After rebirth, I and the ghosts and gods hand-slashed the white moonlight

Although Lu Xueyuan didn't know why, looking at his cold face at this moment, he knew that she seemed to have said the wrong thing. She put down her arms and said hesitantly: "You...don't mind, I am the master's leader."

The big ones are...not as big as...my mother's."

Ming Yi didn't seem surprised by this answer, nor was she very satisfied. Her cold eyes made her feel the temperature of her body drop sharply. It took a long time before she replied: "I know."

Lu Xueyuan was nervous and embarrassed at the moment, and her heart was beating like a rabbit. She found out why every time she saw this person, she always made mistakes unconsciously, and it was a little unnatural. It was better to lift the ban as soon as possible, and it was rare. Thinking like this

Suddenly he found that the person was still opposite him, so he swallowed hard, lowered his head, and looked around carefully.

Only then did she feel that there seemed to be some kind of spiritual power flowing in the warm pool water. There was also a faint herbal fragrance in the rising white mist, which mixed with the fragrance of pine and cypress on the man's body. It smelled very good.

She couldn't help but take several puffs. The wounds on her body seemed to be slowly healing, and she became clearer and clearer.

"Does it hurt?" Ming Yi suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"You said you killed the golden beast last time? Well, it doesn't hurt anymore." Lu Xueyuan waved his hands as he spoke, his little face shaking like a rattle.

"Why don't you use the golden cicada clothes I gave you?"

"It was a critical situation, and... I didn't know how to use it."

Lu Xueyuan said as he held the golden ball in his sleeve in his palm and looked at Ming Yi with a puzzled expression.

Ming Yi lowered his eyes and looked at her, seemingly helpless, "Look carefully, I will only teach you once."

Ming Yi said as he used his spiritual power with both hands, he saw a flash of golden light, a golden ball blooming like a flower, and then a golden silk cicada with flowing spiritual power fell on Lu Xueyuan, the light was shining and dazzling.

Lu Xueyuan touched the golden clothes wrapped around her body, her eyes filled with surprise and joy. Thinking that such a beautiful thing could withstand swords and sticks for her, a warm current passed through her heart.

"Thank you." She smiled warmly and her eyes were full of sincerity.

Ming Yi's eyes looked at her with a trace of confusion, and then he said in a low voice: "No need, you deserve it."

"I'm talking about the lotus pond." This time it was Lu Xueyuan's turn to laugh secretly, extending his thumb to him and then turning it upside down.

"Ha." Ming Yi chuckled, not noticing her little cleverness, and then his smile suddenly stopped. Maybe it was because of the mist in the lotus pond, but Lu Xueyuan always felt that there was something crystal clear in his eyes.

Flashing.

"The Lotus Hot Spring has its own healing effect. As long as you stay there for enough time, it can repair the pain and replenish the spiritual energy. Next, I have a story, do you want to hear it?"

Lu Xueyuan nodded, then raised his hands and said: "When Master Ghosts and Gods tell stories, I am naturally all ears. After all, my life is in your hands. Don't tell me just one story, even a thousand. I want to hear it too."

Ming Yi chuckled, "You said so." Then his eyes were deep and he said seriously:

"There once was a child who always wanted to be praised by adults, but his father and the people around him didn't like him very much. Only his mother would always give him a thumbs up and praise him when he worked hard.

He would sometimes turn his raised thumb upside down..."

Then Ming Yi recalled the scene when he was a child, playing with his mother-in-law, Yaoguang Shangxian.

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In the nine-level sky filled with fairy mist and brilliant splendor, there is a splendid palace with a remote courtyard. There is a little boy wearing brocade clothes and a golden crown who is bending over the desk to practice calligraphy, with tea being served around him.

As soon as Xian'e left, she pointed at him.

"Hey, have you heard? He is the unfavored son of the Celestial Clan."

"Yes, because the mother-in-law is not favored and even the children are not liked. She is really pitiful at such a young age."

As soon as they finished speaking, a person came in from the side hall. Yaoguang Shangxian was wearing a plain dress. She was gentle and elegant, but there always seemed to be a gloomy air between her eyebrows. She looked at the little child who was working hard at the desk and expressed her affection.

She stroked his forehead and said with a smile: "My Yi'er is so good, and his calligraphy is getting better every day!"

When the little boy saw the emaciated mother and concubine, although he didn't understand, his eyes were full of distress. He was afraid that Immortal Yaoguang would hear the gossip about the immortals again and become depressed and aggravate his condition. However, Immortal Yaoguang shook his head disapprovingly.

He shook his head and just said: "There is no need to worry about the future, we just need to do our own thing." Then he gave him a big thumbs up.

A relaxed smile finally appeared on the little boy's face. After that, the little boy studied extra hard.

Sword dancing in the corridor on a rainy day, reading in a pavilion on a starry night... In short, he thought that as long as he could do well in everything, he could win the favor of others and the heart of his father for his mother and himself. Whenever this happened,

Immortal Yaoguang would always give him a thumbs up, then smile and nod.

Unfortunately, one day the little boy had a fight with another child. He was called an illegitimate child and a dirty child. The little boy didn't understand what an illegitimate child was, but he knew it was a very bad name. As they were fighting

At the critical moment, Immortal Yaoguang arrived in time and took away the little boy. Returning to the side hall, the boy knelt in front of the hall, while his mother hugged him and cried loudly, and the original harsh reprimand turned into a low sob.

"Yer, it's my mother's fault. My mother didn't take good care of you, and you suffered a lot of grievances..."

The boy didn't say a word. He just hugged his mother tightly and looked at the portrait of his father on the table in front of him. He didn't understand why he had rarely been seen in the past few years. How important his father is to the child.

Ah! But this was how he spent his childhood dependent on his mother.

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At this point, Ming Yi seemed to be lost in memories, with a solemn expression unwilling to talk any more.

"What happened next?" Lu Xueyuan asked softly.

"Later, the mother told the little boy that he should always stick to kindness, otherwise he would fall into the abyss once evil invades. Those resentments will swallow people's hearts unwillingly and become a shackles from which they can never get rid of. But..." Ming Yi suddenly laughed.

, with warmth flowing in her eyes, "She also said that if one day, you really can't stick to your heart and need to lie, then turn over the hand that represents appreciation. The lies you tell will not hurt and will be forgiven."

Lu Xueyuan stretched out his thumb, then clasped his fingers upside down, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have such an innocent side."

Ming Yi snorted softly, and his face became serious again, as if the story he just told had nothing to do with him.

"It's not only naive, it's simply stupid. If I were me now, I would definitely kill those gossipers before discussing goodness." His voice was cold, the determination on his face was unquestionable, and he exuded a kind of self-centered power.

Aura.

Is this the ghost and god who is rumored to be cruel and cruel? Some people say that he climbed up from the netherworld and fought with thousands of evil ghosts to death. He is a ghost but is worshiped as a god. It must be very difficult to imagine. Lu Xueyuan couldn't help but stare at it.

He said in his heart.

Ming Yi glanced at his eyes and said, "If one day you find out that someone has lied to you, what will you do?"

"Kill him, whoever it is."

"Very good." Ming Yi suddenly laughed loudly, but he felt a little lonely in the lotus pond where there were only two people.

If this is really the case, I will choose never to see each other again. Lu Xueyuan picked the lotus in the pond and lowered her head to smell it. In fact, this was what she really wanted to say.

"It's your turn. I want to hear how you fought against the golden beast."

"I just got a good sword, and I don't know why it is so destined for me."

"Oh? What kind of sword can get into your eyes?"

"You probably haven't heard of it. It's a very old sword called the Gushen Sword."

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Suddenly a moment of silence came. Lu Xueyuan looked up at Ming Yi in the water. His eyes were slightly red, and the sweat beads on his face were slightly oozing from the heat, shining on both sides of his nose. When he was silent, Danfeng's eyes were still there.

She showed a little tenderness, but this tenderness was broken in an instant.

"What did you say?"

"Gu...Gu Shen Sword." Lu Xueyuan spoke carefully, for fear of saying something wrong again, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Could it be that this sword really has some origins? Why did Master and Ming Yi do what they did when they heard the name of the sword?

Such a big reaction.

"Where's the sword? Why don't you bring it?"

"Master... I confiscated it." Lu Xueyuan scratched her ear. She usually did this when answering questions that she didn't want to say. "But he said that he would return it after I pass the trial meeting."

mine."

"Don't worry, your sword won't come back."

"However, I do have a way for you to get this sword back."

"What can I do?" Lu Xueyuan said, then he raised his ears and approached him. The distance between the two people finally broke through.

After whispering in his ears for a while, Lu Xueyuan had a happy look on his face. He was about to say thank you, but was frightened away by his look.

"From now on, there will be no need to say thank you between you and me."

Lu Xueyuan raised his eyebrows in agreement, and then heard a rooster crow.

"The time has come, little girl." Ming Yi said this, but the last three words didn't seem to ring true. Just when Lu Xueyuan was about to ask, he saw his figure getting further and further away.

Lu Xueyuan stamped her feet anxiously, only to find that the whole body was no longer in the warm lotus pond, but in the endless darkness. Then a gust of wind whizzed past, she raised her arms to block it, and vaguely saw a vermilion fan not far away.

The gate glowed faintly with green light, and then a cloud of white mist rose. Lu Xueyuan leaned down and looked down. He somehow fell into a big river and was sinking slowly. "No!"...

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"No!!" Lu Xueyuan screamed and sat up from the bed, gasping for air. It took him a while to recover.

"Next time we meet, I must tell him not to be so scary every time he sends me back!" Lu Xueyuan thought to himself, then yawned and stretched, as if his body really felt much more relaxed, like

It was really a miracle that her body, which had been seriously ill for a long time, suddenly recovered. Thinking of this, she fell down and fell asleep again.