After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

It's just late.

He couldn't break it anymore.

Qiu Lingjun knew that Xie Yu wanted to make himself a good person, he even thought of Shen Chungui who he had only met a few times, probably like that.

But this is impossible.

His heart is dirty and his temperament is dark and cruel.

but……

Qiu Lingjun showed Xie Yu a soft smile, quite innocent, romantic and carefree: "Brother, don't be angry, Lingjun knows that he was wrong."

He raised his hand and swore, "I remember it, and I promise I won't do it again."

Qiu Lingjun seemed to be quite sincere.

Still a little pitiful, Qin Miaomiao couldn't hold back: "Thank you fellow daoist." Seeing Xie Yu look over, she said slowly, "We are fine. Fellow daoist Qiu is still young, so there is no need to be so strict."

In her opinion, although Qiu Lingjun was a bit stubborn, he was harmless.

Xie Yu understood what Qin Miaomiao meant.

He also thought so in his previous life, letting Qiu Lingjun lead him, he looked ahead: "Let's go."

Go to the small building ahead and enter the second trial.

Qiu Lingjun hadn't seen Xie Yu for half a month.

He realized that Xie Yu was really busy, so he understood Xie Yu's silent tenderness better: "Senior brother."

Xie Yu doesn't care much about Qiu Lingjun now.

Looking sideways at the handsome and delicate little junior with curved lips, his voice was cold: "Huh?"

Qiu Lingjun talked to himself, pouring out his troubles: "Yujian is so difficult. I keep falling and it hurts. Huang Zui and the others are all faster than me. You said you practiced it when you were young? How do you practice this?"

He didn't hide his not-so-glamorous past, and he was in a mess. "Is this going to be enlightened from childhood like practicing calligraphy? Then I have left too much behind."

Looking up, Xie Yu was looking at him.

The young man's skin is as transparent as jade, his crow-colored long eyelashes are thick, and his jet-black pupils are like a pool of cold water, indifferent and cold.

The snow-white robe is like a cloud of brocade, spotless.

Qiu Lingjun grabbed Xie Yu's sleeve and said pitifully, "Brother, do you have time to teach me?"

He is just selling out.

He wanted to spend more time with Xie Yu.

In fact, Qiu Lingjun was still a little hesitant, probably always worrying about gains and losses when facing someone he admires.

Xie Yu was good enough to him, and he knew that he was too greedy.

But the senior brother is really too kind... People can't help but be more greedy.

When the two entered the small building, a cold voice said, "Okay."

The small building has its own space.

The two got separated.

Qiu Lingjun looked at his empty hand, lowered his head and sniffed, and the elegant fragrance of plum blossoms: "Really..."

His cheeks were slightly red, "I like it very much."

The bookshelves in the room are full of books.

Qiu Lingjun was not the only one here, the rest of the people looked at a young man in black with white eyes and flickering divine light, their eyes filled with amazement.

But in the next second, the white lock thread was wrapped around their wrists, and the young man just pulled it lightly, and immediately saw blood, he looked fierce: "Are you going out by yourself or shall I send you out?"

"you!"

"Insolent!"

"Wait……"

The room was quiet.

Lots are competitive and fights are allowed.

Qiu Lingjun sneered: "Trash."

……

There were also people in Xie Yujin's room.

Coincidentally, it was Shen Chungui.

He is holding a book.

It seems to have been standing for a long time.

Hearing the movement, Shen Chun returned to look over, saluted immediately, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Xie Yu stepped forward and took out a book.

This trial relied on his innate understanding. He had gone through it in his previous life, but just glanced at it twice, and the token glowed fluorescently.

Two tried.

Two breaths, is there two breaths?

Shen Chungui knew that Xie Yu's talent was amazing, and he was amazed for a long time when he first met.

He had lost his composure for a long time, and now he was holding the scroll, his warm brows and eyes were rarely cloudy, and he smiled lightly: "Thank you, fellow daoist..."

Mr. Xiao Qin actually doesn't like Xiao and Qin very much.

Cultivation depends on talent, Shen Chungui's talent is limited, Yu Bu Guayi is basically hopeless, he can only practice flute and qin with all his strength.

Even the most famous Xiao and Qin were judged by everyone who taught him as "not enough spiritual energy, but too heavy craftsmanship."

If Shen Chungui didn't have a prominent background, he should be just an ordinary person struggling in the world of cultivating immortals.

But he is not, he is the young master of the Shen family's generation.

So mediocrity becomes a fault.

Shen Chungui worked hard to learn Xiao and Qin, but in the end he was dismissed as "not as good as".

It looks glamorous, but in fact it is full of holes and scars.

His best friend has been having a hard time.

Xie Yu only found out about this later: "Fellow Daoist Shen."

Shen Chun returned to his senses and put away the haze.He didn't know if Xie Yu saw it, so he closed his eyes a little.

This handsome young man, Ji Yue, felt a little embarrassed at the moment.

You must have seen it.

His envy... even jealousy.

The young master of the Shen family is not as indifferent and bright as the outside rumors say.

Xie Yu didn't care about these things, it was like this in his previous life, and it's no different in this life.

His eyes remained cold and unchanged: "Are you ashamed?"

Shen Chungui did not expect Xie Yu to be so straightforward.

He suddenly thought of Xie Yu's character, squeezed out a smile, and no longer tried to hide it: "Yes."

The elders taught him generosity and kindness... These negative emotions made him feel humiliated and embarrassed.

Xie Yu actually doesn't know how to comfort others.

He fell silent.

Shen Chungui seemed to let go of something.

He lifted his robe, sat on the floor, and looked at Xie Yu with a smile on his face: "Do you remember my name?"

The attic was silent.

The interior is well lit, and light and dust dance together.

Xie Yu rolled his pupils, his irises were full of spiritual light, and he slowly called out a name: "Shen Chungui."

Shen Chungui felt that the tips of his ears were numb.

He looked at Xie Yu and joked, "I thought you geniuses looked down on mere mortals." He sighed, "I don't think I can pass the second test."

The speed of flow between the small building and the outside world is different. Before Xie Yu came, he had been there for more than half a month.

It's ridiculous to say that Xie Yu understood the classics that he couldn't comprehend at a glance.

It can't be blamed on him that the gully is difficult to fill.

Xie Yu just looked at Shen Chungui quietly.

This person is actually very smart, and he does things that are unpopular, but with a sense of ease.

Qiu Lingjun always called Shen Chungui a hypocrite.

It wasn't Shen Chungui's unilateral initiative that they became close friends later on.

Xie Yuzeng admired Shen Chungui very much, he took out a book and handed it over: "You don't need to belittle yourself."

There was no warmth in his words, jade-colored fingers against the light, like transparent flesh showing light blue blood vessels, pale and beautiful, with narrow eyelids slightly drooping, "There must be a seat for you in Canglan."

Xie Yu is very optimistic about Shen Chungui.

It turns out he was right.

Shen Chungui's reputation was not obvious in the early years, but he became a late bloomer later on. He is another great divination master of the Shen family after the fall of the divine fortune teller.

Shen Chungui took the book and was a little surprised: "...Brother Xie really thinks highly of me."

He enjoys the top resources, and the divine operator is his ancestor.

…Ten hexagrams and nine failures are simply a disgrace to the Shen family.

Xie Yu leaned against the bookshelf, he opened his eyelids, and was rarely mad: "What are you afraid of?"

Shen Chungui stroked his palms and also said aloud: "What are you afraid of?"

He thought Xie Yu was just grumpy, cold and unpopular.It turns out that this person's eyebrows and eyes are sometimes vivid, brightly colored and dazzling.It is rare to have a confidant in life, he is in a happy mood, looking at Xie Yu with soft eyes, it is rare to be sincere, "I want to befriend you."

At least, at this moment he is sincere.

At the beginning.

They are doing well.

Junior brother, master, best friend,...even his old enemy.

Xie Yu stretched out his hand: "Get up."

It was a beautiful hand with well-proportioned bones and flesh, and the pale fingertips were a little red, but not delicate.There seems to be spiritual power flowing under the white and moist skin, which is tough and calm.

Shen Chungui climbed onto it and held it slowly.

He saw Xie Yu's face again, like frost and snow, like a bright moon.

The heart beat twice extremely regularly.

So clear, so memorable.

He thought, probably no one in this world could refuse Xie Yu's tenderness.

Shen Chungui was born with poor comprehension, so Xie Yu held the difficult and obscure Taoist scriptures and recited them word by word.

Daohua three thousand.

Three thousand ways.

It is the way for people to persist in obsession after death and turn into ghosts.

Plowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, cicadas in summer and snow in winter, the cycle of four seasons is the way.

……

Every book on the bookshelf is a record of Da Neng's sentiments, and the Tao is engraved in it, and every word is the Tao.

This is the greatest gift to the Tianjiao from this ceremony of asking hearts.

This is also the reason why the flow velocity of the small building is different from that of the outside world.

Opportunities are here waiting for those who are destined.

If you have the ability, you can read the whole book.

Read the book a hundred times and see its meaning.

The same is true for Taoism, there are three thousand Taoist temples, and if you can't find the Tao that suits you best, you can learn by analogy.

One day, two days.

One month and two months... Shen Chungui's limit has been reached: "Brother Xie."

What Xie Yu said was beyond his comprehension. As expected of a proud man, he got up and bowed, admiringly, "Thank you." After looking at Xie Yu again and again, he said softly, "May I call you Wushuang from now on?"

Are we friends?

Xie Yu looked over: "Yes."

Shen Chungui's waist badge also glowed.

His figure faded, and he said with a smile, "Wu Shuang."

……

Shen Chungui almost went out with Qiu Lingjun.

The Heart Asking Ceremony is held in the Dragon Hall.

The seven-color glazed platform is shaped like a lotus flower, with dim light.

A new generation of genius disciples stood on it, including Wu Wu, Qin Miaomiao, Huang Zui, Yi Luoling... nearly a hundred of them.

Both Shen Chungui and Qiu Ling walked towards the high platform, they started at the same time: "Friend Qiu."

Qiu Lingjun didn't want to talk to Shen Chungui: "I know you very well?"

Shen Chungui smiled: "You are Wushuang Junior Brother."

Qiu Lingjun paused, turned to look at Shen Chungui: "Who allowed you to call me senior brother? Did you meet in the second test?" Compared to Shen Chungui's gentleness, he is like a little beast that has exploded." I warn you, don't get close to my senior brother."

Shen Chungui actually didn't want to see Qiu Lingjun either.

He also has a bad temper, and he likes to hold grudges: "Fellow Daoist, don't be impatient." The young man was lazy, with a smile on his face, seemingly gentle, "Wu Shuang probably doesn't like you being rude to his friends."

Qiu Lingjun was about to die of anger.

In his view, Shen Chungui's deliberate approach to Xie Yu was a conspiracy: "Who is your friend!"

If it weren't for being under the watchful eyes of everyone, he would definitely strike directly, slamming each word, "You, leave, me, teacher, brother, stay away!"

Shen Chungui chuckled lightly: "Wu Shuang is just your senior brother, you want him to make friends?"

He took a step forward and said lightly, "Childish, delusional."

Qiu Lingjun really didn't hide his feelings for Xie Yu very well.

Qiu Lingjun lowered his face.

He looked at Shen Chungui and calmed down: "You wait."

Shen Chungui didn't have to provoke Qiu Lingjun.

But he was really in a good mood and wanted to have some fun: "I will accompany you."

Qin Miaomiao and the others waited for Shen Chun to return: "Friend Shen."

Qiu Lingjun went to the other side.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Huang Zui asked, "What's the matter?" Qiu Lingjun and Shen Chungui came up together, as if... quite stimulated.

Yi Luoling was eager to try: "I heard that those over there claim to be the strongest of this generation...Of course, they are the strongest except Senior Brother Xie, but they are still very strong, so I really want to fight."

The corners of Zhao Zaishui's lips twitched: "Don't worry. There is a chance."

You can try the depth during the martial art competition.

Qiu Lingjun only knew that Shen Chungui was from the Shen family: "How much do you know about Shen Chungui?"

Huang Zui is not very familiar with him: "He, he must be a master of both Xiaoqin and Qin."

Qiu Lingjun raised his eyebrows: "Yinxiu?"

"No." Zhao Zaishui explained, "Brother Shen is still practicing divination, Xiao and Qin are minors."

After all, he is the young master of the Shen family.

Qiu Lingjun understood: "I am a sword cultivator, if I get close to him, he will die, right?"

Huang Zui was speechless: "That's true, but where did you come up with such a dangerous idea?"

Also, are you ashamed to say that you are a sword cultivator?

Are you a spiritual practitioner?

Zhao Zaishui was terrified: "You don't really want to kill Shen..."

Realizing that it was difficult to say the name, he shut up in time.

Yi Luoling rubbed his hands, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Whoever you kill, take me!"

"cough!"

A cold snort came, and all four of them were silenced.

Yun Buqi said via voice transmission, "The patriarch is still here, why are you four bastards discussing how to kill him?" Outrageous!

Huang Zui: "..."

He is not, he does not.

Zhao Zaishui looked at the fortune teller, and the immortal man also happened to look at him, with a smile in his eyes: "..."

He hastily bowed down to salute.

It was a bad luck, how could Junior Brother Qiu think of it as soon as he came out.

Shen Suanzi smiled and said, "This generation is a bit interesting."

Ling Xun couldn't hold back his face to some extent, and said to him from left to right: "It's almost all out, Xie Yu is the only one missing. Not bad, not bad."

Trials [-] and [-] are fast.

Wei Er took a longer trial period, of course, the longer you stay, the better your innate understanding will be.

The rest of the patriarchs didn't speak, and looked at Immortal Le Sheng silently.

The silence speaks.

Le Sheng Xianzun: "..."

Qiu Liren was the first and only one who never tried.

Not to mention the last one, he was the first to be kicked out.

After many years, I experienced the feeling of face pain again, "What are you looking at! It's just a questioning test, I don't care about it!"

Already a majestic immortal, his temper is still so ironic.

Bing Yue suddenly said: "Congratulations to Ling Xun for being the head of the sect. This generation of ruthless cultivators should come from your sword sect."

The atmosphere froze.

Jianzong has occupied the first sect of Canglan for a long time.

Not everyone is willing to live under it. After all, the division of resources and the qualifications of recruiting disciples are closely related to it.

Yi Luoling, Huang Zui, even Qiu Lingjun, these people are not pure sword cultivators.

It is also possible to go to other sects.

But they still came to Jianzong.

Canglan's first case is not just talk, there are top-level resource treatment here.

Feng Ciyue raised her eyes: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Bing won another magical weapon. Hongxue is willing to give it a try, and I hope Fellow Daoist Bing agrees."

It's not a request, it's a notification.

Bing Yue's expression changed, but he still agreed: "Yes."

He provoked first.

Feng Ciyue no longer speaks.

Jianzong is too domineering.

Some people had displeasure in their eyes, but they held back.

Jianzong has another ruthless Taoist.

I am afraid that it will have to be suppressed for thousands of years.

Compared with the eager anticipation of the elder Jianzong, others feel... It's better not to come out.

After all, this tidal magic path has declined.

Should be nothing to fear.