Oh my... In the early morning in the wilderness, thick fog rolled in, covering the sky, and time seemed to have never flowed.
Ji Ping'an sat on the stone, facing Wei Huayang's bright eyes, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to explain it.
I have no intention of hiding it. Although I have some inexplicable affection for this reborn heroine, I don’t want to avoid it. The real problem is:
"Hard to say."
He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said in a low tone: "I also missed a lot of them."
"miss?"
Wei Huayang suddenly became interested. The great practitioner was not aloof from the world, and he also had a heart for gossip.
Well, since the other party is a genius in Qin Tian Prison, and in places like the Capital of Gods, outstanding people will always win the favor of many members of the opposite sex.
So although she was not ashamed of the word "a lot", she could still understand it.
But "missing out" has some connotations.
Ji Pingan nodded, laughed at himself, and said with a somewhat erratic look:
"Actually, it's similar to you. In the journey of life, you will meet some people by chance, and then like them, or be liked, but due to various reasons, they stop there and can't really be together, so they are missed."
In Liyang's life, he was obsessed with revenge because of family blood feud, so he did not accept the love of some junior sisters and senior sisters in the Shoushan Sect. Later, because the Xihai Sect failed the girl Wei who boldly confessed her love and waited for him for many years...
Then, he was hunted by Kyushu, like a lost dog. Although by chance, he had some romantic relationships with some women including Liuli Bodhisattva, but...
At that time, I was very precarious and didn't know if I could survive until the next tomorrow. How could I dare to take on a relationship?
When he was a national master, he spent all his time conquering the world, and he had no intention of doing so.
Even some people like Xue Ji... have forgotten each other in the world.
Until the world is singing and dancing, and as the "Guardian Saint", I travel across the states. At that time, I was limited to my identity and immortality... I was worried that my spouse would die a few years later, leaving me alone in pain.
So-called:
As long as I am ruthless, I will not be hurt, so I rejected Xu Yuanyun again...
It's just that he never expected that when the stars returned to their alignment, the ambiguous partners accumulated over the past thousand years would come back to this world together... Ji Ping'an sometimes felt his scalp numb when he thought about it.
"What a scumbag." Wei Huayang didn't know Ji Ping'an's inner journey. He only thought that he was "irresponsible after playing" and refused to even give someone a credit, calling it "missing out".
Can't help but sneer:
"How young are you? You have such an old-fashioned tone and you have missed a lot. You clearly don't want to be responsible."
Ji Ping'an wanted to defend himself. After all, he felt that he had been quite dedicated in the past, but suddenly he felt that he had no confidence, so he simply lay down and let the ridicule go, and said bitterly:
"maybe."
Wei Huayang saw that he looked depressed and didn't seem to be hypocritical. He shook his head and said in disdain:
"It's normal for a genius like you to be charming and charming.
But don’t be pretentious here. If you want to be a scumbag, be thorough and be a man. Practitioners have long lifespans, and this world has always respected the strong. For example, the emperor also has three palaces and six courtyards, and the same is true for powerful female cultivators. Can feed many faces...
If you are somewhat manly and marry them together, so what? I don't think you have any backbone... Such a posture of wanting and not wanting, seemingly dedicated but actually irresponsible, is really shameful.
Don’t you men all want to hug each other? It’s not a rare thing, so why bother pretending? "
Contempt from Headmaster Huayang!
Ji Ping'an smiled:
"That's true. In fact, I only figured this out some time ago. In the past, I always thought that I was very courageous and fearless of all enemies in the world, but I always avoided certain things.
So, you are right, maybe I should be more like the locals. Having three wives and four concubines should be a normal thing here. "
Wei Huayang nodded with satisfaction, then curiously said:
"However, what you said is strange. In the eyes of you men, isn't it normal to have three wives and four concubines? Why do you think it's the other way around?"
Ji Ping'an smiled, and of course he would not say that the reason why he had this idea was because he essentially came from another world, and of course he was different in some concepts.
He thought for a while and said:
"Maybe it's because I'm a practitioner."
Wei Huayang didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
Ji Ping'an did not answer directly, but smiled and said:
"Actually, when I asked to stop and rest before, it wasn't because I was tired, but because I sensed that you might be tired from walking."
Wei Huayang was startled!
His heart softened for no reason, and his eyes became strange.
Yes, she thought it was a coincidence before. Just when she was tired but didn't want to lose face and was about to move forward, Ji Ping'an cried out that she was tired and handed him a step up.
She was relieved at that time, but she didn't expect that it was the other party who did it on purpose?
Ji Pingan explained:
"I know that you, senior, were very strong before, but after all, you came back from rebirth with a weak body, and when Pojiu Realm has not fully transformed, you are still in the mortal stage. Even with the blessing of spiritual elements, you will still be hungry. I will also be tired...
What's more, you were on your way and went through a fierce battle... Physically, you shouldn't be any better than me. "
After a pause, he said again:
"And I... am the genius of Qin Tianjian after all. When I was in the capital of the gods, I used a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to make medicated baths to train this body. And I am a man, so I will be more energetic in comparison. "
Wei Huayang's little nose wrinkled, and his expression became slightly less cold, even a little naive.
He said in a complicated tone:
"So, you followed me and noticed how tired I was? Did you shout tired on purpose so that I could rest?"
So...to take care of my self-esteem as a "senior"?
Of course, she didn't say the second half of the sentence.
Just looking at Ji Pingan's warm smile, I suddenly felt that this guy didn't seem so annoying anymore.
Well, at least he is considerate, better than many men... Wei Huayang commented silently in his heart, but looked cold on his lips:
"So, what does this have to do with your ideas?"
Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:
"This is exactly the embodiment of the concept. In my opinion, the relationship between men and women in this world is separated and stratified."
Suddenly he became professional.
Wei Huayang's curiosity aroused, his little ears stood up, and he couldn't help but lean forward and said:
"Go on, what kind of layering? Separation?"
Ji Ping'an suddenly became excited about talking, and his DNA as a teacher moved. He sat up a little straighter, stretched out his fingers with his bound hands, pointed at the ground and drew a circle in the air, and said:
"These are all living beings, mortal men and women on Kyushu."
Immediately, he drew a circle between him and Wei Huayang:
"At our level, we are men and women in the spiritual world."
He emphasized: "Although they are both men and women, monks and mortals are different."
Wei Huayang looked confused: "Of course it is different, monks are otherworldly..."
"No, I'm not talking about this aspect," Ji Pingan shook his head and said seriously:
"It's the change in status that leads to different concepts."
He organized his words and said:
"In my opinion, these mortal men and women, because they live in the world of mortals, are limited by productivity... well, you can think of it as resource constraints. In short, men farm and women weave. It is difficult for most women to be independent on their own. To make money and live a good life in the mortal world, you must at least rely on the protection of your relatives...
Therefore, when a man and a woman become husband and wife, it is a 'supporting' relationship. The husband provides material and safety protection, while the wife needs to provide support, take care of the housework, and is even required to obey the three virtues and give the husband enough... uh, emotional value. "
Wei Huayang listened carefully. Although he thought some words were strange, he could still understand them:
"continue."
Ji Pingan said:
"Because it is a supporting relationship, there is a clear division of labor between each other. The husband will not ask the wife to make money to support the family, but will ask the other party to be considerate and take care of her. In turn, the wife will not expect to receive any considerate care from her husband...
Well, except for free love, but there are very few of them. Even if the Great Zhou Guoshi tried hard to implement it and improve the atmosphere, the results would be limited...
Only for some wealthy families, the situation will be better. After all, women will be more assertive with the support of their natal families. In fact, there are already some stratifications here, but they are not obvious enough.
After all, women from wealthy families also rely on others instead of relying on themselves. "
Wei Huayang frowned and said:
"So, you are saying that practitioners do not have this situation?"
Ji Pingan nodded seriously:
"Yes. Because cultivation talents do not distinguish between men and women, there is no shortage of women among the top strong men in the world... Therefore, once they become practitioners, women can survive on their own and no longer rely on others, even if they are You can live a good life even if you never marry."
"So, male monks and female monks have equal status. When they become Taoist couples, it is no longer a 'supporting relationship', but a 'partnership'."
"Partnership means that there is no clear 'division of labor' between the two parties. Both parties can obtain resources and both need to provide emotional value to the other party."
After a pause, Ji Pingan shook his head and said:
"It's just that monks are descended from mortals after all, and some old concepts are deeply ingrained and will remain. Therefore, many men still retain in their minds the idea that the male is the main one outside and the female is the internal one, which comes from the 'supporting relationship'.
Thinking:
I am responsible for obtaining resources to support you and am 'responsible' to you. I feel that this is a matter of course and I am proud of it. You have to be considerate and take care of me, don’t be too advanced, just be a beautiful vase...
I even have a firm belief that as long as my cultivation level is high enough, other female monks will like me and I can find any female monk... But in fact, this is not the case. "
"It is good to have high cultivation, but after breaking away from the relationship of support, men no longer only need to have high cultivation. They also need to be considerate and cared for, and they also need to... be good-looking. And the higher the cultivation level of a woman, the more Pay attention to these things.”
Wei Huayang listened quietly, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes, and suddenly whispered:
"So, do you care if I'm tired? Are you obsessed with whether I have three wives or four concubines?"
There is no prize for answering correctly.
Ji Ping'an nodded lightly: "Absolutely."
Wei Huayang fell silent. She really hadn't thought about this, but now that she thought about it, it seemed like this was true:
"But female cultivators generally hope that male cultivators are stronger than themselves, but they also ask for emotional... er, emotional value, good looks, and maybe even liking... doesn't it seem greedy?"
Ji Ping'an smiled and said:
"It is indeed very greedy, so it is easy to leave... That's why I said that everyone comes from the mortal world, and many things are rooted in the brain and difficult to change. Fortunately, monks have a long life. If you are greedy... just look for it slowly. .”
Wei Huayang thought for a while and said:
"Too."
Thick fog rolled in, and both sides suddenly fell silent.
What Ji Ping'an said is purely a bad opinion or a consensus in later generations.
But in this world, even a great monk like Wei Huayang, who was extremely powerful and once stood at the top of the human world, didn't think too much. When he heard it suddenly, the impact he received was naturally huge.
Even more so than listening to a sermon.
"Actually..." Wei Huayang thought for a moment, then suddenly crossed his legs and said:
"The Taoist friend I was separated from before, although he can't speak as clearly as you do, he is still considerate and caring."
Ji Ping'an said "Oh", not surprised.
Just like some ancient sea kings in the mortal world, they are self-taught and know how to please women and obtain benefits... and there are quite a few:
"What kind of person is he?"
Wei Huayang recalled it and said:
"There are a lot of things in my heart, but I will bury them in my heart and not say them out. I usually laugh and laugh, very... interesting, I can say some strange things, make people happy, and have a sense of propriety... and very..."
As she said that, she suddenly gritted her teeth with hatred: "That's too much!"
kindness? !
Ji Pingan blinked: Girl, please tell me carefully?
Don't be afraid, I'm familiar with it, so don't worry...
But Wei Huayang obviously had no intention of sharing his relationship history, but after this conversation, the previous feeling of alienation faded a lot.
All I can say is that sharing relationship history can easily bring us closer...
"Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, the page of Taoist scriptures on Wei Huayang's body began to vibrate, and "bumps" bulged one after another on the surface of the page, as if something was bumping around.
Ji Ping'an said: "Give it to me, it's the bronze corpse that's been tossing. It needs to be released and re-sealed."
Wei Huayang glanced at him, and suddenly shook the chain in his hand, and the iron rope binding his body suddenly opened. In Ji Ping'an's stunned eyes, she threw the Taoist scripture to him:
"how to do?"
Is this...released after serving his sentence?
Ji Ping'an moved his wrists, and suddenly he missed the feeling of being tied up... He pinched the Taoist sutra, and with a slight shake, a lively bronze corpse fell headfirst to the ground.
Jiang Jiang and Huang Ying were not released.
"Iron Catcher" plunged into the ground, and his roar was blocked and turned into a "wuwu" sound.
But Wei Huayang obviously didn't care about martial ethics. Before the bronze corpse pulled out his body, he raised his long sword and struck at the iron trapper's head with his legs spread out in a "Y" shape...
"hiss……"
Ji Pingan subconsciously clamped his legs and saw a burst of sparks blooming, accompanied by the sound of metal friction and the sudden sharp roar of the "iron catcher".
Not long after, Wei Huayang sheathed his sword, and the iron head was lying on the ground with many scars, having been re-sealed.
He looked up at the sky with an expression of "I'm tired, let's destroy it."
"..." Ji Pingan put it back into the Taoist scripture, then glanced at her and tentatively took the Taoist scripture back into his arms.
Wei Huayang looked at him sideways for a moment, but said nothing. He stood up and said:
"Okay, enough rest, it's time to continue on our way."
Ji Ping'an said "Yes" first, picked up the ancient long sword that had been tied to him with a chain on the ground and used it as a barbecue pick, looked up at the valley shrouded in clouds, and then frowned:
"etc."
Wei Huayang had just taken a few steps, and when he heard this, he turned and looked at him in confusion:
"how?"
Ji Pingan frowned and said:
"Do you feel that something is wrong? We have rested here for so long. Logically speaking, the morning fog should have dispersed long ago, but why is it getting thicker and thicker?"
Wei Huayang was stunned for a moment, then looked up suddenly.
In all directions, the mountains and rivers that could still be vaguely seen were covered by heavy fog. With their eyesight, they could only see a hundred meters around.
…
…
Heavy fog covered the area, and the two of them climbed over a certain mountain.
A group of Four Saints gathered here.
The tall, middle-aged protector wearing a black and purple cloak and a mask stood at the front with his hands behind his back. He carried a broad-bladed sword behind him, and the blade was dyed with a hint of scarlet.
A pair of eyes exposed on the mask stared coldly forward, with a low voice:
"Corpse Witch, are you sure it's ahead?"
Hearing this, the old man behind him, with a stooped figure and only a strand of white hair on his head, walked out slowly, holding a skeleton staff in his hand.
The mountain breeze blew by, lifting his Four Saints robes embroidered with dark green patterns, revealing his thin body. He spread his palms, and a golden Gu insect crawled around in his palms.
It makes a "rustling" sound, which sounds particularly permeable.
The old man's two eyes, one red and one green, stared at each other for a moment and said with a smile:
"I'm here, I'm here, but it's a pity that the mountains and forests are too big and the target is too small."
From behind, Xue Ji’s mocking voice came:
"So what if you find it? You still think not enough people died?"
Someone turned to look and saw a stunning "witch" wearing a black robe, extremely fair complexion, and her hair in a bun, standing on the edge of the crowd, looking towards this side with a smile.
His eyes were cold.
The Great Protector ignored Xue Ji, as if he was immune to the mad woman's ridicule, and he seemed to reply:
"The few minions we sent out before died. The other party escaped in the rain overnight, which shows their cowardice. And after running all the way, how much strength do you have left? I have a hunch that if we give it a little more time, we will be able to find the other party. .”
After a pause, he said:
"But the first thing is that we can't let them run around."
As he spoke, the Great Protector turned his head and looked towards the corner of the crowd. A dwarf was standing a little further away from the others, waving a white flag that was much higher than the others.
"Hulala..."
"Hulala..."
As the huge white flags waved, they spewed out clouds of mist, which condensed into clouds on the top of the mountain.
And this cloud spread continuously, flowing along the mountains and rivers to the plains and valleys below, swallowing up everything, turning the dense forest into a sea of clouds.
As if feeling the attention, the dwarf turned his head, revealed an ugly face, grinned widely, and said:
"Don't worry, as soon as I come out of the foggy formation, I can use the energy of the mountains and rivers to find my direction under the sky. Even the monk sitting in the well will be stuck in it and wander around for ten and a half months."
The Great Protector smiled and said:
"It doesn't take ten days, at most three days, take his head."
…
In thick fog.
Ji Ping'an and Wei Huayang walked for a long time and finally stopped again.
"There is indeed something wrong. This is definitely not a normal celestial phenomenon. We may be trapped in some kind of heaven and earth formation." Wei Huayang looked serious and frowned.
Ji Ping'an glanced at her: "Is there no way?"
Wei Huayang was silent. She had just secretly used Taoist techniques to try to crack it, but failed:
"My cultivation level is far from recovered, and the person who set up the formation is definitely a strong man... Well, I am referring to the ancient strong man who returned from the starry sky like me."
Ji Ping'an nodded. After recovering a little bit of cultivation, he also used astrology to deduce, and it failed unsurprisingly.
"In other words, if we can't find a way to crack it, we will always be stuck in this thick fog. With our cognition distorted, we may still be wandering in circles no matter how many miles we walk, while the pursuers will slowly look for it. to us.”
Ji Ping'an asked calmly.
Wei Huayang nodded and said with an ugly face: "That seems to be the case."
Dragon trapped in the shallows, at this moment, both Li Yang and Huayang were trapped by a sea of clouds, but the enemy did not see them.
Desperate situation?
Ji Ping'an raised his head, looked at the sea of clouds that could not see the sun, and suddenly said:
"I have an idea."
…
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