When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

It was Yan Yu who opened his eyes, and Yan Yu who closed his eyes. Xie Zhiwei felt that Yan Yu was about to become his demon, entangled around him all the time.

The only good thing is that the memories transmitted from Xie Shi are intermittent, like afterimages of time, only showing the most profound memories of his time with Yan Yu.

Although each picture contains strong emotions, it is still easy to distinguish, and Xie Zhiwei will not be confused because of this.

He took a deep breath and said silently three times: "Calm down!"

Xie Zhiwei used his spiritual power to conjure up a pen and paper, spread it flat in mid-air, and tried to use calligraphy to clear up the complicated thoughts in his heart.

He wanted to copy a volume of the Diamond Sutra, but when the ink-soaked Langhao pen fell on the white rice paper, the word Yan was blurred out.He has no doubt that if he continues to write, the second word will be Yu.

Xie Zhi frowned slightly, waved away the pen and paper, and gave up the idea of ​​relying on calligraphy to meditate.

The snow-colored lotus in the palace moves without wind, and countless emerald green lotus leaves are connected to each other, close to each other, and the elegant fragrance permeates the surroundings.Xie Zhiwei, dressed in white, was silent for a while, and took out the yellowed storybook from his arms.

Rather than thinking about Yan Yu, it is better to miss old friends, he thought so.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, Xie Zhiwei thought about Wu Ming while reading the scroll, and gradually he really calmed down, his eyes sinking like autumn water.

Even after a lifetime, he still admires this old friend who was born in hardship and has a sunny heart. Every time he thinks of it, he feels warm in his heart and sighs with regret at the same time.

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In the lush bamboo forest, the sound of the wind gradually died down, and the surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Xie Shi hugged Yan Yu who was taking a nap, and used his body to provide him with warmth. At the same time, he was also thinking about ways to alleviate Yan Yu's loss of control.

Losing control is the price of being powerful.

Xie Shi knew that Yan Yu had been Chen Yu in his previous life. He thought of the two anomalies that happened to Yan Yu in this secret realm, and he was very suspicious that the Immortal Asking Yuan might have expected Yan Yu to come here, so he set up some special mechanisms to deliberately induce demons to come here. Kind of out of control.

For example, the storm last night, or the wind in the bamboo forest just now.

At present, the only thing that can help Yan Yu's loss of control is the Concentration Pill, but it only alleviates the situation, not completely cures it.

Moreover, in the case of not using vitality as medicine, most of the refined Ningshen Pills are inferior products, and the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced.

Xie Shi rested his chin on the forehead of Yan Yu, who was resting with his eyes closed, feeling the warmth of the skin of the person in his arms, blinked his eyelashes, and his heart was full of attachment.

After dawdling for a while, he calmed down and took out the medicinal materials needed to refine the Ningshen Pill from the storage space, intending to use the newly discovered rare treasures in the secret realm to refine a few batches of Ningshen Pill to see the efficacy of the medicine.

Generally speaking, alchemy requires the use of an alchemy furnace.

A good alchemy furnace can help Danxiu control the heat, remove impurities in medicinal materials, and extract medicinal power more accurately, thereby improving the success rate and efficacy of alchemy refining.

It is no exaggeration to say that the alchemy furnace is like the left and right hands of the alchemist when he is refining the elixir. Without these hands, the elixir cannot be refined.

But now, Xie Shi didn't take out a serious alchemy furnace, but directly used spiritual power as the furnace.

I saw several precious medicinal materials being lifted into the air by the colorless and invisible spiritual power, floating around with a point as the center, and gradually smashed into fine powder. Force grabbing together.

Afterwards, the spiritual power turned into raging flames, wrapped the medicinal power, extracted and condensed it, and squeezed it into a ball.

During the entire process of alchemy, the most important thing is to accurately control the temperature and dosage. Ordinary monks simply cannot monitor the whole process, so they need the assistance of an alchemy furnace.

However, Xie Shi didn't even move his hands when he was refining this furnace of Concentration Pill, and only relied on his excellent spiritual sense to manipulate the spiritual power.

Grinding, extraction, heating, condensing, shaping and other steps are done in one go.

An hour later, Xie Shi successfully refined ten Concentration Pills.

As soon as he raised his hand, the small black pill in mid-air flew into his palm under the drive of spiritual power.

The freshly baked Ningshen Pill is still burning with the heat of the flames, and it is slightly hot, with a strong medicinal fragrance emanating from the inside out.

Judging from the appearance, these Concentration Pills were refined perfectly, but Xie Shi frowned slightly with a distressed expression.

"Oh, it's a defective product again."

Xie Shi stared at the ten inferior Concentration Pills in his palm, frowned and thought for a moment, and a flash of light came to his mind.

If these substandard pills are condensed and refined into a pill, will the efficacy be improved?

As soon as he said it, he waved his hand and let the elixir in his hand float neatly into the mid-air not far away, and once again used spiritual power as a furnace to extract and condense the medicinal power.

When the concentrated elixir came out, Yan Yu's eyelids trembled and he slowly woke up from his sleep.

In a daze, a round pill exuding a medicinal fragrance was gently passed to his lips.

Yan Yu knew that the person feeding him was Xie Shi, so without hesitation, he opened his lips slightly and bit the pill.

The pill melted in the mouth, and the power of the medicine came into play, and Yan Yu immediately recognized that it was the Meditation Pill he often took.

According to the prescription, Ningshen Pill should have a bitter and dry smell of medicine dregs, which tastes like soot from a stove.However, unexpectedly, this time, Yan Yu didn't taste the familiar smell of soot, and there wasn't even a trace of bitterness in his mouth, it was all honey-like sweetness.

If he didn't know that it was the Ningshen Pill, he would almost suspect that what he just ate was a sugar pill sold to children.

Yan Yu opened his eyes in surprise, looked at Xie Shi in front of him, and said, "Sweet?"

"I added sugar." Xie Shi's eyes sparkled, his rosy lips raised slightly, and he looked at him expectantly, "Brother Xiuling, how does the medicine work? I condensed the ten Concentration Pills into this one, calm down Has the effect of concentration improved a bit?"

Yan Yu licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, savored it carefully, and after a while, shook his head slowly and surely.

Xie Zhi heard the words, the original shining eyes suddenly dimmed.

Aware of his disappointment, Yan Yu touched Xie Shi's hair with a smile, and comforted him softly: "Although it's not the ultimate concentration pill, it's better than nothing, and it's not useless."

Xie Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and smiled cooperatively.

The two rested in the bamboo forest for a while, then took out the ropes, tied the bamboos that had been felled before, and dragged them to the entrance of Huixian Pavilion, waiting for the housekeeper's inspection.

Before they could yell out, the butler walked out of the corridor quickly as if he had received an induction, and came in front of them.

The steward glanced at the bamboo, but didn't comment. He just waved his hand and summoned two servants from Huixian Pavilion.

The two servants lowered their heads and covered their faces. They were extremely thin, but their arms were strong. They pulled the rope lightly with their fingers, and dragged two large bundles of bamboo into the pavilion without much breathing.

Yan Yu's eyes followed them gradually away.He wanted to see the scene inside Huixian Pavilion, but when the bead curtain was raised, even with the glazed lamp above his head shining, the entrance of Huixian Pavilion was still dark, as if there was a formation to block the prying eyes of others.

"You have done a good job," the butler continued to explain the task in a flat tone, "The master is going to give a speech to the guests at the banquet, and then I will ask you two to continue to help, and go to the small attic next to it to pick and carry some scriptures. "

After speaking, the butler turned around and left.

Yan Yu's figure flashed, blocking his way.

The butler raised his head stiffly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but his face remained serious and cold.

"Is there something you didn't hear clearly just now?" the housekeeper asked.

Yan Yu replied simply: "No!"

"Then Your Excellency..." The butler's eyes twitched, trying to calm himself down, "Is there something else?"

Obviously Yan Yu didn't use coercion, but the steward felt that a mountain was pressing on him, making him breathless and feeling uneasy.

Although in the secret realm, outsiders' abilities would be limited to a certain extent, but the butler knew that if Yan Yu wanted to kill him, it would be a matter of a look.Talk to Yan Yu for a while, and the housekeeper feels that he is one step closer to the gate of hell.

In the tense atmosphere, the housekeeper couldn't help lowering his head, his back became more and more curved, trying to make himself look less arrogant.

Yan Yu folded his hands on his chest, pretending not to see the housekeeper trembling, and casually said in a homely tone: "Actually, it's not important. It's just that I haven't seen your master for a long time, and I miss you a little." He. Wait a moment, please say hello to your master for me. "

"Okay, no problem." The butler replied respectfully.

"Also," Yan Yu looked at Huixian Pavilion, where the shadows were swaying in the depths of the corridor, and continued with a smile, "Tell your master, since I came to look for him, I won't return empty-handed. I waited too long."

He said this lightly, with a smile in his tone, and his expression looked very gentle, but the butler thought about it from the perspective of his master, and felt a cold sweat on his back.

Without raising his head, the butler arched his back, and said politely: "Okay, I have written it all down, and I will truthfully convey your intention of coming to the master."

Yan Yu raised his chin, indicating that he could leave.

The housekeeper returned to Huixian Pavilion like a gust of wind, as if he had received an amnesty.

Seeing the back of the housekeeper leaving quickly, Yan Yu turned around and walked to Xie Shi who had been waiting outside, patted his shoulder, and greeted: "Come on, let's carry the scriptures."

Xie Shi was standing at the entrance of Huixian Pavilion, only seven or eight steps away from the place where the two chatted, and he heard their conversation clearly.

"Brother Xiuling, did you come to the secret realm just to find Immortal Wenyuan?" Xie Shi asked.

Yan Yu nodded and said, "Yes. At first I thought I would meet him somewhere else in the secret realm, but I didn't expect him to be nestled in Huixian Pavilion, which saved me trouble."

A flash of light flashed in Xie Shi's mind, he thought of the strange wind that suddenly blew in the bamboo forest, and realized that Yan Yu might have judged the location of Immortal Wenyuan because of this incident.

"Those noises, he did it?"

Although it was a question, Xie Shi already had an affirmative answer in his heart.

"He probably has already settled everything," Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, with a mocking tone, "He recognized you as the Son of God, someone who could kill me, so he deliberately lured me out of control and let you see my true face, by the way Create an opportunity for you to kill me."

Hearing this, Xie Shi subconsciously grabbed Yan Yu's hand, his palm burning hot.

Yan Yu shook his hand back comfortingly, "Don't worry, I know you won't."

Xie Shi's mood improved slightly.

He pursed his lips, with doubts in his eyes, and asked with a frown: "Is the Immortal Wen Yuan so confident in his calculated destiny? Even though the world thinks that the Son of God and the Demon Seed are the old enemies of heaven, this life is different from the previous one." Compared with the world, there are so many differences, the original prophecy of destiny may not be valid."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Shi saw a big smile on Yan Yu's face, as if he was making fun of him.

Xie Shi blushed slightly, and a trace of embarrassment appeared in his heart, "Brother Xiu Ling, even if I'm wrong, don't make fun of me."

"I didn't make fun of you," Yan Yu corrected softly.He held Xie Shi's hand tightly, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and his eyes seemed to realize something, "I just thought of something."

"What's the matter?" Xie Shi hurriedly asked.

Yan Yu answered him with a smile: "Immortal Ask Yuan once predicted that the Son of God and the Demon Seed would be enemies. In the last life, this prediction came true. Do you think it will come true in this life?"

"Of course not!" Xie Shi replied forcefully with a straight face.

"We might as well assume that it exists," Yan Yu pinched Xie Shi's finger, smiled, and continued, "but it was confirmed in a very tricky way. In this life, you and I are not old enemies, but you His previous life did not die in the last life, he is still alive, he and I are old enemies."

Xie Shi seems to understand but not understand.

"This is the loophole of destiny," Yan Yu pondered. "It is unknown whether the prophecy is true or not, and we don't know whether it is the whole picture of the future or just a part of it. If cause and effect are omitted, it is easy to be misinterpreted. .”

Xie Shi held Yan Yu's hand tightly, he closed his eyes, and said his thoughts firmly, "Brother Xiu Ling, I admit that what you said is reasonable, but I don't think the destiny cannot be changed. In the end, what is the future? How, is up to you to decide."

"The destiny I don't like, even if it will only occupy a small part of the future in the end, I don't want it to happen."

"It's like Immortal Asking Yuan's prophecy about the demon seed. I hate it very much. I will never let it happen."

The boy's eyes were shining like fire, his expression was determined, his fingers holding him were thin and strong, and his every move was full of vigor.

Looking at Xie Shi like this, Yan Yu felt in his heart that there was a child in my family who had just grown up, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little pride.

From the point of view of an elder brother, Xie Shi, who threatened to change his fate against the sky at this moment, looked like an upright man, domineering and chic.

He raised his hand and stroked the top of Xie Shi's hair, Xie Shi came back from his own thoughts in an instant, threw himself into Yan Yu's arms silently, and rubbed him coquettishly.

Yan Yu couldn't help laughing.

The action of jumping into someone's arms has nothing to do with domineering and chic.

He bent his knuckles, tapped the back of Xie Shi's head lightly, and teased with a smile: "Xiao Shi, do you know that the way you spoke just now was very majestic? Why did you last for a while?"

Xie Shi buried his face in his neck and didn't answer his words, as if he didn't care about it.

In his eyes, nothing is worth a hug with Yan Yu.

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