You are ruthless, really helpless

When Ye Jingxian came back, the noise in the hall downstairs had stopped, and the spectators left in twos and threes, leaving only the table full of leftovers and wine.

Ye Jingxian paused and walked up the stairs.

On the second floor, when he looked up, he saw Jiang Li lying on the table, his temple hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his lips were stained with wine, like a peach blossom in spring, moist and crimson.

Ye Jingxian's heart tightened, and he hurried forward: "Ah Li?"

Jiang Li murmured, leaning on the table with one hand and trying to get up, but he was so drunk that he just raised his head before falling down again.

Ye Jingxian reached out to help him up: "A Li, are you drunk?"

Jiang Li didn't speak, just lay on Ye Jingxian's chest, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, his voice was vague, he didn't know what he was talking about.

Ye Jingxian looked down, and a little white luster came into view.

I saw a mess of black hair, revealing a section of Bai Shengsheng's earlobe, and the red mole on it was like a red carp, swaying around.

I don't know if he was drunk, but the white jade-like soft flesh seemed to be burnt, leaving a red mark.

This mark looks like a finger print, as if someone has carefully kneaded and played with it.

Ye Jingxian's throat tightened, and he dismissed this inexplicable thought.

With the master here, who can bully Ah Li?

Wanting to come here, he looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Shen Jiyun.

The surrounding area of ​​the seat was empty, but one side of the window was open, and the cold wind and frost entered it, bringing a slight chill.

Ye Jingxian secretly sent a voice transmission: "Master?"

half an hour.

A cold and distant voice sounded beside my ears: "Let's go back to the sect first."

Ye Jingxian felt relieved.

Probably because of something in the sect, the master left early.

It's just...why do I feel that Master's voice is a bit strange, it's colder than before, falling on my ears, it's like freezing ice scum all over the ground.

Ye Jingxian couldn't think of a reason, so he withdrew his mind, and with a force of his arm, he helped Jiang Li up.

Jiang Li was still wearing Shen Jiyun's outer robe.

A white dress hangs down and falls to the ankles. During the movement, the dark patterns of the clouds float on it, bringing a clear and cold fragrance.

For some reason, Ye Jingxian suddenly felt that this outer robe was not pleasing to the eye, so he took out a newly made cloak to wrap him around him, only then was he secretly satisfied.

Jiang Li's footsteps were flimsy, and he leaned against Ye Jingxian's body weakly and bonelessly.

Seemingly drunk, the curly eyelashes are drooping slightly, the eyes are clear, and the corners of the lips are smiling playfully.

Shen Jiyun...

These three words rolled slightly on the tip of the tongue, and swallowed again.

Unexpectedly, this person really couldn't bear to be teased, and after a little probing, he ran away.

It is heartless.

He rubbed his earlobe unconsciously, and there was a burning pain on it.

... This person is also a bit heavy handed.

Just in response to that sentence, the more restrained and indifferent a person is on weekdays, the more terrifying he will be when he indulges.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li gasped slightly.

In the future, let's not provoke such hard stubble.

But after this time, Shen Jiyun will not appear in front of him for a while.

Jiang Li hummed inwardly, but he didn't take this matter to heart.

After all, Shen Jiyun cultivated the way of ruthlessness.

If it is so easy to break the heart of Dao, then you are really hopeless.

……

Heavy snow.

It wasn't until the next morning that the snow stopped and the wind stopped.

Jiang Li woke up with a hangover, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated outside the house. When he opened the window, icicles hung down from the veranda, crystal clear.

Ye Jingxian said guiltily, "A Li, I didn't take good care of you."

Jiang Li brushed the broken hair on his face with his hand, and said in a soft voice, "It's because I can't drink well, so what does it have to do with you?"

Ye Jingxian: "It's a pity that I didn't take you to enjoy the ice lantern last night. The ice lantern festival in Yuyang City only comes once a year."

Jiang Li gently covered the back of Ye Jingxian's hand, and said softly, "There will be a chance in the future."

after.

These two words have different meanings.

It means that Jiang Li will have him in the future.

Ye Jingxian couldn't help but smirked: "Okay." Instead, he held Jiang Li's hand in his palm and promised, "We'll see you again on this day next year."

Jiang Li gave a soft "hmm", and looked up, his eyes were full of expectation.

Ye Jingxian almost floated up, and finally managed to hold back his excitement, and pretended to be calm: "Let's go back to the sect first."

Jiang Li remembered something, and asked cautiously, "Where's your master?"

Ye Jingxian didn't think much, and replied directly: "Master has something to do, let's go back to the sect first."

Jiang Li pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "Yesterday I was drunk and in a daze. I don't know what I did. What if I offend your master?"

Ye Jingxian waved his hand: "It's okay, Master won't care about these things."

Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of a heavy burden.

Ye Jingxian couldn't help feeling pity: "A Li, you don't have to be so careful."

Jiang Li lowered his eyelids, spoke intermittently, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I'm really sorry for taking care of you along the way..."

Ye Jingxian put his hand on Jiang Li's shoulder, and said seriously: "A Li, you have saved me so many times, in the future..." He paused, "You and the ancestor are not outsiders, so there is no need to act like this." Be careful."

——After we are together, my master will be your master.

Of course, this sentence cannot be said yet.

Ye Jing hid it in his heart, and felt it was sweet.

I don't know if Jiang Li understood, but he nodded obediently.

……

Yuyang City is still some distance away from Taiwangzong.

When the snow stopped and the wind stopped and the sky was clear, the two set off again.

Together with them to Taiwangzong, there is a group of young children.

The oldest child is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and the youngest looks to be about six or seven years old. They all wear long robes and comb their hair in buns, looking good.

Jiang Li took a look.

Ye Jingxian said from the side: "They are going to Taiwangzong to learn from their masters."

As the number one sect in the world, Taiwangzong is surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers. It is endowed with beautiful bells and spirits and is uniquely endowed by nature. Naturally, countless people yearn for it.

Therefore, every year, people go to the mountain gate to try their luck. Once they enter the Taiwangzong, they will naturally have a smooth future and hope to become immortals.

Taiwangzong never refuses anyone who comes, as long as he climbs to the 99th heavenly level, he will have the opportunity to learn from his teacher.

Speaking of this, Ye Jingxian suddenly remembered something: "A Li, the first time you come to Taiwangzong, you have to go through 99 heavenly steps. If you can't pass, you won't be able to enter the mountain gate."

This is the rule of Taiwangzong.

No matter who it is, as long as it is the first time to come to the door, they must walk through the 99th heavenly step.

Let alone Ye Jingxian, even Immortal Wang Shu is not allowed to show favoritism.

Looking at Jiang Li, there are green mountains in front of him, a ray of fairy light emerges from the clouds and mist, and 99 heavenly steps can be vaguely seen going straight to the sky.

He said softly: "I know, since you are a guest, you must abide by the rules of the host's house."

Ye Jingxian hesitated for a moment: "But..."

But the young man seemed too weak.

In the disaster in Liucheng, he experienced injury and amnesia, and his figure became thinner and thinner. Wrapped in a thick cloak, he looked even more fragmented, as if he was about to lose his footing when the wind blows.

Ye Jingxian: "If you can't reach the heavenly ranks, it's okay to live in the outer courtyard temporarily, don't force yourself."

Jiang Li gave a soft "hmm".

Walking up the winding mountain road for about an hour, I finally came to the mountain gate of Taiwangzong.

The sound of bells and drums echoed all around, and after a "boom", a golden light hung down from the sky, and countless heavenly steps unfolded, straight up to the nine layers of clouds.

Ye Jingxian was full of worries, he hesitated to speak.

Jiang Li pursed his lips and smiled at him, and stepped on the steps in front of him.

The figure was slender and precarious, gradually being submerged by the golden light.

Jiang Li walked slowly, step by step forward.

It seems to be a difficult walk, but if you observe carefully, you can find that the timing of each step is exactly the same, and it is obviously easy to do.

He deliberately controlled the time and blended in with a group of children, not conspicuous.

The higher you go, the stronger the wind.

The big cloak was blown rattlingly, and the black hair was scattered in the air.

Jiang Li covered the corner of his lips, coughed lightly, stopped for a moment, seemed to feel something, and looked towards the highest point.

……

At this moment, Tai Wang Zong.

Every year when the Tianjie opens, many people who want to recruit disciples watch here.

The scene of Tianjie was reflected in the light mirror, and everyone's appearance was clearly visible.

"That girl is good, with a firm mind. Although she lags behind others, she is not discouraged."

"The one who walked in the front was my favorite, and he happened to be under my family."

"Brothers, don't rob me..."

Suddenly, a "Hey" sounded from the crowd.

Someone next to him joked: "Elder Mo, you may have found a good seed for cultivating the Tao again, right?"

The person called Elder Mo was imposing, with a standard decent appearance.He raised his hand and pointed: "Look."

Mirror rotates.

The young man who appeared on it had a good complexion and exquisite eyebrows.He seemed to have a sense, and looked straight at the place where the light mirror was, and looked at everyone present across the dark void.

"He can actually detect where the light mirror is."

"I think he has good talent, but...he's a bit older."

"Indeed, judging by the age of his bones, he should be in his twenties. His character has already been settled, so he is not suitable to be in the family."

Elder Mo said abruptly, "Not necessarily."

Others laughed and said, "Elder Mo has a unique insight, what's so special about it?"

Elder Mo: "The path of cultivation depends not only on talent and opportunity, but also on one more important thing."

The bystanders gasped: "You mean..."

Elder Mo paused word by word: "Inspiration."

The word "inspiration" seemed to be a taboo, and everyone present fell silent, not daring to speak.

A gust of cold wind blew by, making people shiver uncontrollably.

In the world of comprehension, talent and opportunity are indispensable.

Talent is enough to determine whether you can embark on the fairy road; chance is to make you go further on the fairy road; and inspiration...represents where you can end the fairy road.

There is such a rumor in all sects.

Those with high inspiration are favored by the Dao of Heaven, and the more they can achieve Taoism and become immortals.

There are many sects who choose in the mortal world, and they want to accept those with high inspiration as disciples, hoping that one person will become a chicken dog and ascend to heaven.

But few people know that inspiration is a double-edged sword.

The higher the inspiration, the more filthy and filthy the breath can be perceived, the easier it is to be infected by the demon species and become an "inhuman" existence.

Elder Mo concluded in one sentence: "This person's inspiration is extremely high, no less...Wang Shu Xianjun."

……

on the steps.

Jiang Li withdrew his gaze and continued to climb upwards.

The wind is getting louder and louder, and the hem of the clothes is fluttering, as if about to become a fairy and go away.

He walked extremely slowly on the last few steps, pausing for a moment every time he took a step, his face turned pale, as if he was exhausted.

Just seven steps away.

Jiang Li stopped for a moment, waiting for the children to pass by, thinking that it was almost done, and then took a step forward.

six steps.

The clouds were surging, and there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

Five steps.

Distorted faces came up one after another, staring silently with dark eye sockets.

Four steps.

A gust of cold air blew from the back of the neck, as if someone was moaning and sighing.

Jiang Li looked up, and at the end of the sky steps, there was actually a towering mountain peak.

The snow-capped peaks are chilling.

Like a long sword falling straight down, plunged into the abyss.

And at the junction of the mountain peak and the abyss, countless slender black shadows squirmed and climbed continuously.

But before he poked his head out, a sharp sword light swept across and knocked him down into the abyss.

Black mist surged.

Those black shadows were not cut off by the sword light, but turned into broken facial features, ups and downs in the abyss.

Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed the mountain peak upwards, and in the snow shadow, he could see a straight figure.

……

Shen Jiyun sat on Wangshu Peak, his eyes were stern, and he concentrated his energy.

The long sword that had never been sheathed was thrust into the snow, the blade trembling and buzzing.

The surrounding snow cleared away, revealing the formation carved in stone.

The formation was flickering, with Shen Jiyun as the center of the formation, continuously drawing sword intent to maintain this peerless sword formation.

In the distance, came an old questioning voice: "You have only been out for a few days, how can the abyss be so active?"

"What happened in the abyss?"

"Or, what did they notice?"

Shen Jiyun stood still.

Only he himself knows what happened.

He suppressed the abyss for hundreds of years. In order to resist the filthy atmosphere in the abyss, he turned to practice the way of ruthlessness.

No desire, no desire, no thoughts.

As long as you don't feel tempted, you will naturally be flawless, no matter what desires you want, you can't shake your heart.

But now, after walking into the world of mortals for a while, ripples appeared in the lake of his heart, and the demon species in the abyss sensed the subtle changes, and naturally responded.

The old voice kept asking: "Is there something wrong with your ruthlessness? Who shook your heart, I'm going to kill him—"

Hearing this, Shen Jiyun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes darkened, and said coldly: "I will suppress the matter of the abyss myself."

The old voice seemed to be afraid of Shen Jiyun, and after a moment of silence, he reminded: "It's about the world, so don't let your mind slack off."

Shen Jiyun: "I know."

The old voice no longer sounded.

Wang Shufeng calmed down, Shen Jiyun closed his eyes again, a deep mark appeared on his brow, as if a black glow had flashed past.

There is an abyss outside, and demons inside.

These things are like mountains pressing on Shen Jiyun's shoulders, there is nowhere to breathe.But even so, his back was still straight, without any slack.

click-

A streak of frost condensed and spread from the hilt of the sword to Shen Jiyun's fingertips.

But in an instant, he was completely covered in frost, turning into an indifferent ice sculpture.

Feeling the biting chill and pain, Shen Jiyun finally calmed down.

This isn't the first time he's done this.

People are born with seven emotions and six desires, how can they be cut off so easily?

Only by self-abuse and vigilance again and again can we be completely free from desires and desires.

Dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart, Shen Jiyun's heart was finally at peace.

But at this moment, a familiar gaze came from a distance, and Shen Jiyun seemed to sense it, and a tiny gap suddenly opened on the ice sculpture.

……

Jiang Li finally reached the end of the sky steps and came to a wide rooftop.

Ye Jingxian had been waiting here for a long time. Because of his status as the chief disciple, many juniors and younger sisters gathered around to ask for advice.He has handsome features, but he looks decent, but when he sees Jiang Li, his eyes light up suddenly.

Jiang Li smiled at him.

Ye Jingxian wanted to meet him, but because his younger brothers and sisters were there, he could only cough lightly and continue holding it.

Jiang Li was not the only one on the rooftop, there were also those children who passed through the heavenly steps together.

Taiwangzong's disciples came over to pick and choose, and took the children away and put them under the sect. After a while, Jiang Li was the only one who was still standing there.

I don't know if it's because he is too old or not talented, but those disciples didn't even look at him.

Jiang Li's eyelashes flickered, thoughtful.

After a while, Ye Jingxian finally got rid of his brothers and sisters, and hurriedly walked towards Jiang Li: "A Li, follow me to Lingyun Peak..."

Before Jiang Li could speak, he saw another figure approaching.

"Jing Xian, is this your friend?"

Ye Jingxian turned his head, startled: "Elder Mo."

Elder Mo looked sharply at Jiang Li.

For some reason, Ye Jingxian felt anxious and took a step forward to block Elder Mo's gaze.He cupped his hands and said, "Elder Mo, this is a good friend I made during my training in the outside world. I invite him to come as a guest."

Elder Mo: "Didn't you want to join my Taiwangzong?"

Ye Jingxian: "A teacher?"

Elder Mo: "Your friend is very talented, why don't you join the Taiwang Sect, so that I can be your companion."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes, blocked a little smile, and asked hesitantly, "Can I also cultivate immortality?"

Elder Mo stroked his beard and nodded: "Of course."

Ye Jingxian quickly realized: "A Li, why don't you worship Lingyun Peak, my master is the master of Lingyun Peak..."

Elder Mo: "Don't worry, apprenticeship is no child's play. Which peak to enter depends on the opportunity."

Ye Jingxian's lips moved, wanting to say something, but under Elder Mo's gaze, he swallowed it back.

Elder Mo asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Li looked at Ye Jingxian and then at Elder Mo, unable to make a decision for a while.He frowned, pinched the corner of his clothes, and whispered, "Listen to you..."

Elder Mo laughed and said: "Don't worry, after passing the Ming Xin mirror, you will know where your chance is."

Ye Jingxian was puzzled.

Are you going to use the Ming Xin Mirror?

Ming Xinjing is a magic weapon, only once every ten years in the apprentice acceptance ceremony, will it be invited out of the mountain gate to see how the future disciples' talent and Taoism will be.

When Ye Jingxian was apprenticed to his teacher back then, he had experienced the Ming state of mind.

Ming Xinjing judged his talent to be above average, and later joined Lingyun Peak.

Could it be that Ah Li is really talented?

Jiang Li didn't know about this special treatment, he just followed him in a daze, and he did what others said.

Elder Mo came to the center of the rooftop, raised his right hand to his jaw, bent his fingers, and pinched out a curse seal.

The imprint falls.

The roof shook slightly, and a square stone in the center collapsed from it, and then a palm-sized mirror rose up.

The whole body of the mirror is simple and unsophisticated, the mirror surface is flawless, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness, which cannot reflect any scene.

Elder Mo greeted: "Come here."

Jiang Li flinched back a bit, as if a little scared.

Ye Jingxian comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, just stand in front of the mirror." He explained to Elder Mo, "Ah Li was injured at the foot of the mountain and lost his memory, so he is a little timid."

Jiang Li bit his lower lip, his eyelashes flickering.

Why did he have to go through the Ming Xin Mirror?

Could it be... what did they find?

Jiang Li's gaze swept over lightly, as if he was weighing it.

After a while, he made up his mind, walked forward slowly, and stood in front of Ming Xinjing.

The mirror shook slightly, but no figure appeared on it, but a hazy moonlight was reflected instead.

Elder Mo frowned.

In front of the Mingxin mirror, one can determine the talent of the disciple and which peak he is related to.

Why is there only one moonlight above now?

I don't know what he thought of, and his brows gradually relaxed.

Moonlight.

moon.

Shen Jiyun's Taoist name is "Wangshu", which means Mingyue.

In this way, this boy really has a predestined relationship with Wang Shufeng.

Elder Mo's eyes were burning: "You can worship Wangshu Peak."

Ye Jingxian lost his voice: "Huh?"

As we all know, the peak owner of Wangshu Peak is Wangshu Xianjun.

Xianjun Wangshu's disciples are each in charge of a main peak, and Peak Lord Lingyun is one of his disciples.

Ye Jingxian is the apprentice of Peak Lord Lingyun, so he respectfully called Wangshu Xianjun "Master Patriarch".

But if Jiang Li paid homage to Wangshu Peak, wouldn't he have to be called... Master Uncle?

Chaos.

Seniority is all messed up.

Ye Jingxian was impatient for a moment, and objected: "No!"

Elder Mo: "Why?"

Ye Jingxian faltered and hesitated, unable to explain why.

Elder Mo: "You are not allowed to comment at this time. I will make a decision after I report to the other elders."

After finishing speaking, he walked away in a flick of his sleeves, his figure disappearing into the clouds.

Ye Jingxian wept bitterly.

The sweetheart has to become a master uncle, what's the matter?

Jiang Li turned his head to one side, curled his tongue, and pressed the corner of his lips to try not to laugh out loud.

Let him worship Shen Jiyun as his teacher?

Thankfully they figured it out.

But...it's not impossible.

At least it sounds interesting.

……

Elder Mo walked through the clouds, and as soon as his spiritual energy was absorbed, he fell straight between the mountains.

The mountains overlap, and a path leads to a secluded place.

At the end of the path, there is a dark mountain range.

Elder Mo lowered his hand, and slowly said about today's events: "This person is extremely inspired, comparable to Wangshu Xianjun."

The mountain range swayed slightly, and a gap opened, and an old voice came from it: "Really?"

Elder Mo: "Ming Xinjing concludes that he has a predestined relationship with Wang Shu."

The old voice pondered for a moment: "In that case... Let Wang Shu accept him."

Elder Mo: "Yes."

The old voice asked again: "What else?"

Elder Mo hesitated to speak, but finally shook his head and remained silent.

Old voice: "Then back down."

Elder Mo cupped his hands and stepped back.

After Elder Mo left, the mountains were quiet for a moment, and then there was another echo.

"The movement in the abyss is getting bigger and bigger."

"I think Xianjun Wangshu is useless. Now there is another good seedling. When Xianjun Wangshu is no longer good, I will just fill him in."

"Haha... It seems that the sky will never die, I am too forgetful."