Pingtian Sword Sect, Fu Dongliu.

This name was already a little unfamiliar, and it was separated from this time, but when the man in the Taoist robe who looked more than ten years younger shouted Yang Jian's name, Yang Jian's heart was flooded with this name.

Yang Jian looked at this Taoist priest, the other party's immortal cultivation, his eyebrows were not delicate, but they were quite attractive.

Some uncertain rhetorical questions: "Brother Fu?"

The Taoist priest immediately looked up and laughed, "It's really you! Sure enough, it's you! Hahaha! See you again!"

An old man on the side frowned and scolded: "Dongliu, don't be rude in front of Erlang Zhenjun!

"Yes, Master. ”

Fu Dongliu winked at Yang Jian, then lowered his head and took two steps back.

Yang Jian also laughed and said, "Everyone, you are busy, I will wait outside the hall." Brother Fu, if there is nothing to do here, please go out of the palace for a while. ”

"Okay, okay, uh...... Mako-sama, please. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Yang Jian laughed out of the hall, making a group of old immortals in the hall a little messy.

For a while, the eyes in the hall fell on Fu Dongliu, and everyone was a little puzzled

The elder standing in the corner came back to his senses at this time, and grabbed his apprentice's arm, "You know Zhenjun?"

"Well, there was a relationship, but I didn't expect Zhenjun to remember me," Fu Dongliu shrank his neck, feeling that the gazes around him suddenly became a lot sharper, and he was speechless for a while.

Although his master was an elder, he was not ranked among the Kunyu Pavilion, and although he was also a personal disciple, he was also quiet on weekdays, and his cultivation was not high, so not many people paid attention to him.

But he never thought that Fang Cai couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and shouted Yang Jian, so he and his master became the 'target of everyone'.

The Pavilion Master of Kunyu Pavilion hurriedly said, "How dare you really let Zhenjun wait outside?"

Fu Dongliu's master jumped to his feet and scolded: "Don't go quickly! You elm head, what are you waiting here!"

Fu Dongliu was also messy for a while, and with a stupid promise, he was thrown out of the palace by his master.

Outside the hall, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Is there a good place to drink here?"

"Yes, yes, I know that there is a valley with a good scenery," Fu Dongliu tidied up his robes, his face gradually became a little vicissitudes, and he returned to the appearance when he first met Yang Jian.

Fu Dongliu smiled and sighed: "Pretending to be tender in the mountains all day long, I am afraid that I will be laughed at if my cultivation is not high." ”

"Let's go, find a secluded place and talk again. ”

Fu Dongliu said: "Hey, wait, you still have an old acquaintance in this hall, when several sects merged into Kunyu Pavilion, I became a peer with her in a daze." Let's catch up, why don't we have to bring her with us. ”

"Light Spirit is also here?" Yang Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Where is it, why didn't I see it before?"

"She ducked back when you appeared, and you look that way. ”

Fu Dongliu pointed with his hand, Yang Jian looked over, and one by one the figures hurriedly retreated, and finally only the woman standing in the corner remained.

The skin is like a warm jade, and the care is light.

Gentle and light.

At the beginning, Yang Jian had met her in Beiju Luzhou, and her face had not changed at this time, and her cultivation was only barely at the level of a heavenly immortal.

Yang Jian said: "I feel that you are all practicing in the Kunyu Pavilion, why don't you send me a letter." ”

"You are a disciple of Yuxu, the nephew of the Jade Emperor, we two ordinary monks, don't mess with you, right. Fu Dongliu sighed lightly, "Otherwise, if you are stimulated every day, your Dao heart will be unbalanced." ”

In front of these peak master elders of Kunyu Pavilion, Fu Dongliu deliberately pointed out Wen Qingling, which should also be to let Wen Qingling be taken care of by Yang Jian.

Before Wen Qingling could speak, a middle-aged Taoist girl on the side pulled her to ask a few words.

Wen Qingling nodded lightly, bowed his head and came out, walked out of the palace gate, and bowed to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Beizhou farewell, you and I will see you again." ”

"Well, see you again," Wen Qingling pursed her lips slightly, her gaze was a little complicated, Yang Jian could more or less understand what she was thinking in her heart, and she was not in a hurry to say anything.

Yang Jian said to the hall: "Borrow the two disciples of the Guixian Sect for half a day." ”

"True Monarch, please ......," the pavilion master replied immediately.

Yang Jian didn't say much, Jiayun flew out of the main peak with the two of them, and went to a remote valley according to Fu Dongliu's instructions.

There is a grass reed in the valley, and there are several medicine gardens around it, Fu Dongliu said softly: "This is actually Qingling's usual residence, and she is responsible for taking care of these herbs." ”

Yang Jian frowned slightly, "Are you not doing well here?" If that's the case, why don't you go to Meishan with me, and I will find the immortal cultivation method for you, and no one will dare to deceive you." ”

As the clouds fell, Wen Qingling looked at Fu Dongliu, with a little pleading in his eyes, begging him not to say anything more.

But Fu Dongliu seemed to be doing it on purpose today, pretending not to see it, and said: "I'm okay, my master has a temper with me." But it's a little bad to live lightly, there are no resources for cultivating immortals on weekdays, after her master died, the master who followed her almost ignored her on weekdays, and really wasted her qualification to live forever. ”

When Yang Jian heard this, he was a little more gentle when he saw Wen Qingling.

After the little county lord met him, it was really a lot of disasters, and now, Yang Jian can make her live more comfortable as long as she opens her mouth, and Yang Jian will naturally not be stingy.

"I'm actually quite comfortable here," Wen Qingling avoided Yang Jian's gaze and said in a low voice, "You guys wait here first, I'll go clean up the house, it's a little messy inside." ”

After that, he lowered his head and ran away, closed the wooden door, leaned on the wooden door and let out a long sigh of relief, biting his lip for a while.

She didn't want Yang Jian to see her embarrassment.

But at this time, she was just an ordinary immortal in Zhongshenzhou, and Yang Jian was already a slasher standing at the apex of the flood wilderness.

Such a gap made her feel a little gloomy.

"Zhenjun, how do you feel about the lightness?"

Yang Jian punched Fu Dongliu with a smile, naturally without any strength, and said: "If I were interested in her, I wouldn't have let her come to Zhongshenzhou to practice back then." I am friends with him, you and I are all friends, no different. ”

"Aren't there three Dao couples now, and it doesn't hurt to have one more. ”

Fu Dongliu smacked his lips.

"A love is a responsibility," Yang Jian said indifferently, "The responsibility I bear is enough, the road ahead is boundless, life and death are unknown, and there is no more mind to put on the love of children." Brother Fu, let's talk about your experience over the years. ”

Fu Dongliu sighed faintly: "It's just practice, I traveled all the way from the three thousand worlds to Zhongshenzhou, and after becoming an immortal, I worshiped my current master." ”

Yang Jian suddenly remembered that Xiao Lan, the second wife in the family, and Fu Dongliu seemed to have a hatred for destroying the family......

I also have to tell Lan'er about this, so that she must not mention that she has been to that world again.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help but think that Xiao Lan seemed to have lost her memory in that vast world, and she didn't know what had happened.

Fu Dongliu sighed: "It's light, this girl is really too bitter, she followed two masters, and both masters suffered misfortunes, so that all the disciples in the sect excluded her, saying that she killed those two female cultivators." ”

Yang Jian was a little puzzled, "People who cultivate the Tao and seek the truth, will still believe in this ridiculous thing?"

"This is a mistake, doesn't cultivation also pay attention to luck and fate?" Fu Dongliu said, "I also asked my master for help, and found a few seniors who can observe qi and fortune telling to help her see...... It's really puzzling. ”

Yang Jian was speechless for a while.

"Later, you can help me persuade her a few words, and I will take her to find a few teachers and uncles to take a closer look. ”

"Well, don't forget that. Fu Dongliu said with a smile, "You are now a first-class power in heaven and earth, and you have to speak as a word." ”

Yang Jian smiled helplessly and nodded in agreement.

The two of them were hooking their shoulders there, the grass and reed wooden door was opened, and Wen Wen, who had changed into a white dress and dressed up, walked out lightly.

Fu Dongliu said in his heart that Wen Qingling has always been his junior, and he has been obsessed with kendo all these years, and he has no feelings for Wen Qingling, an increasingly beautiful woman, and is probably taking care of him as a 'little niece'.

Therefore, Wen Qingling dressed up and went out wholeheartedly, Fu Dongliu didn't look at it much, but observed Yang Jian's expression.

Yang Jian already has three ladies in his family, why do you want to add another one to Yang Jian today......

But Fu Dongliu quickly wondered.

Yang Jian's gaze was a little confused, but he was not obsessed, nor was he amazed; thinking about it, Yang Jian can have today's achievements, and the strength of his Dao heart is by no means comparable to himself, why does he have such a drunken appearance?

Do you really like women so much?

Wen Qingling was also a little stunned by Yang Jian's staring, her face turned red, and she was a little at a loss.

Dressed like this, and even took out her only fairy treasure spirit skirt, in fact, it was just to make up for the identity gap between her and Yang Jian, and wanted to make herself more calm and confident, talk to Yang Jian, and talk to him normally.

But what he didn't expect was that Yang Jian would see himself like this......

But Wen Qingling immediately realized that something was wrong with Yang Jian's state, just because Yang Jian's eyes gradually became a little dull.

There was even a tear slowly sliding down from the corner of his eye......

Fu Dongliu was just about to pat Yang Jian's arm, but he was stunned by this tear.

They didn't know that at this time, in Yang Jian's gaze, Wen Qingling's figure gradually blurred, and a peerless but incomparably poignant white shadow seemed to be looking at him with a smile.

The vicissitudes of life remain unchanged, and there are no regrets.

"Is that you......"

Yang Jian asked in a trembling voice, and his heart shook violently.

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