After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

The banyan tree is covered with red silk and satin, which should be the place where young men and women make love wishes.

Naturally, Little Fox and Lin Jingfeng would not miss this kind of thing.

The two bought a piece of red silk from the Yuelao Temple, and picked up a brush to write each other's names.

This is a very popular way of praying among the people. It is said that as long as young men and women who love each other write their names and wishes on the red silk and hang it on the banyan tree, the wish will come true.

The little fox closed his eyes, held the red silk in his hand, recited his wish silently devoutly, and threw the silk upwards forcefully.

The silk satin dangled, barely hanging on the end of a branch of the big banyan tree.

Seeing that the red silk did not fall off, the little fox hugged Lin Jingfeng excitedly, screaming and jumping.

Like a girl in a passionate love period, full of affection and looking forward to the future.

Whether it is an ordinary mortal or a goblin practicing in the deep mountains, everyone will have a longing for love.

"Yuelao Temple can use spirit stones, you want to buy one too?"

Yan Zizhi frowned.

"Why?" Lin Yuan kept a straight face.

"Don't you want to repeat what the two of them did? How can such an important link be missed?"

"...Under the Yuelao Temple, you should sincerely make a wish."

Yan Zizhi stepped on soft boots, took two steps forward, and then turned around to show Lin Yuan two small canine teeth.

"How do you know I'm not sincere to you?"

this smile.

Exactly the same as in the realm of innocence.

That sentence: "I am pleased with you..."

How many times have you been in his dreams.

Every time I dream of these words, I feel heart-piercing.

The place where the waist was pierced once began to feel faint pain.

As if reminding myself over and over again.

It's all lies.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

It should be soon.

A deep sense of powerlessness in the soul gradually permeated my heart.

After leaving the revolving lantern illusion, he might not even be able to wait for the end of the ghost realm.

Whatever he wants, let him go.

The journey is long, and the two of them will never see each other again.

Lin Yuan easily agreed without any further words.

Yan Zizhi was very surprised by Lin Yuan's reaction.

how?

This is too much teasing, forming a conditioned reflex?

The red silk seller in Yuelao Temple was very polite. He took three spirit stones and handed the red silk to Linyuan, along with a writing brush.

The nib is dipped in cinnabar.

Lin Yuan turned around and turned back with the red silk, walking towards Yan Zizhi step by step.

The night wind blew the hem of his clothes, and there was an invisible gentleness in the flapping place.

This kind of immortal who favors others unconditionally does not meet the requirements of the ruthless way at all.

Yan Zizhi curled his lips, pulled out the red silk from his hand, and playfully stretched out a hand to hold Lin Yuan's hand holding the cinnabar pen.

A few fingers tapped back and forth on the back of Lin Yuan's hand before taking the pen from his hand.

The back of the hand was like being scratched by a naughty kitten's paw, the crisp and itchy feeling made Lin Yuan's heart skip a beat.

Yan Zizhi ignored the other party's red ears, picked up the pen and was about to write his name on the red silk.

Just after writing the first stroke, the pen was held down from above, preventing it from advancing any further.

He raised his eyes and looked at the mask half a head taller than him.

There was an imperceptible firmness in Lin Yuan's eyes.

"Write your name."

"??" Yan Zizhi looked at the first stroke he wrote on the red silk, it was a scribble.

Isn't it Ji Yunzhi's first stroke?

Could it be that the immortal is illiterate?

"Your name." Lin Yuan repeated again.

"To get out of the illusion, it is useless to use someone else's name."

Yan Zizhi suddenly realized.

Oh, forgot.

Acting as Ji Yunzhi, he forgot that the person on the opposite side already knew that he had already changed his inner core in this body.

He paused for a while, and then wrote the three big characters of Yan Zizhi without hesitation.

If you want to know his name, just say it directly, beating around the bush.

As expected of a decent style.

Lin Yuan's eyes fell on the word Yan Zizhi, and he did not move away for a long time.

It turned out that this was his name.

It's very consistent with me, wanton and reckless.

Then Lin Yuan picked up a pen and wrote his own name on the red silk.

It is written with a cinnabar pen.

A name is elegant and meaningful, just like the person himself is immortal.

Another name is frivolous and reckless, but there is a different kind of beauty in the messy place.

Signed together in one place, they match very well.

"Did you throw it or should I throw it?" Yan Zizhi smiled and held the red silk up in front of Lin Yuan.

The latter turned his head away, as if unwilling to talk to him.

"Okay, knowing that the Immortal Venerable will not lower his value, let me do this kind of boring thing for you."

Yan Zizhi smiled: "Hey, do you think it can fall on a branch?"

"No, I practice the ruthless way."

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Everyone in the Immortal Realm had some misunderstandings about Wuqing Dao and didn't want to refute him.

He didn't even believe what he said, let alone others.

He clasped his hands together, silently said "becoming a Taoist couple" in his heart, and then raised his hand and threw the red silk up.

I saw the red silk follow his strength, go up against the wind and fly straight towards a branch.

Seeing it is about to hang on the branch.

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing off many red silks and satins hanging on the trees.

The one in Yan Zizhi's hand also swayed with the wind, almost falling off.

In the end, I was lucky enough to hang on a three-fork branch and get stuck firmly.

But the red silk that the little fox and the others threw just now was blown by the wind and fell into the pond, and sank to the bottom after a short time. ?

It's a pity that the little fox and Lin Jingfeng couldn't see it, and the two of them had long since disappeared.

Yan Zizhi kept staring at the bottom of the red silk and satin, and then raised his eyes to look at his own silk and satin.

That's why the ending of Little Fox and Lin Jingfeng was so miserable.

Everything is fate, it really is the way of heaven.

"Look who is going to the Yuelao Temple?"

"That burst of fairy wind, wow, this is the first time I have seen a fairy come to the world."

"Hurry up and watch, folks, we have been here for hundreds of years, but we have never heard of an immortal appearing. It is said that it is a certain immortal from Yunhuang Xianshan, who is one level higher than those sects of cultivating immortals." .”

Desolate Cloud Fairy Mountain?

The name of this place sounds familiar.

Isn't this the place that appeared in the little fox's illusion?

Yan Zizhi looked back at the direction where the little fox and Lin Jingfeng left, and then looked up at Yuelao Temple.

Coincidentally, it turned out to be in one direction.

It seems that this so-called Immortal Laoshizi appeared at the right time, and it should also be a part of the fantasy world.

He was suddenly interested.

I wonder what the immortals in this world looked like more than 400 years ago?

He raised his head again to make sure that the red silk satin on top of his head would never fall off, and then Yan Zizhi walked forward with the turbulent crowd with peace of mind.

Now that it's stable, it's God's will that he and Lin Yuan will become Taoist couples.

Lin Yuan followed behind him step by step, the distance between them was less than two feet.

No matter how many people interspersed among them, there was no way to disrupt their pace.

Very tacit understanding, but also very indifferent.

After the crowd moved forward for about a mile, the noisy people suddenly fell silent.

No one came to order everyone to silence.

But it seems that everyone has a kind of awe and yearning, the expression on the face is gradually serious, and the quieter they get closer to the Yuelao Temple.

In front of the Yuelao Temple, as always, there is no grand pomp that the so-called Yunhuang Immortal should have.

For example, traveling to some heads in the world of cultivating immortals, both sides are full of their own disciples.

None of these.

Only Yue Lao's white figure turned his back to everyone, standing in front of Yuelao Temple, holding three sticks of incense in his hand, respectfully bid farewell to Yuelao.

Then with a wave of his sleeve, countless things like small sachets of charms turned into silver light and fell from the sky.

"This is a gift from the Immortal, everyone has it and there is no need to fight for it."

The servants of Yuelao Temple seemed to be accustomed to this situation, and loudly comforted everyone.

And all the common people who stretched their necks and looked up at the immortal did not know whether it was because there was a real immortal in front of them or because they were a little scared when they saw the immortal for the first time.

Really, there was no looting, and everyone stood quietly and raised their hands.

Each of those fluorescent sachets landed firmly in everyone's palms.

No one is biased, everyone has it.

Such a quiet reward made Yan Zizhi even more curious about the so-called Yunhuang Immortal.

It's just that after the Immortal Yunhuang rewarded this thing, he didn't look back, but turned and walked into the hall.

The only thing you can see when you get close is that his left hand seems to be holding a ball of fluffy things, which are pink and orange.

Could it be a cat?

? ? ? ?

A fairy cat?

These two people who became immortals and practiced Taoism both love to keep cats. What's the situation?

"Follow up and have a look." Yan Zizhi raised his foot and was about to leave.

The back swing was pulled by Lin Yuan from behind: "Do not look at evil."

"Your words don't make sense to me. How many times have we all seen no evil? Has the Immortal ever closed his eyes?"

Lin Yuan: "..."

But he still didn't let go of his hand, and stood firmly on the spot.

"I just saw the little fox and Lin Jingfeng enter the Yuelao Temple. If you don't follow, you will grow old with me in the revolving lantern."

"really?"

Yan Zizhi's words can only be believed three points.

"Of course it's true." Yan Zizhi hooked the corners of his mouth casually, "Think about it carefully, why the Immortal Yunhuang, who hasn't come to this small town for hundreds of years, suddenly descended to earth today, could it be because he has nothing to do? "

Lin Yuan took a deep look at Yuelao Temple and gave the answer: "Lin Jingfeng."

"By the way, it's him. I think in the Yunhuangxian Mountain more than 400 years ago, the love between fairy and monster should not be allowed, otherwise those old men who are too subtle would not want Lin Jingfeng to use a monster Come to testify."

"After all, goblins are mostly lowly things, and their lives are not worth it."

Yan Zizhi narrowed his eyes.

In fact, in his heart, there is no difference between monsters, demons and immortals.

It's just that people in this world are biased and have never had a good impression of goblins.

"The three realms are equal, there is no distinction between low and high."

Lin Yuan's eyes were indifferent, and there was no trace of fake expression on his face.

Yan Zizhi was a little surprised.

This doesn't seem like the words of a cultivator.

After all, those old things in Xianmen are very proud.

He hates this kind of person the most.

Lin Yuan was more interested in him.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he is a ruthless Taoist, and he is very boring.

"Okay, since we have reached a consensus, let's go meet this Immortal Yunhuang."

For some reason, Yan Zizhi always felt that he had to meet this Immortal Yunhuang.

I can't see it in reality, after all, they have been dead for 500 years.

Due to fate, I was able to see it in the illusion.

It wasn't God's will for him to see him, what else could it be?

Yan Zizhi still has to be cautious in the illusion, after all, the two of them are really existing in this illusion now, in case one of them accidentally makes a mistake, it is possible that they will never be able to get out of the revolving lantern.

So he could only quietly bypass the boy and sneak in behind the Yuelao Temple.

It's just that it's hard for Lin Yuan, who is upright, to follow him through the back door.

Yuelao Temple doesn't look very big from the front, but who knows there is a lot behind it.

On the back are three connected palaces, which are not very luxurious. Rather than saying palaces, it is more appropriate to say that they come from a paradise.

Lush bamboo forest surrounds a small stream.

This environment won Yan Zizhi's heart.

A small bamboo house was erected above the stream, and there was a tea stand in the courtyard outside the bamboo, but there was a thick layer of dust on it, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

According to the fact that there are servants at the entrance to entertain guests, but no one cleans the backyard, it can be seen that this small bamboo courtyard is not allowed to enter this small bamboo courtyard, even the servants in charge of Yuelao Temple are not allowed to enter and leave at will.

This is easy to handle, no one can come in and out at will, so it is convenient to sneak in secretly.

Yan Zizhi just pushed open the bamboo fence and walked slowly inside.

Lin Yuan followed behind him, the footsteps of the two stepped on the withered yellow bamboo leaves, making the same rustling sound.

In step.

Without approaching the bamboo house, one can vaguely see the figure inside.

Yan Zizhi simply grabbed Lin Yuan's sleeve and squatted under the tea table.

There were three figures in the bamboo house, two of them were kneeling on the ground.

You don't need to guess to know that it is Lin Jingfeng and the little fox.

"I beg the Lord of the Mountain, please help me and Ranran."

It was Lin Jingfeng who spoke.

"Mountain Lord?" He had never heard of this title.

Yan Zizhi looked at Lin Yuan with some doubts.

The latter explained: "The owner of Yunhuang Xianshan is generally honored as the owner of the mountain by the sects of cultivating immortals in the lower realm."

The owner of the mountain has not spoken, just teasing the orange cat in his arms.

Lin Jingfeng, on the other hand, had a good reason and spoke righteously.

It doesn't look like they came to beg the mountain master, but they came to quarrel.

Unexpectedly, the old man who is the head of the Taiwei Sect can still be so young and vigorous.

"I heard that the mountain master also fell in love with monsters. There is no reason for everything in this world to fall in love with each other. Why can't cultivators and monsters be together?"

After saying this, Yan Zizhi squeezed a sweat for Lin Jingfeng.

This idiot will not say it in a roundabout way.

Didn't it make it clear that it made people anxious?

This kind of old story of falling in love with monsters can also be said.

"Where did you hear that?" The owner of the mountain patted the cat's hand for a while.

He turned his back to the crowd and couldn't tell whether the emotion on his face was displeasure or expressionless.

As soon as the voice came out, Yan Zizhi and Lin Yuan looked at each other almost at the same time.

It sounds familiar.

Still very familiar.

Can't remember where I heard it.

"There are rumors among the people that you gave up the chance to ascend to immortality because of that natural monster, and even jumped into the world-reversing world to save him. You almost lost your soul in the mirror and could not be reborn."

"After leaving the mirror of the world, you have been looking for him for more than 50 years, and you have searched all the famous mountains and rivers. You have not missed every abnormal place. How can you not understand the relationship between me and Ranran with such affectionate feelings? ?”

Yan Zizhi:? ? ?

Your gossip research is a bit thorough, why did you even go through the inside and outside of the house from beginning to end.

Is it really good to expose each other face to face like this?

This is really begging for mercy, isn't it trying to die?

Yan Zizhi suddenly felt worried about the future of the entire Taiwei Sect.

"Do you know who he is?" The tone of the mountain master's words was still indistinguishable.

People who can't see the joys and sorrows like this are even more terrifying.

Because nothing can control his emotions, he will become emotionless.

"I know his name is Xie Wuya."

When it comes to this point, Lin Jingfeng doesn't care about adding another knife.

This kind of overwhelming gossip should be known to everyone in the Immortal World.

"Have you seen him?"

"No."

"Then you have no chance."

"???"

Are you so capricious?

A chance at love is lost without seeing it.

This mountain master's capricious personality is too much for Yan Zizhi's appetite.

"What's the difference between you and Xie Wuya, me and Ranran?"

Lin Jingfeng argued hard and refused to give up a single step.

Only the little vixen gently tugged on his sleeve.

Lin Jingfeng patted his backhand to appease the little vixen, then raised his head again, and looked at the back of the mountain master relentlessly.

"It's different." Shanzhu said concisely, without a word of nonsense.

Lin Jingfeng was blocked and had nothing to say.

He was about to say something more, but he heard the person with his back in front of him speak again.

"The difference between us lies in the choice."

"What events or feelings have nothing to do with people or demons, the only thing that matters is your choice."

As soon as the mountain master said this, Yan Zizhi immediately understood.

He knows everything.

He also knew that Lin Jingfeng came to him on purpose to force himself to make a choice.

If the mountain owner agrees, it means that Mingyun Huangxian Mountain has agreed.

The elders of those fairy sects who threatened him may be hindered by the majesty above, so they will no longer put pressure on themselves.

To sum it up, he actually didn't make a good choice in his heart, should he grasp it or give it up?

He wanted someone, someone with dignity, to push this to an end.

It's a pity that this person has seen through everything.

Seeing through but not revealing is the last bit of face left for him among the little foxes.

If he is willing, if he really wants to be with the little fox.

He could choose not to lure the little fox into the ancient demon-subduing formation.

Lin Jingfeng opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word after all.

And the innocent little fox also thought that he just had nothing to say, so he pulled up his sleeve and let him go.

"We don't come to beg him."

Looking at the backs of the little fox and Lin Jingfeng who didn't know the truth, Lin Yuan sighed quietly.

Only Yan Zizhi didn't take his eyes off the mountain master for a moment.

He always felt that the big orange held in the arms of the mountain master looked familiar.

Just as Lin Yuan was staring at Lin Jingfeng and the little fox leaving, the mountain master calmly turned his face while holding the orange cat in his arms.

???

that face.

It turned out to be exactly the same as myself!

The author has something to say:

I was a little stuck, mainly because the first day was so painful, I rolled and lay down.