Qu Tong laughed softly again, and the whole night, in this subtle smile, seemed to have become a lot brighter. Under the shadow of the moon, that figure had become so beautiful and holy in Duan Li'er's eyes.

"Because I'm no match for you!" Qu Tong is not without stubbornness.

"I don't believe ......" Duan Li'er was straightforward.

"Hmph, I want people to say it, and people don't ......believe it," Qu Tong said coquettishly.

“……”

"Seriously, why don't you believe it?" Qu Tong said.

"No, you're not such an easy compromiser, if it weren't for me today, maybe you'd already advance to the third round." Duan Li'er asked tentatively.

“…… Maybe......" Qu Tong walked to Duan Li'er's side, sat down, and replied lightly.

Duan Li'er's heart trembled sharply, could it be that Qu Tong really admitted defeat for her? Regardless of the face of the Heavenly Zen Sect, regardless of her master's arrangement, admit defeat?

"Sister Duan, can I ask you a question?" Qu Tong asked softly.

"Huh? Say it? What can't be asked? Duan Li'er said.

"Do you believe that people can not die?"

"Isn't it just that we cultivate the truth so that we can not die? Can it live forever? Don't you even believe in all these things that cultivators are pursuing? Duan Li'er glanced at Qu Tong strangely and asked rhetorically.

Qu Tong was stunned for a moment, as if he was asked by Duan Li'er, and only after a while did he say faintly: "Then you say, can the dead be resurrected?" ”

"Resurrection?" Duan Li'er was taken aback.

Many theories in his previous life seemed to have been completely shattered by this grotesque world of cultivation, but some things were still deeply stuck in Duan Li'er's heart.

"Can the dead be brought back to life?" Duan Li'er couldn't help but ask herself the same in her heart.

Can a man who dies like a lamp go out to be resurrected?

After thinking about it for a long time, it didn't seem that he had gotten any satisfactory answer, Duan Li'er said, "Why do you ask that?" ”

Qu Tong shook his head and said gloomily: "I thought of it by chance, there is no reason." ”

"Sister Duan, do you say, is the ultimate existence of the cultivation we are pursuing? Can we really live forever? Qu Tong changed the question, but asked again.

Duan Li'er suddenly felt that this Qu Tong, who had quieted down, was no longer the naughty elf that everyone could see during the day, but ......

And what it is, Duan Li'er can't seem to say.

"Perhaps!" Duan Li'er spoke, but he was not sure, "It's just that since we have chosen this path, we always have to go down seriously, even if there is no result!" ”

“……”

“……”

The wind gently blows on the top of the mountain, with the slightest coolness that belongs to the night, and the moonlight shines on the top of the broken peak, and also reflects the world.

At the top of the mountain, two figures were doing side by side, and they didn't speak for a long time.

Gradually, the night deepened, and the moon passed the middle of the day, and turned away to the west.

A figure stretched out a hand and gently wrapped it around the shoulder of the person next to him. At that moment, it was as if the whole world was still.

The night passed quickly, and the sun brought the world back to day.

This night may be very ordinary, very peaceful, and even disappear quickly in this long river of time, without the slightest wave.

It's just that for some people, it may be a little different, at least for Duan Li'er and Qu Tong.

On the Wuxuan altar, on the high platform, Candle Dong stood in front of the major elders, today Candle Dong seemed to be in a much better state, and a faint smile gradually emanated from his face, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart

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