Xiuxian Work Log

The fine snow fluttered like goose feathers and scattered between the sky and the earth. Amin stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the snow-covered mountains in the distance, feeling sad.

I don’t know how many people will die that night.

He hadn't seen Yunsheng since he left that day. He felt both happy about escaping the natural disaster and confused about the future.

Didn't he say he was useful to him? Why did he leave again?

The temperaments of these immortals are really hard to guess.

Ah Ming felt that Yunsheng was the legendary immortal, and he was the legendary gifted immortal genius, otherwise why would Yunsheng save him?

Amin was walking on the road and ignored the people lying on the roadside.

If it were in the past, he would have wanted to catch them and eat them, but now he might be a disciple of the immortal family, and immortal disciples cannot eat human flesh. He can't ruin his bright future just because of greed!

Not only that, he also tried his best to make himself clean and tidy, walk steadily and gracefully, and look solemn and majestic.

The county magistrate in their county is like this, and Amin believes that immortals are like this too.

Amin walked along the road, gradually overtaking many people. No matter how long he walked, he never felt tired. Not only that, he felt his strength had increased, and his eyes could see clearly in the distance.

He knew that this was the magic of the immortal, so he and others walked out of the war zone and settled down in a beautiful place with mountains and rivers.

After reclaiming the wasteland and building a house, and being urged by other people in the village to get married, Yunsheng appeared again when they were about to get married.

A Ming pushed the bride away from his arms and said to Yun Sheng excitedly: "You finally came to see me, let's go now!"

Yunsheng asked him, "Do you really want to cultivate immortality with me? What about your wife and your father?"

A Ming: "Everything in the house was given to my wife, and my father treated him as if he had died long ago."

Anyway, after he becomes an immortal, he will definitely look down on these junk metals in the house. His father will naturally die somewhere cool, and it would be best if there is no news about him in his lifetime!

Yunsheng laughed and stared at the bride next to him, then a pill flew towards the bride.

"Alright! Be it selfishness or ingratitude, cultivating immortality means maintaining your original heart. You've done very well. I'll give this elixir that cures all diseases to your wife to buy out the bond between you two."

Amin naturally agreed readily. The bride looked at Amin with tears in her eyes, knowing that she could not change his heart, and her voice choked with sobs.

"Does the Immortal really want to separate us? We just got married today, wuwuwu..."

"You're wrong." Yunsheng's eyes curled upward, a smile in his eyes. "It's Ah Ming who regrets it. He was the one who abandoned you first. Even if it wasn't me today, Ah Ming would abandon you in the future for other reasons. Men in this world are like this, their hearts are smaller than the eye of a needle. There's only one person they can let go of, and that's themselves."

The bride looked at Amin, and Amin told her it was true.

"My father sold my mother and ran away with the family money. If there is war again someday, I will definitely do the same as my father."

A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a son who can dig holes. Amin thinks there is nothing wrong with him.

On the contrary, he thought he was more upright than his father! His father was too stingy, like a rat in the dark who would steal other people's food at night.

He is different, he steals even during the day!

Seeing that the other party had made his words so clear, the bride could only hold the pill in her arms.

"In that case, I wish you smooth sailing."

Amin gave the keys and the money he had on him to the bride, and left the village with Yunsheng.

"No regrets?"

A Ming scratched his head. "I'm too happy to regret it now."

Yunsheng looked at Amin's eyes, which were filled with nothingness, and suddenly understood.

"Yes, there are not so many inseparable loves in this world. They are just strangers who give birth to children."

A Ming: "It sounds like the immortal has a favorite woman?"

Yunsheng seemed to remember something, his brows relaxed, and his voice was gentle in a way that he was not aware of.

"Yes, I like her and she likes me, and we have a son."

but……

A Ming stared at Yun Sheng's bald head, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, with his willpower, he controlled his usually outspoken mouth and said one last word.

"Okay! Okay!"

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In the quiet and silent night, a young man in navy blue stood in a corner of the street. He walked without making any sound, and a slender sword moved with him.

Hua Xiangrong was walking aimlessly on the street, carrying the herbs she needed to help Lin Qingyue enter the Dao in her storage bag.

At this time, people had already fallen asleep, and except for the occasional cries of livestock, everything seemed so peaceful.

Hua Xiangrong sat on a stone, wiping the dirt and mud off the bright moon, and quietly looked up at the bright and clear moon in the sky.

The bright moon made a vibrating sound, Hua Xiangrong did not move, and the person behind her slowly walked out.

"The master wants to see the young master."

Hua Xiangrong did not respond and asked an irrelevant question.

"Did you place a curse on Miss Lin?"

The man paused.

"it's me."

Hua Xiangrong smiled bitterly with a strange look on her face.

"You're really unscrupulous. Didn't we agree not to harm mortals?"

The servant spoke for Hua Cixi, "Lin Qingyue is not innocent. If she gets involved, she should be prepared to be killed. The master is very kind and has never killed a mortal."

"Does he really not want to kill?" Hua Xiangrong murmured to himself, "Perhaps he can't bear to be hunted down by other sects after killing innocent mortals? After all, the Mercy Temple alone is enough to keep him busy."

The servant said, "Young Master, you can explain it to the Master. The Master will certainly take your feelings into consideration."

Hua Xiangrong lowered her eyes, her eyelashes curved.

"I've heard this countless times, and I always thought he cared about me and had expectations of him."

"But my father died in the winter when I was five years old. I am just a stranger to him with blood ties."

The servant said nothing.

"I'm not saying this to gain your sympathy. It's just that my world isn't just about my father. There are also friends who have shared life and death with me, and countless ordinary people."

"The immortals stand on their shoulders, demanding things time and time again, yet they simply can't even protect their lives or be fair and just."

"I don't think this kind of cultivation is worth pursuing. The great path I pursue is to save people from danger and give them fairness and justice. That's enough."

Layer after layer of cloth was untied and gently dropped to the ground. The servant took out the two swords in his arms and pointed them at Hua Xiangrong.

Hua Xiangrong didn't turn around and spoke in a soft voice.

"I've always heard in my studies that the demon world has a method of selecting assassins. They build a tower and throw children under ten years old into it. They don't give them any food, but throw a child in every day. After ten years, the tower will be opened."

"is it you?"