Chapter 62: The Past Follows the Wind

Yangshi, the general rudder of Mingjiao, the top of the light.

Nangong Yu was dressed in a blood-colored robe, standing in front of the altar of the holy fire, looking at the blazing flame in a daze.

That man, like this fire, was bright and violent, with the courage to burn everything, incomprehensible and uncontrollable.

These days, Nangong Yu often felt bursts of intense pain coming from all over his body from time to time. Sometimes the heart is frightened, sometimes sad, sometimes anxious, sometimes angry.

Although this feeling was very uncomfortable, it made him feel at ease, because he knew that the person still existed. In a special way, in a corner he didn't know, the pain was real.

Now, those feelings are completely gone, leaving no trace. It's as if everything before was nothing more than my own delusion.

Did she unlock the amulet? Or is it ...... Nangong Yu didn't dare to think about it anymore. Or rather, he had guessed, but he didn't want to admit it.

I wanted to see her again, even if it was just from afar. She is so outstanding and different, people fall in love at first sight. But at the same time, she is so ruthless and resolute, in a way that is almost the same end, to end her delusions.

"Sect Master, the three factions of Emei, Wudang, and Shaolin have joined forces to attack my Guangming Peak, and the banner masters of the Five Elements Banner have laid down a Five Elements Array to meet the enemy in accordance with the instructions of the previous Sect Master." A hurried announcement from a sect member interrupted Nangong Yu's thoughts.

"Oh? Didn't the Loose faction come this time? It's rare. Nangong Yu rubbed the Holy Flame Order in his hand and said lightly.

Although the number of Xiaoyao faction is small, they are all strong in martial arts, and they hate themselves to the bone, and every time they attack the Bright Peak, they are the vanguard. Didn't come this time?

The sect leader peeked at Nangong Yu's face, and stopped talking. The entire Ming Sect knows where the sect leader's rebellious scales are, and as long as that person is involved, the sect leader will do something irrational.

Nangong Yu saw that the sect member was hesitant, and he felt a little anxious, and said coldly: "Tell me what you know." ”

"Sect Master, I heard that it seems to be, it is...... Something is wrong with the body of the head of the Loose Sect. The congregation knelt on the ground, their heads hanging low, trying to reduce their sense of presence, for fear of harming the pond fish.

Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, and the Holy Flame Order fell to the ground with a "snap".

"The Sect Master's anger is relieved!" The congregation immediately trembled with fear.

"Get out!" Nangong Yu shook his hand casually, and a domineering energy came out through his palm, blasting the sect members several meters away. The sect members didn't care to wipe the blood from the corners of their mouths, and ran away from the ground.

"Xian'er, don't you even want to leave me the last chance?" Nangong Yu looked lonely, his eyes were filled with endless remorse, and he muttered to himself: "If I hadn't persecuted you at the beginning, wouldn't the situation have been different?" Even if you resent me, scolded me, or even tried to kill me, it doesn't matter, as long as you exist, it's more important than anything else. Xian'er, do you know that the day you first met, the way you stopped me was really beautiful. ”

The crackling sound of the holy flame burning overwhelmed Nangong Yu's words, leaving only a sigh, which lasted for a long time.

At the bottom of the lake, in the deepest part of the Lingbo Cave, in a cave made of cold jade, the dumb aunt was holding the piano in a daze.

The body of the master, which was originally placed on the cold jade bed, is gone.

"Senior sister......" Qu Yi didn't know when he came behind the dumb aunt, and the dumb aunt, who had always been sharp, didn't notice it at all.

The dumb aunt turned around and nodded lightly at Qu Yi, and was about to leave as before, but Qu Yi pulled her sleeve.

"Senior sister, it's been three years since Master passed away, but you still refuse to let go, look at how haggard you have become! Master has a spirit in heaven, and he will definitely be sad. Qu Yi watched the dumb aunt lose weight day by day, and couldn't help but persuade.

The mute aunt wore long hair, her already thin face looked even more pale and haggard, and her long eyelashes obscured her eyes, which were as dull as a pool of stagnant water. Since Zixian died, there has never been any emotion in the eyes of the dumb aunt.

Hearing Qu Yi's words, the dumb aunt slowly raised her head and looked at Qu Yi. It wasn't until the empty eyes made Qu Yi's hair stand on end that she walked out slowly.

Qu Yi wiped the cold sweat from his head. Fortunately, they are familiar with each other, if they are strangers, they will definitely think that they have met a female ghost when they see their senior sister like this.

Qu Yi carefully inspected the entire cave again, but still found no clues.

"Master, you have been so open-minded all your life, and there can be such a madman who disturbs you that you will not be able to sleep peacefully after you die. If I had known who it was, it would have been dismantled. With that, the sword took off his hand, flew around the air, and returned to his hand.

At the same time, the Jizo King Bodhisattva, who was far underground, sneezed heavily.

"Bodhisattva, what's wrong with you?" Zixian stared at a pair of watery clear eyes and looked at King Jizo with concern.

Rao is the most holy Buddha realm like the King of Jizo, and at this moment, he was also blushed a little by Zixian's water-level gaze, and hurriedly turned his back.

Time passes much faster in the heavens and on earth than on earth, and although it is not as exaggerated as the folklore that "one day in heaven and one year on earth", it is true that it flies quickly.

Zixian's sister, Zi Ling, was eighteen years old at this time. Zixian, who is an older sister, looks much more immature because her body has been frozen by ice for three years.

"Amitabha, sins and sins...... The color is not empty, the empty is not the color, the color is empty, the empty is the color......" King Jizo put his hands together, and chattered for a while, and saw that Zixian was confused.

"Bodhisattva?" Zixian was stunned and pulled the corner of King Jizo's clothes, and King Jizo turned around, his face was already the usual light and cloudy.

"Miss Mo is feeling better? Your physical body has been frozen in the Yang World for three years, and you may be a little uncomfortable at the beginning of your soul, but it will get better slowly. "King Jizo's voice is very gentle, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for healing me and helping me return my yang, this kindness, Mozi Xian really doesn't know how to repay it." Remembering that when he was just brought back by King Jizo, he was desperate and resentful, so he used the curse words he learned from Jinyu on King Jizo's body, but he was ashamed to think about it at the moment.

King Jizo looked at Zixian's pink cheeks with shame, and then thought about the vicious appearance when she was just captured by herself, and she couldn't help but laugh.

King Jizo is the kind of person who is cautious, so he naturally doesn't care about the evil words of the Zixian under his anger. But looking at her well-behaved appearance at the moment, I couldn't help but want to tease.

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