He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

It turned out that this was the so-called Bai Yueguang, and it turned out to be like this... Sincerely.

Qi Hanzhi's heart felt sore and soft, and an inexplicable taste spread over him.

300 years ago, Qi Hanzhi and Xie Yunlian first met in Fuxi's secret realm, and they spent seven years in the secret realm until Xie Yunlian obtained the inheritance and broke out of the realm.

Only half a year after leaving the secret realm, Xie Yunlian was still retreating to digest the inheritance. The battle between the immortal sect and the evil cultivators broke out completely.

The first battle lasted for an unknown number of days and nights. The immortals and demons and the evil cultivators were exhausted until Xie Yunlian broke through to transform into a god and rushed to the battlefield. , the evil cultivation forces that have been rampant for decades are considered defeated.

After the battle between good and evil, Xie Yunlian and Xiaofengchu met.

At that time, he had a "sweetheart of extravagance and desirability".

Thinking of this, Qi Hanzhi's heart throbbed and he was a little puzzled. From meeting Fuxi in the secret realm to Kunlun as "Qi Yan", why did Xie Yunlian stop contacting him for hundreds of years?

"Aqi is familiar with Xiao Fengyue?" Xie Yunlian's voice interrupted Qi Hanzhi's thoughts, and the immortal affirmed with a little questioning, like some kind of cautious temptation.

Qi Hanzhi recovered from the fool's story, and suddenly felt a little helpless and funny.

Not to mention the past, but now, the two have been married for a hundred years, and they don't know how they came to a reconciled situation, but at this time, in such a forced scene that is probably related to captivity, they are testing each other and exchanging each other's secrets .

"Yeah." Qi Hanzhi temporarily put down the jade slip, looked at Xie Yunlian and said seriously: "Xiao Fengyue is my adoptive father's younger brother, and he has the audacity to call me nephew on weekdays, so he is considered acquaintance."

Xie Yunlian's brows and eyes were obviously bent, as if he was injected with spring water by his ordinary explanation, and gently wrinkled easily.

As if it was satisfied.

Has this gentleman treated Taoist companions poorly in the past 100 years?Qi Hanzhi couldn't help doubting himself.

With a heart as big as a demon king, after thinking about it for a long time, it seems that there is no such thing, but thinking about it, he is as narrow-minded as Xie Yunlian, and he is not sure.

After shaking the jade slip in his hand, Mo Jun felt that he could try again.

Knowing a certain story, Qi Hanzhi didn't say anything, but in fact he was a bit soft-hearted. He didn't deliberately get angry with his former Taoist companion, and only held the immortal to look at the appearance of hundreds of years ago with a fair and critical eye. The fairies commented for a long time.

Finally finding an unobtrusive opportunity, he pointed to a man in white and said, "Who is this, he looks familiar."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to Xie Yunlian, and naturally waited for him to clarify her doubts.

The fairy chosen by Qi Hanzhi was dressed in white clothes in the rotten streets of the cultivation world, without any accessories on his body, empty-handed, and had no special features except for his beauty—but only because of his beauty, he ranked among the top two in the entire cultivation world. If there are ten things, you will know that this face alone is the characteristic.

Xie Yunlian didn't show anything special, after hearing the words, he took a look and said, "It does look familiar."

Qi Hanzhi rubbed the jade slip with his fingertips, and the doubts in his heart slowly settled. It was a little funny, and he couldn't help laughing: "That's it."

This gentleman has a clever appearance in vain, probably he is indeed a fool as Xiao Fengyue said.

The fingertips were randomly placed on the jade slips, and the ink characters slowly emerged: "Pillow Cloud Screen, 62nd generation disciples of Kunlun, voted for twelve."

Pillow Cloud Screen, the third disciple of the former Suzerain of Kunlun, in other words, Xie Yunlian's relative and younger brother.

Seeing this line of words, Qi Hanzhi was taken aback. He chose this fairy because he felt familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, and the connection between the devil and the fairy sect was basically through Xie Yun. Established by Lian, it is estimated that he is not very familiar but does have a few acquaintances, so Wei Wei gave it a try.

He had no intention of hanging Xie Yunlian here at all.

But I don't want to be a coincidence...

Qi Hanzhi was thinking whether to quickly pass this page and just pretend nothing happened, so he heard Xie Yunlian say, "So it's my junior."

He turned his head to look, and there was no strange look in Xianzun's eyebrows and eyes, and he said flatly: "You and him only met once on the day you and I joined together, so it's no wonder you don't remember it."

Xie Yunlian acted calmly, as if it wasn't surprising that he didn't remember what his junior brother looked like.

Qi Hanzhi understood that the Immortal Venerable was not at all embarrassed about face blindness, so he said: "The Immortal Venerable and your junior brother only met once?"

"I'm not very good at remembering people." Xie Yunlian said sincerely, "I can still recognize my junior brother before he goes to Jiuque."

"..." Qi Hanzhi solved a doubt, and a new one came up, so he couldn't help asking: "If you and I haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, do you still recognize me?"

As soon as these words came out, Qi Hanzhi felt a little regretful, it was too tired and crooked, like the vows made by young lovers indiscriminately, bringing out some sticky childishness and vexatious troubles.

But the words had already landed, and it was too late to take them back, the face-conscious Phoenix racked his brains to make amends for himself, so he heard the immortal said: "I know."

Qi Hanzhi raised his eyes to look over, with obvious surprise in his dark golden phoenix eyes, Xie Yunlian looked at him with a smile: "I'm not very good at remembering people, but I always know it's you when I see it."

Qi Hanzhi spent the rest of the day in a muddle.

It's not that the devil is so thin-skinned that he was so fascinated by such a sentence that is not even a love story, it's just that I don't know how to describe the feeling in my heart, like being soaked in warm water, and then suddenly Realized that he seemed to have been in that water for hundreds of years.

Missed... no, missed a lot.

That night, Qi Hanzhi entered Xie Yunlian's dream again with complicated emotions.

The scene this time was completely different from the last time, the surrounding was a bustling scene, probably a mortal market.

"I said, Your Excellency Yuejun, are all your immortal sects as desireless as you?" [Qi Hanzhi]'s voice came from diagonally above.

Xie Yunlian turned his head to look, the young man's dark golden phoenix eyes were slightly bent, and he propped his chin with one hand. The evening wind blew up his messy black hair at the sideburns, but unexpectedly softened his charming eyebrows. Chic.

Many eyes from the street fell on him, but because of those eyes that were different from ordinary people, ordinary people only dared to take a quick glance and then hastily looked away.

Xie Yunlian's eyes were too focused, and even Qi Hanzhi, who was with him consciously, had to stare at himself more than 300 years ago.

This gentleman is indeed one in a million good looks.

But you, Xie Yunlian, can't even remember faces, so what's the use of looking at them for so long?

"Isn't it like drinking a cup?" [Qi Hanzhi] raised the cup in his hand, and issued an invitation.

Xie Yunlian blinked, and said in a calm voice, "Okay."

Here Yuejun enters the restaurant, and over there [Qi Hanzhi] greets Xiao Er to serve some more good wine.

In fact, the wine in the mortal world is far less mellow than the mellow wine brewed by cultivators with various spiritual fruits and plants, but [Qi Hanzhi] unexpectedly likes it. He has clearly not been to the mortal world a few times, but for some reason, he fell in love with the mortal world like a nostalgia Worldly smoke.

Xie Yunlian took a seat opposite [Qi Hanzhi], let [Qi Hanzhi] pour him a glass of wine, and asked: "Is this the 'happy' state of the devil?"

"Ah." [Qi Hanzhi] said in a lazy tone, looking at the busy crowd and the setting sun outside the window: "Maybe, it's not about 'anger' or 'evil'."

At that time, [Qi Hanzhi] didn't know that this small place of mortal fireworks was the last residual warmth left in the depths of his dusty memory after Yanzhou sank into the abyss.

Qi Hanzhi looked through Xie Yunlian's eyes, and suddenly felt that the world was unexpectedly gentle and warm besides impermanence and mystery.

Two strangers who have forgotten their past have the opportunity to sit opposite each other, and then look at the old place that has disappeared in smoke, and the setting sun is gradually sinking.

Qi Hanzhi chuckled silently, but he was not actually a stranger. This period of time was already the second year that the two were trapped in this secret realm.

Xie Yun's piano skills are good. At the beginning, several emotions such as "evil", "anger" and "sorrow" popped up one after another.

However, just when the devil was full of hope and felt that he would be able to escape from the secret realm soon, Xie Yun folded on the fourth string.

At that time, Xie Yunlian plucked the strings of the zither, and the illusion in the secret realm turned, and the two came to a mountain covered with snow. The wind is calm, until the sun falls on the silent mountain peak, and a new sprout emerges from the withered land.

The Demon Lord, who has roughly studied and understood the operation of this secret realm, was stunned, and checked the seven emotions of "joy, anger, sorrow, love, evil and desire" twice, not wanting to understand which emotion this simple and peaceful scene triggered the fairy string.

Xie Yunlian probably guessed that it was "Xi".

But that "joy" is too weak, it is a sudden glimpse of joy, put it in this situation, wait for a day and night for a new sprout, and that meager "joy" is easily consumed.

Xie Yunlian failed to play the fourth string. The immortal is also a human being, so he naturally knows what "joy" is, but what the secret realm requires are the ultimate seven emotions that can recast the heart of the Tao, and his meager joy is far from enough .

In the next two years, the two of them did not make any progress.

The Demon Lord almost gave up breaking out of the situation early, so he snatched the right to play the piano and set it up himself. The joy and anger he controlled was much stronger than that of this cold fairy. , is really boring.

Here, Xie Yunlian picked up the wine glass, and the mortal wine slid down the throat, leaving traces of acridity all the way.

[Qi Hanzhi] Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at the moon-like beauty with great interest: "I never thought Yue Jun would drink alcohol."

Xie Yunlian put down his wine glass and said bluntly, "It's the first time."

[Qi Hanzhi] I was a little surprised, and then I put my chin up and laughed: "It's really my fault. For a fairy-like figure like Mr. Yue, even if he drinks alcohol, he should only be worthy of the wine of the fairy palace. Drinking alone under the moon , it must be a romantic thing that can be painted."

As he spoke, he wanted to remove the pot of inferior wine, but Xie Yunlian held his hand down.

"No need." Xie Yunlian said earnestly: "In the past two years, I have realized something. I have lived nearly a hundred years in vain. The scenery I have seen is nothing but the grass and trees in Kunlun, and the way I have understood is nothing more than a three-foot green sharp edge in my hand. I have never seen all kinds of things in the world. How do you know the affairs of the world, how do you understand your own body, and what kind of Tao do you realize?"

Fenghuang, who always does what he wants, was taken aback by this Xianzong Zhengdao, who can understand the truth after drinking a pot of wine. Seeing that the moon-like beauty filled himself with his hand, he let go of him. Holding his own wine glass with his hand, he handed it forward: "Thank you, Demon Lord, for teaching me."

Yuejun's expression was serious, as if he was about to kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to pay homage to the demon king, but he said unaccustomed words, a little hesitant, imitating the drinkers around him: "Drink this cup together."

[Qi Hanzhi] Laughed out loud after being teased, and clinked a glass with this straight-eyed and serious fairy, the cups collided with a crisp sound.

"Yuejun is less than a hundred years old?" [Qi Hanzhi] turned the wine glass in his hand, a gleam of brilliance flashed in the dark golden phoenix eyes uncovered under the mask.

Xie Yunlian was actually a little drunk at this time. How could he have so much talk on a different day, but his expression was sober. Although he talked a little more, he was able to preach to young disciples with reason and evidence. None found.

"Yes." Xie Yunlian nodded, and said with some shame: "The devil don't call me 'Yuejun' again, I don't know who made up the name randomly, it's really..."

He paused, as if he couldn't find a suitable adjective, he just said: "The devil calls me by my name."

"That's fine, I don't know how many more years you and I will be together in this secret realm, and there's really no need to be so unfamiliar." [Qi Hanzhi] replied with a smile: "I'll call you 'Yun Lian', and Yun Lian will call me' Brother Aqi' how are you?"

The author has something to say: It is known that Qi Hanzhi came out of Jiyuan at the age of 17 and met Xie Yunlian in Yanzhou to be distracted

It is also known that Xie Yunlian conceived a baby at forty years--Cultivation of distraction--Yanzhou chaos--Fuxi's secret realm--Turn into a god at the age of one hundred

Begging: Qi Hanzhi coaxed Xie Yunlian to call him brother, what kind of behavior was it?