Yin Biyue was in a trance for a moment, and then he gently closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were clear and free of dust.
His wide sleeves fluttered slightly and he stood with his hands behind his back.
The wooden window opened silently without any wind. The cold night wind came in with the starlight, blowing away the warm and dry heat that made people dizzy.
The bed curtains were blown lightly by the wind, and the man's black hair fluttered wildly.
Yin Biyue walked to the bedside and lowered his head. This posture made them very close, almost breathing together. He could even feel the other person's smile and the vibration of his chest.
Then he raised his hand, pulled up the collar of the person in front of him, made them fit tightly, and fastened the lapels.
It was the first time he did something like this, and his movements were clumsy but serious.
Finally, he took two steps back and said calmly,
"I met with my senior brothers and sisters and read the letter sent by Zhongshan. If you have anything to say, please talk to me nicely and don't use magic to confuse me."
The man leaning on the bed did not comment, but raised his sleeves and adjusted his collar, obviously feeling uncomfortable because of the tight binding. Even so, he continued, "You asked those people, what did you get?"
Yin Biyue thought about it, "Maybe it's because of concern."
The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows, "Isn't your concern enough?"
Yin Biyue was silent.
He was concerned about his brother whose soul had been separated from his body, his master who was unknown when he would return, his fellow disciples at Xihua Peak, and his friends other than Cangya. It was quite a lot.
The man's eyes were deep, like the abyss and the vast sea. "So, just caring is not enough, there must also be desire."
Yin Biyue repeated in a low voice, "...desire?"
"When hungry, one needs to fill his stomach; when cold, one needs to add more clothes; these are the most basic desires of life; to make a living, to seek a position, to seek fame and gain; these are the desires after being full and warm; all living things are eager to live and to die, all driven by desires."
"As a practitioner, you should have a desire for power and a pursuit of enlightenment. But now you have nothing."
The person in front of me has a casual attitude, but his words are very pressing.
"Without any struggle or suffering, without any unattainable desire, where does your desire come from?!"
Yin Biyue had to admit that what the other party said made sense, "Have you thought of a solution?"
"I've thought of a way to arouse you. Are you willing to try it?"
"Discuss with me? Ask me what I don't understand?"
The hoarse laughter sounded again, "Why bother with so much trouble? As the saying goes, 'When you are well fed and warm, you will think about sex', isn't desire the easiest thing?"
Yin Biyue was stunned.
After going around in circles, he finally found himself waiting for him here.
It’s all routine!
However, those messy scenes suddenly emerged in my mind. The dark cave, the blazing fire, the intimate touch... When I looked at my senior brother's face, my heart felt like being tickled by a feather, warm and fluffy.
He calmed himself down and sighed helplessly, "Why did you become like this?"
It goes without saying that his senior brother is a gentleman, and when he was in charge of Lingxiao, his junior brother Mo Changyuan was indifferent, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and treated him very well. Even after he became a demon, he was still cold and kept people at a distance.
No matter who it is, no one would act so absurdly.
The Demon Lord knew what he was thinking and sneered, "You are almost becoming a true immortal. If I am the same as in my previous life, we can only expect to repeat the same mistakes."
As soon as the words "repeat the same mistakes" came out, Yin Biyue frowned, "You are making up stories."
"You don't want to?"
The night wind that entered the room suddenly became cold, and the candlelight flickered.
He didn't answer, but his refusal was clear.
A terrifying and overwhelming pressure descended upon the small room. The candlelight suddenly went out. The desk, bookshelf, screen, bed, everything was shaking in the darkness. He knew that the other party's patience had run out.
He always smiles, and lets him decide where to go and what to do. It turns out that the image that everything can be discussed with him is an illusion.
The starlight shone in, bending slightly as it passed between them. The face painting was mysterious and strange.
The huge force collision has deformed the space.
"That's enough." Yin Biyue tried to break the stalemate, but couldn't think of any reason to make the other party stop.
If it was in the past, he couldn't stop Mo Changyuan from destroying the world, so why would he care about the movement of triggering the mountain protection formation?
Finally, he could only say, "The bed is collapsing. I can't sleep anymore."
He himself found this reason ridiculous.
But unexpectedly, the demon that was still shrouded in danger and on the verge of rage just a second ago suddenly became quiet.
He raised his hand to brush his sleeves, then got up from the bed and said, "You go to sleep. I'll go to the outer room to meditate."
Then he really walked out and passed by Yin Biyue.
The starlight in the sky fell on him.
"sorry."
Yin Biyue turned around and said, he didn't know why he had to apologize, he just felt that the other party was probably very sad.
This kind of sadness was like standing on the top of Tongtian Snow Peak and seeing Mo Changyuan pointing a sword at him.
The demon stopped for a moment, but did not turn back.
"No need to apologize, you're not wrong. I was just making excuses." He answered the question again, "A million years ago, I lived a very depressed life. I wouldn't tell you anything I was thinking, and you must have been very annoyed. I thought, since you didn't like Mo Changyuan's appearance anyway, I might as well live a more free life this time. I'll let you know what you want."
He smiled sideways, "Now it seems that you probably don't care what I look like. After all, you have the great principles in your heart, so what does love and grudges matter?"
Yin Biyue's mind moved slightly, his true essence surged, and an invisible barrier formed, blocking the man.
If we were to say his greatest improvement in life, it would definitely be "Don't leave until you have made your point clear."
He called out, "Junior brother."
This voice seemed to go back to a long time ago, when the separations of millions of years no longer existed. "I went up the mountain to become a disciple, to gain enlightenment and practice, and then I was immersed in the world of mortals, and experienced life and death. I really don't know whether I fell in love at that time. After all, the past is gone, and grudges are hard to pursue. I only know that I entered the three thousand worlds to seek the truth again, just to change my fate with you."
"But I can't lie to you and say that it doesn't matter what you look like. Because your two souls are separated now, and it's the other half of your soul that makes me truly understand love in this life, and it's the other half of your soul that is deeply trapped in it."
So don't say I don't care. Be it Mo Changyuan, Luo Mingchuan, senior brother or junior brother, in this life and the past, I only have you.
What is the great way? Nothing is as good as you.
The stars gradually sank, and the moon moved westward, away from the window.
After an unknown amount of time, the man said, "I understand."
Just this one sentence, then he broke the barrier and walked out.
Yin Biyue heard a faint cracking sound in the air, took a few steps back, and sat dejectedly in front of the bed.
He didn't know if what he did was right or not, and whether this confession hurt the other person.
After a moment, the candle outside lit up again.
Steady footsteps sounded, Yin Biyue raised his eyes, and saw that the person who had left had returned.
She opened her arms to him, the candlelight illuminating the gentle smile in her eyes.
There was no mistaking the familiar scent. Yin Bi tried to hug the other person back.
“Senior Brother…”
Long time no see.
Luo Mingchuan held the person in his arms, his voice a little hoarse.
"I'm back."
This wasn't the first time they slept on the same bed.
Without any embarrassment, the two of them lay down together naturally. After turning off the lights, closing the windows, and lowering the bed curtains, Yin Biyue changed to a comfortable position, and put his arms around his senior brother's waist, thinking he was very domineering.
I can't help but think that it seems that it is urgent to register and merge the nationality, otherwise it would be too unfair to my senior brother to have no name or status.
The chest against which his cheek was pressed shook slightly, and Luo Mingchuan's voice rang out above his head.
"The time has come. I will go into seclusion tomorrow."
"Wait for an opportunity, and the two will merge." Master Wuwang once said so.
So there was no need for any extra explanation, Yin Biyue also understood the meaning.
It’s so fast.
"This matter is dangerous and unpredictable. Let's go and get married tomorrow."
"This can't be done carelessly. I'll make arrangements after I come out of seclusion. I also need to make a dress, send out invitations, and have Cangya open the gates to host a three-day banquet for all my friends and guests..."
"They are all excuses. After the union, our destiny is connected. You are afraid that something unexpected will happen during your retreat and it will implicate me, right?"
Luo Mingchuan was speechless. Junior Brother was slow in some aspects, but in most cases he was very smart and could not be concealed.
Yin Biyue looked up at him and said angrily, "If you are afraid of these, then what are we doing as Taoist companions?"
Luo Mingchuan immediately patted the man on the back and said, "I was wrong." He suddenly laughed, "You seem to be in good spirits again. It seems that making you angry is a good thing..."
Yin Biyue thought about it and said, "Maybe it's because I want to be a citizen of the same nationality as you."
Or maybe too many things happened tonight, and they were all things that affected my mood.
Luo Mingchuan's voice sank. "Do you believe what he said?"
“…That makes some sense.”
"Then let's try it?"
Just as Yin Biyue was about to ask, "What to try?", the phrase "When you are well fed and warm, you will think about sex" popped up in his mind, causing his breathing to become disordered.
Wait, this can't really be what he thinks.
Suddenly, a few strands of hair brushed his cheek, making him feel a little itchy. The starlight was blocked, and Luo Mingchuan leaned down, holding his hand and pressing him under him. There was a dark tide in his eyes, as if there was light.
They exchanged a long kiss.
Unlike the previous superficial kisses, or the resolute and fierce kisses dominated by one party, this kiss was deep and lingering.
Yin Biyue didn't close his eyes, and looked straight into Luo Mingchuan's eyes. It was as if he wanted to carve the person into his heart.
As he responded awkwardly, he felt as if his lips, tongue, limbs and bones were all soaked in warm water, soft and weak.
My vision gradually blurred, my mind became drowsy and I wanted to say something, but all I could make was a vague whimper. Like a helpless little animal.
Sparks exploded in the wilderness, and the whole area was ablaze for thousands of miles. The east wind passed through overnight, and the flowers and trees bloomed one after another.
…
When he was on the verge of collapse, Yin Biyue heard a low and hoarse voice in his ear, which seemed to be smiling, "Junior brother, you see, you are aroused, but a true immortal has no desire."
"Don't blame me. I was just afraid that before I could come out of seclusion, you would completely become a person without desires and pure."
"If there's one thing in this world that I'm truly afraid of, it's probably losing you."
He was no longer able to think about the meaning of the words, and just struggled unconsciously, "Brother, I feel uncomfortable..."
The gentleman who was usually gentle as jade suddenly became tough and said, "Call me by my name."
"Luo Mingchuan, Luo Mingchuan..."
******
Yin Biyue woke up completely at noon the next day.
The fresh sunlight of early spring shines into the house, and tiny dust particles float in the light.
The faces of the two people were reflected in the water mirror. He sat in front of the old desk, and Luo Mingchuan stood behind him, tying his hair for him.
The silver-white hair slipped from the slender fingers and was divided into two parts, half tied up and half let down.
Luo Mingchuan looked at the person in the mirror and smiled bitterly, "Are you angry?"
It's normal to be angry, it's your fault in the first place.
Yin Biyue came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, "I'm just wondering, Senior Brother, how did you do it..."
It is clear that my realm is improving rapidly and my mind is as firm as a rock. How can the Galan pupil technique easily confuse me? When the Demon Lord wanted to use the technique before, wasn't I able to detect it in an instant?
Luo Mingchuan felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this.
"Because you trust me. You have no defenses against me."
And I took advantage of your trust. It's as simple as that.
Very disappointed.
The water mirror suddenly shattered, turning into mist that drifted away like smoke. The jade comb in his hand broke into two pieces, sticking in his palm.
Until the white-haired young man turned around and showed a long-lost smile,
"very nice."
Luo Mingchuan thought he had heard it wrong, "What?"
Yin Biyue sighed, "If I had known that this would solve all the problems, why would I bother with this..."
If the method was not too embarrassing, I would really like to write a letter to tell the dean. I don't think he can think of this method even after reading all the books.
Yin Biyue stood up, and smoothed his brother's collar in a romantic and gentle manner, "Thank you for your hard work, brother. I can at least hold on until you come out of seclusion."
He finally felt the kindness of this world, and was filled with the joy of seeing spring come to life.
It is better to have a spring breeze than to forget about love.
It's beautiful.
Luo Mingchuan was stunned.
How should I explain to my junior fellow apprentice that in this kind of situation, he is the one who is at a disadvantage?
So he sighed.
Yin Biyue immediately became nervous, "Senior Brother?"
Luo Mingchuan took him out through the door.
The grass and trees in early spring sprout and grow wildly, and the tender green color is immersed in the mist that lingers all year round.
Spring is late, and the flowers and trees are lush.
"I just think that I am lucky to have you in my life."
I don't know when a few wild cherry trees grew in the yard. They were still tender and short, and the delicate flower buds trembled in the wind.
Yin Biyue stood beside the tree and smiled, "What kind of favor do you have? You wasted all your cultivation under the sword of Linyuan, and entered the reincarnation again to seek a turnaround; while I destroyed my way and cultivated myself again to experience many lives..."
"The joy of traveling with you today is all earned by you and me finding a way out of poverty and changing our fate."
Even many years later, Luo Mingchuan still remembered this scene.
*******
When the weather turns warmer, flowers and trees grow on Cangya Mountain, and the grass grows and birds fly.
Blue birds came from all over the place on the east wind, bringing different news.
Liu Qishuang received the letter from Duan Chongxuan from Beilu.
The letter was very long. The first three pages were all about asking the senior sister to convey greetings to everyone, from greetings about practice to food and drink. The last four pages described his recent situation, mainly complaining about the dry air in the imperial city and that Luan Er had been eating more and more recently, so that after his phantom form shrank, he became as fat as a dumpling.
Not a word about serious matters.
Yan Xing guessed that it was probably because he had become an emperor and could not show his emotions on his face, nor could he talk much. He had been holding it in for so long that he became a little abnormal.
"Poor Old Five."
Yin Biyue laughed after reading it, "I'll have to trouble you to write a reply, Senior Sister."
Liu Qishuang nodded, "No need to bother."
Jun Yu said, "Just reply that everything is fine."
Yin Biyue said, "Big Brother, you might as well reply a few more words. Fifth Junior Brother will definitely be delighted to read it."
But in my heart, I am more than just happy. If the chatterbox sees that "the senior brother actually speaks in long sentences", he will be so happy that he will celebrate the New Year.
Jun Yu's cold expression showed a bit of nervousness, the knuckles of his fingers holding the sword turned slightly white, and he frowned as if he was studying hard for enlightenment, "Then I'll add one more sentence..." He thought seriously, "It's really good. Don't worry."
Yan Xing almost laughed out loud.
Yin Biyue gave a long reply, which was unusual for her. "Sister, please tell him that I have become a citizen and have registered at the Cangya Ancestral Hall. Senior Brother accepted the gift on behalf of the master. Senior Brother Luo and I have made a blood contract. From now on, we will have a family. When Senior Brother Luo comes out of seclusion, we will travel around the world and will probably visit him in Beilu..."
Yan Xing seemed to understand something and also replied in a long voice.
Liu Qishuang wrote them down one by one.
Yin Biyue sighed in his heart. Fifth Junior Brother had witnessed the life-and-death battle between Senior Sister and Jade Palace Master. With his insight, he must have sensed that Senior Sister was in a different state of mind. That was why he wrote long letters back regularly.
In order to let my sister think about other things, do other things, instead of copying Taoist scriptures in her room all day, I wrote so much in my busy schedule, which is really a good intention.
He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian received a letter from Qu Duiyan.
The girl's handwriting was still beautiful, but her strokes were more majestic. Three long and eloquent pages said that the reconstruction of Lianjian and the surrounding towns and villages was nearing completion, and the construction of the sect was back on track. In the second half of the year, the sect would be open to recruit new disciples. Her Moon-Grabbing Sword had already gained seven points of true meaning. If her parents were still alive, they would definitely tell their relatives and friends about it.
Most importantly, she was preparing to confess her love for the third time in her life.
He Yanyun was so scared that she ate two roast chickens, and Ruan Xiaolian performed a set of Mountain-Reversing Punch before she calmed down.
"I said you should write it! Tell her not to act rashly. After all, she is now the sect leader. Her every move affects the reputation of the sect, so she must not be impulsive. Let her calm down. It would be best if we could find time to meet. We can discuss important matters together and make plans before taking any action..."
As He Yanyun spoke, Ruan Xiaolian wrote quickly.
"Finally, by the way, who is that unlucky... well, cross out unlucky, the handsome and unparalleled person she mentioned?"
He Yanyun really couldn't figure out which sect or which aristocratic family's disciple could be so powerful that he could conquer the number one beauty Qu Duiyan so quietly.
Especially since this beauty has the entire Lianjian behind her and she controls half of Zhonglu.
"How did she fall into it so quickly? The whole paper is full of determination and anxiety to marry you, but there is no sign at all... Is it that everyone is doing big things quietly now? Just like my senior brother and Senior Brother Yin, who got married without saying a word?"
Ruan Xiaolian put down her pen, rolled up the letter and put it into a small bamboo tube, then tied it up for Qingniao. "Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Yin are in special situations. They are in a state of mind now and have many thoughts that are far beyond our ability to guess... As for the cigarettes, she is always so anxious. I should send her a lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken. Maybe she will forget about getting married after eating it."
He Yanyun thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, let's not send it. I hope she can get married soon, so that we can have four of us and play mahjong..."
"You're afraid that I'll send it to her and you won't have anything to eat, right?"
He Yanyun was very honest, "Yes, I am."
The author has something to say: Yin Biyue: Am I not the top?
Scum Paper: You have this illusion because your senior brother is very gentle and restrained and because Jinjiang cracks down on him severely. Yin Biyue: No regrets!
Scum Paper: But your senior brother can't always defeat the producer, and it's impossible for him to never race. Yin Biyue: QAQ
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