Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons are clear, the cycle is repeated, and the rotation is endless.

The winter of Lingdu is like the flowing water of Weishui, which passes without hurry, and spring is coming quietly.

The spring breeze blew green on both sides of the Xiuchun River, and also blew green on both sides of the Weishui River, and it blew all the way to the north, and I don't know where it will stop.

Dongluo has been staying in Lingdu for several months, and under the non-stop poisoning of Dugu Yunyu, Zhang Tuling, Li Duchun, and Li Mu, the foundation of each layer of each realm has been beaten extremely thick, and even a little scary.

In addition to being severely beaten by four people in the past few months, Li Mu didn't know that many Mojia machine armor pills, sword armor, sword armor, and array armor were made from there...... As soon as all kinds of organ armor pills appeared, he greeted them unreasonably, until he couldn't stand up, and what was even more excessive was that every time Li Mu took out the mechanism armor pills, they were several levels higher than Dongluo's realm, and some were even higher than a big realm. Sometimes hitting him is like playing.

Dongluo's proud physique is useless under these organ armor pills that are not afraid of pain at all, he broke the machine armor, Li Mu is more, but the machine armor crippled him, so he can only consider himself unlucky.

Li Mu and the four of them beat him to help him lay a solid foundation, but those machine armor beat him, they were purely beating him, and Li Mu also said that this was to help him enhance his sense of fighting.

After months of beatings, the foundation has been consolidated, and the sense of battle has also been enhanced, but Dongluo, who is physically and mentally exhausted, almost committed suicide by throwing himself into the river.

In addition to the indispensable beatings every day, the operation of the two major cultivation methods of the "Tao Sutra" and the "Yijin Sutra" is also indispensable, and under such high pressure, his cultivation has also grown rapidly like a blowout.

His physique had reached the perfection of his muscles, and as long as he was waiting for his qi cultivation to catch up, he could directly enter the Boiling Blood Realm, and then smoothly and vigorously entered the Cutting Soul Realm.

Now his qi cultivation is still at the ninth layer of Peiyuan, Peiyuan, as the name suggests, solidifies the foundation of Peiyuan.

And the marrow of people is where the vitality lies.

What Dongluo has to do is to transform the aura in the dantian sea into the vitality of the human body, scatter it into the limbs and hundreds of remains, urge the bone marrow to be jadeized, and Peiyuan is nine layers, indicating that the bone marrow of Dongluo has been jadeized ninety.

This is also the reason why the acquired five realms should be divided into ten layers, and the innate realm is not used, and the ten layers correspond to ten percent.

After the bone marrow is completely jaded, there will be a steady stream of vitality fed out, as if it has been reborn.

Now the breath of winter fall is more and more round and deep, giving people the feeling of facing the deep starry sky, unpredictable.

Today, when Dongluo, who had no love, was about to calmly accept the beating every day, he suddenly heard Dugu Yunyu say that he could rest today and rest in the future.

Because, they're leaving.

I also asked if Dongluo was very happy.

Dongluo was a little stunned for a while, looking up at the woman who was the most ruthless and the most fierce beater, and was a little stunned for a while.

Dongluo suddenly felt a sense of unreality, and he muttered to himself, "Are the hard days finally coming to an end?"

The thin boy, with deep-set eye sockets and a sallow complexion, didn't care about the small courtyard that Chunyu had just visited, and sat in a puddle of water, panting heavily.

In the courtyard, there are many deep and shallow puddles like this, all of which are collided by Dongluo and those indestructible machine armors with **.

After the spring rains, every puddle is filled with water, and the spring is cold, and the bones are cold, and these winter falls are not felt.

He just looked up, looked at the sky, and took a big breath of this rare fresh air.

Li Mu looked at the thin young man in the courtyard, his eyes were slightly sour, for more than 20 years, he had accompanied this young man to the farthest road, seen the most magnificent scenery, and had already regarded him as the closest person in the world.

In the past few months, he imitated

The Buddha saw it again, more than ten years ago, in order to survive and defeat the Heavenly Dao Seed, the young man practiced boxing and arrows over and over again in the training ground...... survived the scorching heat, endured the cold winter, and walked step by step to today.

It was hard, very slow, but never stopped.

Li Mu smiled with tears.

In life, there will always be someone who has witnessed your growth and experienced your joys and sorrows.

And after Chen Baxian died, he Li Mu was the only one in this world who witnessed the growth of Dongluo.

Although the fist that fell on Dongluo's body has not been lighter at all in the past few months, the fist that fell on his heart has never been lighter.

Zhang Tuling smiled and asked, "A little unbearable?"

Li Mu shook his head, "I regret a little bit that I started lightly, and I may not have such a good opportunity in the future." ”

Zhang Tuling smiled and did not speak.

It seems that he is not good at expressing his emotions, which is a common problem of all men in the world.

Li Duchun also said with some regret: "I knew this earlier, I would have started a little heavier yesterday, anyway, I don't have to think about it, I know it, and when he recognizes Mr. in the future, I can't miss this black face." Anyway, I have to be beaten by Mr., I should find something to make up for here!"

Zhang Tuling and Li Mu looked at each other and smiled.

In my heart, I was secretly glad that the short-sighted gentleman couldn't find them. Otherwise, they will only be beaten obediently.

Thinking that Chen Baxian, the only one who would stand out for that young man, was dead, the two couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It's just that people always have to look forward, not to mention the long-sighted mountain people like them, in their lives, what they see the most is life and death.

......

Dugu Yunyu looked at the young man who was sitting in a puddle, and felt a faint pain in his heart, but his face was still silent.

"In the past few months, I have suffered. ”

Dongluo was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "Aunt Zhang, the pain that can be endured is not bitter, and the pain that does not touch the soul is not painful." ”

Dugu Yunyu smiled, stretched out his hand to help the young man wipe the sweat, rain, and tears on his face, "If you meet someone who can't be beaten in the future, you don't have to die if you admit defeat, don't hold on for the so-called face, admit it immediately when you should admit it, don't be ashamed." Being alive is the most important thing, and only by being alive can there be infinite possibilities. ”

Dongluo nodded seriously.

Dugu Yunyu continued: "In the future, when you go to the far north, don't be too reckless in your life and work, don't underestimate anyone, no matter who it is, as long as people don't mess with you, don't deliberately cause trouble." But if someone provokes you, you will beat him to death, and beat out the old Wang Ba and the old turtle that you can't beat, don't be afraid, and Aunt Zhang is here! The sword in Aunt Zhang's hand is very hard, harder than the shell of a turtle. ”

Dongluo's nose was sore, and tears fell uncontrollably.

A sincere tear can often replace countless words.

Dugu Yunyu tilted his head slightly, holding back the tears in his eyes from slipping down.

Although she is used to parting, she still does not look down on parting.

Dugu Yunyu reached out and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and when his fingertips were about to touch his eyebrows, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Between his messy hair, the pattern of the three-born lotus printed on the center of his eyebrows flashed away, and soon disappeared under the skin, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to find it at all.

Dugu Yunyu took out three things and handed them to Dongluo, a jade pendant, a book, and a piece of Dading Tiandi Houde Town Daoyu that was taken away by Yao Baoshu in Guangling City.

"Jade Perry is a period of practice, after you learn it, you will practice this heaven and earth moral jade and the innate spirit treasure you obtained before, this heaven and earth moral jade is not an ordinary innate spirit treasure, it may take a while to practice, you must not be in a hurry, it would be a pity to practice and scrap it. ”

"This book of heaven is heaven

The treasure of the Dao, carrying a trace of the power of the Heavenly Dao, can be used to deduce some small things, which Aunt Zhang snatched from the hands of the Jia family, the four major families in Jinling County, and it is barely okay, so you can keep it!"

......

......

Dongluo kept taking the things handed over by Dugu Yunyu, there were already several innate spirit treasures alone, and there were also a lot of martial arts and Taoism.

The winter falls are all accepted one by one with tears.

Dugu Yunyu stood up and smiled: "Let's go, live well." ”

Dongluo got up from the puddle with a lot of things in his arms and nodded solemnly.

Dugu Yunyu nodded at Li Mu and the three of them under the pillars, and then turned into four long rainbows and disappeared into the sky without a sound.

Dongluo stood in the courtyard in a daze, and one stop was a whole day.

Let the spring breeze blow through his long hair.

......

Many things in life, like the ripples behind the boat, are always the most beautiful after the end.

This is a truth that the skinny Dongluo lies on the stern of the ferry boat heading north along the Weishui River, and thinks about it for a long, long time before he understands it.

......

......

The spring breeze blows across the earth much faster than a ferry.

When Dongluo was still sailing on the Weishui River on the ferry boat heading north, the spring breeze had already blown through many places.

A huge and magnificent palace complex, dilapidated, deserted, with wild vegetation and no one to take care of it.

And on the other side of this palace complex, there is also a palace complex, which is magnificent, full of people, and people come and go.

In the dilapidated palace complex, there was a middle-aged man in a big red robe, and a young man in black slowly walked through the empty palace complex.

The middle-aged man walks very slowly, and the youth who follows him is not fast.

The middle-aged man with a white face and beard, with his hands on his sleeves, coughed lightly, as if it was a little difficult to resist the sudden spring cold.

The young man in black said with some concern: "Manager Chen, are you okay?"

The white-faced middle-aged man named Chen Changsheng was the chief steward of this dilapidated palace complex, and he was the only person still alive in this palace complex.

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "The old problem is sick, and I won't be able to die for a while." If you don't see you for a few years, your cultivation is getting deeper and deeper. ”

The young man in black smiled, "It's all the credit of the young master." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled noncommittally, "Young master, no, when will the King of Han return! The old slave should also find someone to repair this palace so as to welcome the King of Han." ”

The young man in black looked at the south and chuckled, "It's almost there." ”

Chen Changsheng looked at this palace that was once extremely prosperous, but now it was dilapidated, and grinned, "The west wind is still shining, and the Han family palace is que." ”

The young man in black looked at the old man in front of him who had seen many times, and his heart was a little sour.

A Han family palace in Nuoda, there is no emperor, no Jiao'e, no servants, only such an old man guards day after day, year after year, guarding the willow color year after year, and the spring breeze is like snow every year.

Chen Changsheng sat down against a rockery, closed his eyes, and smiled.

Year after year, a Jiazi has passed, a hundred years are about to pass, and he has not passed.

One person is gone, a group of people are gone, everyone is gone, he is not gone.

Chen Changsheng spread out his hands, sat on the ground and said with some emotion: "The homeland is three thousand miles, and the deep palace is twenty years. And now twenty years have passed, and I am old, and you are gone......"

The black-clothed young man had a sour nose, clasped his fists and saluted, leaving a Sumeru object, saying goodbye, and then fleeing.

When he got out of the palace complex, the young man in black who couldn't wait jumped into the sky and turned into a huge black dog, running in the clouds, walking towards Weicheng with tears in his eyes.