My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi waited for Qingyan to come back tonight, just planning to talk about the damage to his soul.He learned from the doctor in the hospital that the other party's injured soul was gradually recovering, and he also let go of his hanging heart.

He was just silently leaning against each other in a hurry to clear the banquet.

As for Qing Yan, as a cultivator, how could his soul be damaged in the magic circle for refining demon souls... Qing Yan didn't talk about it, so he didn't mention it.

The truth hidden in the thick fog is heavy and sharp, enough to destroy Qing Yan's self-cognition for a hundred years, and even subvert his Dao heart.If the Dao heart is damaged, it is not far from the cultivation base plummeting and going mad.

But now the relevant signs are gradually revealed, Qing Yan is so smart and sensitive, how could he not detect and guess?

No matter what happens in the future, Xia Qi will always accompany Qing Yan.As for related matters, if the other party didn't talk about it, he wouldn't ask.

However, Qing Yan was even a little bit aware of the clue, and was willing to share it with him, which he did not expect.

Xia Qi raised his head in Qingyan's arms, and silently looked at those pensive, slightly ecstatic eyes.

He was a little worried, so he reached out to caress the other person's cheek, and said softly, "Bo Lan, tell me, but I'm listening."

Qing Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, she came back to her senses, held his hand and put it under the warm quilt, but never let go.

"I have never set foot in Shen Xinghai. I guarded the east coast of Lingzhou alone 60 years ago. The coastal assistance outside the Xiaoshan city wall 20 years ago was the closest I was to Shen Xinghai, and I have never been to Lingying Mountain. But refining the soul In the illusion, Shen Xinghai's black waves rushed to my feet, and I was in... the Lingying Mountain where the family was destroyed and the corpses of spirit beasts and demon cultivators were everywhere."

Xia Qi's heart skipped a beat. With just a few words, he could already sense the depression and bloodiness of the scene Qing Yan saw...

And as early as a hundred years ago, Shen Xinghai became a place of no return, and Lingying Mountain was already separated by an enchantment, no one could set foot in it.

He was so worried that he subconsciously clenched Qing Yan's hand, his eyes moved, but he still didn't make a sound.

Qing Yan sank into her own thoughts, and frowned slightly: "This kind of phantom appeared vaguely once on the Heart Demon Mirror in Changyao Secret Realm. At that time, I thought it was the memory left by the demon beast. But this time it was so clear Its environment..." He paused, as if he felt that what he wanted to say was absurd, but seeing Xia Qi's concentration and seriousness, his clear eyes only reflected him, his restless mood calmed down, and he continued, "It seems to be refining the soul. The technique forcibly pulls out the memory in the soul."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Xia Qi's hand had suddenly turned cold, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

Is it because these words are so bizarre that they scare the other party?

But Xia Qi held his hand with both hands, frowned worriedly, his eyes were red with distress, and asked in a low voice: "The technique is pulling your soul, does it hurt?"

Qing Yan's breath lightened suddenly.

It's not that the person in his arms doesn't understand what he means, and he must know that if he can be shaken by the soul refining technique, he is not an ordinary monk.

It's just that the other party is more worried about his personal safety and feelings, and the rest... Where does he have a relationship with, where he comes from, or what secrets he holds, it doesn't seem to matter.

It is indeed extremely painful for the soul to be shaken, far better than any physical pain.

But Xia Qi looked uncomfortable because of this...as if he was the one who was hurt all this time.

Qing Yan's heart felt sore, and she wanted to take it lightly, but she knew that her Taoist companion was extremely worried. If she saw his reaction indifferently, she must think of a bigger crisis.

He said frankly: "Well, it's only for a few breaths."

Even so, Xia Qi still hugged him tightly, and when he buried his head in his arms, he could vaguely see the color of water in the drooping eyes.

Qing Yan hugged the person in his arms, feeling a little helpless, it seemed that the other person was so sad...more concerned than what he was confused about.

Xia Qi didn't hear Qing Yan continue talking for a long time, he just patted his back comfortingly, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and looked up at him.

Facing those worried eyes, he was stunned, how could he make the other party worry about him.

Subconsciously, he lightly rubbed his shoulder on the opponent's shoulder, causing the opponent to bow his head.

The left eye that was kissed at the end of the eye narrowed slightly in fear of itching, but he did not avoid it: "Apart from this, did Bo Lan notice any other abnormalities?"

Qing Yan was silent for a few breaths, frowned slightly, and really remembered another thing.

"Aqi, do you still remember that in the secret realm of Changyao, the heart demon mirror was used as the eye to support the heart demon illusion. The heart demon mirror can reflect people's hearts and trace the past of cause and effect, which is a bit rare. At that time, the mirror was broken, and I picked it up. A fragment of a mirror, I want to compile the inner demon mirror into the Cangcheng classics, and the fragments are attached to the archives. After leaving Lingzhou, the succession ceremony of the head of Cangcheng is coming soon, and I entered the largest secret realm in Cangcheng to accept the final trial. In the last level, the mirror of the heart turned into heaven and earth, and I asked whether the people in it had any flaws in their Taoism. I stood in the mirror of the heart, and I noticed something glowing in the mustard seed. I took out the fragment of the mirror of the heart demon, and it was My fingertips melted and dripped into the mirror of my heart."

Qing Yan paused, and the words he was about to say once made him feel uneasy, "The mirror of the heart is an ancient sacred object, which can be traced back thousands of years. It may be a coincidence. There are some strange sights."

The sound of water dropping into the sea instantly broke the peace and harmony of the sky and the earth in the mirror of the mind. The cloudy sky suddenly changed color, the wind and clouds surged, and the sun and moon rose and set rapidly.

A huge dark shadow pierced through the air, without showing the figure, only the reflection.It leaps into the sky and dives into the abyss, hovering and wandering between the heaven and the earth, covering the sky and the sun, and filling the wilderness.

Like an ancient god's mansion, it deters and shocks, dims the sun and moon, and makes everything low.

Qing Yan looked up from the chaotic mirror, feeling shaken in his heart for a long time.

The miracle passed in a few breaths.

At that time, he was extremely hesitant, thinking that it was the heart demon mirror that caused the mind mirror to go wrong. It wasn't until the phantom in the soul refining circle that he realized the clue—the scene in the heart mirror must be related to him.

He even began to suspect that his amnesia was not so simple, maybe it was not just forgetting Xia Qi.

Xia Qi also opened his eyes wide, just listening to Qingyan's description, he was so shocked by the restored scene in his mind that he almost forgot to breathe.

He was a little puzzled: "But you still passed the test?"

Qing Yan responded: "After the heart mirror calmed down, I was inspected by Cang Li's ancestors in front of the head seal. The other party thought for a long time and approved me."

Xia Qi immediately knew the strangeness that Qing Yan noticed.

As early as when Qing Yan was acting as the head of the generation, his moral cultivation and swordsmanship had already been recognized by the head of the previous generation.Over the years, Zhangmenyin has naturally observed and considered his every word and deed.

The trial is just a ceremony, like a final test. If there is something missing in the Qingyan banquet, it will not meet the standard of the master, and you will not be able to enter the trial secret realm at all.

Since the head seal has been considered for a long time... it is something wrong in the secret realm.

As for what's wrong... probably traced back to the past of Qing Yan.

Xia Qi sighed inwardly: "But in the end, Bo Lan was recognized, proving that Bo Lan is a well-deserved leader."

Qing Yan bent her lips silently, thoughtfully.

After a while, his smile faded, and he said in a low voice, "Ah Qi, I have never been able to calculate my own birthday."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, almost frightened by Qing Yan's sharpness.

With Qingyan's cultivation level, he can calculate anyone's life in an instant.The other party must have doubted his origin, so he wanted to compare Yunzhang's birthday with the major events that happened over the years.

Xia Qi pondered for a moment, didn't know how to respond, so he could only sincerely suggest: "How about, my birthday will also be yours in the future? Let's spend it together."

A smile appeared in Qing Yan's eyes again: "Do you remember your birthday?"

Xia Qi tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, then he answered truthfully in embarrassment: "It's never been a birthday, and I don't remember it either."

The smile in Qing Yan's eyes deepened, and after a while, he sighed: "Unfortunately, I can't calculate your birthday either."

Looking at it this way, it was indeed not easy for him to forget about Xia Qi.

The two people who couldn't figure out the way looked at each other for a while, and laughed at the same time.

Qing Yan thought, if Xia Qi was in his arms five years ago, he would not dare to tell him these things, for fear of scaring him and making him worry.But holding him and kissing him, seeing his lively and happy appearance, can dispel the dampness and anxiety in my heart.

But now Xia Qi is nestled in his arms, able to listen to him confess everything, and share all the details of sorrow and joy with him in the mist.

Anxiety will be soothed in a hug, and anxiety will be eliminated in a kiss.

This is a fellow traveler who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, a person who fills his heart with joy, and a Taoist companion who will be with him for a lifetime.

He also remembered that the first time he saw Xia Qi after losing his memory, Xia Qi was unwilling to undo the agreement, and said that if he lost his memory, he hoped that Qing Yan would not give up and bring himself back to his Taoist companion.

Xia Qi was right.Fortunately, the other party insisted on bringing him back to his Taoist companion.

Xia Qi hugged Qing Yan's waist: "I don't need my birthday to commemorate anything, every day with Bo Lan is worth remembering. Other things, there will always be a way to know, now go to Nanfeng, Bo Lan thinks Are these the things to verify?"

The tightness between Qing Yan's brows gradually loosened, and her eyes fell on the face that was close at hand.

Xia Qi's handsome is gentle and elegant, the wind and frost in Xiaoshan in the past five years has sculpted the edges and corners of his eyebrows and eyes a bit sharper, carrying a bit of mature coldness of frost invisibly.

And every time the ice and snow melt and the recovery of all things belongs to him.The closer he got, the warmer he became.

Just like at this moment, the person in his arms was leaning on his shoulder, listening to him, his eyes were clear and cute, and his whole body was soft and dependent.

It's heartbreaking.

Qing Yan involuntarily responded in a low voice, traced the eyebrows and eyes lightly with his fingers, and after a few breaths, he remembered something: "There is one more thing, I am not sure, and I didn't mention it tonight. The magic circle discovered in the Longzhou boundary, and Xiaoshan's weird magic circle, the logic of the inscriptions in it is sort of familiar..."

Qing Yan's fingers itched slightly on his face, Xia Qi was a little distracted, but Qing Yan's sayings were familiar...

These magic circles all come from Lingying Mountain...Qing Yan feels familiar...There is nothing wrong with it...

Seeing that Qing Yan said this, Xia Qi fell into deep thought again, staring at him with slightly absent-minded eyes, trying to trace back the familiarity.

And the fingers tracing the eyebrows and eyes didn't stop, still disturbing his heart.

He was caressed so that his eyes narrowed slightly, and he grasped Qing Yan's skirt tightly.

I was a little annoyed that my fingers were grinding, and I didn't want to avoid this thin and itchy comfort for no reason.

His fingertips crossed the bridge of his nose and hung in front of the tip of his nose.

Qing Yan was lost in thought, frowning slightly, as if he had failed to think.

Didn't notice his dissatisfied gaze.

Xia Qi leaned forward a little, and touched the fingertip of that finger with his lips.

Qing Yan returned to his place in an instant, and his eyes met his, the color of his eyes gradually deepened, and they were filled with a meaningful smile.

The hand didn't withdraw, but stretched out, stroked his lips, and rubbed them for a few breaths. The thumb unexpectedly penetrated into the gap between the lips, gently pried open the teeth, and touched the soft and moist tip of the tongue.

Xia Qi froze all over, almost couldn't believe it, and looked at him in astonishment.

The shame instantly burned his consciousness blank.

... What is the upright and self-sufficient Qing Xianzun doing!

Naihe's hand around his waist was like an inescapable imprisonment, cutting off his way of retreating, he could only watch the smile in Qing Yan's eyes grow deeper.

The hand sculpted like a plum bone in front of him is used to holding the sword that shocked the world, but now it is carefully entangled with the tongue in his mouth, and it is gradually stained with wet crystals.

He couldn't get away from the embarrassment, his whole body was burning hot, and he couldn't help but closed his eyes and whimpered aggrievedly.

In the next breath, the bad finger was removed.

Xia Qi thought that Qing Yan had let him go, and opened his eyes slightly, the silver thread broke at the corner of his lips.

But Qing Yan leaned over and took his lips.

The tip of the tongue was agitated extremely sensitive by the previous touch, and it was touched by the same tenderness, which made the breathing tremble even more.

In the dim bed curtain, a premeditated request is gentle and full of intrusion.

A moment later, Qingyan let Xia Qi go, and even wiped the corners of his lips for him.

Seeing Qingyan's eyes filled with a soft depth, he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue contentedly, and commented on the hospitality in a deep voice with a smile.

"Aqi is so sweet."

Xia Qi's eyelashes twitched, he felt his whole body was scorched, and the end of his eyes were red.

He grasped the hem of Qingyan's clothes tightly, buried his head in his arms, wailed in his heart, and refused to raise his head again.

How could my Taoist partner be so... so straightforward and enthusiastic and caught off guard, as if he was precisely retreating his not hard shell, touching his naked soul in the most gentle and provocative way, every time he touched Makes people tremble and cry.

He suddenly realized that the provocative words that he thought were exquisite before, which gradually made his Taoist couple fall, but he didn't know that compared with the direct intimacy of Qing Yan... it was not enough at all.

Qing Yan rubbed the tip of the red ear, and the person in his arms whimpered with grievance, as if accusing him of being bad.

My Taoist companion was so ashamed that he was completely red, and he seemed to have no way to continue bullying, not to mention that the other party was seriously injured and couldn't help tossing.He also thought about what the other party would look like when he went further in the future.

He couldn't help laughing happily, and there was no gloom left in his heart.

Xia Qi hid like an ostrich for a long time, but fortunately Qing Yan didn't do anything else, the heat on his cheeks slowly cooled down.

Buried for too long, I was too embarrassed to raise my head.

Realizing that Qing Yan took his hand and touched the palm, he thought of something and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Qing Yan clenched his wrist one step ahead of him.

"What happened to your palm?"

It was in the side hall, and he crushed a wine glass when he heard that Qing Yan was in danger.He has a special physique, and his injuries healed much slower than ordinary monks, and there are still fine scars on the palms of his hands.

Xia Qi finally took the opportunity to raise his eyes, seeing Qing Yan frowning slightly, he said angrily, "I was pissed off by the Taoist."

Qing Yan brushed over the scar lightly, and knew what was hurt, so he couldn't help but hold his hand, palms pressed together, the healing spell glowed slightly: "My fault."

Both of their eyes fell on the only faint light source in the dim bed curtain.

After a moment of silence, Xia Qi tentatively asked, "Bai Lan, do you have any guesses about these things?"

The palm returned to normal, the faint light source went out, Qing Yan held his hand and did not leave.

After a while, he replied: "Yes. I have a hunch that going to Nanfeng... will change a lot."

Nowadays, many things have begun to slowly deviate from his control.

The Qingyan remained calm, but Xia Qi still sensed his uneasiness, so he couldn't help but hugged his waist tightly, and comforted him: "What will remain the same is that I will accompany you. If you go to Nanfeng, with me here, we will definitely be able to go together." Return together."

Qing Yan laughed silently, and when she returned home, she was covered in snow, and all the confusion and confusion in her heart disappeared.

"Yes, as long as Aqi is around."

A hundred years is not in vain, and his Taoist heart has been questioned by countless calamities, but it remains unmoved.

No matter the way of origin or the way back has changed several times, he is him.

As long as Xia Qi is safe, the world is so big that nothing can trap him.

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