popsicle by him, it's too scary.

"Uncle Mingzhi—"

Mingzhi turned his head and looked, and saw that the place where the morning sun rose in the east had been filled with clouds at some point, and clusters of clouds that were burning like flames were constantly clustered together, bright and gorgeous, directly burning half of the sky red, and the fire was bright Extraordinary, as if it could blind people's eyes.Not far away, a figure was running towards him at a speed of 800 meters per second with the flame cloud as the background board.

"...Look, look at the clouds in the east!"

Before Mingzhi's eyes, the inner disciple was already out of breath, he was panting heavily with his hands on his knees.He didn't come here with a sword, but he ran here with his physical strength, from the Wuwangshan disciple's residence below to the cold pavilion, and let Mingzhi look at the clouds in the sky out of breath.

"Take it easy and speak slowly." Mingzhi took a step back indiscriminately, looked up at the sky illuminated by the flames, and asked, "I saw it, and then what? What's wrong with the cloud?"

Is the vision in the sky auspicious or a disaster?

"I don't know. Brother Chao Ya said it was auspiciousness. He said that there was a senior who ascended hundreds of years ago with innate and pure fire roots. When he was born, the fire cloud burned the sky. He said that according to the records and descriptions in ancient books, it should be the current scene. , most likely someone with extraordinary talent came into the world. But senior brother Yuyu said it was like a disaster. A hundred years ago during the battle between immortals and demons, when the demons attacked the world of cultivating immortals, blood clouds surrounded the sun. Many people died in that battle. I'm afraid that something bad will happen to the lower realm. The two of them are arguing, but no one can convince the other, and I don't know if it's auspicious or a disaster."

This inner disciple is called Yuan Chu, he is the grandson of the master of Wuwang Mountain, he usually has a good relationship with Mingzhi, and he will always be the first to tell him about any strange and interesting things in the sect.

"Master Ming, do you still remember the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago?" Yuan Chu asked curiously, "Is the sky like this at that time?"

The original body's only memories of the battle between immortals and demons are the Shura Hell where there are all remains in sight, the particularly ear-piercing sound of killing that can tear the air, the retching caused by the strong smell of blood filling the nasal cavity, and the retching of his master. Meeting the Demon Lord in mid-air, the figures of tens of thousands of demons were frozen with a sword, the blood color blended with the night, and there was only a dazzling silver-white light in the world.Everything is vague and distant, only Han Yi is real.

Weird memories and...feelings.

Mingzhi thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "I don't remember, the memory of a hundred years ago is very vague, I can't remember Shishu."

"Oh." The fire cloud in the east of the sky was still burning. Yuan Chu had just come to talk to Mingzhi, and listened to what Mingzhi said differently. Since Mingzhi didn't know what this phenomenon was, he decided to Changed the topic, "Uncle Ming, in two months' time, Wuwang Mountain will open its gate to accept disciples. I heard that many famous families will send their children here. Does Mr. Nanhan have any plans to accept another disciple?" Do you keep company with Master Uncle?"

"No." Mingzhi shook his head, thinking back then that the former mountain lord forced Han Yi into his original body, and Han Yi never thought about accepting disciples at all.

The expected answer was not unexpected at the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, and he asked again: "What about the uncle? Accept a disciple to relieve boredom?"

"I don't want to." The person who practiced the ruthless way ruthlessly refused.

Mingzhi thinks about his own cultivation progress, and personally experiences that the system says that cultivation becomes more difficult as you go further, the most important thing for him right now is to cultivate well, and try to complete the progress bar in the past few years to leave this world, train apprentices, etc. I can't tell the energy.

"I can't even take care of myself, so how can I take care of others?" Mingzhi waved his hand and said, "So don't mislead me, and besides, if I'm too busy to panic, I don't have you few nephews to accompany me." Am I bored?"

"Hey," Yuan Chu thought about the truth, scratched his head, and smiled, "That's true." With these nephews and nephews who come to see Master Mingzhi every day, there is no need for disciples to relieve boredom, but Yuan Chu, he is real. I want to accept a disciple.