Chapter 110:

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Yin Yiyue and Luo Mingchuan walked in Yunyang City.
The light of the moon in the sky, the torches on the street and the brilliance of the array of law, staggered on them. The dead branches of the cold wind swayed, and the shadows reflected on the white wall of the house, quite a bit of a strange meaning.
Yin Yin opened the door. "I suddenly felt that it was not impossible to reach the true fairy realm with Master's talent and kendo. Only he knew the consequences, so he did not want to."
People like Master come to the world to be happy and enmity, laugh and roar, how can they live in a seemingly indifferent appearance?
There seems to be a smile in the voices of the people around me. "Some people don't want to, they just abandon them, and some people can't ask for it. It's really interesting to cultivate Buddha."
Yin Yin is more faint, "You are here."
I don't know if it is an emotional problem, or I have experienced the sudden change of the previous two demon statues and my brothers. He is not surprised at all.
"You should have heard that the two souls are difficult to get one. The best way is to integrate. I know that you are very difficult to accept..."
Demon smiled, "He is more difficult to accept. The hypocrites refuse to admit their dark side, can not reconcile with themselves, naturally will not accept the evil me..."
Yin Yin just wanted to say that my brother is not a hypocrite, just listen to each other and continue.
"Not to mention that he sees you more important than himself. You are hard to accept. He is even more reluctant."
Yin Yin shook his head. "There is no absolute good or evil. No one is a saint or a devil. I have evil thoughts. You also have good intentions. They are all the same." He paused. "Give me some time, I will try to accept." you."
The Guangsha of Yunyang City was left behind by them, and the evening wind was not covered, and it was raging in the wilderness outside the city.
Devil disapproved, "I can't be like him, you don't expect it. Don't fool me with the words "human nature is good", what is self-denial, honesty, integrity, gentleman, I don't believe in stupid things... ..."
Yin Yin is more than embarrassed, "What do you believe?"
The devil is holding his hand and his gesture is sloppy but his meaning is calm.
"Absolutely powerful power, manipulating the power of the human heart..." He looked at the look of the people around him. "How, now accept me?"
Yin Yin crossed the road, "I will."
It sounds very sincere and very moving, but not enough to impress the devil.
"When did the real fairy like to talk empty words? The mouth said that acceptance, still go so far."
Yin Yue took the initiative to pull in the distance between the two, "I just don't get used to..."
Demon respects his temper and teaches him, "It's easy. You want your body to get used to being close to me, and your heart will be unloaded."
Yin Yin is more intuitive that this is not the right thing, but he does not make mistakes. Only have to be silent.
If the moon is like a practice, the figure of the photo falls on the grass. The shadows of the two people are very close, almost one thing to merge.

No matter where it is, this winter is particularly long. When the North Luchu snow fell, it was an abnormal month. Snow flakes are also floating in the gentle and humid south land. After the snow season, the weather is still not warming up, the glaciers in the wilderness are not melting, and the vegetation is not green.
Until the year-end quietly ended, the town did not smell the sound of firecrackers, and did not open the market, the lanterns.
When Yin Yue and the two returned to the end of the world, a spring in the mountain gate was twitching. There are several young disciples with tender faces around them, and the crisp children’s voices are scattered in the mountain wind.
"There is finally a flower, I thought spring is not coming..."
"This is what Master has to hear to train you. Winter is going to spring to come to heaven. The practitioners of my generation have a sense of vitality and know the four seasons. How can I see flowers like ordinary people?"
"You are not right. There is also a big world in the flowers. The younger sisters look at the flowers. If they see the micro-intelligence, the mood is clear, and it is also very good."
Suddenly there was a young voice coming from a height. "What are you talking about..."
Several young disciples rushed to spread and repaired the mountain gate.
The battle between Yan Xing and Lin Yuan was in front of the mountain gate, and there was a large array of guardian mountains. The stone steps in front of the mountain were also separated by swords and swords. The land outside the gate is even more messy.
Yin Yan looked up and looked at it. The gods passed through the vast clouds and the mountains and peaks. There were repairing the way and replanting the disciples. From time to time, there are more than ten people in a team of patrols passing by. In addition, the church is still crowded, and the church is still in class, and everything is no different from before the war.
Lined in the early spring scenery, it seems to be full of vigor and vitality.
"My yard is next to the Hanhua Peak on the Hantan. Would you like to go there and wait for me?"
The demon statue raised his eyebrows to see him.
"If this thing is known to the brothers and sisters, they must be worried. They are already very tired... Also, the real person at the head is too old to be stimulated."
If Zhengyangzi’s grandfather saw his own apprentice going out, he became a demon, and he was afraid of vomiting blood. Fortunately, they are in the realm of today's realm. Any ban on the ban on the mountain is unimpeded, and the guardian mountain is detrimental. The demon esteem only deliberately converges, and no one can detect it.
Yin Yiyue thought that this person was proud of his temperament and certainly did not want to do something like a cover. He did not expect the other party to agree. "Okay, I am waiting for you to come back."
After talking about the figure, it has disappeared in place.
Yin Yue did not avoid people when he went up the mountain. So after one person recognized him, many disciples continued to salute, and more people heard the news. The mountain road not far away was surrounded by water. It’s just that his temperament is too indifferent, and he is awe-inspiring when he looks far away. Only with the companion private voice.
"Is that Yin brother?"
"Yin Shi brother is back from Donglu Demon!"
"Do you feel it, Yin Shixiong is a big man, hey, why don't you see Luo brother?"
"I heard that the comet of Donglu is completely sealed..."
He did not expect this situation. Fortunately, the main peak sounded bells. After three sounds, the birds were stunned to the forest. The hearts of the people were awake, and the tides retreated, and they all returned to their place.
I saw that He Yan was running far away, and he couldn’t breathe with excitement. Xiaolian was chasing her behind.
After the powder girl was standing, she did a good job, but she also had a certain degree of stability. "Yin brother. After receiving the letter, I thought you would have to come back for a long time. Everything on the mountain is good, Master started retreating yesterday." ......"
Zhengyangzi retreats, Luo Mingchuan is not there, as the pro-disciple of the head, the coordination of many things in the end of the world, are on the shoulders.
Yin Yin nodded, "I have been working hard recently."
He Wei was a little embarrassed. "What are the hard things? These Luo brothers wrote clearly before they left. I just did it. Luo brother... didn't you come back?"
Yin Yin crossed the road. "A little bit hurt, I asked him to go to me to raise it. I have seen the head and the brothers and sisters."
Maybe he will go back, the people in the yard have changed from the devil to the Luomingchuan.
He Wei let go of his heart, Xiao Xiaolian smiled. "Yin brother has just returned. How can you ask the East to ask the West? Let the brothers go to the right thing and then cultivate well."
Since the head was closed, Yin Yue went far to the Huaifeng peak after bidding farewell to the two.
On the edge of the cliff, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and Junyi took the sword and turned, "teacher."
His breath is as usual, and the silky sword is not scattered, floating between the cliffs.
Yin Yin went forward, "Master."
Jun Yi first paid tribute.
There is always such a tacit understanding between the same door. When they are different, they will experience the battle of life and death and the big comprehension. After seeing each other, the words will not express concern, and one eye will be enough.
He took out the thin paper in his sleeve and explained the reason and presented it to the master.
"Mr. Zhang Yuan said that this was written by Master before going to the sword, and it can solve our doubts."
Jun Hao took over his hands and opened them. The two dragons and phoenixes danced straight into their eyes.
Yin Yin was speechless, and I thought that only Master’s work was done. And the master is not a master, really calm. Mr. Jiayuan is also very powerful, and he said in advance that he would not ask again.
The handwriting of Juggernaut is so strong that it is very sleek, but only writes the words "Don't come".
Jun Hao was so cold-faced that he could not see the change of mood at this moment. Just fold the paper back and put it in wide sleeves. Calmly, "The realm of the younger brother is very good. Is there something wrong?"
The words are simple, but Yin Yue can feel the worry of the master. "It is only a matter of stability, but the mood is different... The second division has a life and death, and I have similar experiences with me. I want to ask her."
"Go, the younger sister has not returned to the hospital since she returned to the peak."
It is rare for the master to say a long sentence. It seems that the situation of the sister is not good.
Yin Yin walked on the mountain road of Yan Huafeng, occasionally Han Mei dip, the dark fragrance floated.
I remembered the first time I went down to the mountain to go to the Folding Club. I also took this road to go to the sister. The sister moved out of a bunch of implements and asked him to bring them. Today, the mountain roads are unchanged, but the seasons are different, and their mood is not like yesterday.
The spring in the mountains is late, and it is still expected that the cold wind will blow away the clouds.
Liu Bull Frost was writing on the table in front of the window, smelling the door and said, "Please come in."
There is sandalwood and smoke in the room.
The woman in the long-sleeved shirt holds the case, and her figure is tall and straight, like a lake.
She copied a pass, and the pen was extremely stable and not ill.
Yin Yin went up to see, but he saw the swords and knives in the horizontal and vertical, and the meaning of chilling came.
Full paper is a sharp edge.
"Second teacher..."
"Four younger brothers." Liu Bull Frost does not stop, does not move.
‘In addition to life and death in the world, which one is not trivial? Those who have died of life and death, even their lives are not worried, the natural heart is like water, it is difficult for foreign objects to move. ’
He forgot where he had heard this sentence at first, and he only felt very appropriate.
Liu Bull Frost copied a pen and put him down, asked him to sit.
"I know why you came, but unfortunately I can't help you. This is the rule. If someone can break the balance between heaven and earth with one's own strength, it is too dangerous, so that such people do not disturb the will of the heavens. So too much, It is the end of the avenue."
Yin Yin is more and more cool in my heart.
He first thought from his own point of view, only thought that compared with the vast avenues of the road, the mood of the heart is too small. Just as people who have seen the sea don't care about a grain of dust, the more they comprehend, the greater their power, the farther they are from the world.
The sister is a different angle. Those who want to change their land to the ground can’t do it, and the feelings they have acquired are indifferent and have no desire. Only in this way can the operation of Heaven be unimpeded.
At the end of the avenue, there is only loneliness left.
"Dare to ask the sister, if there is one day, there is no concern, everything is forgotten, what is the significance of practice?"
Liu Bull Frost shook his head. "Where is the day of forgetting the dust?"
Her eyes passed through the window and I didn't know where it was. "I promised a person to live well, remember her for a long time. Can't lose faith in people."
Yin Yin looked at her, and her mind was slightly moved, and many pictures flashed in front of her eyes.
So he asked, "Sister, but I think, is there a negative jade palace master?"
Liu Bull Frost went to the premise of the case, turned over a page of the Tao, calm,
"I have never promised, let me talk about it."
Yin Yin is more aphasia.
Say goodbye to the sister and walk back to his small courtyard.
Jin Wuxi fell, but there was no beautiful sunset, and the vegetation on the Huaihua Peak was shrouded in the dark sky.
Suddenly someone called him, "The fourth child!"
Yin Yin turned back and saw Yan Xing holding the jar of wine and jumping from the tree.
"Three brothers, you... are you okay?"
Doesn't it mean that you have a fight with Lin Yuan and played very badly? The bones did not know a few.
Yan Xing knew what he wanted to ask and waved his hand. "Don't listen to the old five letters, my bones are hard."
Then he sighed, "Death, you have risen again...so I have no dignity as a brother."
He took a letter from his arms. "Before you passed the book to the Qingjian Swordsman, this is a reply from Zhongshan. He didn't hurt well. He can only dictate, Song Yu's representative... I brought it back to you.

Yin Yin said, "There is such a heavy injury... I am bothering them."
Yan Xing was shocked. "It’s amazing. Song Wei said that you will definitely say that the trouble is hard."
"What does the Songmen Lord say?"
"I also said that if you say it again, you are not taking them as friends."
Yin Yin smiled more and more. "The three brothers have been in the Qing dynasty school recently?"
Yan Xing remembered that Duan Chongxuan had ridiculed him before he left. "It’s like a door-to-door singer." I don’t feel awkward and frankly admit, "Yes. Soon after Song Hao took over, I can’t worry."
The words are exported, and I think of Duan Chongxuan’s sentence, ‘Is it familiar to you, is it that you can’t worry about it? ‘This feels stagnation, flying to the top of the tree, throwing a jar of wine, and taking a knife to the cliff.
"You should go first, I am going to find a master to fight."
The simple point is to find abuse.
Yin Yi only feels that the three divisions are coming and going, and they are interested. They should learn from the masters.
He broke the letter and read it. He was concise and succinct. In addition to seeing a letter, he was not cumbersome. A few words, the collapse of the rocks, the sky of smoke will jump on the paper.
"...A million years ago, the master of the wind and rain swords really fell into a dilemma. It was a coincidence that the wind and rain swords revisited the old, and I also entered a certain mysterious realm..."
The evening wind in the mountains blows away the fog, as if the morning mist outside Yecheng was opened by the sword. The other side of the sword ‘slanting wind and drizzle’, such as the starlight shivering on the Qiujiang River. According to the long life of the practitioners, the experience of the battle against each other is not far away, but it seems that overnight, their kendo and life have been turned upside down.
"I realized the original intention of the wind and rain sword, and I was in the mood of the time, it was the dying, and I could die... but I probably have the concern of living."
Yin Yan walked over and watched until the last sentence was read.
"...I only remember that the magic repair has not been driven. It is difficult for Wanfang. I dare not go one step at a time. Master’s big hatred has not been reported, and the sects have not been promoted. I dare not hesitate to live."
After talking with the two divisions, it was even worse. As soon as I looked up, I was facing the familiar white wall and gray tiles.
The wall is a low wall and the tile is an old tile. His yard is simple to arrange, if it is not the peak of the year, the likes of ordinary people.
The wooden door swayed slightly, and ‘Oh,’ opened.
There was a light in the bedroom, and the light passed through the paper window, and a warm yellow was fainted in front of the stone steps.
The more Yin Yin remembered, someone here waited for him.
He pushed open the door of the bedroom, and when he did not know why, he said something.
"I am back."
The lights swayed and there was no one outside.
There was a chuckle in the back of the screen.
The laughter was low and dumb, echoing in the quiet night. Just like a stone into the lake, splashing layers of ripples. A crow feather falls on the wine cellar full of moonlight.
Can not tell the lingering.
Yin Yin stepped over and saw that the bed was half-volume. The man was draped in the ink and leaning against the bed. The white coat was wide open, revealing a chest like a jade.
The shimmer of candlelight came in, and his face was half-bright and half-dark, and the thick ciliary feather cast a shadow. The look of the gods is not really cut, but the evil spirits are unprovoked, like the demon of the soul.
The sound is also like a drunken spring, with a smile on the tail,
"Who did you go to see, who wrote the letter? It was so late to come back."