My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The next day, a visitor came to Xinghui Peak.

The person who came was Cang Li Sanzunli, Qing Yan's other junior brother, Qing Shiyu.

Xia Qichang felt that Cangcheng sect's costumes were extremely inclusive, and the same moon-white and silver-colored robes could show different flavors on different disciples.

The three of them were from the Qing Dynasty, Qing Yan was cold and handsome, Qing Tingyun was elegant and dignified, Qing Shiyu had a gentle and elegant temperament, and Yin and Yuebai became immortal on him.

In the Qing Dynasty, Master Yu was in charge of swordsmanship teaching, assessment, daily life and other affairs for Cangcheng's disciples.

Xia Qi once rescued a little spirit beast from the hunter's net, and met Qing Shiyu on the way to bring it back to Cangcheng for release, and the two of them washed the little spirit beast for nothing.

Since then, we have become acquainted, and Qing Shiyu treats him like a junior, occasionally stroking his head lovingly, as if he is pulling a spirit beast, even the way he does it is the same.

Xia Qi came over after soaking in the spirit pond with a fruit in his mouth.Qing Shiyu was sitting with Qing Yan in the courtyard, he smiled and winked at Xia Qi, and dug into the mustard seeds—a pile of brightly colored piles in the blink of an eye, it turned out to be rare mundane items.

His eyes lit up, the juicy and sweet fruit in his mouth became less fragrant, and his steps became lighter.

The things brought by Qing Shiyu piled up on the table: "The food and fruit tea brought back by the disciples and grandchildren from Lingzhou seem novel, but there are too many... I heard that Xia Qi came back, so I brought some .”

The Qing banquet has already been bigu, so these are naturally for Xia Qi.

After Xia Qi thanked him, he couldn't wait to peel off a bag of snacks, took a few bites, the soft and sweet flour wrapped around the tip of his tongue, and then he felt that his feet fell into the mortal world again, and he came back to life: "Senior has saved the fruit trees of Xinghui Peak. I've been eating the tree bare for a few days."

Qing Yan had no intention of cooking a small stove for him to eat the wind and drink the dew. Even if the fruit full of spiritual energy was sweet and juicy, eating it for a few days would be fatal.Comparing such abstinence and asceticism with the delicacies he once soaked in Qingyan feasts, Xia Qi felt sad from moment to moment.

Qing Shiyu smiled, and then put a well-sealed letter on the table in front of Qingyan, without shy away from Xia Qi.

"A letter from the head of Changyao. I guess it's the sect asking for help. Senior brother has been to Lingzhou, so he must know that the situation in Lingzhou is not optimistic."

Xia Qi glanced through a pile of small boxes, and glanced at this slightly formal request for help.

Qing Tingyun just came back from Lingzhou, and Chang Yao sent out another call for help. The evil in Lingzhou has become unmanageable?

But if you don't avoid the affairs of other sects, it's because of his status as a Taoist companion of Qingyan that he treats him as one of his own, and it would be impolite to intervene.

Qing Yan picked up the letter, and the sealed seal disintegrated into light and disappeared under the urging of spiritual power, and the two pieces of letter paper fluttered and fell docilely in front of Qing Yan's eyes.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and the letter paper landed in front of Qing Shiyu lightly like a butterfly, indicating that it was readable.

Qingyan: "I'm going to Lingzhou this time."

A few decades ago, dealing with evil troubles was still a basic experience for disciples of each sect, and at most one middle-level disciple could solve them.But in recent years, the disaster of demons has spread rapidly and fiercely, and the pressure of various sects has increased. The three masters of Cang Li are also alarmed down the mountain every now and then to deal with high-level demons and support.

As the chief disciple, Qing Yan has already taken over the affairs related to the head of the sect. In order to facilitate communication between Cangcheng, Qingyan is responsible for dispatching the territory of Longzhou where Cangcheng is located.There are only a small number of cross-border support following the long-term untreated magic energy.

Qing Shiyu was a little surprised, and Xia Qi came to Cangchen recently, and he got together in a dilemma: "I have made preparations here, and I can go to Lingzhou tomorrow... Senior brother wants to go in person, what happened?"

Xia Qi was playing with the snack box in his hand and remained silent.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Shadow Ring sent instructions from the demon hunters in Longzhou to go to Lingzhou.Lingzhou is seriously plagued by demons, no matter what time it is, it is the responsibility.

If he had done it before, he would have set off immediately, but in this life, with complete emotions and desires, he was dragged down by reluctance, so he decided to stay with Qing Yan for one more day.

Qing Yan made this decision, which made him unable to distinguish for a moment whether he wanted to avoid himself, or whether he had sensed the message...

There was still no clue on Qing Yan's face: "Five years ago, I set up a defensive array around Jindu and Changyao in Lingzhou to block monsters. Recently, demons have invaded Jindu City one after another, and it seems that the array has failed. Five Over the years, I have calculated and modified the magic circle many times, and now I will strengthen it. It is difficult to dispatch manpower, and I hope the magic circle can relieve the pressure a little."

Xia Qi was taken aback.

The modification of the formation always affects the overall situation, and even the slightest modification will bring about rapid changes. Without deeper knowledge and energy investment, it will not be possible.

Qingyan is considered a rare master of the rune magic circle in the world, and he is still improving in the gaps between being busy with dealing with evil troubles in the past few years...preparing for a rainy day.

Xia Qi curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly.

Qing Shiyu nodded, in such a situation, it is indeed best to let the Qingyan go.

He glanced at the letter and paused, "This time, it's Chang Yao's turn for the Tianhai Banquet."

As soon as these words fell, the three of them fell silent neatly.

Xia Qi is aware of the Tianhai Banquet that Qing Shiyu mentioned, and it even has a lot to do with the current evil troubles.

Dating back several hundred years ago, Cangzhou in Longzhou, Changyao in Lingzhou and Shifang Pavilion in Nanfeng were the sects of cultivating immortals at their peak. The lottery competition gives rookie disciples a chance to make their mark and get to know each other.

The name Tianhai Banquet was chosen, which was taken from "the sky is flat and the sky is formed, and the river is turbulent and the sea is Yan".

But a hundred years ago, there were earth-shaking changes.

Lingying Mountain and the east bank of Yunzhang face each other across Shen Xinghai. The island is full of aura and rich in spirit stones and jade. Many spirit beasts and demon cultivators live here. Or it can be turned into an exquisite magic weapon, or it can be turned into a luxury ornamental object. The gourmet delicacies are even more ingenious, and every piece of circulating monks is very popular.

But Lingying Mountain has always been isolated from the outside world, and only opens its sea market on Shenxing Sea during the Lingzhou Thousand Lantern Festival once a year.

A hundred years ago, the mortal world was in turmoil, wars were raging, evil spirits and monsters took advantage of the chaos.The monsters in Lingying Mountain were infested with demon energy, and began to cause harm everywhere, and the coastal towns suffered the most.

The Shifang Pavilion was unbearably intruded, so they went to Lingying Mountain to discuss an explanation. The conflict between the two sides was fierce, and a big battle could not be avoided, and Lingying Mountain was destroyed.

Everyone thought this battle was the end, but in fact it was another beginning—not only the evil spirits caused troubles, but also the spirit beast cultivators who died in Lingying Mountain turned into demons and turned into demon beasts, which opened Yunzhang's evil disaster from a hundred years ago to the present .

Rumor has it that the battle at Lingying Mountain involved a lot and caused heavy damage. The old pavilion master of the Shifang Pavilion fell, the head of Cangcheng was seriously injured and has been in retreat until now, and the ancestor of Changyao disappeared—every sect suffered greatly.

For a hundred years, the major sects have protected their respective state borders. In order to facilitate discussions and exchange information, gatherings have been preserved, and only the contests between disciples who consume each other have been cancelled.

Xiaoshan Demon Hunter was never invited, Xia Qi only heard a few words from Master.

He preliminarily guessed that in Qingyan's generation, the three sects were already exhausted from evil troubles, and their friendship was not so deep.

When they rush to help each other, they each have their own thoughts.

In the chaos, self-protection is still difficult, and a group may not be able to gain warmth. The purpose of this juncture gathering may not be as pure as that of the ancestors.

It was related to the attitude of the sect, and the three tacitly did not discuss this matter.

Qing Shiyu's eyes fell on Xia Qi who was eating quietly, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Qi rarely came to Cangcheng, do you want to stay in Xinghui Peak to recover from your injuries? You don't look very well."

Xia Qi: "I'm going to Lingzhou too." No matter what Qing Yan thinks, the two will finally have another chance to continue getting along.

Qing Shiyu was a little surprised.

In the past five years, every time the senior brother came back from seeing Xia Qi, his expression was gloomy, presumably there were very few happy moments.

This time Xia Qi took the initiative to come back, and even stayed with Qing Yan for more than ten days. The two of them were alone in Xinghui Peak, so there must be enough time to mend their relationship...

Then he showed a knowing smile.

There was an eerie silence for a moment.

Xia Qi wanted to wipe his face, but almost stopped, but fortunately, Qingyan's expression was normal.

Xia Qi naturally knew what Qing Shiyu was thinking, he thought in the same direction, and felt that there was a big gap between now and the past.

As if making amends himself, he gently rubbed his hand into Qing Yan's palm, stared at Qing Yan with his chin poised, smiled and opened his eyes, and said nonsense: "Where Bo Lan is going, I will go."

Qing Shiyu couldn't help laughing, seeing signs of repairing the relationship between the two, he felt happy for his senior brother.

Qing Yan did not feel happy.

The held hand froze, and finally did not break free.

Xia Qi sometimes has intimacy but not too close, it is limited to getting close or touching with fingers, it is as natural as a habit, and his expression is too open, making him wonder if it is because Xia Qi is polite, or because he deliberately avoids it so that it will appear abrupt size.

But going to Lingzhou...he also has selfish motives.

Since Xia Qi insisted on waiting for him, he should try to find the answer together, not to mention being with Xia Qi back then was also his choice.

In the past few days, he would inexplicably think of the night when he proposed to sever the agreement, the light in Xia Qi's eyes was snuffed out like a candle, instantly losing its light and vitality.

Only then did he realize that he had to take the matter of Taoist companions more seriously. A monk had a long lifespan, and such a relationship involved another person's life.

the day of departure.

Xia Qi put all the food Qing Shiyu brought into mustard seeds, and there was nothing else to do. He waited by the mountain gate with the most valuable Gap Sword in his arms.

There was a rain in the mountains in the early morning, and the dampness was mixed with rich aura, and the breath was refreshing.

Layers of dark green surround the mountain road, ten steps on both sides of the mountain road is a stone crane holding a lamp, and a group of uniform Cangcheng disciples passed him and walked down the mountain.

The costumes of the Cangcheng sect are unified into a moon-white tunic and a silver outer robe. The only difference between disciples of different ranks is the silver thread pattern on the silver outer robe.

When he first met Qing Yan, he thought that Qing Yan, who only wore moon white robes and had superb cooking skills, was a famous cook...

The Qing banquet arrived shortly thereafter, the chief disciple's outer robe had intricate silver lines, with faint glimmers of light, like the morning sun shattered on the hem of the clothes, and the shadows of stars shone as he walked.

When he got to Xia Qi's side, he turned his wrist, and a silver bead floated in his palm, the halo was warm and restrained.

"You go inside to rest for a while, and come out when you arrive."

Xia Qi is very familiar with this thing, it is the mustard seed of the Qing banquet, this mustard seed is much bigger than ordinary objects, it can change the scenery with the master's spiritual consciousness, and there are hidden holes in the sky with the thought of the mind.

However, the owner is a calm Qingyan, and there is no chance for the fancy functions to be used. The scenery inside is an endless lake all year round, and there is a pavilion in the center of the lake. The pavilion is complete with stone tables and stools, and there is only a pot of tea on the table.

It's lacklustre, it's too bad, it's not tasteful.

Xia Qi's injury has not fully healed, and the trauma is not fatal... But the burning of the meridians has not been easy.Jin mustard seeds were carried over by Qingyan, which saved the fatigue on the road.

Qing Yan is careful...but he also knows that after leaving Xinghui Peak, he will not spend so much time with Qing Yan.

Xia Qi tugged at his sleeves: "It's been so long since I've been carried away, I want to ride Zaichuan with you."

Qing Yan expected that Xia Qi would refuse, and was used to the other party following him, so he could only withdraw his hand: "As you wish."

Xia Qi looked back at the Xingluo Mountains in the distance amidst the wind.Come back next time, when should it be.

"I remember that Cang Li has teleportation arrays to various states, why don't we go there?"

He was swallowed by the oncoming cool morning breeze, and after finishing his speech with difficulty, he had already swallowed a few mouthfuls, and hiccupped softly after choking.

Qing Yan made a trick, a barrier blocked in front of the two of them, the wind immediately went away, his voice became clear, and even the flapping hem of his clothes slowly fell down.

"It could be used a few years ago, but later the magic trouble became serious, and the teleportation array is no longer completely safe. The teleportation array used by Cang Li is also limited to moving between mountain peaks."

When it comes to the outside world, there are more uncontrollable factors.

They planned to go there with their swords, and support the demon disciples stationed along the way.

Xia Qi remembered a story he read in a storybook recently, so he chatted with Qing Yan: "I heard that a certain casual cultivator was intercepted by a demon in the teleportation formation. It was picked up in a bag and taken back to be buried..."

Qing Yan was silent for a moment: "...As far as I know, if you encounter such a thing, after you come out, it's just that the circulation of the meridian spiritual energy is blocked, and at most you will be injured internally."

Xia Qi suddenly came to his senses, thinking that if this story was written for monks, there would be no way to make up ghost stories.

Qing Yan seemed to see through what he was thinking, and looked back at him: "You are a monk, don't you know more than the stories compiled in the script?"

Especially the demon hunters, aren't they the panic makers in the ghost stories?

In the previous life, Xia Qi also thought it was true, but after returning to emotional perception, he saw many things differently, one of which was to find that the words he dismissed before were very interesting.

Xia Qi: "That's not the same. It's the same thing to see and hear, but the storybook makes common stories emotional, which makes it different. For example..."

For example, he recently read this book with great interest, about the love and hatred between Qing Yan, the head of Cangcheng Dynasty, and his mysterious Taoist couple who escaped marriage.At the beginning, he opened the book with the anger of being slandered, but after recovering, he has been holding on to the book for a long time... The plot is ups and downs, and the sense of substitution is very strong. After watching it, the fist is hardened, and I don’t know if I want to beat it even more. The author is still the ungrateful Taoist companion of Qing Yan...

He swallowed the words on his lips, and continued, "For example, based on some seniors..."

Qing Yan didn't seem to have expected that Xia Qi would never leave his hands all day long just to watch these... for a while, he couldn't answer the conversation.

Xia Qi hurriedly restored his image: "Of course, it's just a story, it's just a reference for some aspects!"

For example, he is not like the heartless and ungrateful Taoist companion in the story book, who always pesters Qingyan and him every night...extremely blatant!

He didn't hear Qing Yan's answer anymore, maybe it was an illusion, the outline of Qing Yan softened a little.

Xia Qi narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Yun beside him, and curled the corners of his lips.

Talking about these gossips with Qing Yan, it seems that they have returned to the time when they just met, Qing Yan chatted with him tirelessly, and patiently responded to even simple questions.

After five years of drifting away, it suddenly seemed like they had only left for a moment.

But these scripts written with Qing Yan as the protagonist... If you see the author, you have to beat him up first, and then spend a lot of money to replace the other protagonist's name with your own.

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The author has something to say:

"The earth is flat and the sky is made, the river is flat and the sea is Yan" comes from Tang Chen Jiyuan's "Preface to the Inscription of the Dragon Niche Taoist Temple".