i'm just a kitty

Nuo Nuo fell into more than a dozen layers of nightmare, guarding a crazy nightmare master who wanted to cry but had no tears.Huo Qian's side is a little more promising than him, and he is still on the third floor.His fourth flower hasn't bloomed yet, so he reluctantly agrees that he hasn't entered the fourth floor yet.

But it is only a little promising.

Huo Youhui in the revolving lantern was sitting quietly waiting for the catastrophe to come, while Huo Qian outside the revolving lantern sat cross-legged.His face remained calm, as if his heart had been split in two.

The left half is full of calmness: when he was in Liuyunzong, he always had such a peaceful and indifferent appearance.He is rooted in Liuyun Sect like a tree, as if he can stay peacefully until his old age, neither happy with things nor sad with himself.As long as Huo Youhui is walking this quiet path of cultivation with him, he has always been fearless and focused to an almost terrifying state.

The right half is the fear that is about to come out: he is restless and hesitant, but he is afraid to tell others easily.

The picture was still for a long time, and the senior brother came back before he realized it. He bent down and said to Huo Youhui, "Master, I have discussed with the other juniors and sisters, we should invite Huo junior brother back to the Nine Heavens."

Huo Qian clenched his fists suddenly, and his fear suddenly expanded, driving away all the peace.To this day, he can especially recall that this scene was after he descended from the Nine Heavens.At that time, he was not far away, and when he heard that they were going to talk, he deliberately walked a little further away.They exchanged only a few words, and he did not hear a word.It's just that the senior brother frowned and looked at him a few more times when he came out, and he couldn't help remembering that experience in his heart.

I remember that even today, it can be turned into a revolving lantern.It can be seen that the scene caused a lot of waves in Huo Qian's heart.

I didn't know the content of their conversation at that time, but now I know that the revolving door is not necessarily true, so I turned my head to see Master's reaction intently.

"There may be no tomorrow as a teacher," Huo Youhui sighed, "It's better to let him accompany you for a while."

"Master, you are a fan of the authorities." Gui Bujue disapproved, "Before Junior Brother came, you regarded the catastrophe as nothing, and you were able to face it calmly. If you wait like this, why worry about not being able to survive the thunder catastrophe."

"After the younger brother came, you were in a mess. You were obsessed with the joys of a small family and the benevolence of a woman all day long. You were worried about the outcome of the catastrophe. With such a deep bond, you can't be optimistic when you cross the catastrophe." Gui Bujue on one knee Kneeling: "Master, for your own safety, let the younger brother go back."

"Your junior has been wise since he was a child, and he is very affectionate." Huo Youhui did not directly respond to the request of the eldest apprentice, "When your junior sister Song's mother was still alive, she would bring some food and clothing for Jiuyuan when she went up the mountain several times. Things. When Song Qi went back to attend the funeral, he also secretly cried a few times."

"He is different from you. You are strong and tolerant, quite decisive. He is an out-and-out person who has cultivated since he was a child, and he has a light and transparent view of the relationship between relatives and friends. He looks cold, but he is actually a sentimental temperament." Huo Yougui twisted his gray beard, "When he passed the catastrophe, I couldn't sleep all night. I was afraid that he would die young, that he would fall."

"Master!" Gui Bujue frowned.

"His ascension is just a fluke because the Heavenly Dao was blinded by the lonely shell he built for more than a hundred years." Huo Youhui said, "I'm still afraid that he won't be able to take care of himself, and that he will experience hardships."

"Now that he's down, I'll take another look. Knowing that he's considerate, I've made my wish. It's not that I don't know that my mood is shaken, but there are so many people in this world that are worth remembering." Huo Youhui waved to his apprentice , "I have been close to a thousand years, but this age makes me look down on my cultivation. The ascension is just the icing on the cake for me. Even if I fall, I will have no regrets to see this child as perfect as ever before he dies."

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Huo Qian covered his mouth and knelt before the revolving lantern.He knew that he hadn't witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and it was hard to tell the truth from the fake.It's just what the heart thinks, how many can be confirmed one by one.And the person who knew the truth most about this matter is no longer alive, so how can we confirm it.

The most difficult thing to figure out is the human heart.

And the human heart is so delicate and sensitive, weaving strands and strands, entangled with various causes and effects.Between two hearts so close, many things can be understood without confirmation.

Since Huo Youhui's fall, he has had nightmares again and again: Why did Master fall?He is the most powerful monk who has practiced the longest, is the most dedicated, and is the most prepared in recent years.He is a master among the monks, and he should be the one who crosses the tribulation most smoothly.

People say that there are two ways to cross the catastrophe, one is to cultivate deeply, and the other is to have a rock-solid state of mind.

Master, the former must have no time. If he said that he would fall, he would not think about it except that his state of mind was not pure at that time.So what was he thinking?What can the master, who has already handed over the matters of the sect and is in seclusion to wait for the catastrophe, remember?

The words he said in the early years that encouraged Huo Qian to work hard kept coming to mind: If I don't succeed, there is no other reason, it must be because I still have such a concern, and I was chopped into pieces by Tianlei through a loophole.

In the early years, this sentence was a sharp knife, urging Huo Qian to abandon his childishness and concentrate on practicing.Now it is a blunt knife, and it has been slashing at the flesh for many years, until the skin is cut open and the flesh is bloody.And will keep going on and on.

It doesn't matter whether it is true or not, Huo Qian believes it is true, and it is true.

Master has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and has long since lost his father and mother.Facing apprentices and friends, he also kept a close but not too close distance.There is no flaw in his state of mind, there is only one flaw, that is, he temporarily suspended his practice and found himself a son to raise him.From then on, he fell into the world of mortals, began to worry about the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of a little boy, and took out a fiery heart and detained it at the foot of the way of heaven.

When it came to crossing the catastrophe, this heart still didn't stop beating.

The way of heaven picks and chooses: you are not suitable to become a fairy.

And crushed the worldly love child's heart with one foot.

If the master could have predicted that his practice would fall short because of this son he picked up halfway, he would probably take it seriously like his name "Yougui" and regret his mistakes.

Huo Qian covered his mouth, but still couldn't cover the extremely sad whine.He could never escape such dark associations: who prevented the master from crossing the catastrophe?be yourself.It is the self who came back after going to Jiuchongtian; the self who is obsessed with the friendship between father and son; the self who has lived for 300 years and has not been emotionally weaned; It is the self who is not filial and incompetent that makes Master feel at ease; it is the self who has become a stumbling block on the way of Master's ascension...

He often wondered if everything would have been completely different if he hadn't descended to the Nine Heavens and hadn't been in the last two months.

If there is another chance, he will never dare to descend to the Nine Heavens again.

With a "poof", the third flower above his head bloomed, and each petal was engraved with a small word "regret".

Huo Qian knelt there for a long time, not even hearing the sound of flowering, and his thoughts fell into chaos: Why am I still alive?And why insist on getting relic back?Because of repentance?Do you think it's okay to act like nothing happened?

His ability to distinguish between true and false gradually faded, and he began to forget his current environment.He even felt that he became lighter, wandering in a soft and comfortable space, gradually forgetting his hands, feet, arms, legs...

At the moment when his consciousness was dying, the fourth flower on top of his head shook its own twig and opened its first petal reservedly.There is only one piece, not many, it is so different.

Just at this moment, a breathless, elongated voice suddenly came in, startling the flying Lord Xianjun: "Huo Qian——Where are you——"

Huo Qian opened his eyes sleepily, and heard another long call: "Huo Qian——Huo Jiuyuan——Huo Xianjun—the father of the child—are you around—"

Huo Qian vaguely felt that this voice was very familiar, and he couldn't use his chaotic mind, which was not more than a few IQ points than Hua Fei, to think of who it was.After listening to it again, the clear voice on the other side changed the subject, and he looked annoyed: "Daddy, open your eyes and see clearly, I am your son, not your daughter-in-law."

"Come on, dear daddy, get rid of this nightmare, let's go through together to find your daughter-in-law... Alas, don't carry your back too high, you are too high to make me dizzy, Daddy!"