After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili's residence in Xuanjian Pavilion is still the small courtyard where he was a liaison envoy before.

Life seems to have returned to the days when he just came back from Sanruo Mountain. A few friends came to the courtyard to have a cup of tea and chat when they had nothing to do. The frequency has increased significantly, and the law is hard to figure out.

Everyone in Xuanjian Pavilion started to get busy, and even Sheng Jian, who had just recovered, would go out to slay demons.

But there is no shortage of people around him, Ji Wobing bluntly said that who knows if the Demon Lord will go crazy and break into Xuanjian Pavilion one day to kidnap him, so Lu Juchen, a sword spirit who does not belong to the camp of Xuanjian Pavilion, simply stayed behind. Accompany him every day to study the circle of reincarnation.

It rained for a while this morning, the fir trees in the yard were washed shiny, and the weather was getting colder and colder. If another tree was replaced, it would take a long time to clean all the fallen leaves.

It's going to be winter.

He had some secret guilt for not being able to respond to Lu Juchen's feelings. The other party ran out from Xianmeng and came all the way to look for him. As a result, he turned around and solved the misunderstanding with Sheng Jian, and the relationship quickly warmed up. It was embarrassing to think about it.

Everyone else went to clean up the demons near Xushuizhou, and there were only the two of them left in the courtyard. He thought of this again, and put down Shi Longhao in a state of confusion.

Lu Juchen was grinding the vermilion stone for him, and upon seeing this, he asked, "What's the matter, little leaf?"

Ye Zhili pondered for a moment and then said: "Nowadays the cultivation world is being hijacked by demons, and there is no manpower, and maybe no one is willing to come to Xushuizhou to help. Xuanjian Pavilion has become the most dangerous island. Pavilion Master Ji and the others live here." Nearly a hundred years, deep feelings, you don't need to stay and take risks."

After hearing the words, Lu Juchen said, "What should I do? If Huang Quan is taken away by the Demon Lord, the whole world will be destroyed. Where can I hide? Isn't Lianshan an ordinary place in the world? I won't Sitting on the alchemy mountain and waiting for others to spell out a result to passively accept.”

"You don't have to bear any burdens. I stay here not just for you. But..." Lu Juchen hesitated for a while, but still asked, "You and Shengjian, have you really decided?"

The wind of late autumn passed through the halls and alleys, and spun into the bottom of the table in the air, stirring the hem of the two people's clothes, and the bright water blue and purple collided briefly, and with the wind, they turned into two distinct long rivers.

Ye Zhili looked down at the half of the magic circle laid out on the table, and should not respond for a moment.

He told Sheng Jian to make up, but it hasn't reached that point yet.

Say no to reconciliation, it seems that he only needs to nod.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Juchen sighed helplessly: "I just changed my original shape, and Sheng Jian took advantage of the void. The timing was really coincidental."

Ye Zhili couldn't help but laugh. He seemed to have a lot of things to say that were worth saying all the way, but the words rolled in his throat for a long time, and only one sentence remained in the end: "The world is impermanent."

Decades passed in the blink of an eye, and it was rare for him to experience the first and second lifetimes. He walked around the bridge and returned to the human world. Leji Mountain and Xuanjian Pavilion are thousands of miles away. But still met Sheng Jian again.

Then they went to Sanruo Mountain together, broke into Xilai Palace at night, explored the Immortal League side by side, and even experienced a trough escape that they had never imagined.

The thin letter of He Li not only did not cut off the fate between them, but bound them more and more tightly.

It's really unpredictable.

Lu Huangchen thought about it for a while, then scratched his chin: "If I remember correctly, when you were in Xianmeng, you didn't intend to rebuild the old relationship with Sheng Jian, okay, Sheng Jian's injury is worth it, sharing weal and woe is really suitable Cultivate feelings..."

This was said casually, there was not even a ripple in the purple pupils, but Ye Zhili's heart moved, and he tasted some indescribable taste from it.

Every time he was in danger and every time he was rescued after his rebirth, Sheng Jian's figure was indeed involved, and countless details flashed in his mind, but he didn't dare to reach out to grab it.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

If you follow this line of thinking, then...

"Zhili! Pour me a glass of water! I'm exhausted!"

Before he could think about it, Xu Song's voice came from the door. Besides Xu Song, there were also Yao Wu, Banfo Sage and Sheng Jian.

Ye Zhili raised the corner of his mouth, and the moment he turned around, he recovered his usual gentleness: "Why are you here together? Where are the others?"

Xu Song waved his hand and sat down on the seat next to him: "Hei Wuchang didn't know why he went there. Wo Bing is helping the pavilion master with the paperwork. I'll be here in a while."

While he was pouring tea, Xu Song looked at the magic circle spread out on the table: "Hey, it's densely packed, don't you have a headache when you look at it all day long?"

Ye Zhili said with a smile: "It's probably like your sword repairers practice swords all day long, just get used to it, and just like it."

Xu Song nodded: "Yes."

The half-Buddha sage took a closer look: "It's a bit deep, I don't quite understand it. With this, can the dead monster enter reincarnation?"

"You also need the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle and a certain amount of yellow spring water." Ye Zhili stretched out his finger and gestured for a distance, "Write this magic circle into the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, and then put the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle into the center of the demon world. Inject Huangquan into it, and a simple reincarnation can be formed."

Yao Wu shook his fan and praised repeatedly: "Although I don't understand, it's amazing. This is reincarnation, and you actually made it happen."

Ye Zhili drank half of the water, and hurriedly put down the teacup: "Don't dare to take it for granted. The Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle can condense dead energy, and Huangquan can stabilize the soul that was originally one. I am only responsible for activating the connection between the two and The cycle is mainly due to the effects of the ancient artifacts and the Underworld itself."

Lu Juchen picked up the teacup for him again: "What's the point of being modest? The Demon Lord hasn't done it for 100 years, so it depends on you."

Xu Song followed suit and said, "That's right, otherwise the Demon Venerable will be free to plot what you are doing all day long. Fortunately, our Sword Master has the eyes of a torch, is wise and powerful, and did not let the Demon Venerable succeed all the way!"

Speaking of Sheng Jian, Ye Zhili naturally changed the subject: "How is it going outside?"

"There are more and more monsters." Sheng Jian's eyebrows were slightly lowered. "The strangest thing is that there is news from the Immortal League that the scope of the cracks in various places has changed insignificantly. I have checked that the cracks in Sanruo Mountain have expanded It's about two zhang."

Xu Song was surprised: "The crack is so big, you can see it even two feet!"

Ye Zhili believed in Sheng Jian's eyesight, and Sheng Jian said that it was enlarged by two feet, so he must be right.

But if the change in the rift is because Mozun is preparing to attack Xuanjian Pavilion and seize Huangquan, it will be contrary to their previous guess.

He wondered: "Didn't you say that the fissure wasn't made by the demon?"

Sheng Jian: "I still stick to the original view. The rift is the product of the boundary between the dead energy, the human and the demon. The Demon Lord has limited control. At least it cannot close or change the overall scope of the rift. If the rift on the Xushuizhou side becomes larger , the cracks in other places will inevitably become smaller accordingly, I will go and have a look tomorrow.”

Ye Zhili was a little worried: "The closest crack to Xushuizhou is also far away, your injury..."

The seriousness between Sheng Jian's eyebrows and eyes was all melted into this simple sentence of concern, like spring snow melting, and he slowed down his speech without hesitation in front of so many people: "It's okay, go back as soon as you go."

He paused, and then said, "Bring you with me?"

Before Ye Zhili responded, Xu Song took the lead in smirking, and cast a trembling wink at the half-Buddha sage beside him, as if his throat was stuck by a bone, and said delicately: "Half-Buddhist sage, take me Let's go to the nearest crack and take a look, and we'll go back as well."

The half-Buddhist sage was very cooperative, got up and saluted Xu Song uprightly, and then pretended to hold Xu Song's right hand affectionately: "If you don't dislike the poor monk..."

Ye Zhili's ears turned red from embarrassment, and he coughed lightly: "Pay attention to your image!"

Everyone laughed together. When he was helpless, he suddenly saw something falling out of the monk's robe following the movement of the half-Buddha saint sitting down.

It is a booklet.

Lu Juchen, who was close, kindly bent down to help pick it up: "Half-Buddha sage, your book has been lost, what is this... "Two or Three Things the Pavilion Master and the New Sharp Sword Cultivator Have to Say"?"

The air freezes.

Ye Zhili looked at the booklet in disbelief, it was exactly the same as the one he saw in the inn in the secret stronghold of Hongyun City.

Half-Buddha saints are reading something in private!

That is a half-Buddha saint!

Why did this thing appear in Xuanjian Pavilion!

Xu Song came to his senses, leaned over and grabbed the booklet and flipped through a few pages, blushing, "Half-Buddhist saint! You, you, you!"

The half-Buddha sage smiled kindly, and continued to move the rosary in his hand: "Amitabha, the pavilion master often teaches us to read more books."

Xu Song: "What kind of book are you reading! Who wrote this!"

The half-Buddha sage sold out his teammates without hesitation, and turned his attention to Yao Wu: "Amitabha."

Ye Zhili was shocked, why did Yao Wu do the same thing as Yang Hongchang!Didn't the "Ruthless Sword Master Infatuated Formation" and "He Runs, He Chases——Jian Zun Slowly Chases His Wife" that he saw at the inn were also written by Yao Wu!

The instigator lifted the folding fan in his hand upwards, covering half of his face, and sighed: "I can't help it, the finances in the pavilion are tight recently, and I'm short of money!"

Xu Song pulled out Yangfeng and rushed towards Yao Wu. Yao Wu blocked it with his folding fan, and nimbly hid behind Ji Wobing who had just entered the door: "Wobing! Help! Someone is going to cut off our Xuanjian Pavilion's fortune! "

When Ji Wobing saw the booklet in Xu Song's hand, he understood the general idea, smiled and stretched out two fingers to hold Yang Feng: "Oh, it's a special period, the harvest is not good, everyone contributes."

Xu Song: "Why don't you contribute!"

Ji Wobing took out a thick stack of booklets from the storage bag and put them on the table: "Who said I don't have any."

Or a series of books.

Xu Song put Yang Feng aside, flipped through all the brochures quickly, and cried, "Why am I the only one wearing women's clothes!"

The same hatred and hatred in Ye Zhi's heart disappeared completely.

The point is women's clothing!

When he first entered the cabinet, Xu Song was the one who tricked him by wearing women's clothes, right? !

After Xu Song finished scolding, he began to win over his allies, and he was the first to approach the person who suffered the most: "Zhili, don't you have anything to say!"

Ye Zhili hesitated for a while, glanced at Yang Feng without any trace, leaned closer to Sheng Jian, and then said: "Actually, I thought you and Master Yao were the ones..."

Everyone laughed together again, and even Sheng Jian had a faint smile in his eyes.

The cold autumn wind swayed the fir trees in the yard one after another, and the sound of howling wind was completely suppressed by someone's teasing.

Even though the war was imminent, this small courtyard was still too cheerful, the uncertainty of life and death was left behind, no one paid any attention to it, and most of the tension was bluntly diluted, as if the sky would fall without any effect.

Ye Zhili looked at Sheng Jian from the round table, and the other party just looked back. The mountains and waves surrounded by clouds and mist stopped for a moment. At the end where the bright sunlight could reach, he clearly saw the scenery that had not changed since ancient times.

May there be a present every year.

Always accompany you every year.