Gu Yanting pursed his lips, and he was full of emotions, "I can only say that some people are born with good luck, and their dead spirits can be resurrected. This kind of luck is unique, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the sons of heaven."
"Are you envious?" Xie Qian turned his head and asked, "Are you willing to let you experience the pain and despair of His Highness the Crown Prince? If you are willing, you can also get this kind of luck."
Gu Yanting opened his mouth.
He didn't want to, he felt that plainness was the real thing.
He was familiar with the story of Prince Ru. Gu Yanting also had a family he cherished, a grandfather he couldn't let go of, and so many brothers from the Yunshui Sword Sect. He couldn't cut off his love, let alone kill his own relatives with his own hands.
Although Gu Yanting has an arrogant personality and a talent for provocation, he is just a mouthful. He has never forgotten the responsibilities on his shoulders.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is finally back." Xie Qian was full of emotions. Seeing Gu Yanting cast a doubtful look, he chuckled, "There is a feeling that history has entered reality. It is very illusory, very ethereal, and somewhat unreal."
"Yeah, who would have thought of that." Gu Yanting leaned lazily against the sycamore tree and pouted, "So, what exactly is ascension? Is it an extra life? Or is it the possession of endless power."
The ascended Crown Prince was resurrected as a spirit body. Gu Yanting felt that Shen Yu's situation was no different from that of those great masters in the Tribulation and Mahayana realms who relied on their spiritual bodies to practice and gain life again.
Xie Qian's eyes were fixed on the ruins of the Yunding Heavenly Palace filled with rays of light. "Ascension is the monk's pursuit of the limit of power. It is proof that the great road is true. It is obsession. There may be other things we don't know."
What it feels like to ascend is something that only Shen Yu can probably explain.
The cool mountain breeze blew on the two of them, and Xie Qian suddenly asked, "Didn't you and my junior sister used to be at odds with each other? I look at you like a resentful woman who cannot love you. Every time you look at Shen Yu, I wish you could
Tick his paws."
Gu Yanting: "..."
He was silent for a moment and suddenly shouted: "Who do you think is complaining about women?!"
Doesn't that mean Wen Yi chose Shen Yu instead of him?
how?
Isn’t it okay to understand feelings too late?
Gu Yanting wanted to give Xie Qian two hard punches to let him know what a master in the golden elixir realm is!
He is not afraid of any powerful Nascent Soul realm.
If you can win, then fight. If you can't, then move out of the Yunshui Sword Sect to support yourself. This is not a shameful thing.
"What I mean is that no matter what thoughts you have about your junior sister, you'd better forget them completely, otherwise, you will cause endless trouble to the Yunshui Sword Sect." Xie Qian sighed, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is petty-minded.
She's very possessive, and you can't resist her."
Gu Yanting choked hard.
Ten people can see Shen Yu's possessiveness towards Wen Yi.
No need for Xie Qian to repeat it!
"I'm not afraid of him." Gu Yanting snorted coldly. He paused, "It makes you seem to know His Highness the Crown Prince very well. Why, you knew His Highness Shen... His Highness the Crown Prince a thousand years ago?"
Gu Yanting wanted to say Shen Yu's name.
But he was really worried that the lunatic would cause trouble for him, so he used the honorific title.
"As long as you study for two more years, you will understand these well-known things." Xie Qian saw that the clouds in the sky of Yunding Tiangong gradually faded, and he walked forward with his sword in hand, "Let's go, it's time to take my junior sister home."
Xie Qian had only one purpose from beginning to end: to take away Wen Yi.
...
Shen Yu, who had rebuilt his body, let go of Wen Yi, whose face was flushed with shame. His fair and slender hands with clear joints pushed the messy long hair from the girl's forehead. He smiled and said: "When we return to Misty Fantasy Mansion, we will become Taoist couples. .”
Wen Yi's eyebrows curved, and he hesitated: "I think it's too early, and our cultivation levels are too different."
She is currently in the Nascent Soul realm, while Shen Yu is in the Mahayana realm, the kind that ascends in half a step.
The Nascent Soul realm is powerful in the world of immortal cultivation, but it is too weak to look at in front of Shen Yu's cultivation level.
Wen Yi has a strong personality. She doesn't want the monks to mention her one day and say, 'Oh, that's the Taoist companion of His Highness the Crown Prince.'
No one mentioned that Wen Yi was a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, the seventh elder of the Piaomiao Huan Palace, and a genius who rose from the Qi Training Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm in just one year.
All her brilliance was overshadowed by Shen Yu, which was hard for Wen Yi to accept.
"I don't care." Shen Yu said calmly.
If Wen Yi hadn't accidentally used blood to wake him up, Shen Yu wouldn't have known how long he would have slept.
At first, Shen Yu felt that Wen Yi was weak. If it weren't for the damn life and death contract, he would have cut Wen Yi into pieces long ago due to his arrogance and arrogance. She was not worthy of being his partner at all.
Now that Shen Yu has regained his human body, he naturally wants to give back to Wen Yi.
Wen Yi shook his head, "No, I care, I care what other people think of me. You are like a shining sun hanging high in the sky, and I am so weak that I only attract attention if I shine at night. Some people even pay attention to me." The firefly that no one pays attention to.
Walking in the daytime, no one can see me trying to shine, because your light completely covers me.
When they mentioned me in the future, at that time, I was no longer the seventh elder of Miao Miao Huan Mansion, the ruthless swordsman genius, but the fiancée of the ruthless Prince Shen Yu.
Every step I take and everything I do will be glorified by them, which is hard for me to accept.
Because I am who I am, I am Wen Yi, the seventh elder of Piao Miao Huan Mansion, and I am an independent person."
Wen Yi felt very unhappy when she thought that one day someone would call her that.
She couldn't hide her true thoughts in front of her sweetheart, so she simply got straight to the point and said it directly.
Shen Yu said in a deep voice: "Whoever dares to look at you in the entire world of immortality, I will let them understand what killing is."
Shen Yu did this kind of thing very well.
It's just that he didn't use it on the world of immortals and mortals. Thousands of years ago, he targeted those demons who made rude remarks.
Whenever the demons say something bad about their friends, Shen Yu will use his blood to tell them what is good and what is evil.
Wen Yi frowned and said: "Shen Yu, the world of immortality is not black and white. I am independent, not your caged bird or canary."
These are the things she worries about most.
Shen Yu is withdrawn, cold, arrogant, arrogant, and sometimes arbitrary.
"I never thought about turning you into my caged bird." The two of them have been together for so long. Shen Yu knows what kind of character Wen Yi is. He has never thought of putting Wen Yi in a cage. "I... .I will not allow anyone to slander you."
An anxious gaze cast down, Wen Yi raised her eyes to meet Shen Yu's eyes eager to explain. She felt the burning love, and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to outline the outline of the Lengjun Immortal Lord, "Wait until I become stronger, at least wait until I finish A three-year appointment with Jiang Huaiyu."
When Jiang Huaiyu was mentioned, Shen Yu's face turned bad again.