Fake Demon Lord

As soon as Qing Xuzi made this statement, He Huan's expression was a move, and there was solemnity between his eyes. "Master, there is only one request from a disciple in this life."

At this moment, his emotions were intertwined, and even if the hearts of each other were suffering, he only felt the determination in his heart, but it was difficult to distinguish in which aspect the decision was made, for fear that the person could not think of a sentence, "Please Master forgot me altogether "... Well, with He Huan's personality, the chance of saying this is really high!

Thinking of this, he quickly rushed over and pulled He Huan's sleeve and warned: "Calm down, don't talk nonsense."

Looking at two of his most familiar faces together, Qing Xuzi seemed to see the growth process of the apprentice in his own eyes. He missed the look in his eyes. Although he didn't know what he would ask for, he also said lightly: "You I haven't asked for anything since I was sixteen, let's say. "

He Huan never asks for help. This is the first time in 80 years that he bowed his head to others, but this is the only thing. Even if the hope is slim, he wants to try. His life was bumpy, and he was accustomed to the unsatisfactory life. In the past, he thought that if people want to get something, they always lose something. This is fair, but now he wants to give a successful future, so he still asks Master I begged: "I really want to be with him. Although my affairs with him are ridiculous, they are probably not tolerated by the world, but I still dare to pray for the master to be fulfilled."

Qing Xuzi really did not expect that He Huanqiu would be this. He heard a little bit about the soul-splitting technique. He knew what was the part of He Huan's soul. One and the same heart can naturally understand each other. However, this same self can face each other in the mirror. What's the difference between comfort? Isn't the end result a lonely life?

Yes, from the beginning, it was n’t the secular ethics that he was worried about, but whether his apprentice really could be satisfied. He was afraid that this was just He Huan who was lonely for a long time and wanted to deceive himself. If he missed the good fortune in the future, it would be too It's a pity.

Thinking of this, he slowly sighed, "I can only spend one's life with my soul, isn't he still alone?"

"The reason why people are lonely is that no one can understand that no one can rely on. If there is such a person, why care about who that person is?"

He Huan is clear in the end, even if he is so different today, and everyone is the same person, it is difficult to guarantee how he will grow up in the future. But he also firmly believes that no matter what he grows into, he can accept it.

His expression was resolute and never repented. Qing Xuzi's eyes moved and asked, "If I don't agree, what about you?"

Sure enough, as he guessed, this disciple who has never gone out of his way now does not plan to turn back, only faintly replied: "I will one day be able to practice bliss to a satisfactory state, Master, it is impossible to stop me forever . "

They were so arrogant that they couldn't stand the pain. He knew He Huan was never willing to fight against Master. He would n’t be caught here today if he could do anything with Qing Xuzi, so he could n’t let Ho Huan wronged himself again for him.

Taking a deep breath, he cast aside all his concerns and knelt down beside He Huan decisively. He raised his head to face Qing Xuzi and said loudly: "Master, I can't do without He Huan, no matter how inappropriate, it's always my life. He couldn't get up on his head. If you don't promise, I will hold your thigh and cry until you promise! "

After learning the truth, Qingxuzi tried hard not to care about the pain. He didn't know whether this soul was still his apprentice, and he couldn't decide how to treat him. He was sure that this was really the boy he raised, the same persistence, the same tenderness, and the same indifference.

He can be harsh on He Huan, but he ca n’t rebuke what he did not do wrong. All the actions since the birth of the boy are fully in line with the mystic morals. If he was not attached to He Huan, his mentality was even better than that of Bu Qingyun. And perfect. Qing Xuzi used to be entangled with Bu Qingyun's Hu, but now he can only try to lift him up, but helplessly said: "You, you have known Spatter since childhood, I am not worried about this ..."

"Master, you said that the goal of peace in the world was too difficult, but we did it in the end."

The boy shook his hand violently. Behind his eyes was the vast sky and endless frankness. "You are the strongest monk in the world. If we really do not live well, it is not too late for you to separate us. But you can Can't promise me, if we are happy together, just bless us with one sentence. Master, He Huan, after so long alone, can't you please him?

Qing Xuzi did not expect that he would be persuaded by a young man. His life experience is far better than two people. As long as he is willing to follow his instructions, they will be able to live a more stable life than they are now. However, at this moment, these words are never to say no. Export.

He and He Huan are both old and can no longer be sure that they can accomplish uncertain things. He almost forgot that the original one, like a teenager, chose this daydreaming dream in this chaotic river and lake. Benevolence. Now, though he has gone through hundreds of years of hardships, has he not changed his mind and completed his own way?

That's it. Maybe it's not the best life. Maybe it's doomed. The road is also their own choice. The only thing he can do as a master is to try to make it easier for them to go. He really should make his disciples happy once.

Slowly sighing, the elder Tsing Yi Taoist eyed the tense eyes of the two, and in the end, there was only compromise. "You have hardened your wings and do n’t put Master in your eyes. In the future, if you are in one place, if you are bullied Come to Xuanmen, I will protect you. "

He Huan never thought that Qing Xuzi would compromise so easily, he couldn't believe his ears, "Master, do you agree?"

"Since your mind is determined, why should I make you feel uncomfortable. Moreover, my terrible dead apprentice cried."

He smiled and nodded to him. Qing Xuzi finally saw the real joy from that indifferent face. For this apprentice's inner smile, he did it right. As for the future, Let's face it together. Originally, he wanted to leave one of them slowly educated around him, but he chose to let go. However, in this way, Luoxian Lake really only left him an old man.

He finally raised the disciples, but in the end none of them could be with him. Qing Xuzi was sad, but he no longer wanted to use these old things to trap He Huan again, and he just said gently: "You grow up It ’s up to you to decide what you want to do in the future. As long as you do n’t forget that Luoxian Lake and my old man, come back and check it out. ”

He said that he really had two people together. He Ku thought that it would be the best result to return to He Huan. Who knew that the old Taoist priests accepted such appalling things as apprentice narcissism. Of course, he knew that Qingxuzi would not think that this was a good thing, but he rushed to this willingness to take everything for the sake of He Huan. In his eyes, the Pharaoh Taoist priest became an amiable old man instantly. Throwing it on my father-in-law's thigh enthusiastically: "Master, rest assured, I must grab my body and slip in immediately during the festival. After this, I am skilled at sneaking into the mysterious gate!"

Bu Qingyun's face was extremely lethal to Qing Xuzi. At this moment, he was so happy from the bottom of his heart. A pair of peach eyes were filled with a smile like a crescent moon in the horizon. . For a moment, Qingxuzi felt that Bu Qingyun was a boy again when he was a teenager, and lifted people up lovingly, sighing, "You were so cute when you were a kid, how can you grow up like a donkey when you grow up."

He Huan had no response to his status suddenly falling to a level with the donkey, just responded with a chuckle, "It is really cute, so I like him too."

I didn't expect that he would say so naturally if he didn't say a word for a long time. Why regret the moment when he didn't bring the recording stone, he could only open his eyes wide and say: "What did you just say, say it again!"

He Huan thought that he always had to stay a bit distracted. When he saw him, he really looked forward to him, but he also gave up his reason and said from the heart: "I said, I've already fallen in love with you."

They ignored the people around them automatically. Qing Xuzi really kissed me in front of these two Bu Qingyun. My scene was really unacceptable. Even when he waved his sleeves, he was blown out by a breeze. Now, my Luoxian Lake is a place for cleanup. Don't flirt here and go down the mountain yourself. "

Suddenly sent to the bamboo forest by the breeze, why did he find himself returning to the spirit state after a long absence, and then again, he Huan had returned to his body. Qing Xuzi's sword intentions have been withdrawn, and the souls of the two have been merged into one again. Why do you just feel that your empty heart is finally filled, and look back at the shore of Luoxian Lake with sword marks still left, then he realizes, He finally brought He Huan back.

The rest of the life after the calamity was afraid that this would come to mind, but he was not very sure about this trip. Fortunately, Qing Xunzi was sincerely kind to He Huan. Fortunately, he did not meet any evil people. Even if Bu Yanlian had at least his own insistence. When He Huan said it, he didn't believe it, but now he truly believes that Xuanmen is really the best martial art in the world.

This storm is finally over. There are no speculative storms in the rivers and lakes, and there are not many conspiracy plans, just one step back, and the sky is wide.

"I really didn't expect Master to let you and me so easily."

He sighed, He Huan looked down at his body, and the moire white clothes of his youth now returned to him, as if the days when he had fallen in the demon are washed away, and he has to decide again what to do go. After Gaya Bodhi's instructions, he already knew how to overcome the defects of bliss, soaring is no longer hopeless. With this practice, he is very relaxed no matter whether he returns to the magic road or accompanies any bitter waves.

But before that, he had a lingering thought in his mind ...

"Why, you taught me, many times, many things, without trying to do it, you never know if you can do it."

Clutching the sword in the waist silently, he tilted his head to look at the lakeside woods. The old trees still have the scratches left when they practiced swords. Even after being washed for hundreds of years, they never fade, as if still waiting. With that day, the boy in white practicing sword practice here returned. Finally making up his mind, he whispered to the spirit beside him, "I want to go crazy."

In an instant, he realized what he wanted to do. Nothing was said, just holding his hand tightly and standing side by side with him, "No matter what, I'll stay with you."

With both hands interlocked, He Huan felt that he had regained the courage to fear no harm when he was a teenager. Finally, no longer suppressing his emotions, he yelled at the bamboo house, "Master!"

He no longer suppressed his emotions at this time, and his voice was full of eighty years of missing and hurt. As soon as they fell into the ears of Qingxu Zi, they were like thunder, and they only swept away when they encountered something overturned. Came out, fell in front of the two concerned, and said, "What's wrong? Isn't the injury of the soul still not healed? Come and see."

Seeing him look like this, He Huan could not whitewash his mood anymore. When his knees sank, he knelt down in front of him and said his true words. "I never regret meeting Master."

Being able to get this sentence, Qing Xuzi thought that all the concessions he made today are worthwhile, and the corners of his eyes were red. "I am very grateful for my teacher. That day, outside Changan City, I can save you."

Outside the city of Chang'an in the past, the Taoist man in Tsing Yi was handsome and handsome, the young man in plain clothes was proud and proud. Now, by the shore of the Lake of Immortality, years have left indelible marks on them. The Taoists under the Three Swords are already old, and the young men who are determined to rely on their swords have gone through vicissitudes.

Jing Fei's old scenes, people are not old people, but he, in this scene polished by time, said the request of the two when they got together: "I know this will cause Jiang Hufei to order Xuanmen's shame. But I still can't help but want to ask one last question. Bu Qingyun has rebelled from the door, and after all, it is not appropriate to enter the door again. May I ask whether the teacher would like to accept another disciple who is named Huan Huan? "

"Why wouldn't I!"

It is ridiculous to think that the first person in the demon world who is also a monk during the robbery period must worship the leader of the right path. And accepting a notorious devil as a disciple in charge, no one knows how this should hit the reputation of the right way. However, as soon as he said this, Qing Xuzi almost ecstatically responded. At this moment, he did not care about the overall situation of the rivers and lakes, nor did he consider the century-old reputation of Xuanmen. He only knew that he regarded his disciple as his own disciple. came back.

However, this is not the end. Just after he answered, another young boy in white knelt down and made a row with He Huan, his face was totally different and alive and agile. My face is sweeping away, what is it about Master to accept another name? I will be heavenly and sword-like, and his personality is not as troublesome as him, especially good to feed! "

Qing Xuzi originally thought that this would be the end of living alone in Luoxian Lake. Who knew that after the end, he could still harvest two disciples. When even the old tears were vertical and horizontal, he responded quickly: "Receive, why not? You are my youth. Xuzi's apprentice, who dares to criticize as a teacher, took a broom and taught him how to sweep the floor! "

"Disciple He Huan, see Master."

"Why disciples, see Master."

Thousands of fresh breeze pushed the ripples of the lake, and the sun shone from the pines, cypresses, and bamboos. The time turned back and forth, and finally returned to its original appearance. In this place where the heads of Xuanmen passed down, taking the heaven and the earth as evidence, two young boys in white with identical faces and different temperament worshiped the Taoist Taoist together, just like Bu Qingyun and Bu invited lotus.

In the past, the two mysterious masters of Xuanmen have become rumors of rivers and lakes, and Bu Qingyun's life has truly come to an end. What is waiting for them in the future is the battle of swords and rivers that belongs to He Huanhe.

In this turbulent river and lake, you and I are one and the same, and we all go together.

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