After discussing the terms of cooperation, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou fell into silence.
They were the two most familiar people, but now they seem to have become the two most unfamiliar people.
Both of them have thousands of words in their hearts that they want to tell each other, but they can't say a single word.
After looking at each other awkwardly for a long time, Ye Xiaochuan finally spoke first.
Said: "Regarding the matter of Wangqinghai, let's make this agreement. I am no longer a disciple of Cangyun. This is not the place where I should come. I will leave first."
Yun Qiyou said: "Wait."
Ye Xiaochuan turned around and said, "Is there anything else?"
Yun Qiyou said: "Besides the matter of Wangqinghai, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Ye Xiaochuan stiffened slightly, his eyes slowly moved from Yun Qiyou's cheek to her neck, and a complicated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, seeming helpless and confused.
After a while, Ye Xiaochuan said: "I already told you what needs to be said back in the Western Region and Death Lake."
Yun Qiyou said: "Then there is something else that shouldn't be said."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "You are not my Senior Sister Yun, you are Yun Qiyou. There are some things I cannot say to Yun Qiyou, I can only say them to Senior Sister Yun."
Yun Qiyou understood what Ye Xiaochuan meant.
Senior Sister Yun represents herself from the ages of thirteen to twenty-six.
Yun Qiyou represents Miss Yun Si, who is loved by countless people in the heaven.
Ye Xiaochuan loves Yun Qiyou, but it is not the Yun Qiyou in front of him, but the Yun Qiyou in his memory.
Now Yun Qiyou has lost the memory of those more than ten years. Rather than saying that she is Yun Qiyou, a disciple of Cangyun, it is more appropriate to say that she is the fourth Miss Yun from the Peach Blossom Valley in Heaven.
Yun Qiyou watched Ye Xiaochuan's figure disappear in front of her. From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word.
He just bit his lower lip gently, his expression constantly changing.
Ye Xiaochuan is gone, and so is Wangcai.
That woman Meihezi had expected everything. After all, Cangyun Mountain was just a temporary resting place for Wangcai, and Wangcai would return to its little master sooner or later.
Yun Qiyou is sad, and Fugui is also sad.
But Fugui, like its little master, made no move to save him.
It just watched Wangcai silently following Ye Xiaochuan without even a farewell call.
Samsara Peak, Back Mountain, Ancestral Hall.
It was almost dawn, and the entire back mountain was quiet, except for the cold wind blowing by and the rustling sound of some snow falling from the branches.
Ye Xiaochuan carried Wangcai to the bluestone path in front of the gate of the ancestral hall.
Those two huge pale lanterns were swaying in the darkness, like two ghost eyes, indescribably scary.
In the lumber shed outside, Rice Bucket was sleeping soundly. Thick bamboo shoot skins were piled up around him, which showed that the giant panda had eaten a lot tonight.
He eats a lot, but his life is a bit miserable.
After all, it is now an awakened giant panda. At this time, the giant panda can no longer be called a giant panda, but is called an iron-eating beast, Chi You's mount back then.
Such a noble beast is now sleeping in a drafty wood shed with a few bamboo shoots in its arms, which simply undermines its reputation as an iron-eating beast.
Fortunately, the rice bucket had rough skin and thick flesh, so the cold wind could not harm it at all. It slept so soundly, and it didn't even notice when Ye Xiaochuan arrived outside the ancestral hall.
Ye Xiaochuan glanced at the rice bucket and did not wake up the gluttonous and sleepy rice bucket. Instead, he walked towards the candle-lit ancestor's ancestral hall.
In the ancestral hall, Yao Xiaoyu and A Chitong were sitting cross-legged on the futon. Yao Xiaoyu was carving the spiritual tablet with a knife. Strangely, Achitong was also carving the spiritual tablet with a knife.
Seeing that there are several carved blank spiritual tablets beside Akitong, it is estimated that this guy has been doing this job for several hours.
Ye Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that A Chitong was still safe and sound after two days of absence.
After all, this is where the Cangyun General Altar is located, and Ye Xiaochuan is really worried about what happened to A Chitong here.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan walk in, Achitong immediately stood up.
This martial arts idiot is not a man who is good at expressing his inner emotions.
But at this moment, A Chitong still couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.
Ye Xiaochuan is worried about A Chitong.
Why hasn't Achitong been worried about him these past two days?
The two men looked at each other, but there was no sour smell, only sympathy for each other.
At this moment, Yao Xiaoyu on the side said slowly: "A Chitong, you were born for cultivation, and your qualifications in cultivation are much better than this boy Ye.
But you are more than a hundred years old, but you still can't break through the shackles. It's because you are too obsessed with practicing Taoism and want to pursue great power.
If you are impatient, your mind will become confused.
Your potential is unlimited, but the prerequisite for tapping your unlimited potential is that your heart needs to calm down."
Achitong bowed down to receive the instruction.
Ye Xiaochuan looked on with interest and said: "Senior Xiaoyu, this is unfair. I used to come to the ancestral hall every now and then, but you never gave me any advice.
My brother has only been with you for a few days, but you give him guidance.
Do you want to accept brother as your disciple?" Yao Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and said: "Your life path is not similar to other people's. You have secretly practiced many volumes of heavenly books. Your path needs to be walked by yourself. No.
People can guide you on the way to cultivation, at least I can't. Maybe I can only cultivate the Nine Volumes alone.
The Evil God of the Heavenly Book can give you some advice."
Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said nothing.
Yao Xiaoyu was wrong. The Evil God cannot be Ye Xiaochuan's teacher on the journey of cultivation.
Although both of them have practiced many volumes of heavenly books, the paths they took are completely different.
The evil god's cultivation method is still Dantian and meridians.
But Ye Xiaochuan practices acupoints.
At this point, only the old storyteller can give guidance to Ye Xiaochuan, and no one else understands the acupuncture method.
At this moment, two figures rushed out of the yellow curtain.
It was Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou.
With the man Achitong here, these two girls didn't know what to pay attention to, and they were only wearing pajamas.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan, the two girls were very happy.
Xiao Qi shouted: "No matter what I say, what I say, Chef Ye will definitely come back, little devil, you still don't believe it!"
The ghost girl said: "It's obvious that Ye Heizi will come back! You don't believe it!"
The two girls started to quarrel again.
During the quarrel, another woman walked out from behind the yellow curtain, wearing a light yellow dress, with delicate features and refined temperament.
It is Princess Tianyin.
Seeing Princess Tianyin here, Ye Xiaochuan was stunned.
Princess Tianyin was also stunned. She listened to Xiaoqi and the ghost girl arguing all night about Chef Ye and Ye Heizi. She never expected that the mysterious black chef the two girls talked about turned out to be Ye Xiaochuan!
