Chapter 16 Love is a pitiful person

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 16 Love is a pitiful person

Luo Xiaoyu paused, looked helpless, and continued to explain: "Double cultivation is a unique way of cultivation in the Finger Sect. It comes from their "Heart Bell Yin and Yang Skills", which emphasizes the passage through the human body.

Liquid contact to encourage cultivation.”

Luo Xiaoyu looked at Jian Baisan's sudden eyebrows, and knew that she understood. He was about to give her some time to react, but if she didn't want to listen, she would stop talking.

Jian Baisan's raised eyebrows fell down quickly again, as if nothing had happened. This time, Luo Xiaoyu was curious: "I thought you would feel depressed or disgusted."

Jian Baisan asked back, "Why do you hate it? It's not a way of cultivation, it's still a matter of your affection and mutual wish. Moreover, the rumor you told me that they are all pitiful people?"

Luo Xiaoyu smiled and did not answer her question positively: "In the cultivation world, their evaluation of them is very extreme."

Jian Baisan thought for a while and said, "I can probably guess."

Luo Xiaoyu: "As long as there is a commercial place, there is often no need for brothels and Chuguan. Most of the disciples of Zhongqing Sect are rescued from these places by their deacon disciples."

Jian Baisan keenly noticed the word, "Save?"

"Yes." Luo Xiaoyu held up the teacup, as if he suddenly saw something and who he saw through the air and through the night clouds in the distance: "The time I met Caiyin, I and Senior Brother Tonghe,

I have been with her for a long time. Caiyin loves chatting and talks to us about the love sect. Before that, I was actually not very clear about this."

Luo Xiaoyu pondered for a while and said, "The Yin and Yang Skills of Heart Bell" is only one kind of person who can practice it."

"What kind of person is it?"

"The person who has the most affection."

Jian Baisanxin suddenly let go of her breath: "But who doesn't have feelings in her heart for anyone?"

"...It's not that simple. There are two great ways, and there are no mercy. If you say you go to the immortal mountain to practice swords, then most disciples agree with the only sword path in their hearts, and cut off their hearts and love, just to achieve the sword path. But the disciples of the love sect,

It is necessary to always keep that feeling, tossing and turning, and not sleeping at night. At all times, the retained love is hard to dissipate. In this Zhongqing Sect, no matter how high the cultivation level is, the path the monks take is completely

Falling in the soil and rolling in the world. You can't even take a step!"

When Luo Xiaoyu said this, his voice for some reason, he felt a bit sharp and sharp in a trance. Looking at his face again, he could only see a pair of dazed eyes under the moonlight.

He suddenly smiled again: "Bai San, what do you think is the most affection?"

Jian Baisan realized that his senior brother was in a bad mood at the moment and said carefully: "Since the senior brother is talking about Zhongxiang Sect, it should be the most affection between men and women."

Luo Xiaoyu closed his eyes and whispered: "There are too many loves. If the love between men and women you mentioned is a kind of love, of course, but there is also love in the relatives. However, love for people in the sect,

The most affection that I have in mind is to practice the "Heart Bell Yin and Yang Art" is mostly hatred."

Luo Xiaoyu laughed softly and said, "In the world, there is much more hatred than deep love. Not to mention the brothels where people make goods, there are countless people who are wronged and suffer from grievances.

Every ten years, Zhongqing Sect will send people to find the people with the strongest emotional fluctuations in the brothels and Chu Pavilion to be the new disciples of the sect. Therefore, I said 'Save'. When I arrived at Zhongqing Sect, I heard the merits.

As long as you don’t want to do it, you can be an ordinary disciple in the outer sect of Zhongqing Sect. You only need to plant spiritual fields for the sect, and you can be dull until you die of old age.”

"What if these disciples do not have spiritual roots?"

Luo Xiaoyu said: "Most of them have it. If not, this "Xin Ling Yin Yang Art" is a heavenly-level magical skill. Those who have no spiritual roots can also practice it, but they are just a slow progression. The mystery is that I

I don't know."

"The "Xin Ling Yin Yang Jue" mainly practices the magic of charming and illusion, and this skill is hard to defend against. Among them, the sect leader of the main sect, Mrs. Yue, who is in the fusion realm, was besieged by others in the past and once launched the "Xin Ling Yin Yang Jue" with her own strength.

Nearly a hundred Yuanying who were besieged, dozens of transformed gods made up a dream of yellow and then left."

"Then what?"

"Everything is dead." Luo Xiaoyu said, "In the blink of an eye, those people passed three thousand years in their dreams. The lifespan of the god transformation is only five thousand years. None of the god transformation is less than two thousand years old.

They all died in their dreams.”

Jian Baisan was stunned and took a deep breath.

Luo Xiaoyu concluded: "The symbol of the disciples of the inner sect of the sect is the bell on the ankle, which is also their magic weapon. Today, when you see so many people reading Caiyin, you recognize her identity.

They were coveting and felt that they had gained nothing because of the dual practice method, and they felt despised."

Jian Baisan asked carefully: "What is Sister Caiyin's love?"

Luo Xiaoyu closed his eyes again and said, "It's...he hateful."

Jian Baisan stopped talking, and she suddenly couldn't imagine that such a passionate and lovely person would have such a huge and unspeakable scar in her heart.

As he thought about it, although his life was poor, but he was generally happy, Jian Baisan even felt a little sore in his nose.

In the silence, only the slight sound of the wind blowing the leaves remained.

A pot of tea is already cold.

Luo Xiaoyu calmed down. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jian Baisan sitting opposite him still sitting obediently, but his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were unbearable.

Luo Xiaoyu thought that his emotions were too fluctuating and said too much. He didn't say anything that he should have said. He quickly coughed lightly and said, "Didn't you want to ask Leng Lianchi? He is different from these ordinary disciples.

.”

When Jian Baisan heard him speak, he confirmed that his senior brother was not sad anymore, so he straightened his spine and looked at him with a scrupulous look.
Chapter completed!