Teachers all over the world [Transmigration Book]

System: [... His heart?what do you mean? 】

[Mind reading can only read the feelings of a certain period of time in the past or present, or answer a certain question. 】The system said, 【Smile, you need to clarify your request. 】

Jiang Yanxiao was silent for a long time. He wanted to say that he wanted to know how the master thought of him.The words came to his lips, but they circled around and swallowed them back.

He said to the system: [I want to go back to the time when Shizun was young, and experience his feeling of staying alone in the upper real world. 】

I want to know, is Master really lonely and afraid of the cold...

I want to know why that white-clothed boy insisted on sticking to the Shangzhen Realm day after day and year after year, and refused to go out?

As for how Master sees him...Jiang Yanxiao doesn't want to admit that he is cowardly.

He had an answer in his heart, after all he was Taiwei Qingzun's only disciple, and he knew better than anyone else how Master had treated him in the past three months.But precisely because of this, he became timid instead.The more I know how good Master is to me, the more I feel that I have failed him and felt sorry for him.

Still don't know...

Jiang Yan asked the system with a smile: [What should I do? 】

The system told him a spell: [Just touch any part of the body of the person to be spelled, and cooperate with the spell to use mind reading. 】

System: [Smile, are you sure? 】

[Well,] Jiang Yan said with a smile, [Anyway, there are still two chances, this time, let's use it here. 】

Although...the second and third times probably won't have a chance to be used.

Although, we may not be able to meet each other in the future...

When Jiang Yanxiao talked with the system, he was standing next to Li Xuanqing.After confirming with the system how to use it, Jiang Yan thought about it with a smile, lifted Li Xuanqing up, and put him on the bed.

He adjusted Li Xuanqing to a sleeping position lying flat, while silently chanting mantras.Then unfold the thin quilt to cover Li Xuanqing's body, and help him tuck the corners of the quilt.

The moment his hands left, more than a dozen pictures flooded into Jiang Yanxiao's mind:

It was a little white-clothed boy dancing a sword in the snow, his hands were red from the cold, and his body was shaking slightly.

I saw a blooming flower in the Vientiane Realm. As soon as my fingers touched the petals, the whole plant was frozen, and the petals withered one by one.

It was the first time I saw Li Xuanyu, a radish, and I was overjoyed but unable to express it. With a straight face, I said to Li Xuanyu: "... Junior Brother?"

It was the two lines of tears that the master knelt in front of the tomb when his soul was scattered.

It is also a sword of Frost and Cold Fourteen Continents, bloodbathed the demon world to avenge the ancestor.

……

Later, the world was at peace, and Li Xuanyu didn't want to be trapped in Yunfu Mountain anymore, and went out for travel.He watched Li Xuanyu's leaving back and stood in the wind and snow for a long time.

Master, Junior Brother, Enemy, Apprentice... Maybe it was a coincidence, or it was a predestined destiny, the people around Li Xuanqing came and went, each of them made a mark in his life, and then disappeared.

All the pictures flashed quickly, and finally froze on one scene:

At the exit of Yunfu Mountain, three-year-old Li Xuanqing watched his master leave.

【Master, it's cold here, I want to go out...】

At that time, Li Xuanqing could not hide his emotions, wrinkled his face, and begged his master with teary eyes.

【not now. 】The master turned his head on the Taiwei sword, and gave him a comforting smile, 【Qing'er, your three souls are inseparable.If you step out of Yunfu Mountain, your life will be in danger. 】

[Practice the sword well, and when you condense the sword soul, you can go out of the mountain. 】

……

It seems like years have passed, and it seems like only a second has passed.All the pictures freeze and turn into snowflakes, blurring in the field of vision.

Jiang Yanxiao's hands stopped.After a long time, he pulled away his hand and looked at Li Xuanqing.

[System, I want to do a few last things. 】Jiang Yanxiao said softly,【Leave when you're done. 】

Three hours later, Jiang Yanxiao left the stone house.

Except for the sapphire blue robe and floating sword that Li Xuanqing gave him, Jiang Yanxiao didn't take anything with him.Clothes have to be worn, but the sword has already recognized its owner, and it will follow wherever Jiang Yanxiao goes.Jiang Yanxiao was worried that even if he changed his identity and appearance, as long as his soul remained unchanged, the sword would be able to recognize him.If he stays in Yunfu Mountain forcibly, he will personally lead Li Xuanqing to catch the rebels and become the most effective pointer.

Jiang Yanxiao had no choice but to take the Floating Sword with him for the time being, and wait until the task was finally completed before trying to find a way to send the sword back to the Vientiane Realm.

He Yujian went to the ice pond and touched a string of red heads, but he didn't specifically say goodbye to Xiaobai, he just picked up a feather from the snowy field where cranes often appeared and put it in his bosom, just in case. needs.

Midnight is about to pass, and everything is silent.Jiang Yanxiao stood at the exit of Yunfu Mountain, taking one last look at the hazy and towering snow peak in the distance.

[Let's go, smile. 】

【……Um. 】

*

Li Xuanqing had never slept so deeply. It seemed that his whole body had fallen to the bottom of the sea, his consciousness was separated from his body, he couldn't tell the cycle of day and night, and he couldn't feel the passage of time.

It wasn't until a familiar Qingming sound came from my ear that a beam of light appeared before my eyes, breaking through the dead darkness.

Li Xuanqing moved his fingers slightly, and his first reaction was not to open his eyes, nor to get out of bed, but lightly pulled out from his sleeve, and took out a box carved from white jade.

This box is about three feet long and one inch wide, just matching the size of the sword.The whole body is white and full of aura, and it is carved from a whole piece of spiritual jade. It is heavy when weighed, but it looks very delicate and light.

Li Xuanqing opened his eyes. At the same time, he touched the lid of the box lightly with his fingers, and the box opened, revealing two identical long swords.

The long swords are placed side by side in the box, each of which is inlaid with a piece of ice glass the size of a goose egg under the hilt, dazzling and ingenious, like two stars plucked from the sky.

Li Xuanqing stared at it for a while, and gradually woke up from the dream.

With a slight frown between his brows, Li Xuanqing moved his fingers, closed the box again, and put the treasure box into the Qiankun bag.Then he lifted the quilt, sat up, and was arranging his robe, his eyes froze.

Li Xuanqing walked quickly to the stone table and picked up a letter on the table.

It is not accurate to say that it is a letter, it is just a simple piece of letter paper with a few lines of handwriting on it, it can be seen that the writer tried his best to write the words neatly, but unfortunately the level is limited, it will only make people understand——

Master, when you read this letter, I should have already left.

I'm sorry, there are things I haven't done in the world of mortals, I can't let go, I have to leave first.

Being able to be your apprentice is the greatest luck in my life.It's a pity that the fortune is poor and the fate is shallow. I can only stay in Shangzhen Realm for three months, and I can only accompany you for three months.

From the moment I made up my mind to leave, I knew I was not worthy to be your apprentice anymore.

I will find a chance to return the Floating Sword, please don't look for me, forget my existence.

Sorry to disappoint you.

……

Li Xuanqing had always been able to see ten lines at a glance, but now looking at this letter, he seemed to be unable to understand what was written in the letter, staring at each word intently, his face getting paler and paler.

The ink seeped through the back of the paper, leaving a gray mark on the stone table.It is easy to see that the letters on this letter paper were written with light force at the beginning, but the more force they wrote in the later period, the paper was torn.

Li Xuanqing read more and more slowly.When I read the last inscription "Jiang Yanxiao", the veins on the back of my hands and forehead were bulging, and my face was even more papery.

His arms trembled, and even the letter paper trembled.Li Xuanqing couldn't read clearly what was written on the letter, so he came to the door in a flash.

Squeak.

He opened the door and opened his eyes wide-

I don't know when, the open snow field at the door was full of snowmen.These snowmen are big and small, in different shapes, but they are all smiling, naive and especially cute.

The curved leaves are their eyes, and the shredded carrots are their lips.These snowmen stood shoulder to shoulder, foot to foot, forming a dense circle, all facing Li Xuanqing, showing him a bright smile.

Xiaobai didn't know what happened, but when he saw the wonderful scene in front of Li Xuanqing's house, he flapped his wings and flew around the roof singing happily.

Li Xuanqing took a staggering step forward, raised his hand to support the tree trunk in front of him, and couldn't breathe for a while.

——There are no trees here, only a bare stake.

Because of Jiang Yanxiao's learning of the sword, the dead wood can be in spring, and a small green bud was pulled out half a month ago.Today, Xiaoya turned into a big tree in the sky overnight, standing in front of the stone house, like a silent patron saint.

Blood streaked up his eyeballs, and Li Xuanqing's eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.The cold wind was blowing, making the branches and leaves tremble.He looked up at the dense canopy above his head, and the icicles between his brows turned red.

"Jiang, Yan, laugh."

Li Xuanqing's throat was sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.