Chapter 167 Give me a reason (Third update, please subscribe)

Style: Heros Author: The loss of CarthageWords: 2138Update Time: 24/01/18 21:02:05
"After tens of millions of years have passed, recalling all the past events, the once profound memories will fade away; the once strong love and desire will become dim."

Ye Wanyi sighed: "When the love is strong and the love turns weak, it is better to forget each other in the world."

Mortals have the seven-year itch, and love will enter a dangerous period after seven years. From that hot love, it turns into dullness, then boring, and reaches the burnout period, where you have to experience an emotional crisis.

"You can interpret [Feng Qiuhuang], [Guan Ju], and [Forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes], which is considered a good understanding, but the pattern is still a little worse!" Lu Xuanji said: "The third change should be [turning into a butterfly] ], the highest state of love is [never forget each other in all life, and stay with each other forever after breaking out of the cocoon and turning into butterflies]."

"A lot of love, when it reaches the moment of [love is stronger than gold], will not rise, but will regress, to [nodding acquaintance], [to be strangers], and some people will even regress to [full of resentment]."

"But there is a kind of love that will transform from [love is stronger than gold], to [love is deeper than the sea], to [promise in life and death], to [never forget each other in life and death, and we will be together forever after breaking out of the cocoon and turning into butterflies]."

"This song is called [Butterfly]."

Taking out the guqin, Lu Xuanji began to play, and a picture appeared in the void. It was the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

When the sound of the piano ended, Ye Wanyi's face was filled with tears.

"Husband, is there really such a love code in the world? Will we never forget each other in all our lives, and will we be together forever after we emerge from the cocoon and turn into butterflies?" Ye Wanyi asked with tears in her eyes.

"have!"

Lu Xuanji said: "There once was a monk named Baiyue. He was the most pitiful. He didn't feel the existence of love until he died. He didn't feel love, which is not because there is no love in the world. Love is around him, but prejudice blocks the love in his heart. !”

"There is a story called The Legend of the Condor Heroes..."

"There is a story called Tian Long Ba Bu"

"There is a story about the king of gods chasing his wife..."

Lu Xuanji tells a touching story.

To make Xiao Longnu lose her virginity and to make pig's feet cuckold, only Jin Dada can do it;

As for the platinum masters of later generations, whoever dares to do this will be hacked to death by readers' kitchen knives in minutes.

Later, in the serialized version, Jin Dada directly wrote that it was Xiao Longnu. The readers did not agree, so he changed it.

Comedy makes people happy, but it also makes people forgetful;

Tragedy, but shocking and memorable.

The four great masterpieces are also the four great tragedies.

This is why many authors write great tragedies.

If Qiao Feng is not dead, Tianlongbabu is only second-rate;

Qiao Feng is dead, an eternal classic.

The god-king chasing his wife is also a classic. This great god-king of the Tang Dynasty has a double standard, has no overall view, and has a terrible personality breakdown, but he really has nothing to say about his wife.

Qiao Feng couldn't do it even if he died for his wife.

The first one who can do this is Huang Yaoshi, who made flower boats and died for his wife; the second one, Yang Guo, jumped directly from the cliff for Xiao Longnu; the third one, Guo Xiang, jumped directly from the cliff for Yang Guo .

In the ending, Guo Xiang cannot find Yang Guo, which is not a tragedy.

Some people say that in ancient times, there were three wives and four concubines. Yang Guo married Xiao Longnu and Guo Xiang together to give readers a great consummation, which is not a bad idea.

But Jin just wants tragedy and tortures the readers.

Dzogchen is complete, and The Condor is just a third-rate harem novel; it ends tragically, but it is an eternal classic.

It's like a certain great god who is best at writing tragedies. The Immortal Realm directly writes the heroine to death, Zhetian writes two female pig feet to death, and Perfect makes the protagonist die twice in a row, constantly tormenting the readers. As the saying goes, I torture I have read it thousands of times, and my readers love me like my first love.

I really thought that writing tragedies was for literary youth, but it was not at all.

That great man was only like that when it came to literary talent, but because he was good at depicting tragedies, he attracted countless fans.



At the end of the story, Ye Wanyi burst into tears.

Lu Xuanji patted her gently, comforting her to his heart's content.

In terms of age, Ye Wanyi is already over 180 years old, but in terms of mental age, she is only eighteen years old.

In this world where great power belongs to oneself, only those monks who have exhausted their potential and cannot see the way forward will devote their time to managing power and conspiracies; those geniuses are all practicing hard in seclusion to improve their cultivation. He is the main person and rarely wastes time on interpersonal matters and dealing with connections.

As a result, they appear a bit naive in terms of their mental age.

"Husband, I was wrong!"

Ye Wanyi nodded, the vision above her head was changing.

First came the scorching heat of [Feng Qiuhuang], then the burning of [Guan Guan Jiu], and finally the life and death of [Hua Die].

The three changes merged together into a perfect vision.

If there are foundation-building monks who gather visions by chance, the probability of entering the Purple Mansion will be greatly increased.

"What should this vision be called?"

Ye Wanyi asked.

"This strange phenomenon should be called [Golden and Jade Love]." Lu Xuanji named it directly.

After finishing speaking, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

Why, I have no vision!

Vision is the prototype of one's own Tao. It can increase one's own combat effectiveness and suppress the opponent's combat effectiveness.

It stimulates visions and takes advantage of the battle.

Most of the monks in the Purple Mansion have no chance to condense the vision; only a few of the geniuses of the Zi Mansion condense the vision by chance; as for the majority of the monks who have condensed the vision after entering the golden elixir.

When it comes to Nascent Soul True Lord, Vision also has a certain fighting capacity.

As for how to condense the vision, you can understand it even if you don’t tell it, and you can’t understand it even if you don’t know it.



After a year of joy, Lu Xuanji took Ye Wanyi to Ziyang Mountain.

When we arrived at Ziyang Mountain, everything remained the same.

When they arrived at the manor, they met Ye Xuan and told her why they were here.

Ye Xuan nodded and went to report.

As a result, Patriarch Jin was in seclusion and had no chance to get close. It took three months for Patriarch Jin to come out of seclusion.

This meeting was in the hall.

Ancestor Jin was sitting on the throne, wearing a blue dress with gold rims and silver star dots inside. Sitting there, there was a sense of alienation in his majesty.

Lu Xuanji said respectfully: "Greetings, ancestor! This is my Taoist companion Ye Wanyi."

"Wanyi, you haven't given me a gift yet!"

Ye Wanyi nodded and said: "Greetings, ancestor, this is a gift from my husband!"

Patriarch Jin nodded, waved his hand and dropped the gift beside him, without looking at it carefully.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Old Ancestor Jin asked, his tone much colder.

Lu Xuanji murmured in his heart, but he still said: "Ancestor, my Taoist companion Ye Wanyi needs help from the Nirvana Pool?"

"Can!"

Ancestor Jin nodded and said: "But you need to give me a reason? Why should I lend her the Nirvana Pool?"



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