Your Yunshu is back

Under the golden sunlight, specks of gray flew and fell among the ruins. Jiang Jingjian stood there stiffly, his eyes trembling. After a long moment, he slowly opened his mouth and spoke with difficulty: "Jiang, Jiang Jingyuan...?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jingyuan's voice drifted in his ears like the wind, "I'm here."

Jiang Jingjian was silent again with his mouth open for a while. Suddenly, he remembered something and immediately lowered his eyes with a guilty conscience. He asked for something to talk about: "Didn't you go into seclusion? Why are you here..."

"I'm always here," Jiang Jingyuan said calmly. "When you want to see me, you can see me no matter which direction you look." After a pause, she added, "It's the same if you lower your eyes. Even if you look at me, I can still see you."

Jiang Jingjian's expression suddenly froze.

He suddenly restrained his expression, his eyes dodging, and for a moment he didn't know where to look. He stammered, "You, what are you doing wandering around here? Why, why didn't you practice properly..."

"You're calling me." Jiang Jingyuan said in a nonchalant tone, "If you call me, the wind will instantly carry your 'voice' to my ears."

Jiang Jingjian tightened his grip, and suddenly he felt awkward, not knowing what to say for a long time.

Then she knew everything he had thought before, right... Jiang Jingjian's expression was a little distorted.

"cough."

A light cough suddenly rang in his ears. Jiang Jingjian's face froze with a twisted expression.

"Don't be sad, I'm always here." Jiang Jingyuan said calmly, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. If you want to see me, just call me and I'll come to you."

After a pause, Jiang Jingyuan whispered, "But don't call me too often. I also need to concentrate on my cultivation."

If someone or someone calls her every now and then and she is distracted by them, will she still be able to practice?

Jiang Jingjian's face was stiff, his eyes were dodging, his mind was confused and blank, he didn't even know if he understood what he heard, he just agreed randomly: "Uh-huh, ah, okay, okay, okay..."

Jiang Jingyuan: "..."

"Not really." Jiang Jingyuan said helplessly, "I was only surprised when I first sensed it. Later, I sensed the 'voices' of countless people at the same time every day. I found it interesting. It's just because it's interesting to sense so many 'voices' at the same time. If you don't pay attention, you can hardly understand what you are thinking."

Jiang Jingjian swallowed, closed his eyes deeply, and deliberately cleared his mind. He raised his face and replied calmly and indifferently, "I understand. You can go practice."

He knew, he would never call her that again! Jiang Jingjian couldn't help but grin in his heart.

After a pause, he suddenly came back to his senses and remembered that he had started thinking about it again without realizing it. He hurriedly emptied his mind, his eyes became calm and indifferent again, and he said again, "I know."

Jiang Jingyuan: "..."

It was quiet all around.

Jiang Jingjian waited and waited, and couldn't help but whispered, "Jiang Jingyuan? Jiang Jingyuan, are you still there?"

There was no response from all around.

Jiang Jingjian relaxed completely, slowly exhaled, raised his head, and walked forward.

He's gone now, so he should go and practice. Jiang Jingjian felt relaxed all over, a smile appeared on his face, and his mood was extremely open.

Jiang Jingyuan, floating between heaven and earth: "..." Does he want to see her or not?

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In the boundless white, there is an illusory brightness, and the white light spreads endlessly. There are also large groups of illusory objects like gauze and mist, flowing slowly.

Jiang Jingyuan floated in it, she quietly looked at the boundless illusion, merged into the whiteness, forgot herself, and was unconscious.

Like it's peaceful and calm, but there's not even "peace and calm", nothing at all...

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly remembered himself and subconsciously regained consciousness. His boundless consciousness instantly shrank to that of a single person.

The girl was wearing a light gray-purple dress with gold, sitting quietly in the illusion. Only then did she recall and talk to herself about the feeling just now.

She knew that she shouldn't deliberately describe that feeling, shouldn't deliberately cling to that feeling. Clinging to a "must" or "definitely" is attachment to appearances, but... she is still a human being, and it is inevitable that she subconsciously relies on "clarity" and "accuracy".

Even deep down, she was unwilling to change, and was greedy for this clear and accurate unclearness.

Jiang Jingyuan slowly fell backwards into the illusory clouds, staring blankly at the sky:

"When you enter that state, everything about yourself disappears, and you move freely between heaven and earth. Once you regain consciousness, you're instantly down again. Either your body appears out of thin air where your soul is, or your soul is pulled back into your body..."

His thoughts were in a trance for a long time, and Jiang Jingyuan seemed to realize that something was wrong in his trance.

"I don't know how to describe this feeling..." The moment Jiang Jingyuan noticed it, he seemed to remember something, and immediately let the trance embrace him deeply, and he sank unconsciously.

I can only describe the state, not the feeling. This feeling is... Jiang Jingyuan said vaguely, "Standing between wakefulness and sleep, I pay more attention to the outside of the dream, but I can still feel the subtle changes in the dream around me."

One, overlapping.

True and false, real and unreal, overlap around her.

She couldn't help but sigh slowly, "It seems like it really has nothing to do with whether or not there are distracting thoughts. When things are blank, I can drift off into a trance and then wake up. If I have distracting thoughts, it's easier to really fall into a dream, and when I come back to my senses, I'm more likely to wake up straight away."

"In that case, let's take this opportunity to go." Jiang Jingyuan was dazed and thought slowly, "Where should we go? Where should we start?"

She stayed here alone because she wanted to resolve cause and effect and obsession, not because she really wanted to have fun in the weirdness.

Cause and effect and obsession were like black sand and mud. When she pushed aside the fine particles, she saw a huge monster buried deep under the black sand. Time and time again, she tried to pry it open, but she could only scrape off layer by layer of almost non-existent sand from its surface.

Soon, she knew that this was not something that could be accumulated little by little or sharpened into a needle. This was a giant thing that was stuck to the ground. She had to get to the bottom and pull it out completely.

This is the skill, and it is actually much easier than a little scraping.

So, she came here.

Ascend to the immortal realm, meet the "immortal," and transcend the causal obsession, which remains unresolved. You can ascend again and again, transcending again and again, allowing the causal obsession to fade. Or you can actively approach it and cut it off along with the old.

She travels through life after life, and life after life is played out again and again before her eyes. Only when all the causes and effects and obsessions disappear completely can she have a new life that belongs to her alone.

What Shu Ru said was absolutely right. Even at their level, the cause still couldn't be resolved. How heavy and terrifying must that be...

How many causes, big and small, are derived from this heavy and terrifying cause?

Jiang Jingyuan pondered for a long time, "Where should I start? Where is the beginning?" Suddenly, he made a decision and thought, "Start with the most profound and recent impact, from..."

"Starting from Jiang Yunshu."

…………

Afternoon.

A familiar figure in casual attire slowly walked along the stairwells. His face was dazed and numb, his eyes glazed and fixed, and he seemed to be floating as he walked forward.

"A bunch of troublesome old guys..." His face remained numb and he muttered to himself.

He slowly stopped, stretched out his hand to hold on to the wall, lowered his head against the wall, and sneered with a dull look in his eyes:

"I have so much free time, and all I do is make requests of others. I don't even consider whether the requests are reasonable or not. I don't plan or help. Whenever I ask, I just say 'I don't care what method you use' and act in a domineering way. All I do all day is give tasks, give tasks, give tasks..."

"Old thing..." He couldn't help but call out affectionately with tears in his eyes and full of emotion.

On the quiet corridor, the young man raised his head, took a deep breath, and said to himself, "Hurry up and rest, then go see Jiang Yunshu, then keep busy, then find the old man to argue with him after I'm done." He showed a strong smile and continued to float forward, floating a little faster.

Suddenly, his dull eyes fixed and he turned around abruptly.

Behind him, the corridor was quiet and empty, with no one there except him.

He stared at everything behind him, his eyes cold and alert. After a pause, he turned around and looked back, but couldn't find anything. His brows furrowed, and he slowly turned back with suspicion and continued walking up the stairs.

But after walking up five or six steps, he suddenly stopped, frowned, and turned back. Behind him was still a quiet and deserted place.

"..." His brows knitted together, and no matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible. After a while, he muttered in a daze, "Have those old guys driven me insane?"

Almost the moment he finished speaking, he had an urge to go find the old man and argue with him like crazy, but after only a second, he said to himself with a numb face: "Forget it, let's go to sleep quickly." Theory can't produce anything, and good sleep time is truly your own.

At worst, we can just end it together… The young man’s eyes were dull but firm. He turned around fiercely and continued walking, his back full of solemnity and determination.

He strode to the end of the stairs, and the moment he turned and walked into the corridor, he seemed to casually tilt his head, and his eyes that glanced down were ice-cold.

However, down the stairs, there was still a large area of ​​silence with no one around.

The young man was truly stunned. "Really?" He stared at it several times, eyes wide with disbelief, before finally accepting the truth. Suddenly, a pang of pain for himself surfaced in his eyes, and he slowly thought, "That old man has made me lose my mind..."

He closed his eyes in grief, and when he opened them again his eyes were dull. He walked in without even turning his head!

After a long time, under the quiet stairs, a girl's figure in light gray, purple and gold walked out of the room silently, looking strange and eerie like a ghost.

The girl folded her arms in front of her, her face expressionless. Slowly, she raised her eyelids, and her light golden eyes looked in the direction where the man disappeared up the stairs. For a long moment, she sneered silently!

The girl smiled with her mouth crooked, and the expression on her face became more and more evil.

"I'll kick him first, then put him in a sack and beat him up. Now I feel relieved and my obsession is gone, right?" Jiang Jingyuan curled his lips and thought complacently.

She raised her hand and rubbed her sore cheeks, the smile in her eyes became even more intense, and she slowly thought to herself: "No rush, there are still those old guys. I will be happy after beating them one by one..."

Hehehe~

"Jiang family, your Jiang Yunshu is back~"

Jiang Jingyuan sneered, took out a cell phone out of thin air, and pointed it at himself and the background behind him.

I took a photo with a stern face and a dull look.