Qi Wuhuo walked towards where the girl was. The sea of ​​flowers on both sides were all magnificent fairy flowers rarely seen in the world. The fragrance they exuded seemed to shock his spirit, making him more awake. People who have just started to practice cultivation can meditate here and cultivate their primordial spirit. One day of meditation is equivalent to a thousand days of practice. It's just that Qi Wuhuo's primordial spirit is strong and pure, and he just thinks it is very beautiful.

What I see before me is all beautiful scenery. Compared to the place where my senior brother was before, this place is more like a place for spiritual practice.

Senior Sister Yu Miao's cultivation in Taoism seemed to be very high, probably far above that of a real person. When Qi Wuhuo walked over, the sea of ​​flowers in front of him completely dispersed into a path, pointing straight to the front. The young Taoist paused, then walked forward step by step with the sword case on his back and a whisk in his hand. Yu Miao seemed to have sensed and guessed this, and she smiled and called him over, inviting him to sit down.

When Qi Wuhuo walked over, he saw that the man didn't notice anything.

Everything seems to happen naturally.

It seems that outside this world, there is another world, the two both overlap and separate from each other.

It is so mysterious that it cannot be described in words.

This woman, who could be described as the most gentle and beautiful woman Qi Wuhuo had ever seen, smiled and brought him scented tea. She used the teapot to pour tea for him, and her words and actions were all calm and unhurried:

"Is it my junior brother?"

Qi Wuhuo bowed: "Xuanwei greets Senior Sister."

Yu Miao said: "Xuan Wei?"

She seemed a little surprised, then smiled and said gently: "The heart of Tao is very subtle, only pure and only one, full and holding the center."

"It seems that the teacher has high expectations of you, at least much higher than us."

She asked the young Taoist to sit down, and asked him to pick up the tea and take a sip. The taste was delicate and slightly sweet, obviously light, yet also seemed strong.

Yu Miao smiled and said, "I added some nectar in it. It's the nectar from the spiritual flowers I planted. It can heal the hidden injuries and diseases in the body."

"Of course, that's not the point. Children always like to drink something sweet, don't they?"

The young Taoist wanted to refute but then he remembered his teacher's candied haws.

I always feel that these methods are somewhat similar.

Yu Miao said gently: "You came here, and the teacher is also nearby, right?"

"Is the teacher okay?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at the gentle woman in front of him and replied, "Teacher, everything is fine."

Yu Miao narrowed her eyes slightly and said to herself, "Is that so... That's good."

"That's good."

She raised her eyes to look at Qi Wuhuo, and asked as if she already knew everything: "I haven't asked yet, Xuanwei, why are you here..."

The young Taoist put down the cup and said, "Please, Senior Sister, return to the mountains to practice."

Yu Miao said: "Return to the mountain gate to practice, travel around, and practice life and death, right?"

She looked at the elderly man next to her. The latter was already old. Yu Miao was silent for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Little Junior Brother, you are not very old, but do you know a Taoist companion?"

The young Taoist sat up straight and answered:

"I haven't experienced it, but I have heard that people only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals."

“I’ve heard a lot of stories.”

He paused and slowly told the story of what he saw in his dream.

Master Yu Miao listened with a smile, nodding from time to time and sighing from time to time.

At the end of the story, Qi Wuhuo looked at her and asked again: "Sister, are you willing to go back to practice?"

Yu Miao Zhenren did not answer, but took out the jade token and gently placed it on the table. On it were the same two characters "Yu Miao" written in cloud seal script. They changed and moved, and she pushed it in the direction of Qi Wuhuo. This was her answer. Then she suddenly smiled and asked, "Junior brother, do you think that Senior Sister is also like the person in your story?"

The young Taoist priest had already stood up, but when he heard Yu Miao's question, things about what he had seen of Yu Yang before surged in his mind, and he was about to tell her.

After a moment of silence, he bowed and said:

"Sister, don't you know that your obsession is too heavy and you are falling into a quagmire?"

Yu Miao said: "I know."

The young Taoist priest seemed a little unprepared, and was quiet for a moment before asking:

"Since you know, why don't you come out?"

Yu Miao replied: "Because I don't want to."

Qi Wuhuo chewed on these two words: "Unwilling?"

He looked at this senior sister and said, "Yes..."

She said gently: "This is the fifth reincarnation."

"The great road is very difficult. Not everyone has the qualifications to ascend to immortality. Even the lowest level of immortality among the gods on earth, or the accumulation of external merits to ascend to immortality, requires fate. At the beginning, as you guessed, I only felt that I was loyal and chivalrous, and that I would never be separated from you in my lifetime. This is the only way to live up to the trust you gave me in life and death."

"It was like this in the first life, the second life, and so on until the third life."

"I found his reincarnation a long time ago. I watched him being born. I saw him crying loudly in agony. I watched him grow up slowly. I watched him forget everything in the past and experience the birth, aging, sickness and death, separation and pain of the world again. I watched him walk on the path I guided. I watched his body decay and decay, and he died with a loud cough. Suddenly, I was at a loss. What was I doing?"

"Since I am attached to him, why should I make him suffer so much because of my obsession?"

"When I realized that it was because of my obsession and madness that he had to go through reincarnation again and again, I was so distressed that my soul could not rest. How could I practice cultivation?"

She looked at Qi Wuhuo and said softly:

"I know that I am stuck in the quagmire and am bound by the threads and webs of love."

"My cultivation won't improve either."

"But I still won't change my choice."

"I will still fulfill the promise we made that year, but this time it will not be for exclusivity or obsession."

The girl said gently, "It is to save him from my obsession."

"I will practice cultivation only after I have converted him to the right path. If I can't succeed in one lifetime, I will practice in three. If I can't succeed in three lifetimes, there is still a future. Even if I fall into reincarnation myself, I will not hesitate for his sake."

"I actually already understand the great principles and cause and effect."

"I have already seen through the calamity that has befallen me."

"But Junior Brother, you don't have to break through it if you explore it. It's not that I can't, but I don't want to."

“Although I cannot obtain the Great Dao, I have never left it for a moment.”

I have figured it out, but I am unwilling to leave and be free...

Qi Wuhuo felt that his senior sister and senior brother were different.

A stubborn person.

One cannot understand it.

The comparison between the two makes the impact on one's heart even more intense.

He was silent for a moment, then asked doubtfully:

"Even if I am expelled from the sect for this, will it still be like this?"

Yu Miao Zhenren replied: "If I give up my own choice in order to stay in my master's sect, then I will lose my way."

“That’s the real betrayal of the teacher.”

Comparing this answer with Yu Yang's previous choice, Qi Wuhuo seemed to understand, but he was also more confused.

Master Yu Miao looked at the man gently and said nothing more.

Now her gaze made Qi Wuhuo feel a kind of vastness and compassion that he couldn't describe.

Of course, it is not heartless and ungrateful, but it is no longer the kind of obsession with love, but more frank and grand.

The young Taoist pondered for a long time.

He bowed slightly to the girl, picked up the jade slip, stood up and left.

After walking a few steps, there was a sound of wind behind him, and a book was thrown towards Qi Wuhuo. Although the boy had not yet reached the innate Qi, he was still light and strong. He raised his hand and took the book in his palm. The book instantly disintegrated and turned into light dust, which flew into the boy's brow and turned into four huge and brilliant cloud seals -

"Hunyuan Sword Canon".

The cultivation texts are divided into five categories: [Miao Fa], [Xuan Zhang], [Jade Jue], [Dao Dian], and [Zhen Jing].

This is the classic book second only to the scriptures.

The girl said, "Teacher always describes me as having sword energy deep in my bones, which can be regarded as true cultivation."

"This is the sum total of my sword skills in this life."

Taoist Master Yu Miao raised his head and looked at the calm, high-spirited young Taoist priest. It was as if he saw himself carrying a sword back then, carefree, not bound by love, and not entangled by cause and effect. At that time, he was young and felt that the world was vast, and he could cut through everything in the world by raising his hand and drawing the sword. But later he realized that things in the world were not that simple.

The magic sword is sharp, but it cannot cut the ties of love.

Whether it is her or the boy in front of her.

Everyone must see themselves.

She smiled and spoke, as if she was chatting with her past self, saying:

"When I was young, I was always full of vigor and high spirits. I took this majestic name, which meant that I wanted to use my sword to directly reach the Dao fruit of the Hunyuan True Immortal. As a result, I am trapped here. Maybe I am not that powerful, but it can be used to help you get started in the way of the sword. I really hope that you can one day reach the supreme realm of the Hunyuan with your sword."

"Since this is the first time I meet you, I should always give you a greeting gift."

"After all, I won't recognize you next time we meet."

"Oh, I'm wrong. I guess I don't remember you."

"If you still remember me, you don't need to bother me if you come here. Just pick a flower on the roadside."

Yu Miao smiled, her brows warm and peaceful, already a little like the old man's calmness and composure:

"I grew it myself, so it should be OK."

Qi Wuhuo bowed, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

The mysterious world that existed here also dissipated. The sea of ​​flowers and bamboo forests were the same as before. The old man never noticed the arrival of the young Taoist priest. He just felt that his wife was different, as if the knot in his wife's heart had been untied. She asked calmly but sadly, "What's wrong with you?"

She replied, "Nothing."

She paused and smiled, "It just seemed like I saw my younger self."

The man murmured, "Really? My younger self."

He sighed, and then said gently: "Then why don't you chase after that self and leave?"

Yu Miao replied: "People always grow up. The cause and effect formed are real, and the experience is also real. Naturally, there is no going back."

“I don’t want to go back either.”

"If that's the case, we can easily turn back."

"Doesn't that mean that all my struggles, experiences, thoughts, gains and losses along the way were all fake?"

She smiled gently, but her words still reflected the swordsmanship of the past, the persistence that the old man once valued:

"Even if it's fake, I will still walk to the end of the path I have chosen."

"Perhaps at that time there really was no way out. Then I would sigh and laugh, thinking, haha, so it's just like this, then it's nothing."

"The flowers are in full bloom today, would you like to come and see them?"

She pushed her husband towards the sea of ​​flowers, knowing clearly that she and the young man were going in opposite directions, but she did not regret it.

Just moving forward step by step, the distance is getting farther and farther.

"The highest level is to forget about emotions, the lowest level is to be less than emotional."

"But that's what love is for."

"It's my generation."