Bone

Chapter 104

Watching Heng Jian's figure drift away, Ye Zhenglang shook his head amusedly, and sincerely praised: "You can have such a heart at such a young age, it really is a famous teacher who has produced a high-level apprentice. Now Qin Xianzun is in good health, thinking about it In a short time, he will be able to enter the world again, get rid of evil spirits, regain his prestige, and the world will be able to see his fairy appearance again!"

With a bit of emotion, he shook his head: "Hey, it's really lamentable. As cultivators of the same sect, some people are devoted to the Tao without any distracting thoughts, while others want to practice forbidden techniques to get rid of the evil spirits. Selfish..."

Listening to what he said, Xu Yanqing hung one glass lamp after another on the tip of the branch, his movements were as gentle as if he was moving the clouds and fog, and he never let the emotion in his eyes overflow, "Yes."

"Oh, yes!" Ye Zhenglan thumped his palm, "I should ask him to assist us in tracking down the forbidden arts!"

The fluorite lanterns that fell on the branches were blurred, casting colorful light and shadows on Xu Yanqing's face, but they couldn't clearly see the thick and gloomy mist in his eyes.Some bitterness and dark hatred seemed to be intertwined at the root of the tongue, and the astringency entered the abdomen along the throat, scalding the internal organs, but his tone was still so peaceful: "Yes. Junior brother has a firm heart, although he has no emotions, However, it should not be able to tolerate such a dirty act as practicing forbidden techniques, so naturally I will do my best to help."

——Brother, he has a firm heart and no emotions. If he finds out that his senior brother has practiced forbidden techniques, he will naturally deal with it fairly.

"Yes, yes!" Ye Zhenglang didn't know what was going on in his heart, he just felt a big stone in his heart fall to the ground, "In this way, everything will be easier to handle!"

Feeling much more relaxed, he raised his lips and smiled, and leisurely fiddled with the exquisite lamps that were swinging in the wind on the branches, "This glass is so pure..."

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the texture of the colored glaze was very similar to that of his friend's extremely cherished plum blossom sword pendant. He also remembered that Cai Heng said that the lamp was made by the palace, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Turning to Xu Yanqing, he said strangely: "Hey, my brother is like this now...how come he hasn't married yet, but he hasn't found a satisfactory one yet?"

"'Find what you want'...these words seem to be instigating me to kidnap civilian girls." Xu Yanqing smiled lightly, as if joking with him, "The word love, what you want is a relationship between two hearts Yue is good. I don't want to force it, let alone 'capture'."

——This sentence is not a lie.

He has what he likes, what he wants, and what he looks forward to, but he rarely insists on anything.

. . . only one, only one.

He, Xu Yanqing, is not bad in talent, spiritual roots, and comprehension, and everything is top-notch. Looking at the nine religions, six schools and five schools in the world, except for that one person, who else can beat him? ——But there is such a person in the world.

Born with immortal bones and earth-endowed spirit body, just like this, even if he has memorized tens of thousands of kung fu techniques, practiced hundreds of spiritual swords, and practiced for a hundred years, he will not be able to catch up or match.But how can he be willing to look at that one person alone?

He wasn't that Tan Junying, he had a good talent and ability not far behind Qin Nianjiu, but he was willing to be subordinate to others, pretending to be crazy and foolish around him.

Not reconciled, always not reconciled...then finally lost his mind.

In this short period of ten years, his cultivation base has increased greatly, his progress has been rapid, and he has always carefully controlled the proportion of his appearance, which is only surprising, but not suspicious, and he is watching the master let that person go. Slaying ghosts, he did not dissuade him at all, and finally waited until the day when he "claimed illness and retired to seclusion".Now he, Xu Yanqing, among the people, in the sect, and in all walks of life, is finally no longer just "Senior Brother Qin Xianzun", but "Xu Yanqing, the Immortal Zun of Guanshizong".

And all of this... the only thing he "forced" to get, will also come to naught.I'm afraid that in the future...even the method of transforming the sword spirit that he has painstakingly developed will be stigmatized.

It was originally an act of drinking poison to quench thirst, and it would be difficult to get overwhelmed with water. He had expected it would happen today.

It's just that when "today" came, he was still...not reconciled.

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unless……

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A cavity of thoughts was chaotic and turbulent, and suddenly went blank for a moment.It seemed that he was bewitched by that moment of blankness, tempting him to make a choice——

Quietly hanging the last glazed lamp on the peach branch, he gritted his teeth lightly, and turned his head to look at Ye Zhenglan, "—that's right. Didn't you say you wanted to borrow the sword record I wrote earlier? Well, put it in the Library Pavilion. Let's go together now."

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The night sky is empty, the evening breeze is gentle, and the lights in Fuxiao Hall are bright.

A half-transparent phantom dressed in a plain gray brocade robe and holding a sycamore stick was sitting at the main seat. Sitting nearby and listening attentively, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, while Qin Nianjiu was sitting a little farther away, his eyes were hanging blankly, not listening to their conversation, while Heng Jian sitting next to him After working all day, I have already squinted my eyes on the small case and fell asleep.

The cultivator lived a long life, Qin Fengnian was nearly two hundred years old, but he was still hale and hearty, his long hair mixed with gray and black was all due to excessive worrying.He first cared about Gong Buwang's recent situation, and then turned to Xu Yanqing, slightly raising his long eyebrows: "Why didn't you see your friend today?"

"Master, please worry about it." Xu Yanqing smiled with downcast eyes, blew the tea in his cup, and answered casually: "Ye Xianzun seems to be in a hurry, so he left in a hurry."

"Leaving in a hurry?" Guan Shizong was independent and had always been at odds with all the sects, especially Yuyan, the first sect, who often made things difficult for them. Qin Fengyuan didn't like the two of them interacting. Knocking on the ground, "No rules, no rules. Fortunately, he is still a disciple of Yuyan, why doesn't he have the slightest courtesy, what kind of place do you think I, Guan Shizong?!"

"Calm down, didn't senior brother say that Ye Xianzun is in a hurry." I have long been used to Master being irritable, and no one took his "anger" seriously, so Gong Bu generously brought the teapot, Filling up the teacup for the master, he perfunctorily coaxed him a few words, then turned to Xu Yanqing curiously, and asked, "What urgent matter did he say?"

"Well, it seems to be..." Xu Yanqing put down his arm that was originally on the table calmly, and pretended to think: "It is said that the first sect ordered to investigate all sects to see if anyone in each sect is practicing Forbidden technique..."

"What?" Gong Buwang raised his eyebrows high, his eyes showed doubts, "It's so good, why do you want to check this all of a sudden?"

Qin Feng also darkened his face a little: "What's going on?"

"It seems that there is a vision somewhere——" Xu Yanqing spread his hands slightly, and calmly relayed the "Taishengmen" incident.

Some sect members practice forbidden art secretly, which is a major event that is enough to cause a huge change in the situation. Not only will their roots be amputated, their cultivation level will be abolished, and they will be expelled from the sect, even the sect they belong to will also be implicated , Qin Feng and Gong Buwang all frowned and listened intently, but when they heard the phrase "yang qi is vacant, yin qi is empty", Qin Feng almost immediately turned his attention to Qin Nianjiu.

This is the first time since everyone gathered in Fuxiaotang tonight, he put his eyes on Qin Nianjiu, and he questioned more than he cared: "Is the resentment in your body still stable?"

Fearing that the younger brother's Daoist heart is not stable, and he was backlashed by resentment, which caused the yin and yang imbalance in "Tishengmen", Gong Buwang also hurriedly looked over, his face could not hide his worry: "Junior brother?"

Expecting that the two of them would make such conjectures, Xu Yanqing didn't follow along, but just stared down at the ups and downs of the tea in the cup, with obscure emotions in his eyes.

Facing the eyes of the master and senior sister questioning four times, Qin Nianjiu should be indifferent: "Everything is as usual."

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand, and a stream of aura emanated from his palm as proof.I saw strands of extremely pure, pure and nothing thin blue aura entrenched in his palm like a snake, flowing slowly as if alive.

Seeing this, although Qin Feng still kept his face solemn, he finally felt relieved and nodded: "That's good."

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze away, turned his head and asked Xu Yanqing about the details of the difference between Bishengmen.

What is the difference between the door of life and the door of death, the difference is the same, and the forbidden technique cannot be forbidden, as long as it has nothing to do with the younger brother... Gong Buwang listened to the master's chatter and kept asking about various details, but felt that he was not interested. He couldn't help but shook his head, and said with a smile on his cheek: "The left and right have nothing to do with our Guan Shizong, so what do they do."

She also entered the sect since childhood, but she was the most favored by her master. She had already figured out his temper, and after saying a word, she imitated his tone and blocked his words before he spoke in anger: "Yes! Yes, there is a difference in Tishengmen, which means it is of no benefit to the common people. Master has always cared about the world and the common people, and he should put the common people first in everything. After all, when we look at the world, what we see is the suffering and sorrow in the world—"

"..." Qin Fengshi didn't really get angry, but still put on a straight face and glared at her: "Speak up!"

"Ah, it's useless to say good things." Gong Buwang moved behind Xu Yanqing pretending to be surprised, "Master is angry again! Senior brother, save me!"

Hiding the pampering in his eyes very well, Xu Yanqing smiled helplessly: "You..."

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The three master and apprentice sat there chatting and laughing, as if Qin Nianjiu existed only when they looked at him, other times he just sat there quietly, like an outsider.

A few gusts of cold wind penetrated through the gap in the window, waking up Heng Jianfu who was sleeping beside him.

Heng Jian opened his eyes in a daze, realized that he had fallen asleep, stood up hurriedly, and muttered: "Master, I..."

Qin Nianjiu glanced at him indifferently, and didn't make a sound to blame, but said: "If you're tired, go back to your room and rest."

...Did you fall asleep?How could I hear a bit of sympathy from the master's tone... In a daze, I thought it was Tan Xianzun who was talking to me, but Heng Jian just thought he was sleepy, and patted his cheek with the palm of his hand. Only then nodded and replied: "...Yes, yes."

He stood up and was about to step back as he said, when he stopped hesitantly and called out in a low voice: "Master——"

Qin Nianjiu raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the sound, but his tone was still indifferent: "What's the matter?"

I thought it was just an illusion... Heng Jian opened his mouth, originally wanting to remind Master that the day after tomorrow will be the first day of April, but after looking at Master and the others from a distance, he finally swallowed the words and shook his head. Shaking his head, "Nothing."

The night is quiet, the lights in Fuxiao Hall are still on, and the cold night wind carries mist softly through the hall, blowing past the people who are talking in the hall, melting into the clouds outside the window, and turning into nothingness——

When the gust of wind swirled again, the night turned into day, and there was no one in the Fuxiao Hall full of laughter, but the Shengyun Terrace not far away was full of voices, so noisy that it seemed to be steaming.