Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 45 Leaving Qingshui Town.

"I promise to go with you." Jiang Buwan said with a sob, "but if you betray me, I will never forgive you."

Xiang Zhihan hugged Jiang Buwan into his arms, and said, "I will never betray you."

Jiang was leaving soon.

Before leaving, Xiao Qingruo hugged her waist and wept tears, out of breath, "Miss Wanwan, do you really want to leave? Take me with you, okay? Qingruo will be obedient. "

Xiang Zhihan couldn't bear to see Qing Ruo crying miserably, but he didn't intend to bring Qing Ruo back to the sect.

Qingyun Sect is the Immortal Sect. It stands to reason that mortals should not be brought into the Sect. It would be a violation of the sect's rules for him to bring Jiang to the Sect.

"Qing Ruo, there is always a banquet in the world." Jiang Buwan patted her on the back to comfort her, "After we leave, you can stay here to study or follow Xie Ge and the others. You must not slack off even if I am not here." .”

Qing Ruo was still crying loudly, "Sister Wanwan, I can't bear you."

Looking at Qing Ruo's appearance, Mu Bai couldn't help but her eyes got moist. She sniffed and said, "I promised to be my husband, how could you leave me halfway?"

Xie Nanning was much calmer, after she finished chatting with Jiang Buwan last time, she had a premonition.

Jiang Buwan looked at Xie Nanning and said, "Nanning, don't forget my entrustment."

Xie Nanning bowed deeply to Jiang Buwan, and said, "Students will live up to Mr.'s trust."

Jiang Buwan handed over the affairs of the school to Xie Nanning, and asked her to temporarily take care of the semester's courses for her, and then left Qingshui Town forever with Xiang Zhihan in a dark night.

Mu Bai turned his face away, and wiped the tears on his face, she asked, "Nanning, why do you say that the master refuses to tell us her whereabouts, I have nowhere to look for her in the future."

Xie Nanning looked at the bright night sky above her head, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps she went to Fangwai Fairy Mountain, which ordinary people can't reach."

Mu Bai asked, "Nanning, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing."

Qingyun Sect is the well-deserved number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals. Its mountain gate is naturally ethereal, like the Nine Heavens Profound Palace.

On the day when Jiang Buwan and Xiang Zhihan arrived, the rain had just passed and the sky cleared. A colorful rainbow covered the fairy mountain, and half of the mountain was hidden in the clouds, as if they were living in the sky.

When Xiang Zhihan was practicing alone, he lived in a cold room and studied hard every day in order to ascend as soon as possible, but now that Jiang Buwan came, he naturally couldn't let Jiang Buwan live in that cold cave with him.

On the way back, he sent a message to Lin Rufeng in advance, asking him to help clean up a small courtyard on Yaoguang Peak for Wan Wan to live in. The layout of the small courtyard is almost exactly the same as the small courtyard they lived in the mortal world. It's just that the yard is much bigger, with a clear spring flowing from the top of the mountain, and a peach grove.

"Wanwan, do you think this place suits your needs?" Xiang Zhihan asked, "If you don't like this place, I'll take you to look elsewhere."

"It's nice here." Jiang Buwan said, "Zhihan, did you live here before?"

Since the lie was exposed, Jiang Buwan never called Xiang Zhihan's husband again, and always referred to him by his first name.

Xiang Zhihan shook his head honestly and said, "I don't live here."

Jiang Buwan asked curiously, "Where did Na Zhihan live before?"

"I want to see where Zhihan lived before."

Strange to say, when Xiang Zhihan lived alone in the cold cave, he never felt that something was wrong, but facing Jiang Buwan, he suddenly felt that the previous cold cave was a bit embarrassing to see people.

For a moment, there was a touch of shame and shame in his eyes.

He is ashamed of his cold hole, ashamed that he is not in a pure Taoist heart.

"Zhihan, what's the matter?" Jiang Buwan paused, then said stickily, "Could it be that where Zhihan lived before, is there any place where people can't meet?"

Her eyes were red, "Could it be that the golden house hides the beauty?"

Xiang Zhihan repeatedly denied, "I, Xiang Zhihan, would not do such a thing."

He took a deep breath and faced his mixed emotions, "It's just that the place I lived in was poor and shy to meet people."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Buwan said, "We will be husband and wife soon, how could I hate you?"

"Okay, I'll take you to have a look." After Xiang Zhihan finished speaking, he took out a warm cloak and put it on Jiang Buwan, "It will be a bit cold there."

As he spoke, he took Jiang Buwan's hand and rode on the same cloud with her.

Jiang Buwan pretended to be afraid, hugged his waist tightly, and closed his eyes tightly.

Xiang Zhihan looked down at the girl in his arms, and couldn't help but smile, he said, "You have to get used to it quickly, on this mountain, you will inevitably have to ride the sword and ride the clouds."

On the way here, Jiang Buwan had already seen several monks flying with swords.

"Woo hoo, but I'm a little afraid of heights."

Hearing this, Xiang Zhihan stroked the back of her head and said in a gentle voice, "If you are afraid of heights, raise your head up, don't look at your feet, look in front of you and around you."

His voice was very gentle, like the warm wind in spring, "Look, you can touch the clouds with your hands, and it's actually not scary at all."

Jiang Buwan heard the words, slowly raised his head, and looked around carefully, so as not to look at the scenery under his feet.

She slowed down for a while, and even dared to touch the clouds on both sides, feeling a little cool.

"Are you not afraid anymore?"

Jiang Buwan nodded with bright eyes, and she asked excitedly, "Will I be able to learn how to fly in the sky in the future?"

Hearing this, Xiang Zhihan's expression darkened, and he said softly, "No."

"Why?" Jiang Buwan said, "I want to learn too, can't you teach me?"

After Xiang Zhihan was silent for a long time, Fang said to Jiang Buwan in a heavy tone, "You don't have spiritual roots."

Spiritual roots are the root and foundation of a person's cultivation of immortality. If you don't have spiritual roots, you can be as talented as you are, no matter how clever you are, the door to immortality will be closed to you forever.

Spiritual roots cannot be obtained through acquired methods, but are randomly born on a person's body, and the probability is not certain.

A child born from the union of two people with spiritual roots may not necessarily have spiritual roots, and two people without spiritual roots may also give birth to a child with spiritual roots.

Throughout the ages, many monks have tried to master the method of growing spiritual roots, but they have never been able to do so. This thing is born with it, and if it is not born, it will be gone in a lifetime.

"Wanwan." Xiang Zhihan was afraid that Jiang Buwan would be upset, so he comforted him, "Wanwan, although you can't fly, if you want to fly, just tell me, and I can take you flying anytime."

Jiang Buwan raised his pale face and smiled at him, "Zhihan, I'm fine."

"Being able to come here in my life is already a good thing that many people can't even imagine in their lifetime." Jiang Buwan said, "I am very content."

Xiang Zhihan's heart trembled, and then dense pain spread along his heart.

The relationship between the two of them is like the floating clouds around them. It looks beautiful, but it blows away.

　It's a bit sad, pk 2 has never been heartbroken 55555
　　
　
(End of this chapter)