Ning Bao: "If you pursue speed, I can arrange a flying puppet, and it only takes four or five days to go back and forth from Akatsuki Mountain." ”

Xia Yuan: "Then let's arrange it like this." ”

Ning Bao: "Your Majesty, whose grave is it?"

Xia Yuan was silent for a moment.

Ning Bao was also silent.

Xia Yuan sat cross-legged opposite the Grand Master, snatched the teacup in front of the Grand Master, and drank the weak tea in the cup in one gulp. Need you say anything?

Ning Bao's heart was sweet, and a smile appeared on his silent face: "Then I'll arrange it, after all, my departure may be noticed by someone with a heart, and the transfer of flying puppets will only be the fastest if I go in person." ”

Xia Yuan suddenly said: "Ning Bao, I..."

The Great Grandmaster turned his head, his posture charming, his eyes full of expectation, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Xia Yuan wanted to say that he wanted to go alone, but seeing Ning Bao like this, he couldn't say anything, so he smiled gently: "It's nothing." ”

The Grand Grandmaster's red lips moved, and he didn't continue to ask after all, but got up and stretched his long chin, "Wait for me for a while." ”

"Hmm. ”

...

Xia Yuan saw the flying puppet.

This is a seabird puppet, the wings can be spread more than five meters, and the whole material is actually wood, only a few key places are on the metal nut, the metal presents a gorgeous red, with a natural and simple pattern, not like paint, but the original color, gold, silver, copper and iron are not red, and this magnificent and treacherous red, so that the whole puppet with a bit of mystery.

The back of the puppet is very wide and has some simple guardrails, but even so, this puppet is not something that ordinary people can sit on, not even the Jianghu people who have boiled some muscles, otherwise the crosswind in the sky will blow them down.

The puppet was originally prepared for students who broke the lock of the ground.

The vigorous blood strength will make you more calm, and it will not happen in the farce of being blown away by the wind in the sky.

Ryuoji Temple, inside the quadruple gate.

Everything outside is far away.

In the afternoon, the golden light lazily covers the imperial capital for hundreds of miles.

In the small courtyard, the shadows of the two fell obliquely, entangled and intertwined.

Ning Bao stood in front of the seabird puppet that had just arrived, looked up at the lifelike bird's eyes and beak in front of him, and stretched out his snow-white little hand and gently touched between the puppet's eyes.

The fingers moved at some strange frequency.

With each of her movements, the seabird seemed to slowly begin to "unblock".

Ning Bao withdrew his hand.

A mysterious connection had connected her to the puppet.

Brush!

The godless bird's eyes suddenly opened.

With a singular rhythm.

The whole puppet seems to come to life.

"Your Majesty, let's go. ”

Ning Bao spread her hands and flew up the puppet's back like a celestial maiden, and then she watched her monarch trot all the way to the wings, then raised her hands and jumped to grab the wings, and then climbed up.

The Grand Master fell into a state of confusion.

Is this a deceitful act of the king?

Xia Yuan sat next to her: "Let's go." ”

Only then did Ning Bao react.

The puppet takes off.

The wings flapped vigorously, causing dust to scatter and leaves rustling.

Soon.

This seabird puppet has risen to the sky.

Everything in the world is small.

The student and the Grand Master sat together, heading northwest in the world above the clouds.

Xia Yuan looked at the Great Grandmaster beside him, the green silk was flowing backwards in the long wind in the sky, and from time to time some would tease his cheeks.

Ning Bao lowered his body forward, and Xia Yuan also fell down.

This is covered by guardrails and minimizes the impact of the wind.

"Ning Bao, how did this puppet fly?"

"Demon Heart. ”

"Demon Heart?" Although Xia Yuan knew some things, he was more vague and his strength was temporarily strong, but his theoretical knowledge was relatively weak, after all, he had not lived that long, and he had not really precipitated in the circle of grandmasters.

Ning Bao said: "Generally speaking, if there are no special circumstances, if the inferior immortals, or the seven grades of the Heavenly Seal, once they have not carried the demons in their hearts, they will lose their minds and become demons who only know how to slaughter."

However, these demon hearts are strange energy sources, and the forces that developed the puppets have turned the demon hearts into an important energy source that fits the puppets.

As long as you hit the puppet's eyebrows at an agreed frequency, you can activate the demon heart and then harness the puppet. ”

Xia Yuan thought about Ning Bao's actions just now, this was indeed the case.

And the rhythm generated in the air is the heartbeat of the demon heart after it is activated.

This heartbeat generates the energy for the puppet to take off.

It's funny to think that at the beginning of my crossing, I thought this was an ancient martial arts world.

It's faster than you think.

A day and a half later.

The seabird puppet is already hovering over Mt. Akatsuki.

Under the guidance of Xia Yuan.

The seabird puppet finally came to rest above a secluded deep valley.

Overlooking it below.

The white clouds come out, the clouds are deep and do not know where to go, and the mist is like a white yarn of three or four taels, flowing west with the east wind.

I vaguely saw the peach blossoms blooming, such as cinnabar blooming for half a mile, becoming a fairyland.

The seabird puppet landed on a desolate cliff outside the peach forest.

Xia Yuan insisted on going by himself.

The great grandmaster is not a girl with the temper of the eldest lady, she has to be angry, she has to get to the bottom of it, since the king said it, then she should answer it, don't ask.

Sitting in the misty mountains with snow-white long legs, she looked at the back of the young man farther and farther away, and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

"I've been with you for a long time, and everyone has relaxed a lot. ”

The Grand Master sighed and fell back.

The shadow of the cloud fell into those eyes.

And in the mountains with no future, Xia Yuan walked alone among the ups and downs of the forest.

He walked very slowly.

It's slow.

It was so slow that he could finish the road with a stick of incense, but he walked for an hour.

No matter how slow the road is, there will be an end after all.

When the boy stood in front of the grave, the fog had already lifted, and the golden light broke through the white clouds and fell on the tombstone like a long column.

There is no inscription on the stele, but in front of the stele is a bouquet of blood-stained flowers.

The flowers have long since withered, and the blood has dried up.

Xia Yuan knelt in front of the tombstone, his hands slowly digging into the soil, he didn't use blood, so the gravel, sharp stones, and dead branches in the soil could easily hurt him.

He was also happy to be hurt like this.

It wasn't until his hands were already scarred that he dug a pit and took out a black jade urn from under the tombstone.

He dusted off the dust, held the urn tightly in his arms, and closed his eyes tightly.

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry..."

"I promised you to bury you half a mile deep in the peach blossoms, I thought I would stay in Akatsuki Mountain for a long time, so I brought you here to live temporarily.

Now that I have gone to the imperial capital, the peach blossoms in the imperial capital are about to bloom, and I am here to pick you up.

The imperial capital is also your home, and I will take you home.

You want me to protect the East China Sea... I don't know if I can do it, so I didn't promise you, but since you are the king of the East China Sea, and since those are your family, then, although I am still very weak, I am willing to give it a try for you. ”

The boy smiled brightly.

He looked at the urn as if he were talking to a living person.

Tears rolled in his eyes, but they never fell.

But, what about the tears in my heart?