The idiot went crazy again today

Chapter 23

Madam Xue's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, her face was as white as gold paper, and tears rolled down her beautiful face.

Luo Dongyan wrapped her strong and powerful arms gently and firmly around her delicate shoulders, and said to herself, "I was wrong. I knew that Xue'er was pregnant and let her go to the battlefield with me, which made her tired on the battlefield." Injured on the body, Yun'er was born in less than a month, weak and sick..."

Immortal Yan Yun's eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't bear to say: "...this son has a shallow relationship, few relatives, few loves, and a life of loneliness. It doesn't really matter."

Mrs. Xue was startled and sad when she heard the words, she struggled to stand up from her husband's arms, ran to Yanyun Xianzun, knelt down abruptly, her jade-like fingers tightly clenched the fairy Zun's complicated and winding flame-shaped cloud pattern hem.

"Immortal Venerable, please! Help my child, he is still so young, so pitiful, he shouldn't have such a fate..."

Yan Yun lowered her calm eyes, and her eyes fell on the woman with a beautiful face and complicated clothes at her feet.

Xuewen is wearing a wide-sleeved silk satin dress today, the black skirt is embroidered with fine gold patterns, it looks noble and unparalleled, but at this time the gorgeous dress is on the ground.The most honorable woman of the mortal cultivating family is mourning and weeping at her feet, she looks no different from any ordinary mother who is omnipotent for her beloved son in the mortal world.

Yan Yun asked, since she was a child, she had never experienced the feelings of being a mother, so she could not empathize with it. Then she quietly looked away and looked at Xiao Yunhuan, who was placed on the Jinxiu big bed. She was quietly wrapped in a brocade quilt and lying in the heavy veil, neither crying nor making noise, as quiet as if she had never existed in this world.

Yan Yun had never conceived children, and had never even been a young disciple, so she should have been indifferent to the young child, but for some reason, when her torch-like eyes fell on the young and frail child in the brocade pile through the heavy curtains, Her heart seemed to be pulled hard.

Such a young son will be lingering with illness in the future, and his loved ones will leave him one by one soon... Thinking of this, Yan Yun couldn't help feeling pity.So she issued an immortal edict in the Luo Mansion: "Although this child's mortal relationship is shallow, fortunately, his mortal relationship is deep. If he abandons the mortal world and turns to seek immortality, he will surely succeed."

As if she had caught a life-saving straw, Xuewen eagerly lifted up her beautiful face covered with tears, cautiously and full of expectation: "Xianzun... What the Xianzun said means that as long as my son goes to cultivate immortality, he can get rid of the loneliness. Did you die prematurely!?"

Yan Yun: "Immortals and mortals belong to a different way. If your highness abandons all the ties of the mortal world and embarks on the immortal journey, naturally you don't have to be burdened by the fate of the mortal world. It's just that immortals are different. The journey of immortality is long and difficult. Lonely, from now on, the relationship between the little Highness and the two of you will also be cut off."

Xuewen loves her son eagerly, so she couldn't bear to abandon Luo Yunhuan and let him go to cultivate immortality. She just knelt down and tugged at the hem of Yanyun's gown billowing like flames. The figure is weak and helpless.

"Xianzun... Yun'er is still so young and so fragile... How can I be willing to let him leave me? I beg you to think of a way so that he doesn't have to leave me..."

Yan Yun closed his eyes and sighed: "Fate is like this, there is no way to change it... Since you are reluctant to part with him, it is also his fate, and I am afraid that he will not be able to be safe and happy in his life."

When Xuewen heard this, she suddenly lost her standing and knelt down on the ground.

Luo Dongyan stepped forward to help his sad and absent-minded wife, bowed his hands to Yan Yun and said: "I implore the immortal to stay in the mansion for a few days. Yun'er is the only beloved son in my family, and I have cherished it since I was a child. Don't talk about my wife now." I can't let go of him, even I can't let go of this blood relationship..."

"Consanguineous relationship is understandable enough." Yan Yun nodded and said, his words were indifferent, but he did not refuse.

"This is a big matter, and I would like to ask Xianzun to let the couple think about it before replying, okay?"

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Luo Yunhuan took the fragrant tea from Yuqingchi, took a sip, and said calmly: "After all, my parents still couldn't let me go, and couldn't bear to entrust me to Master to set foot on the immortal road."

Yuqingchi: "Then how could Master..."

"Immortal Yanyun saw that my parents couldn't let go of their kinship, so he didn't force it. Before leaving, he left a protective barrier, which can keep me healthy for a few years. I gradually became healthy, learned some martial arts, and went out while I was young. Traveling, encountered some things in the mortal rivers and lakes, my life was dying, and the protective enchantment left by the immortal was also broken. Fortunately, the immortal sensed and rescued me. I am grateful for the kindness of the immortal, and Admiring the ability of people in the immortal way to call the wind and rain, I worshiped Yanyun Xianzun as my teacher, and stepped into the fairy gate so far."

Speaking of this, Luo Yunhuan paused for a moment, and continued: "It's strange to say that it's a good thing that the ailments on my body seem to disappear in a day after I worshiped in the fairy gate to get rid of the mortal world."

Yuqingchi's eyes were sincere, and he never moved away from Luo Yunhuan's face for a moment. His eye sockets were slightly red, his nose was sour, and his bright eyes were filled with tears, as if they were about to flow down the next moment. Yun Huan stopped talking, and then said: "Master has never told this disciple about your past, I never thought it would be like this...so..." He stopped suddenly when he said this, and he didn't know for a moment. Should I express my thoughts behind.What do you say?Didn't expect Master to have such a twists and turns in the mortal world, which made him feel distressed?

"It's so ordinary, isn't it?" Luo Yunhuan put the teacup in her hand on the table, raised her eyes, and looked back at Yuqing Pool quietly.

Yuqingchi:? ? ?

Master, I'm afraid you may have misunderstood the words "plain and unremarkable".

As long as he thinks that sitting in front of him today is such a fairy and handsome man, that the peerless person who was born in this world was lingering on the sick bed when he was young, entangled with the pain caused by the disease all the year round, and enduring the pain and suffering that he should not have endured at such a young age. My heart hurts like a knife.

If it weren't for the limitation of his status, he just wanted to stretch out his immature arms to hug the person in front of him fiercely, comfort him, love him, and tell him that he, Yuqingchi, would never cause him pain Not at all... But what position and reason does he have for doing this?

Although Luo Yunhuan in front of him is extremely young, his cultivation is extremely high, close to the level of a master, and his full body of spiritual power shows that he is no longer the weak and helpless child who would be tortured to the point of crying by mortal ailments. And I am the one who has nothing. Although I am Luo Yunhuan's disciple, I have achieved nothing and made no progress for half a year. I even learned the art of controlling the sword just today. How can I protect my master?Thinking of this, Yuqingchi also felt powerless and discouraged, lowered his head, and remained silent.

"...At that time, I was young as a teacher, so I didn't understand many things." Luo Yunhuan didn't notice the strangeness in Yuqingchi, and said to herself.

Thinking about it now, after I fell into the water when I was five years old, I fell ill for a long time. At that time, the Luo family had decided to give up their relationship with him, and let him be accepted as a disciple by Yanyun Immortal, and set foot on the fairy road. way.But Yan Yun was not in a hurry to take Luo Yunhuan away from the capital.

"Yun Huan's body is too weak. I can temporarily stay in the mansion until he becomes an adult. I will take care of him for a period of time. After he is healthy, I will come back to the mortal world and take him back to the master's practice when the time is right. Don't worry, you just say that you didn't agree to send him to the fairy gate."

There is no need to separate from Aizi immediately, the Luo family and his wife are naturally happy.Mrs. Xue never leaves Xiao Yunhuan for a moment, and seems to seize every opportunity to spend time with her son.

"Xianzun, do you think my son's journey to immortality will be magnanimous?" Xue Wen looked at Yan Yun pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Yan Yun's face was unpredictable: "Everyone's immortal fate has nothing to do with the mortal fate. Although I have been cultivating immortals for several years, I dare not easily assert other people's immortal fate. Everything depends on God's will."

Xuewen: "Even the immortal can't guarantee that my son will be safe and sound in the future..."

Luo Dongyan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, interrupted sharply: "Xue'er! Don't be disrespectful to the Immortal Yanyun! You have important matters to discuss with the Immortal as your husband, so you can take Yun'er out first."

Now Xuewen is full of Luo Yunhuan in her heart, and she doesn't care what her husband has to say at all, but Immortal Yanyun is her son's only reliance in the future, she is afraid that her husband will have anything about Luo Yunhuan without telling her and have a private relationship with Yanyun Xianzun discussed and refused to leave no matter what.

Luo Dongyan had no choice but to persuade patiently: "My husband does have a fairy business to discuss with the immortal, and it has nothing to do with Yun'er. You should take Yun'er to rest for a while. You have been taking care of Yun'er day and night these days, it has been really hard."

Yanyun Xianzun also said: "Madam, don't worry, I can assure Madam that I will do my best in the future, teach Yun'er with my heart, and protect him from worry-free growth. Madam can rest assured."

With the guarantee from the Immortal Venerable, Xuewen felt a lot more at ease. She carefully handed Luo Yunhuan in her arms to the accompanying maid, covered her dress lightly, bowed to the Immortal Yanyun, and then left.

"My nephew loves my son so earnestly, and his words and deeds are insignificant, which made the immortal laugh."

Yan Yun smiled lightly: "It's okay, this is a mother's nature. Although I have never experienced it, I can understand it. I don't know what Patriarch Luo wants to say?"

Luo Dongyan heard the words, but didn't say a word, but suddenly lowered his body, and solemnly bowed to Yanyun: "I respect and thank the immortal, for saving my son's life."

Yan Yun was slightly stunned, and quickly stepped forward to hold his arms to help him up: "Why did the Patriarch perform such a big gift? The Japanese Seat said that everything today and even Yun'er's future fate is determined by the way of heaven, and it is not related to this Seat." It doesn't matter much, you don't have to say thank you."

Luo Dongyan said: "It is rumored that the people of the immortal way are dignified and solemn, they look at the world with cold eyes, and don't care about world affairs. I am very grateful for the help of the immortal today. If I read correctly, the sleeves of the immortal's robe are embroidered with With the emblem of the golden Flowing Cloud School, could it be that the Immortal Venerable is the No. 1 Immortal Dao today—the Master of the Cloud Sea and Heavenly City, Yanyun Immortal Venerable?"

Yan Yun's eyes were deep and deep, showing no joy or anger. After quietly examining Luo Dongyan for a while, she said calmly: "The Patriarch has a good view. This seat is Yan Yun, the city of Yunhai Tiancheng."

King Zongheng: "The Immortal Venerable is not to be blamed for being abrupt. Today, apart from thanking the dog, I have one more thing I want to discuss with the Immortal Venerable."

Yan Yun: "Patriarch, please tell me."

Luo Dongyan: "I don't know if the Immortal Venerable intends to condescend to take the post of Imperial Teacher of the Dynasty? I will do my best to entertain you."

Luo Dongyan is currently in charge of the post of Wang Dynasty's national teacher. He has dedicated himself to the job all these years. Now that he sees Immortal Yan Yun, who is superior to himself in both cultivation and realm, the first thought in his mind is to invite her to take up the post. The post of national teacher.

"No intention." Yan Yun calmly refused without raising her eyebrows.

"..." Although he knew that he would be rejected by the other party, Luo Dongyan was caught off guard by such a straightforward rejection: "So, it's really rude..."

Yan Yun: "It's been a while, I'll go back to Yunhai Tiancheng first, and when the time is right in the future, I will show up and take Yunhuan away."

Luo Dongyan was afraid that his actions just now would offend Yanyun, so he bowed to see him off.

"Patriarch and Madam, rest assured. Since I promise to protect Yunhuan wholeheartedly, I will not break my promise. I will do my best to teach Yunhuan so that her practice will be worry-free. As for the matter that the Patriarch just mentioned, I really have no idea , but there are so many disciples in the sea of ​​clouds and Tiancheng, maybe other disciples intend to do something in the mortal world, it is unknown, the Patriarch may wish to pay more attention."

"What the Immortal Venerable said, I will keep it in my heart."

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