The brother I picked up is enchanted

On the cloud-shrouded fairy mountain, there are countless majestic palaces and pavilions, and you can faintly hear the fairy sound of Lingling. The colorful-winged birds perched on the trees seemed to have sensed some movement, and spread their wings to fly up to the clouds.

"Uncle Ye, Master, he has left the closed door...won't Uncle Master go and have a look?" The young man in white robe stood under the tree, looking up at the man lying on the tree .

The other party was still holding a jug of wine in his hand, his amber eyes flickered with emotion after hearing the boy's voice, and then quickly closed them in a slump, as if he had fallen into a vague dream.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, the young man murmured in his heart that Master Ye must be drunk.But if the other party has such a cultivation base, if he doesn't want to get drunk, how can this kind of wine make the other party drunk.

However, it has been ten years since Master retreated.During Master's retreat, he could often see Uncle Ye standing outside Master's cave, standing there for a whole night. He also thought that he was like a stone now, and he didn't respond to anything outside. Do not care.

But he knew that this was not the case, Master Ye must really want to see Master, but now that Master is leaving the customs, Master Ye did not express anything.

When he was puzzled, there was a soft sound from above, and the other party gave a muffled hum. When the young man raised his head again, there was nowhere to see the other party's figure in the tree.

He secretly sighed in his heart, Master Ye's body skills became more and more refined, he came and went without a trace, and disappeared like a ghost no matter what he did.

The boy picked up the wine bottle thrown by the opponent, and then walked towards the pool.After passing through a forest, the vision in front of him instantly widened, and a lake like an emerald jade appeared in front of him.The surrounding disciples bowed their heads and said hello when they saw him.

"I have seen Senior Brother Lin."

The boy nodded pretentiously, and then quickly walked past them.He knew that many disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect were envious of him being able to worship under the head of the sect, not to mention them, even he himself felt very lucky, so he redoubled his efforts in cultivation so as not to lose face of the head.

Now he is no longer the boy who lost his family and lost everything in Qilin City, but Lin Ming, the disciple of the head of the Cold Cloud Sect!

After the accident in Qilin City, he originally thought of going directly to the Cold Cloud Sect to learn from him.But he is different from other disciples who are apprentices, he knows that the disciple of that person is not so easy to get into, just like when the other party bowed his head and said to him when they parted, let him prove his worth. ,

So he practiced alone, constantly slaying monsters to sharpen himself, although he experienced countless life and death crises, but fortunately he survived all of them, and even used a hundred monster pills as a ceremony of apprenticeship.

He knew that these one hundred demon pills were not worthy of entering the other party's eyes, but that was all he could take out.The other party didn't feel that the hundred demon pills were shabby, and still accepted him as a disciple.

Lin Ming walked to the edge of the pool and whistled, and soon a red carp jumped out of the pool, and then jumped into the wooden plate in Lin Ming's hand.

Carp actually spoke out, complaining: "Why did you come to pick me up now?"

"I went to find Master Ye just now, so I was delayed." Lin Ming scratched his head embarrassingly.

The fish in his hand was originally a fish monster with three tails. After coming to the Frost Cloud Sect, because of the rich spiritual energy nourished here, the speed of cultivation was several times faster, and it was able to change its shape and speak human words very quickly.When the opponent is practicing in the lake, in order not to attract the attention of other disciples, he often turns into a red carp.

"The master must have woken up." Xiaoyu spit bubbles in the water.

One person and one fish looked at each other, and then Lin Ming sighed: "I didn't expect that even you knew."

"I heard those disciples who fetched water in the lake talking about it all the time. It's hard not to know."

They all know that the current head is completely different from the white-clothed young man they saw in Qilin City back then. Although it is not to the extent of a major change in temperament, it is enough to make people tremble with fear.If the other party's temperament in the past was the cold spring in the forest, now it is like the layer of snow on the snow-capped mountain.

It's not just that the temperament is getting colder and harder. Under the snow, the vitality of all things is blocked.Perhaps only when the ice and snow melt in the warm spring will the buried vitality sprout.

Then what should I use to melt the snow in Master's heart?

They could vaguely sense that the other party's change might have something to do with their Master Luo.They just met each other in Qilin City at the beginning, and they could only feel the aura that I was not easy to get along with from each other, and the rest of the memory has long been blurred.

Now the master is still there, but Master Luo, who was with him that day, is no longer there, and he has to provoke the sect's leader in the face of the sect's changes. Even cultivators who are ignorant of the world will be forced to accept The world is impermanent, and you should shoulder your own responsibilities.

"Since the master is out of seclusion, let's go and have a look too. Speaking of which, we haven't seen the master for almost ten years."

Ye Feiyu stood in Xuanzhong Peak's elegant house, a place he was very familiar with.When Brother Meng was not the head of the sect, this was the other party's fixed residence.

He raised his hand and squeezed it. He could only feel the wind blowing around him, and then the smell of alcohol lingering around Ye Feiyu was blown away by the wind.

Brother Meng doesn't like the smell of alcohol...

Since the other party didn't like it, he could have stopped drinking, but there was something in his heart that only wine could quench.

He pushed the door tentatively, and the door opened in response, indicating that the people inside had no intention of preventing him from coming in, which made Ye Feiyu heave a sigh of relief.Through a blue peacock screen, he knew that the other party was behind the screen, but he didn't have the courage to take another step.

"Junior Brother." A clear and indifferent voice came from behind the screen. If you listen carefully, you can feel a slight warmth inside.

This familiar voice had sounded in Ye Feiyu's mind countless times, but now that he heard a voice that was not imagined by him, his mind went blank for a moment.He knew what happened back then, and his senior brother never blamed him, but his master was a sinner of the Frost Cloud Sect, and he was a sinner's disciple. Although Venerable Xuanfeng was dead, he still lived with shame.

Whether it was the death of the former sect leader or the attack of the evil bone sect later, the cold cloud sect suffered heavy losses.

"You don't have to worry about what happened back then. Venerable Xuanfeng must have been involuntary, and in the end he committed suicide to make amends. Now that it's all over, you don't have to indulge in it anymore." Meng Lingrong said lightly.

Venerable Xuanfeng was originally the former suzerain of the Evil Bone Sect. He had already fallen, but he did not expect to use magic to take away the body of a young man before his death.This kind of sorcery also has disadvantages, that is, it will lose the memory of being a magic cultivator for thousands of years in the past.All the venerables are the mainstay of the Cold Cloud Sect. They all passed the test of their hearts and were absolutely loyal to the sect. However, this loyalty belongs to the venerable Xuanfeng who has not recovered his memory, not the dead one. The leader of the Evil Bone Sect.

It's absurd to say that the sinful person started from the beginning after forgetting everything, and turned out to be an upright gentleman, helping the weak and helping others.

Ye Feiyu suddenly took a few steps forward uncontrollably, subconsciously bypassed the screen, and saw a familiar figure standing in front of the wall.The other party was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, and the black hair fell into the waterfall, which was much longer than in memory, and the aura on the other party's body became more and more unfathomable.

The other party was quietly staring at the spirit sword hanging on the wall.

Ye Feiyu knew that this was not his senior brother's saber, he didn't even know the origin of this sword, but since his senior brother cherished it so much, it must not be an ordinary spirit sword.

"Brother, will you still retreat?" Ye Feiyu asked suddenly.

If the other party retreats again, they don't know when the next meeting will be.He had a hunch that the senior brother's next retreat would be very long, long enough to make many people and things in the six realms of cultivation become unfamiliar.

Meng Lingrong glanced at the unresponsive long sword on the wall, and lightly touched the word Zhao Xing on the sword with her finger.Ye Feiyu had never seen the other party show such a gentle look, so he couldn't help but take another look.

"En." Meng Lingrong responded, and looked away coldly.

In my mind, I recalled the ecstasy in my heart when I learned that part of Luoxuanchuan's soul resided on this Zhaoxing sword. It was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for several months and suddenly saw the oasis in front of him. The recovery after the sudden loss.

But even after ten years of use, the Zhaoxing Sword still didn't respond at all.He is like an ordinary spirit sword that can be seen everywhere, no matter how you call it, it will not give you a response.

If his predictions were correct, Luo Xuanchuan should have been the sword spirit of this sword, and part of his soul was swallowed by Ye Xun and then suppressed and refined, which is equivalent to being refined once.But his soul was too powerful, and finally re-condensed, and he was not branded as Ye Xun.

Even though the memory has begun to fade in the ups and downs of the millennium, the other party still hasn't forgotten his true heart. Although he forgot who he is, he doesn't think he is Ye Xun. The soul of the soul was separated, and it was not completely eliminated.

The will of heaven contained in that sword can destroy Ye Xun's soul, and the soul can only be trapped in a specific container and cannot escape.But Luo Xuanchuan is different from Ye Xun, Zhaoxing Sword is the opponent's body, and it is the "container" that best suits the opponent.

Meng Lingrong knew that nurturing the soul was a long process, but he could wait, if ten years was not enough, there would be another hundred years.Anyway, for the monk, a hundred years is but a snap of his fingers, I just hope that his waiting is meaningful, and all the promises will be fulfilled at the moment.

Luo Xuanchuan, don't let me wait any longer.Since you said in the end that we will definitely meet again, then I will be here, waiting for you to come to see me.

When Ye Feiyu went out, he just ran into Lin Ming who was coming with a fish in his arms.

"Master Ye?" He whispered.Seeing Ye Feiyu here, Lin Ming was not surprised. He knew that Master Ye would definitely come to find Master.

"Brother has already rested." Ye Feiyu said.

Lin Ming nodded, planning to wait for Master to wake up before going to see him.Although monks will not suffer from lack of energy if they do not sleep for a long time, sleep is already dispensable for them, but the sense of satisfaction when resting cannot be replaced by cultivation.

And the dream... is also irreplaceable.

In order to be able to dream, some monks will buy medicines to help sleep and dream.

Lin Ming sat on the stone steps, put the wooden basin beside him, and chatted with the fish in the wooden basin one after another.

"Xiaoyu, do you think Master wants to dream?"

"I don't know." The red carp grunted a few times in the tub.He can't dream, and he can't guess the mind of the master. It is really too difficult for him to use the brain of a fish to think about what a human monk would think.

"I guess so." Lin Ming affirmed, "Because Master has someone he wants to meet."

"Then I hope Master can meet the person I want to see..." Lin Ming felt a little sleepy after he finished speaking. State, so I had no choice but to pat my face to cheer myself up.

Soon all his drowsiness subsided, because there was a sudden roar in his ears, and he suddenly turned around to find that the house had been smashed out of a hole.

With the familiar fluctuations of spiritual power on it, it is Master!

Something went wrong inside.

Lin Ming rushed into the house without saying a word, and when he saw the scene on the roof, his eyes were as big as copper bells.A fish slipped in at his feet, and then the fish grew two hands and climbed up to Lin Ming's body. When it reached a high enough height, a pair of fish eyes almost popped out.

Meng Lingrong felt someone approaching and subconsciously slapped him. When he saw the familiar figure, his hand froze in place, letting the other party pull him, while the other hand pressed his heart.

Like feeling his heartbeat.

But what Lin Ming and Xiaoyu saw was a half/naked man pressing on his master, and the soft bed that could only accommodate one person actually had two people lying on it.

When Luo Xuanchuan first appeared, he was completely naked, and Meng Lingrong quickly covered the other party with his coat, so as not to embarrass the other party in front of his disciples.

The distance between the two was getting closer because of his actions. He was pressed by the other's firm and compact body and his eyes were blacked out. The wide robe covered the two of them, and inside the outer robe were two people. With a tight body, the heat of the body seems to be unable to dissipate due to the outer robe, and it is not known whether it is his own or the person on the body.

But the other party didn't seem to notice that someone had broken in at all, and his eyes never left Meng Lingrong for a moment.The tight chest allows him to clearly feel the frequency of the opponent's heart beating.

"Arong..."

Before Meng Lingrong could speak, she met the other person's eyes. It was an expression of extreme enthusiasm that seemed to swallow him up, which was in stark contrast to the indifference on her face.Every inch of the opponent's skin was tense and trembling because of his existence, and his emotions were as high as the waves at high tide, about to engulf him.

In fact, Meng Lingrong was indeed engulfed, and her cold lips pressed against her involuntarily, as if trying to take away all his oxygen, so he had to rely on the other party to absorb what he needed from the other party.

Lin Ming found himself standing at the door in the next second, knowing that he was sent out by his master.

He touched his nose embarrassingly: "Do I want to have a teacher's wife?"

The dumb fish on the shoulder also came back to his senses and nodded: "I think so."

"Put your hands away!" Lin Ming was almost scared out of his wits when he saw that the fish on his shoulders grew two slender human hands, and then lay on his shoulders.

The other party obediently changed back and jumped into the wooden tray again.

"I can only change my hands and feet now, and I will become a human after a few more years of practice."

In the room, Meng Lingrong's eyes formed a layer of mist, and she exhaled lightly, but her hands wrapped around her body like a drowning person hugging driftwood.He whispered in the other side's ear: "You are back."

Luo Xuanchuan glanced at him, hummed lightly, and then posted it again as if he didn't want to stop for a moment.

In fact, there has always been a part of his remnant soul on the Zhaoxing Sword, so when he saw Meng Lingrong, he felt close to him.That's why when the contract was signed, Zhao Xingjian had some reservations and didn't completely give priority to Meng Lingrong...

Because the contract stipulates that as a sword spirit, he cannot devour the master.

And he thought, wanting to suppress the other party like this at this moment, wanting to put his mark on the other party forever, this might be another kind of "devouring the master".

"With you here, I wouldn't be willing to die." He buried his head in the other party's neck and whispered back.

Meng Lingrong felt her hand being gently held by the other party, and then her fingers were clasped tightly. A little bit of moonlight fell on the hands of the two of them through the gap of the bamboo window, illuminating the messy room.

The moonlight is like frost, and everything is silent.Tonight, from now on, my love for you will never change, just like this moment.

The author has something to say:

It's over, orz, I'm trying my best to finish it in order not to be cheated.The data of this book has been very poor. I also know that it collapsed from the beginning without writing it well, and it has become more and more collapsed in the future. I can only say that the cuties here are warriors!

Especially for those readers who left me comments later, I feel really guilty when I see your comments.

There are only 4 clicks at the end of this book, and I lighted it myself (lighting a cigarette) to check the plot. I must be fully prepared in the future, and then start the article, streaking really can't afford it.And because something happened at home, I have been off for a long time.