A sad atmosphere of farewell filled the room.
Qi Yan held the letter written by Wen Yuyin and sat on the edge of the bed in the study, feeling lost.
At the same time, he held several bottles of elixirs in his hands...
This is the place where they first achieved enlightenment. The beauty is not there, but the fragrance is still there...
Qi Yan fell softly on Wen Yuyin's quilt, and his mind was filled with the other person's happiness, anger, sorrow and anger...
"If you want to forget, it's easier said than done..."
Qi Yan held up Wen Yuyin's letter and read it silently a few times.
'A disciple of the inner sect of Qingxia Mountain...'
Qi Yan thought about Wen Yuyin's identity...and then thought of something again. He quickly mobilized his spiritual energy and ran the 'Qingxia Immortal Technique' again.
If the guess is correct, judging from the current proficiency in mastering the Immortal Art, I have already practiced the Qingxia Immortal Art to the second level.
"It is indeed a top-grade immortal technique. The refining of spiritual energy alone is much more advanced than ordinary techniques..."
Qi Yan repeatedly refined the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside and stored it in the Dantian to nourish the internal organs.
Then he opened the medicine bottles again and looked at them one by one.
Except for two bottles of marrow-cleansing elixirs, the rest are elixirs for healing and prolonging life.
'I think Sister Wen still loves me, and the pills left behind are of great benefit to me...'
Qi Yan rubbed the texture of the medicine bottle, feeling emotions spreading in his heart.
And Wen Yuyin's departure was like a basin of cold water, which instantly awakened Qi Yan's dream...
'Qingxia Mountain...won't you let me go? '
'I'm going away! '
Thinking of the intimacy and affection between the two of them in the past, Qi Yan suddenly made up his mind: to leave Wengcheng and go to Qingxia Mountain to find his wife.
But since childhood, I have always lived in this corner of Wengcheng, and I know very little about contact with the outside world.
After thinking about it, Qi Yan frowned unconsciously.
For this reason, he decided to go to Sifang Pavilion to ask.
…
"Have you really thought about it?"
The old shopkeeper frowned and warned: "The market in Qingxia Mountain is not a place where we and other monks often stay!"
"I know..."
"How about I come and ask you again?"
Qi Yan's thoughts were racing, and he was busy trying to find a defensible reason to cover up his search for a wife, and said: "You also know my situation. I was born in Wengcheng and grew up in Wengcheng. If my parents are still alive, I will definitely be by my side. I used to be filial, but now I am alone with no relatives, where can I not live?"
"But your cultivation level is only at the second level of Qi training. Go to Qingxia Mountain..." the old shopkeeper said excitedly.
"We are now on the third level of Qi training."
Speaking of this, Qi Yan specially reminded him to increase his confidence, but the other party still mocked: "Is there any difference? There are so many monks in the Qi refining period there, why should one of you be missing?"
Before he finished speaking, the old shopkeeper gave further advice: "Qi Yan, you listen to me, we will live in a safe and stable Wengcheng. Anyway, your current income will be enough for you to have food and clothing for the rest of your life."
"If the time is more suitable in the future and I find a young woman to become a good match, why worry about an unfulfilled life?"
Qi Yan listened to the old shopkeeper's words and felt that although this was true, such a life was a bit sad.
Perhaps before the golden finger is activated, I may seriously consider the other party's suggestions and then live a peaceful life.
But now that I have a golden finger, it is only a matter of time to build the foundation, although the prerequisite is to find a suitable female cultivator and bind the love system.
But how big is Wengcheng? How big is Qingxia Mountain? The resources for female nuns are obviously not at the same level.
Secondly, if you go to Qingxia Mountain, you can inquire about the whereabouts of Wen Yuyin, and it will not affect your search for a suitable Taoist companion.
It can be said to have both.
So after much deliberation, Qi Yan still felt that going to Qingxia Mountain was the most cost-effective.
"Life is complete..."
"If this is your goal, then why did you enter the path of cultivation in the first place?"
Qi Yan recalled the wise words of the old shopkeeper and said with emotion: "It is said that hearing the Tao in the morning and dying at night are enough. If we cannot pursue the Tao in our hearts, what is the difference between us monks and ordinary people?"
"..."
Qi Yan's words seemed to stir up the heart of the old shopkeeper, and he suddenly saw himself in the past. He seemed to have pursued the path of immortality. However, this year, he has still made no progress in his cultivation. He has been half a lifetime. Pity.
After being stunned for a long time, he sighed helplessly.
"That's all~"
"Good words can't persuade a damn ghost. Since you insist on taking the so-called high road, it's useless for me to say more."
After saying this, the old shopkeeper walked into the inner room with lost steps. After a while, he came out with a bag in his hand.
"I think I have known you for almost two years. I thought that based on our relationship, when you get married one day, I would prepare some gifts to express my congratulations, but now..."
When the old shopkeeper said this, he acted a little at a loss, and said with mixed feelings: "Since you have no intention of staying in Wengcheng, this gift can be regarded as the share money I gave you in advance!"
With that said, the old shopkeeper threw the storage bag on the table and continued in a disappointed tone: "There is also a letter in it. You can give it to Shopkeeper Ye of Mo Yunxuan in the shop, and she will tell you what to do! "
"oh?"
"Her? Could it be your old sweetheart?" Qi Yan heard that the old shopkeeper was talking about "her" tenderly and sweetly, and he quickly came forward to joke.
"..."
"Rolling, rolling, rolling~"
"Don't delay my business~", the old shopkeeper opened his mouth and cursed.
However, Qi Yan was deeply moved by the arrangement of the old shopkeeper. Although he had known the old shopkeeper for less than two years and still relied on the story of "Peach Blossom Spring" for business, "la
The tacit understanding between "g friends" is self-evident, and it is really difficult for others to understand.
Therefore, Qi Yan bowed deeply to the old shopkeeper and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhong has such a thoughtful intention, I am extremely grateful!"
The old shopkeeper nodded reluctantly, but his dim eyes were full of helplessness and sorrow, because he knew very well: after today's farewell, I'm afraid there will never be a chance to meet again in this life.
"If you have time in the future, come back and see me. If I die first, remember to burn the remaining parts of "Peach Blossom Spring" to me."
"Don't worry~"
'is la
Friends, in my heart! '
Qi Yan made a solemn promise in his heart, and then teased: "I will not only burn "Peach Blossom Spring" for you, but I will also burn two fairy girls for you to sit with~"
"..."
"Let's go~"
...
After bidding farewell to the old shopkeeper,
Qi Yan unconsciously walked to the door of Chunguifang again.
Mother Yu has nothing to do today. She put on heavy makeup and fanned at the door to attract customers.
Seeing that a familiar person was coming, he immediately wrapped his arms around the other person's arms, their skin touching each other with love.
"My lord, long time no see!"
Mother Yu said charmingly: "Why do you think of my spring boudoir today?"
"I'm tired, come in and sit down."
"Are you really just sitting around?"
"Okay, just sit down and do it!"
It is not easy to take away people's pleasure at a banquet, so we have to reluctantly sacrifice ourselves to make everyone happy.
When the spring breeze dissipated, Yu's mother lay on Qi Yan's chest with a hesitant look on her face, and said with satisfaction: "I was thinking that the officials may have become rusty after not seeing each other for a long time. It turns out that there is a beauty hidden in the family~"
When Qi Yan heard this, he smiled and said nothing.
Just when the mood of spring was fading, Mother Yu continued: "But, officials should pay more attention to their health in the future!"
"..."
Qi Yan was silent, thinking that the other party was really thoughtful, and he could even notice where he had slacked off just now. He really deserves to be strengthened over time.
Seeing that the other party still didn't reply, Yu's mother asked again: "What? Is the official worried about something?"
"I may have to leave Wengcheng."
Qi Yan looked at the spring water in front of him and said calmly.
When Mama Yu heard this, her caressing movements stopped abruptly, and she was stunned for a moment before she responded: "Yeah~ That's a good thing~"
"Officials are people with great ambitions. If you leave Wengcheng, you will have more hope than living here!"
Mother Yu forced a smile, but the tears welling up in the corners of her eyes seemed to be a final farewell to the acquaintance between the two.
At that time, the lanterns were on and the night was scorching.
Just give it up...
