"I want to talk to you, may I?" Xue stood before Jiang Wen, quietly looking at him. Her fair eyes, as clear as the blue sky, were like a calm sea, always giving people a sense of depth.
Jiang Wen liked her eyes very much, because Xue always looked at him obediently. Every time after doing something wrong, she would also open her eyes and pretend to be innocent, making him unable to bear to punish her. Jiang Wenji always said that he doted on his disciple very much, but he felt that it was as it should be.
Because he knew that he couldn't always stay by Xue's side. He would always leave, and Xue would always be left alone in this world.
"Okay, where do you want to talk?" Jiang Wen agreed to her. He rarely refused Xue's requests, because Xue was a sensible child. She was different from Xiu Qi, she never worried Jiang Wen. It's just that seeing Xue again, he realized that he might not know Xue as well as he thought he did. In the days when he was away, Xue had also grown up.
Receiving Jiang Wen's response, Xue fell silent. She looked around Wuliang Street, her eyes fixed on the tallest Qionglou there.
"Let's go there, Wuliang Pavilion," Xue said softly.
Jiang Wen nodded, subconsciously preparing to fly over. But before he could get up, Xue stopped him.
"You can't fly here." Xue looked at him seriously and said. "No matter where the cultivators come from, or the cultivators of Tianyuan City, they can't fly here. If the rules are violated, Tianyuan City will mark them on the blacklist, and they will never be able to enter here again."
"…There's such a rule?" Jiang Wen asked dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Wuliang Street would have these restrictions.
"Yes, it was decided a long time ago."
"I understand." Jiang Wen nodded, and didn't force it anymore. Since he couldn't fly here, he would abide by the rules. But thinking of when he was in charge of Wuliang Pavilion, there were always flying cultivators in the sky, and that scene looked pleasing to the eye.
"Actually, I also like to fly to Wuliang Pavilion." Xue suddenly chuckled, as if recalling something and slowly talking to Jiang Wen. "Now walking over always feels like something is missing, maybe it's because I'm used to flying in the sky."
"Is that so? I didn't expect your preferences to be quite special." Jiang Wen didn't know how to answer Xue, so he could only pretend not to know and say.
Xue nodded, her white clothes rippling in the breeze. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, tied with a ribbon. That white dress was also a style designed by Jiang Wen back then.
After all, the clothing of the Taicang people was too rough, and Jiang Wen didn't like it very much. Later, he found a spirit beast similar to a silkworm in the Old Earth, and used its silk to weave clothes. Although he encountered setbacks at first, after spending more than ten years, these clothes could all be made. This can also be regarded as one of his experiences in refining weapons, after all, who says that making clothes doesn't count as refining weapons?
And now the white clothes that Xue is wearing are also made of the spirit beast silk thread carefully selected by him back then, through one process after another. This dress is called the Qingxue Dharma Robe, which can avoid fire and water, and is difficult to break with ordinary knives and guns. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is difficult to damage even if it is struck by lightning or wind.
Furthermore, with the protection of magic power, it has the effect of protecting the body and defending against the law.
Jiang Wen didn't expect that Xue was still wearing the clothes he made, and that she could wear them for so many years without disliking them, which made him not know what to say.
"Where are you from?" Xue asked.
"Me? I am… a Nanqi person." Jiang Wen made up an identity for himself, saying that he was a Nanqi cultivator.
"Meeting today can also be considered fate. You can call me Xue," Xue said with a smile.
"Xue? My name is Jiang Taixu, you can also call me Taixu." Jiang Wen gave his pseudonym. Although he wanted to reveal his identity to Xue, he knew that he could not say his true identity after trying it just now.
Causality bound his words, making him unable to reveal his information. Jiang Wen also accepted this kind of thing calmly. He had a hunch that he would not stay here for long. If it weren't for Luo Ji's sake, perhaps he wouldn't have come to Tianyuan City.
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He is a person who has been dead for many years, there is no need to disturb the lives of those familiar people anymore.
"Taixu, is it? A good name," Xue said. "Since you are a Nanqi cultivator, why did you run to Tianyuan City?"
"Just to do some things." Jiang Wen said with a wry smile. It was just an accident that he ran here. If he hadn't met Luo Ji in the first place, he should have gone elsewhere.
Because in his heart, he didn't really want to go back to Tianyuan City. He had left enough traces and footprints here, there was no need to add another one. Jiang Wenji, Xue, Xiu Qi, they will all have their own lives.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wen thought of Jiang Wenji's future encounters. She would be dismembered, and her body would be scattered all over the Old Earth. Thinking that this kind of thing would happen in the future, Jiang Wen wanted to rush to Wangcheng to tell Jiang Wenji and tell her not to do stupid things again.
"What are you thinking about?" Xue looked at him and asked with a puzzled look in her eyes.
Walking to the door, the stone man stopped them. Xue handed over a token, and the two were released.
Entering the pavilion, the decoration inside was the same as before. It's just that the first three floors have been changed into a place for discussing Taoism and cultivating, and the place where books were stored is above the pavilion.
The two found an elegant room near the window, and a greeter brought tea.
"This is Wuliang Pavilion's Enlightenment Tea, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to drink it," Xue said, then picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
Jiang Wen was also not polite, and drank the Enlightenment Tea in one gulp.
Immediately, he felt a trance in front of his eyes, as if clouds and smoke were drifting by. It's just that the feeling came and went extremely quickly, and before he had time to feel it carefully, everything had returned to reality.
"This feeling is quite strange," Jiang Wen thought to himself, and Xue's laughter came from his ear.
Looking at it, Xue was holding a teacup, covering her mouth and chuckling.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.
"I just couldn't help but want to laugh at the way you drank tea just now, sorry," Xue apologized very politely.
"It doesn't matter, I've always drank tea like this," Jiang Wen said pretentiously.
"I'm not laughing at the way you drink tea, but that Enlightenment Tea is not swallowed like this," Xue said, then raised her teacup and took a sip, then raised her beautiful eyes to look at Jiang Wen.
