Seal Cultivation for Self-Improvement

Yu Qiu went straight along the direction of Xiao Chunmian’s departure, but Xiao Chunmian’s Yu Jian’s speed was very fast. In Qiu Qiu, there was no such thing as a flying instrument. After being delayed, it’s impossible to live and die. Pulled closer.

Yu Qiu took a deep breath and let himself sink his heart. Xiao Chunmian’s figure has long since left his vision. He must now calm down and be able to capture some of the breath left by the other side.

They chased the time of Jomo’s half-baked tea in this way, and Yu Qiu suddenly felt that Xiao Chunmian had stopped.

Yu Qiu’s spirit is full of enthusiasm.

The breath of Xiao Chunmian disappeared instantly without a trace.

Yu Qiu ran.

He rushed to the place where Xiao Chunmian disappeared. When he arrived, he could not find the other person anyway. He finally didn't know which direction Chun Xiaomian was going to run in.

Yu Qiu slowly stopped in the air and landed on the ground.

He did not feel any breath of fighting, and did not feel the danger at all. It should be that Xiao Chunmian discovered that he was chasing after him and he had concealed his breath.

To cover it so cleanly, should it be specially prepared for the instruments or spells that will gather? By the way, Fu can also do it, but the time limit of Fu Xi is limited, and the gas-filling stage of the refining base can last for a half hour.

Yu Qiu, according to his still painful brain, found a stump and let himself sit down and wanted to take a rest.

But because of the restlessness, the souls that have been dry up are really inefficient.

Sitting in the autumn, he gradually bent down his back and covered his hair with both hands.

He can't tell what kind of mood he is now, frustrated? anger? sorrow? Still disappointed? Under these extremely negative emotions, Yu Qiu An quietly waited for this one and a half hours, and then found nothing.

Perhaps Xiao Chunmian is not using a gas-filled character. Perhaps Xiao Chunmian has already ran far away in this many hours. In short, he could not find him in autumn, and he could not find it.

Yu Qiu stood up from the stump and kicked a stone at the foot of the foot. He wanted to swear, but he didn't know what to do.

"Is that all right?" He bit his teeth and pointed at the heavenly question. "Are you thinking about it? Is it like this? You want this result?"

Naturally no one responded.

After a long while, Yu Qiu lowered his finger. "Good." He said it several times in a row. "Good, good, good." When these words fell in one syllable and one syllable, the face of Yu Qiu’s face finally gradually Calm, and finally calm as if there has not been a wave of waves.

He received a briefing from Xu Hong, and Xu Hong had already taken the high step back from the cold and returned to Xuanyangzong.

Then Yu Qiu stayed in the same place for a while, finally shook his head slightly, and also flew in the direction of Xuanyangzong.

Before leaving, he looked at the stake, revealing a bitter smile, and asked to himself: End?

What is over?

Yu Qiu can't say it.

Just as when he finally arrived at Xuanyangzong, he heard that Xiaochunmian did not return. He couldn’t tell why he knew it would have been so long ago. His heart was still so lost.

Yu Qiu waited for a few days in Xuanyang Zong, and finally couldn't help but ask Xu Hong to help introduce the common master of Xu Hong's Xiao Chunmian, Jian Xiu Zhao.

"You don't have his voice?" Zhao Wei was a lover who didn't care, and licked his neck. "This is normal, and I don't have his voice."

"Zhao Shishu." Yu Qiu gritted his teeth. "Have he contacted you? He has been away from Zongmen for so long. He is also too... too worried about the teacher."

"The disciples at this stage, down the mountain and more experience, is also a reason." Zhao Xiao smiled, "What can be worried? Every monk should be responsible for himself, as long as it is his own decision, others So much to do? Even if he died outside, he also asked for himself."

Even if I knew that Zhao Yusheng’s apprentice was like a sheep in the early autumn, I saw him really so arrogant.

In desperation, Yu Qiu had to retire first, and then think of another way.

At this time, Xiao Chunmian is actually not too far away from Xuanyangzong.

He returned to... the original place.

Yulian County.

Xiao Chunmian found the house where he had lived for more than ten years. He looked up at the vigorous and powerful "Xiaofu" above the house door. After a while, he walked in and walked all the way to the room that once belonged to him. Turning over the roof, it was untied that the body was covered with the hidden clothes.

When he was first accepted as an apprentice by Zhao Wei, Zhao Wei asked him to pick a weapon, and he picked this trace.

Xiao Chunmian looked at the thin smile in his hand: As early as that time, he was ready for this day.

He had known for a long time that he would one day leave Yuqiu so suddenly, and he would definitely find him in autumn, and he must not be found. Because he already knew that Yu Qiu was his heartache, and if he wanted to build a foundation, he could not solve the heartache. But before that, how hard he tried to avoid this day.

Xiao Chunmian stood up and walked on the roof, looking at everything in Xiaofu.

He found his aunt. The mad woman, it seems that there is not much difference when Xiaochun sleeps. But the boy around her who was only ten years old, she grew up in the past two years.

Xiao Chun, the younger brother born to her aunt. He took her hand and tried to teach her to practice.

"Mother, look good, this is going to come like this."

"Not like this, it is!"

"Oh, mother, you are so stupid!"

"If you are stupid, you will be stupid! Anyway, it is stupid!" The aunt had a temper like a child, and the ink was everywhere. "I don't learn! Don't learn!"

Chun Yu was smashed with ink, and he was so anxious that he jumped half a squatting foot. After a long time, he went on, and like a small adult, he tried to re-enable his mother.

Xiao Chunmian looked at the scene on the roof, but the corner of his mouth pulled a smile. It’s not a smile that is touched by warmth, but a kind of laugh that comes from both eyes.

In the evening, my father came back from the outside and hugged him in the spring, praised him for his good performance today.

The family is happy.

Xiao Chunmian has been watching on the roof.

In addition to the servants who have been blessed by the joys of Xiaochun, occasionally speaking in the most remote corners, there is no trace in the house to show that there is still a so-called big son, even the room he once owned is now piled up. It is full of debris.

But Xiao Chunmian stayed in this home for a few days, but felt comfortable every day.

This kind of joy can prove that his choice to leave is correct, and he can remind him of what he used to be. He doesn't care if anyone still remembers him. Anyway, he doesn't really like anyone.

Everything he used to do was just to make more people happier.

This motivation is very subtle. It seems that you can dig out a lot of deeper motives, such as wanting to see others change because of yourself, such as seeing others unfortunately suffering, such as hoping to be grateful, but for Xiaochunmian, this The words represent the most literal meaning.

Just as some people will like to see other people's misfortunes, Xiao Chunmian will feel the most direct pleasure because of the happiness of others.

Therefore, Xiao Chunmian has never been a normal good person, not even a normal person. He is an extremely selfish guy, but he is too selfish. He used to have no hobbies, no interest, no favorite people, no care, and only a strong pleasure when seeing others' happiness. For a long time, this was the only way to make him feel happy. It’s just because of this that he will take the initiative to sacrifice his own for the sake of making others happy – after all, he doesn’t care.

He is only committed to making himself feel more comfortable and more enjoyable.

For example, at this time, a carriage on the street outside was suddenly turned sideways. A young child stood by the carriage and looked at the shadows that had enveloped the moment and was so stupid that he did not know how to hide. The child’s mother was shopping at another booth and saw that the scene screamed and rushed past, but it was too late.

Xiao Chunmian wore a trace of clothes, sat on the wall, raised his hand a little. The carriage suddenly stopped halfway down, as if it had hit a transparent wall, and then a gust of wind blew, and the carriage was directly blown back.

The mother finally put her child in her arms and hugged into a group and burst into tears.

The driver and the person sitting in the carriage are also shocked. I only feel grateful when I come back.

No one knows that Xiao Chunmian has saved all of this, but Xiao Chunmian has to feel surprisingly happy, and he is so happy that he will pick up the song. The happiness that I once felt desperately to feel, after having the power, is such a painstaking effort.

In the beginning, he didn't want to pursue power for this reason!

The former Xiao Chunmian is so pure, so direct, so unrequited. Because this used to be his only source of happiness, the only pursuit. After becoming a sword repair that needs to go forward, he is like a duck, and he is climbing up.

Xiao Chunmian supported his chin with his back and licked his head to reveal a pure smile.

He recovered his initial heart.

Just at the moment when this smile was just revealed, it condensed on his face.

Because a figure flew over the Yulian County.

"Spring sleep!" Yu Qiu yelled with the voice that only the monk could hear. "Spring sleep! Are you here? Spring sleep! Don't hide! I feel it! Just the aura fluctuation is you! Spring sleep! Come out! It’s been so long! Enough! Spring sleep...”

Xiao Chunmian bit his teeth, and more forcefully tightened the hidden clothes on his body. The instruments sent by Zhao Wei are extremely powerful, and it is impossible to find them under the condensate.

Yu Qiu has been shouting for a long time, shouting later, the voice is a little dumb, and finally finally quiet down.

He only hovered there, his face showing the expression of disappointment or expectation, and waited for a long time.

Xiao Chunmian lowered his head and did not look at him because he did not dare to look at it.

"Ha..." and then started laughing in autumn, "haha..."

When Yu Qiu smiled and left, Xiao Chunmian released the hands clinging to the hidden clothes and rubbed the sweat from the palms. He breathed a sigh of relief, but the pleasures that filled the hearts of the past were nothing left.

- This is his heartache.

Xiao Chunmian showed a smile on his head, but it was a smile.

He pursued the power all the way with the purest motive. The appearance of Yu Qiu unexpectedly opened a way in his way.

Therefore, Xiao Chunmian could not build a foundation.

He always knew why he couldn't build a foundation.

The existence of Yu Qiu, Xiao Chunmian's own desire for autumn, makes his pursuit no longer pure, so it becomes a huge heartache.

A sword repair can't have two attachments, because Jian Xiu, who is in a situation where he can't choose, will stop.

- If you can build the foundation by other means, can you not give up this heartache? Therefore, Xiao Chunmian used to work hard and tried to find those wicked roads, just to avoid the right path of fighting against the heart. No matter what, as long as you can increase the chances of building a little bit of foundation. As long as he can let him build this foundation with his heartache, everything is fine.

But repeated failures tell him... Jian Xiu must learn to give up.

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