In Qingzhou, by the sea, the mountain flowers are bright and the fragrance of tea is scattered. A young woman in a short-sleeved purple shirt carries a bamboo basket and picks tea with her bare hands. What a land of mountains and rivers, a treasure land of beautiful mountains and rivers.

Jianghu is a glass of wine, a bowl of tea, and a foreigner. The blue sea of heaven and earth is brewed into a cup of wine by the clear blue sky, and the mountain flowers are boiled into a bowl of sweet tea.

"In this world, it seems that all partings are really for the next encounter. If you can build a thatched house and plant a few pots of camellia in this place near mountains and rivers, it is really called life, and it is called wanton chic. The boy muttered alone.

Lin Ziyun was leisurely drunk with the scenery here, as if he was really a mortal. The mountain is emerald green like a piece of jasper, like the eyebrows of everyone's beautiful depiction, and the thousands of miles of peaks and peaks are graceful like hair curled into a snail. A few wisps of clouds fluttering among the green mountains are painted into Gong'e's phoenix hairpin, which is extremely charming and enchanting. The water is as clear as a glass luminous cup, and the Yangtze River is a white jade belt carved by a good craftsman embroidered with a galloping glow. The slightest mist between the nostalgic world condenses into grains of rain and dew, embellished on the branches of those flowers and grasses, dazzling and lovely.

Once upon a time, was it okay?

The sky is still the day of the sixteen states, the moon is still the moon of the youth, and the night is more ancient and desolate. I have resigned from today, and it is tomorrow again. Day after day, the rivers are rolling, what year is tonight?

The small village in Qingzhou is picturesque, and it seems to belong to Lin Ziyun's painting.

Since the chaos in the sixteen states of Yanyun was pacified, Lin Ziyun has been staying in a small village called Camellia Ridge. He sat in a grass hut built by himself, lit a green fire, and burned a piece of sandalwood. The moonlight shone into the hut, and the outline of the young man's face and somewhat rickety body could be faintly seen, curled up on the futon, drinking a glass of wine, drinking himself.

"Tanxi, I miss you so much. ”

It is faint and low, and there seems to be endless sorrow. Such as the sound of the wild horn in Qingzhou Bianyi, there is no end to the song.

The young man seemed to be drunk, leaned on his sword, and slowly got up. He lowered his eyes, looking for something, in his heart, it was also the woman who was lying on the bed and hadn't woken up for ten years, her name was Tantai Tanxi!

"Haha...... Today, I'm teaching Aunt Wang's house next door to read and write, but it makes me angry. Tanxi, you don't know this big cow, the children can't be taught, and the children can't be ......."

"Tanxi?"

Lin Ziyun suddenly opened his eyes, where was there someone in front of him? Blinking, Lin Ziyun confirmed that he was not mistaken, and his footsteps staggered, and he almost fell to the ground. At this moment, the breeze was blowing from the window, and it actually stabbed Lin Ziyun's eyes painfully. He was like a child, his eyes swollen and red, stunned and motionless.

"Tan Xi ......"

Sure it wasn't a dream, Lin Ziyun went crazy and rushed out of the door.

In the mountains and forests, the moonlight is shining, but it is empty. Lin Ziyun shouted everywhere, "Tan Xi ......."

He was crying like a child, when suddenly he heard a voice that came softly. In an instant, Lin Ziyun's whole person was as if he had been fixed, and he couldn't believe it.

"Senior brother!"

The mountains seemed to overlap and overlap in front of him, and Lin Ziyun had thousands of pictures in his mind, but he didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that this was a dream, and he was afraid that he would wake up, open his eyes, and see a girl sleeping on the bed.

The breeze is mixed with drizzle, and the grass and trees are full of trees in the new spring season. If it is a new rain, facing the dust and mist, the lakes and mountains are beautiful, and the treacherous Lan is clustered. Between the sky and the earth, between the mountains and the water, there is a person, who is called a fairy.

"Senior brother. ”

Tantai Tanxi, one is like an elf, and a peerless divine flower blooming in the fairy light. There were countless affections in his eyes, as thick as rain, and he hugged Lin Ziyun tightly.

"Tanxi, you're awake. Let me see if it's true. Ah......h If it weren't for being hugged tightly by Tantai Tanxi, I was afraid that I would have to jump up. He broke free of his embrace, squeezed the jade hand of the platform, looked left and right, and kept smirking in his mouth.

"It's really you, Tanxi. ”

"I have a lot to say to you, you're really okay. Great, great. Lin Ziyun shouted.

"Well, I'm fine. It's all bad to blame Tan Xi, and it's really damn good to let my senior brother miss me so much. "Tantai Tanxi is still the one who only has a senior brother, white clothes are curling, and the jade face is white and flawless, if a fairy does not eat the fireworks of the world. It's just that at this moment, she has a grievance on her face, just worrying about herself for making Lin Ziyun so concerned. But there is a hint of joy in my heart, the senior brother really cares about her.

No one understands why the girl loves Lin Ziyun so much, but there is no need for a reason to love someone. What's more, senior brother, it seems that I also like Tanxi!

It is still so beautiful, as in the past.

"I will carve the blue moon in the heart of the sky, and the blue moon will be your thrush. I will pour the bright moon into the Yangtze River, and the Yangtze River will see you pouring light. ”

"Love at first sight, spring breeze on both sides, for three years, looking for you everywhere, all your internal organs are you. Tan Xi, do you remember me? I'm your senior brother!" Lin Ziyun said stupidly about the old land, he had endless thoughts in his heart to tell her, and endless joy to share with her.

The two looked at each other and laughed, this moonlight, this breeze slanting and drizzling, this mountain flowers are the best gifts. Lin Ziyun hugged Tantai's slender waist and hugged her in circles. 5200

"Hehe......"

The girl's laughter made the boy no longer sorrowful.

Clusters of flowers bloomed, and moonlight fell one by one. This heaven and earth seem to bloom infinitely at this moment.

In this world, no matter how beautiful things are, they can't compare to the joy of reunion after a long absence, life and death.

That night, the moonlight was bright and clear, the drizzle was drunk, and the starry sky was like a dream woven with gilt and silver threads.

The years are like a song, and in addition to the quietness of his cultivation, Lin Ziyun can also feel the warmth of this other world. Time flies for a year, and Shen Luyi's smile occasionally appears in front of his eyes, Qin Song's rough face, Zhao Qin's open-mindedness before his death, and Nannan's parting.

Putting away the saber, Lin Ziyun stared at the platform affectionately.

"I've thought about it, Tan Xi, let's go to the Cultivation Realm. ”

"Wherever Brother Lin goes, I'll go. Tantai smiled.

Yes, no matter how big the sixteen states of Yanyun are, they are also the human realm, and they can't keep him. No matter how beautiful Qingzhou is, it is not as beautiful as the people in front of him, and there is no reason for him to stay.

Lin Ziyun said that one day, he will stand at the highest peak and live in vain. He Lin Ziyun still has a lot of things to do, and he can't stop.

Yes, Lin Ziyun wants to find Lin Wuxie, Lin Ziyun also wants to go to Shizun's hometown to see, Lin Ziyun still has his own ideals.

That year, in Qingzhou, by the sea, milk vetch bloomed all over the fields, and green bamboos rippled the world. Lin Ziyun stepped on the sword and left, with anticipation and Tanxi.

There is no time for cultivation, and Hongchen has a long-cherished wish. In ten years, Lin Ziyun's feathering period has been consummated, but the immensity of the entire cultivation realm is far from subsided. Since the end of the expedition to the Seven Stars Secret Realm, the Northern Regions have been plunged into a catastrophe.

The goddess Tantai killed countless Tianjiao in a rage, and Qianxue Mountain was attacked by the crowd because of this, and for several years, from the ancestors of the sect to the slaves, the miscellaneous disciples were all implicated, and countless deaths and injuries were innumerable.

Zhao Xing of the Corpse Kui Sect, Gu Mingxi of the Taishang Sanyuan Sect, Wenxiang Pavilion Plum Fairy, as well as Ziguang, Murong Haojie, Lin Zhaobei, etc., countless geniuses fell here, causing a shocking earthquake. Today's Northern Regions are divided by the heroes. In just a few years, the Lingyin Sect later became a behemoth, and the Evergreen Sect stood for countless years, not to mention. In addition, the Moon Repair Chamber of Commerce, the Hidden Family, and the Heavenly Absolute Valley can also occupy a place. As for some weak sects, even the sects that had little left in the Yuan Infant Period, they were all struggling in the flames of war and climbing to the wall.

In this battle of immortals and demons, Nanling is undoubtedly the initiator.

Cultivators, flying to the sky, holding the spirit treasure in their hands can open up the world, move mountains and reclaim the sea. Refining the Dao base, casting the soul of the gods, wandering outside the fang, exploring the sky, condensing a great golden pill, forming a supreme yuan infant, from then on, the immortals are forever separated, free in the nine days, can catch the moon, can hit yin and yang.

The northern region refines the qi, the southern ridge refines the soul, the eastern earth refines the body, and the western sea refines the heart. Cultivating together, the monk absorbs the spiritual energy into the body, washes the tendons and marrow, turns into a hundred veins and opens the body, turns into a golden pill, forms a primordial baby, and takes life from heaven and earth, which is a matter against the sky, so the path of cultivation is a road that has gone through many hardships.

The aura enters the body, separated by immortals, and then embarks on the path of immortals. Washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, casting into the inner Dao base, is for the foundation building period, turning a hundred veins into the hole, called feathering, from then on you can tie the golden pill, condense the Yuan Baby, cast the Yuan God, experience the three decays of heaven and man to become a generation of heavenly power, this is the cultivator.

However, there is a group of monastics, who are called devourers. They practice demonic skills, they don't need to smell and nourish themselves, they only rely on devouring cultivators, spirits, and spiritual objects, and washing them into their own cultivation.

This catastrophe of Gu Mingxing is a battle between devourers and cultivators!

The Northern Regions, a corner of the border, a small city called "Qingxin City", where people come and go. Lin Ziyun just spent a few medium-grade spirit stones and landed in a quaint inn. Tantai Tanxi pouted: "This is too stingy, the spiritual power pool in the house is not as good as the effect of ordinary spirit stones." ”

In the inn of the cultivator, a spiritual pool will be placed, which can make the spiritual power in the house richer than the outside world. Naturally, this small inn in the corner of the country has no luxurious decorations, and it can be regarded as a broken spirit gathering array and a simple spirit pond for the guests who temporarily live here to cultivate. Lin Ziyun has been living in the human world for many years, and he has only seen it on Strange Stories, but he has never seen it with his own eyes. However, when I saw it with my own eyes, although I was not disappointed, I also felt that there was nothing special, but a proud woman like Tantai Tanxi naturally looked down on this configuration. But it doesn't matter, Tantai Tanxi also likes to open her heart because she is with Lin Ziyun, and occasionally complains a word or two, she herself is not the kind of pampered lady who can't endure hardship.

"Hey, have you heard? The Dihua of Qianxue Mountain and the Red Absolute Three-Evil Battle of Huangquan Mansion. "There were a few casual cultivators in physical attire leaning against the table next to the window and talking.

"Who doesn't know this, Ogihua is one against three. Someone sighed.

"It's a pity, it's a pity......!" the man began to speak, shaking his head and sighing.

Tanxi, who was walking on the stairs with Lin Ziyun, was shocked when he heard this.

"Little flowers, Brother Lin, they're talking about little flowers......"

Lin Ziyun was in a trance, the strange scene in his mind flashed, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was surrounded by endless red fire.

"Nirvana?"