Big brother after amnesia

Yan Jin couldn't feel the opponent's cultivation.

But the kind of aura he gives people is very similar to the cultivation base of the Mahayana period.

Just like the ancestor.

Although the patriarch restrained his mahayana coercion in front of Yan Jin back then, the aura and demeanor of the Mahayana period that had been practiced for many years could not be concealed.

Speaking of this person, Jin felt the same feeling as the grandfather of the Gu family.

But the difference from the old ancestor is...

Yan Jin didn't feel any pressure at all.

As long as Yan Jin faces someone with a higher cultivation base than him, he will feel a little bit of oppression more or less.

Such as Ling Wei and Qing Xu.

No matter how kind they are to Yan Jin, there is still a sense of oppression.

This is the natural suppression of high to low cultivation.

But this person didn't.

It was as if he was a person without cultivation in front of Yan Jin.

This made Yan Jin a little curious about him.

The other party didn't seem to mind Yan Jin's scrutiny at all, and he asked Xiao Er to serve a pot of snow tea.

After the tea came, he poured himself a bowl slowly.

The other party's self-cultivation can be seen to be very good.

Just the act of pouring tea gives people a pleasing feeling.

The two sat there quietly, neither of them spoke.

It wasn't until the fireworks started to bloom in the sky that the whole city was illuminated, and the other party said slowly: "It's pretty beautiful."

Yan Jin let out an 'hmm'.

"Do you like it?" asked the other party.

Yan Jin picked up the wine cup on the table and said calmly, "It's okay."

The other party laughed.

In the next second, Yan Jin's wine glass was taken away by the opponent with spiritual power.

Yan Jin frowned.

Before he could speak, the other party pushed the tea in front of him to Yan Jin's side with spiritual power, and said, "Stop drinking, it will hurt your health, drink some tea."

A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Jin's eyes.

He looked at each other.

Then he saw the man take out a snack from his arms, handed it to Yan Jin and said warmly: "This is a small square cake from Penglai in the East China Sea. I think you will like it."

"Friend Daoist...?" Yan Jin was momentarily confused.

The other party didn't mean to explain.

Yan Jin took a look at the other party, and somehow finally opened the pastry.

He picked up a piece and took a nibble.

The square cake melts in the mouth, a little sweet, but not greasy.

Unexpectedly, it suits Yan Jin's taste.

"How?" said the other party.

"It's delicious, thank you fellow daoist for the gift." Yan Jin replied.

As if influenced by the pastry, Yan Jin's mood was not so depressed.

It got a little better.

The other party smiled slightly: "That's good."

With the pastry as a bridge, Yan Jin chatted with that person for a while.Just chat about light topics.

For example, these beautiful lanterns in front of you.

For example, those couples who are setting off lanterns with their beloved ones.

"If you were asked to give up all your cultivation and live an ordinary life with your lover for only a hundred years, would you be willing?" the other party suddenly asked.

Yan Jin paused.

After a long while, he smiled wryly and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" The other party was very curious about Yan Jin's answer.

Yan Jin put down the tea bowl in his hand, and said: "People's hearts are changeable." Maybe you are willing to put down everything to pursue what you want, but in the end you may find that it may not be what you imagined.

The other party suddenly smiled heartily.

His voice was weak and complicated, and he said slowly: "Yes, people's hearts are changeable."

While the two were talking, several male and female cultivators also dressed in white came over.

Interestingly, they were also all masked.

They came to Yan Jin's side, cupped their hands at the monk who was talking to Yan Jin, and said, "Palace Master."

Palace lord?

Yan Jin's eyes moved slightly.

He glanced at the fellow daoist in white who covered his face, and suddenly thought of something.

Could it be... East China Sea Penglai Palace?

Penglai is a hermitage with little contact with the outside world.

He once heard that people in Penglai Palace covered their faces from birth, and both men and women in Penglai Palace wore white shirts.

Fairy fluttering.

It makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.

The residence of Penglai in the East China Sea is at the junction of the cultivation world and the demon world, helping the cultivation world to guard the demon world.

In addition, Penglai Palace saved lives and healed the wounded.

The number of people who have sacrificed for the common people in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years is unknown.

Therefore, it has a high status in the comprehension world.

"Let's go down first, I'll chat with this little fellow Taoist." The owner of Penglai Palace said slightly.

"Yes, Palace Master."

After those people finished speaking, they withdrew.

The atmosphere is somewhat quiet.

Yan Jin didn't know whether he should ask, but in the end he thought that since the other party had nothing to say, he should pretend that he didn't know the other party's identity.

He really didn't expect that the other party would be the owner of Penglai Palace.

It is said that the previous palace lords would not step out of Penglai.

I don't know what's going on with this one.

And when Yan Jin was distracted, the monks at the next table started chatting again.

"As far as I know, those elders in Wanjian Mountain died in a miserable state, as if they were killed by a demon cultivator. But such a powerful demon cultivator is at least at the level of a demon lord, right? Why haven't you heard anything from Penglai?"

"The demon world is vast, and there are times when Penglai doesn't notice it for a while."

"Oh, but I heard that this once-in-a-century Dabi Penglai will also come." The monk said mysteriously.

"It should be invited by Wan Jianshan."

"It's not like I haven't invited people before, but Penglai has never sent anyone here. It seems that this time the status of the demon cultivator is unusual, so Penglai came here in person."

Yan Jin listened to the conversation next door, his expression unchanged.

On the contrary, the unrestrained and gentle Palace Master of Penglai was Yi Ning, as if he knew something inside.

He looked up at Ban Yue, and a sigh flashed across his eyes.

It seems... Feng Yan has already made a move.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Yan Jin, Yan Jin had withdrawn his mind at that time, and continued to drink tea and eat snacks calmly.

As if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

The corners of his eyes and brows are indifferent.

It's like a lake with no waves, quiet but no one can ignore his existence.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going to Wanjian Mountain?" Palace Master Penglai asked.

"Yes."

Palace Master Penglai smiled lightly, and then said: "I wonder if I have the honor to walk with fellow Taoists?"

Yan Jin couldn't help looking at the other party when he heard the words.

Palace Master Penglai's eyes were calm, and after Yan Jin looked at it for a while, he withdrew his mind and said, "I'm used to being alone, I'm afraid it will cause inconvenience to Your Excellency."

"It's okay."

Seeing that the other party said so, Yan Jin had no choice but to say: "Then I will bother you."

The Lord of the Penglai Palace smiled.

He loves to laugh.

And the voice of laughing is very pleasant, like a spring breeze.

It makes people feel unhappy when they listen to it.

The Lantern Festival is still going on.

There are all kinds of beautiful fireworks on the dark night, Yan Jin looked at it but was suddenly distracted by something.

It was a seller of steamed buns.

There happened to be a pair of Taoists who had just bought a drawer and were feeding each other while laughing and talking.

In Yan Jin's mind, the figure of Duan Qi also appeared.

This made Yan Jin's heart ache.

He withdrew his eyes and stopped looking there.

But he didn't look at it, but the scent came to his nostrils one after another, and it was getting closer and closer.

It's as close as it is close at hand.

This made Yan Jin feel something was wrong.After he came back to look, he was surprised to find that there was a drawer of Xiaolongbao wrapped in oiled paper in front of his desk.

"You..." Yan Jin looked at Palace Master Penglai.

Palace Master Penglai also had a copy in his hand. He pinched it with his fingers and asked curiously, "Is this a dessert with stuffing?"

Seeing his eyes, Yan Jin somehow wanted to laugh.

He sighed, "This is Xiaolongbao."

"Oh?"

Yan Jin picked up a steamed bun and said, "Thank you."

The Lord of Penglai Palace said with a smile, "You're welcome, I saw you keep looking at that place, you must want to eat it. Maybe it tastes good, so I want to try it too."

Strange to say.

The other party is obviously a Mahayana person.

In terms of status, he should belong to his grandfather's generation, but Yan Jin was able to chat with the other party so naturally.

There is no limitation of identity at all.

And after Palace Master Penglai finished speaking, he ate one.

After eating, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It's really delicious food. I've never eaten such delicious food."

His tone was exaggerated.

It was so exaggerated that Yan Jin couldn't help being amused.

And it wasn't until Yan Jin really laughed out loud that he realized something was wrong.

He glanced at the other party, and as expected, the other party's eyes were smiling, and he deliberately made himself laugh.

"you……"

Yan Jin paused, and then continued: "I have never met Your Excellency, Your Excellency...why?"

Palace Master Penglai put the oil-paper bag in his hand on the dining table, and said with a smile: "Because the little fellow Daoist is in a bad mood, and today I happen to be in a low mood, and two people who are in a low mood always want to find something happy. "

Yan Jin's eyelashes moved slightly, and finally said: "Thank you."

"It's okay, I'm also making myself happy."

Yan Jin laughed out loud when he heard this.

Seeing Yan Jin smile, the smile in the eyes of Palace Master Penglai suddenly became stronger.

The two continued to chat after that.

Yan Jin chatted with him more and more speculatively.Although the Lord of the Penglai Palace had never been out of the Penglai Palace and did not know much about the cultivation world, the two had unexpectedly similar views on things.

Even interests are the same.

This kind of confidant feeling as if he had found another self made Yan Jin gradually come out of that kind of pain.

He chatted a lot with each other.

The mood is becoming more and more open.

At the end of the chat, the tea stall was also closed, Yan Jin and the other party had no choice but to get up and leave regretfully.

But they didn't stop chatting on the way.

On the way, the owner of Penglai Palace bought some snacks.

Unexpectedly, these snacks are the kind that Yan Jin likes to eat the most, but he basically doesn't buy them.

The people from Penglai Palace followed behind.

When they finally arrived at the inn where they were going to stay tonight, Palace Master Penglai asked Yan Jin to stay in the room next to him, and said, "Young fellow Daoist, take a good rest today and leave tomorrow."

Yan Jin hesitated to speak.

The rent just now was paid by Palace Master Penglai, but Yan Jin has no habit of asking others to pay for the Lingshi for him.

He wanted to return the spirit stone to the other party.

But after thinking about it, the other party might not be short of this Lingshi.

If he really said it, he would lose the other party's face, so he had no choice but to say: "Thank you, Your Excellency."

The opponent shook his head.

And before entering the room, he put some snacks in Yan Jin's hand, and said: "I asked someone to buy these, and I won't be able to eat such delicacies after I leave here."

Yan Jin was slightly stunned.

Palace Master Penglai looked into Yan Jin's eyes, and said, "Be nice to yourself."