My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 359 Asking
"Kneel down!" the voice of the Master Zifu was cold.

Yang Zhen didn't say a word, and didn't use all her strength to resist, she let the coercion push her down to her knees.

"Grandpa—" Zhao Yue'er screamed, and was about to rush over, but was held back by the nanny.

"Beiqing—" Mammy called softly, and there seemed to be other meanings in her voice.

Zhao Beiqing could hear it clearly, and suddenly felt disheartened, and flicked his sleeves:
"Forget it, get up!"

Yang Zhen felt that invisible pressure suddenly disappeared, so she stood up and stood silently.

For a while, no one spoke in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was a bit terrifyingly silent.Zhao Yue'er looked at Grandpa for a while, and Nanny for a while, no matter how ignorant she was, it suddenly dawned on her that something had happened.

She looked at Yang Zhen with some horror on her small face, hoping to get comfort from him.

"Ah Jing, tell me." Zhao Beiqing ordered.

Zhang Hejing looked at the two children lovingly, with a gentle smile on his face:
"Yue'er, little stone, your grandfather and I will go to the battlefield of the demons tomorrow."

"Ah?" Zhao Yue'er was a little confused: "What are you doing there? Didn't Grandpa transfer away long ago?"

"Of course it's a war with the demons," Mammy said softly, "The sect has issued a recall order, and your grandfather and I have been recalled."

"Why?" Zhao Yueer's expression changed drastically.She is not an ignorant child, of course she is aware of the dangers of the demon battlefield.

"Something happened in the crack of the magic cloud." Mammy's voice was still so soft.

"But why do you want to go? Sister, you have already retired from the sect."

"In the recall order issued by the Zongmen this time, the requirements for the Foundation Establishment cultivators are that they should be younger than four years old, have left the Demon Palace for less than one year, and are in good health. Your mother, these three points just happen to be satisfied. "

"No—" Zhao Yue'er couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately threw herself into the arms of the nanny, crying:

"Mommy, Yue'er doesn't allow you to go. You have left the sect long ago, and you were injured on the battlefield of the Demon Race. Why are those people so bad, they will bully you, huh—"

Mammy patted her on the back lightly, but remained silent.There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but when she was smiling, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and slipped to the ground silently.

Looking at the two crying women, Zhao Beiqing let out a long sigh, turned around and looked at Yang Zhen again, his eyes suddenly became cold.

Yang Zhen was overwhelmed by his momentum, almost lowered her head, then took a deep breath, raised her head again, and met the opponent's direct gaze, her eyes were clear and firm.

Zhao Beiqing's eyes were like sharp knives, staring at the young man, making no secret of his murderous intent.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly smiled, and a hint of imperceptible admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go out for a walk."

After finishing speaking, the Master of the Zi Mansion waved his sleeves, rolled up the boy, and flew towards a mountain not far away.

Yang Zhen only felt that her eyes were dark, and her ears were ringing, and when everything quieted down, she was already on the top of a mountain standing on a cliff.

"You and Yue'er, when did it happen?" Zhao Beiqing asked with his hands behind his back.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Yang Zhen knew what he was asking, and answered honestly:
"The 23rd of the first lunar month, that is, the night when I came back from Yunzhou. Yue'er said to take me to see the colorful epiphyllum, and then, in the sea of ​​flowers, we couldn't help ourselves..."

"Hua Hai, I can't help it, haha!" Zhao Beiqing laughed with his head up, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Yang Zhen remained silent, and stood on the side in a respectful manner.

"What are your plans for Yue'er in the future?" the ancestor continued to ask.

"I, I am willing to marry Yue'er as my wife, to be with her for the rest of my life, to protect her through life and death, and never lose each other!" Yang Zhen said loudly.This is what he thought in his heart, from the bottom of his heart, so he answered very firmly.

"Marry as a wife? Never lose each other?" Zhao Beiqing sneered and said, "Look at these real people in the Zongmen, how many Taoist companions will accompany them for life? The road is bumpy and long, and if you are not careful, you will die Dao Xiao. You still want to be with you for the rest of your life, why do you think this is a mortal world with only a mere few decades?"

"Furthermore, if Yue'er has a single spiritual root qualification, if the path is smooth, it will not be difficult to cultivate to the golden core. If so, you can live for a thousand years. You have a broken spiritual root, at best, you can only have three spiritual root qualifications, and Zifu is your limit. At that time, when you go away and leave these hundreds of years, do you still want Yue'er to guard the blue lantern for you for half a lifetime?"

"Old Ancestor!" Yang Zhen said loudly: "Since the road to immortality is bumpy and there is danger of falling at any time, then we should cherish the present moment even more. Yue'er and I love each other sincerely. Every day, every year, we live happily and happily. If you have a taste, you will live up to this time, so why bother to care about what will happen hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years later?"

"If you don't think about hundreds of thousands of years, then what are you still practicing? It's a child's talk!" Zhao Beiqing said disdainfully, but didn't say anything else.

After a long time, the Venerable Master asked again: "Yang Zhen, let me ask you, what is the purpose of your cultivation?"

"For what?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, this question was too illusory, he wanted many things: longevity, freedom, family affection, exploration...

All these are the purpose of his cultivation.

So, what did he want most?

Scenes flashed before Yang Zhen's eyes.There are details of how he got along with his parents and classmates in his previous life; there is the scene of Jin's burial in front of the Yang family's old grave; Later, they fell in love with each other and were inseparable...

If a person's life is a long river, these pictures are the turbulent waves in the long river; if life is a picture scroll that lasts for tens of years or even longer, these are the most simple and moving works among them.

These paintings finally formed the existence of the person "I".Without them, "I" is just a lonely soul born out of a shell. What's the point of living?
If the drops of water dissipate and the waves are annihilated; time flies and the scrolls turn to ashes, and when all the characters that make up these scrolls disappear, even if I am still alive, what is the difference between me and a walking dead?
It's just the lonely cliff at the foot.

I want to protect them, even if I can't protect everyone, I also want to protect those who are the most important to me, the closest to me, the people I care about...

Yue'er, Yiyi, Caiyun, Nanny, Tie Zhu and the others.

Do my best to protect them.

……

He remained silent for a long time, Zhao Beiqing didn't urge him, and let him think.

Finally, the young man raised his head and looked at the Venerable Master resolutely: "Old Ancestor, Yang Zhen's life is to protect, to protect my relatives and friends, to protect those lovely and respectable people, to protect those who make my life Existing things!"

"My Dao Heart is to protect!"

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　　PS: I came back a bit late, and this chapter is really difficult to write. The questions and answers in the middle have been revised several times, so I am sorry to delay until now.

　　
　
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