On the Importance of Chinese Characters

This is the first time in decades that Yangming is so close to Jingbo, and it is even more unprecedented to be hugged like this.He stared at Yangming's chin in a daze, and it took him a long time to find his tongue: "Senior brother, I'm just out of strength, so there's no need for you, brother."

Jing Bo lowered his head slightly to look at him, and continued to hold him and walk forward without saying a word.

From the peak where the two fought to Wangdao Peak, Yangming passed through eleven mountains all the way, holding Yangming in his arms all the way without covering up, I don't know how many people saw him.

The surprised, scrutinized, and guessing eyes of the disciples made Yangming's face really uncomfortable. He regained some strength, cleared his throat, and broke free twice: "Junior brother, let me down."

"No." Jing Bo didn't even give Yang Ming a look this time, and directly rejected Yang Ming's proposal with one word.

"Junior brother just... what did you say?" Yang Ming almost thought he heard it wrong, he turned his body to the outside, raised his upper body and looked at Jingbo.

Jing Bo landed on Huiri Peak next to Wangdao Peak by stepping on the pedal made of solid spiritual thoughts in the void, ignoring the waiter and boy on Luoyu Terrace, and said calmly: "I said, don't let go."

After saying that, he tightened his arms even more, put one hand on Yangming's back, forced him into his chest, and then walked towards Wangdao Peak through the void.

Yang Ming was dumbfounded, and before he had time to react, his face was pressed against Jing Bo's chest, his body was so firmly controlled that it was difficult to move even if he wanted to.

Just like that, Jing Bo carried him all the way back from the Luoyu Terrace of Wangdao Peak openly and aboveboard.

Jing Bo is an outsider, and there should be a waiter blocking the way before entering Wangdao Peak, and he was allowed to enter after the notification.However, the peak master himself was hugged by someone who came here, so when the attendants along the way saw Jing Bo, they all stood still and respectfully saluted: "Those who have met Master Yangming, Venerable Jing Bo."

Trapped in Jing Bo's arms, Yang Ming listened to the continuous greetings, and thought to himself, maybe in just a short time, Jing Bo will finish seeing all the faces of all the waiters on Wang Dao Peak, he The stalwart image of Yang Ming's life was ruined like this!

With a cold snort, Yang Ming simply closed his eyes and pretended to be in a coma. He didn't like this posture, but if he really made him struggle and shout in public and lose his manners, then he couldn't do it.

Jing Bo made a slight mistake in his footsteps, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

The door was closed behind him, and the space suddenly fell silent.Jing Bo put Yang Ming on the soft couch, and said with a smile: "Brother, there is no one here, so open your eyes."

Yang Ming opened his eyes, glanced at Jing Bo mockingly, and said, "Junior brother is really promising."

"Senior brother taught you well." Jing Bo replied while taking out items to treat injuries from the storage bag.

He arranged the spring water for cleaning the wound, the medicinal powder for external application, and the wound medicine for internal administration one by one on the couch, then raised his head and said indifferently: "Brother, please take off your clothes."

Both Luo Jiang and Yang Ming used the space origin technique, which was already extremely powerful, but under fierce fighting, they did not hold back at all.Even though Yangming's cultivation level is higher than that of Luojiang, Luojiang's cultivation age is 130 years longer than Yangming's, and his combat experience and skills surpass Yangming's by a lot.

The two were basically evenly matched, and their injuries were not minor.

There were nearly ten wounds on Yangming's body that were torn apart by space alone. The alien energy in the cracks in the void adhered to the wounds. Even if he used the source of medical treatment decisively, it only stopped most of the bleeding. A stream of energy eroded and could not heal for a long time.

His injuries were mainly concentrated on the back, chest and abdomen, and there were also one or two small wounds on his left arm and left leg.The other place is okay, but the three torn wounds on the back require help from others.

"..." Taking off his clothes in front of Jing Bo, Yangming turned his eyes away, "Junior brother asked Ren Mianzhi to come in, so I won't bother you about these things."

Let Ren Mianzhi come?Jing Bo narrowed his eyes, took a step forward without saying a word and sat on the edge of the couch, he leaned slightly, stretched out his palm in front of Yang Ming's unclear line of sight, put it on his shoulder, and then, the source of force in his hand A shock——

The sound of fabric ripping resounded in the quiet room, and Yangming's upper body clothes instantly turned into snowflakes that covered the bed like a startled butterfly flying all over the sky, but they didn't hurt anyone at all.

"not called."

Looking at Yangming's dull face, Jing Bo felt that his mood was much better, and asked others to take off his senior's clothes?Ah.

It's just that when his eyes fell on the hideous wound on Yangming's chest, the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his eyebrows frowned.

The flesh of the straight wound was turned outward, and a mottled strange energy adhered to the wound.The source technique that Yang Ming had used before was glowing with white light, and was burning with that energy. Although the blood was not flowing very much, the wound showed no sign of healing.

Jing Bo pursed his lips, poured real water on it with a clean soft handkerchief, and lightly touched Yang Ming's firm chest.

The cool feeling brought Yang Ming back to his senses, he stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Jing Bo's wrist, staring at him sharply: "What are you doing?"

Jing Bo glanced at him, moved his fingers slightly, popped out the soft handkerchief, caught it with the other hand, and then wiped his wound: "Don't move, the wound has to be treated with real water."

Yangming was almost pissed off by him, grabbed the soft handkerchief and snatched it away, then pulled the single clothes on the side to put it on, and shouted impatiently: "Talk back! What are you doing?"

Yang Ming's gaze was too sharp, Jing Bo looked straight into his eyes: "I don't want my brother's body to be seen by others."

"What... what?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"Fang Yi came to look for me yesterday." Jing Bo's words made Yang Ming's heart skip a beat, "She said that she framed you for what happened back then. She also said..."

"What else?!" Yang Ming asked immediately.

Jing Bo reached out to take back the handkerchief in his hand, then stretched out his hand to pull off the unlined clothes he had just put on, and wiped away the void energy from the wound with real brushing water: "Also said... Senior brother likes me."

"Boom—" A gust of hot air rushed straight into his face, Yang Ming looked at the smile in Jing Bo's eyes, and almost jumped up and ran away in embarrassment.

Jing Bo quickly pressed him down, stared into his eyes and said bluntly: "I'm very happy."

Um?Yang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Jing Bo reached out and took Baopu Gong's special medicine powder specially made to treat injuries caused by void energy, and poured it on his wound. A strong tingling pain made Yang Ming's muscles contract uncontrollably. The medicine powder and the residual void energy The white smoke from the encounter raised a curtain of mist between the two.

Behind the gauze curtain, Jing Bo's cold eyebrows showed a bit of tenderness and restrained joy: "I have been pleased with senior brother for a long time."

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The injured Master Yangming was carried all the way back to Baopu Palace by Venerable Jingbo without hesitation, and never came out again. This incident flew all over the Baopu Palace in an instant as if he had grown wings.

And Zhuang Yunzhou, who had just succeeded the elder here, was abducted by Fang Qiling to Shouzhuo Peak.

"Qi Ling, my master is injured, I have to go back and take care of him." Zhuang Yunzhou was supposed to go back to Wangdao Peak after talking in the main hall for a while, but he was still worried about Yang Ming's injury even though Master Jing Bo was there.

However, just as he was about to leave, Fang Qiling stopped him: "Don't go."

"Huh? Why?" Zhuang Yunzhou frowned and looked at him suspiciously.

Fang Qiling was at a loss for words when Zhuang Yunzhou asked a single sentence. He hesitated for a long time, hesitating, unable to explain why.

Zhuang Yunzhou became suspicious and made a gesture to leave: "Since you can't tell, then I'll go back to the peak."

"Don't." Fang Qiling pulled him back, looked at Zhuang Yunzhou's inquisitive expression, and touched the bridge of his nose helplessly: "My master said, I must keep you aside, and I can't make you forget Daofeng."

Uncle Jingbo?

Zhuang Yunzhou wondered: "Why did Shishu ask you to do this?"

Now that he has told the truth, Fang Qiling doesn't care about how many words. He crossed his hands on the back of his head and looked up at the sky: "Probably because...Master Xin is pleasing to Master, and now I finally don't have to bear it anymore."

"After all, my uncle also likes my master."

"What?" Zhuang Yunzhou widened his eyes and shook his head reflexively, "This is impossible."

Master and uncle? !

No one in Baopu Palace knew that these two people would pinch each other when they met, even Zhuang Yunzhou had heard him scold 'coffin face', 'meeting such a person is really bad luck', 'I don't know' more than once. Anyway', 'it should hurt to death'... and so on.

Uncle Jing Bo is cold all day long, often ignoring others, whoever stays with him like the wind, leaving no trace, but he is mean to his master, and often one or two words can make the master jump in anger.

Although his master acted unruly, sometimes his personality was like a child's. After being provoked by his uncle, he was never convinced.On weekdays, when he has nothing to do, he finds fault with Master Jing Bo. Although he is often angry with Master Jing Bo, he still perseveres.

Zhuang Yunzhou originally wanted to convince himself that this was an improbable thing, but after thinking about it like this, he suddenly felt that the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong?

"Huh?" Zhuang Yunzhou raised his brows, and he recovered a little.

Fang Qiling made fun of him: "Have you figured it out?"

Zhuang Yunzhou was silent. These two people really have completely different attitudes towards each other and others.

If it is said that the master really hates the uncle, then according to his temperament, he should not even give the uncle a half look.But the master will find apprentices for the uncle when he goes out, and he has also looked for the three treasures that can solve the broken sea of ​​consciousness.The uncle entered the secret realm, although the master didn't say anything, but the worry is not fake, and if something happens, he will trust the uncle very much.

The more Zhuang Yunzhou thought about it, the more he realized his insensitivity. He shook his head with a smile, and asked curiously, "How did Qi Ling know about it?"

"Want to know?" Fang Qiling leaned closer to him with a smile in his eyes.

Zhuang Yunzhou nodded.

"You follow me back to Clumsy Peak, and I'll tell you how I know." Fang Qiling lured him very cunningly.

Zhuang Yunzhou couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Jiu occupied the magpie's nest and didn't let me go back to the peak. If I don't go back with you, where should I go?"

As soon as Fang Qiling's eyes lit up, he pulled Zhuang Yunzhou and jumped off the Luoyu platform in front of Baopu main hall.

The cold wind whizzed across the faces of the two of them rapidly, and everything around them was falling rapidly, but the weightlessness from the brain gave people an indescribably blissful comfort.

Zhuang Yunzhou closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a few seconds, then raised the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his fingers to blow the cold wind in the mountains. The cold wind swirled around the two of them flexibly as if alive, and gently supported their bodies.

The falling momentum of the two of them stopped instantly, and their bodies became much lighter in an instant.

In this situation, Fang Qiling led Zhuang Yunzhou, using his solid spiritual thoughts as a ladder, he let go of his speed and ran in mid-air recklessly, as fast as a bird passing by unintentionally.

The two of them landed on the Luoyu Terrace of Shouzhuo Peak. The waiter guarding the Luoyu Terrace saw the young master, stood silently and saluted, and Fang Qiling waved him up.

He led Zhuang Yunzhou up a messy and rugged path next to Luoyu Terrace, and after a while, he reached a cliff with its edge protruding forward.

Zhuang Yunzhou looked around for a while, and his first feeling was that this place was suitable for building Luoyu Terrace—there were jagged rocks, countless weeds, and a naturally protruding cliff corner, so it would be straightforward to flatten it.

But the strange thing is that Shouzhuo Peak didn't use such a natural Luoyutai, but artificially opened another one elsewhere.

What's even more strange is that someone built a viewing pavilion in this place that looks desolate and messy.

The pavilion looks simple at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it reveals a restrained atmosphere.The wood on the gazebo is all high-quality beam silver wood. This wood has a unique aura and can keep the house warm in winter and cool in summer. It is an extremely rare material.

Futons, tables, high curtains, soft couches are all available in the gazebo, and there are two or three decorations, so it is possible to rest here.

All the utensils inside are made of high-quality materials, but they look a bit old, as if they were used by the owner. They are placed casually, and you can imagine how comfortable and comfortable the owner is here.

Although I don't know why the other party saw such a very private viewing pavilion in this place, but the strong sense of personal territory in it made Zhuang Yunzhou feel a little uncomfortable.

"It seems inappropriate for us to break in without permission..." Zhuang Yunzhou stood outside the pavilion and said hesitantly.

"It's okay, it's my master's other courtyard." Fang Qiling pushed him and walked in. Zhuang Yunzhou didn't quite understand why his monks called a viewing pavilion his master's other courtyard, so he was pushed away go in.

This is an octagonal gazebo, with eight brown pulped logs propping up the top cover, and a soft mat woven with Puyuan grass is hung between every two columns, even the entrance with steps is hung, but it faces the cliff alone The other side does not.

When Zhuang Yunzhou was curious, Fang Qiling snapped his fingers, and the seven-sided straw curtain fell instantly, and an indescribable pleasant smell filled the pavilion.

"Cedar incense!" Zhuang Yunzhou blurted out, this is Yangming's favorite incense, and the waiters at Wangdao Peak have always used this incense to fumigate Yangming's clothes.

When he raised his head, he saw eight palm-sized cedar trees were planted on the top of the eight pillars in the pavilion by some unknown means, and their sticking branches were attached to the cover of the pavilion, like natural vegetation paintings.

The scent of cedar is light, and the wind blows away their smell when the curtains are not put down, so you can't smell it at all, but once this place is turned into a private space, the fragrance will permeate the whole pavilion, and visitors will be very happy. The whole person is surrounded by this taste.

Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly felt that he was in Yangming's study.

Fang Qiling stood at the only place without a curtain and waved to him. Zhuang Yunzhou bypassed the soft couch and stood beside him, looking forward along his fingertips. A corner of Wangdao Peak, which covers four peaks.

"My master often comes here when the moon is at its highest. In addition, if there is no major event on the fifteenth of each month, he must be here."

Zhuang Yunzhou was shocked. Yangming is good at wine, but he hates people. What he loves most is to sit on the cornice of the roof and invite the moon to drink when the moon is bright. On the [-]th of every month, when the moon is the roundest and brightest, it is even better. will miss it.

For a moment, Zhuang Yunzhou seemed to think of something, his eyes changed, and the source of energy was on his eyes, and the distant scenery quickly zoomed in in his sight, and soon, a familiar scene that he expected appeared in his eyes .

The corner of the eaves of Yangming's residence is also a place Yangming used to go to.

"My master stepped into the lord's realm back then. The director of the palace chose the mansion. Now the palace is famous for its scenery. Be clumsy."

Shouzhuo Peak is the most inconspicuous small peak in Baopu Palace, no matter it is not close to Fangshi, Tuoyuan Palace, Zangshi Pavilion, Duobao Pavilion, it is not a good place to go.What is this for, there is no need to spend more words.

"Everyone in the palace said that my master lived a stable life after being accepted by the master as Baopu's disciple. Master never refuted it, but I only realized that was not the case after I became a disciple."

"Our sect's cultivation method is completely different from that in the palace. Spiritual origin masters mostly practice in an air point, where they store their own cultivation source power, and then use the origin technique as a method to communicate with the world and borrow the source power of the heaven and earth. "

"As for those of us whose sea of ​​consciousness is broken, the sea of ​​consciousness can't store the origin technique, let alone communicate with the world through the source technique. If we don't have the source of the source of the source, we will become lambs to be slaughtered. Therefore, if we want to catch up with those who are in the same realm Others, there is only one way—to turn yourself into heaven and earth."

"Others have cultivated single air pockets, but we have to cultivate full air pockets."

"When the master entered the palace back then, he had already achieved a small degree of skill. If he had a suitable source technique treasure in hand, he would be invincible in the same realm."

"Although there are countless geniuses and treasures that need to be nourished and boiled to follow our path, at that time, Master had already established a team of source seekers and made a lot of reputation. Master didn't need Yuanbao, he replaced I bought other spiritual objects, and traveled all the year round to make many friends from other races. Because there is no influence behind it, and no racial interests are involved, I can often get things that the big sects can't easily get."

"But once you enter Baopu Palace, you will get a fixed amount of resources every month. These are far from what Master needs, and some other clans who trade all year round no longer provide Master with natural materials and earth treasures. But Baopu The source technique inheritance and rich source treasure resources that are most attractive to the practitioners next to the palace are completely useless to the master."

"Master Hengyi already had six apprentices at that time, and Luo Jiang was appointed as the first apprentice early. Master's sea of ​​consciousness was broken, and master was actually not optimistic about the future of master. If it wasn't for the introduction of Master Luojiang, Master Hengyi would I will definitely not accept Master as an entry-level teacher. Naturally, I will not provide Master with all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures to nourish my body."

"Generally speaking, for Master, entering Baopu is much more comfortable and has more choices than being a lone ranger outside. But he still came."

"I have met Master's former teammates, and I have heard them talk about some past events. They don't understand Master's choice. I didn't understand it before, but after a long time, I realized that it is inevitable for Master to join Baopu."

"A person with a broken sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual sense has been tempered by the wind of the sea of ​​consciousness all year round, and the pain in it is something ordinary people can't appreciate. When I was accepted as an apprentice, the master asked me if I had any obsessions, the kind of thoughts that I can't give up even if my body is smashed to pieces. He said that if I didn't have one, he couldn't accept me."

"Master's obsession is Master Yangming. If it weren't for Master Yangming, Master might not be able to make it to this point. Chasing Master Yangming has become his instinct."

"How can people go against their instincts?"

Fang Qiling's words shocked Zhuang Yunzhou. What he said about Jingbo could be heard in Zhuang Yunzhou's ears. Could it be that he was talking about himself?

Zhuang Yunzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to hold the opponent tightly and said, "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Fang Qiling was puzzled, "Why do you apologize?"

"I'm too disappointing. I'm afraid of this and that. I swayed from side to side and made you struggle for so long." Zhuang Yunzhou couldn't imagine what he would be like if he really went all the way to the end and Qi Ling lost his thoughts. result.

Fang Qiling listened to Zhuang Yunzhou's terrified voice, and in a place he couldn't see, the corner of his mouth curled into a sly smile.Wrapping his arms around the opponent's waist, Fang Qiling held him tightly in his arms, Fang Qiling's voice was a little indifferent: "It's nothing, the worst thing is that the divine sense is annihilated by the wind, and the body dies and the dao disappears."

"!!!" Zhuang Yunzhou's heart tightened, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Qiling's smirk.

"I'm lying to you." Fang Qiling laughed heartily, "I am the most persistent person. I can spend a long, long time to get what I want slowly and little by little. If you reject me once, I will Just chase you the second time, if you reject me twice, I will chase you the third time... As long as you have never fallen in love with others, as long as you still have a slight affection for me, I will not give up."

"So, don't be afraid, I can always persevere." Fang Qiling said with a smile, "When you think that if I die, you will be distracted by someone else, even if I lie in the grave, I will crawl." from."

When Zhuang Yunzhou heard the words, he immediately said: "Then you have to remember, if you die, I will bring a new monk back the next year."

The corner of Fang Qiling's mouth froze suddenly, and he lowered his head to look at Zhuang Yunzhou, and saw that his face was full of seriousness, and he buried his head in his shoulder very weakly, full of complaints: "Yunzhou's words are really sad, shouldn't it be' Even if I die, will you miss me forever?'”

Zhuang Yunzhou stroked his hair and responded gently: "No, I will get one the next day."

Why is it still accelerating?Fang Qiling gnawed on his shoulder in dissatisfaction: "Can you say something nice? Except for the confession that day, I have never heard Yunzhou say anything about love to me, it's too shameful!"

Fang Qiling's voice sounded really aggrieved, Zhuang Yunzhou felt a little uneasy, and he wanted to answer him, but it was really not his strong point to talk about love, so after thinking for a long time, he finally pulled out a passage from his head that was very special in a period of time. The love story of fire——

He cleared his throat, pushed the person away, and spread his palms: "This is the palm."

Raise the sole of the foot: "This is the sole of the foot."

Pointing fingers flat: "You are my little sweetheart."