After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

On the Seven Treasures Glazed Terrace, the ceremony of heart questioning was coming to an end.

This tide may still be ruthless.

As the day grew darker, the remnant glow dragged Yu Zhi to dye the sky red.

"Who else didn't come out?"

"It's already this time? What a talent and understanding."

"Everyone in my Taixu Hall has arrived."

"It's the same with Lanyue Tower."

"Xuan Qingzong is the same as above."

……

"My sword sect still has one person."

"Who?"

"Thank you Wushuang."

On the high platform, a person came out stepping on the clouds.

The patternless plain robe is like clouds and mist, ethereal and misty, and the black hair that is longer than the waist is like brocade, with a soft luster.

His eyebrows are like distant mountains, his long eyelashes are thick and curly, his dark pupils are cold, his air is as deep as water, like the cold moon hanging on the top of green and cold pine trees.

Clean and untainted, suddenly like a fairy.

Feng Ciyue looked at the child he raised with his own hands, and glanced at those admiring and amazed eyes.

Joy and astringency linger in my heart at the same time.

Really... grown up.

Xie Yu is standing here now, and will stand higher and higher in the future.

The style is outstanding, unparalleled in the world.

Are you going to senior brother?

Qiu Lingjun didn't talk about his admiration, one is that Xie Yu has no affection for him, and the other is that he... has low self-esteem.

No one can be worthy of such a good brother.

He thought that it would be good to secretly like her, but at this moment, he still had some delusional thoughts.

Don't take the path of ruthlessness.

...Can I like Lingjun, even just a little bit?

Shen Chun is fine.

He and Xie Yu had known each other for a short time, and although he was moved, it was more of an admiration for his comrades.

Ruthless way is also good.

"..." He met Xie Yu's eyes, the eyes were as cold as winter snow and autumn frost, his heart suddenly shrank, and when he looked again, Xie Yu had already left.

His chest was slightly burning, it was palpitations, he frowned, "Hallucinations?"

Just a glance.

soon.

Feng Ciyue is Xie Yu's master.

He came to preside over Xie Yu's questioning ceremony: "Wu Shuang, what way do you cultivate?"

There are people on stage.

There are also people in the audience.

All sects and sects, all Taoist monarchs and immortals.

Or laugh, or solemn.

The glazed platform, the lotus seat, the fairy light is faint, and the Kagura is fluttering.

Xie Yu didn't know how he was reborn.

He goes to sleep and wakes up again.

The past is like a dream.

Until this moment, he really felt reborn.

What way to cultivate?

"No..." The word was submerged between the lips and teeth, making it difficult to continue.

He is loved and valued by his elders, he has been carefully raised, and he has been carefree for twenty years. He should bear the eagerness of the elders of Jianzong to cultivate the ruthless way.

Xie Yu felt real sadness.

It's not that he doesn't want to cultivate, it's that he can't cultivate in this life.

He was possessed by a demon... The hidden front sword in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be aware of it, and it shimmered, dispelling the demonic thoughts of swallowing clouds and spitting out the sea.

There seemed to be a human voice coming across the mountains and seas, calm and cold: "Thank you Wushuang."

Xie Yu's eyelashes trembled.

Who called him?

... Hidden Front Sword?

The Zangfeng Sword regained its silence, hanging quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Xie Yu regained consciousness: "Sentimental."

He faced Feng Ciyue squarely, his eyes were clear, "I practice the path of passion."

Feng Ciyue rarely revealed a hint of emotion.

It's not shock, it's puzzlement.

Why would Xie Yu want to cultivate the Way of Passion?

He's in love?

Who are you in love with?

Those who surrounded Xie Yu these days...

Feng Ciyue suppressed her hands, her eyes darkened, is it Qiu Lingjun?

His other disciple?

Ling Xun was indeed surprised.

He frowned and looked at Xie Yu.

It's not that Xie Yu must practice the ruthless way, but Xie Yu should practice the ruthless way.

Xie Yu said ruthlessly.

Ling Xun asked the fortune teller through sound transmission: "What do you think?"

The fortune teller made a fortune teller on the day Shen Chungui left the mountain.

His copper coin exploded, and a line of blood burst out in the palm of his hand: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

what?

If you have cultivated to Ling Xun's level, you will be able to see a little bit of celestial phenomena.

He pinched his fingers... only to get a mess.

Yun Buqi was dozing off just now... and he is still dozing off now.

Ling Xun was so impatient, he still took it easy: "A genius like Xie Yu cultivates different ways, so don't worry about it."

Ling Xun said, "No..."

He couldn't understand Yun Buqi's lazy look, and he shook his sleeves, "What do you know?"

The ruthless way is the way of ascension and stability.

It is also the strongest way in the world.

……

A ruthless Taoist cultivator can soar if he devotes himself to practicing for a thousand years.

In fact, Hua Xunlu is also here.

She was in the group of disciples, and she frowned when she heard the words.

how come?

The bell rang again, piercing through heaven and earth.

Everyone paid attention to the ceremony, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Terrace slowly flew up, and gradually became transparent and smaller as it rotated, turning into a flash of colored light and disappearing in the east corner.

No matter what everyone thinks, the questioning ceremony is over.

There are no ruthless Taoists in this tide.

Qiu Lingjun followed Xie Yu: "Senior brother."

He was genuinely happy. Xie Yu didn't practice ruthlessly. He looked at Xie Yu sideways, his eyebrows curved, and said, "Let's go back. You haven't been back to Xiaozefeng for a long time, and the fire bird has gained a lot of weight. It's fine now." Fat."

There will be a period of leisure after the heart asking ceremony is over.

Just like before, he can stay with Xie Yu every day.

Xie Yu and Qiu Lingjun said together: "Are you feeding it again?"

The firebird seems to be unable to fly.

...It's really going to become a wild chicken.

Because Qiu Lingjun is a spiritual practitioner, many people want to make friends with him.

He didn't refuse anyone who came, and piled up a few storage rings with gifts: "Brother raised it."

Although it is a very stupid and useless bird, but Xie Yuyang said, "...Well, did I take care of you well? Brother, praise me?"

The boy in black had a very good smile.

The white eyes are full of inspiration, and the expression is soft.

But the person he was talking to was cold.

Although Shui Wushuang had never met Xie Yu.

But I know that it is Xie Wushuang, the disciple of Hongxue Xianzun, the senior brother of Qiu Lingjun, and the most popular sword sect genius.

Not only strength, Xie Wushuang's appearance is decisive, and his temperament is outstanding.

Subconsciously touching his own face, Shui Wushuang shivered, feeling as cold as ice in his heart and chills all over his body.

Is that someone Qiu Lingjun likes?

He looked down at his dusty self, his teeth chattering—he was so different from him.

The eye sockets are stained.

He twitched the tip of his nose, it was the first time that he loathed his useless self so much.

Shui Wushuang likes Qiu Lingjun.

It can be said that it was love at first sight.

As early as the few days when he entered the sect, he looked up at the sword on the mountainside, the man in black clothes billowing in the clouds,

The steward told them not to wishful thinking.

But he was still wishful thinking, he remembered that person's name - Qiu Lingjun.

...The next two chance encounters made him unable to extricate himself even more.

Qiu Lingjun was not gentle with him.

Shui Wushuang actually didn't mind. Although he was sad and sad, it was worth his secret joy to see him.Besides, Qiu Lingjun doesn't just treat him like this. Qiu Lingjun has an unruly temperament and treats everyone the same.

Only then did he know that Qiu Lingjun could laugh too.

She looks cute.

Distressed as if to breathe.

He squatted on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Qiu Lingjun likes Xie Wushuang.

He... can never be compared to, nor can he become a perfect person.

Lin Xiaolu searched for a long time before finding Shui Wushuang, and when he got closer, he found that Shui Wushuang was crying: "What's wrong?"

He quickly pulled Shui Wushuang up, "Junior Sister Su bullied you again?"

"Woo...no, no..." Shui Wushuang cried until his nose turned red, he hugged Lin Xiaolu, choked up and said, "It's not...it's not about Junior Sister Su..."

Lin Xiaolu didn't believe it: "Why not her, she would bully you." Seeing that Shui Wushuang was really sad, he stopped, "Okay, okay, don't cry."

You must tell Senior Brother Chen about this when you go back.

They are all so kind.

……

Xie Yu's spiritual consciousness covers a wide range.

This is the second time he has seen Shui Wushuang...it doesn't quite resemble him.

Shui Wushuang in the previous life had an eight-point resemblance to him, but now there is only an eye resemblance at best.

what happened?

Xie Yu glanced at Qiu Lingjun. He didn't know what kind of entanglement Qiu Lingjun and the others had with Shui Wushuang, but he expected that Shui Wushuang would not have a good early stage.

Qiu Lingjun is not a kind person.

He has a deep understanding of this.

Thoughts just pass by.

Xie Yu didn't think about what to do with Shui Wushuang, nor did he care about this person.

Whether it is in the previous life or in this life.

Ling Xuefeng's mountain guard disciple was chatting with someone.

Because few people paid attention to him, he felt very flattered, and in a few words, he emptied out all the affairs between Xie Yu and Qiu Lingjun.

Shen Chungui did the listening test and was good at guiding people to speak: "Is that so?"

He smiled lightly, being gentle and polite, "Wu Shuang still has time to be so careful."

The disciples guarding the mountain said that Xie Yu had waited for Qiu Lingjun at the foot of the mountain for two years.

Day by day.

The Shoushan disciple also admired Xie Yu, and sighed: "Jianzong disciples all admire Master Xie."

There is probably no one who would not admire someone like Xie Yu.

Even Shen Chungui is the same, even though he only met a few times.

Ling Xuefeng has snow all the year round.

In the long snowy light, only the green pines are green.

Two people walked side by side.

One black and one white, an unexpected contrast, Shen Chungui frowned first, then smiled and said: "Wushuang." Turning aside, he also politely called, "Friend Qiu."

Why is Shen Chungui here?

Qiu Lingjun's smile faltered, but Xie Yu was here, he didn't turn his face, and said in a neutral voice: "Friend Daoist Shen."

Shen Chungui looked at Xie Yu with gentle eyes: "Wu Shuang's preaching is very beneficial to me, and I also have a feeling for it... May I bother you for a while?"

Qiu Lingjun silently clenched his fists.

My senior brother cares about your perception?

It was clear that this shameless guy wanted to find an excuse to stay by his senior brother's side.

Xie Yu's eyes were cold.

He looked at Xiao Zefeng and did not refuse: "Welcome."

Shen Chungui smiled: "I'm bothering you."

After all, he looked at Qiu Lingjun very gently, "I'm bothering fellow Daoist Qiu too."

Qiu Lingjun: "..."

He smiled on the skin, "Oh."

I can't be alone with my brother.

Sooner or later, get rid of this Shen Chungui.

……

Yun Buqi was a guest at Ling Xuefeng.

He also saw Xie Yu and the others, and teased, "Wu Shuang also has friends. Rare, rare."

Feng Ciyue withdrew her gaze: "What is Master Yun doing?"

Yun Buqi is here to beat the autumn wind.

Sword cultivators are poor, all his resources are used for cultivation, and only one sword is worth money all over his body: "Hua Xunlu was injured, and it won't take 80 years to heal it, do you have any healing powers?" Lingdibao? Cough cough, if you have enough money, it would be great to help me a little more."

Feng Ciyue: "..."

He popped out a storage ring, and kicked Yun Buqi out by the way.

A stream of light slid across the sky.

Yun Buqi fell down in front of Xie Yu and the three of them, covered in snow.

Shen Chungui covered his lips and coughed twice.

Qiu Lingjun smiled generously: "I have met Elder Yun."

Yun Buqi stood up, pretending to be relaxed: "What did you three see?"

Shen Chungui remained silent.

Qiu Lingjun was fearless: "I think about it, it seems to be Elder Yun..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Ling was hit by a flash of spiritual light and disappeared without a trace.

Yun Buqi tidied up his clothes and said kindly, "What did you two see?"

Xie Yu and Shen Chungui looked at each other and shook their heads together.

Yun Buqi was very satisfied: "To be a human being, you must be smarter, and don't be like Qiu Lingjun."

he's gone.

Shen Chungui didn't expect Jianzong to be so interesting.

He asked Xie Yu: "This is Elder Yun? He is really a man of temperament." After a slight pause, "Does Wushuang know where Qiu Lingjun was kicked?"

It is best to be kicked to death.

But it's impossible to think about it.