The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

Hearing Yun Xuzi's words, Su Qingyi couldn't help being stunned.

She had seen Xuan Hua's high-spirited appearance back then, so she almost thought it was unbelievable what Yun Xuzi described about this man. Yun Xuzi sighed and said helplessly: "Ancestor Xuanhua just hopes that he will not be so affectionate. In time and years, like a mortal, he will forget a person, and that person will remain in his memory and change. It's extra beautiful. Don't love her, but remember her."

"At that time, Xuanhua's ancestor was addicted to alchemy. Fifty years ago, he finally developed a kind of medicine pill. After taking it, he could remember this person, but he forgot this person. Time goes by, slowly forgotten."

"The longer the time is, the more I forget. If I think about it occasionally, maybe there is only one figure left, vaguely left in my memory."

Hearing Yun Xuzi's words, Su Qingyi sighed, a little worried: "What should I do then?"

"However, there is still a way." Yun Xuzi smiled: "The pill that Xuanhua ancestors ate was actually just a memory seal. If we can find those memories in Xuanhua ancestors' sea of ​​​​knowledge, go and see Once again, you will naturally know."

"This...is it difficult?" Going to the sea of ​​​​other people's consciousness has always been extremely dangerous to the two monks. Yun Xuzi sighed and said slowly, "Of course it's dangerous, but now, what else can we do besides this method?"

Su Qingyi pursed her lips and nodded, "Okay, then I'll accompany you up the mountain."

"No," Yun Xuzi said hurriedly: "The relationship between the internal personnel of Tianjianzong is complicated, I will bring the ancestors down."

Su Qingyi nodded. Yun Xuzi got up and said: "Then I'm leaving, you take good care of my apprentice, or I will trouble you."

"Yes yes yes." Su Qingyi got up to send him off, Yun Xuzi said again: "And my chicken..."

"I'll take good care of you." Su Qingyi said dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and leave!"

Yun Xuzi was pushed out of the door by her, and after scolding a traitor, she floated away. And Su Qingyi turned back to find Qin Zichen, and found him sitting in the kitchen, drinking porridge seriously.

There was some pot ashes on his face, and the battered rice could be clearly seen on the porridge left in the bowl. When he saw her come in, he drank the last mouthful of porridge. Su Qingyi was stunned. After a long time, she quickly walked over and said anxiously, "Why do you still eat this thing when it's already smeared? Quickly spit it out!"

Qin Zichen: "..."

The system sighed in Su Qingyi's mind, and said with some sympathy, "It was hard to drink it, but you found out. This sacrifice is meaningless."

After being reminded by the system, Su Qingyi finally knew why Qin Zichen drank all the porridge in the bowl when he saw her come in. She couldn't help laughing, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve to wipe his face, and said with a low smile, "It's normal that you can't cook. You are a high-level cultivator, and you've never cooked before."

"Yeah." Qin Zichen turned his head away, seeming a little embarrassed. Su Qingyi walked to the stove and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Whatever you want to eat in the future, just call me."

Although I haven't cooked much in my life, I still have memories from my previous life.

In her previous life, in order to love him, she used to be such a virtuous girl.

Qin Zichen didn't speak. After a while, he said slowly, "I can't, you teach me."

"It's ok……"

"I don't know anything anymore," he lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I don't want to ask you to do even this kind of thing."

Su Qingyi didn't speak. After a long time, she took his hand and said gently, "Zichen, I'm very happy that I can do something for you."

"If you want to learn, I will teach you. But it's not to divide the labor with you evenly. I really like someone, and all the sacrifices for him are sweet."

"I know." Qin Zichen looked at their hands and said slowly, "I like you. So, I think I can do everything that I can give."

"I want to pamper you," he said slowly, looked up at her somewhat stunned expression, took her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Let you be pampered like a little girl for the rest of your life. "

Su Qingyi felt the soft lips of the man on her forehead, and felt that his kiss seemed to fall on her heart, so soft and tender.

She was a little embarrassed, pulled him away and said, "Oh, don't talk about it, you are still hungry."

Saying that, she took the apron, tied it on, and started cooking.

She was making a fire and he went to hold the firewood.

She washed the vegetables, he cut the vegetables with the sword of life and death, the meat was under his hands, shaved evenly and transparently, and placed neatly on the plate, let Su Qingyi take a breath, and patted his shoulder: "Zichen, If you go back to the 21st century in the future, I will take you to sell yusheng."

She was cooking, and he handed her the seasoning. As soon as she looked up, she could see him standing beside her, looking at her seriously and tenderly.

The warm autumn sun fell on his face, and outside the window were yellow leaves that were trembling gently in the wind.

At that moment, Su Qingyi felt that this life was nothing more than that.

Su Qingyi cooked a table of dishes. After the two of them quietly finished eating, Su Qingyi took Qin Zichen to the outskirts of the city to fly a kite, and then went to buy a bunch of clothes and collect some elixir.

In the evening, Su Qingyi used these elixir to make a facial mask for Qin Zichen. She knew that he cared about these scars. Xiangen Linggen would not recover well, and these scars were still very fast.

When Qin Zichen was lying on the bed with the herbs covered, Su Qingyi was talking to him about the past in bits and pieces. When he listened, his face was calm. When the two of them slept together at night, she turned her back to him and was pulled into his arms by him. He heard his hoarse voice and whispered, "I'm sorry."

She opened her eyes at night, stroked the hand he put on her waist, and said gently, "you have nothing to apologize to me."

"I used to... let you be wronged."

"Nothing." Su Qingyi rolled over, put her hand on his neck, leaned against his chest, and whispered, "As long as you are by my side, I feel that everything will be fine, and I will not feel wronged."

"I'm not good," Qin Zichen sighed, "I'm too timid, too cowardly, too hesitant, too inferior. You love me, but I don't even have the courage to respond, Qingyi, you are more than me in this relationship. So brave."

He lowered his eyebrows and praised her from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing this love from her mouth and looking at it from a bystander, he was surprised to find that he used to be such a cowardly person.

Perhaps it was the fighting in the comprehension world that had sharpened his heart, or perhaps it was the years that made him grow up slowly. Listening to Su Qingyi's words now, and looking back at that self in the 21st century, it is so cowardly that it makes people feel pathetic.

Like is like, why always think about what happened after being abandoned.

Why succumb to the scars that others have left on you, can't say I like you, and hurt the people you love?

Qin Zichen groped her eyebrows and eyes, looked at her expression full of attachment, and said softly, "I won't do this again."

"So what?" Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, Qin Zichen laughed slowly, and whispered; "In the future, if I like you, I won't hide it again. If you like me, it's your business; if you don't like me, it's also your business. I like you, but it's just my business, not yours."

"I won't hide anymore, I won't be afraid anymore. Qingyi, I give you the right to hurt me, and I will never hurt you in order not to hurt myself."

"This relationship, whether to refuse or accept it, I will hand it over to you."

He seemed to be making a huge decision, speaking solemnly and earnestly. Su Qingyi listened to his words, and after a while, she whispered, "Okay."

"However, Zichen," she closed her eyes and sighed, "I already gave you this right."

"Then," Qin Zichen hugged her and whispered, "then you have no room for regret."

"I never imagined that I would regret being with you one day." Su Qingyi propped himself up, looked at the man under him seriously, and stretched out his hand to paint his eyebrows: "Really, at this moment, I finally made up my mind, Qin Zichen, you finally A **** man."

Qin Zichen: "..."

System: "Hahahahahaha..."

Su Qingyi: "Please take the initiative to block it, don't laugh suddenly, thank you, the genius doctor of transmigration for coming from a thousand years later."

System: "I think Qin Zichen's next sentence is to say, am I a man, baby, didn't you already know?"

As soon as the system finished speaking, Qin Zichen said, "I..."

Su Qingyi's expression changed, she covered his mouth and said seriously, "Don't tell me if you are a man or not. I already knew that, I know, I know very well."

Hearing Su Qingyi's words, Qin Zichen couldn't help laughing lowly. Turned over and smiled softly.

Su Qingyi was stunned for a while, lying on Qin Zichen's body, curious: "Qin Meiren, what are you laughing at?"

Qin Zichen didn't answer her, Su Qingyi couldn't help but pick him up, Qin Zichen stopped laughing and pulled the quilt: "Go to sleep, don't make trouble."

"Don't, what are you laughing at?" Su Qingyi pulled him on the bed. Pulled and pulled and rolled together.

When the love was strong, Qin Zichen told her in a low voice when he heard the rain in the night.

"I laughed out loud because I felt that there was never a moment in my life that I was so happy."

"Because of you, because of you. Because even after the events of the world, I can still guard you like a little girl."

Su Qingyi burst into tears. She hugged Qin Zichen and said in a hoarse voice, "Me too, because of you, I'm so happy."

After a few days of sweet life, Yun Xuzi finally rushed over with Xuan Hua.

Su Qingyi clothed the lower layers of barrier, even if it would take some time for the monks to transcend the tribulation period, the four of them went to the bedroom, Yun Xuzi adjusted the medicine to Xuanhua, and said with Xuanhua: "Master, if you take this medicine, you will be able to Falling into a dream, after we enter your sea of ​​consciousness, you have no resistance, Qingyi enters the sea of ​​consciousness, and you can see what you have passed."

Xuan Hua nodded, it seemed that everything had been made clear, and he had no doubts. He looked up at Su Qingyi with the bowl in his hand, and said slowly, "In those days, I tried my best to finally forget her. Now, I think of her for you. , Qingyi, may this be part of my sin?"

Su Qingyi squeezed the bowl tightly, and for a long time, finally said, "Ancestor, I have forgiven you, let's see if you can forgive yourself."

Xuan Hua laughed softly, nodded and said, "Understood, I understand."

She can spare her, but what about the millions of people? What about Xie Hantan?

She can't represent anyone, she can only express her own forgiveness.

And in his heart, he should have a cognition of resentment towards those millions of people. If he didn't forgive, if he made up enough, doesn't he know?

Xuan Hua drank all the medicine in the medicine bowl and fell on the bed by himself, and soon fell asleep. After he fell asleep, Su Qingyi lay on the bed, Qin Zichen sat beside her and held her hand.

Su Qingyi smiled lightly and said gently, "I'm going."

"Go."

Qin Zichen looked at her quietly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Su Qingyi closed her eyes and probed her divine consciousness into Xuanhua's sea of ​​consciousness, but as soon as she entered Xuanhua's sea of ​​consciousness, she noticed that something was wrong with the beautiful grass station of crossing.

Generally, a monk’s sea of ​​consciousness will have his own world, some are a small cave dwelling, some are a grassland, the larger the scope of the sea of ​​consciousness, the stronger the understanding of the monk. However, Xuanhua's sea of ​​knowledge is a galaxy of stars!

what does this mean? It means that Xuan Hua's comprehension is definitely not the poor aptitude in the legends of the outside world, and there is no hope of soaring.

This is not even... it should not be the sea of ​​consciousness of a person who has not yet ascended.

Su Qingyi felt a little frightened, but he couldn't think about it. After searching for a while in his sea of ​​knowledge, he finally saw a place sealed with dense talismans. The place was a huge palace, and the palace gate was the only place without a seal. Su Qingyi carefully pushed open the huge palace gate, and as soon as she entered, countless light groups rushed towards her. The rays of light made Su Qingyi hurriedly close her eyes. After the mountain shook for a while, Su Qingyi finally stood on her feet. She slowly opened her eyes and found the surrounding darkness. Su Qingyi knew that this was Xuan Hua's memory.

His memory began in this darkness. After a while, Su Qingyi felt that there was a hole in it, and light fell in through the hole. Su Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little weird, could it be... she's in the womb?

No way! !

Su Qingyi collapsed a little. After a long time, she found something even more devastating.

Although, she is not in the womb. However, she seems... in a shell.

Xiao Xuanhua pushed open his shell with his claws, and then crawled out of it. Su Qingyi used the light to finally see Xuan Hua's whole body.

This is a very small dragon, obviously just born, the size that can be played in the palm of the hand, and it looks very cute.

Su Qingyi's whole body froze.

She felt like she had discovered a shocking secret.

So... Ancestor Xuan Hua turned out... not a human being! !

She stared blankly at Xiao Xuanhua crawling out.

This is a huge cave, filled with spirit stones, Xuanhua eats while walking...

He just ate like that for half a month.

Half a month later, he hiccupped. Then suddenly he turned into a boy.

Su Qingyi couldn't find any words to describe her heart that was about to collapse.

After Xuan Hua became a boy, he continued to eat the remaining pile of spirit stones. At this time, he became a complete human being. He is still a five-year-old boy with a fourth-class and third-class spiritual roots.

After becoming a complete human, he can no longer eat spirit stones. So he tilted his head and walked out to the cave.

The moment he walked out of the cave, the entire cave began to collapse, and he was walking, suddenly turning around, and then with a blank expression on his face, he asked two very philosophical questions.

"who am I……"

"Where did I... come from?"

Su Qingyi was no longer shocked. She felt that no matter what happened to Xuanhua in the back, she felt that it was normal for the trump favored concubine: the lord is bad.

Xuan Hua walked through the jungle alone and finally walked out.

He didn't understand anything, but he was very good at learning, and soon, he became a local beggar.

He looks good and can always ask for more steamed buns. Every time he wants to go to the steamed bun, the beggar next to him will come and grab it. At this moment, he is no different from an ordinary young child. At first, when his steamed bun was taken away by others, he knew how to cry. Later, he became fierce and immediately got the steamed bun. Put it in his mouth, and when someone beats him, he eats it while being beaten.

When he met Ninghua, it was a rainy day. Several beggars surrounded him and kicked him fiercely. His steamed buns rolled on the ground, mixed with muddy water, and rolled in front of Ninghua.

Ninghua was blocked by the steamed buns, so he turned his head to look over, and saw Xuanhua raised his head among the beggars, looking at her begging.

The rain washed the dirt off his face, revealing his beautiful and delicate face. A pair of eyes full of begging, with rippling water waves, is so beautiful that it makes people feel distressed.

Xu Shi had never seen such a good-looking child before, and Ning Hua couldn't help but stop and push aside the crowd.

He lay in the muddy water and looked up at her, she was a beautiful fairy-like figure. Dressed in Tsing Yi, with picturesque brows, Ning Hua saw at a glance that Xuan Hua had spiritual roots on his body, and seeing how cute he looked, he couldn't help but think of adopting him.

So she bent down and picked him up.

She took him away from there, promising him food and clothing, and he promised her that when she grew up, he would protect her.

At that time, he thought to himself, when he grows up, no matter what he does, killing Buddha, he will protect her.

He will become her most loyal servant, her claws.

Long years, endless longevity, he protects her.

She took him back to the cave, when she was only a foundation-building cultivator. The cultivation world at that time was not the same as it is now. Everyone was just beginning to cultivate immortals, with abundant spiritual energy, and there were no major sects. Most of them are demon cultivators and demon cultivators, and human cultivators are just one of the many cultivators who are not very eye-catching.

She tested him for spiritual roots, and found that it was only four rank three spiritual roots, she was not disappointed. However, she is also a very open-minded person, and instead comforted him: "Although it is difficult for you to ascend, if you practice well, you can have a thousand-year lifespan. Stepping into the fairy gate with half a step, compared to those ants and mortals, you are considered lucky. "

At that time, he looked at her quietly. Although he didn't understand what she said, he always felt that whatever she said must be right.

At the beginning, it was the idea of ​​accepting disciples. After finding that the spiritual root was not good, Ninghua also lost this idea.

Take him around for fun every day.

At that time he was a child and liked all things novel, and she took him around. He likes grasshoppers and candy man. She went to the mortal world to learn. In her cave, every time he was unhappy, she used hay to make a grasshopper for him quickly and well, or draw a candy people.

Sugar Man is not easy to collect, but he didn't want it later. He liked those grasshoppers very much.

He prepared a wooden box and carefully placed the grasshopper inside. Ninghua smiled and asked him, "What are you doing?"

He looked up at her and answered seriously, "I want to put everything that Ninghua gave me, and I can't lose it."

Sublimation can't help but laugh at the beauty of cute things.

Her master is a person who has cultivated the Dao, and is extremely emotionally indifferent. He told her since childhood that as a monk, sooner or later, he will leave this world and fly to the upper realm. Can be affectionate, not affectionate. So although she is good to others, she never understands those cautious feelings in her bones.

Looking at the serious look of the child, she just felt childish and ridiculous. Rubbing his head, he said gently: "Alright, when I'm not by your side in the future, you can look at these and miss me, which is also very good."

"Will you not be with me?" Xuan Hua frowned. Ninghua nodded and smiled: "Sooner or later, one day, I will soar."

"Then I want to ascend too." Xuan Hua looked at her seriously and clenched his fists: "Where are you, where am I."

Four rank three spiritual roots, it is really difficult to soar.

However, Ninghua did not tell the cruel fact to the child in front of her, she just said: "Okay, then I will wait for you and ascend together."

Xuan Hua is a very serious person, he decided to soar, so he worked hard to learn from Sublimation.

Ninghua meditated, and he meditated too. The little people sat with their legs crossed, not afraid of the severe cold and heat, and they all sat beside Ninghua seriously. Rao is a person like Ninghua, and he feels soft-hearted after a long time.

Looking at Xuan Hua, she felt that it was a particularly soft corner of her heart.

It's just that her heart is like Kunlun's mysterious ice, even if it melts in one place, there are still rocks below.

But that didn't stop her from being nice to Xuan Hua.

Xuanhua built the foundation at the age of twenty-three, and at that time, Ninghua was in the later stage of foundation building. Ninghua gave him a sword that day and said gently, "Go out and practice."

"This world is very big, you should go and see. See more people, more things, and strengthen your way."

"Dao?" Xuan Hua was at a loss. Ninghua slowly raised his head, looked into the distance under the sea of ​​clouds, and said indifferently: "The Tao is belief, it is persistence. What you are attached to, what is your Tao. The Tao cannot be shaken, and there is no turning back, otherwise the Tao heart will be broken. If the Tao's heart is broken, even if it is the great vehicle of transcending the calamity, it will not escape the fate of God's ruin."

"You're still young now," she turned to look at him, her eyes warm: "It's time to see more of the world."

"Then... won't Ninghua come with me?" Xuanhua was a little scared, holding his sword and said, "I don't want to go where Ninghua is not."

Ninghua smiled without saying a word, she looked at him quietly, but her eyes were firm that could not be rejected.

"Go."

She flicked her sleeves and pushed him down the mountain. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, Xuanhua looked back and saw the woman standing on the cliff in the clouds, wearing a blue robe and a crown, looking like a fairy and picturesque.

Xuan Hua pursed his lips, he wanted to go back.

However--

He never rejected her.

His surrender to her was like an innate incantation, engraved on the bones of his soul.

She asked him to go with her, and he came.

She asked him to turn away, and he left.

always, always