There's something wrong with my master.

Snapped!

Lin Xi reached out and pushed away the hand that was playing tricks on her face, then said something.

"Feel it carefully."

"It's just a slight change, but you should be able to feel it."

"What are you feeling?" Upon hearing this, a white light flashed in Yun Changsheng's eyes, and then he closed his eyes.

In my consciousness, on that vast and ruthless road, colorful lights were floating above the avenue.

The lights revealed a graceful woman.

Yun Changsheng glanced at the woman's figure and searched carefully.

After a while, he finally found something different on this vast white road.

He shifted his gaze and looked at the small black dot that represented all living beings.

The black spots were very small and looked almost the same.

In the eyes of Tai Shang Wang Qing, there is no distinction between high and low among all living beings, whether they are cultivators, mortals, or birds and beasts.

But when Yun Changsheng looked over, one of the black spots suddenly emitted a dim light.

The light flashed and disappeared, and a voice came out from the light.

"I want to break through the post-natal realm of martial arts as soon as possible. I don't want to be afraid of this severe cold."

Yun Changsheng's consciousness emerged. He stood in front of the light spot that looked like dust and poked it with his hand.

"interesting."

Just at that moment, he could actually sense the emotions of this gentle young man through this spot of light.

This emotion could even reach his heart.

But because it was too small, it couldn't affect him.

Just as Yun Changsheng was poking the small light spot with interest, another light spot flashed next to it.

"I want to find a man who looks just as good as Mr. Yun."

Judging from the voice, it’s the little girl Xing’er from next door.

It seems that Lin Xi's guess was correct. When this girl approached him, she was indeed a fangirl...

And in the following time, more and more light spots flashed.

Every word was conveyed to Yun Changsheng's heart through his pen.

Although these sounds are like a drop of water falling into the sea, they cannot change anything for the time being.

"I want to get better soon. I don't want to be a burden to my family or my people."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son said that we will have a happy ending after all the hardships. I hope this is true."

"Snake meat is really delicious. I hope they can encounter such a harvest again."

"I hope every member of the tribe can return safely."

“I hope that one day the river will melt and be surrounded by tall and big trees again.”

"I want to be stronger. I want to survive with my family in this damn weather."

"I want to sew some clothes for my dad. I hope I won't poke my hands while sewing. It hurts."

……

Yun Changsheng opened his eyes.

The white light in his eyes had long since dissipated, and the chirping sounds had also disappeared.

You need to listen very carefully and feel it before you can hear it again.

He looked at the pen again.

The pen is the tool he uses to make a living in the world.

Although Lin Duoduo was very rich at that time, Yun Changsheng always felt that he should be the one to support Lin Duoduo, so he opened a calligraphy and painting shop, and thus he got this pen.

In the end, this pen once again opened the way to the world.

Sometimes things in the world are so wonderful, and seem to have been predetermined.

"Should I ask everyone in the Gu tribe to write a wish?" Yun Changsheng suddenly asked.

After burning the Seven Emotions Flower, he no longer had to worry about whether Lin Xi or cultivation was more important for the past few hundred years.

When he was with Lin Xi, he could also talk naturally about the topic of breaking through the state of supreme oblivion.

Unlike before, if we talk about this topic, it might provoke a counterattack from Tai Shang Wang Qing.

"Just go with the flow." Seeing Yun Changsheng trying to raise his hand to pinch her face again, Lin Xi moved the stool and dodged with a smile.

"If you try too hard, it won't be effective."

The two chatted for a while, and the sun gradually sank as they talked.

The lantern filled with wishes was also hung up.

These teenagers are all in their early teens and should have a blank slate.

But in this winter land, they want to be the sun, to be brave, to be knights.

They are willing to sacrifice their best years for the sake of their wishes.

This is what youth is like.

It's like a broken silver bottle under the sun, reflecting the sunlight, dazzling and bright, and it only appears once in a lifetime.

The noise of playfulness gradually faded away.

Without the sun, it was very cold outside, but the group of young people who had made their wishes slept so peacefully for the first time in this cold night.

The girl who wanted to sew clothes for her father no longer pricked her hand.

Half a month later, the gentleman broke through to the acquired realm and cultivated the first trace of true qi.

There are many people whose wishes have come true, and there are also many people whose wishes have not come true.

But this is all for later.

Late at night, Lin Xi asked Li Yue to prepare a table full of delicious dishes, while he took the peach blossom wine and drank it happily.

Lin Xi was very happy, and Yun Changsheng also became very happy, because she was the only person who could affect Yun Changsheng's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

When Lin Duoduo is no longer there, she is the only one.

Li Yue also drank the peach blossom wine. She was also very happy.

Because things were finally making progress, Lin Xi wouldn't keep nagging her all day long.

I remember a few days ago, Lin Xi asked her if something went wrong, or maybe their approach was wrong.

This woman also came up with a bad idea, saying that she would stuff Yun Changsheng into Li Yue's belly and let Li Yue give birth to him.

Then, the two of them would cultivate the mother-son relationship just like Yun Changsheng did in the mortal world...

What if Tai Shang Wang Qing also has special feelings for the grace of giving birth to and raising him?

When a certain disciple heard this, he was stunned by Lin Xi’s imagination!

What scared her even more was that she actually thought it made sense!

After all, she had no way to prove that Lin Xi was wrong...

Unless you have tried it and found it doesn't work, you can then confidently tell Lin Xi whether this method is useful or not.

"When the Supreme Forgetfulness Cultivation reaches the end of the first stage, there are already sentient beings in one's heart."

"It's just that in the past, no cultivator who had cultivated the Supreme Forgetfulness would tell stories to a group of mortals like our Master did, or lend the paper and pen that he had carried with him for hundreds of years to others just like that."

Li Yue and Lin Xi clinked glasses.

A disciple looked at the clear wine in the cup and couldn't help but laughed happily.

Finally, I don’t have to worry about Lin Xi’s proposal anymore…

……

……

ps: The updates have been a bit slow these days, mainly because we are entering the finale and need to sort out the previous plots and see what holes need to be filled...

The main text of this book will be completed this month or next month.

Chapter 372 It’s time to set off (two in one)

The night passed quickly in the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms.

On the second day, a group of teenagers were waiting outside early.

Yun Changsheng was still wearing the thick dark blue cotton jacket, sitting on the stool.

In the sunshine, he continued to tell the story with Lin Duoduo.

Last time he talked about lanterns, this time he continued talking about this festival.

Various southern festivals were depicted by him.

Seeing that the teenagers didn't understand, he would occasionally pick up a pen and paper and draw a few strokes.

A festival of sacrifice.

A festival of reunion.

The new year begins, and so does the festival.

Whether it's summer or a cold winter, Southerners always find reasons to celebrate.

Sometimes the bright lights would remain on until late at night, which is unimaginable for the current Gu tribe.

If a large group of them stayed outside late at night to celebrate the festival, many people would freeze to death the next day.

"Happy events always occur in winter."

"She and I also got married in winter."

“When you first get married, you spend most of your time dreaming about the future.”

"She and I both thought the future would be colorful."

"However, after a while, I realized that doing many things every day is also very tiring."

“Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The calligraphy and painting shop closes on time and there is nothing else to do after closing. This is the best.”

"After a busy day, we have some free time. We can sit together lazily, have a meal and chat for a while."

"Let's enjoy the night breeze and talk about what interesting things happened today. Sometimes we can hear quarrels from next door, and the sound of a bunch of brats being beaten."

"What did you use to hit him?" Little girl Xing'er raised her hand and asked.

Yun Changsheng had been talking for so long, and finally he had a chance to interrupt.

So she quickly interrupted.

Yun Changsheng turned his head, glanced in her direction, and then answered.

"Brooms, bamboo sticks, sticks, and some that you can just use with your hands."

This topic brought back some bad memories for these young men, and Yun Changsheng could sense the slight fear in their hearts.

Unfortunately, the fear was very weak and their numbers were small, so it could not have much impact on him.

In the room, Lin Xi yawned lazily, then covered his head with the quilt and continued to sleep.

The expressions of those boys made her feel a little funny.

When it comes to domestic violence, she is a personal victim and it is definitely not something she plays with for fun.

When Qin Li accepted her as his disciple, there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on her body, her bones were fractured in many places, and her internal organs had suffered serious internal injuries.

If she hadn't practiced, she probably wouldn't have lived past the age of six or seven.

Yun Changsheng heard the noise in the room, thought about it, and silently changed the subject.