The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 In the dreamland where the two are connected, the restaurant is in a private room.

　　 Yang Jian put down his hands, Liu Ya opened her eyes, and then felt too embarrassed, and couldn't help but leaned on the table, looking at Yang Jian with a pair of watery eyes.

　　 "Brother Yang Jian..."

　　 Yang Yan sighed: "I know where your problem with the cultivation of Taoism is."

　　 "Huh?" Liuya blinked, waiting for Yang Jian to explain.

　　 It seems that this problem that has plagued her for hundreds of years is already a trivial matter after Yang Jian's prying into her mind.

　　 After all, it is too shameful to show my heart to the ‘related’ people without reservation.

　　 Yang Jian raised his hand and wrote the word ‘I’ out of thin air in front of her.

Liuya's face blushed, and she whispered: "Brother Yang Jian...Although I have these thoughts that I shouldn't have, I haven't affected my practice because of them. I know you don't have those thoughts about me, and I am just you. The dirty little cheat I saved..."

　　 "I mean, you yourself! The word'I', think about it from the perspective of Tao!"

　　 Yang Jian was quickly defeated, and quickly cut off her words.

　　 Six girls covered her face with her hands, and it took a long time before she secretly glanced at Yang Jian.

"I?"

　　 She calmed her mind and began to think about the meaning of Yang Jian's words.

　　 "Ah," Yang Jian said on the side, "This way is very Tao, this body is yourself. Liu Ya, you have your own way, maybe it is similar to the profound meaning of the six realms of reincarnation, but it is different from the profound meaning of the six realms of reincarnation."

"After entering the second half of the sword test, you began to modify your own way into six reincarnations due to the traces left by Houtu Empress, and then you want to suppress your own way and let yourself concentrate on practicing six reincarnations... …"

　　 "This is actually a bit of a waste of money."

　　 As soon as Yang Jian’s words fell, Liu Ya asked in a puzzled question: "But what can my Tao be if it's not six reincarnations? I am obviously her Tao fruit, which is equivalent to her reincarnation."

　　 "Does the past and this life have to be the same road?" Yang Jian asked with a smile, Liu Ya couldn't help being taken aback.

"It's like, I used a single sword in my previous life, and I like to use a spear in this life; he walks a path that I can't understand now, and the eight or nine profound arts that I am currently majoring in are far more successful. After my previous life."

　　 Yang Jian casually drew, and the phantom of the six reincarnation discs slowly emerged.

　　 "Relax and don't have any thoughts of resistance," Yang Jian said, and Liu Ya nodded gently.

　　 Then Yang Jian pointed the six reincarnation discs at Liu Ya's chest and gently pushed, Liu Ya's body trembled slightly, and a dao rhyme spread out from his body, resisting the phantom of the six reincarnation discs.

　　 "Look, your avenue is resisting the six reincarnation discs."

　　 Liuya frowned and thought.

　　 Yang Jian didn't say much, but when he clicked, he continued to pick and eat.

　　 His big dream magic is only the first level, able to construct a not too complicated dream state, drag one person into the dream state, and communicate with the other party.

　　 Soon, Liuya understood something, sighed with a complicated face, and sat down in thought.

　　 "What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

　　 Liuya replied with some loss: "It turns out that I and Niangniang are really not the same person."

　　 "Of course not," Yang Jian wanted to use the chopsticks to wake her up, but after a pause, he continued to pick up dishes.

　　 It's better to play her heartstrings less.

　　 When she was weak, helpless and lonely, Yang Jian happened to break into her world when she was a teenager. It was actually reasonable for her to rely on and cherish her.

　　 Yang Jian is not a lover, nor is he greedy and lustful. He has always regarded Liu Ya as a god-sister, and has a respect for sister Houtu.

Yang Jian said: "It is the past and present, so it should be counted as two people. Brother Chunyang fell back then, a few years ago, after he was reincarnated, I also wanted to see him, but after all, I couldn't make it. I really don't know. If I meet someone who is exactly like Brother Chunyang, do I think of him as Lu Chunyang, the Eastern Prince, or someone else..."

　　 "Brother Yang Jian, don't be sad anymore," Liu Ya proactively stretched out her hand and held Yang Jian's left hand, her eyes full of tenderness.

Yang Jian was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't directly retract his hand, just put it there naturally, letting her hold it, and smiled: "It's not sad, but that things are impermanent. When it comes to business, you can understand carefully. Knowing oneself is actually very different from the six ways of reincarnation."

　　 "Well, as soon as you reminded me, brother, I just found out."

"The way of yourself is the basis for your enlightenment in the future," Yang Jian said carefully, "There are no two exactly the same flowers in the world, and there are no two identical roads in the world. You and sister Houtu are two people, yours No matter how close the avenues are, they cannot replace each other."

"I got it……"

　　 Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, made a stretch, and broke away from her little hand without a trace.

　　 "In my dream, I was a little sleepy."

"Big Brother Yang Jian, you are running for the predecessor all day long. Why don't you take a break," Liuya whispered, "Originally, we were in the Chaos Clock, but now we are in a dream. You sleep here for a while, and you don't need to stay outside. Nothing will be delayed."

　　 Yang Jian smiled bitterly, and sighed: "I don't dare to loosen that heartstring, let's go, let's talk again when we are out of the dream."

　　 "Big Brother!" Liuya stood up suddenly, Yang Jian was a little caught off guard, she seemed to rush over desperately, fell into Yang Jian's arms, and hugged Yang Jian's neck.

　　 She pressed very hard, sobbed gently on his shoulder, making Yang Jian somewhat unbearable to push away.

　　 "Silly girl, what are you crying for, but someone bullied you?"

　　 Liu Ya's lips trembled lightly, and she raised her head slightly, staring at Yang Jian in this way.

　　 There was a little helplessness in Yang Jian's eyes, and a little intolerable.

Liuya whispered: "Big Brother, you have seen my heart, and I don't want to let myself feel bored anymore... Just treat it as a spring dream, even after waking up, you and I are still far apart, but can you... Can you not refuse me."

　　 "Liuya..."

　　 "Can you call me Qingqing? This is the name given by the teacher. I don't want to continue to be the shadow of the Houtu empress in your eyes."

　　 Yang Jian was silent, but then smiled a little, and his two hands wrapped around the waist of the jade in his arms.

　　 His initiative like this made Qingqing a little at a loss, but Yang Jian just hugged her quietly, let her long hair hang in front of him, sniffing the fragrance of her hair.

　　 "Are you pitying me?" Qing Qing muttered, this dream really became a dream.

　　 But then she smiled foolishly, tightening her arms, and sitting in the arms of this man who has missed her for thousands of years, making her feel more comfortable.

　　 She murmured: "Even if you are pitying me, I am happy. Brother Yang Jian, will you remember me, if I die in the following war."

　　 Yang Jian said solemnly: "Don't say these silly things, survive. If you and I are alive after the catastrophe, I will find you and take you back to live together."

　　 "Really?" Qing Qing was also overjoyed, her big tear-stained eyes full of light.

　　 Yang Jian sighed in his heart, but still nodded with a smile.

　　 Before he could speak more, Keren in his arms leaned forward, her lips trembling lightly, and leaned in front of him.

　　 Yang Jian didn't say much, this is a dreamland, and he will treat it as a dreamland.

He did not refuse Liuya, it should be said that he did not refuse Qingqing. In fact, it was not that he was moved by her, but the current catastrophe, the almost desperate future with no light in sight, made him really unwilling to hurt him more. One person's heart.

　　 If waiting in front of them is the slaughter of the nine most powerful men;

　　 If he and the self in his arms don't hate him, and there are also women who are a little like and close to them, they will eventually be wiped out, so why not leave her with a kind of gentle memory instead of cold rejection?

　　 The dream is slightly longer.

　　 They didn't do much, they just had skin close in their dreams, and then spent the day like mortals.

　　 go shopping holding hands, hug and watch the sunset, lying on the clean beach and counting the stars.

　　 But dreams are always dreams, and always have to wake up; after a whole day in the dream, only half an hour in the chaotic clock.

　　The place to try the sword, Liuya opened her eyes, the blush on her cheek has not disappeared, she hurriedly got up, turned her head around, but couldn't find Yang Jian's trace.

　　 She stood there in a daze, her fingers moved across her lips, and in the end she just smiled gently.

　　 sat back on the original futon, this time she was no longer anxious, no longer worrying about anything, and began to analyze her own avenues, removing all the insights that had been forcibly copied before, and her breath slowly rose.

　　 Just outside the fairy island where Liuya is, Yang Jian and Mirage nodded gently when they saw this scene.

　　 On the other hand, Zixia stared at her master's profile and couldn't help muttering a few words...

　　 "Hey, what happened in the dream just now, why is Master Liu Ya being so shy for a while, and then smiling again. Alas, I am really too shallow to understand."

　　 Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed~www.wuxiahere.com~ The Mirage Dragon Kongwu on the side also narrowed his eyes with a smile.

　　 Yang Jian glanced at his apprentice, and said calmly: "Why, you are in trouble in cultivating, do you want to be a teacher to help you?"

　　 "Okay, okay!" Zixia immediately leaned forward with joy, and shook Yang Jian's arm gently, "If it were the master, the disciple would definitely cooperate."

　　 Yang Jian suddenly lost the battle, swept his sleeves, and said: "Go out."

　　 then directly flashed people.

　　 Zixia grinned, made a face in the direction of Yang Jian's disappearance, and then mumbled softly: "Look, I won't tell the three masters."

　　 Milong smiled and said, "There are already three, don't mind the four."

"Senior, you don't know how many fairies are worried about my master." Zixia glanced at Liuya, thinking for a moment, and then a little relieved. "If it is Liuya, it is understandable. After all, Master must have a crush on Houtu. Yes, this is the reincarnation of Empress Houtu..."

　　 The mirage is also a little messy beside him.

　　 Zixia urged: "Senior, send me out quickly, I'm going to stare at Master for the ladies."

　　 "You must not guard against self-pirates," the mirage educates earnestly, and Zixia blinks, but smiles.

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