My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The golden sun sinks in the sky, and the afterglow of the glaze color slowly dyes everything in the mustard seed with a lazy color, and then forms a lightly jumping golden spot on the surface of the calm pool.

The flowers and trees are full of blooming flowers, surrounded by brocades, not inferior to the brilliant rays of the sky.

Qing Yan sat quietly under the tree, the streamer and dark patterns of the moon-white tunic robe were entangled with the falling flowers, and the dark blue robe covered the sleeping person in his arms.

The person curled up in his arms breathes lightly and long, sleeps very peacefully, his internal cultivation is rapidly recovering, and the spiritual energy is filling and infiltrating the brand-new meridians, and is gradually merging with the soul.

He stared silently at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, and after a while, he suddenly noticed that the cloud mirror, the messenger of the sect, was knocked lightly, and the spirit that came was very familiar.

The quiet eyes moved slightly, his posture did not change, and his spiritual consciousness sneaked into the cloud mirror.

Cangcheng's disciples communicate with each other, just hang the cloud mirror in front of their eyes. If what they are talking about needs to be hidden from people's eyes and ears, they can use their spiritual consciousness to sneak into the cloud mirror and form a secret conversation in the cloud mirror.

The cloud mirror is no better than the mustard space, which can change the scenery at will. When you are in it, you will be surrounded by nothingness.

A figure was waiting not far away, silver-haired and white-clothed, elegant and elegant, standing with his hands behind his back in a idly posture, looking at him with a slight smile: "Shu Lang, did I bother you?"

The person who came was Cang Li's former head, the master of Cang Li's three masters, and the person who rescued Shu Lang a hundred years ago-Yi Heng.

The last time I was able to see Yi Heng, who often retreats, was in Shen Xinghai's cloud mirror. At that time, Qing Yan was still the head disciple of Cang Li, who was about to follow the whirlpool to embark on a turning point in his own destiny.Goodbye now, he has not only become the head of Cangcheng, but also the king of ten thousand demons with both memory and demon power back.

Qingyan did not see the estrangement between the students, and greeted the ceremony with a gentle expression, no different from the relationship between the master and the apprentice: "Master can call me by the original name."

Although a hundred years ago, the Wan Yao King and Yi Heng were just close friends, but in his heart, Yi Heng sacrificed his life to save each other and the mentor-student friendship he has protected for a hundred years is more profound and righteous.

There was no surprise on Yiheng's expression, but the smile deepened: "Ayan, I just came here now as a teacher, I hope you don't blame me. But I haven't seen you looking for it, so I know you already have an idea after recovering your memory."

Qing Yan nodded slightly, and approached slowly: "I never thought that Master's soul could not stop collapsing... because of many sacrifices."

Self-destructive cultivation base used the Cang Li forbidden technique to rescue him, and later injected the soul into the Jiuxiao Yunyun Formation, even the tenacious soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator could not withstand such wear and tear.

Yiheng smiled indifferently, as if what he had done was not a big deal, and then remembered something, and sighed sadly: "I wanted to completely destroy the Shifang Pavilion, but I didn't expect... the Nine Heavens Swallowing Cloud Formation finally trapped Yes, it's my apprentice."

Now that I think about it, he is really not a competent master.

Over the past hundred years, he has been constantly retreating and adjusting his breath, stabilizing the spirit that is about to dissipate, and there are very few times when he can take care of the three apprentices.

Qing Yan was almost in charge of Cang Cheng's affairs, even Qing Shiyu and Qing Tingyun's swordsmanship and experience were also supervised and answered by Qing Yan, a senior brother.

He loves the three apprentices unbiasedly, and he also feels guilty. Fortunately, in the few times they get along with each other, the friendship between master and apprentice can be regarded as profound.

However, when he learned that one of the disciples was behind the exacerbation of Yunzhang's evil, he was executed by another disciple... Even if he sat safely in the soul-fixing magic circle, he couldn't suppress the sudden collapse. The mind and spiritual energy suddenly went astray.

Hearing Master mentioning that Junior Brother, Qing Yan remained silent.

In the distant past, he became the Ten Thousand Demon King of Lingying Mountain, and he was not familiar with the mountain spirits.He also noticed that the mountain spirit treated him no differently from other demon spirits, he only regarded him as a distant god.

However, when it rains...

In this life, he was born in Cangcheng, when the evil plague spread and the clouds were in turmoil. He enlightened and practiced together with his two junior brothers, and guarded Cangcheng in the precarious wind and rain. The friendship between the seniors and brothers was profound.

If a person's growth trajectory is clearly in the eyes and becomes part of the living environment, it is difficult to accept that the other party has another identity and has other plans.

It took him a lot of time to change his mentality.

Thinking about it now, Qing Shiyu has always been gentle and uncontroversial, with few mistakes in handling things, and he is completely different from the mountain spirit of the child's heart.

From being naive and detached in the past to being cautious now, I must have suffered from remorse in my mistakes, and my nature was slowly bound by hatred.

Now both Shanling and him have made a choice, and there is no way out, but no matter whether you are the Wan Yao King or the head of Cangcheng, facing Shanling, you can't feel nothing in your heart.

In the cloud mirror, the two fell into deep thought, and were quiet for a moment.

Yiheng was the first to break the silence, but ended the topic: "Ah Yan has his own sense of what happened to Shi Yu."

Qingyan knew what Yiheng meant, nodded silently, stopped bringing up the matter, and asked again: "Master has far-reaching plans, and he knew that there would be another disturbance in Shifang Pavilion, why didn't he let me wake up Wan Yaowang?" memory?"

If you prepare early, wouldn't you have more chances of winning.

"Hey, it was difficult to make a choice as a teacher back then. I hope you will live a lifetime without being bound by hatred, and be free and happy." Yiheng smiled as he thought about it, and his smile faded after a pause. The common people are in dire straits...Even if the sects stand on the sidelines on the grounds of not interfering with the rise and fall of the mortal world, this fire will burn on the monks sooner or later."

Qingyan understood the meaning of Yiheng's words, and the Cangcheng sect's philosophy of life contained this principle. He couldn't help but said: "All things go round and round, and life is endless, so that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth can flow without stagnation. A monk can use spiritual energy to gain the Tao, and he can't help it. Take care of yourself alone, and don't neglect the suffering of the common people."

Yi Heng smiled gratifiedly: "Yes. Shu Lang is such a person, and Ah Yan is also such a person, but this is your destiny, you have to choose by yourself, I should not make the decision for you. Even if my selfishness is to hope that Ah Yan The banquet becomes the variable that breaks the situation."

Qing Yan never doubted Yi Heng's decision, and this answer confirmed his guess, and continued to ask: "Since I am a demon cultivator, why did I get the approval of the head seal in the secret trial realm?"

Yiheng seemed to have expected to face these questions, and answered them one by one in a leisurely manner: "The head seal contains a ray of spiritual consciousness of the previous heads, and will supervise the moral character of the next head in the trial. Sex and swordsmanship, other than that, are not included in the assessment."

Then he looked at his apprentice, and the old god continued to explain on the ground, "Shulang was kind and generous all his life, and he saved thousands of lives, and his merits are immeasurable. As the head of Cangcheng, Ah Yan fulfilled his duties, cared for the common people, and protected his disciples. Do not violate morality, do not violate the heart. If you still cannot get the approval of the head seal, as a teacher, you must suspect that the head seal is stagnant or the inscription collapsed... In short, it is useless."

Yi Heng is by nature casual and uninhibited, and now he was joking loosely as usual, and the originally heavy atmosphere also relaxed.

Qing Yan was keenly aware that Yiheng avoided the important answer. Cang Li had no precedent for Yaoxiu to succeed as the head of the sect. The fact that the seal of the head was not pursued must have something to do with Yiheng's early appointment of him as the head of the next generation.

Now all the answers are as expected.Although he is the King of Ten Thousand Demons, he will not let down Cang Cheng's status as the head of the sect.

Seeing that Qingyan had no doubts, Yiheng calmed down a little, and finally said the most important purpose of the trip: "Ayan, Zhuxi's magic circle can't last long, and it can't trap mountain spirits."

After a feast, the magic circle was difficult to maintain, either the inscriptions were broken, or the source of power was lost.

The magic circle of Underwater Jindu can run for a hundred years, and the imprisonment circle also from the founder of Changyao is naturally strong.And Zhuxi, who was guarded in the Dao Dao circle, had lost his body, leaving only the primordial spirit. It must be that the primordial spirit has been damaged more seriously now, and it is difficult to continue.

Thinking of Yi Heng who was also distraught, he felt a little uneasy, and responded: "I will have a battle with the mountain spirit, and the evil trouble will definitely end from then on."

Yiheng's words were over, thinking of the inevitable confrontation between the two apprentices, his eyes were full of worry, and even the white figure became thinner.

Yi Heng sighed slowly, and said softly, "A Yan will not be alone from now on, so you don't have to worry about being a teacher."

He paused, his voice became much softer, but what he said made people unable to calm down, "Even if it doesn't disappear at this moment... I came here as a teacher to see you for the last time."

Qing Yan's heart sank, and she raised her eyes abruptly.

He suddenly understood that Yiheng was finally approaching the time when his spirit and soul would completely dissipate, and he couldn't wait for him to return to Cangcheng after the end of the war.

"Master is still in Cangcheng? First, add a few layers to the Soul-fixing magic circle, and the Valley of Divine Doctors..."

"A Yan, you know that the genius doctor Gu can heal the broken soul, but it needs to keep the soul intact." Yi Heng interrupted with a gentle voice, seeing his disciple frowning tightly after being stunned, he smiled and comforted him indifferently Said, "Don't be sad, the fate of all things has its own destiny. Although the monk is fighting with the sky, he will eventually return. I am content with someone to accompany me on the way home. Maybe Lao Yue is waiting for us."

Qing Yan looked dignified and serious, and wanted to say that the world can always find opportunities, but Yi Heng smiled and raised his hand to stop the words: "My three good disciples, the happiness they bring to me is something that nothing can replace. I came here. And as a teacher in this life, although I have regrets, I have enjoyed it to the fullest."

Yiheng didn't give him a chance to talk anymore, his figure gradually faded away, he was withdrawing from the cloud mirror, and at the same time smiled at him with a relaxed posture, "Okay, I still want to go and see Tingyun, who is also an apprentice, You can't treat them biasedly...A Yan, Shu Lang, don't have to send them off."

Qing Yan watched the white figure gradually disappear and melt into the vast nothingness, as if he had bid farewell to them countless times and went back to retreat, and promised to take them to the Treasure Pavilion to see new things when we meet again next time.

However, this time there is no "goodbye", only "don't have to send".

The cloud mirror is boundless and silent, and he stands there for a long time.

When Xia Qi woke up, the quiet night had already enveloped the surrounding area gently.

He was still under the flower tree, sleeping on a soft couch, covered with a dark blue robe, with a small snow-white animal curled up sleeping beside his pillow.

Scattered petals fell on Sui Sui and the outer robe, and the fragrance was smudged.The sound of the water on the edge of the collapse is lingling, and there are a few lotus lanterns floating on the clear spring, which are exactly the same as the blessing lotus lanterns at the Qiushui Lake Lantern Festival.

He yawned and sat up, subconsciously touched his uncomfortable waist, and suddenly found that the spiritual energy in his body was full, and his whole body was comfortable, and his cultivation base had fully recovered.

Suddenly remembering that Yin Yuan had been solved, he suddenly felt the joy of the rest of his life, picked up the neatly folded light yellow clothes on the couch, put on the shadow ring happily, and at the same time leaned over and kissed Xue Lingyou's little ear.

He walked briskly, followed the slight movement and walked not far away. He really saw a few suspended lamps illuminating a place of heaven and earth, which was a stone table.

In front of the stone table, Qingyan was wearing a warm halo. He was putting down a porcelain plate, and looked up at him. His silhouette and movements were very gentle.

Facing those warm blue eyes, Xia Qi couldn't help thinking of the indulgence a moment ago, his ears burned, but he didn't look away, but the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, and he simply quickened his pace happily.

He saw three plates of freshly baked snacks on the table, and a small pot of fruit tea was boiling. He couldn't help taking a breath of the tempting fragrance, and sat down happily: "When you wake up, you will have something to eat, and this Waiting for good things, my Taoist companion is too caring."

Qing Yan put the chopsticks into his hands, and put a small plate of cooked tender meat on the table, which had been carefully divided into small pieces, apparently also prepared dinner for Sui Sui.

Qingyan's dark blue robes belonged to Qing Yan at some point. He was already dressed neatly, and he was straightening out the folds of his clothes. He looked at him with tender eyes: "Ah Qi, use it more. I'll go out to see the current situation."

Xia Qi let out a "huh" when he heard the words, and realized that the happy time was too fast. It had been more than half a day since he entered the mustard seed. He hurriedly finished the lotus cake in his hand, and took another sip of warm fruit tea: "Okay, let's go……"

As he said that, he was about to stand up from the chair, when several halo-blue prohibition runes instantly emerged from his body, staggered and gathered, and stopped him back to the chair.

He was defenseless by Qing Yan's side, and in a daze, the prohibition quickly tied him tightly to the chair, unable to move.

Restriction is Cang Li's rune.

He raised his eyes in astonishment, and looked at Qing Yan who was watching silently: "Bai Lan, what are you doing?"

Qing Yan walked over slowly, bent down, straightened the blue silk and clothes for him, and swept away the fallen flowers on his shoulders, his eyes and voice were very indifferent: "Now that the war is coming to an end, it is good for Ah Qi to rest in mustard seeds, and I will take Ah Qi Take it back safely."

Xia Qi was dumbfounded, he suddenly realized that even if he returned to Qing Yan wholeheartedly, and after the consolation a moment ago... the fact of his death had already left a heavy shadow on Qing Yan's heart, it would be difficult to Erase completely.

He tried to struggle for a few breaths, but the strength of the confinement remained motionless. Seeing that Qing Yan could not be stopped from leaving, he hurriedly called out to Xue Lingyou who was eating dinner on the table: "Sui Sui! Bite your father! Don't let him go!"

Xueling Weasel twitched its small ears, looked at the tender meat prepared by Qingyan in front of him, and then at the angry Xia Qi, was stunned, lay down, and carefully chewed the meat in his mouth.

Seeing him dissatisfied and glaring at others, Qing Yan smiled in his eyes close at hand, stroked his lips with his thumb, and wiped away the debris from the corners of his lips: "Why are you embarrassing the child. Play for a while, rest when you are tired, and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Xia Qi yelled "No, no, no", but seeing that Qing Yan ignored his accusation at all, turned around and was about to leave ruthlessly, immediately lifted his foot, hooked Qing Yan's calf with the back of his foot, preventing the other party from continuing to walk.

Imprisoning him in mustard seeds to keep him out of danger is really something that Qingyan can do.Moreover, the Cangcheng runes, especially the runes of Qingyan, must be very effective, and it is difficult to escape.

He hurriedly opened his mouth and said nonsense: "Wait, Bo Lan, calm down. If you are really worried, tie me to your belt. Wherever Bo Lan goes, I will go there!"

Qing Yan looked down at the restless foot very calmly: "..."

Seeing that Qing Yan was silent, Xia Qi continued to say earnestly: "Bai Lan, you can't lock me. As long as I want to go out, I will always find a way. But I don't want to appear outside without warning and make you worry."

Now that Shen Xinghai has a tsunami, how many disciples and common people will be swept away, there are dangers beyond the mustard seeds.What's more, Xiaoshan disciples are fighting bloody battles in dangerous situations, how can the sect master hide in a safe place alone?

But he didn't want to use these good reasons to force Qing Yan, it was too cold and hard, and it would be hard on the other party's heart and become an inextricable frost.

The instep of his foot gently rubbed against the hooked calf, and he said softly, "Yinyuan has been released, my meridians will no longer hurt, and the injury will heal quickly. After I go out, I will Stay by Bo Lan's side, if anyone dares to hit me, Bo Lan will give him a sword, okay?"

He stared fixedly at the quiet and tall figure, and after a while, perhaps the thought of respecting him gained the upper hand, Qing Yan didn't turn around, but Night Breeze sighed almost imperceptibly.

The Lan Che restraint on his body slowly dissipated, turning into tiny fireflies in the night.

Xia Qi didn't rush out of Jiezi immediately, he stepped forward and took his Taoist companion's hand, hugged her on the other side's feet and kissed his cheek, and joked softly with a smile: "This is the deposit paid in advance to Bai Lan to protect me, when we come back, we will meet again." Discuss rewards carefully."

Qing Yan's tense body slowly relaxed, and when she looked at him, there was only soft helplessness in her eyes, and then a faint smile: "I will never let Ah Qi break his promise again."