In the evening, it was getting late, and the Dan Dao lecture that had lasted for more than ten hours was finally coming to an end.

Everyone gained a lot, not only did they get the personal explanation and guidance of Song Xiruo, the dean of the Dan Master College, but Zhao Yun also created a freehand alchemy that had never been seen for hundreds of years, which feasted everyone's eyes and shocked them at the same time.

It turns out that you can refine pills without using a Dan furnace and a Dan Ding, which is indeed very groundbreaking.

Among them, many people are mainly there to see beautiful sisters and handsome brothers, and they have all achieved such small goals.

"Okay, this is the end of this sermon, if you encounter something you don't understand in terms of alchemy, you can always ask the teachers for advice, or you can go to Zhao Yun, he may give you something unexpected!"

With Song Xiruo leaving, this opening sermon came to an end.

Zhao Yun had long felt that it was not interesting, but he wanted to leave but couldn't go, otherwise he would lose the face of Dean Song Xiruo. Now, it's finally time to be quiet.

Last night, Zhao Yun almost finished reading all the books on the first to tenth floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and even obtained the tenth layer of the lost Dandao ancient book - "Dao Dancheng". If you talk about Dan Dao knowledge, I am afraid that there are few people in the entire Lingxiao Continent who can compare to Zhao Yun.

However, just as Zhao Yun wanted to leave, he was surrounded by a large group of people.

At first glance, except for a few men, the rest are all senior sisters and younger sisters.

What's the situation?

"Little junior brother, I have a few questions about alchemy that I would like to ask you, I wonder if you have time?"

"Senior sister also has a few questions I would like you to help answer, you can go to my room to discuss them individually~"

"Senior brother has a little sister who admires you very much, can you give you a face and invite you to dinner?"

"I have a few pots of peach blossom brew that have been aged for a hundred years and have been reluctant to drink, senior sister is waiting for you today!"

......

When Zhao Yun heard this, his mind was full of black lines, what is it, can't he be tactful?

Usually pretend to be high, what's going on?

are all beautiful and beautiful girls, what about Sven, reserved, and cold?

"Another day, another day, next time, I'll go, I'll go first~"

The Phantom Trace Technique unfolded, leaving only the remnants of the Dao and the voice floating in place.

"Don't go!"

"Oops~"

"Senior brother, I love you!"

"Senior sister, I love you too!"

"Get out of the way!

A fairly long-looking girl glared fiercely at a low-looking junior brother next to her and said.

"Wow~ He was so handsome when he entered the field, and even the back of the show was so handsome, it was fascinating~"

"Does anyone know where that little junior brother lives?"

"Shameless!"

"What is a face, can it be eaten as an elixir, can it be eaten as a meal?"

"This junior sister, do you think senior brother's appearance can still be eaten?"

"Get out!"

After a long day of noisy noise, the crowd finally dispersed, leaving behind the sultry square of the night.

Back in the side hall where he lived, Zhao Yun immediately devoted himself to cultivation, being strong is the last word, and being weak is the original sin!

There is no fairness in this world, and if there is, it is strength!

No matter the background, no matter the beauty or ugliness, no matter the good or the bad, everything is a paper tiger in the face of real strength.

Vulnerable.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

Only when a person realizes his true self and recognizes reality can he know what he wants to do after all.

There is no eternal right and wrong, and there is no immutable beauty, ugliness, good and evil.

The world is bustling, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit.

There are no absolute enemies, only absolute interests.

Burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, he is also facing the constant pursuit of the enemy. From Qianzhou to Huzhou City, and then from Huzhou to Qingzhou City, from the age of five, to the age of ten, and then to the age of fifteen, the pursuit has never been successful, and it has never been stopped.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been cultivating desperately and cultivating again, so that he had become stronger, I am afraid that he would have no shame to face his ancestors and his parents under Jiuquan at this time.

One day, blood debts will be paid!

However, before Zhao Yun didn't have enough strength, the focus of his work had to be cultivation.

In the main hall, next to the incense burner.

Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, the spiritual platform was empty, and he was running the "Xuanling" exercises. In the memory of divine consciousness, "Dadao Dancheng" is spread out, densely packed with ancient characters.

While cultivating, while reviewing the Dan Dao theories and insights in ancient books, it also helps to expand divine consciousness and strengthen spiritual power.

In this way, you can get twice the result with half the effort and devote your limited time to unlimited cultivation.

Outside the window, the night is quiet, and the moon is empty.

In the room on the side of the Lanxin Palace, after Chu Ling'er took a Peiyuan Pill alone, she had no distractions and cultivated silently.

On the other side, the back garden.

There are rockeries and strange stones, and moonlight on lotus ponds. There is a curling piano sound, poignant and sad, from the lake pavilion.

The wind is bleak and the night is long, and people are worried about it.

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Under the moonlight, the water is sparkling.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the lake, which looks to have been in disrepair for many years, some dilapidated, and slightly vicissitudes.

In stark contrast to the splendid Lanxin Palace, such a pure place is so dilapidated.

There was a beautiful woman in the pavilion, who was saddened, stroking the piano alone and weeping.

There is not a single lamp, just with the help of silver moonlight, why she is so sad, it is really distressing.

The song "Empty Mountain Reminiscences of the Old Man" is full of desolation and sadness, the people of the past have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is empty here.

At the end of the song, the beautiful woman hid her face and cried bitterly.

I saw her in a plain white dress, her face was haggard, her brows were sad, and her makeup was wet with tears.

His peerless face is already discolored, and his eyes are full of tears.

The cold wind hit and shivered.

Tightening his clothes, he took a bottle of spirits from the storage ring and dried it in one go.

At first glance, he is a person with a story.

Do you have alcohol?

When the liquor enters the throat, it hurts even more.

The past is unbearable, and the moon is bright and the Mid-Autumn Festival is difficult to complete.

One person, two lines of tears, thirty years of rivers and lakes, tens of thousands of days and nights.

"Senior brother, if I miss you so much, do you know it? For thirty years, I have always felt that you are by my side and have never left. When I fall asleep every night, it seems that your shadow is everywhere, in my dreams, in my heart, in my mind, it's all you!

I really want to go down to accompany you sometimes, I want to go down and see the scenery of heaven. I wonder how you're doing over there, and if you take care of you like me.

Do you know, I still keep the jade pendant you gave me at that time, and I take it out every time I think of you, and seeing it is like seeing you by my side.

But do you know that during the days when you were away, Senior Brother Feng also took good care of Xiruo. Xiruo also knows that Senior Brother Feng wants to take care of me for you, but I really only have you in my heart!

Since you left, Xi Ruo has been a widow and dedicated to pursuing the ultimate in martial arts, but Xi Ruo is also a woman after all.

Senior brother, if you know that Senior Brother Feng is very good to me, but I really can't do it and can't convince myself.

I really, really don't know what to do, Senior Brother Feng has not married me yet, and I have been lonely for half my life, and I can't bear it...... Woo~"

Song Xiruo's sadness, who can understand?

However, at this time, a figure appeared in front of the pavilion, holding a food box in his hand, and stepped forward gently, it was Feng Xingzi.

Hearing the footsteps, the beautiful woman immediately turned her head and wiped the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Xiruo, I made the steamed red rock carp, Jiubao jasper soup and candied green plums that you like to eat, it's still hot, eat it while it's hot." ”

Feng Xingzi took out the dishes in the food box and put them on the stone table and said.

"Senior Brother Feng, didn't I tell you not to come to this place?"

Song Xiruo calmed down his mood for a while, looked at Feng Xingzi and said.

"I came here to tell you something, these dishes are all incidental, I remember that when you were a child, you liked to eat the dishes made by your senior brother the most. ”

"That was when I was a kid. ”

"Let's talk while eating. ”

"I don't really want to eat. ”

Although Song Xiruo said this, he still reached out and took a pair of chopsticks.

The mouth says no, but the body is very honest.

"Xiruo, after thirty years, haven't you forgotten him?"

"There are some things that you can't forget in this life. ”

Song Xiruo was silent for a moment and continued.

"But the years are not forgiving, we are all old~"

"Senior Brother Feng, Xi Ruo knows that you are very good to Xi Ruo, but ......"

"No, if you know, I loved you from the beginning, but at that time, the senior brother was with you, and I accepted my fate. But after so many years, I still only have you in my heart, and let me take care of you for the rest of my life, okay?"

Feng Xingzi finally said what had been held back for thirty years, but Song Xiruo was silent.

"But I can't forget him~ Woo, I also feel sorry for you, but I really can't convince myself......"

Tears burst the embankment again, sensational.

The cold wind was cold, the moon was also covered by dark clouds, and the sound of night crows was miserable.

Song Xiruo stood up tremblingly and turned to the side, boundless melancholy.

"Xiruo, let's give ourselves a chance, and we can also fulfill you and me, okay?"

Speaking of this, Feng Xingzi suddenly hugged Song Xiruo from behind, and the two trembled at the same time.

And Song Xiruo did not struggle, nor did he resist.

"Senior Brother Feng, don't ...... like this"

Feeling the temperature of each other, the distance between hearts seems to be closer.

Each other's heartbeats and breaths are a kind of warmth.

It's the feeling of love.

Holding Song Xiruo's cold hand tightly and hugging her, Feng Xingzi seemed to feel that the wait for so many years was suddenly worth it.

On this day, he waited for a long time, maybe Song Xiruo also waited for a long time, but he never had the opportunity to pierce such a layer of diaphragm.

This, perhaps, is like the legend:

Time can dilute everything.

May all those who know and love each other and who have not yet come together become married!