Zhijun fairy bones without cold and heat

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Yin Kuizhi never thought that he would see Ye Mengze again.

The man's old snow-colored brocade clothes were replaced by ordinary coarse cloth clothes. He didn't carry a sword, and he was holding a little girl in his arms. The girl was stretching out her arms to reach the tallest candied haws on the haystack.

He didn't recognize Ye Mengze from the crowd at first sight, it was the other party who sent his eyes over first, Yin Kuizhi noticed it immediately, raised his eyelids to look over, and when he met those eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

This time, Yin Yuzhi was ordered by his master to bring a group of disciples who had just established the foundation to experience in the human world. A group of people passed by this town, seeing that it was getting late, and after discussing, they found an inn to settle down.

The town is not big, but the noise of the tile shop opening at night is very lively. Most of these disciples are young people in their teens and 20s. Yin Kuizhi's immobile face did not dare to move rashly. Later, under the instigation of everyone, the elder brother stood up, asked him for instructions respectfully, and made an appointment for the time when he would come back. Yin Kuizhi nodded.

He went back to his room to meditate by himself, and when he opened his eyes again, an hour had passed, and the disciples hadn't come back yet, only a paper crane flew back, explaining where they were now.

The reason why Yin Kuang came out with his sword in hand was that he ran into Ye Mengze on the street.

—these eyes have not changed at all.

In the blink of an eye, what he thought of was not when he met Ye Mengze for the first time many years ago, but when he reached the heartbeat stage in the past, a second heart formed in the lotus flower of Shenjue, and in the first beating of that heart , he thought of Ye Mengze.

At that time, Yin Yuzhi was still the chief disciple of Ling Guangzong of Yunqiong Sect, a well-known spiritual genius in the Taoist lineage—a monk who had reached the stage of heart-beating after only ten years of practice. "Are.It's just that compared with fellow practitioners, Yin Yuzhi's practice method seems to be unique.Most of the Taoist cultivators follow the practice method of being pure-hearted and ascetic, self-denying and prudent, but since Yin Kui’s practice, he has practiced four words-"let nature take its course". It is the one that stands still in place, allowing it to grow and drowning.

Accompanied by the first heartbeat, the unprecedented throbbing and emotional surge came, and he was immersed in it, only three words "Ye Mengze" came to his mind.

That night, Yin Kuizhi flew all the way to Xifu, and called Ye Mengze out of the villa.

Under the moonlight, under the willow tree beside the embankment, he asked the other party: "Ye Mengze, would you like to become a Taoist partner with me?"

What did Ye Mengze say at that time?He forgot.I only remember that the other party was stunned for a long time, and looked at him quietly for a while. This young man with a weak crown has a pair of extremely quiet eyes, like a pool of spring water, with thousands of reserves and no waves.And extremely gentle, like catkins flying all over the sky in March.Ye Mengze asked him a few words, and finally smiled lightly, saying yes with a smile.

The current Ye Mengze is a little different from the one he remembered.

He smiled at him from a distance, and fine lines appeared from the corners of his eyes.

Yin Kuangzhi walked over to meet his smile, walked away a little, stopped slightly, raised his fingers and saluted, and called: "Young Master Ye."

Ye Mengze seemed to want to return the gift. Just as he stretched out a hand, the little girl in his arms slid down. He hurriedly hugged her tightly. The little girl licked the candied haws, her big eyes turned around nimbly, staring at her curiously. The strange Taoist in front of him.

Ye Mengze had no choice but to deepen his smile, nodding his head and calling out, "Daozhang Yin."

His voice also reveals a bit of vicissitudes honed by the years, but it is still gentle and mellow.

Yin Kuizhi stared at him quietly, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, "You... how did you become..."

Ye Mengze seems to be at most a forty-year-old, rather than a real obedient ear, but he shouldn't show any signs of aging at all!He... is a sword cultivator with excellent roots and aptitude from the Ye family.

Ye Mengze also looked at him, and burst out laughing, there was something old and obscure in that smile, "You still talk like this..." But he was not annoyed by the other party's straightforwardness, instead, he felt a little kindness in his heart, He said calmly, "I'm not a material for cultivation. Later, my cultivation stagnated and I didn't make any progress, so I simply left this way..."

But the Taoist priest in front of him seemed to be the same as in the past, and he hadn't changed at all. You don't need to ask him to know that his practice has reached perfection.

Yin Kuizhi drooped his eyelashes, and the look in his eyes became more complicated, even if he was careless, he didn't continue to ask.

His gaze unconsciously fell on the little girl in Ye Mengze's arms. The little girl was looking straight at him, stretched out her short arms, and handed the candied haws to him—the last candied haws left on the skewer.

Ye Mengze chuckled lightly, "It seems that my daughter likes you very much."

He lowered his head and coaxed softly: "Ni Nui, this is Daddy's friend, hurry up and call..." After a pause, the little girl obediently called out, "Big Brother!"

Yin Kuang was taken aback, his age was actually older than Ye Mengze...

That year, Yin Yuzhi accompanied Yunqiong's elders and fellow disciples to the Ye family in Xifu to participate in the sword tasting conference.

At that time, Ye Mengze was 16 years old, and he was a proud disciple of the Jinghong lineage of the Ye family.