Chapter 18 No Regrets (4)

Chapter 18 No Regrets (4)

On the rooftop on a midsummer night when he was seven years old, the boy's voice contained suppressed anger.

——"I can see it, Xie Shiyi, I'll guide you."

Now there are chaotic red threads, peach blossoms, candlelight, and insect chirping.

It's like a lifetime ago.

Xie Shiyi's hand loosened his grip on his wrist little by little.

Yan Qing was not afraid of death and insisted on saying another word, with a smile in his voice: "Immortal Lord, do you know the right and left clearly now?"

Xie Shiyi said: "It was obviously you who couldn't tell the difference between left and right at the beginning."

Yan Qing wasn't angry at all. They had been arguing about this matter for a whole year when they were seven years old. It was pointless to argue now.

Yan Qing looked at Xie Shiyi's eyes, which seemed to be covered with mist, and suddenly felt blessed: "Wait a minute, I'll find you a white cloth to cover your eyes."

Xie Shiyi asked calmly: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Yan Qing then remembered that the room specially opened by Xie Shiyi was for him to sleep in, and said with a smile, "I'm not sleepy yet."

Xie Shiyi raised his hand, touched his eyes, and said casually: "Yan Qing, you are currently in the Qi refining stage. It will be thousands of miles from here to Nanzezhou tomorrow."

"..."

Yan Qing really thanked him for not reminding him of his cultivation all the time.

Originally, Yan Qing did not think that restoring his cultivation was an imminent matter.

He has soul threads and is familiar with various formations and spells. As long as he doesn't seek death, he can run rampant throughout the entire heaven without any problem.

But after hearing about the three families of the Nine Great Sects from Xie Shiyi, he silently put practice on the agenda.

Yan Qing sat across from him and asked casually: "Xie Shiyi, what kind of cultivation did you have when you won the first place in the Qingyun Conference last time?"

Xie Shiyi: "Mahayana."

Yan Qing pretended to clapped his hands: "Not bad." After he finished speaking, he pointed at himself and rolled his eyes: "Yaoyao, do you think it is possible for me to win the first place in the Qingyun Ranking this time with my recovery speed?"

Xie Shiyi said slowly: "I don't think you can even participate in the Qingyun Conference."

Yan Qing: "Haha."

He looked into Xie Shiyi's dim eyes and felt a little itchy.

Xie Shiyi's facial features were actually a bit as cold as frost and snow, but his dark, satin-colored hair and pale skin neutralized that alienation.His eyes were the most fearful thing to look at before, but now they are covered with a layer of clear mist, which removes all murderous intent and makes people get closer to him.

Yan Qing slapped the table and stood up: "No, I still have to find something for you to cover your eyes." He didn't have any idea, he just missed the little boy with black silk covering his eyes.

They lived in this wing of Dengxian Pavilion for five years.Five years, compared to the monk's long life, is insignificant, like a blink of an eye.

But the years a person experiences when he is young are always different from what he will experience later.

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Yan Qing still remembered the plants and trees here and the placement of old things. He stood up and said, "You really changed everything, right?"

Xie Shiyi: "Yeah."

Yan Qing: "It seems that the place where the scissors and cloth were originally was next door."

He walked out and when he opened the door, a river of stars and moon sprinkled all over the floor.

Xie Shiyi was sitting at the table, Xue Yi was lying on the ground, quietly looking up at the front, his dark pupils were blue-grey.The cold moon was like frost, and a tiny white flower blew into the door and window with the wind, brushed over his clothes, and fell into his hands.Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes, his expression in the half-light and shadow, unable to see the truth.

Yan Qing rummaged through the cabinets next door and found scissors and cloth.

In fact, he wanted to cut some of the silk yarn from Xie Shi's clothes. These two things were extremely expensive in the world of cultivation and hard to find for a thousand dollars.But he could still think of Xie Shiyi's cold eyes.

Yan Qing pouted, cut a strip of white cloth with scissors, held it in his hand, and walked back.

"Immortal Lord."

Probably because he was pretending to be crazy and acting stupid before, Yan Qing now thought it was quite interesting to call him this Taoist name.

Immortal Duwei didn't want to talk to him.

Yan Qing's tone was lazy and he was amusing himself: "Immortal Lord, look at me. Oh, Immortal Lord can't see me now."

Yan Qing walked around and walked behind Xie Shiyi, grabbing Xie Shiyi's black hair in his hand without any psychological burden.When he wrapped the white cloth around Xie Shiyi's face for the first time.

Xie Shiyi said: "What did you use?"

Yan Qing: "Bu."

Xie Shiyi: "What kind of cloth?"

Yan Qing said: "A clean cloth will do. I advise you not to do too much."

Xie Shiyi's tone was cold and he mocked, "Aren't you the one with the most troubles?"

"Oh." Yan Qing tied the white cloth into a knot with an expressionless expression.

Xie Shiyi's hair was very long and smooth, with a few strands hanging down from her temples, and her lips were pursed tightly.

Yan Qing walked forward, took a look, and said, "That's all."

When Xie Shiyi was a child, he covered himself with a layer of black cloth to prevent his eyes from getting hurt again.When he grew up, it was just Yan Qingxian who had nothing to do.He originally thought that Xie Shi would look sickly after wearing a white cloth on his clothes.Unexpectedly, after covering his dim eyes, his killing spree increased instead of decreasing.

Yan Qing: "As the leader of the Immortal Alliance, you are quite capable of being one."

Xie Shiyi asked indifferently: "Is the trouble over?"

Yan Qing was still very discerning: "It's over, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Qing walked to the center of the room. There was a bed with neat bedding and nothing else on the bed.Xie Shiyi actually slept very little when he was a child. He was either practicing or reading, and quarreled with him by the way.

Yan Qing was tired after working hard all day and night.Turning over and lying on the bed, he yawned.The moment his head hit the pillow, Yan Qing felt sleepiness rushing over him like a tide, and his eyelids trembled.

The subtle chirping of insects outside and the faint sound of bells became the best lullaby.

Yan Qing never had a good night's sleep, whether in his previous life or when he was reborn.Now it was probably that Xie Shiyi was beside him and the best person in the world was guarding him, which made him subconsciously relax his vigilance against danger.

When they were seven years old, although they stumbled a lot, they learned to wield swords and successfully entered the Dengxian Pavilion.

Then when we arrived at Dengxian Pavilion, we immediately faced the second problem, poverty.

I'm so poor that I only have one spiritual stone behind me, so I can't survive no matter what.

So Yan Qing decided to take a gamble.

There is a casino in Zhancheng called Qingzhuang Casino. The chips gradually become larger from the outside to the inside.Xie Shiyi had his own arrangements, and was dragged over completely by him. He handed his body to Yan Qing and watched coldly from beginning to end.

Yan Qing was prosperous outside, and soon he won a lot of money. When he got too ambitious, he rushed inside, and ended up being at odds with the inside.

After three games, only the old money was left, and he could only sneak back to the outfield with a piece of spirit.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth: "I don't believe in this evil."

So Yan Qing, who did not believe in evil, spent that day going back and forth in the casino, making money outside and losing inside.

When the sun set and it was time to return to Dengxian Pavilion, Yan Qing accepted his fate and sadly made a little money in the outfield before calling it a day.

Fire clouds spread across the sky, and the clouds are crimson.

Yan Qing looked at the sky and said, "Xie Shiyi, we seem to be late. What should I say if the manager asks?"

Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Tell it truthfully."

Yan Qing was shocked: "Huh? To tell the truth, we spent the whole day hanging out in the casino today. Is it true that I won't be scolded if I tell the truth?"

Xie Shiyi laughed sarcastically: "Aren't we robbing the poor and giving to the rich today?"

Yan Qing nodded.

He thought Xie Shiyi was planning to make up a good story about robbing the rich and giving to the poor to fool the supervisor.

But Yan Qing reacted the next second and almost wanted to strangle Xie Shiyi to death.

Bullshit robbing the poor and giving to the rich!

Dengxian Pavilion is a famous school in the world.

Xie Shiyi first showed his talents among them, and the Xie family finally began to pay attention to it and kept sending spiritual stones and treasures over.

Although they were no longer short of money, Xie Shiyi still kept the things in the house untouched.

Bed boards, wooden tables, chairs, even rusty bells.

Yan Qing and Xie Shiyi's training and learning were almost in sync, because he often had to step in when faced with danger.

And, the most important reason is...

When they were seven years old, they were both very wary of each other. If the other party was too powerful, they would kill them directly.

The next morning, when Yan Qing got up, Xie Shiyi was no longer in the room.It's dawn outside, and the morning glow is crimson.

Bu Zhi was still sleeping soundly, so Yan Qing picked it up directly.

Bu Zhi drooped his ears and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Why are you calling me up?"

Yan Qing said: "Take you to see the world."

Bu Zhi laughed to death on the spot: "Laughing to death, do you think——" Yan Qing said, "Let's go to the Wangqing Sect."

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Before Bu Zhi could spit out the "crazy words" behind him, he swallowed them alive, and his red eyes almost popped out: "Wang Wang Qing Sect?"

Yan Qing said: "Yes."

The Fan Cong formation was opened, and the icy blue flowing light covering the Rejuvenation Sect dissipated. Almost as soon as the formation was cancelled, Cheng Ying took the Liuguang Sect and his party away, not wanting to stay for a moment.

Yan Qing politely accepted the greetings from the sect leader and his father.

The sect master was beaming with joy: "Yan Qing, there is no need to miss the Rejuvenation Sect. We will see you again at the Qingyun Conference! Practice well. Uncle Master is waiting to see you get your name on the Qingyun List."

Huaixu was worried: "Qingqing, you must be careful when you go to Nanzezhou alone."

Yan Qing smiled and nodded.Later, I experienced a lot of thanks from Ahua and Ahu, and a tearful blessing from Smart.Yan Qing circled the red line between her fingers, turned around, and looked at the distant Tian Zhengxin in the sky.

His eyes slowly turned dark.

Go up to the heaven, the nine major sects.

Ever since Tianshu knew that Xie Ying was going back to the Wangqing Sect with them, he almost jumped up with excitement, his old bones grinning from ear to ear: "Duwei is going back to the sect? Ouch, this is great, this is too greatalright!"

Heng Bai was also overwhelmed by the good news.

Senior brother Xie wants to return to the sect?!

If this news spreads, I'm afraid the entire Nanze Prefecture will be shocked.

The name Xie Ying is like a myth in Wangqing Sect.Young people are simple-minded and admire the strong. What they see is never the power in Xie Ying's hands, but his amazing talent and status as the number one in the elite list.

The chief disciple of Wangqing Sect, with clear breeze and bright moon, is famous all over the world.

In the world of cultivation, Xie Ying has also disappeared from everyone's eyes for a long time.

Even without this one hundred years of retreat.The Xiaoyu Palace where he has lived for a long time is also in the deep and cold demon-slaying formation amid thousands of blowing snow.It is difficult for non-Mahayana monks to overcome it.Except for the heads of the nine major sects and the heads of the three major families, Xiaoyu Palace refused to visit any outsiders.