After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

Zhou Feng: I am Piandian Zangjiao;

Xuan Zhe, who has no dreams all day long and sleeps very well, lives in this small world very comfortably, so comfortable that he can't remember the purpose of coming here.

In the past, he practiced immortality and bigu, and never tasted the fireworks in the world. Now Xuanzhe lives in Zhou Feng's side hall, following his master's taste, he also eats a lot of ordinary food.

That bead soup is really delicious, and now it has been two hours after the meal, but it is still full of aftertaste.

Fresh and tender tofu is soaked in corn juice for half an hour, then poured with boiled milky fish soup, and finally put in a few balls of jade-like fish, lying in a celadon bowl.Leaving aside the taste, the artistic conception and appearance alone are all very good.

Thinking about that dish, Xuanzhe enjoyed it very much, and he had to find an excuse, this is the purpose of coming to the small world, to taste the world of mortals.

Well, how could he forget his purpose?

It is only one line away from the Ascension Realm, and was "ordered" by Qilu Mountain to enter this small world that is not bad at present.

The purpose is naturally to ascend to immortality.

In fact, Xuan Zhe couldn't say why he insisted on becoming a fairy, but he has always had no desires and desires. If he didn't have the goal of becoming a fairy, he might be like a walking dead, with nothing to do.

There was a reason for Xuan Zhe to enter the small world. For half of his life, he walked the path of ruthlessness.

After being confused for a long time, I only found out the reason. How can I forget my love and even be ruthless if I have never been emotional?

The Ruthless Dao also has to be emotional before it can be parted, otherwise how can it appear that it is as difficult as reaching the sky?

People have the seven emotions and six desires, but they want to let go. Qi Lushan originally did not advocate Xuanzhe's cultivation of this ruthless way.

However, his apprentice was stubborn, and he believed that the path of ruthlessness is also pure in six senses. It is suitable, but the front is flat, and it is difficult to be emotional when it comes to a critical juncture.

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For more than half a year, the people on the West Peak failed to find that there was an extra Xuanzhe in their sect.

This is also thanks to the vastness of this place, the mountains are everywhere, everyone chooses the mountains to live, and rarely communicates.Except for meeting in the morning class, they usually stay at home and practice alchemy.

Zhou Feng didn't need to practice Naoshizi Pill, and he didn't have much interest in the morning class. Although he called that old man Master, his own abilities were all learned from the knife mound, and he didn't get any advantage.

Apart from getting closer to the brother who picked him up, the others are just nodding acquaintances.

During that period, the senior brother Yan Ruyu came a few times, every time Xuan Zhe was either absent or made a concealment formula, hiding it very casually and easily.

Both of them are used to how to deal with emergencies, and have avoided meeting with outsiders several times without any risk, such as today...

Had a little accident today.

It wasn't the accident that others discovered Xuan Zhe, but the accident between the two of them.

Yan Ruyu still followed the frequency of his one-month visit, either playing chess with this "solitary" junior, or practicing knives against him.

He also knew that this little junior brother was actually enjoying himself alone, so he wasn't really withdrawn.

Probably because I can't play with those juniors and juniors who are not in the same realm, and I don't bother to make calculations with those who have complicated thoughts.

In fact, Yan Ruyu felt a little unspeakable guilt towards the little junior brother she brought back——

Probably because they lived well in their own knife mounds, and if they had to bring them here, they might not be able to live comfortably.

It's not appropriate to put it back, and if he doesn't put it back, he doesn't know if Zhou Feng is doing well.

Zhou Feng was sending someone out this time, because of this nagging senior brother Yan Ruyu began to reason at length again, what is not getting along with others, what is self-contained, and what is self-imprisonment.

Yan Ruyu's words of incompatibility and Zhou Feng's incompatibility can also be said righteously by Yan Ruyu.

Zhou Feng also repeatedly said that in fact, these years, it is really good to have masters, brothers and sisters.

If you want to talk about the reasons, there are a lot of them carefully. No worries about food and housing, and having enough food is already what many people have been thinking about.

Not only that, at least during the Chinese New Year, there will be firecrackers next to your ears.If Zhou Feng himself were in the knife mound, there would only be the cries of blades and the whistling wind every year.

The two brothers pushed and resisted, Yan Ruyu remembered to say goodbye. After such heart-to-heart confiding, Zhou Feng really couldn't bear to say goodbye.

Fortunately, I have to send you off for thousands of miles, but I have to say goodbye at the end. However, he has sent you over a mountain to be able to coax this sentimental senior brother.

When Zhou Feng sent the man back, Xuan Zhe hadn't untied the invisibility spell, Xu just stood there in a daze, neither heard nor saw anyone.

Xuan Zhe didn't know it himself, and Zhou Feng didn't even know that there was an invisible Xuan Zhe in the open space.

"Crack." As soon as he pushed the door open, he bumped into someone head-on.

"Hmm." It stands to reason that the two are about the same height, if there is a collision, it should be the bridge of the nose touching the bridge of the nose, but for some reason, the lips are stuck together.

When Zhou Feng was in a daze, a magnified handsome face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. That face was handsome, but his complexion was not very good-looking, a little dull. Oh, the person who bumped into it was Xuan Zhe.

Where did it hit?

That piece of softness doesn't quite look like a face either.

His eyes fell on Xuan Zhe's slightly scratched lips.

Only then did Zhou Feng belatedly cover his mouth that had been knocked just now, and ran over his lips with his slender index finger. "Well."

Some inexplicable joy sprouted quietly from his heart, but after seeing Xuan Zhe's not-so-good-looking face, that shy little bud tremblingly burrowed into the ground again.

At this moment, if you don't tease him, when will you wait? Zhou Feng raised his eyelids, smiling half-smile. "Put in your arms?"

Xuan Zhe blushed, and didn't know how to explain it. He opened his mouth and closed it.

He walked out of the room with one hand and one foot, taking wrong steps, and finally tripped over the steps, and stumbled back to his side hall.

That white dress has always been chic, usually even if only the back is left, it is as straight as a pine and cypress, but now it looks a little more like fleeing.

"I don't answer a single word, and I don't have such smugness when I'm cheap." Zhou Feng muttered in a low voice, although the voice was extremely soft, but whoever is a cultivator doesn't have excellent hearing?

The figure staggered a step further.

Unable to help himself, Zhou Feng touched his lips again, which were soft and hot. It stands to reason that his fingers also have warm and soft skin, but they are different from the touch just now.

He tried hard to recall the feeling just now, Xuanzhe's lips were like his own, a little cold, but very soft, like the milk skin jelly he had eaten when he went to a foreign land before.

It's just that the milk skin jelly is sweet, and the mouth is currently tasting it, and it has no taste.

Of course, Zhou Feng had eaten the milk skin jelly before. He hadn't had time to take a bite of Xuan Zhe's lips, so he didn't know if it really tasted the same.

This little episode made Zhou Feng start to think about the problem that he had been deliberately ignoring all this time.

Why did you save him, why did you let Xuanzhe live here, besides being unable to beat him and having no other choice, is he really such a person who is easy to compromise?

In other words, or is, equivalent to another question.

Zhou Feng couldn't help asking himself what kind of emotion he had for Xuan Zhe.

When we met for the first time, the first glance was shocking.

The color soul is bestowed, and the heart is happy.

Zhou Feng didn't believe it.

He spurned his own frivolity, and always wanted to find some more reasons to prove that the beating heart was not just because of that face.

He didn't say it all the time, the sun was full and the moon was hanging high, and the golden osmanthus was fragrant. In the strong sword intent, Zhou Feng almost lost himself.

But at the moment when he was on the verge of falling, a delicate face appeared in his sight, with a bit of impatience deliberately disguised, clearly impatient, but the sound was like pearls falling on a jade plate, with an indescribable shyness in the coldness.

"Hey, can I have some wine?"

I was in a daze that day, and really handed over the flagon, but after hearing that sentence, I acted subconsciously, regardless of the distance between the two of them.

Although one was on the tree and the other was on the ground, the young man in white who looked like a banished fairy really floated down from the tree to catch his wine gourd.

From Zhou Feng's point of view, the night was foggy, and the moon in the sky and the people on the tree almost merged into one. Zhou Feng even suspected that the moon was an imitation of a human being and ran towards him.

Fortunately, Xuan Zhe had a low capacity for alcohol and got drunk quickly, so he didn't hear the heavy heartbeat like a drum beating.

Zhou Feng himself was puzzled, how could he dance so loudly, when we met by chance, obviously...

Zhou Feng didn't believe in such ethereal things as love at first sight, but when it really came, it wasn't so difficult to accept.

Now that the feelings have come, let them go with the flow.

At the moment when he knew what he wanted, he felt relaxed and relieved.

In the past few days, I have always been distracted when practicing swords, and my eyes occasionally wandered away, and eventually they always fell on the white clothes.

On the second day of Xuan Zhe's drunkenness, he accidentally picked up a urn of osmanthus, and went to the main mountain to find a cook to make a plate of osmanthus cake.

Those frivolous words learned by Yan Ruyu's ears and eyes, held back in his mouth, wanting to say but afraid of being rude to others——

I didn't study it deliberately before, and I wasn't interested in talking about it, but now I have a lot of money, and I can't wait to tell the same person.

……

So many strange, rare, and unbelievable behaviors, after being crowned with the name "Zhou Feng likes Xuan Zhe", they all seem to be taken for granted.

At the moment when he finally made up his mind, he suddenly began to have mixed feelings.

As the saying goes, love is the most vulnerable to gain and loss, and this is true.He never cared about anything other than the knife, and now there are more people quietly living in that atrium, Zhou Feng can't help but start to think wildly.

He has always been foolish, although the rare knife intent has some reputation in the Jianghu, but in the final analysis, apart from such external forces as the master, he is still poor and useless.

In fact, when the door was not closed before, there were several girls in the world who pursued him, but Zhou Feng really couldn't think of any other advantages besides his face.After all, he and the girl's family have never spoken a few words.

Now that the world is astoundingly in love with a man, it doesn't matter what she wants, her martial arts are not as good as his, and her usual quietly proud face is no match for her, what can she give in exchange for the love between the two.