[Comprehensive martial arts] The wind and smoke leave incense

No one in Tianyong City knows that real Ziyin likes swords, and has the most unique room for hiding swords in the world.

But when it comes to his favorite, it is the white peach blossom that blooms all year round on his desk, which is protected with true energy every day, lest it wither.

It's just that since Master Ziyin walked away from the mortal world and brought back a blind girl doll, his love for swords and white peach blossoms has to take a back seat.

That female doll was only out of the moon, she was thin and small, her complexion was sallow, and her intermittent crying made people feel sad, but Master Ziyin put her in her heart.

As long as all kinds of elixirs are good for her, they will give them to their mouths, and they will carry all kinds of worthless treasures on their bodies, waiting for the little doll to run and jump, and they will specially seal the sword room in case she gets hurt. .

This kind of posture made the head of the sect laugh at the elder holding the sword, this is to nourish his sweetheart, but Ziyin laughed it off.

"Ziyin, Ziyin~" The little baby never called her adoptive father a adoptive father, but just called him by his first name, "I found something interesting." Ziyin raised her head, and appeared between the table and the little girl before the little girl bumped into the table. In the middle of the doll, people are full of people.

I want to reprimand at any time, but when I see the things in the little baby's dirty hands, I can't get angry.

It's just that the little baby is very sensitive: "Ziyin, are you angry?"

"You don't take your own body seriously, what should you do if you bump into it?" Zi Yin sighed, picked him up and finally failed to utter the words of reprimand, "Next time stand where you are and wait obediently." I'll go find you, okay?" After all, his heart was soft, and when he saw the little girl, his heart couldn't be hardened anymore.

"That's not good." Xiaowa shook her head, "Ziyin is so busy, I don't want to disturb Ziyin."

Zi Yin sighed, it was hard to think of the elder brother who sighed deep in his memory every time he said he didn't want to cause trouble to his brothers, and for the first time realized that having a sensible younger brother and sister is not a pleasant thing: "A Yan thought There are too many," he stroked his little sister's soft hair, "I'm not unhappy."

"But you are frowning," the little baby raised his hand to caress Zi Yin's frowning brow, with a distressed expression, "I'm not happy anymore."

"It's not for you," Ziyin couldn't bear it after all, he knelt down and hugged the little baby in his arms, then got up and walked towards the inner room, "The world is so busy, I'm angry with myself, and I won't treat you Get angry."

He put his arms around the back of the little baby's head, and pressed her on his shoulders, even though he knew she couldn't see, he didn't want to look into her empty eyes.

He thought about something, maybe this is reincarnation, he owed her a good life, so he wanted to protect her from worries in this life.

As for the past thoughts, let them go with the wind.

In the past, Huamanlou felt that human beings have different paths to immortality so they never mentioned it, but now Ziyin feels that the little flower demon was unable to reincarnate and become a fairy because of him, so she just wants to keep her safe and happy.

Perhaps because of the retrograde mana in the previous life, the little flower demon is not only blind in this life, but also lacks the roots of spiritual practice, so it is difficult for her to become a fairy.

Ziyin doesn't care, even if he has already bigu, he will cook for her every day as they did when they were still in the small building.He would lull her to sleep and teach her to read and write.The time of cultivating immortals flies fast, the little doll in the past quickly grew into a slim girl, sometimes Zi Yin would think, did Lu Jingyan in the previous life also have such a look?

She has beautiful eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips, small dimples, and maybe a pair of smart eyes.

"Zi Yin, what are you thinking?" The girl looked angrily, "I'm talking to you, don't let your mind wander off casually." There was no real anger in her tone of voice, "Did you accept it?" The apprentice doesn't like dolls anymore, so now he doesn't even want to listen to what the dolls say?"

"Ayan," Zi Yin said helplessly, "You know I'm not like this."

"Then what do you mean, which one looks good on me?" Pointing to the three clothes on the bed, "Look, stop talking."

Zi Yin couldn't laugh or cry at the girl's unreasonable teasing: "Ah Yan's clothes are always good-looking." He raised his hand to pat the girl's head, but noticed that the girl's bun with the hairpin still had nowhere to start, so he It landed on her shoulders, "Just wear the one you like."

Feng Yan was not happy, she curled her lips as if about to cry: "Sure enough, as elder brother said, men in the world are so cold.

Now that Ziyin has his own apprentice and treats him as his own son, he doesn't feel bad for Fengyan anymore. "She stomped her feet, but her tone was full of inferiority that Ziyin didn't notice, "I'll ignore you. "

This innocent disaster came and went quickly, Ziyin didn't think much about it.

He vaguely remembered the way the little flower demon deep in his memory talked about his old friends, calling him elder brother, secretly proud of him, but never showing face to his friends in front of him.I heard from Lu Xiaofeng that he picked up the little flower demon from a valley bottom.

I heard that he was looking for someone to go down the mountain, but he ran into a Taoist and was injured.

He watched the little baby turn around and leave the house, and heard that she followed the brothers in Tianyong City down the mountain, but he never thought that when she went down the mountain, it would cause all kinds of turmoil.

Until she returned to Tianyong full of scars, and fell asleep crying in his arms, Ziyin didn't know whether it was good or bad to let him go down the mountain.

His little Taoxian is not happy...

Going down the mountain together is nominally for practice, but Ling Yue, who is actually taking care of the little sister, told Zi Yin the whole thing.

It's nothing more than a drama of wit and beauty, but he meets a heartless man with a beastly face, and he tramples on the ground when he has caught Fengyan's sincerity, repeating sex.

Ziyin sighed, hugged the baby and sent her back to her room, then turned around and went to retreat.Since Fengyan went to Tianyong City, Zi Yin has never passed the test again.

On the one hand, the cultivator retreats, fasts and sleeps, for as many as a hundred years and as little as ten years, he will not gamble with the time he spends with the little baby.

On the other hand, when the little doll was around, his days were basically filled with this impure little doll, so where did he have the desire to retreat.

But right now, his heart is in a mess.

Cultivation is to cultivate the mind, and the most taboo thing for practitioners is confusion.

It's just that he never thought that after only a few months of retreat, he was summoned to the lobby by the head of the school, a paper flying crane.

The one kneeling on the ground seemed to be the little baby he had been thinking about day and night for months, just kneeling there dripping with blood, eyes covered with black cloth facing his direction, gritted teeth and frowned.

"Don't force me to invite your adoptive father," the head of the sect angrily said, "What exactly do you want!"

Ziyin didn't know what had forced the headmaster to be so angry, but what the headmaster said immediately made him stop when he tried to move forward: "That formation is to change the fate against the sky, you have to use the names of tens of thousands of people , Sitting on that heaven-defying thing, have you ever thought about what Ziyin would think."

"He doesn't see me anymore, how can I think about it!" Feng Yan knelt in the middle of the hall, her voice condensed.

At some point, the chubby little bun in my memory grew into Huarong's handsome appearance.

But the little baby's face was not the gentle and mild manner he was used to, but the hostility and mania that could not be concealed.

Not knowing if she sensed his arrival, Feng Yan stopped talking, just knelt there motionless.

"Ayan," Zi Yin sighed, and as expected, she saw her body tremble, and the distorted expression on her face instantly turned soft, "Can you tell me why you did this?" He used to trust his child, let alone this Shi Ahyan was raised by him himself, if he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't hide it from his eyes for so many years.

Feng Yan bit her lip, don't speak at first.

Ziyin sighed, walked in front of her, and then knelt down on one knee: "Ayan, can you tell Yifu why you want the lives of those innocent people?" He tried his best to keep his tone calm, "As long as it's what you say ..."

"You're not my father!" I don't know where he poked, Fengyan's voice became sharp, like the sound of fingernails scratching on a blackboard, which was particularly ear-piercing.

It's just that she immediately realized her gaffe, and her voice became soft as before: "I'm not...I don't want...just to be your child..."

Ziyin was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were full of bitterness, but he didn't want to end up like this.

The little flower demon in the previous life, and the little girl in this life, the two lives overlapped, but they didn't end well: "Master..." Zi Yin got up and sighed, "Expell this girl... from the master..."

"Zi Yin!" He could hear the shrill cry behind him and Feng Yan's questioning, but all he could do was turn around and leave.

Then what?How long did it take?

"Master?" Ling Yue looked behind Ziyin in surprise, "Your flower?"

Ziyin was taken aback, then turned to look at the white peach on his table, but it was worth a dead branch.He paused, smiled wryly, then closed his eyes and waved his hands to make the apprentice retreat.

Ling Yue looked at the decadence and desolation rising from his master, bowed his body and didn't say much, but he didn't see Ziyin spit out a mouthful of bright red blood when he closed the door.

His white beetroot has withered.

The author has something to say:

In the second life, Huamanlou cultivated immortality by chance and became the real Ziyin.

Pay attention to the important point, it's just Xian 4's Ziyin, not Xiao Ziying's Ziyin, after all, it would be too cruel to count Xiao Ziying.

Please don't care about the timeline, thank you~

Ah, Yaoda's flourishing beauty...