Chapter 109:

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Yin Yue is more sure that he is happy. The gentle and inclusive look of the Shang brothers, the joy from the heart can not be faked.
He laughed and almost relieved.
Between the flashing thoughts, I remembered that after I left the Master, I reunited with my brothers at the floating beach, and I couldn’t help but rushed to the other side. The picture in memory is still vivid, and the mood at that time is blurred.
So the current state is still wrong.
It’s really troublesome.
Luo Mingchuan did not say anything, but just took the hand of the younger brother.
Yin Yi regained his grip with force, and suddenly the cold wind of the face faded, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Subconsciously doing this, I remembered the cultivation of him and his brother, and the fear of the district was a fear.
I was a little gratified, because Master had explained it, and later brought people to drive the clouds, remember to block the wind.
I still remember what Master said, and it was saved.
While exploring the avenue, the feelings are gradually stripped. But stop asking how to open a sword and find a master? How to fight against the unpredictable fate?
I hope that Mr., who knows everything, will have a way.
The choppy sea flies at their feet, and from time to time there are huge sea animals jumping out of the sea, and only a flash of black shadow can be seen in the clouds.
In the higher sky, there is sunlight falling through the thick clouds, and the wind and the clouds change when the wind rises. The weather is magnificent and varied from time to time.

Yunyang City has a hard battle to defend the city. At this time, after the war, the wolves were still there, but the ruins of the Hokuriku camped in the wilderness outside the city, and it was finally reassuring. A teacher is carrying more than ten students and hanging on the towering walls with light body techniques to repair the broken runes on the black bricks. There are still many people standing under the wall, waiting to take over.
When the Yunyang City was refurbished and expanded, it was personally drawn by Mr. Zhang Yuan, and several major families from China and Lu. At the beginning, it was chosen to sculpt the plaque on each brick, instead of setting up a ban on the entire wall, and the process was more complicated. At least the sculptor needs to be meditation above the gods, the gods are not weak, and there is research on the path.
Therefore, the construction process of the city wall is extremely slow, but the decision made by Ya Sheng, even if people are puzzled, no one dares to say anything.
In the wartime, the pattern on the brick wall is in a lineup, and the degree of defense against the enemy is incredible. Now calm down, the teachers think of the old things many years ago, can not help but give birth to many guesses and sighs. Didn’t Mr. Xiang’s count to Yunyang City be robbed? Is there a war in the world?
The students under the wall waited for success, and they became acquainted when they started talking. However, the current battlefield is not easy, but there is no easy fun.
"I said that I was on the wall that night, and the magic repair seems to have suddenly collapsed. Before the arrival of the Hokuriku army, it was embarrassing."
"Think about it now, it’s really awkward."
There are many different opinions, and some people in the crowd suddenly say, "...It is said that their combat power is related to the 陨星渊, and there are big men in the Yashan Mountain to the East China Sea, which sealed the abyss." When he said this, he subconsciously suppressed the voice, and there are still many people. Hear.
For a time, it is inhaling sound.
"Who can seal the abyss..." He pointed his finger at the sky, "Is it..."
Is the saint coming back?
"Really? What happened?"
If Juggernaut is really back, one person can attack the city and destroy the country. What kind of magic repair is not enough to fear.
The student bowed his head. "I only heard one sentence, the big man, who knows so clearly?"
The topic was deliberately avoided.
"The Magic Army was hit hard this time. There are very few top powers left. I don't think I will cross the sea for an expedition... We are stronger now."
The bankruptcy of the homeland, the cruelty of the war, the serious injury or death of the companions all gave them a feeling of war-wear.
Some people are shaking their heads, and they are still not optimistic. "The six masters of the Sixth Asians can only fight, and the masters are profound, but..."
Although this war is turbulent, it has broken the impression that Yasheng has almost omnipotent in people's minds, but it is still unconscionable by ordinary people. Don't have to talk about it anymore, everyone understands what he means. Buddhism is not good at war.
It would be great if any big man could be sanctified.
Not only in Yunyang City, but also in Yuzong, in Yecheng in the south, all over the place, people think this way.
Yin Yinyue passed by the students who passed the chat, passed the prohibition of the city gate, and stepped into the city. No one noticed them.
It is the light that is near dusk.
The city is still high-rise and bright. It is not the Hualou Lantai, the Golden Palace lantern and the red lantern. It is the torch that is lit in front of each house, and the aperture of some buildings.
All the way, the households closed the door and locked, and there were only hurried practitioners on the street.
Only the school has not changed. I can see the lights in the library building from afar.
The number of Yin Yi is unclear. This is the first time I have come here. I remember the time when I saw the first time in the hospital, I was still nervous about the thin ice.
Going to the familiar lane, someone came out to meet. A student who is not a coveted child or a blue gown, is a young monk wearing a robes in the temple. The double palms and the tenth announced a Buddha number, and the eyebrows were low-eyed. "The teacher and the gentleman played in the court, and the poor led the two donors."
Luo Mingchuan said a lot of work, and smiled at the comfort of the people around him.
Yin Yue knows that the brother is trying to reassure himself.
If you can play chess with Mr. Jiayuan, there is only an innocent mage in the temple, and the Buddha is well versed in medical treatment. If he is in the school, he should be fine. If there is something, where is the mind to play?
He is in a complicated mood for Mr. House. Although Mr. was involved in the establishment of the bureau, they almost died in Xingshan Temple. But he rescued him several times and paid a lot. He had already taken the other side as a respectable elder.
It was still the inconspicuous small door that was pushed open and passed through the yard full of eucalyptus trees.
The cold wind is bleak, and the tall wooden stands that used to flourish in the past are only the dead leaves.
Two people in the courtyard sat in front of the stone case, and one of the chessboards was illuminated by the oil lamp stand. It is clearly a bleak picture, but it is inexplicably free and easy.
Mr. Zhang Yuan is wearing a black crane and holding a stove in his arms. I just strangled each other's long dragons, and I was eager to collect them from the chessboard. I saw them laughing. "Look, I will say yes."
There is no sound of Amitabha. It is the default.
The leader who leads the way retreats, Yin Yue and Luo Mingchuan go to see the ceremony, still a disciple.
Yin Yi crosses the road, "Master Xie floats the seaside and points to the grace."
The other side used the Buddhist lions to learn from the fascination for him to drink and get lost.
Nothing to shake his head, "It will be enlightened by your accessibility, no matter how long or late, when you are not thankful."
Mr. Jiayuan said, "Come, sit down and talk."
The stone case is not big, and four wicker chairs are ready for tonight.
After Yin Yue entered the seat, he squinted and raised his eyes, looking at Mr. incredulously.
The realm reaches a certain level, the breath is freely retracted, the dripping is not exposed, and the return is true. It is the young son of the sword when he is in the city. When Mr. Jiayuan was drinking tea and reading a book, he was as rich and idle.
But now it is not the same. The distance is closer to Yin Yin, and the more it is discovered, the subliminal pressure that looms over the school is only from the innocent mage.
At this moment, Yin Yi did not know how to speak.
Mr.’s repair is gone.
Stargazing can be seen from the sky, comprehend the magic of space, throwing a cup, changing the gentleman who is thousands of miles away, and becomes an ordinary person.
The party did not care. "It’s just a little repair. I used to eat a part of the streamer that I said before, and I have eaten a part of it. It’s still a long life. It’s a big deal to practice from scratch.

Biliuguang eats the flower leaf, the roots of the veins are purified and the appearance is unchanged, and the roots of the roots are condensed and the longevity is long.
Mr. Zhang Yuan and Juggernaut used to treat it as a common spirit grass when he was a teenager.
Yin Yue is more and more hollow, and those complex emotions are rushing away, leaving only the heart of the lake.
Sure enough, it was so serious that even such a thing could only touch him for a moment.
Luomingchuan Road, "Please take care of you. If necessary, my brother and I are willing to serve our disciples."
The gentleman waved his hand. "Where to use it... Don't say me, how are you?"
The question is still more difficult to answer.
Fortunately, Luo Mingchuan’s opening ceremony,
"The younger brother communicates with the stars of the heavens and the earth, awakens the memory of the past life, and cultivates for a thousand miles. The sentiment of the avenue gradually tends to the past life, and the personal feelings are gradually stripping away. And I know the sea, there is a sorrowful soul, which is left in the long distance sword before the reincarnation. The demon in the middle. If you take a self-seeking battle against him, you will be indifferent and hurt others."
Yin Yin listened to the facts and suddenly felt that he and his brother were really miserable.
It’s always only the poor couples who are mourning, how come to the true fairy and the devil, is it all wrong?
They are sitting here now, just like sitting in the clinic. Just waiting for Mr. Zhang Yuan to say, "This disease, the cost of treatment is high, the cycle is long, the patient and family members are more painful, you see ..." immediately rushed to shake hands, "governance! Shabu-shabu iron is also cured! Doctor, Save my wife!"
After listening to the gentleman, he turned to the people around him. "My eyes are not as good as before. What do you think?"
Innocent Master has the same color and calmness. "Loss Lord, the soul is one with you. If you are missing him, it is not complete. For the present, only you can recognize him from the heart, accept him, and the opportunity will come. It can be a two-phase fusion."
This possibility Luo Mingchuan thought of it, but his heart is in conflict, and he is very reluctant to come to the demon. But he still replied, "Where is the opportunity to ask the master?"
Innocent did not say that the secret can not be leaked, it is straightforward, "the barren realm is limited, can not see. It depends on the self-seeking of the donor." Turned to Yin Yue, "Tai Shang Forget the realm, it is no I have to be free. I need to know that life is like being in the thorny forest. If the heart is not moving, then people will not move. If they do not move, they will not hurt. The donor has already got the road, what confusion?"
Yin Yi said, "The master has been practicing Buddha for many years, and the glitz of the world is like a cloud of smoke and a clear heart. I am different."
He thought about it. "In the past, I had a sword in my hand. I had him in my heart. I was worried. How is it not free? If you lose your feelings, you have no interest. It is also a kind of embarrassment for me to be free."
Luo Mingchuan heard the words and laughed. Even if he came to this situation, the younger brother still cares about him.
I don’t miss the phrase
Worry is gone,
and Shen Dao said,
The main thing is to open up new ways, no less than sailing against the water, and there is no ancient person to know...

Mr. Jiayuan laughed. "Before the ancients are true, there may not be no one afterwards. Unfortunately, I can't help you. Why don't you ask your second sister, or the sword of the Qingjian sword?"
Yin Yin nodded silently. The second division is ruined by the 'life and death', perhaps similar to his situation. He didn't know about Zhongshan's affairs for a while, but the gentleman let him go, it must be justified.
Then he said, "There is one more thing, I want to know the direction of the sword."
The gentleman's look changed slightly, like suddenly thinking of something, taking a folded piece of paper from the wide sleeve. "Your master left it. He said that when you talk about this kind of problem someday, I can't answer it. Take this. show you."
Yin Yin and his hands were taken over. I was wondering what could not be answered. I only heard the gentleman say, "Go back and see again. The province will ask me again."
So he carefully collected it and did not use his knowledge to explore.
When the two of them resigned, they were in the middle of the moon. In the distance, the lights of the schoolhouses were extinguished. I don’t know where the faint readings came. Ning He did not experience the appearance of a chaotic world.
Mr. Jiayuan gathered up the crane and looked at the chessboard. "I am sleepy, and I will go down tomorrow."
Nothing to say, "I will go back in the morning and tomorrow."
"Then say it next time."
This is what I said, but I don’t know how many years later it will be.
Innocent suddenly sighed, "A feeling is indifferent, a strong obsession, they are far and difficult."
Mr. Jiayuan said, "It’s just complementary, and the two are brilliant. They are a natural pair."
I thought about it innocently, and I think it makes sense.