Abandoned Immortals

The person in his arms had cried enough, and the sobbing gradually became lighter.

Que Qingyun gently stroked the back of her head, patiently and gently calming down Yu Lian's emotions.

Yu Lian raised her head, her eyes were bright red, and there were crystal tears at the end of her eyes, she seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't make a sound because of her sobs.

Que Qingyun looked deeply into her eyes, raised his jaw suddenly, and sealed her lips with an affectionate kiss from bottom to top.

The rain tonight was extremely humid and cold, forcing the two people on the couch to hug each other tightly according to instinct, to draw warmth and comfort from each other.

The clothes were scattered on the ground, the kisses went from shallow to deep, you chased each other, breathing intertwined.

The lantern in front of the porch emits a dim halo, and through the wooden window, two hazy silhouettes are reflected on the bed curtain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, masking the whispers in the house.

The passionate confession lasted all night, when the sound of rain outside the house gradually subsided, the two looked tired on the couch, and fell asleep hugging each other.

But even when they were asleep, their five fingers were still tightly clasped, and they refused to relax for a moment.

Que Qingyun naturally followed Yu Lian's heart and followed her heart. The warmth of her palm was the treasure she had lost and regained several times during the ups and downs in this world.

She closed her eyes, her breathing was shallow, her whole body was sore and limp, as if her muscles and bones had been pulled out, and she was exhausted, but her heart had gained a long-lost peace.

Listening to the sound of the rain getting smaller and smaller outside the window, her half-closed eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Yu Lianxin's exquisite eyebrows that stretched out after a deep sleep gradually blurred in her hazy vision.

After a while, she fell into a light sleep, and the room was completely quiet.

His mind was clear, as if he only took a nap for a while, and was woken up again by a burst of light and shallow pecks.

Que Qingyun frowned slightly, opened his eyes and saw the sun rising outside the house, it turned out that he had just woken up, and several hours had passed before he knew it.

The rain stopped, and the scorching afternoon sun evaporated the ground, eliminating the traces of the torrential rain last night.

A mass of scorching heat approached her heart, Yu Lian leaned sideways, wrapped her arms around her waist, kissed her cheeks tirelessly, bit her ear pinna, and gnawed her jaw line like a puppy.

The free hand was unruly, hiding under the quilt and groping around.

The numb and numb sense of touch was awakened again, pouring it all the way into her heart from all the limbs, making her heart burn with urgency and her mouth dry.

With a stretch of her arm, she embraced Yu Lianxin's shoulder, pressed Yu Lianxin's arm, and wrapped her in her arms, not allowing him to move.

Opening her mouth, her voice was extremely hoarse: "Do you want to stay on the bed until nightfall?"

Yu Lian raised her eyebrows, her tone was soft and charming, and her voice was also different from usual. She smiled and pecked her face lightly, and asked confidently, "Why not?"

Hearing this, Que Qingyun laughed out loud, this little rascal really has no shame at all.

Then he pinched her nose and shook it, and put on a serious face to preach, but his tone was gentle and indulgent, and said softly: "Get up and practice, don't be greedy for pleasure."

Yu Lian refused to obey her heart, she raised the corners of her lips in a funny way, and fell into Que Qingyun's arms, her white jade arms hugged Que Qingyun's neck tightly, shaking and coquettishly: "The disciple can't get up, besides, double cultivation is also cultivation, Wouldn't it be happier than boring meditation?"

She can always take such blunt and blatant words as a matter of course, without blushing or beating heart.

Que Qingyun looked helpless, and wanted to preach a few more words to correct Yu Lian's cultivation attitude, but saw that naughty little apprentice approached her, and whispered against her ear: "Master, your ears are red."

Now not only the ears were slightly red, but also a slight blush appeared on the cheeks.

The beauty is like jade, clean and flawless, the fairy who is not stained by the dust and smoke of the world falls into a torrent of love, and even a glimpse of it makes Yuyu fascinated and unable to hold herself.

Her throat moved, she was so dazed that she was stunned.

Unable to hold back the palpitations in her heart, she was greedy for the soft light in the other party's eyes, Yu Lian took the initiative to approach her, and rubbed her ears with Que Qingyun.

Que Qingyun let out a muffled snort, and it was too late to stop him.

Yu Lian set fires everywhere with all her heart, and didn't give up until she was exhausted.

Waking up again, the sun was setting outside the house, and it was already sunset.

Que Qingyun woke up earlier than Yu Lianxin, with a thin shirt draped over her shoulders, leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in her hand, and casually flipping through it with the setting sun coming in from the window.

Yu Lianxin lay lazily in her arms, curling her slender hair with her index finger, playing with it boredly.

Watching Que Qingyun turn over two pages of the book, Yu Lian suddenly asked, "Master, where is the fairy world?"

Que Qingyun paused when he flipped through the book, then turned the page naturally, and replied calmly: "On the sky."

Yu Lian raised her head and stared at her plain eyebrows, then asked: "What is the difference between the fairy world and the mortal world?"

"Essentially there is no difference."

Que Qingyun closed the book in his hand, raised his arm to wrap around Yu Lianxin's shoulder, and pulled up the brocade quilt that had slipped down the other's arm, covering the ambiguous red marks blooming everywhere on the two of them.

Seeing her movements, Yu Lian rolled her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, deliberately tilted her body, revealing a smooth and round shoulder.

Que Qingyun paused for a moment, looked away helplessly, cleared his throat, and continued:

"The only difference is that the aura of heaven and earth in the fairy world is more abundant, and the world lives longer because of this. There are immortal emperors who rule the three realms, and the immortal kings and immortal generals perform their duties to stabilize the order of the thousands of worlds."

Yu Lian's mind was attracted by Que Qingyun's words, and she tilted her head to listen carefully, but she still had many questions in her mind. After Que Qingyun answered one, more questions would come up, endlessly.

She looked up into Que Qingyun's eyes and asked again:

"In the fairy world, are the immortal kings and emperors immortal? What kind of state is their cultivation? Can mortals in this world also become immortals?"

Que Qingyun smiled slightly, and answered any question: "How can there be a truly immortal creature in the world? Even the Immortal Emperor violated the rules of heaven, and he will also be sanctioned by heaven."

"Even though immortal kings and emperors can move mountains and fill seas with their hands and feet, if they come down to the mortal world, they must follow the rules of the mortal world, disperse all their cultivation bases, and return to the fairy world after they are successful, and then restore their godheads." .”

Que Qingyun spoke neither fast nor slow, and answered each one in a clear manner.

"Everyone in the mortal world can become an immortal, and the immortal kings and emperors also ascended to the immortal world from the lower realms. However, the cultivator Baili Taoyi who can survive the nine-day thunder calamity and ascend to immortality, after the thunder calamity, The past is forgotten, and there is no concern.”

Hearing this, Yu Lian frowned, she broke through the emptiness but forgot the past, so what's the point of cultivating this way?

Questions will emerge, and Que Qingyun seems to have read her mind, with long eyelashes slightly drooping, and explained without discerning:

"The way of Tao is natural, it can break through the world of mortals, without heart and mind, and the spiritual platform is empty, so that you can survive the nine-day thunder calamity and ascend to the upper realm."

A person who cultivates the way of affection, enters the world of mortals, and enters the ruthlessness of love can break through the barrier of love. It seems to be affectionate, but in fact it is ruthless.

Those who practice the ruthless way, save the common people with a benevolent heart, observe the ups and downs of all things, and their hearts are like still water. Although they are ruthless, they are even more sentient.

Regardless of the sentient way or the ruthless way, the end is the way of nature.

The present moment is eternity, so there is no past, no grievances, no past, and no future.

Yu Lian's heart seemed to understand, but this could indeed explain why so many masters throughout the ages, after ascending to the upper realm, never heard from them again.

It is no wonder why it is said that those who practice have survived thunder disasters and escaped death, and the most difficult thing to cultivate is to cultivate the mind.

Ten thousand years ago, when she was still Xuan Yuexin, the failure of that thunder disaster was not her own choice, but was destined to be so.

No matter how high the cultivation level is, if you can't break through the world of mortals, if you have obsessions in your heart, you won't be able to survive the thunder disaster and become a fairy.

She voluntarily gave up, but it turned out that she had accomplished herself.

"Master, did you expect that the disciple would not leave?" Yu Lian felt blissful in her heart, seeing everything that happened at the beginning from another perspective, she had a brand new experience.

No cause, no consequence, a sentence that came out of the blue, but Que Qingyun understood it.

She nodded and replied, "Yes."

At that time, she was only one step away from consummation of merit and virtue, and the plague between heaven and earth was the last hurdle she would pass through.

Once the plague is suppressed, her experience in the mortal world will come to an end, and she will be able to receive the emperor's imperial summons and return to the immortal world.

If Xuan Yuexin really survived the nine-day thunder calamity and transformed into a fairy, then she is doomed to forget everything, and she can leave without any worries.

But good luck tricks people, she had already guessed Xuan Yuexin's plan, and because of this, her selfish desire to stay forever in the mortal world was moved.

However, what about predicting the opportunity?

Accidents and mistakes, after all, it is still a waste of time.

Fortunately, after the thunderstorm, the person she cared about was still by her side.

Yu Lian lay in Que Qingyun's arms with her head resting on Master's shoulder, staring at the setting sun outside the window in a brief trance.

Que Qingyun grabbed her ear, she suddenly felt pain, turned her head to meet the deep eyes of the person beside her, wrinkled her nose and hummed: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Has Lianxin ever regretted it?" Que Qingyun let go of her hand, and her thumb gently touched Yulianxin's auricle.

He regretted that he didn't practice well at the beginning, gave up his future, and had entangled with her for a lifetime, separated and reunited, and now he is still in the world of mortals, and he doesn't know where to go.

Yu Lian was stunned when she heard the words, then turned over and threw herself on Que Qingyun, looking down at him from a height.

She supported Que Qingyun's shoulders with both hands, with a serious expression, and asked back the question just now: "Did Master ever regret it?"

The brocade quilt slipped down her smooth shoulders, Que Qingyun grabbed the corner of the quilt, as if she wanted to cover Yu Lian's heart with the quilt.

The woman sitting between her waist and abdomen didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this action. Instead, she held her hand carelessly, her eyes were burning, and she refused to let go until she heard her answer.

The warm yellow sunset reflected on Yu Lianxin's body through the window, with a thin and hazy layer of light, making her jade-like skin extraordinarily transparent.

Those eyes were too hot, but the scenery was too enchanting.

"Being a teacher...don't regret it."

Que Qingyun gave an answer, but she subconsciously rolled her eyes away, as if she was running away.

Yu Lian was dissatisfied with Que Qingyun's attitude, her heart trembled for no reason, so she stretched out her hands to hold Que Qingyun's cheeks, forcing the person in front of her to look back and meet her eyes.

"Master, can you look into the disciple's eyes and repeat the answer just now?"

The little disciple refused to let go, Que Qingyun pursed her lips, with a wooden face, and did not respond for a long time.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, but in the end she was the first to lose.

Hongyun bit her ear and crawled up her cheek, she sighed helplessly: "You put on your clothes first."

Yu Lian heard the words in her heart, and Fang realized that their posture seemed really inappropriate to talk about such a serious topic.

She burst out laughing, wrapped her arms around Que Qingyun's shoulders, deliberately swayed her body, and asked Que Qingyun with a smile: "Is there anything that cannot be said frankly?"

It's a pun.

Que Qingyun closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in her heart.

Opening his eyes again, his eyes that looked like a deep pool became cold again.

But if you look carefully, in the depths of the abyss, there is still a bunch of flames dancing wildly.

"I don't regret being a teacher."

Although Que Qingyun's voice was hoarse, his words were exceptionally clear.

She stretched out her hand to caress Yu Lianxin's cheek, although she looked up at him from bottom to top, but the majesty accumulated over the years gave her a little upper hand.

"Lianxin, have you ever regretted it?"

Yu Lian giggled heartily, turned her head and kissed Que Qingyun's palm, licked the other's palm lightly with the wet tip of her tongue, leaned over and threw herself into the other's arms at the moment when Que Qingyun's breathing was slightly stagnant.

"If the master does not regret, the disciple will not regret."

Seeing the whole world together with Master, even if all she experienced was ups and downs, she didn't feel pain.

Que Qingyun is her home.

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