Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

A large number of refugees flooded into the sect for a while, and although most of them were arranged in the outer sect's territory with a large population, it was still a bit difficult to accommodate them.

There was not enough housing, and a large number of disciples moved to the cave for cultivation in order to free up the courtyard for ordinary people to live in. As a result, the always secluded Lunjian Peak became brightly lit, and there were many more neighbors beside the Lingxu Cave.

Although the disciples would still be respectful when they saw Xia Yingxian, he was still a little uncomfortable with the fact that there were people everywhere.

As soon as he returned to the door, he took over the affairs of the door non-stop, and organized the sending of the living relatives back to their place of origin. If they lost their relatives and livelihood, it would be easy for adults to distribute spirit stones and repatriate them, but the orphans were a little embarrassed.

Shan Zhenren felt very overwhelmed, "Although it is not too many, there are dozens of people, and we have to arrange someone to look after them."

They are all monks, and they practice in addition to practicing on weekdays, and no one knows how to take care of children.Let the disciples take care of it. It is good that the picture is fresh for a while, but after a long time, it will inevitably exhaust the body and mind, so the disciples avoid it.

Especially in Jianzong, the ethos is notoriously diligent, everyone compares in cultivation and advancement, and they don't want to waste a moment.

Xia Yingxian thought for a while and said: "Test their spiritual roots, and if they are suitable, they will be included in the sect according to their qualifications. If they are not suitable, they will be sent down the mountain to find a kind person to collect them."

Only then did he think of Yu'er, and before he left, he promised the child to bring his mother back. He didn't know if there was any of his mother among the refugees, so he asked the elders of the deacon's hall to ask for the refugee booklet. After a long time, I couldn't find the woman's name.

He couldn't find it in the refugee book. If he hadn't sent him to rescue him, he would have died in the disaster.

He couldn't do what he promised, and he suddenly felt lost and guilty.

After a few days of busy work, I was free, asked where the child was going, and found the outer courtyard.

The children who had tested their spiritual roots were arranged in one place, and the noise could be heard from a distance.

As if sensing that he would come, Yu'er ran to the outside of the courtyard, her eyes lit up when she saw his figure, and she said loudly: "Brother!" As soon as she said that, she ran quickly to pick up his clothes. horn.

The child's voice was bright but immature, his eyes lit up first, then quickly fell silent, then squatted down, took the child's little hand and said in a calm voice: "I'm sorry, brother failed to find your mother."

The child blinked, as if he couldn't understand the meaning, but because of his heavy expression, he opened his arms and tried to hug him, but the child was too small, and the arms could only touch his shoulders, so he took advantage of the situation Patting him on the shoulder, he comforted him: "It's okay, A Niang said that if Yu'er gets lost, just wait where she is, and she will come to find Yu'er, as long as you keep waiting, A Niang will always come."

Xia Yingxian was taken aback, but he couldn't tell the truth that was in his throat, because he had sent people to inquire about hundreds of families in the immortal sect, but he couldn't find Yu'er's mother among the refugees everywhere.

He was afraid that the child would be sad, so he forced himself to nod, "Well, it will always come."

Just keep it in mind, he thought.

At this time, Yu'er's eyes lit up, "Brother, I tested the spiritual root, and they said it is a top-grade single spiritual root. What is a single spiritual root? Will I be as powerful as my brother in the future?"

He patted the child's forehead and nodded, "Yeah."

At this moment, more children gathered around, their eyes sparkling, clamoring for Xia Yingxian to teach them swordsmanship.

For a child who is just getting started, it is obviously too early to learn swordsmanship, but seeing Yu'er's look of anticipation, he thought about it, and still summoned the sword.

"Rain" appeared in his palm in the blink of an eye, and made a crisp buzzing sound.The children said "Wow!" one after another, their faces were full of joy and excitement, and their eyes were full of admiration.

He swung his sword lightly, and the blade trembled like a silver bell as it scraped through the air.

The sword wind swept across the fallen leaves, rolled up the leaves suddenly, and danced with the sword light, flowing around him like a stream of water. The pure sword wind blew across the surroundings, like the breeze of the dawn moon, making the spiritual platform clean and thorough in an instant.

Gradually, disciples gathered around, involuntarily intoxicated by this beautiful scene, some even lost their minds.

It took a long time for someone with a slightly higher level of cultivation to maintain a clear mind, and said in a low voice: "Last time I saw Lin Shu... no, Master Gu danced Ling Taixu in the same posture as a crane bone, but the sword posture Be tougher."

On the other hand, Xia Yingxian's posture is more free and elegant, with a strong character and at the same time, his movements are crisp and neat, without being stained with dust.

People had almost forgotten what Ling Taixu's body skills should have been like, and they could only feel that the same sword moves, danced by a young man, lost their simplicity and added a bit of immortality.

I don't know, how could anyone think that this is Ling Taixu who needs to practice from the beginning regardless of internal and external sects, and think it is some high-level exercise.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't notice that a gust of wind suddenly blew up at this time, first it was a breeze, blending with the sword wind, and carrying sand and dust.

Xia Yingxian felt that the wind was coming strangely, and immediately withdrew his sword. At this time, the wind suddenly strengthened, rustling the branches.

The breeze turned into a strong wind, the sand and dust gradually narrowed their eyes, and people couldn't help raising their arms to cover them.

The children looked bewildered and panicked, Xia Yingxian immediately stepped forward to pick up Yu'er, and urged the children to go back to the house.

The disciples came to their senses and led the children back one after another.

After the children were all sent back to the house, the wind outside suddenly stopped, causing the dust and dead leaves floating in the air to fall to the ground suddenly, making a loud crash.

Seeing this, some disciples muttered: "Strange, where did the evil wind come from?"

Xia Yingxian knelt down to pat the fine dust blown on Yu'er's body by the wind, and seeing that the hem of the clothes was stained at some point, she said, "Brother, change your clothes." As he spoke, he dragged the child into the room.

As soon as he lifted the curtain and stepped into the house, he felt that something was wrong. All the furnishings in the house disappeared, turning into a vast white space where the sky and the earth could not be distinguished. When he turned his head again, the exit disappeared.

He immediately put the child down to protect him behind him, with the sword in front of him, his expression solemn.

Who dares to set up a phantom array in Jianzong?

When the cultivation base reaches the stage of transformation, the spiritual thoughts can spread throughout the entire sect. If there is any disturbance, the elders will find out, but such an obvious abnormal situation did not attract any elders, which made him a little surprised.

At this time, he heard a faint "brother", he turned his head suddenly, and Yu'er was gone.

He frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

No response.

He clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, but in the blink of an eye he saw himself appearing on Libai Peak.

In front of him were pear blossom petals falling like snowflakes. Standing on the hillside, he looked towards the top of the hill and saw a figure wielding a sword in the distance.

The petals dance with it like streams of water, and the crisp humming of the sword edge is like a pleasant melody. Refracts the dazzling light under the illumination.

He was so familiar with that figure that he couldn't help but stagnate for breath.

Knowing that this is an illusion, she still involuntarily walked forward.

His footsteps made a faint sound on the grass, the man seemed to have heard it, and stopped to look at him.

Almost the moment he saw him, Fang Fang raised a smile and strode towards him, and a clear voice sounded: "Senior brother."

It was Gu Jingyu, who was twenty-eight years old, with childishness that had not faded on his shocking face. He paused, but saw that the other party changed to a trot, and ran faster and faster, before he could react. He jumped forward and rushed straight.

He instinctively opened his arms to catch it, and Gu Jingyu fell into his arms with a crisp laugh, and he took two steps back slightly under the impact of this force.

The breeze brought the faint fragrance of Ayu's body, and a few strands of hair swept across the tip of his nose, bringing a cool and silky touch.

He wondered, "Ah Yu?"

Hearing this sound, the man in his arms raised his head and pecked lightly on his cheek like lightning.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and his heart beat uncontrollably.Although Ayu was not completely alienated from him when he was young, he never had such a straightforward and intimate gesture.

He heard the other party say again: "I heard that there is a temple fair at the foot of the mountain today." When he said that, he pulled him to go down the mountain without any explanation, "Come and see with me."

Gu Jingyu happily dragged him to a trot all the way, and the breeze lifted the hem of their clothes. When they jumped over a shallow pool, he subconsciously lowered his head to look, and the moment his eyes passed by the surface of the pool, he saw Reflect your own appearance.

It looks like Qiu Zhaoye.

Is this a dream created by the Soul Eater tapir?But there are no more soul-eating tapirs in this world.

The mountain is bustling, everyone's face is full of joy, lights are hanging everywhere, silk flowers and gold paper are flying all over the sky, and the tip of the nose can smell the scent of incense in the air. Everything is so real, even the soul-eating tapir, It is also impossible to create dreams that have nothing to do with memory.

If the person had never appeared in the memory of the dreamer, he should not be able to see the face clearly in the dream, but every stranger in front of him was lifelike, as if he really existed.

Rao is the most skilled illusion master, and he can't create such a complex and realistic illusion.

Everything in the whole market is indistinguishable, even the cracks on the floor tiles, the sound of peddlers hawking, and the fine lines at the corners of the eyes of the passers-by who passed by him are all so clearly discernible. What kind of dreamer can create such a scene? masterpiece?

He saw Ayu in front of him holding his hand, and turned around to smile at him.

That face was close at hand, holding Ayu's soft fingertips in his palm, and he could hardly tell the difference from the other's body temperature.

He was a little dazed, he didn't know when he had appeared by the river, Gu Jingyu stepped into a flower boat and reached out to him.

He hesitated for a moment, but saw Gu Jingyu smiled and pulled him past, almost dragging him into the boat, "Hurry up."

"Where are we going?" he asked suspiciously.Knowing that this was a dream, he was still reluctant to expose it.

"It's a competition." Gu Jingyu said as a matter of course: "Whoever gets the most silk flowers on the flower boat will be able to avoid the whole night's fee for Ningrui Pavilion in Zuixianlou."

When she said that, her jewel-like pupils shone brightly, "You can do whatever you want."

Seeing the other party's eagerness to try, he couldn't help but smile and said: "I listen to Ah Yu."

So Gu Jingyu patted him on the side of the face lightly, and said confidently: "With senior brother here, we can win without doing anything."

Sure enough, halfway through the boat, they were about to be submerged in silk flowers. When people on both sides saw the two incredibly beautiful people on board, they couldn't help throwing silk flowers at them.

The opponents on the flower boat at the side felt that they were in a bad mood, so they tried their best to perform magic tricks, dance swords, or play music. Gradually, people's attention was attracted again.

Seeing that the silk flowers fell less, they turned to other flower boats one after another. Seeing Gu Jingyu pouted, looking unconvinced and contemplative, as if he was harboring some strange thoughts, he couldn't help lowering his head and smiling slightly. Prompted: "Ayu's sword dance is the most beautiful..."

But before the words finished, the other party turned around and pulled him over for a kiss.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and then burst into cheers.

He was stunned at first, and then a thin layer of red gradually spread from his neck.He saw Ayu's slender eyelashes drooping slightly, trembling slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, and the bottom of his half-closed eyes shone with stars.

He couldn't help breathing faster, and subconsciously hugged each other, deepening the kiss.

Surrounded by falling silk flowers, the small cabin was quickly piled up, almost buried their knees.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread on the water surface, rippling with sparkling golden light, the boat slowly drifted downstream along the water flow, and sailed into the golden light gradually sinking into the horizon.

When the silk flowers in the hands of the people on the shore were all empty, Gu Jingyu still had no intention of stopping, but stroked the back of his neck, softly curling up the tip of his tongue to entangle.

He was teased by the warm and soft touch. His heart trembled, and his consciousness completely sank.He hugged Gu Jingyu's waist tightly, greedily and tirelessly grabbing the sweet juice that drove him almost crazy.

He knew that even in a dream, if he was emotional, he would still be backlashed. He was prepared, but to his surprise, the backlash didn't come as expected.

This made him a little unbelievable, and at the same time he was overjoyed by the sudden disappearance of the purgatory-like shackles.

He was almost reluctant to let go of Gu Jingyu, deeply afraid that once he let go, this opportunity to indulge and wanton would disappear.

So he thought almost greedily, it doesn't matter if it's a dream, let him have this dream for a little longer.

It wasn't until the ship touched the shore that there was a slight vibration that his mind was awakened a bit.Feeling that the person in his arms pushed him away forcefully, he thought it was time to wake up from the dream, but saw Gu Jingyu pull him past him and jumped onto the shore, and said happily: "Brother, we won."

Afterwards, he has forgotten how he got into this private room. He only remembers Ayu's smiling face along the way, with a trace of mystery, as if he was planning to give him a surprise.

He guessed right, as soon as he stepped into the room covered with red silk and lit with red candles, his heart stopped beating.

He saw Ayu snapped his fingers, and the clothes of the two of them were changed into a red color commensurate with the whole room.

An unbelievable guess arose from his heart. He was deeply afraid that he was being sentimental, so he mustered up the courage to ask: "Ayu, what are we..."

Gu Jingyu blinked at him, pressed a finger to his lips and made a silent movement, "Don't let Master know." He took out the Taoist knot and held it in his palm.

"You..." His heart was beating violently, almost jumping out of his chest, and he said in disbelief, "You planned it a long time ago?"

The purpose of winning the silk flower competition is to get this private room, which is decorated like a wedding room. Behind the teacher's back, Ayu wants to form a bond with him...?

How could this be his dream?How dare he dream such a dream?

The author has something to say:

Xiao Xia is about to go crazy with excitement, I really hope this is not a dream but is it real~~~