The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

When the words came out, even Su Qingyi felt a little surprised. On the other hand, Xiao Su showed a surprised expression without hesitation, as if he did not expect Su Qingyi to tell her this. After a while, Xiao Su took a good look and smiled: "Don't worry, Daoist Su, if there is news of Daojun Jingyan, you will definitely notify Daoist Su immediately."

Hearing this, Su Qingyi sighed, knowing that this trip was in vain again. He cupped his hands and said, "It was Qingyi who took the liberty to interrupt. Qingyi would like to thank him first. If there is a place that can be used in the future, Fellow Daoist Xiao can speak."

"Fellow Daoist Su is polite." Xiao Su smiled slightly, raised his hand and said, "I'll send fellow Daoist Su away."

Su Qingyi nodded, turned to leave, and when she was raising her steps, she seemed to hear something, but the voice flashed by, as if it was an illusion. She frowned and hesitated, "Daoyou Xiao, have you heard anything?"

"What?" Xiao Su was surprised, Su Qingyi sighed, "I'm just too tired."

After speaking, she strode out of Xiao Su's yard. After she was far away, Xiao Su turned back to the secret room and saw Qin Zichen lying on the ground with blood on his hands. He stroked the bamboo flute and said, "Jingyan, why are you so disobedient?"

She walked in front of Qin Zichen, squatted down, held Qin Zichen's palm, looked at the blood on it, and said gently: "She is right in front of you, but she can't hear anything. Even if you smash your hand into blood, she won't be able to hear anything. I thought it was a hallucination."

Hua Guang fell on Qin Zichen's palm, Qin Zichen's wound slowly healed, his complexion didn't change, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Xiao Su helped him up, sat back in the center of the formation, squatted on one knee, and spun the bamboo flute in his hand: "Are you desperate?"

"What do you want?"

Qin Zichen spoke coldly, Xiao Su sighed, and seemed a little sad: "Jingyan, you never talked to me like this before."

"I do not know you."

"Well, you don't know me," Xiao Su smiled and stroked his hair, Qin Zichen turned his head sideways, Xiao Su stopped and said indifferently, "It's okay, I know you, that's enough. ."

"What are you going to do?" Qin Zichen frowned, looking completely confused, Xiao Sulang laughed: "Jingyan, you are so much cuter than your previous life. Don't be afraid, I won't do it. bad for you."

"Soon," Xiao Su looked out of the house, turning the bamboo flute, with a hint of cold light in his eyes: "This seat will take you to ascension. From now on, you and I will live with the sky and be with you forever."

"This way," Xiao Su lowered his eyebrows and sighed, "This seat will not be lonely anymore."

"You know my previous life?" Qin Zichen heard some information from her words, but he was pondering in his heart, which previous life did she know? Jing Yan's previous life in the flesh, or Qin Zichen in the 21st century?

She said that she cultivated Taoism for 2,300 years, and she was a person of true self-cultivation... Could it be that her body is still entangled with her previous life?

"Yeah," the woman looked at him with a bit of bitterness in her eyes, and sighed slightly: "In our last life, we were still Taoist companions."

"And then? I'm dead?"

Xiao Su didn't speak. After a long time, she stood up and said in a low voice, "It's over, it's over. Since you forgot, it's good that you can't remember it."

With that, she walked out of the secret room. After she went out, Qin Zichen sighed and felt that the Yuan Ying in the abdomen was greedily and diligently sucking the spiritual energy outside.

When he was put into the jade bottle by her, he secretly left a magic weapon on Nascent Soul, and now it finally works slowly. Hope she doesn't find anything before his spiritual power recovers.

After Su Qingyi walked out of Xiao Su's room, she went back to Yun Xuzi's yard. Yun Xuzi ran after his ducks and geese all over the place. Su Qingyi couldn't help but have a headache. He got up and started to go out and ask for news.

Turning to the night, she rushed back a little tired. When she passed the small courtyard, she happened to see Shen Zhu drinking alone. Su Qingyi paused, thought for a long time, and finally walked over.

There was no one around Shen Zhu, the green bamboo stick was placed by the table, he brought wine and wine glasses, as if he could see everything, and looked at the peach blossoms that were blooming just right in the distance.

Su Qingyi came to him, and he immediately noticed her, but he didn't move, as if he had predicted that she would come, and said lightly; "Fellow Daoist Su, come, sit."

"It's cold in winter nights," Su Qingyi said in a hoarse voice, "Senior Shen Zhu's wine should be warmed up before drinking it."

Shen Zhu was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he laughed softly: "Friend Su's remarks are somewhat similar to my junior sister."

Su Qingyi didn't answer, she listened quietly. In fact, there was an urge to face this person and tell everything, but with Ran Mo's lesson, she did not dare to speak out rashly.

People in the past are no longer what they remember, and no one knows whether the other party is right or wrong. What if she went up with a sincere heart, but was thrown on the ground, trampled and trampled?

"I have a junior sister, you must have heard of it," Shen Zhu hiccupped, raised his head, and looked at the distant moon, his voice was full of gentleness: "Her name is Ran Yan, and she is the smartest and best of mine. one of my sisters."

"Hasn't Demon Lord Ran Yan fallen into a demon, why is Senior Shen Zhu still thinking about it so much?"

Shen Zhu didn't speak. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at her quietly: "Do you think she has fallen into a demon?"

Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, his eyes had no focus and were clear, but they seemed to understand everything. Su Qingyi didn't speak, but he smiled: "You dare not answer because you don't think so, right?"

"I don't think so either," Shen Zhu turned his head, drank the wine, and said earnestly, "I look at the grown up, don't I know what kind of temperament she is? Falling into the devil? Those who are afraid of falling into the devil are all other people. Human...hahaha..." He laughed loudly, closed his eyes, tapped the wine glass with small chopsticks, and hummed: "Look at this day, I never have eyes; look at this person, goodness never ends. You ask me where is the gentleman? Where the bones are, the bones are withered."

As he said that, he lifted the jug forward, and Su Qingyi suddenly stopped him: "Senior Shen Zhu."

Shen Zhu stopped, Su Qingyi said in a hoarse voice, "Tell me more about Ran Yan Daojun."

"Know so many things to do?"

"Want to know," Su Qingyi blinked, "I'll know."

Shen Zhu was silent for a moment, then finally turned around and sat on the chair.

"When I first met her, she was still a baby girl. At that time, she was brought back to Xingyun Gate by master holding hands..."

His voice drifted away, Su Qingyi listened quietly, the air was filled with the fragrance of wine, she listened to Shen Zhu's words, she felt as if she was drunk.

He started talking about her since she was young, her diligence, her hard work, her cuteness, and her stubbornness.

"She's like my own younger sister," Shen Zhu said seriously: "I left an old wound when I broke through the out-of-body stage that year, and she went through the mysterious door alone and robbed them of the Ganoderma lucidum and brought it back to me. I looked at her scars at the time. Tired and covered in blood, at that time I thought, in this life and this world, as a brother, I will definitely live up to her."

"What about Dao-Jun Ran Shu?" Su Qingyi said directly: "Faced with Dao-Jun Ran Shu, does Senior Shen Zhu think the same way?"

"She is also a good child," Shen Zhu smiled: "Ran Shu is less timid and less qualified than Ran Yan. Ran Yan has some, but she doesn't. As a senior brother, I naturally have to take more care of her."

"If you don't give more points to Ran Shu," Shen Zhu sighed softly: "Ran Shu must be very sad in her heart."

"Good things are given to Ran Yan, that's the icing on the cake." Shen Zhu's words fell into Su Qingyi's heart, she felt extremely bitter, and she listened to him and continued: "But for Ran Shu, it's like giving charcoal in the snow. The same thing, Ran Yan is not happy. For a while, Ran Shu can be happy for a lifetime."

"Really?" Su Qingyi chuckled and said, "What if Ran Shu kills Ran Yan one day?"

Shen Zhu frowned, but his face turned a little pale, and his voice trembled slightly: "There won't be that day..."

"If so!" Su Qingyi shouted loudly, "If Ran Shu killed Ran Yan, would you avenge Ran Yan?!"

Shen Zhu didn't speak, he pursed his lips tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

Su Qingyi raised her head and laughed mockingly.

She is so stupid, why did she ask this sentence? You can still lie to yourself, you can pretend that nothing has happened, and you can coax yourself and say, senior brother is so nice.

However, he couldn't endure it, and he had to pierce the lies with his own hands.

She closed her eyes, suppressed her emotions, and said in a low voice, "Senior Shen Zhu, Qingyi remembered the past and lost her temper a bit. I hope you forgive me."

Shen Zhu looked up blankly, looked at Su Qingyi, opened his mouth, and said nothing for a long time.

In the end, he finally waved his hand and said sullenly, "You go."

Su Qingyi got up, and when she got to the door, Shen Zhu suddenly said, "Don't come back."

Su Qingyi paused and listened to him continue: "Since you have left, don't come back."

Su Qingyi turned around abruptly, but saw that the table was already empty.

The winter wind blew the leaves rustling, Su Qingyi was stunned for a long time, couldn't help thinking, Shen Zhu, did he know that she was Ran Yan?

Due to this change, Shen Zhu almost avoided Su Qingyi for the rest of the time.

Su Qingyi was bored and stayed in the yard, listening to Yun Xuzi talk about the old days of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"My master is Qingxu..."

"I don't want to hear it, next one."

"My master's companion Liuhui..."

"I don't want to hear it, next one."

"Bunny!" Yun Xuzi put his waist on his back and said angrily, "Then who do you want to listen to?!"

Su Qingyi rolled her eyes and slowly came up with a person's name: "Ancestor Xuanhua?"

"Ancestor Xuanhua," Yun Xuzi sighed and said with some pity: "You probably don't know if you ask other people, so if you ask me, you will be right."

"Ancestor Xuanhua is a lover!"

"Love?" Su Qingyi blinked, "I didn't see it at all?"

"Can love be seen?"

Yun Xuzi glanced at her and sighed: "Do you know who is the founder of Tianjian Sect?"

"Ancestor Xuanhua?"

"No," Yun Xuzi shook his head and said seriously, "It's the ancestor of Ninghua. That is, the one who ascended thirteen hundred years ago."

"Ancestor Xuanhua is the righteous brother of Ancestor Ninghua. It is rumored that when he first met Ancestor Ninghua, he was no more than five years old. Ancestor Ninghua was already a monk at the foundation-building stage, and Ancestor Xuanhua was still there at that time. The beggars were begging for food, and Patriarch Ninghua took him out of the beggars when he saw that he had spiritual roots."

Yun Xuzi spoke vividly, and Xuan Hua of Tianjian Sect rarely fell into a dream.

A dream of seven hundred years.

It was as if he had returned to seven hundred years ago, when he was just a beggar, and the woman in front of him in a blue shirt and jade face lifted him out of the pile of beggars.

He looked at the beautiful fairy and said timidly, "Dirty."

"It's okay." The immortal smiled and said gently, "I don't think you are dirty."

Saying that, the immortal hugged him and left there, asking as he walked, "You will be my younger brother in the future, okay?"

"Any buns to eat?"

"Yes." The woman nodded and said, "There is also meat, fish, and duck... Just remember to protect me when you grow up."

"Okay, okay," he nodded seriously. "Take me away. When I grow up, I will definitely protect you."

Hearing this, the woman burst out laughing.

"Okay, you remember, my name is Ninghua, and you will be called Xuanhua in the future."

Xuanhua.

Since then, he has finally had a name.

She taught him to take a bath, took him to eat all over the world, and saw rare treasures.

She made him live like an incomparably precious young master, and then told him: "You are much more precious than those mortal young masters. Because you are my Xuanhua."

She is a double spirit root, and her understanding is excellent. At that time, he heard others say that with her aptitude, soaring is just around the corner.

He asked her, what is soaring?

Just get out of here, she said, to a place where you will never die.

"Will my sister fly?"

"Yes," Ninghua nodded and said seriously: "I am most afraid of two things, the first is death, and the second is old age. I am extremely afraid. I will soar in the future."

"What about me?" Xuan Hua raised his head and looked at her seriously, and Ning Hua's face froze.

Xuan Hua's qualifications are not good, it is almost impossible for him to ascend. He caught a glimpse of the ending from her face, and said seriously: "Then if Sublimation cannot soar, can my sister wait for me to die before leaving?"

"However, if you die, elder sister will not be able to leave?" Ninghua frowned, Xuanhua showed distress, thought for a long time, and said with a sad face: "Then...then elder sister, let's go."

Ninghua burst out laughing, Xuanhua almost burst into tears, raised his face and said, "However, if my sister soars by herself, even if you live forever, won't you be lonely?"

"Lonely?" Ninghua raised her hand around her hair, a little dazed: "I don't know."

This is the only time they have spoken on such a subject. Later, when he grew up, he knew that he could no longer question her with such innocent and wronged words as he did when he was young.

Everyone in the cultivation world thinks about ascension, and so does she. He couldn't stop her, and he didn't want to stop her.

He only felt that her life was better, no matter how good it was, it couldn't be better.

The voice of the woman in the dream lingered in his ears, and Xuan Hua slowly opened his eyes.

The main hall of Tianjianzong was empty and quiet, and the moonlight shone on the ground, reflecting his handsome face.

Two thousand and three hundred years, nothing seems to have changed.

In the portrait in front of him, the woman still maintains her usual posture, standing with a smile, as if she can look into the distance from the painting.

"Two thousand three hundred years..." Xuan Hua sighed, a little desperate: "After all, I will lose you."

"But Ninghua," he raised his hand and said hoarsely, "I already understand what loneliness is, how about you?"

No one answered.

The moonlight is as cool as autumn water, reflecting ripples on the ground.

In the Huanyin Palace, Su Qingyi held his chin and listened to Yun Xuzi talking about the past, but he was quite surprised: "So, did the ancestor of Ninghua ascend in the end?"

"Ascension." Yun Xuzi nodded earnestly and gave a thumbs up: "He was the first person in our Heavenly Sword Sect to ascend."

"What about the ancestor Xuanhua?"

"Single," Yun Xuzi curled his lips: "Old Daoist has been single for a thousand years, and he has never been a Daoist, so it's nothing."

"Master, you are different." Su Qingyi shook her head: "If you haven't met that person, then yes or no, it's all the same. If you've met that person once and lost it again, you will no longer be able to accept this. It's a feeling."

Yun Xuzi didn't speak, as if he was seriously thinking about Su Qingyi's words. After a long time, he said a little sadly: "I understand, what you mean is that it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. It turns out that the reason why Laodao has been happy for so many years is that he has never enjoyed it!"

Su Qingyi: "..."

"Qingyi," Yun Xuzi sighed, looked up at the sky, and said seriously, "What if you lost Zichen?"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, and was terribly quiet for a while. Yun Xuzi whistled as if nothing had happened. Before Su Qingyi was about to skip this topic, Yun Xuzi continued, "Anyway, I hope that you will be fine."

Su Qingyi looked up at him, the old man said gently in his eyes, "Zichen is not the whole of your life."

"I know." Su Qingyi said seriously, "But the truth can convince others, but not myself."

Some time ago, she also told Qin Zichen the same.

But she didn't understand until this person disappeared into her world in such an unexpected way.

How easy are beautiful words.

It's not easy to pay attention to your heart.

Slowly closing her eyes, Su Qingyi thought desperately, Zichen, where are you, how are you doing, do you miss me?

On the other side, Qin Zichen looked at Xiao Su who was reading the book in front of him, felt the fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual energy, and frowned, "What happened?"

Xiao Su raised his head and said in surprise, "Yo, did it happen earlier?"

Saying that, she stood up, patted Qin Zichen's face, and said gently, "I'll go out and see, if this time is successful, Jingyan, you don't have to be afraid anymore."

"What am I afraid of?" Qin Zichen frowned, Xiao Su smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "Aren't you always afraid before, didn't I take you with me? You always told me at that time that it's too lonely to live alone. At the time, I thought it was because you were young and loved hurting the spring and sadness too much, but later I realized that it wasn't because you were young, it was because I was too slow."

Saying that, Xiao Su stretched out his hand, stroked Qin Zichen's hair, and said gently: "Jing Yan," she looked at his eyebrows, her eyes were full of earnestness and earnestness: "I changed my life against the sky, this time, I will never do it. will leave you."

As soon as the words fell, the ground shook with a sudden shock. After Xiao Su strengthened the barrier with a magic formula, he walked out. The maid hurriedly came to report and said anxiously: "Palace Master, the evil spirit formation is broken!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen high-level monks fell into Xiao Su's yard, Heishan took a step forward, and said anxiously: "What the hell! What should I do now! Otherwise, I'll have to save my life first. gone!"

"Seniors, don't be impatient," Xiao Su cupped his hands and said to Shen Zhu, "Senior Shen Zhu, is the time now?"

Shen Zhu raised his head, looked at the cloudy sky, and if there was no green smoke above the sky, he frowned and said, "The formation can be done."

And Su Qingyi was sitting on a chair, turning around the table, "Master Shizu, why don't we go over? Let's go now? Otherwise, wait a while for the evil spirits to wreak havoc, but it really won't be sealed!"

"Look at it again," Yun Xuzi carried his poultry into the cage one by one, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be too anxious. You will suffer in such a hurry."

Su Qingyi: "..."

As soon as the words fell, the evil energy suddenly exploded and rushed towards all directions!

Everyone's expressions changed, Shen Zhu frowned, Xiao Su sighed, and said with some regret: "Yeah, it's broken..."