One Sword Nine Ya

Ye Jiuya gently kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Then take a good rest, I'll go to another room."

Chen Weichen snorted vaguely, but hugged him even tighter, as if he would not let him go.

Ye Jiuya thought for a while, and felt that this person probably still wanted to practice dual cultivation.

For a moment, he was a little uncertain, and asked in his ear: "What do you want?"

"Thinking..." Chen Weichen's voice was a little nasal, and he panted softly, much softer than usual, falling into the heart like a feather, and there was a bit of crying, as if begging, "I want you to treat me better in the future... ..."

Ye Jiuya groped for his hand in the dark, held it, and agreed, "Okay."

Chen Weichen still acted like a teenager angry, and said: "If you treat me badly again, let..."

When he said this, he thought he didn't have any elders and friends in the immortal way to rely on to vent his anger, so he didn't have anything to say.

Ye Jiuya heard that he had lost his voice, knew the reason, pressed his hand on his chest, and said slowly: "From now on, every time you feel sad, it will be a knife in my heart."

Chen Weichen let out a "huh", and finally there was some smile in his voice: "After staying in the mortal world for a month, I have learned sweet words."

Ye Jiuya was quiet for a while, then said, "If you like... I'll learn."

Chen Weichen smiled a little more: "What else can I say? Let me hear it."

Ye Jiuya recalled the short fireworks years spent in the mortal world, his thoughts flew across the sea of ​​mortals and mist, through the maze, through the streets and alleys, peaches, pears, smoke and willows, and arrived at the strange and bizarre place in the capital where the Sheng Xiao, the powder and the ink gathered. in the theater.

The strings of the pipa stopped, the sound of the yueqin stopped, and it gradually became silent.

In the darkness, he called the voice he had heard before: "Qingqing."

Qingqing.

Hearing this sentence, Chen Weichen was in a daze for a moment, as if a lifetime had passed in the blink of an eye.

"A lamp," he said, "let me see you.

Just at this time, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and a silver moon forms a hook, and it appears over the edge of the window, with a faint light shining, looking at each other from both sides, it is like a dream.

The little phoenix had already fallen asleep, its head curled up into a fat and soft ball.

Chen Weichen became playful, and poked it with his hand, but he fell into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up.

"That's great," he said with a smile, "it would be great if I was entrusted to be such a carefree little thing in my next life. Then you will raise me, and let me sleep like this on your bedside every day, poking me every now and then. Once poked, poked and woke up, I will peck your finger..."

He turned his head to look at Ye Jiuya, the moonlight was hazy, shining on this man's face, it seemed that he really had that kind of tenderness.

He stood up and kissed Ye Jiuya's lips, kissed and was pushed down again.

The next morning, Senior Brother Zheng looked at the door over there, but no one came out, so he had to knock on it.

The voice of my junior brother from inside was slightly lowered: "Please come in."

The decoration of the living room of the fairy house is not as complicated as that of the mortal world. There are no zigzags inside and outside, and the whole picture can be seen clearly when entering the door.

Senior brother Zheng stepped into the door, his junior brother was dressed neatly and had already tidied up, he turned to look at him: "Senior brother."

Brother Zheng: "Today..."

He was just about to talk to his junior brother, but he saw Chen Weichen half-opened his eyes on the bed, looking sleepy, and led his junior brother's gaze to him again.

"It's still early," Ye Jiuya said, "I should go, you go to sleep."

Chen Weichen regained consciousness, and said, "Wait... wait, come here..."

Ye Jiuya sat on the edge of the bed and moved closer.

Chen Weichen looked a little unnatural, he took out a green jade bottle from the bottom of his pillow, and applied it to Ye Jiuya's neck a few times.

The faint red marks that could not be covered by the collar quickly disappeared, and Chen Weichen put away the bottle: "...you can go."

Brother Zheng: "..."

Ye Jiuya pressed the corner of the quilt for him: "When you wake up, you can go outside to find your disciples to play."

Chen Weichen's eyes were closed again, half asleep and half awake, he let out an "um", but he didn't know if he heard it clearly.

After going out, Brother Zheng coughed after walking far away: "Brother..."

Ye Jiuya: "Huh?"

Brother Zheng was thinking about his words, but he didn't think of it for a while, then he thought that his brother has always cultivated steadily, so he shouldn't be careless, even if he has the actuality of dual cultivation, it should be to help his cultivation.

He took a good look at Ye Jiuya's cultivation.

——When I probed, I was shocked.

"What's going on?" He frowned, and his voice became more serious: "Why did your cultivation base drop so much? That Chen——"

Ye Jiuya's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "A few days ago, I moved Xu Yuan to restrain the heart demon."

It was nearly noon when Chen Weichen woke up slowly.

The little phoenix had already woken up, jumping around outside, he was very bored by himself, went down the jade tower, leaned lazily in the small pavilion by the stream, watching those young disciples practice swords.

Practicing and practicing, there are always some doubts. The disciples can't find the elder, and they are really curious about him. They come over in twos and threes, and when they come to him, they have trouble again. They don't know what to shout.

In the end, scratching his ears and scratching his head, he let out a "senior" and came out.

Chen Weichen burst out laughing, and spread his fan leisurely: "My surname is Chen, I'm not a Taoist, so I can't be a senior... just call me son."

The disciple then asked, "Does your master know how to use a sword?"

Chen Weichen nodded and said, "A little bit."

These disciples also regard the sword as their life, and they are not embarrassed when mentioning the sword. They didn't see where his sword was, so they boldly asked: "Why don't you see your sword?"

"It's bad luck, I was recognized as the master by this fan, and I don't have my own sword," he said with a smile, "but sometimes I use folding bamboo."

The disciples who had been guessing and commenting the night before looked at each other, and even used the pavilion master's folding bamboo sword - this Taoist couple's name is well established!

Disciples, you asked me a question.

"Mr. Chen, which faction do you use your sword with?"

——"There is no way, no school, just practice."

"Won't the Pavilion Master teach you?"

Chen Weichen raised his eyebrows at the little disciple: "He loves me and knows I'm lazy."

The disciples roared and booed: "Why doesn't the pavilion master love us too!"

Chen Weichen didn't speak, just smiled and shook his fan.

The young disciples classified him as "one of our own" and saw that he was amiable, good-looking, and about the same age as himself, and they got to know each other after a while, and finally he was a disciple who looked like a big brother, and they drove him back to practice swords The place where he said: "Tomorrow we will have a sword debate with the South China Sea sword platform, so I haven't studied hard yet."

The disciples also looked a little nervous. They began to study the sword seriously, but they frowned when they ran into the previous confusion again.

"Tianshu governs Qi, time will lag, turn to Sirius." Chen Weichen's voice was heard in the pavilion.

The disciple thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

Another disciple was trapped.

"The swordsman is strong," Chen Weichen pointed slowly, "It's not because the sword moves are wrong, but because the momentum is insufficient, and there is no way to continue. Your moves are so soft, you should go to Shaoshan Yuhuanghou's door to dance silk."

"Excess rigidity is easy to break," he said to another disciple, "Without sword qi and sword intent, don't easily imitate your pavilion master's sword moves."

The disciples were all sincerely learning swordsmanship, and they were naturally overjoyed when they got a point of confusion. After a round of swordsmanship practice, they gathered around to talk to him—only then did they realize that this person's path to swordsmanship is definitely not as "casual" as he said. Practice," and naturally talked about the matter of discussing swords.

Chen Weichen asked: "Are you ready?"

The disciple said: "I don't know what the sword platform is like..."

"You two schools have always been hard to tell the winner."

"If you lose, wouldn't it be—"

"Don't be afraid," Chen Weichen said, "Discussing the sword and the law is for you to learn from others, discern the way, prove yourself against yourself, and improve your cultivation. The outcome is the end."

The disciples were still a little uneasy.

"A swordsman, if you don't even believe in your own swordsmanship...huh?" Chen Weichen smiled.

After some words, the disciples got out of the maze, and each of them became more energetic, and went to practice swords again.

Chen Weichen watched from the side, suddenly a piece of red maple fell from the branch, and landed on his desk, he looked interesting, picked up a pen to write some words, put the leaves in the stream, the red leaves fluttered away with the water .

He gradually became tired again, resting his stomach on one hand, and slowly fell asleep.

When Ye Jiuya came back, he first went to see his own disciples, and after correcting them, a disciple who was usually lively gave him a wink and pointed to the side.

There is a small pavilion hidden by the red maple, and someone in the pavilion is sleeping quietly.

The autumn wind has turned cold, so naturally I still have to sleep in my room.

Chen Weichen's hair was originally pulled up at will, but when he was picked up horizontally, the jade belt slipped off the ground, and his long hair like snow fell down. It was difficult to find another black hair.

That face was extremely quiet, and it was set off by white hair, frail and frightening, it didn't look like a stranger.

Ye Jiuya was stunned for a moment, and only when he saw the slight rise and fall of his chest did he come back to his senses.

He knew that this deep sleep was also related to being hurt by his own breath, so after putting him on the bed, he didn't stay in the room.

In the grand hall of Yuntai, Wan Tengfu threw a row of jade cups with a flick of his sleeves: "Destroy yourself!"

His voice was full of anger: "Ye Jiuya! You insist on fighting against the demons in your heart, how can you reverse the cycle of destiny! Lu Lanshan didn't say a word, and let it go, and the others were also greedy for life and afraid of death. Hu, immediately step forward to flatter, regard that talisman as the most precious treasure, and take it as the old man's words are sensational!"

"What is the guilt of the dead! God wants people to die for it, even if it drags on for a year or so, it will eventually be—"

He paced back and forth: "Disciple of Tianyan, follow me back to the mountain immediately, and never ask them anything about immortality!"

As he was speaking, he looked up to the outside, and saw that the sky was filled with darkness and things were coming, like dark clouds overwhelming the city.

He frowned and looked carefully, "haha" sneered: "I want to see if you can keep this fairy way!"

On that day, more than ten thousand heart demons besieged Fuyaotai. Looking down from the highest point of Fuyao Mountain, all you could see was the black sea.

People gathered in a hurry on the cloud platform, and those who were not mentally strong had their own demons corresponding to them far away before being attacked by other demons, and their minds were insane.

First, the princes rose up in the sky to defend the cloud platform, and then the elites of various sects filled the gap.

The heart demon Ling Tian shrieked sharply, covering the sky and covering the sun like a flock of crows.

"Why did these things come here together!" Lu Hongyan slashed with her sword, cutting off dozens of heart demons in half. "The entire fairyland is almost in Fuyaotai now. If something happens—what is directing them!"

Mr. Lanshan came back to help from behind, and the flying lightsaber changed a lot. He joined forces with Ye Jiuya to clear the Baizhang open space: "Brother Ye, what should we do now?"

"North-North Sword and Qingjing Guan come out of the elite palace, and the rest of the sects retreat," Ye Jiuya said calmly, "Seven hundred miles away, retreat to Huandang Mountain."

"Okay," Mr. Lanshan raised his sword array, and the sword energy stretched into a wall, temporarily blocked, "connecting the way of heaven on the Huandang Mountain may be able to overcome the demons in the heart, but—who will open the gate of heaven? The road to heaven will never return— —”

Ye Jiuya said lightly, "Me."

There was a long cry of the phoenix, the sound of the flute pierced the air, and Xing Qiu's magic cultivation techniques spread all over the sky.

"I'll help you," he said, "Kong Ming is also here."

"Thank you," Mr. Lanshan nodded, and said to Lu Hongyan, "Mr. Yanlong, you and Master Kongshan will lead the rest of the sects to retreat to Huandang Mountain."

Lu Hongyan nodded, and the red shadow flew away.

Half a moment later, the golden lotus filled the sky, and it was Kongming who arrived.

"The dust is in the Jade Tower." Ye Jiuya said.

Xing Qiu immediately understood that he jumped up from Huangniao's back and stayed on the battlefield to fight fiercely with the inner demons, while Huangniao spread his wings and swooped down towards the jade tower to bring people over.

"Brother Ye, after all, Mr. Chen is not of my race," Mr. Lan Shan frowned, "Which side is he in the current situation, it is really doubtful..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phoenix over there let out a high-pitched cry, with an anxious voice.

Xing Qiu's expression suddenly changed: "No one was found?"