i have a sword fairy

Chapter 585 Yourong's "Emotional History" (Thanks to Happy Jelly Fish Brothers for the reward)

"Ziyu, you told me that you woke up at the foot of a secluded mountain, that you saw the unity of mind, nature, knowledge and action in Dali Hanjing, and that you abandoned your will to die under the pursuit of Qin Jianfu... ..."

"Your self-cultivation is enough, even I think it has far exceeded your current level of cultivation and age. You should have a state of mind to cultivate, and you have met or even surpassed the Confucian temple's requirements for self-cultivation for Confucian gentlemen."

Zhu Yourong sighed, and looked at Zhao Rong's clean eyes, "Although I have never seen the scene of your heart lake, but I can guess that the water of the heart lake must be clear, like a mirror, which can make people look at themselves crown……"

In a certain heart lake, Gui couldn't help raising his eyebrows. This big-breasted female gentleman is indeed very knowledgeable.

It personally designed and constructed this heart lake for the sword master. It is a first-class spectacle in the mountains, and the pure blue glazed dragon carp on the lake is the finishing touch.

Giving movement to the still water that was originally clear and mirror-like, revitalized the "water" of the entire heart lake.

Not to mention that it also found another way to raise ninety-nine 81 evil dragons in the abyss deep in the heart lake, such a bold operation.

The purple-clothed sword spirit raised its sharp chin and hummed softly.

All evil thoughts, miscellaneous thoughts, and negative emotions sink into the abyss of the heart lake and are swallowed by the evil dragon.

And the pure and clean mind floats lightly to the surface of the water, becoming the growth nutrient of the Daolong carp, and the water surface of the heart lake will only become more and more clear like a mirror.

It's like purifying.

The key to screening these is his clear mind, which has been subconsciously distinguishing between good and evil thoughts.

Of course, the evil dragons are also growing by devouring negative evil thoughts, but the clearer the heart lake and dragon carp are, the more they can restrain the evil dragons in the submerged abyss that rely on turbid stagnant water to survive. It is a virtuous circle...as long as the balance is not broken.

When Gui first built this 'perfect heart lake', he even felt that Zhao Rongguang relied on this mysterious and mysterious heart lake. After a long period of time, if there were no problems, he could cultivate all the way to the state of a saint.

Didn't you see that he is now starting to blame himself and feel guilty? He didn't think it was a "scumbag" behavior before. This is the subtle influence, and his mind has become clearer and purer.

Just when the sword spirit nodded in agreement with Zhu Yourong's praise of Zhao Rong's way of self-cultivation, and was secretly proud of it for reforming the behavior of scumbag men and women in the world, he was suddenly taken aback, as if he had thought of something.

"Wait... Is this guy too self-cultivating?"

Reminiscent of Zhao Rong's sudden self-examination last night, and the only change that happened not long ago in this Dragon Heart Lake.

The purple-clothed sword turned its head, and looked at the depths of the heart lake, the 72 evil dragons in the abyss, it frowned and became quiet...

At this moment, in the long dark tomb passage, Zhu Yourong sighed and said to Zhao Rong:
"So Ziyu, what you need most now is not self-cultivation, but the Qi family. Besides, you say that knowledge and action are one, who said that you must travel thousands of miles to cultivate yourself? The Qi family can also cultivate self-cultivation, and you can do both."

Zhao Rong was dubious, trying to understand: "You mean... honed in work?"

Zhu Yourong's eyes lit up, but she said very aptly, "Good."

Zhao Rong nodded thoughtfully, "Let me think about it..."

Seeing that the persuasion had an effect, Zhu Yourong's mood improved, and she couldn't help poking someone's 'elm head' with a green onion-like index finger.

"Okay, it's useless to think too much, you have to get your family together now, go, you can go home honestly later, calm down and have a meal with sister Lingfei and sister Qian'er, and then have an open and honest conversation with them Let's talk...Xiao Ziyu, do you know?"

Zhao Rong: "..."

A moment later, under her narrowed bright eyes, he nodded slightly.

Zhu Yourong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

"Let's go, let's all go home."

With her hands behind her back, she turned around, walked lightly, and took the lead to leave the imperial tomb.

In the back, Zhao Rong raised his head silently, looked at the curvaceous back of the gentle and caring lady in front of him, and raised his heels to follow.

Then, it seemed that parting was imminent.

The atmosphere between the two became quiet.

……

One after the other, they were about to reach the end of this dark tomb passage.

Zhao Rong thought of Zhu Yourong's ups and downs between him and Qingjun Qian'er in the past two days, and felt a little grateful and heartwarming.

At a certain moment, he couldn't help joking and said:
"I didn't expect our Mr. Zhu Da to have the ability to mediate other people's emotional disputes and family conflicts."

"I still have a lot of things, you don't know."

Zhao Rong said casually: "Could it be, Mr. Zhu also had emotional experience before."

Zhu Yourong, who was about to leave, pursed her lips, and suddenly said, "Yes, what's the matter."

The tone seems to be light.

Zhao Rong froze, he couldn't see the expression of the woman in Confucian shirt who was walking in front at this time, but he didn't suspect him.

So he nodded in surprise and said: "Oh, yes, Mr. Zhu, you are quite old. It is impossible for you to not have men liking and pursuing you for so many years. It is normal to have emotional experiences... Uh, the question I just asked was a bit stupid .”

The handsome young scholar smiled and shook his head.

When I first met Zhu Yourong, I thought she was a bookworm like an obedient female nerd... I thought that in a Confucian environment, she was well protected by her family and teachers, and she only knew calligraphy and cultivated orchids, and pursued hobbies , Independence from the world, interpersonal communication and emotional experience are not good at.

Now it seems that he is naive. She is a first-class scholar of Confucianism, how can it be so simple.

However, he didn't realize that after a certain sentence came out of his mouth, the beautiful back of the big-breasted woman in Confucianism shirt in front of her straightened instantly...

The back is a little stiff.

You, year, Ji, are, very, big... are you...?

I love you big-headed ghost!

Which eye of yours sees that I am quite old?It is recommended to throw it away.

Sir, I am a Nascent Soul when I am less than 30 years old... I was stationed early to prolong my life, and she is quite young on the mountain. Among all the classmates and friends around me, she is the most tender, the teacher in the family and Confucianism Among the seniors, there are quite a few old people who call her Miss Zhu!
In an instant, a certain 'Little Zhu girl' chopped up a certain bastard into meat sauce in her heart, and also made a dumpling by the way, put it in a pot and dipped it in vinegar, and ate it all.

The woman gritted her teeth secretly, resisting the urge to turn around and kill someone.

Also, Mr. Ben has eaten your rice. You said I am quite old... You little Ziyu, do you think I am "big" in everything?
At this moment, the expression on Zhu Yourong's face that was walking in front changed, and then suddenly returned to normal.
nodded again.

"Ziyu's question is really stupid..."

She was not in a good mood for a moment, and she was a little bit wronged, feeling that she had just wasted her emotions and mind to enlighten someone.

The woman in the Confucian shirt narrowed her eyes, raised her chin slightly, curled her lips and repeated:

"Well, why are you getting more and more stupid."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Hey, whipping the corpse repeatedly is too much.

In the heart lake, Gui couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Zhao Rong, haha, she wanted to be your confidant big sister, but you turned out to be her big sister. It's no wonder she gave you a good face and a good tone."

Zhao Rong was speechless, and also discovered the problem.

He looked at the "proud and straight back" in front of him, thought for a while, and changed his words without changing his expression:
"That's all right, it doesn't matter if I'm stupid, other men are not stupid, gentle lady, Zhonggu Lezhi... A young, beautiful and considerate woman like Mr. Zhu, it is impossible to be blind and not to love and pursue."

Zhu Yourong's expression softened a little, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "I haven't counted them, there should be quite a few."

"Then what about you, which one of the outstanding men did you pick?"

She bit her lip and looked at the front of the tomb where some light appeared.

The road he took her to go back to the north was finally coming to an end.

Zhu Yourong suddenly realized...she seemed to be returning empty-handed.

A woman in the tomb suddenly said:

"It's a junior brother."

"Little Junior Brother?"

"Well... little junior brother, he... pursued me like crazy." She lowered her eyes.

"Oh, it's not surprising. In fact, you are very attractive and attractive. Although many men are strong in their mouths, who really don't want to be soft in their hearts... So, what happened later?"

"But he already has a regular wife, and there are...several women at home." She clenched her hand, which was naturally lowered, and then released it.

Zhao Rong immediately frowned, "Then you can't agree, you are a dignified Nascent Soul Realm Confucianism cultivator, a first-class Confucian scholar, and you are still so young, it is not impossible to become a Confucian female master in the seventh realm in the future. Is his concubine not successful? How beautiful he is!"

Zhu Yourong didn't speak.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then hesitated and said: "However, if your little junior brother is very good in person, if you are higher than you in some respects such as cultivation status or status, then it's not... forget it! Neither."

He shook his head in the middle of speaking, and said in a resolute tone, "What kind of man can't you find for your condition? There are a lot of excellent men who can give you affection wholeheartedly. Wrong yourself to accommodate others, why are you low-key and petty? His temperament is indifferent and quiet, and he is not greedy for a man's power and status, so he doesn't need to be attached to him..."

"But if I really like him too, um, I'm also very attracted to this little junior." She interrupted him suddenly and asked.

Zhao Rong suddenly got stuck.

There was no sound for a while.

Zhu Yourong suddenly wanted to look back at the expression on this elm head.

But I still held back and tried to maintain a casual and careless pace,

At this time, after a pause, she added:

"Actually, in this regard, I don't really care about the man's cultivation level or status, as long as he is upright and responsible. In addition, ugly and sloppy characters are not allowed. I have a cleanliness addiction."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and his tone became more serious, "Is it like this... Do you feel it too... Then, how did you get into it, and how much do you like it?"

Hearing the gentle voice of this man who thought of her carefully and made suggestions in a serious manner, the corners of Zhu Yourong's lips curled up unconsciously.

She pretended to think, "To what extent? In fact, I didn't fall into it too much. Well, sometimes I feel... apart from writing and raising orchids to amuse Huaijin, there are other interesting and lovely things in this world... Well, it is with about him."

Zhao Rong touched his chin, wondering: "It's really hard to let go, my suggestion is to cut the mess quickly, but if you... wait, it's not right."

After he reacted, he said in a helpless tone: "Mr. Zhu Da, judging from your tone and the current situation, it should be that these things have already been experienced, and there are some choices and endings. It is useless for me to advise you now. , or stop teasing me, tell me what happened later, your little junior pursued you crazily, how did you do it."

Zhao Rong's tone was curious.

Zhu Yourong's head facing the front didn't shift, but his eyes slanted to the left.

"Oh, it's dinner later." The woman's tone was light and calm.

"???"

"I sat at the table with his wife." She said lightly.

"........."

Zhao Rong felt that the amount of information in these few sentences was a bit large.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, tried hard to digest, and couldn't help but said: "No, you mean... he died?"

"Ah."

Zhao Rong looked at the graceful back of the woman in Confucian shirt in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

There was silence between the two, and they walked quietly for a while.

Just ten steps away from the entrance of the tomb passage ahead.

Zhao Rong still couldn't help but said, "That... how did you, little junior brother, die?"

The woman in the Confucian shirt turned her back to him, and pressed the corners of her raised lips, "Oh, I was just about to mention it to you..."

She nodded and pretended to sigh:
"He is too flamboyant and affectionate, he plays tricks everywhere. In fact, that's fine. The key is that he still dares to love the new and dislike the old, abandons his wives and concubines, and prepares to go far away. And his wives are not simple women, especially the first wife. Ever since, he was given by the ladies..."

"Well, I will stay with you forever. Although separated by a coffin board and soil, at least I have fulfilled the vow of forever companionship and never parting."

"........."

Zhao Rong: So... this is a love story where you had dinner at the end?
"Hahahahaha..."

Sword Spirit, who was also listening intently in Xinhu, couldn't help it, and was about to die laughing.

It tried its best to put on a straight face, and sincerely suggested: "Zhao Rong, you don't want to ask Zhu Yourong again, is her little junior brother just surnamed Zhao, hahahaha..."

Zhao Rong: Do you think you are very humorous?

At this moment, Zhu Yourong, who was walking in front, felt a little nervous for no reason when he saw that there was no sound from behind.

She felt that she had become very bold...

However, the matter has come to this point, and the words have been spoken.

Zhu Yourong spoke suddenly again, breaking the awkward silence between the two.

"So, Ziyu, I'm actually very experienced in some things, because I've seen these bloody lessons before, so I'm going to give you some warm advice today, you must listen carefully, you know?"

The woman in the Confucian shirt didn't look back.

She pursed her lips and smiled, her tone and smile were just right, with some warm concern for her bosom friends.

"Hurry up and go home and accompany your wife."

Zhao Rong nodded, with a serious face, serious and thankful:
"Well, I see, thank you Mr. Zhu Da."

At this moment, the two stepped forward one after another, passing through the isolation circle at the entrance of the imperial mausoleum at the end of the tomb passage.

In an instant, the strong water vapor of the waterfall mixed with the roaring sound of splashing water rushed towards the face.

Instantly 'overwhelmed' the two of them.

The woman's figure disappeared immediately.

leave directly.

From the beginning to the end of the heart-to-heart talk just now, she never looked back at the calm man behind her.

But... She felt that she didn't come home empty-handed.

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(PS: Thanks to the leader of "Happy Jelly Fish Brother" for the reward! Thanks to the good brother! Keke, more will be added!)

(End of this chapter)