Chapter 152: Naive Feelings

Chapter 152: Innocent Emotions

The reason why humans can rule the world, surpass the beasts and monsters with strong vitality, and last for thousands of years without disappearing like those beasts and monsters with a lifespan of more than ten thousand years, in addition to human wisdom and creativity, there is another factor, emotion.

Human emotions are very complex and mysterious. Love, hate, and hatred alternate. You can fall in love with someone for no reason, or hate someone to death, help a stranger, or chop off a stranger's head with a knife.

From the moment humans were born, emotions appeared.

Yun Qiyou didn't understand why she always looked down on men in the world, but why she was so concerned about a young boy who was still wet behind the ears. It seemed that every time she saw Ye Xiaochuan, she couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in her heart, as if it was born with her, as if the two knew each other in the previous life.

This mysterious emotion made her very scared, but also very enjoyable, just like a horse running alone on the vast grassland, and finally found another horse that was also alone.

When she was in her teens, she was brought into the Cangyun Sect by her mentor, Master Jingshui. She had practiced Taoism for more than ten years, but what seemed to belong to her was this small Qingluan Pavilion and that simple boudoir.

Loneliness, loneliness, who knows?

Even though she had achieved success in her Taoism in the past few years, and had traveled down the mountain several times to travel around the world, walking on the streets of the bustling human city, looking at the countless mortals of all shapes and sizes, the feeling of loneliness had never diminished.

She always felt that she was an alien in this world, out of tune, as if abandoned by the world.

Until three months ago, she met him.

She didn't know what love was. Her ignorant feelings made her feel a little fresh, a little curious, a little worried, and a little scared.

Who wants to be lonely all his life, who wants to be lonely until old?

Who among the women in the world didn't start to fantasize about wonderful love when they were in their teens?

In the past, in Yun Qiyou's heart, what the master said was right, and she did follow the path that the master planned for her.

Practice, practice hard for longevity.

However, she has been increasingly skeptical recently. Can practice really lead to longevity? Even if she achieves longevity, what's the point of being alone?

The evil expression, the wretched eyes, and the crazy look of the boy after being teased by her appear in Yun Qiyou's mind from time to time.

When she thinks of the joy, the corners of her beautiful face are slightly raised, revealing a hint of a girl's smile.

She doesn't know that when a woman begins to fantasize about another man when she is lonely and alone, this is the love that the monks regard as a scourge and fear.

She is just a little girl who doesn't know the world. What does she know? Let her smile a little longer.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight in the world shines on the Qingluan Pavilion, it falls on the corner of the white-clothed woman's slightly smiling mouth.

After a night of wind, frost, rain and dew, the woman's temples are covered with faint crystal water drops.

Flowers on the temples, a sweet smile, perhaps this is how to describe the woman in white at this moment.

Until, there was a sound of footsteps on the wooden attic stairs. Ning Xiangruo saw that Yun Qiyou was indeed here, and her expression relaxed. She said, "Junior sister, it's almost time. You have a competition today. Let's go."

In the square, the tall arena was like a blue-black giant beast, crawling in the center of the square. Around this giant beast, there were countless people like ants.

In the noisy square, countless people were crowded and shoulder to shoulder. Early on, disciples placed dozens of chairs under the arena. Many elders seemed to think that watching the fight from a distance outside the Samsara Hall was not enough, so they came to the bottom of the arena.

There were quite a lot of people, including Yun Qiyou's mentor Jingshui Nun, Ye Xiaochuan's mentor Zui Daoren, and more than a dozen other elders of Cangyunmen.

In addition, many senior elders, such as Yao Xiaofu from Tianchi and Liubo Fairy from Donghai, were also sitting on chairs under the ring to watch. This reduced the number of senior elders outside the hall and made it seem a bit deserted.

Baili Yuan and Xiaochi stood behind Yao Xiaofu and Liubo Fairy. The two of them were just bullying, and finally found a great position to watch the fight. They no longer had to watch people's heads from the outside of the huge crowd like before.

On the ring, there were two people, a man and a woman. The man was dressed in green, six feet tall, carrying a long sword, and had a pretty face, but his eyes were rolling around with an evil light, and it was obvious that he was not a good person.

The woman was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, pure and elegant, with skin that was as white as snow and almost as delicate as a blow. She was tall and slender, holding a three-foot-long white fairy sword in her hand. She had no expression on her face and cold eyes. The strong wind in the sky blew her three-foot-long black hair slightly up, making it a little messy.

Under the red light of the morning sun, the emerald green jade hairpin inserted diagonally on the woman's head was shining, and it was worth a lot at first glance.

Six thousand years later, Wufeng and Zhanchen's masters finally stood opposite each other again.

Ye Xiaochuan got angry when he saw the jade hairpin on Yun Qiyou's head. He had been in Cangyun for fifteen years and had stolen from all the twelve peaks of the reincarnation. Over the years, he had always been the one who cheated others. He was really unlucky in the past few days. He was robbed twice by the female bandit in front of him, and the amount was huge. Otherwise, he would have been a rich young master who was rich enough to rival a country, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks, and enjoying a life of luxury.

As a result, now, he only had the 100 taels of silver notes that Yun Qiyou threw to him like a beggar in Guangna Hall the night before.

As the saying goes, a young master does not eat food given out of pity. If he was not penniless, he would have wanted to slap the 100 taels of silver notes on the face of this female bandit who was greedy and ruthless in front of countless people.

This competition was full of gimmicks, and everyone was very interested in today's battle.

In the last round, Ye Xiaochuan forced the Beidou to kill the gods, shocking Cangyun.

Until now, Yun Qiyou has not drawn the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon to kill the dust.

Countless people are speculating that Ye Xiaochuan can activate the Big Dipper to kill the gods, which means that his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the spiritual realm, which is unfathomable.

However, Yun Qiyou's Taoism is also unfathomable. He defeated the seventh level of the master of the out-of-body realm without drawing his sword, which means that his cultivation is probably not lower than the eighth level.

No one can say for sure who will win or lose in this fight. It feels like both sides have a 50% chance of winning.

Only the man and woman facing each other on the ring know the outcome of this fight.