[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

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When Wen Zhong could remember, he had already lived with Jin Ling on Penglai Island.

Penglai Island is an unworldly fairy island, wrapped in a thick layer of dense fog, and arranged with five elements and eight trigrams, people from the outside world cannot find Penglai Island.

Not only people from the outside world can't find it, but even immortals from the outside world can't find this place either.

So for so many years, Penglai Island has always been a legendary fairy island, and there are very few mortals who can board Penglai Island.

Wen Zhong was the first mortal to land on Penglai Island.

Or maybe the last mortal.

After all, most of those who worshiped under the sect of Jiejiao were rare and exotic beasts, born of stubborn stones, full of serious mortals, and Wen Zhong was the only one.

Because there are no humans on the island, as the only mortal, Wen Zhong was once severely rejected as a different kind.

It was an afternoon, and the faint light of the golden crow penetrated through layers of clouds and mist, and sprinkled mottled and fine sunlight on the ground.

No matter what species it is, it is always lively and active when it is young, and Wen Zhong is no exception.

After practicing martial arts that day, Wen Zhong said to Jin Ling, "Master, this disciple wants to go for a walk."

He has been with Jin Ling for several years, and the number of times he has gone out can only be counted on his hands. After staying in a courtyard for a long time, he will inevitably get bored. He is a little curious about the outside world.

When he was practicing in the yard, he would often hear the roar of cranes and dragons from outside, as well as the clanging of sword energy piercing the sky. Those sounds made him yearn for it very much.

But Jin Ling always refused to let him go out, and he didn't say the reason. His martial arts were already very high. The uncles and uncles who came to visit all said that he was very talented, a rare talent that was once in a thousand years.

He thought that Jin Ling would refuse again, but this time, Jin Ling just glanced at him indifferently and said: "If you want to go out, then go out."

"Enough playing, come back early."

Jin Ling didn't have much expression on his face, and he was too young to see how Jin Ling was feeling, but he knew that Jin Ling was willing to let him go out, so he cheered and said, "Master is very kind. "

After finishing speaking, he trotted out the door, not even hearing what Jin Ling said behind him.

The outside world was as exciting as he had imagined. Under the blessing of colorful brilliance, cranes flew by in groups, and many rare and exotic beasts whose names he couldn't name ran past him, and then fell down again. When he came back, he looked him up and down with bright eyes, lowered his head and sniffed him, and grinned: "A mortal?"

The movement of the strange beast made Wen Zhong very upset, he waved his hand in disgust, and said impatiently: "Go away."

"Yo, my temper is quite strong."

The beast turned into a human form, a child about his size, stretched out his hand to poke him, and said arrogantly: "You weak mortal, how dare you talk to me like that?"

The later result was obvious, the beast was severely beaten by Wen Zhong.

After such an incident, Wen Zhong lost the mood to continue playing, and went back to the yard dejectedly.

At that time, he was too young to pretend to be emotional. He just returned to the yard and sat down under the shade of flowers when he heard Jin Lingqing's cold voice: "Who bullied you?"

Wen Zhong shook his head, saying no.

Jin Ling didn't ask any more questions.

At night, thinking about the events of the day, Wen Zhong always couldn't fall asleep. He thought he was quite normal, but in the eyes of others, he was a different kind. Although he was young, he was nakedly looked down upon. It can be seen.

Others see it this way, but what about Master?

Does Master also think the same as others, thinking that he is a different kind?So why don't you let him go out?

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong felt even more uncomfortable.

In the early morning of the next day, when practicing martial arts, Wen Zhong's black eyes were particularly obvious. Jin Ling glanced at him and said casually: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Wen Zhong lowered his head, pursed his lips, and did not speak, and then heard Jin Ling's voice above his head: "I already know what happened yesterday."

"You're really different from them."

Wen Zhong's body froze, and he suddenly raised his head. Jin Ling's expression was indifferent, as if he was saying ordinary words: "You are human, they are not."

"It takes them a hundred years or a thousand years to cultivate a human body. Even if they cultivate a human body, they will be rejected by mortals. Therefore, they all gathered on Penglai Island."

In a daze, little Wen Zhong understood one thing, Penglai Island belongs to them, and he, here, is a different kind.

"Then is the master going to send the disciple away?"

Wen Zhong only felt that his chest was blocked, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Jin Ling looked at him: "Does Zhong'er want to leave?"

Wen Zhong's shoulders were tense, and he wanted to say that he didn't want to leave, but when he thought that Jin Ling also regarded him as a different kind, he began to feel uncomfortable again, and said stiffly: "I want to leave."

He didn't want to be treated as a different kind, he didn't like their curious and contemptuous eyes, and he didn't like staying in a small courtyard forever.

Jin Ling was startled, paused for a while, and said: "Tomorrow morning, I will see you off."

Wen Zhong said yes, then turned his back and went to practice martial arts while swallowing tears.

He thought that the master would stop him and keep him, but what he didn't expect was that the master agreed to let him go so easily.

The more Wen Zhong thought about it, the more sad he felt, probably because his master didn't like him, after all, he was a human being, not some exotic beast.

In the evening, Wen Zhongyi. He didn't sleep at night, and the bruises in front of his eyes became more obvious. Early in the morning, he came to the gate of Jinling and stood there waiting for Jinling.

Jin Ling opened the door and held his hand.

Above the clouds, no one spoke.

As the breeze blew past, Jin Ling's sleeves lightly brushed Wen Zhong's cheek, Wen Zhong quietly raised his head, looking at Jin Ling's expression.

But he couldn't see anything on Jin Ling's face.

Wen Zhong lowered his head again.

Under the clouds and mist, he saw the bustling crowd. Those people, like him, had two eyes and two ears, and they were not creatures that he could not name on Penglai Island.

Those were human beings, the same species as him, but he had never seen them before, and they were very strange. Subconsciously, Wen Zhong squeezed Jin Ling's fingers with his small hand.

Feeling his fingers tighten, Jin Ling stopped and squatted in front of him.

From this angle, Wen Zhong finally saw Jin Ling's eyes clearly.

She has a pair of beautiful eyes, like stars soaked in water, bright and beautiful.

That pair of beautiful eyes looked at him like this, as if with a bit of reluctance, and said: "Are you really going?"

Her eyes dimmed, she paused, and continued: "It's my first time teaching an apprentice, I don't have much experience, maybe I'm not a qualified master."

Wen Zhong's heart suddenly softened, and the grievances of the two nights disappeared, but his pride as a man made him unwilling to speak softly to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling once taught him that a man should stand up to the heavens and stand up to the earth, be arrogant, and should not be swayed by his size. If he loves his sons and daughters, he will only be looked down upon.

Wen Zhong's face was still stinky, and he asked, "Will Master miss his disciple?"

"meeting."

The Golden Crow poked its head out from the clouds, and the dazzling light covered every place in the world.

Wen Zhong hooked Gou Jinling's finger with his little hand, and said, "Master, is he reluctant to part with his disciple now?"

Jin Ling touched Wen Zhong's head and said, "You are too young, I don't trust you."

Jin Ling's fingers were soft, but without human body temperature, they were slightly cold.

Wen Zhong turned his face unnaturally, avoiding Jin Ling's fingers, and said: "Since the master is reluctant to part with the disciple, then the disciple will reluctantly stay."

He didn't like Jin Ling touching his head, making him seem like a child.

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and said, "Actually, you don't have to force it."

Wen Zhong's face collapsed all of a sudden, he shook off Jin Ling's hand, took a step back, and asked, "Master hates disciples?"

Jin Ling shook his head: "No."

"Then why did the master drive the disciple away?"

Jin Ling asked strangely: "Didn't you want to leave by yourself?"

Wen Zhong snorted, stopped talking to Jin Ling, drove the cloud, and flew in the direction of Penglai Island.

After flying for a while, he didn't feel Jin Ling's aura, so he secretly glanced behind him with his sky eyes, and found that Jin Ling was following him not far or near, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up little by little stand up.

In fact, he doesn't care what other people think of him, what he cares about is always Master's opinion.

As long as the master does not despise him, what does it matter if others despise him?

Besides, he could hit that person until he didn't dare to dislike him anymore.

Time slipped through the fingers quietly, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

Wen Zhong is 15 years old.

At the age of 15, he is already a little taller than Jin Ling, and he no longer needs to look up at Jin Ling.

Wen Zhong liked this feeling very much.

Ten years is not long or short, but it can change many things.

For example, Wen Zhong beat all the three generations of Jiejiao's disciples. Under the tough fists, the three generations of disciples followed his lead, and no one dared to speak out against ordinary people.

After the status is raised, it becomes extremely easy to ask for some news.

As long as he opens his mouth, a large number of demons will gather around him and tell him what they have heard like beans in a bamboo basket.

Among them is Yuanshi Tianzun who has some relationship with Jinling.

The young Wen Zhong already knew how to hide his temper. After hearing those words, his eyes only darkened, and nothing else was abnormal. When he returned to Jin Ling's courtyard, he saw Jin Ling lying under the shade of flowers Close your eyes and rest.

Penglai Island is like spring all year round, with blooming flowers blooming like brocades.

Occasionally, mischievous flower branches hang down from the branches, half covering Jin Ling's figure.

Jin Ling's hair was loose, and it was draped aside like splashed ink, which made her face look as white and flawless as jade.

Suddenly, Wen Zhong remembered what a little demon had said to him enviously: "Your master is the number one beauty in the three religions."

Wen Zhong answered casually at the time: "En, beautiful."

Then I thought in my heart, is there such beauty?

In terms of gentleness and style, he is not as good as Uncle Yunxiao, in terms of liveliness and cuteness, he is not as good as Uncle Guiling, and in terms of delicate and considerate, he is not as good as Uncle Wudang. He is cold all day long, doesn't talk much, and is not very interesting. How could he become the number one of the Three Teachings? A beauty?

The number one beauty of the Three Teachings should be charming, considerate, gentle and lovely, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't match Jin Ling.

Jin Ling sat up slowly, turned his face slightly, only showing his small and delicate chin, and said indifferently: "I'm back."

Under the impact of the ultimate white and black jade-like black, Wen Zhong suddenly understood that there is a kind of person who doesn't need to be charming, gentle, considerate, or likable. That sitting is a landscape.

With such beauty, it doesn't matter whether it has connotation or not.

Why didn't he realize that she was so beautiful before?

Is it because we have been together for too long and have gotten used to it?

Wen Zhong looked at Jin Ling's slender back, and somehow felt his throat dry.

Thinking of Yuanshi Tianzun, who had a lot to do with Jin Ling, Wen Zhong felt a little annoyed again. He hadn't felt this way for a long time.

Wen Zhong sat down opposite Jin Ling, poured a glass of water, handed it to Jin Ling, glanced at her face casually, and asked: "I heard something outside today, and I'm a little confused, so I want to ask Master. "

Jin Ling had no expression on his face, took a sip of someone, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Wen Zhong asked tentatively: "I heard that Master and the saint from Qilinya are not happy?"

As he spoke, he looked at Jin Ling from the corner of his eye.

There was a moment of confusion in Jin Ling's eyes, and then he returned to his usual indifference, and said slowly: "It's not unpleasant."

"It's just that the uncle only accepts people as apprentices, but I am not."

When she said this, there was no expression on her face, as if she was talking about other people's affairs. If she really had some relationship with Yuanshi Tianzun, her mood would not be so peaceful.

Wen Zhong stopped drinking tea, turned his head to look at her, and said, "That's all?"

Jin Ling nodded, somewhat puzzled: "Are you curious?"

Wen Zhong put down his teacup and said casually, "No."

The master never lied to him, if the master said no, then there was no.

Inexplicably, Wen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why he breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

It was as if something had broken through the ground.

There was a cool wind blowing against his face at night, taking advantage of the wind, Jin Ling's hair gently brushed his face, itching.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers and fragrance in the air.

Jin Ling was not a talkative person, so when the time came, he got up and went back to his room to rest.

After she went back to the house, the fragrance in the air seemed to fade a bit, Wen Zhong felt that it was boring, so he also went back to the house.

At night, Wen Zhong had a dream.

He dreamed of Jin Ling.

The moonlight poured down like water, Jin Ling's long hair was like fine silk, and her slightly pale face was as delicate as white jade. She smiled slightly, and in an instant, the world lost its color.

She said to him, "Zhong'er."

Wen Zhong's dream suddenly woke up.

And never fell asleep again.

Although Jiejiao has always been disliked by Chanjiao and Renjiao, saying that it is not Taoist orthodox, but in the matter of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao, every student of Jiejiao has done a good job, not much worse than Chanjiao Renjiao.

The things in the dream seemed to have revealed some kind of secret in his heart, Wen Zhong opened his eyes without moving until dawn.

Wen Zhong has always been an extremely diligent person, before Jin Ling got up, he packed himself up early and started practicing in the courtyard.

Uncharacteristically today, Jin Ling was somewhat surprised that he hadn't woken up until this point.

Knocking on his door, Jin Ling said, "Zhong'er?"

Wen Zhong's body shook suddenly, and Jin Ling's nose twitched: "Are you okay?"

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

For a moment, he hoped that the things in his dream would come true, the gentle and affectionate look in Jin Ling's eyes was really beautiful.

When he opened the door, he met Jin Ling's cold eyes with no desire or desire.

Wen Zhong shook his head for a moment.

Since he could remember, Jin Ling has always been like this, with no expression, no mood, and not very talkative, except for a few words when teaching him, the remaining words can only be counted.

Somehow, Wen Zhong thought of Jin Ling in his dream.

The golden spirit in the dream was smiling, extremely beautiful, but the golden spirit in front of him was cold.

Wen Zhong turned his face unnaturally, avoiding her cold eyes, and said, "Good morning, Master."

Jin Ling nodded, her long hair was like fine silk under the sunlight, and Wen Zhong's eyes were shaking.

Wen Zhong was absent-minded for a moment, his eyes flickered.

The Holy Mother of Guiling is a martial artist, so she often comes to Wen Zhong to compete with each other. In the martial arts field, Wen Zhong makes frequent mistakes.

Beside the martial arts training ground, the Holy Mother of Wudang smiled, turned her face to Jin Ling and said, "Senior sister, you apprentice, you seem to have something on your mind."

Jin Ling said, "What's on your mind?"

Wudang said seemingly unintentionally: "After so many years, this child has grown up."

Jin Ling frowned a little bit, squinting at Wen Zhong who was practicing martial arts, it seemed that he had really grown up, now he was a little taller than her, and his temper was even weirder than when he was a child.

When she was young, she knew what he liked and what he didn't like, but when he grew up, his thoughts became more and more elusive.

A few days ago, she found him a male and female double whip. He thought it was ugly, so she gave it to someone else. After he found out, he was so angry that he ignored her for a few days. Double Whip asked to come back.

Wen Zhong's distraction made Gui Ling extremely unhappy, Gui Ling took the magic weapon, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I won't come, you don't pay attention at all."

After Wen Zhong left the stage, Jin Ling handed him a cup of tea.

The teacup is made of sapphire, and the fingers holding the teacup are slender and tender. When you lift your eyes slightly, you can see the long hair that is as smooth as a waterfall.

Just like in a dream.

The air became hot and dry, Wen Zhong took the tea and drank it down.

Casually glanced at Jin Ling, she was wearing light blue clothes today, like the clear blue of the first sunny day after rain, but she was very white, green and white, inexplicably attractive.

Wen Zhong lowered his eyelids and walked back to the field without saying a word.

There was thunder in the air, and the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit stretched her face: "Why are you back again?"

Wen Zhong had a hearty fight with Gui Ling.

He felt that he was probably too idle, that's why he thought about these things. After exhausting his physical strength, he would not think about the content of the dream.

Never thought that at night, the golden spirit would appear again.

Jin Ling stood under the shade of the flowers where they were always together, he was the only one in his autumn-like eyes, his voice was no longer cold as usual, but with an indescribable gentleness: "Zhong'er."

Wen Zhong's dream never woke up again.

Although Jiejiao disciples all respect their teachers, if they decide to do something, even if they poke a hole in the sky, they will do it desperately.

Wen Zhong patiently asked Zhao Gongming for a lot of scriptures in the world.

Zhao Gongming often goes to the human world and likes to collect stories about talented scholars and beautiful women in the human world. These stories are very popular among Jiejiao disciples.

Wen Zhong used to scoff at this.

He thinks that a man should create a foundation, leave a name in history, and benefit future generations.

But now, because of these stories, he actually agreed to help Zhao Gongming pursue Uncle Shiji.

Regarding Zhao Gongming's liking for Shi Ji, Wen Zhong was not surprised at all.

Although there are many female fairies among the disciples of Jiejiao, most of them are fierce and powerful. Shiji is different. She is like a little flower swaying in the wind, weak and pitiful. There is hope again.

After all, the female immortals of Jiejiao are too tough, and they usually beat the male immortals on the ground. Shiji's gentleness satisfies the self-esteem of the male immortals.

Zhao Gongming is no exception.

He has liked Shiji for a long time, and Wen Zhong discovered it when he was young.

Although Zhao Gongming is usually very courageous, but when he met Shi Ji, he was even more shy than Shi Ji, his face paralyzed, and he could stutter when he said a word from a distance, so ten thousand years later, Zhao Gongming still followed Shiji maintains a pure brother-sister relationship.

Regarding Zhao Gongming's request for help, Wen Zhong gave him a suggestion: Don't be cowardly, just go, stutter once, stutter twice, it doesn't mean you will still stutter in the future.

After listening to Wen Zhong's words, Zhao Gongming gave Wen Zhong all the words that had been treasured for several years, and then went to look for Shi Ji with arrogance.

Wen Zhong looked at his receding back, feeling rather complicated.

Sigh a little, and you will be full of love between teachers and uncles.

Wen Zhong opened the bamboo slips and finished reading the scriptures within a day. After reading it, he felt concerned.

At the same time, he despised Zhao Gongming severely in his heart: he treasured so many books for nothing!

After so many years, I still haven't figured out the correct way to pursue girls.

In the early morning of the next day, before Jin Ling woke up, Wen Zhong went to pick a lot of flowers, clumsily weaved the flowers into a garland, and when Jin Ling got up, he casually put them in Jin Ling's hair.

Jin Ling slightly raised his eyebrows, Wen Zhong said: "Master is pretty."

Jin Ling's eyes were slightly confused, and he subconsciously said, "Zhong'er is also pretty."

Wen Zhong's eyes flickered, and he said, "What does Master like?"

"Flowers? Jewelry? Nice clothes?"

It's a pity that Jin Ling is really slow in this aspect. She lowered her eyebrows and thought about it for a while, then slowly said: "I don't like it."

Wen Zhong's face collapsed in an instant, but after thinking about it again, it said in the book that you should not lose your temper when you are with the woman you like. The teacher said that his temper is unpredictable and unpredictable, and he will change his temper in the future. I can't give Master this feeling.

Wen Zhong smiled and said: "It's okay, the days to come are very long, Master will always have something he likes."

The master is a fairy, and he is also a fairy. They have a very long lifespan, and they have too much time to cultivate their relationship. From master to disciple to Taoist couple, he is only 15 years old, and there is still time for everything.

After Wen Zhong understood what he wanted, within a few days, it became the big church of the Three Religions.

The church is led by the head teacher of the Three Religions, and all prominent disciples of the Three Religions will participate. Wen Zhong, as the most outstanding disciple of the Three Religions, naturally also participates.

At the big church, Wen Zhong met Yuanshi Tianzun.

According to the legend, the saint who has some relationship with the Golden Spirit.

A sage's mind is unpredictable, and Yuanshi Tianzun is famous for his invisible emotions. Wen Zhong can't tell from his face that he has anything to Jinling at all.

It's just that at the moment when he and Jin Ling stepped into the hall, Wen Zhong felt a gaze coming from above, with a sharp sense of scrutiny, Wen Zhong raised his head, and the chilling sight disappeared, only Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the futon, closed his eyes and meditated.

Wen Zhong squinted his eyes, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, took Jin Ling's arm, Jin Ling turned his face, Wen Zhong regained his smiling face, smiled at her, and said: "Master, let's go."

Jin Ling only thought that Wen Zhong was a little nervous to attend this kind of church for the first time, so he was quite dependent on her, so he didn't think too much, nodded, and led him into the hall.

Wen Zhong took her arm and walked into the hall while looking at Yuanshi Tianzun from the corner of his eye.

Yuanshi Tianzun just sat quietly on the futon with his eyes closed, as if he had already settled down.

Men are always extremely sensitive to the hostility of men, Wen Zhong felt that the sharp gaze just now belonged to Yuanshi Tianzun.

After stepping into the main hall and taking a seat, Wen Zhong curled his lips, leaned against Jin Ling, lowered his voice, looked at Yuanshi Tianzun from the corner of his eye, and said to Jin Ling: "Master, you said that this disciple will be in the future?" Won't you be sanctified?"

These words were very innocent, the coldness in Jin Ling's eyes lightened a little, and he said softly: "Yes."

Yuanshi Tianzun in the distance frowned slightly, Wen Zhong smiled, and continued: "Master, you are so kind. After my disciple becomes a saint, I will be with you forever."

The coldness in Jin Ling's eyes completely dissipated, and there was a very faint smile.

On the futon, Yuanshi Tianzun swept over with sharp eyes like a sword blade, and said coldly: "Su Rong."

Wen Zhong snorted softly.

Pretend, continue to pretend, like this kind of thing, he can't hide it most, he can feel that Master has no half-hearted affection for Yuanshi Tianzun, and as for Yuanshi Tianzun to Master, it is because Master is too beautiful and dazzling, Yuanshi Tianzun only I can't hold it.

Wen Zhong scorned Yuanshi Tianzun in his heart, squinted his eyes, and listened to Sanqing chanting the scriptures.

He felt that the church was very meaningless, just breathing the same air as Yuanshi Tianzun, he felt that the whole person was not good.

There's no way, the hostility of the man just came out of nowhere.

He doesn't like Yuanshi Tianzun, and he doesn't like Yuanshi Tianzun's seemingly unintentional sweep of Master's sight.

The master can only be his, and no one else can take a second look.

When it was halftime, Wen Zhong said to Jin Ling: "Master, let's go back."

Jin Ling looked at him and said, "You don't like staying here?"

Wen Zhong nodded, and said awkwardly: "It's not very interesting, why not go back to Penglai Island and compete with Uncle Guiling."

Jin Ling always followed his wishes in such matters, so she didn't hesitate too much. Besides, she didn't like such occasions either, so she said, "I'll speak to Master."

Wen Zhong said, "Don't,"

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and said, "What?"

Wen Zhongdao: "The master is discussing things with the two saints now, we'd better not disturb."

Master Tongtian is staying with Yuanshi Tianzun now, and when Master passes by now, he will definitely run into Yuanshi Tianzun, and he doesn't want to see this kind of result.

He wants to protect the master well, and he can't show Yuanshi Tianzun even a glance.

Wen Zhong smiled and said, "Why don't we pass on the secret voice to our master."

In this way, Yuanshi Tianzun could not see the master.

Jin Ling didn't care too much, and sent a secret message to Master Tongtian.

The Master Tongtian has a free and unrestrained temperament, and he responded to the affairs of the big church that his disciples were unwilling to join, and made a casual remark that he actually didn't like this kind of occasion.

Wen Zhong prevented Yuanshi Tianzun from getting in touch with Jin Ling in this way.

The days went by little by little like this, Wen Zhong was not in a hurry to express his feelings to Jin Ling, in his opinion, they had a lot of time to get along, Jin Ling could feel his likes and heartbeats bit by bit, and then Respond to him slowly.

I don't know how many years later, Jin Ling took in another baby, and Wen Zhong began to learn how to take care of him clumsily.

Occasionally, when he was in a hurry, Wen Zhong would ask Jin Ling: "Was Master also like this before?"

"meeting."

Jin Ling said: "You are my first apprentice, I don't have much experience, and I always take care of you in a mess."

"It's a good thing you're finally grown up now."

Wen Zhong lowered his head and smiled, "Yes, I have finally grown up."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Jin Ling's face under the candlelight, Wen Zhong was holding the baby in his arms, and suddenly felt like a family of three.

The family happiness in the book is probably like this.

When naming the baby, Jin Ling said, "Let's call him Yu Yuan."

The word "Yuan" startled Wen Zhong slightly, and looked up at Jin Ling.

For so many years, he tried many ways to find out what happened between Jin Ling and Yuanshi Tianzun back then, but the results always disappointed him.

Jin Ling's days at Qilin Cliff were like a mystery, looking at the flowers in the fog, he never knew what she had experienced.

Later, his actions alarmed Duobao, Duobao called him away, and said to him earnestly: "If you want to make your master feel better, don't pursue what happened back then."

Wen Zhong's shoulders were straightened, and he said slowly: "Okay."

Duobao's words undoubtedly admitted from the side that something really happened between Jinling and Yuanshi Tianzun.

The time at Qilinya was something she didn't want to think about, and it hurt her heart. Yuanshi Tianzun failed her.

When Wen Zhong walked out of the Duobao courtyard, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. He wanted to rush up to Qilin Cliff to question Yuanshi Tianzun, she is such a good person, why do you have it? !

Wen Zhong went into the sea, and the cold sea calmed him down slowly, but he still couldn't figure it out, how could such a precious person like him, who was held in the palm of his hand, become nothing when he came to someone else?

The night breeze brought a faint fragrance of flowers, and Wen Zhong asked Jin Ling, "What does the word Yu Yuan mean?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wen Zhong regretted it.

He didn't know if he could bear the master's answer. If the master said that it was for a few years alone, then he would probably go crazy.

Fortunately, what Master said is meaningless, but I just thought of it casually.

Wen Zhong laughed, he liked this answer very much.

The night wind suddenly became cold, Jin Ling stood up, looked at the position outside the courtyard, and his voice was not as soft as before: "Uncle?"

Wen Zhong followed her gaze and saw that Yuanshi Tianzun was dressed in crow-blue clothes, standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression and a majestic voice, he said, "A new apprentice?"

"good."

When facing Yuanshi Tianzun, Jin Ling's attitude was far from intimacy, but a sense of guarded alienation. Wen Zhong was very helpful, and leaned against Jin Ling, with his arms around her shoulders, and smiled at Yuanshi Tianzun , said: "When did the saint come?"

Yuanshi Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the night sky.

Yu Yuan, who was babbling, chewed his fingers and said inarticulately, "Who is he?"

Wen Zhong leaned over to hug Yu Yuan, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Stranger."

Since then, Yuanshi Tianzun has never been here again.

As Yu Yuan grows up, Jin Ling finally understands Wen Zhong's heart slowly.

The moonlight was just right, and the sea of ​​flowers was in formation. Jin Ling stood among the flowers, her usually cold face seemed a little uneasy. She looked at him and said softly: "Zhong'er, I..."

Wen Zhongman smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Master, you don't need to answer me now."

They have a lifetime, and there is no need to rush at this moment.

At that time, when he was young, he felt vigorously that as long as he worked hard, he would get what he wanted one day, but he didn't know that the big net of fate had already quietly opened, and before you had time to guard against it, it would strangle you. To be smashed to pieces.

Everything came so bloody, yet so sudden.

Under the saints, all have to go through the calamity, and after the success of the calamity, they will be weak for a period of time, and Jin Ling is no exception.

Tianlei fell one by one, Wen Zhong was so distressed, but he couldn't do anything, even if he rushed to her side, he couldn't do anything.

Tianlei is divided into people, and will only fall on those who should be robbed, so Wen Zhong can only watch her originally pale face turn paler.

After Tianlei, Wen Zhong wanted to take care of her.

But ever since Jin Ling realized his intentions, she didn't want to get too close to him, and even resisted his care, and didn't want him to take care of her.

During that time, Jin Ling lived in Wudang's yard, and Wudang took care of her daily life.

Wudang is a very thoughtful person, after learning that Jin Ling has no intentions for him, he doesn't give the two of them a chance to get along alone. Wen Zhong tried everything, and finally got Yu Yuan to send Wudang away. Arrived in front of the courtyard where Jin Ling lived.

Wen Zhong pushed the door open and entered, the scene in the room made his blood run cold. What happened later happened suddenly and just right, Wudang sensed that something was wrong, hurried back to the yard, and saw Wen Zhong and Jin in the room. spirit.

Wudang's breath was stagnant, and he quickly let him out.

The lively and talkative Gui Ling outside the courtyard gave him a suspicious look, and walked out of the house, and soon Gui Ling came out of the room again, stood on his head with willow eyebrows, and slapped him on the face.

This slap completely confirmed Wen Zhong's charge of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors for failing to court him.

The disciples of Jiejiao all said that he liked Jin Ling so much that he went crazy, and after being rejected by Jin Ling, he took advantage of Jin Ling's weakness after the robbery, and took revenge on Jin Ling.

Wen Zhong knelt on the steps, his eyes darkened a little, and said: "Master, do you believe me or not?"

There was no response from the room, Wen Zhong's mouth twitched into a sneer, he stood up slowly, his fingers were clasped, and an extremely sharp dagger appeared in his palm.

"50 years of companionship, to you, it's just a snap of your fingers, but to me, it's everything."

He held the dagger backwards and stabbed it into his chest, gouging out that drop of blood that Jin Ling had given him.

Yin Hong's blood dripped down on the steps, Wen Zhong staggered, and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Jinling, let's just leave now."

"Wen Zhong swears on his life that he will never enter Penglai Island!"

After many years, Wen Zhong can still clearly remember that the sky at that time was dark blue and foggy, making people's vision blurry.

A woman's soft voice sounded next to her ear: "Are you having a nightmare again?"

Wen Zhong frowned, put on his clothes, and said displeasedly: "Who allowed you to come to my bedroom?"

The nine-tailed fox's eyes flickered, and he said, "I'll come when I want, who's permission is needed?"

Wen Zhong put on his crown, strode out of the dormitory, the Nine-Tailed Fox followed behind him, the sound of small footsteps was a little anxious.

Wen Zhong stopped suddenly, and a soft bump hit his back.

Nine-Tailed Fox asked in surprise, "Why didn't you leave?"

Wen Zhong took a deep breath, turned around, said with a cold face, "Don't waste time on me."

"I won't double cultivate with you."

"Hey,"

Nine-tailed fox said: "Why are you so brainless? You won't lose a piece of meat if you double cultivate once."

Wen Zhong interrupted her coldly: "I don't like you."

"It's okay, I don't like you either."

Wen Zhong: "..."

Unable to explain to her, Wen Zhong stopped wasting words and went to work on his own affairs.

When the Heavenly Court was first built, many things were not perfect, and most of the gods were temporarily pulled in to make up the numbers. There was no other way, so I asked him to worry about it. After all, compared with other gods, he had been an official for decades at least. experience of.

After finishing his work in the dark, he found that the Nine-Tailed Fox was still following him, so he unavoidably made a long face and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Nine-tailed fox blinked, smiled purely and seriously: "I want to sleep with you."

Wen Zhong: "..."

The author has something to say:

Nine-Tailed Fox: Isn't it good for us to maintain a pure physical relationship!

Sanqing's episode was written before

Tomorrow is the beginning of being single with strength!

I'm still thinking about Yang Jian and Jin Ling's episode

After all, I am a person who wants to drive on a high speed, cover my face ╮(╯▽╰)╭