not immortal

In the deep spring night, Jian Louzi sat cross-legged in the hall, his eyes trembled suddenly, and he opened his eyes from the sublime practice after a while, frowning and looking sideways to the outside of the hall, the steps were dark, and even the night "m"" 'f" "x" "y"% There are no cats on this trip.

The tip of his ear moved slightly, but after all he got up and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a thin and small figure squatting under the steps. When he heard it, he raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Master!" Jiang Xu's voice was much louder than usual, and he was a little anxious, "I want to go down the mountain to practice!"

I don't know where the fuss is coming from, but Jian Louzi felt a rush of blood rushing to his skull, and he scolded heavily: "Nonsense! With your three-legged kung fu, you can't even get out of Zhongzhou, what experience is there! "

Jiang Xu shrunk his neck like a conditioned reflex, and got up quickly after realizing the reaction, holding the sword to argue with him: "Senior brother only practiced in Zhongzhou at first, besides, I am so old, I won't go down the mountain to practice again After a while, how can there be any progress."

After speaking, he felt guilty again, lowered his eyes and muttered: "It's not like everyone can be like senior brother, who can be enlightened by just sitting."

"I think you just can't calm down!" Jian Louzi shook his sleeves heavily, and snorted, "I don't even weigh myself, but I just want to join in the fun when I see everyone running down the hill!"

I'm not afraid to lose my life!

He thought about it for a moment, with the expression on his face still cold, and he vetoed it with a flick of his sleeves: "Anyway, this matter is not allowed. If you really want to make progress, let your senior brother take you to the Dao Discussion Conference to have a look."

"do not want!"

Jiang Xu blurted out, his voice was sharp and ear-piercing, but he was taken aback. Jian Louzi frowned and looked at him again. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Xu slowed down and said in a low voice: " The senior brother also has his own things to do when he goes to the Dao Discussion Conference, how can he take care of me, and besides, with the senior brother watching, how can it be regarded as experience."

However, those absurd and strange dreams of recent days flashed alternately in his mind, for a while it was the slender figure under the moonlight, and for a while it was the rain of arrows overwhelming the sky under the gloomy sky. What he remembered was what Yan Sui said outside the sword hall that day.

close?

He curled his lips and slandered, no matter how close he is, he might really lose his life. Although it is a fantasy dream, you can't completely believe it, but it's too mysterious to see what you dream.

No, I am a person in this mystical way. If you think about it carefully, it is really not a mystical thing.

While his mind was wandering, Jiang Xu could only hear Jian Louzi refute: "Anyway, let's not discuss this matter."

"Master——" he rushed to Jian Louzi cheekily, and smiled flatteringly, "I know you are worried about me, but I have practiced on the mountain for hundreds of years anyway, and I can't go far away. But at the foot of this mountain, I can still protect myself."

Jian Louzi watched him intently, as if he was deliberating, Jiang Xu was determined, and then he calmed down and persuaded: "Besides, if there is anything I can't solve, with such a profound cultivation base of Master, It won’t take long to get here.”

"Who cares if something happens to you!" Jian Louzi snorted coldly, trying to raise his leg to kick him, "It sounds nice, but I just want to go down the mountain to play! If something really happens, don't call me, tell your senior brother to go !"

This is Yun, Jiang Xu's mouth turned up brightly, and he said happily: "Understood! Never bother Master Qingxiu!"

As for Yan Sui?That would be even more impossible. Thinking of this, his expression darkened indiscernibly, and then he quickly smiled at Jian Louzi: "Then choosing the day is worse than hitting the sun, Master, I will go down the mountain. "

"In such a hurry?" Jian Louzi's eyes showed surprise, "It's rare for you to leave before the chickens are up."

"I said it was for practice," Jiang Xu said unconvinced, "Master doesn't believe me."

"Okay," Jian Louzi didn't bother to talk to him, counted with his hands behind his back, and finally nodded, "Then you go, and you can just catch up with the Dao Discussion Conference when you come back."

"Yes!" Jiang Xu responded cheerfully, turned around and jumped down the steps, and waved with Jian Louzi behind his back, "Thank you, Master!"

What I thought was:

Discussion Conference?Only fools come back to participate!

……

The early spring in Zhongzhou was dry and cold, and it was rare that it rained at night. The rumbling thunder had not dissipated since the morning, and even the air was dull. There were sporadic vendors wearing coir raincoats walking on the streets, and their sleepy shouts were muffled by the thunderstorm. In the meantime, half a square and sloppy face appeared from under the bamboo hat:

"Look—look, take a look—well, today..."

Boom!

White light pierced the gloomy sky, and thunder roared from far away, making people tremble and drowsy. A pair of half-old cloth shoes couldn't withstand the slippery spring rain. Teeth fell back uncontrollably.

I only hope that this fall will not be too heavy, the man secretly prayed amidst the thunder, that he has to go to the field tomorrow, but he must not miss it!

In the end, he was firmly supported by someone on the waist, and he was led to stand firmly on the street again, and a clear and clear voice came from his ear, brisk, like a soft spring breeze blowing the branches and leaves: "This rain will continue to fall for a long time." , why don’t you find a place to shelter from the rain and nourish your spirits, the road is slippery in this rainy day, so you still have to pay attention.”

The man nodded blankly, and handed over his bamboo hat with a slender wrist: "Well, if you fall again, you will really have to lie on the bed for a long time, and I came here at the same time last time, It's freezing cold, and you were also walking on the street, and now seeing you again, I feel that this Yong'an Town is so familiar that I just came here yesterday."

He looked up along that hand, and there was a young man in a white robe standing in front of him, with a pair of rare amber pupils, slender eyebrows and curved eyes, looking sickly white, with a sword on his back, Although there was no umbrella, the corners of the white robe were still unstained by rain and dust, clean as new.

At first glance, it was the cultivator on the mountain.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him again and again: "Thank you for your help! Thank you for your help! I haven't been able to repay the fairy, so I'll give you something I just made this morning, uh,"

He paused for a while, and his eyes fell on the stack of his own letters—the bright red hawthorns were wrapped in sugar, and they were so clear that the children in Yong'an Town loved to eat these things, but they were not suitable for the young man in front of him no matter what.

How can anyone who cultivates the Tao be good at this!

In the end, I saw the young man slightly bent his eyes and waved his hands to himself, and said briskly: "You and I seem to be quite destined, so how can we thank you for your effort, but your food looks novel, how do you sell it?"

"Not much money!" The man chuckled and took a bunch off and handed it to him, "This is candied haws. If the fairy is interested, I'll give you a bunch as a treat!"

The young man smiled shyly, took the stick in his hand, and blushed slightly: "Thank you very much."

He took the candied haws, and seemed to think of something, pointed to the side of the street, and signaled: "Here, there are no people on the street now, why don't you go there and rest, and come out when the rain is lighter."

"Okay, okay," the man nodded again and again, fearing that something might happen again, "the fairy elder, go slowly."

"You don't need to be called Xianchang," the young man laughed briskly, and waved his hands at him, "If you see me again next time, just call me Shaoxia!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. The man looked at his brisk figure fading away in the rain, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration:

"With such an immortal demeanor, presumably he must be an immortal from the Wuji sect!"

Boom-!

The thunder rolled and resounded through the long street again, the man was shaken back to his senses, and saw that the sky was even darker, with gray clouds weighing heavily on his head, as if the first rainstorm of the year was about to fall, he was chilled by the strong wind, In my mind, I recalled the words of the young man just now.

"That's all," he murmured, turning around and walking around, touching his pockets, "It's better to take a rest first, if it really hurts, it will miss this year's busy farming season."

There was only a slight whisper on the street: "It's strange, why did you take three extra copper coins to go out?"

Under the eaves not far away, Jiang Xu bit a bright red hawthorn, bent his eyes to see the increasingly gloomy clouds and saw white lightning flashing intermittently, the sweet and sour taste exploded in his mouth, he sighed contentedly.

He hadn't eaten this kind of food for many years, he thought, if Jian Louzi found out, he would be reprimanded again.

"A cultivator should not be greedy for this appetite," he muttered and bit another fruit, "I can recite it all."

Then I couldn't help but think of Yan Sui—that was when he was just brought back to the Wuji Sect, and for some reason he fell seriously ill, so he invited Elder Qingyun from the medicine hall to come to see him, and finally Yan Sui took a piece of paper for him. The gourd pill was bitter, so Jiang Xu just refused to take it after making a fuss. Instead, after seeing the dark red pill, he cried to Yan Sui, insisting on eating candied haws.

Jiang Xu paused while holding the stick, and frowned.

"This one is too sour," he mumbled, "It's about to fall out."

What happened in the end?Jiang Xu couldn't help thinking down the memories, Yan Sui was an excellent person, he had a high fever that day, cried again, fell into a drowsy sleep for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up, he saw nothing but the A gourd of medicine, and a bunch of bright red candied haws. Yan Sui left him a lamp, which was dim and made him want to cry again when he woke up.

Because of this incident, Yan Sui was punished by Jian Louzi to stand against the wall for half a day. Jiang Xu hid behind the pillar and heard Jian Louzi scold him: "He is still young, don't you understand! Cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, this principle Others don't need to understand, how can you not understand the ruthless way you have cultivated since childhood!"

Boom-!

Lightning tore through the thick clouds, Jiang Xu's hand trembled, and the memory stopped abruptly. The long wind howled from the end of the sky, and there were some other voices vaguely mixed in——

Sharp, broken, extremely weak, but like a human scream.

He stood up straight suddenly, and the rain poured down, the sky and the earth were white, and the sound of the rain drowned out everything.

However, Jiang Xu's eyes fell on a certain direction accurately.

……

Knock, knock, knock.

Yan Suili waited outside the door for a while, the house was still very quiet, the yard behind him was soaked by the rain, holding an umbrella, he raised his hand and knocked again.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of flapping wings came from under the window, and the white-haired parrot started to yell right on time: "Wake up early to eat! Wake up early to eat!"

But the house was still quiet, Yan Sui's eyes darkened, and he called out in a warm voice: "Xu Xu, but you haven't woken up yet?"

Without any reply, he waited for a while, finally closed the umbrella, and gently pushed the door open.

squeak-

The room was dark, half-burned lamps were placed on the table, the beds were made neatly, as if no one had slept all night, the windows were half open, the ground was wet, and it rained all night.

There was no sign of Jiang Xu.

Yan Sui unconsciously tightened his fingers, his expression became more and more serious, he turned around abruptly, grabbed the umbrella and rushed outside, before he crossed the threshold, he bumped into Jian Louzi who was coming from behind, with a look on his face Received, cupped his hands and respectfully said: "Good morning, Master."

Jian Louzi seemed a little surprised, and asked him, "Why are you here?"

"It's raining heavily today, and I want to see my junior brother for a ride," Yan Sui lowered his eyes slightly, and said respectfully, "But I don't want my junior brother to wake up early today, but he is already gone."

"Your junior brother has gone down the mountain," Jian Louzi said, but his brows were suddenly lowered, "Why do you have the aura of a demon cultivator on your body?"

Countless dark emotions surged in Yan Sui's eyes, and in the end he just clenched his hands, and said in a gentle voice, "This time I went down the mountain and caused some trouble, and I chased it up the mountain. I cut off one of its tails, but I still let it escape. gone."

After he finished speaking, he shook his long sleeves, and a bloody snow-white fox tail fell on the ground. Jian Louzi nodded in approval, and said with relief: "It is not easy for a demon cultivator who can break through the restrictions under the sect to break in." , it’s not surprising that it escaped.”

Yan Sui nodded slightly in response, and asked casually, "When will Junior Brother come back today?"

Jian Louzi looked at him strangely, and said: "Since I went down the mountain to practice, it will take more than a month to come back, Ziji, what's the matter with you?"

click.

Yan Sui's hand behind his back made a faint sound of broken joints, his expression was heavy and there was no trace of a smile, and his tone was unpredictable:

"travel?"