[Comprehensive] My father's name is Sanriyue

The author has something to say: If you have never played Mengjianji, take a look: Guiyijian is a character in Mengjianji, and Mengjianji is a card game. All card characters are divided into four attributes: yin and yang, rigidity and softness. Yin overcomes softness, yang overcomes yin, rigidity overcomes yang, softness overcomes rigidity.Guiyi is Yinka, his unique skill, he can quickly accumulate anger (also can be understood as energy) to amplify lore, lore can generally clear all monsters, he is known as a gangster who does whatever he wants, beats people regardless of attributes, even if Ben who is restrained by attributes can also play, and the true son of Mengjianji.But Gui Yi's character is very restrained and gentle, which can be said to be the complete opposite of his moves.His passive skill is very interesting, it's called "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top", the top card in Mengjianji is born with five flowers, and the three flowers are the same as the r card in Onmyoji.Qiu Shuijian is his senior brother, and his attribute is just. If you are interested, you can find the game information.

There are also some basic spiritual arts tutorials in the materials given by Fox. Mi Mi started to learn according to the tutorials. Ling Xiao watched from the side, and occasionally reminded Mi Mi when he was out of order. It can make Mi Mi Mao suddenly realize.

Mi Mi, who only realized after being reminded by Ling Xiao, couldn't help asking him: "Ling Xiao, do you know how to perform spiritual arts?"

"One method is mastered, and all methods are mastered. Master Taixuan is also very good at spells, but Master Taixuan prefers to fight with a sword rather than chanting mantras." Recalling the master's Ling Xiao's expression was very gentle, he Staring at his own body, he seems to have seen the past, that distant past. After the master got him, he found that he had spiritual wisdom. He foolishly called the master's father, and refused to change after repeated admonitions. The master had no choice but to let him go.It wasn't until he successfully transformed into a human body that he often left his body and ran around, seeing many things, that he changed his mouth.

Ling Xiao came back to his senses and found that Mi Mi looked a little regretful. He was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said: "My lord, I don't mind."

"Well, let's continue then."

Foxosuke lay on the small cushion scratched by it, silently yawned for the seventh time.

Smashing his mouth lightly, Foxosuke arched his head against the cushion, trying to find a comfortable sleeping position on the small cushion.

Mi Mi stretched her waist, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Fox's pitiful sleeping position with her limbs curled up, covered her mouth and yawned cautiously.

"It's so late if I didn't pay attention, it's my fault." Ling Xiao noticed the time that Fox Nosuke deliberately projected, and suddenly regretted it.

"My lord, go to sleep if you are sleepy, I will take care of you." Ling Xiao closed the book in his hand.

"How can I blame you?" Mi Mi shook her head and stood up to make the bed.

The furnishings in this room are very simple, just a bed, two cabinets, a dresser and a table.

The bed had already been made, and Mi Mi was there to get the mattress and quilt for Ling Xiao to cover.

"It's fine if I come, my lord, go to rest." Ling Xiao stopped Mi Mi who was about to make his bed, and urged her to go to rest.

"Okay then." As soon as she relaxes, she loses energy. Mi Mi's mind is like a mess now. She always brushes her teeth and washes her face before going to bed, and now she is sleepy to death. Ling Xiao helped her to the bed, kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep directly.

Ling Xiao covered her with a quilt gently, then put the quilt that Mi Mi took out back into the cabinet, cleaned the table, folded the quilt a few times and spread it on the table, and put Foxnosuke on it.

The sleepy little fox struggled to open its eyelids, Ling Xiao smoothed its fur from head to tail a few times, and the little fox gave up resisting and fell asleep.

After doing all this, Ling Xiao leaned against the corner of the wall and meditated, put his body across his legs, closed his eyes and meditated.

A familiar white mist rose in front of his eyes, Ling Xiao left behind a trace of consciousness to guard Mi Mi, and entered the dreamland.

The mountain gate is majestic, and the stone steps are paved from the foot of the mountain to the front of the mountain gate, surrounded by clouds and mist all the way, like entering a fairyland.

Birds singing in the clear sky, green trees and white stones, it is a peaceful scene.

I haven't seen him for a long time, Ling Xiao sighed slightly in his heart, he followed the memory of the past, walked into the mountain gate, climbed up the steps, and went straight to the Yanwu stage.

From a distance, he saw a purple figure standing with a sword in his hand, and the mountain wind blew his clothes, and his golden braids moved with the wind.

"Long time no see, how are you all?" Ling Xiao stepped onto the martial arts stage.

"Everything is as usual." Guiyi turned to look at Ling Xiao, his purple eyes were gentle and peaceful.

Quanzhen Sect is one of the famous schools of martial arts in the world. Gui Yijian, the teacher in charge, has a very high level of martial arts. Gui Yijian is introverted and forbearing. He is gentle and polite to others, but he is extremely strict with himself. Never slack off.

"How about drinking tea?" Gui Yi stretched out his hand toward Ling Xiao.

"Very good." Ling Xiao stepped forward to walk side by side with him, and readily agreed.

In a small pavilion on the top of the mountain, Ling Xiao and Gui Yi sat facing each other. Gui Yi offered tea, but Ling Xiao took it without drinking.

Guiyi doesn't care about these things, and now he wants to know what happened to Ling Xiao during this time.

"It's been a long time since I met you in my dream. Could it be that my prediction made a mistake?" Guiyi can predict the future with the strange stone of sky fire, and he has never made a mistake.

So Ling Xiao asked Gui Yi to help him foresee where his father was, and then left this place.

After that, Ling Xiao often asked him to help correct the direction in his dreams, but suddenly there was no news three years ago, and Gui Yi was very worried.

"It's not because of you." Ling Xiao shook his head, "I found the place where my father is, but before I entered that world, I didn't control my power well, strayed into the ghost way, and was trapped in the ghost way for a long time, so I couldn't dream and contact you That's all."

"But because of this, I know the whereabouts of my father. I was taken out of the ghost realm before, and it is only a matter of time before I find my father."

"Fellow Daoist Ling, have you ever been injured?" Gui Yi swallowed the words that came out of his mouth, and looked at Ling Xiao with concern.

Those purple eyes seemed to contain a river of stars, dotted with twinkling stars, which was soul-stirring.Gui Yijian was naturally handsome, but his eyes were particularly moving. When he looked at a person seriously, his eyes were full of that person's figure.

"I'm fine." Ling Xiao replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your concern." Ling Xiao thanked.

"... Between you and me, there is no need to be polite." Gui Yi was silent for a moment and shook his head.

The golden hair covered his left eye, and he lowered his eyes, the purple Milky Way gradually gloomy.

"Knowing that you are well, I am relieved."

Ling Xiao didn't hear Gui Yi's implication, he picked up the teacup, frowned and drank the tea.

"As always, it's bitter, why can't you sweeten the tea in your dreams?" Ling Xiao doesn't like tea, and never drinks it unless necessary.

But in front of Guiyi, regardless of reality or dream, as long as Guiyi serves tea, Ling Xiao will definitely take a sip.

Hearing the words, Guiyi smiled helplessly: "Tea is like the way of martial arts, bitterness comes first, sweetness comes later, so is life..."

Gui Yi hesitated to speak, seeing Ling Xiao put down the teacup, the tea in the cup was only a little shallow.

He sighed softly: "This is the Maorong in the mountains that I found in the book. It has a sweeter aftertaste than other teas. I thought you might like it."

Ling Xiao froze, he picked up the cup and took another sip, frowned carefully, and stretched his brows after a while: "It's really sweet."

Guiyi was delighted in his heart, drinking tea in a disguised way, the sweetness lingered on the tip of his tongue for a long time.

"By the way, fellow daoist, why did you change your clothes?" In the past, Ling Xiao was dressed in a blue dress, which carefully outlined his slender limbs and waist, with a high ponytail, chic and coquettish, and at most he wore a light-colored loose robe , with a jade crown to tie her hair, adding a bit of gentleness and elegance.

Today he is dressed in white, the style is different from that of the Central Plains, and he wears a lotus crown on his head. Although his demeanor is better than before, it makes people feel aloof - difficult to get close to.

"Is it suitable?" Ling Xiao asked first, and Gui Yi naturally praised: "Very suitable."

Ling Xiao stood up, stroking the wide sleeves, his movements seemed natural, and the smile on his handsome face deepened: "This is the clothes my father is wearing. I changed the colors and patterns."

Gui Yi paused, a little brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he thought about it: "You found your father?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "I just found out who my father is."

He asked again: "How do you say this?"

Ling Xiao pursed his lips: "My father's name is Sanri Yuezong. Sanri Yuezong is one of the gods in that world."

Guiyi quietly listened to Ling Xiao's narration.

"There is a kind of monster in that world, called the time retrograde army. They try to travel through time, change the established history, and overthrow the world. The government of time was established to protect history, just like the secular court. The government of time and the sword Fusangshen born in the middle of the war signed a contract, and Fusangshen bestowed his soul on the 'God Judges' under the Government of Time to travel through time and space, fight against the time-traveling army, and protect history."

"Fusangshen has a different meaning from our sword spirit and sword spirit. It doesn't take a hundred years for utensils to be discarded, and they will turn into Fusangshen. They are regarded as gods. Every sword and Fusangshen has countless divisions, and the gods Each of us has dozens of swords and Fusangshen's spirits. Sanriyue Zongjin has sent down countless spirits, but the Sanriyue Zongjin led by different god judges is also different."

"My father is not the near deity of Sanri Yuezong who is a god, but one of the countless spirits."

"When I was trapped in the ghost way, I saw many Sanri Yuezong near, and knew the identity of my father, but I have never seen my father." Ling Xiao said here, with a sad expression.

"However, although there are countless souls of the Three-Sun Moon Sect in the world, I will definitely find my father! I have found so many worlds, and this is the last step. I will not give up." Without waiting for Guiyi to comfort him, Ling Xiao lifted his spirits.

Looking at the radiant Ling Xiao, Gui Yi smiled helplessly, and was about to speak when he saw Ling Xiao's expression suddenly changed, and he disappeared before he could say goodbye to him.

He was the only one left in the pavilion. If it wasn't for the lack of tea in the opposite cup, Ling Xiao seemed to be a phantom he imagined.

However, this is just an illusory dream.

Guiyi stood up, put his hands on his forehead, frowned and clenched his teeth, with an expression of uneasiness and panic, struggling for a moment, the dream turned into dust and dissipated, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"Junior brother? Junior brother?" Returning his mind, Guiyi opened his eyes, Qiu Shuijian stood beside him and asked with concern: "Junior brother, what did you foresee?"

He was still holding the strange stone of skyfire in his hand, and upon realizing this, Guiyi recalled that he had meditated and fell into samadhi.

"I didn't foresee it, it's just that my old friend came to visit, and I fell in love for a while." Faced with the concern in his senior brother's eyes, Guiyi said guiltily.

Qiu Shui understood and didn't ask any further questions, but just looked at him thoughtfully.

"Brother, I'm going to deal with the academic affairs first." Qiu Shui's eyes could see through people's hearts, and it was rare for Gui Yi to stand up in a panic, and left the quiet room without waiting for Qiu Shui's answer.

Qiu Shui blinked his eyes, smiled lightly, returned to the futon and continued to meditate.