Not long after Qin Lang returned to Jinyuan, Zhao Changqing knocked on the small door. Qin Lang opened the small door and invited Zhao Changqing in. Zhao Changqing said, "Where have you gone? Brothers are all worried about you."

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Brother Changqing doesn't have to worry about me, and you shouldn't come here at this time."

Zhao Changqing sighed and said, "You are worried that I will be implicated, and you and my brothers will share life and death. Although my foolish brother has no ability, he is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and fears death."

Qin Lang said: "Brother Changqing, you must know that this is not your business alone."

Zhao Changqing then realized that Qin Lang was afraid that his visit would implicate the eight academies. He whispered: "It was Mr. Lu who asked me to see you."

Qin Lang nodded. In fact, he didn't want to go to Babu Academy at this sensitive moment. Since Lu Buyao invited him to go there, it proved that there must be something extremely important. With Lu Buyao's vision, he would not be unable to see through the situation.

Qin Lang said: "What order does Mr. Lu have?"

Zhao Changqing said: "Mr. Lu asked me to remind you not to forget to worship King Qing."

Qin Lang's heart moved and nodded, "I understand."

King Qing was buried in the pagoda forest of Dabaoen Temple. In the afternoon of that day, Qin Lang went to the pagoda forest of Dabaoen Temple. Even if it was to pay homage, there were still warriors following him. Qin Lang had become accustomed to coming to the place where King Qing buried his bones, arranged the sacrifices he brought and lit the paper money. He should have come with Long Xixi, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly encounter such a disaster. Now Long Xixi doesn't know where to hide? I don't know if she is safe. Qin Lang thinks about it and becomes more and more melancholy.

When the cold wind blew, a familiar voice suddenly came from Qin Lang's ears: "Alang!"

Qin Lang initially thought that he had auditory hallucinations, but when the second sound came, he confirmed that this was Long Xixi. Long Xixi used the Jueying Tongtian cloak to quietly come to him and knelt down. The two were close at hand, and their hearts were filled with attachment to each other, wishing they could not hug each other tightly, but even such a simple wish was difficult to realize.

Long Xixi said: "You don't have to talk, listen to me."

Qin Lang nodded and stretched out his fingers to write a word on the ground.

When Long Xixi saw the words on the ground, two lines of tears fell silently, like two dew drops falling from the sky, falling on the ground and quickly soaked in the soil. He sorted out the sorrow in his heart and said softly: "Alang, I was harmed by a traitor. The emperor's death has nothing to do with me."

Qin Lang wrote in the burning ashes: "Go together."

Long Xixi sighed quietly and said, "Thanks to this cloak from Baiyu Palace, otherwise I would have died in Yongchun Garden. You can't leave. If you leave, no one will be able to make me clear. I will be charged with the crime of regicide forever. Your current situation is very dangerous. If you want to get out of the predicament, you can only cut off your relationship with me."

Qin Lang wrote a word "No".

Long Xixi said: "I know you love me and love me in your heart, but I can't implicate you. I have written a divorce letter for you. Just copy it. In short, I have divorced myself, not you have divorced me. If you have a chance in the future, you will meet you and I will be together. As long as you still remember me, I, Long Xixi, will be your wife for the rest of my life."

Qin Lang's nose felt sour and almost shed tears, and he wrote on the ashes again - No!

Long Xixi said: "Don't act voluntarily when the disaster is coming. You haven't got the Yin-Yang Wuji Picture yet. If you want to get that picture, you need to get the help of Baiyu Palace. Baiyu Palace is kind-hearted and affectionate with you very much. After so long, I have always seen it. Long Shixiang is dead. She is the future empress of Dayong. You can only survive by marrying her. You may not be able to overcome that hurdle in your heart for a while. Don't feel sorry for me. If there is no such thing, I plan to promote your marriage with her. Instead of letting you two secretly hook up, it's better to let her be a concubine for you and serve us two."

Qin Lang wanted to laugh when he heard her say this.

Long Xixi said: "Are you very happy? It's a pity that I can't accompany you for the time being. I want to find my master. The person who led me into Yongchun Garden that night was not her. All the sects lurking in Wanhualou of the Holy Light Sect were killed. Only by finding the master can the truth be found, so I will definitely come back."

Qin Lang put his hand on the ground and felt Long Xixi's gentle and tender little hand fall on the back of his hand. Neither of them spoke. They felt the warmth of each other's skin. They all knew in their hearts that they would not know when they would meet again this time.

After a long time, Long Xixi said: "You don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. It's just that I need to borrow this token of love given to you by Baiyu Palace for a while."

Qin Lang couldn't bear to leave her, but he had to accept the reality that must be separated. He wrote on the ashes - Who harmed you?

Long Xixi said: "Xiao Zixuan, I don't know what relationship she has with my master. She seems to be quite afraid of my master. If I guess correctly, she should be a member of the Holy Light Sect. The master arranged her in the palace to find the Yin-Yang Wuji Picture."

Qin Lang heard the footsteps behind him and turned around and saw several monks walking towards him in the distance. Long Xixi said, "Alang, I'm leaving. You don't have to look for me. When the storm comes, I will naturally come to you."

Qin Lang drew two hearts on the ashes and another arrow that passed through the two hearts.

Long Xixi forced herself to hold back her tears and got up and left.

Qin Lang cleaned up the ashes to avoid being discovered by others.

Several monks stopped, and only Kong Hai, who was in the middle, continued to walk towards Qin Lang. Qin Lang calmly finished cleaning the scene.

Kong Hai clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor Qin came to worship Senior Brother Kong Dharma?"

Qin Lang said: "I disturb Master Konghai's practice."

Kōkaido: "I have always wanted to invite donor Qin to come and discuss the Dharma, but unfortunately I have never had the chance." His eyes fell on the pagoda and he said softly: "This is different from the world."

Qin Lang said: "I will clean up."

Kokai said: "Donor Qin misunderstood the meaning of me. My master meets you."

Qin Lang nodded. He had never seen Master Yichan since he came back. He originally wanted to pay homage to King Qing today and not disturb anyone to leave quietly, but unexpectedly he met Kōhai.

It was not accidental that Kong Hai came, but Master Yichan asked him to invite Qin Lang over.

Qin Lang sorted out his clothes and went to see Master Yichan with Kong Hai. Before leaving, he looked back at the pagoda. He believed that Long Xixi must be hiding somewhere in the Talinum and looked at him quietly. At this moment, Long Xixi's eyes must be filled with tears. The saddest thing in the world is separation from life and death. A pair of people who love each other so much have to face the reality of separation. It is so cruel, but they have to accept it.

After confirming that Long Xixi was safe, Qin Lang's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. He fled Yongdu with Long Xixi. From then on, he could have been together day and night, but Long Xixi might not be able to accept such a life. Her personality and experience decided not to have anything happened before, and she could not let go of this grudge.

Even if he walks with her, he cannot recover his soul and spirits. His life will be short-lived. He must face reality and challenges and stay in Yongdu.

There is a stone house in the northeast corner of Tallinn. Master Yichan was waiting for Qin Lang in the stone house. The snow around the stone house had not melted, and the exposed ground was full of brown dead leaves.

Master Yichan sat in front of the stone house, cooking a pot of tea with a red mud stove on the flat stones in front of him. The orange-red stove licked the teapot that had been blackened, and the fragrance of tea drifted in the air with the white steam.

Kong Hai stopped and signaled Qin Lang to go over.

Qin Lang came to Master Yichan and said respectfully: "Qin Lang meets Master!"

Master Yichan said to Qin Lang with kind eyes: "Sit!"

Qin Lang looked at it and found that there was only the stone opposite him, so he sat down on the stone. He felt a little strange. This Zen master's life is simple enough. Dabaoen Temple is so big, why don't you find a Zen room to stay here and have to suffer here?

Master Yichan said, "I asked you to come here because I want to apologize to you in person." He put his hands together and bowed deeply to Qin Lang. Qin Lang hurriedly returned the favor: "Master is so serious, I can't bear it."

Master Yichan said: "King Qing came to Dabaoen Temple to become a monk. I took him as a disciple. I did not fulfill my teaching responsibilities, and even his life could not be protected. I felt deeply guilty, so I decided to live in this stone house in the Talin Forest for a year, and recite scriptures for the emptiness every day."

Qin Lang secretly sighed that Master Yichan was a serious person, and this approach was more like a kind of self-abuse.

Master Yichan picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, held it in the void with his hands, and one of the cups of tea rose slowly and slowly came to Qin Lang. Qin Lang took the cup of tea in the void with both hands, and secretly praised in his heart that Master Yichan's cultivation was unfathomable, at least at least sixth grade.

Qin Lang took a sip of the tea ceremony: "Good tea!"

Master Yichan said: "Tea tasting is actually a state of mind. If I get along with the donor in another place, I am afraid that the best tea in the world will not taste it."

Qin Lang said: "What happened cannot be changed. My father-in-law was killed and he could not be resurrected by death. I can only pray for him, hoping that his life will be smooth and not have to suffer hardships. My wife was framed and had to leave her hometown and go to the end of the world. But I know that our separation is only temporary and will meet again one day. For me, every day I pass, I am close to reunion with her. As long as my life is full of hope, I am happy."

Master Yichan thought for a long time, and he tasted a sip of tea, but it was bitter in the tea. He wanted to persuade Qin Lang to let go, but he could not understand the hope in Qin Lang's mouth. The hope in Qin Lang's mouth was precisely his attachment to the world, but what he said was to let go of the troubles of worldly affairs. When he heard Qin Lang's words, he felt that there was no need to speak.

Qin Lang said: "Does the master know what happened in the palace?"

Master Yichan said: "I am a person outside the world. I can't control the outside world's affairs and don't want to."

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Does the master really think that Dabaoen Temple is a pure land that is not contaminated by the earthly world?"
Chapter completed!