How to capture the system fairies as wives

Chen Yin had never spent too much time studying these things before. In the past, he was only interested in practicing swordsmanship.

The way of life and death was something I learned inexplicably through practicing "Wangyan Xinhualu".

Now, it has become the key to restraining Chen Yin.

I have indeed put in very little effort on this path, and now I feel a little powerless to practice again.

But he had no choice.

Thirty days before the event, one must enter Taiqing.

Chen Yin stared at the weeds quietly, watching it wither away little by little.

It became withered, lifeless, and completely dead.

Afterwards, azure spiritual energy surged at the same time, and the dead weeds slowly sprouted and grew again, turning green again.

Chen Yin kept repeating this process, watching the weeds wither, sprout, and grow in his palms.

Over and over again, tirelessly, it seemed that there was nothing else in his focused eyes except this grass.

In his hands, the four seasons seemed to rotate, with the alternation of growth and decline.

Gradually, the light in Chen Yin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression became more and more obsessed. It seemed that in the small palm, the charm of the alternation of withering and flourishing became more and more intense, and he was deeply attracted to it.

He was so lost in time that he finally forgot the passage of time.

I only remember a weed growing and withering in my hand.

I only remember that I killed so many people, and the look of despair and resentment in my eyes before each of them died.

I only remember the Mayfly Mountain and those crazy and weird monks.

...Tao, what is Tao?

...Shoes are Tao, shoes are also Tao, shoes are Tao!

...The Word is mine! Give it to me! Give it to me!

Chen Yin suddenly opened his eyes.

He lowered his head in a daze.

I don't know when, my hands have already grasped the Changming sword, and half of the sword has pierced my chest.

He frowned slowly.

"Well!"

He drew out the Changming sword and forced down the fishy sweet taste in his mouth. The Wangyan Xinhualu slowly healed the wound on his chest.

Looking at the Changming Sword, Chen Yin took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a faint light.

...That was a close call.

At that moment, when I really deeply comprehended the way of life and death.

My mind was almost completely lost in that profound and indescribable avenue.

He had a premonition that if he hadn't woken up just now.

Maybe they will never wake up again, just like those monks in Mayfly Mountain at that time.

"Master is right indeed." He sighed silently, "The danger of comprehending the two great ways is really too high."

He looked hesitantly at the weeds in his hand.

...Do you want to continue to comprehend?

I was lucky this time, but what about next time?

What if I don’t wake up?

But he just looked at the weeds in his hands silently for a long time.

“… Let’s do it again.”

Then, he closed his eyes and began to meditate again.

-

At the same time, two hours after Chen Yin got up in the morning, Xiang'er also crawled up limply.

"Stinky senior brother..." She rubbed her sore shoulders, her tone somewhat resentful.

"I don't know how to be gentle."

To be honest, I really tried my best to find a way to make Chen Yin happier last night.

But in the end, I ended up exhausted.

When Xiang'er woke up in the morning and saw the empty bed, she felt a little lonely.

...It seems that senior brother is still unhappy.

At this time, a spiritual paper crane flew gently outside the window. Xiang'er took the paper crane and looked at it. Then she got up, washed up, and walked out of the house.

There were already three people sitting in the backyard of the cabin.

A clear and graceful shadow.

And there is Shen Shuanglian who just arrived.

"You mean..."

Shen Shuanglian pursed her red lips and murmured, "Is Chen Yin unhappy recently?"

"Ah."

Xiang'er propped up her head in annoyance: "Senior Brother has been acting strange these past two days, as if he has something on his mind. But I can't guess what it is."

"He didn't tell me, and I was so worried."

"Come to think of it," Luo Luo also shook her fox ears and recalled, "it seems that the young master hasn't shown up much since he came back from Wuxuan Cave. Is he practicing?"

Qingying stood there in a daze for a long time. Although she didn't say anything, she was somewhat self-doubting and muttered to herself:

"Is Chen Yin unhappy recently? How come I didn't notice it even though I'm with him every day?"

"I'm not mocking you." The system teased in a serious manner, "Look at you, you are so carefree, you don't have the sensitivity of a girl at all."

"Look, now you know how big the difference is between you and your competitors, right?"

"What crap competitors! I didn't compete with them for him!" Qingying cursed angrily in her heart.

But in the blink of an eye, she lowered her head in annoyance.

...What it said seemed to be true.

Why can’t I feel that Chen Yin is worried about something?

Am I really too careless?

"I really don't know what to do. I had no choice but to call you here."

Xiang'er stared at Shen Shuanglian with a hint of resentment, but she insisted, "Otherwise, I wouldn't want you to disturb me and my senior brother."

Shen Shuanglian was not annoyed, but just lowered his head blankly, thinking for a long time before saying:

"Has he been practicing these past two days?"

"He got up early in the morning to practice. He also didn't let us disturb him." Xiang'er's voice became smaller and smaller, even a little frustrated.

Luo Luo also drooped his ears and blinked cautiously:

"Young Master...did he really encounter any trouble?"

"I'm not sure." Shen Shuanglian blinked her eyelashes and hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about... I go talk to him?"

Xiang'er immediately stared at her warily: "You are not going to take this opportunity to get intimate with Senior Brother again, are you? We agreed that Senior Brother will be mine on Yushan Mountain."

"No, no."

Shen Shuanglian did not have the aura of a sect leader at all at this moment. Instead, he lowered his head in panic, and his voice was extremely soft:

"I just wanted to try and see if I could find out..."

Besides, I haven’t talked to him for a long time... Shen Shuanglian only dared to mutter this in her heart.

Xiang'er looked at her suspiciously, but although she was reluctant, she still whispered, "Okay."

"Even if I can't smell what's on your mind...if you can make me happier, I'll thank you."

Shen Shuanglian looked at her blankly and nodded silently.

"I, I'll try."

Two hundred and thirty-five, yes

It was almost noon when Shen Shuanglian arrived in front of the cave.

She knew that Chen Yin was practicing inside, so she didn't dare to go in immediately, but stood quietly at the entrance of the cave and waited.

She knew that as long as Chen Yin finished his practice, he would be able to sense her.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, Chen Yin gracefully jumped out of the cave and stood beside her, gently rubbing her hair.

"Why are you here too?"

"I..." Shen Shuanglian hesitated for a moment, but still lowered her head slightly, and fiddled with the corner of her azure clothes with her fingers.

"I kind of missed you. So I came to see you."

Chen Yin thought about it, it seemed like it was a long time ago that he last accompanied Shen Shuanglian. He couldn't help but whispered, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize. I-I know you've been busy with something lately."

Then, as if she remembered something, she suddenly looked up and said seriously, "I killed the Son of God."

After saying that, she just looked at him silently, blinking her eyes, like a student waiting for a reward from the teacher.

Chen Yin was amused by her cute appearance and couldn't help laughing.

"I know. Master has already told me."

"Our little Shuang'er has completely become the leader of a sect."

Shen Shuanglian just hummed softly, her ears turned a little red, and a happy expression appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"It's time to eat, just in time."

Chen Yin gently took her hand and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I want fish soup too."

“You can drink it.”

Shen Shuanglian also leaned lightly on Chen Yin's arm, and the two gradually walked away.

From beginning to end, Shen Shuanglian was not able to see what was inside the cave.

If she had taken two more steps forward, she would have been able to see it.

...in the entire cave.

The ground was covered with bloodstains, pieces of flesh that had not yet dried, and scattered gravel splashed by sword energy.

There are all kinds of creepy scenes like this.

-

The fish soup still had the familiar taste to Shen Shuanglian. After taking a sip, her stomach felt warm.

Shen Shuanglian drank the whole bowl in one breath, then licked her lips with satisfaction, revealing a happy expression.

"Does it taste good?"

"Delicious."

Chen Yin smiled and prepared to get up to clean up the dishes.

Shen Shuanglian sat quietly on the side, feeling a little reserved.

"How's things going with the Wuling Sect recently?" Chen Yin asked casually.

"Now that I have entered Taiqing, Wuling Sect has regained the recognition of other sects and has returned to its former prestige."